Toshiro woke up and headed into the office and found a package ready for him to open on his desk. He sat down in his desk wondering why Ukitake had delivered the package as early as he did. The child taicho let out a deep sigh due to the fact he couldn't speak to the man to see how the meeting with Momo went. "I should have asked him yesterday, but I became a bit preoccupied with the gift. I should get my work done before I get distracted."

The small taicho picked up the CD player and switched out the CD and began to dig into his work. He didn't notice the person step into the room. "Shiro-chan?"

Momo blinked a couple of times as he didn't answer her. She shook her head and glanced at the desk and picked up the package that was on his desk, shaking her head as she did so. It was obviously another CD. She then glanced back at Toshiro and noticed that he seemed to be enjoying himself greatly. She took a deep breath and then spoke up again. "Shiro-chan!"

Toshiro startled and looked right at her with wide eyes. He then pressed the pause button and removed the headphones. He swallowed hard. "Do you need something Hinamori?"

"I came to deliver some papers. They're on your desk." The girl stated. "I'll be leaving now."

"More paper work?" Toshiro let out a deep sigh as he suddenly noticed there was something missing. Glancing back up he noticed that the present was in her hand. "Could I please have that back? And are you sure you don't want to stay and talk?"

"What do you mean do I want to stay and talk? There isn't anything to talk about! I mean, it isn't as if I've been doing anything wrong. You're the one whose been ignoring me and staying away from me."

"Oh really?" Toshiro felt the corner of his mouth twitch. "I could swear you're the one avoiding me and not wanting to talk about the things. But if it is really me then you should be more then willing to talk now that I've offered to talk, right?"

"Are you trying to make fun of me?" Momo puffed out her mouth and slammed the gift down.

The small taicho suddenly found himself standing up. "Hey! Be careful! I don't want it broken whatever it is!"

"Whatever it is!" The small female puffed out her cheeks. "It is obviously a CD! Another bloody CD Shiro-chan!"

"So what if it is?" Toshiro found his cheeks beginning to flush as his ire rose. "I don't care if it is another bloody CD. Who ever picked it out cared enough to give it to me"

"Care? Ichimaru Gin doesn't care about you!" Momo snapped the words out without realizing what she was saying.

A horrified look spread on the small taicho's face. "What do you mean by Ichimaru? What does he have to do with this?"

"Haven't you figured it out? He's your Secret Santa! He's doing this because he's playing a game with you!"

"No... you're..." The white haired child suddenly lunged across his desk to grab the package from her hand.

Momo suddenly yanked the package away from him. "What do you think you're doing! Shiro-chan, he..."

There came a resounding ripping sound and Toshiro looked at her with a horrified look as the CD crashed to the desk, each one of them holding a part of the wrapping paper. He felt his mouth open to try and say something, but nothing was coming out of his mouth. Momo also had a rather horrified look on her face. Finally, he glanced down. "How could you Hinamori?"

"I... he's going to hurt you. He..." The female suddenly paused. Toshiro shook his head before grabbing his CD player and switching out the CD. He then scoped up the items. "Hey, aren't you going to say something to me?"

"Say something to you?" The child taicho's head darted up, a frown spread across his face. His eyes were a tad wet as he tried to hold back all the emotions. "You don't get it, do you Hinamori? You really don't get it?"

"I'm just trying to protect you." Momo watched as he forced himself to look away from her.

"You aren't protecting me. Not when you're the one constantly hurting me. I can't do this anymore. Every time I think about or try making things right with you I find myself exhausted. Watching you gush praise over that monster, even asking me to spare his life after you tried to kill me. We're supposed to be family, but you favored him and forgot about me except for when you needed a trump little brother. I'm not a little kid anymore though. I'm also a person with feelings."

"He's a monster! You can't act like my adoration of Aizen is wrong when you've been fawning attention on a monster yourself and admiring him as if he is the most amazing thing ever!"

"Except I don't admire him. I also know full well that he's a monster too. But I don't have a problem giving him a second chance." Toshiro felt his entire body shaking suddenly as he held onto the items in his hand.

"You're lying to yourself! I mean, why would you care what happens to him unless you admire him! That's how much of a monster he is!"

"Because if he can get better then there is a chance I won't also eventually turn into a monster like him!" The small taicho pushed past her and hurried towards his quarters. He slammed the door shut and turned on the light while he switched on the music player. The CD cover said it was some kind of music called swing and he found it calming him down.