Hey guys! Toshiro and Momo both live alone, and there's no age difference in this situation. Enjoy!

"Damn it!" Toshiro said under his breath, kicking the door to his apartment. He shook the door knob again, but nothing happened. For some reason his key had gone missing, and the landlord was out, so there was no way for him to get another. Toshiro found it useless and sat down in front of it, wondering if he should go out and do something else.

"Are you waiting for somebody?"

He looked over and saw a girl with two large grocery bags looking at him curiously. "No, I'm locked out."

She smiled. "If you want, you could come and wait in my apartment. My name is Momo, by the way."

Momo looked friendly enough, so Toshiro accepted. "What floor is your apartment on?"

"Two floors up. I prefer to take the stairs." Momo stumbled for a second, nearly dropping one of the paper sacks. Without missing a beat, Toshiro reached out and grabbed it.

"Woah! Thank you so much!" She extended her arm in order to take the bag back, but Toshiro held onto it.

"I'll carry it for you; it's the least I can do for imposing." The bag seemed a bit heavy, but he resisted the urge to take a peek inside. Toshiro walked slightly behind her on the stairs, just in case she dropped the next one.

One thing, however, was bothering him. "Aren't your parents going to find it weird that some stranger is carrying your groceries for you?"

"No," She explained, as though it was something she did every day. "They're used to me bringing home strangers on a regular basis."

"I see," Toshiro deadpanned.

"Have a sense of humor- I was being sarcastic," Momo rolled her eyes, then returned to his question. "What's your name?" Momo asked him, seeming to avoid the original question.

"Toshiro Hitsugaya."

She twisted her neck back slightly to smile at him. "Well, we're not strangers any more, are we?"

"I guess so."

The two walked in silence the rest of the way down the hall. Momo bent down to set the grocery bag on the floor so she could unlock her front door, but Toshiro insisted that he hold it for her. She turned the key and allowed him to shuffle inside.

The apartment was one of the larger ones. In the main living area was a small table, a couch, and a television on the wall. There were three doors; two which lead to separate bedrooms, another to a bathroom, and a sliding glass door onto a decent-sized balcony.

Toshiro put the bags on the counter. "Make yourself at home," Momo instructed, removing her jacket and draping it over the couch's arm. "I'll be back in a second, feel free to turn on the T.V." She then disappeared into one of the rooms.

Toshiro picked up the remote and began to channel surf. He finally settled on a documentary about penguins. It was currently explaining how the fathers of emperor penguins kept their eggs warm.

"Toshiro! I realized that I forgot something very important at the store; I'll be back soon, just wait here, okay?" Momo exclaimed as she entered the living room.

"Okay… What should I do if your parents come back?" Toshiro asked. It was clear that Momo was a high-school student at the same school as him. She had been wearing one of the waterproof wristbands given to them at the end of the school year.

Momo hesitated before assuring him, "I don't live with my parents. Oh, but my room-mate may be back soon, though!" She then exited quickly, leaving the door unlocked.

After sitting for a while, Toshiro felt his cell phone buzz. "Hello?"

"Hitsugaya?" It was the man who owned the apartment building. "You called earlier?"

"Yeah, see, when you get back tonight-" Toshiro started, prepared to ask him for the spare key Toshiro knew he must have.

"Oh, didn't you get the message? I won't be back for 3 more days! What was it you wanted to ask me, again?"

"Nothing." And with that, Toshiro slid his cell phone closed and groaned in frustration.

"Ugh, what am I going to do for three days! My grandmother's retirement home doesn't allow overnight stays, and my parents wouldn't want me to stay with them… crap!" He sat for a while, thinking about what he could do or where he would stay.

"Momo-chan, I'm baaack!" Came a cheery voice, followed by a loud slam. "Huh? Who's this? Did you dye your hair?" The tall, orange-haired woman walked over and started playing with his hair. "Really, Momo, I don't think this color and style is for you…"

Her hand was slapped away by a rather angry Toshiro, who practically shouted, "SHUT UP! I'm not Momo!"

The woman sat down next to him on the couch, confused. "Then who are you?"

"Toshiro Hitsugaya. Who the hell are you?"

"Rangiku Matsumoto… Oh! I see, you must be Momo's boyfriend!" She exclaimed as she took his hands in hers. "Just remember, she likes-"

Momo walked in, this time with a small bag and a smile. "Rangiku! I see you met Toshiro!"

"Yes, I did! Well, I'll just leave you two lovebirds be!" Rangiku winked at Momo, then ran into her bedroom.

Momo sat down next to Toshiro and asked, "What was that about?"

"Nothing; she must be crazy. How can you stand living with her? I just met her and I already want to shoot myself…" Toshiro looked at Momo, which is when he realized something.

"Wait, what the hell am I doing here! You would just let some random freak in the hallway into your apartment?"

"Are you calling yourself a freak?" Momo giggled. "I don't know, Hitsugaya-kun, there was something about you that told me you were okay."

In that moment, Toshiro felt something in his stomach, but he had no idea what it was.

This was the chapter that was in 20 Meetings! Hope you liked it. Check out some of my other stories if you have time!

~SnowKoyuki13