Ah long awaited chapter! I'm sorry it took so long, life and procrastination just got in the way, I am also sorry its short! But enjoy!

I Can Be Your Hero

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Bad Romance

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Her chocolate brown eyes glazed over, sadness and despair took over, her memory dragged her to her darkest fear… Him. Her fear of Ulquiorra paled in comparison to the fear she had of Him. His heart was nothing but a black hole sucking her in and spiting her out, he cared for no living thing but himself. Deeper and deeper she was dragged into the horror of her memories, back to the day she can never forget but so deeply wished she could.

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That fateful day 5 years ago…

Momo Hinamori was young, happy and healthy and finally an adult. Today was her nineteenth birthday. By the time she woke up her father had already left for work but he had left her a card and a small cupcake on the table. She put a candle in the cupcake and lit it. She made a wish, that her knight in shining armor would love her forever. Such a childish thing to wish but she wished it. Her knight in shining was Him, Aizen Sousuke.

He was her high school sweet heart, two years ahead of her. Aizen was everything a girl could ask for. Sweet, kind, generous, and very handsome but what they didn't know is that he kept a dark secret, even from Momo, that he was the leader of a horrible gang called the Espada. Even Momo's father was in this horrible gang, to help pay for the things they needed to live.

Momo blew out the candle and ate her cupcake in the quiet apartment. Once she finished she opened the card and read it, smiling from ear to ear at her father's kind written words. She put the card down and began to clean the small place she called home.

Empty warehouse on the outskirts of town

"Aizen-sama, I want to speak with you for a moment," an older man with short brown hair and striking blue-green eyes walked over to Aizen, he had to be in his late fifties as for his brown hair already began turning grey.

"What is it Hinamori-san?" Aizen turned to him staring him down like a hungry hawk looking at a small mouse.

"I-I wanted to ask you if I could leave the gang…I'm getting to old for this and I can't keep doing this to Momo, she knows, I can't do this to my baby girl…" his voice faded off, every one of the Espada were staring at him in shock.

"What?" Aizen asked anger lingered in his voice "What did you just say to me? You know the rules of my gang Hinamori-san, no one gets out…alive."

"I-I know, but since you are with my daughter I thought you would be able to understand, please Aizen-sama, it's for her."

Aizen stared at him, his cold gaze staring long and hard as if judging the man in front of him. "Fine you may leave," he said smiling there was a long pause, "kill him." before the older man could react two shots were fired into his back. His body fell hard, his blood staining the cold concrete floor.

He never got to tell her happy birthday to her face…

Her brown eyes flicked from the paints to the canvas as she carefully and artfully moved her brush. She stopped and stood back from her finally finished masterpiece, a painting of her dear father. "Finally." She smiled at the painting and set her brushes down. She heard the front door open, then slam shut. She turned her head to the doorway and peered out. "Daddy, is that you?"

Aizen walked into the shabby apartment; though he had been here a couple of times before today it looked twice as disgusting. "No it's me, Sosuke. Where are you?"

Momo smiled wide "I'm painting, in the art room!" she giggled and quickly washed the paint off her hands.

Aizen moved to the 'art room' as Momo liked to call it; he tried not to touch anything as he moved down the narrow hallway and opened the door. As soon as he opened the door he was attacked, the small brunette embraced him nuzzling her head in his chest, his arms stayed at his side. She looked up at him "How has your day been?" she asked staring at him with her warm chocolate eyes, he stared down at her a cold hard stare. "W-what's wrong?"

"Momo," he spoke, pushing her away from him, "this isn't going to work out."

"W-what," her voice cracked, "what do you mean?" Her eyes began to tear up 'Why today?'

He let out an annoyed sigh, "Momo, it's over. We are over."

She couldn't hold back any longer. "Why, why, w-why!" She said between sobs.

"You are of no use to me, simple as that. You are now a nuisance." His cold tone remained, he had no regrets.

Those words burned her heart, 'everything he said was a lie, he was just using me.' Momo wiped her eyes "I-I thought you loved me…"

"Well you thought wrong."

"Why today? Why not yesterday or the day before, why on my birthday?"

"Because I killed your father, sooner or later you would find out. I can't have someone who knows about it stay alive. I thought it would be best I broke ties with you so you would not feel betrayed."

"W-what?" She gasped moving away from him.

He moved closer taking out a knife. "This is goodbye, Momo Hinamori," he stabbed her in the chest, her warm blood spilled over his hands. "Oh and Daddy says 'happy birthday my sweet pea.'"

Momo felt her blood flow out of her, the pain was unbearable. She tried to scream but only gurgles came out. Her eyes felt heavy as she moved them to look at the man she once loved, he smiled down at her as he ripped the knife from her. She fell to the ground face first, he let out a laugh and walked out. Her blood pooled around her staining the floor, as his footsteps faded so did her vision. Her world went black, she could hear screams and sirens, she felt like she was so heavy but weightless.

As Momo came back to the present her head was spinning, she fell over into Grimmjow's waiting arms. "Momo?" He asked softly, she sobbed into him clutching his shirt. He didn't know what to do or say he didn't even know what just happened. 'I'll wait to ask her about it…' "It's ok Momo," he hugged her as tried his best to comfort her, "why don't we go get our lunch now? Hm?"

She looked up at him, he was smiling down at her, almost like he was but this time it was genuine. "Y-yes." She nodded rubbing her tears off her face. "I'm really hungry!"

She started towards the door with Grimmjow not far behind watching her with his light blue eyes 'What the hell just happened?' He looked back at the little rug covering the blood stain as he walked out of the room. 'What is she hiding?'

