62"Hey Shiro-chan," Momo said in a sing-songy voice, meeting his eyes. "You want to know what would really make me feel better?" She asked.
Toshiro desperately wanted to know- he wanted to make her happy. "What?"
Momo's face got just a little bit closer to his. "You seem so smart, Shiro-chan, but I guess when it comes to girls…" It was in that instant that Toshiro knew exactly what to do.
He pulled her into a kiss, and it lasted longer than either of them could have thought. When they finally broke apart for air, it was only seconds before their lips met again.
"You under-estimate me," He whispered in her ear. She grinned at him as he said, "Come on, let's go somewhere."
Momo stood and followed him down the stairs and past Kyoko, who was sipping tea and reading a magazine on the couch.
They walked hand-in hand as they approached their favorite restaurant. It served very good food and after they ordered, Toshiro and Momo got to talking.
"It was odd weather today, huh?" He asked, sipping his drink.
Momo sighed and said, "I suppose…hey, Shiro-chan? You know we haven't actually gone on too many dates."
"So?" Toshiro asked cautiously. "I wonder…should I take her out more?"
"You know… I'm glad we're not one of those couples who have to go on a date every week or something; we see each other at school, and the pleasure of each other's company is all we need!" Toshiro ducked his head to hide his embarrassment. "Besides," Momo reached over and grabbed Toshiro's hand. "It wouldn't be special then."
"I think so too… and you know, about what you said earlier, I think I lo-" Toshiro started to admit it, but the waitress chose the worst moment to show up with their food. She put their plates in front of them, smiled, then walked back to the kitchen.
Momo stuck a fork into her pasta and brought it to her mouth. "Yum! Anyways, you were saying?"
"It's nothing…" Toshiro decided to wait until they had finished eating to finish. He thought about it for a second and came to the conclusion that it would be best to say it while they were waiting for dessert.
Finally, the time came when they finished their main courses and ordered dessert. Toshiro wasn't picky, so he decided to let Momo choose.
"Really, we can get anything, Shiro-chan. Ooh, this cheesecake looks good, huh?" Momo smiled as she put the small menu in front of him. There was a small picture on it, and Toshiro had to agree that it did look rather appetizing.
"Sure." He called over the waitress, who took the order and left the couple to themselves.
"Anyways, you know what I was saying earlier?" Toshiro began, nervously shaking his leg under the table.
Momo nodded and looked over to the nearby counter, where people could order food over the phone then come pick it up. "Hey, is that Ichigo over there? ICHIGO!" He turned around, and Toshiro shot him looks that could probably kill- slowly and painfully.
"Hey guys- Shiro-chan. Have you grown since I last saw you?" Ichigo backed away and held his bag of food behind his back. He knew that if he didn't bring home what the family had ordered that they would be very mad. Correction: Rukia would be very mad.
"Shut up."
"It's such a coincidence to see you here!" Momo exclaimed, as she noticed the bag of food. "Oh, that must be for your family. I won't keep you any longer, I just wanted to see if it was you."
Everybody exchanged goodbyes and Toshiro prepared to tell Momo he loved her for the THIRD. FREAKING. TIME.
"Momo, I was really trying to tell you-" Toshiro nearly broke his nose when the waitress brought back the dessert and their bill- He face-palmed himself way too hard.
Momo and Toshiro began to enjoy the yummy cake, and when their forks touched in the middle, they giggled. Well, Momo giggled, Toshiro exhaled in a sort of "laughing fashion."
"Let's get out of here." Toshiro planned on taking Momo to a place where there couldn't possibly be another interruption, like her house.
I've been trying to tell you for a while, and multiple times tonight," Toshiro started as Momo handed him glass of water in her living room. "And so, now that there's nobody here to interrupt, I have to say-"
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. The smoke alarm started going off, and Momo exclaimed. "What's happening! What's on fire?" Toshiro picked her up and got her outside safely, a good distance away from the house just in case it became engulfed in flame.
"I could have walked you know," Momo told him. "But I wouldn't mind being carried more often."
At last, the fire department showed up and assured them that there was no fire- one of the alarms had somehow been triggered. The couple went back inside and began their conversation for the… oh let's face it, who's still counting?
"Momo, I'm gonna say this loud and clear, mostly because some other crap is probably going to happen before I can repeat it. I lo-" Yet again, Toshiro was interrupted by the ring of Momo's cell phone. She held up one finger and mouthed 'one second' as she picked it up and began a conversation with somebody.
Fed up with having so many failed attempts, Toshiro walked over and closed her phone, ending the call.
"Hey, that was pretty rude!" Momo exclaimed, pouting as she looked up at Toshiro's hard green eyes.
"I don't care! I've been trying all night just to tell you that I love you, but something just keeps getting in the way! Okay? Do you understand me? I love you. There!" Toshiro practically screamed out of frustration.
He watched as Momo's face went from one of surprise then to one of pleasure, and back to one of surprise when he pulled her into yet another kiss.
~The End!~
Ah, sorry that there was really no warning that I was going to end this, but I really saw no point in dragging on a story that didn't appear to be going much of anywhere… at least in my opinion. BUT! There's good news! I'll be starting a new series based off of the second one-shot in my current series "20 Meetings." If you haven't checked it out yet, you should read it! Thanks for sticking with me!
See You Shortly (I hope!),
~SnowKoyuki13