Hello my few readers! ^_^ This is the not long awaited and anticipated sequel to Bedside! So if you don't know what's going on, (a.k.a. their conversation while Momo was recovering) then please look it up on my profile! I wanted it to be very original, so the ending my be kinda weird, but i hope you like it, all the same!

Oh, and my beta HowCouldThisHappen to me, has been so busy she can't work anymore, :( and as a result, only this chapter and a bit of the next chapter could be done by her. (Think of the horror of the final chapter with editing done by myself!) Which brings me to the end of my long winded Author's Note, this was the longest Fic i have ever written, so i split it into three chapters, i hope you stick with me long enough to get to the end of this monster. Alrighty, i think thats it, so on with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any of it's characters, i'm just a poor girl with nothing better to do.

Stop Momo! Chapter 1

Toshiro's POV

It has been six months since Momo woke up from her comma. Ever since then I have tried to make more of an effort to spend as much time with her as possible, but things are always getting in the way. Such as piles of paperwork as tall as you waiting to be done, and a lazy lieutenant who never seems to be around when it's time to do it… but I manage.

Recently though, the relationship between me and Momo has somehow changed. I suspect it may have been our conversation while she was still in a comma, but I can't be sure. Regardless of how she feels, I have been getting a weird feeling in my chest every time I look at her, and every time she looks at me I can feel my cheeks heating up. I think, I may care for her in a more than a friendly or sibling-like way. I just have to figure out what I'm going to do about it.

What should i do? Give her flowers? No, that's been done many times. Write her a poem? I can't write poetry.

A thought then popped into my head. Kurosaki looks like the type who can romance a girl; I wonder what he would do. Of course, I know how he usually goes about his problems:

First, he'll try to kill the problem. If not possible, flip it off.

If the problem shows any signs of retaliation, he'll just stand there for five minutes trying to look cool and attempt to chill it to death.

Rip out Zangetsu and stab it.

Ignore it.

How he ever became a substitute shinigami, I'll never know, but I doubt putting myself in his shoes will help in this case, or any case for that matter.

"HI CAPTAIN!"

My inner thoughts were cut off by a pair of overly large, white, bouncy breasts suffocating me to death. Apparently I had zoned out in the middle of my office, leaving me right out in the open for one of Matsumoto's famous, crushing-death-by-boobs-hugs.

"Let go of me, Matsumoto," I growled the best I could whilst suffocating in her bosom.

"Aww… Captain, what's wrong? Thinking about Momo again? I just thought it looked like you needed a hug…"

I think I'm going to kill her.

No, that'll upset Momo.

Crap. I'm thinking about her again.

"I said let go, Lieutenant!" That got her. I only call her that when I'm more annoyed than usual by her actions.

"Um, is something bothering you Captain?" she asked, crestfallen.

"No. Now go do the paperwork that was so supposed to be done a month ago," I said bitterly.

I watched as she said nothing and dragged herself over to her unused desk and began working. I walked over to my own desk and began to read over a document before signing it. We worked in peace for about an hour or so before Matsumoto opened her mouth again.

"So, how's Momo?" she asked hesitantly.

I can just feel that headache coming on right now. "How should I know, Lieutenant? Now be quiet."

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes before she piped up again.

"I need to pee."

Yep, there's that headache.

"Then go, Matsumoto." I said exasperated. Dropping my brush in irritation and giving her a pointed look.

She didn't even hesitate to jump up, and actually flash-step out of the office. I got up and walked over to the window just in time to see her make a beeline for the Third Division. Presumably to go get drunk on sake. I guess I'll be doing more paperwork then. Sighing, I got back to work.

So, i figured, a good place to split it would be at each POV change, so the next one is Rangiku's POV, what's she up to? o.0

Please review! Inspire me to write more and become a better author! I really need it! lol