Well then, here's chapter 2 now! Lol, I decided that since a lot of people were going to review even one chapter and all of them asking me to continue, that I would. Well then, I hope you all like this, and know that I've also decided to start typing on my other stories. Even I want to know how they'll end! I also am going to ask a favor of everyone, can anyone think of a really cool name? I need one before the chapter before next, but I can't think of one myself! Would anyone be so kind as to oblige me? Please send it soon!!

With a loud, jaw-cracking yawn and a long stretch, Kurosaki Ichigo got out of his chair and began to pick up his stuff, shoving it into his backpack as soon as he picked it up. School had just gotten out, and he was ready to get home, where his father needed him for an emergency patient who had come in last night. His father had had him up all night taking care of the patient, who had apparently been hit by a car and had barely been hanging on to life, and he hadn't had any sleep, and barely made it to school on time.

Waving goodbye to his friends, and telling Rukia for the third time that day that she was not to follow him to the hospital, he left school and headed home. He took his time today though, because he really didn't want to help his dad with their newest patient. Although the patient hadn't woken up at all during the treatment, there was something about him that disturbed Ichigo, although he couldn't pinpoint what it was.

And so he tried for the hundredth time to determine what it was about his patient that he didn't like, and by the time he finally made it home he was well on his way to a headache and gave it up for a lost cause. He found his dad working diligently on changing the patient's IV, and greeted him casually.

"Hey pops, he wake up yet?" he asked, wondering why the first thing he'd ask would be that. Why not "How was your day?" or "Any other patients?" , anything but asking if this particular patient had woken up.

Kurosaki Isshin shook his head in the negative, and plopped into a chair with a sigh. "Nope, not at all, not even a single twitch!!" he whined loudly, sad that his prediction of the patient waking up a few hours after coming in was proved wrong. "And there's nothing wrong with him either, he just doesn't seem like he wants to wake up."

"Well, I'm sure I wouldn't want to wake up if I was hit by a car," Ichigo remarked casually, "even with all those pain meds it would still probably be hell."

Isshin laughed at that, and nodding enthusiastically. "Well, you're certainly right there, but we can't even be sure the guy knew he was hit," he pondered that for a while, and then nodded as though he was right. "Yes, the person who brought him in said it blind-sided him and he was out before he hit the ground."

Ichigo winced, ignoring a small voice in his mind, that sounded peculiarly like his hollow, which pouted at that. He vaguely thought it added petulantly 'Damnit, this guy deserves the pain!' and was proud that he managed to push it away just as quickly as it had come.

"Have you found out the guy's name yet?" he asked, sitting down into a chair next to his dad, and focused his full attention on him. When the patient came in he didn't have anything on him, not a wallet, not a credit card, not even an ID, so they didn't know his name at all.

Isshin sadly shook his head and looked at the patient, hoping that soon he'd get a name to go along with the face. He didn't like it when he had a patient whose name he didn't know, it made him feel like…like they weren't human or something. He turned back to Ichigo and grinned widely, hiding his anxiety.

"Well, guess we'll have to wait until the feds come to take their man away," he jokingly said, causing Ichigo to laugh. It was an inside joke of theirs that had been going on ever since Ichigo was a little kid that any person who came into the clinic that they didn't know the name of was someone the government was after. It had actually happened once too, which was why they always laughed about it.

"What are we going to tell them this time? 'I'm sorry officer, we'll be sure to tell you the second someone comes in without a name next time'?" he asked, grinning at the idea. You never really could joke with the police of Karakura; they never seemed to like it.

Isshin pretended to think that over, seeming to take his time in making up an answer. "No, I think it would be something more like 'But officer, I swear I didn't know he had coke on him! I thought the white stuff was flour!'"

Ichigo laughed so hard he fell out of his chair and rolled on the ground, coughing after several minutes had gone by, while Isshin laughed at both the joke and his actions. They were both startled when a soft cough brought their attention to the only bed in the room, and a pair of emerald eyes stared at them both, unamused and bored.

"Hello…why am I in a hospital?"

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