They silently walked to a beautiful café called, Tobiume. Tobiume was truly a beautiful place; it sat on the corner only a few blocks from Momo's run-down apartment. Tobiume was like a gem in a pile of coal, it looked like it didn't belong in such a place. In front were two plum trees in full bloom and bearing fruit, oh how she hated plums.

"Isn't it a little early for them to be bearing fruit?" Grimmjow said looking at the trees.

"Those? No those two trees always bloom and bear fruit, the only time they don't is in winter, we don't know why." Momo answered and walked into the café with Grimmjow following close behind, as she opened the door the bells on the top of the door rung and an excited waitress with long green hair and large assets bounded over.

"Hello and welcome to Tobiume…Oh Momo, I thought you were a customer!" The woman giggled at her mistake.

"Hey Nel," Momo spoke in a soft tone, "can we have a window seat…away from people?" Momo stared at her feet; she didn't like all the people around her.

"Sure thing hun," Nel's green eyes looked at her with concern, "anything for you." Nel picked up two menus and walked over to a table near a window far from other customers with the other two following her. "Tah-Dah! Now don't have too much fun you two." She winked and bounded away giggling.

Momo rolled her eyes and sat down, the table was white and round with two chairs, in the center was a small clear vase with two daffodils in it. Momo pushed her menu aside without even opening it.

"Well she is a happy one." Grimmjow chuckled. "So do you come here a lot?" He scanned the menu.

"You could say that," Momo played with her napkin as she spoke, "I work here."

"Oh really? That's cool, then you can tell me what's the best thing on the menu." He smiled at her and she gave him a faint smile back. He couldn't get what she said out of his head, no matter how much she smiled that one word played in his head like a broken record, 'mine.'

Before Momo could answer Nel came bounding back. "You two ready to order?" she asked sweetly

"Just a water and the usual please." Momo answered handing back her menu to Nel.

Nel wrote something down in her note pad and looked to Grimmjow signaling she was ready for him. "How about you, hot stuff." she giggled at him twirling her hair and smiling wide. Momo's head hit the table…repeatedly.

"I'll have what she's having." He answered, unimpressed. Nel nodded and bounded away again. He looked to Momo, "that's not good for your brain cells is it?" She glared at him for a few moments but then looked away. He sighed in the moment of silence. "So what did I order?" He laughed nervous of what the answer might be, he played with his silverware.

"A turkey wrap and fries." She made her fork attack his, she giggled as they had an 'epic' battle on the table.

"I'm gonna win," he chuckled but Momo stabbed his hand lightly with the fork, "Oh ouch you got me, bleh!" He laid his hand down flat, playing dead.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" She took his hand and examined it.

"Got you!" he grabbed her wrist, leaning across the table he kissed her cheek, "I win." He stuck out his tongue as he sat back down in his chair.

Her eyes were wide and she blushed a deep crimson. "Cheater." She muttered as Nel came back with their food and drinks.

"Two of Momo's regulars," she put it down and winked at Grimmjow.

Momo had to shoo her away before they started to eat their meal in silence. She wouldn't look at him but he kept his eyes on her as she stared at her food and to the window and back again. She looked so lost and so alone even in this room full of people, even with him sitting right across from her. He wanted to make her smile as much as he could, even if it was only for a moment so he did what he thought was right. He burped.

"Excuse me!" He joked, it worked she smiled wide and giggled. Between her giggles she burped louder than he had. "Whoa, what do you say missy?"

"Nothing punk." She opened her purse and took out her leopard print wallet.

"What do you think you're doing?" Grimmjow eyed her wallet as he pulled out his own. "I'm paying, shorty."

"Grimmjow, you have done so much for me. Please let me pay." She took out the amount needed.

"Nope." He denied her protests, "I'll pay it."

"Can we at least go Dutch?" She offered him half.

"No, this is Japan and in Japan we are chivalrous and pay all of it. You won't have to spend a penny when I'm here." He smirked at her obvious glare.

"That's so sexist! I'm not completely helpless!" She crossed her arms and glared some more.

"I know that." He stood picking up his things.

"There is no changing your mind when you have it set, huh?" She sighed and shook her head smiling faintly.

"Nope!" He exclaimed, "oh Momo here." He jotted something down on a scrap of paper and slid it over to her. "That's my cell number, call me if you need me or just want to talk. Alright?"

She nodded and put it into her purse. "I will."

They walked back to her apartment in silence, which seemed to be a recurring theme with them. Grimmjow wasn't ever sure if he should break it or not, he never liked it though. They walked up those stairs again, he wasn't sure he would ever get used to them. They stood in front of her door; there was an awkward air around them. Grimmjow never felt awkward around women, only her.

"So, I'll see you around?" He asked and she nodded and smiled. "You sure? You are alright with being alone? We can call Rukia and have her come over…"

"No, it's alright Grimmjow. I'm a big girl." She opened the door. "Bye...," she said in almost a whisper. He waved at the closing door and put his hands into his pockets and headed to the stairs.

Momo leaned against the door when she was sure he was gone and sobbed. Her legs wobbled and could no longer hold her weight as she slid to the floor. Her heavy tears hit the floor, little bombs exploding as they hit the old wood beneath her.

Lucy padded over to her brown haired owner, rubbing her head against Momo, trying to sooth her. Momo curled into and ball and hugged Lucy as she purred, though her tears still flowed out like a river that lost its Dam.

"It's always me," she choked out, "always." Her cries echoed down the staircase.

Grimmjow stopped walking and closed his blue eyes, "That bastard is going to pay." He clenched his fists tightly.

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Chapter two is finished! Thank you to my Beta Ru! Please read and review, Constructive criticism is always welcome!