Five days came and went. This fine morning it was foggy out but not to the point of claiming it was as thick as pea soup. It has been like this for a couple days. Foggy morning muggy rest of the day much to some kinred spirit disliking.

In the light fog the Hitsugaya couple were taking a stroll when they noticed TouKo siiting on the railing. He just put some type of silver rod in his mouth which was attached to something in his hand by a cord. The young shiniami looked down at it in his hands. As they got closer both of them heard him gripe. "Just 83%? I'll be on restriction for another decade at this rate. Unohana best not be giving me meds that keep me at this pitiful percent." Heaving a sigh he pressed the hand held device to his forehead.

It was a minute before TouKo shifted his gaze to his left and saw the love birds. "Good morning and stop giving me that look. Makes me sick." He pulled out the little rod out of his mouth with his left hand.

"That's not polite young man." Momo scowled at the boy. Her arm that were around her husband now where placed on her hips. She tapped her foot in slight irritation.

"Well stop giving me that look like I did something bad." He gave her a glare before looking around for something.

"Like not sleeping?" The older captain suggested raising a brow.

There was a moments pause. "Actually I slept tonight as well." The kid frowned behind his mask. "Just change the expression on your faces. Getting paranoid...83 fu...."

The hair on the back of her neck stood on end. Momo gasp hearing the the boys mouth. She turn to her husband who wasn't amuzed.

Toshirou took a seat next to TouKo on the rail. "What do you mean 83 percent?" He was choosing to ignore the mild swearing. Instead the man focused his attention to things in his hands. From what it looked like to all of them It was a cross over of a themometer and a daibetic sugar reader.

"With the help of twelvth squad fourth squad came up with a device that can quickly check spiritual pressure, and other body functions." The boy noticed the man curious experison as he eyed the device. "I am still no where near healthy by... this." TouKo voice was shakey this time. He started taping the buttons and held it out enough so the other two can look at it. "On off, Reistu status, body stamina, mineral intake, and these two are to scroll. You get the gist."

After a few moments he shove the device in a blue pouch that held viles of all sorts along with other first aid accessories. Sliding off the rail he stated, "I should be 90 by now. I guess I should be counting my blessing I can still be this strong. Achieving Bankai and everything should of killed me. If not that destroyed my future as a shinigami."

He clasped the bag to his belt before bowing to the two officers. He left without saying another word. By now he was sure he would cry infront of them if he said another thing. Twenty feet away he raised his mask.

The pair watched the sulking one walk off. Hitsugaya was puzzled by all of this and put it on his mental look into list. His wife felt bad for the kid. She start to formulate a plan.

Later on that night Momo noticed TouKo and the group of masked people in the tenth squad courtyard. She was curious to see what they were doing. She looked down three stories from where she was and notice they were actually goofing off. They were playing hot potato with a kidou ball. The kidou ball blew up a couple of times on one of the random members.

With her energy concealed Hinamori continued to watch the endearing sight. Hearing the teasing of each others love life, Pranks that were pulled and lack of kidou ability was very amusing. Just by watching the group play she learned much more about the smallest one. She laughed as TouKo caused an Abarai Renji like explosion in the court yard. The masked figures looked up and noticed her.

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It was ten at night and Momo barely returned home from her stroll. Her hair was still a little messy even after petting it down. Hitsugaya was standing in the door way to the hallway with a toothbrush hanging his mouth. Approching she inquisted his day. "Uneventful unless you count TouKo got into a fist fight with a couple of his friend."

"Really I thought they were play hot potato." She told her husband about watching the game hot potato TouKo and his company were playing. She lowered her head and gave a sheepish laugh. She dare not tell of him that she became their target. As she twiddled the toothbrush in Toushriou mouth she asked about their little ones.

"Six of our chicks are in bed sleeping. Most of them were crying for you till I read them their next chapter." Amazing he was able to say that clearly with a brush in his mouth. Momo wrapped her arms around her husband torso. "Still no word on Jr." He looked down and bite down hard on his toothbrush. Momo gaze feel down and the desire to cry arose. To their knowlegde the eldest son was still unable to come home to them. Both of them wanted him home.

In a silky blue robe a boy that resembled an eleven year old with long silver hair was siting on a stool painting a picture. He fumbled a couple of tubes of paint along with the occasional paint brush. The picture he was working on was of the TouKo's group lowering their masks. The one that was . completely reveal his true identy.

Touko was none other than Toushirou Hitsugaya Jr.