Summary – Toushiro is Seireitei's most famous doctor; Momo is a talented songwriter and pianist, however, she is unable to walk. Can the famous doctor help her out?

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A small, frustrating sigh escaped her cherry-colored lips. The sun's light shone through the light green curtain, halting on her tanned features. A cool breeze swayed inside her piano room, causing her body to shiver a bit. Placing a lock of hair behind her ear, she took a deep breath and again, started playing the pale keys of her grand piano.

Closing her auburn eyes, she carefully listened to the music she just wrote herself. She hummed sweetly, enjoying the sweet melody of her music. She could imagine herself already as a great pianist; playing in front of thousands of people while they cheered her on. A graceful smiled appeared on her chanted face, feeling like if her dream was just steps away.

A frown suddenly arose to her face as her now pained eyes opened. Steps. That one word made her world turn up side down every time she thought about climbing up those steps and reaching her goal. Sadly, she couldn't even walk at all. A tear would trickle down her face each night, as her dreams would lead her to a nightmare.

Each night as her dreams would quickly fade away, she would recall the argument she had with her ex-boyfriend. She recalled the horrors of that night; how he got so angry at her, grabbed his pistol, and-

"Momo, dear, supper is ready!"

The twenty-six year old brown-haired woman turned her head and smiled at her grandmother. Her loose brown hair cascaded to the side and swiftly, she placed a strand of her silky hair behind her ear.

"Alright, I'll be there in a few." She told her grandmother smilingly.

The elderly woman, about in her mid sixties, smiled at her granddaughter and walked back to the dining room. Momo put her music notes inside a small cabinet sitting beside her black piano, and then she rolled the wheels of her wheel chair and made her way to the living room.

This was the fourth house she was living in. Ever since her accident, she and her grandparents had to move out of the house, they were once living peacefully in and moved into the one they're living now.

However, Momo wasn't the only one in a wheel chair. Her grandfather, whom was in his late seventies, was also in a wheel chair. Even though his dark skin was wrinkled all over, and he looked like he was about to shatter into a million pieces, he still had his strong personality within him, and his humor still did not halt.

Momo loves both of her grandparents. They've been there for her from when she was just wearing diapers. Even when they didn't approve the fact that Momo was dating Michael, her ex-boyfriend, they still stuck by her side; and especially when the incident happened.

"S-Steak, m-my favorite!" exclaimed Momo's grandfather as he halted beside the dining table.

Momo halted beside her grandfather and giggled. Her grandmother placed the plates in front of the two, as well as a cup of water for each, other type of food, fork, napkin, and a spoon. Momo thanked her grandmother and began eating.

"You're welcome, sweetie." The woman said, "By the way, I have something to tell you. There's a new doctor in the town. Rumors say that he is the best when coming to leg operations. He arrived to this town about three weeks ago, but he was too busy to pick up his phone. However, I managed to contact him yesterday night and I explained about your situation."

"And that did he say?" Momo asked her, feeling her heart beat faster.

"He said that today at around six o'clock, he would drop by here and talk to you. He said that he'll be glad to meet you and see if there's anything he can do to make you walk again."

Momo's eyes gleamed with joy as a smile appeared on her face.

"Thanks, grandma. But what's his name?"

"Congratulation, Dr. Hitsuaya!" Dr. Gomez patted the shorter, white-haired doctor on his back.

Smiling, the emerald-green-eye doctor faced and thanked him. He removed his bloody gloves and quickly threw them inside the small garbage can inside the operation room. The nurses placed the unconscious, but saved, patient on another bed and took her to another room.

Toushiro sighed as he walked over to the receptionist. His hands ached from the fast movements he did during the open-heart surgery. Nevertheless, at least the operation was a success. He loathed doing open-heart surgeries since they were very difficult and any wrong step can kill the person; but he was careful.

"Victoria, I'm going out right now. I scheduled a visit to for some grandmother that wants to see if I can do anything for her paralyzed granddaughter."

Victoria, whom had hazel eyes and dark red hair, nodded understandingly. "Alright doctor, I'll call you in case of anything."

Momo's grandmother made sure everything was pristine since she didn't want to embarrass herself by her house being messy. Her husband watched The Late Night Show while Momo fidgeted her fingers.

"Momo, I thought you stopped that habit." The woman said, staring at Momo's restless fingers.

The woman looked up at her grandma and smiled sheepishly.

"Forgive me, grandma, but I'm just nervous. I mean, I haven't walked for about five years!"

"I know you're nervous, darling, but be happy that a professional doctor is coming! This way, you'll be able to walk again; and do many other things!"

Momo smiled and took a deep breath, trying to relieve her anxiety. She giggled as she heard her grandfather laughed at what the T.V. displayed in front of his half opened eyes. She turned her head back to her grandmother and saw that she was finished organizing the living room.

The room was bigger than any other living room she has been. The room needed to be big, though, since she wasn't the only one in a wheelchair. Her grandfather would sometimes crash into shelves, walls, doors, etc, so he needed a lot of space so he wouldn't get hurt.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Momo's grandmother walked over to the door and opened it. Momo couldn't see the doctor's man, but she noticed his white spiky hair. Was he that old? On the other hand, maybe his hair was bleached. Momo was eager to find out how her doctor looks like.

Finally, her grandmother shifted to the side, and Momo's eyes widened. The doctor probably wasn't even in his thirties yet. His bright green-blue eyes sparkled as the lights from the living room shined on his face. Momo gulped as she heard his deep, male voice.

Once again, she began to fidget her fingers as she witnessed the doctor walk inside the house. She quickly thought of him like a Greek or Roman God. Maybe the God of Ice. Momo knew that her imagination can go to certain directions most of the times, but she really didn't mind imagining what kind of God the doctor was.

"Dr. Hitsugaya, this is my granddaughter Momo Hinamori." Momo's grandmother told him, causing her train of thoughts to be broken.

Momo looked up, her bangs concealing her eyes, and saw the doctor slowly kneel down in front of her. She grabbed onto the arms of her wheelchair tighter and halted her breathing.

"Hello, Momo. I'm Toushiro Hitsugaya, your new doctor."

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