Hey guys I'm back :D and I must respond to one of my frequent reviewers who is K, and first off thanks for reviewing all the time and thank you for always pointing out my mistakes and its not the layout, actually I am just really bad with punctuation. As most of you may have noticed I have commas like every ware and not in the right places and that's because I am really bad at editing and punctuation just so happens to be my worst area. So I will try my hardest to correct it just for you guys! Thank you my little angels :D

Hisana sat silently in the massive room. There were many beds lined in rows only a few feet apart and the beds all looked the same, creamy colored sheets and pillow cases along with a small white fleece.

The beds were being occupied by many shinigami, all with some sort of condition that had to be examined. Most of them laid silently, there mouths shut tight to hold back any painful outbursts. Others were already unconscious, there wounds being treated by the fourth division workers. Then there were the ones who were...noisier than the others. There wounds were very vicious and they screamed in pain as they got treated.

Hisana sat alone on a bed that was not being used in one of the far corners of the room. Today was a very busy day for the fourth division, shinigami moved in and out, juggling patients and paper work.

She sighed, today was the day of her check-up. Since her health has been declining recently her husband wanted her to get checked every week, but after much protesting she got it reduced to every two weeks.

She could remember that conversation so vividly. His eyes were full of concern and his voice was low when he spoke about her health. She could tell that it was a subject that touched a sensitive spot in him. Though her feelings were the same she usually didn't like it when he brought it up. Not because she didn't want to hear it or anything, she just hated seeing him worry about her. She didn't want to be the cause of any more stress to his heart; as his wife it is her duty to take away from the stress not add to it.

A check-up every week would only make him worry that much more, she tried to make it for every month but he was just so stubborn.

She couldn't help but chuckle a bit at how impossible he could be sometimes, but that was another reason why she loved him so much...he was so strong and powerful, always sticking to what he believed was right...nothing like a sickness would ever bring him down...no, not at all...not like her.

She was much different. No matter how much she wanted to be strong like him she just wasn't. Her body would succumb to anything that was too much for her to bear rather than fight it and grow stronger from it.

She silently raked her fingers through her hair as she continued to think about it. Her fingers then gently glided down her neck and then to her chest. She pressed her hand against her heart and could feel the soft beating of it.

She closed her eyes and let the steady beat fill her senses. She pressed harder against her chest wanting to feel the beat of what kept her alive even more.

This...this heart of hers was all she had; hopefully it would be strong enough to hold her to this world for years to come.

But hope wasn't enough. In the world everybody must help everybody, one person cant do anything alone, they need support from friends, family, lovers, and everyone who is a positive influence to fuel there desire and to help them reach there goal. It was the same with her body, her heart couldn't beat illness alone, it needed help from the rest of her...but she feared that the rest may not be as powerful...

What would happen if this heart of hers were to stop beating?...

She would lose everything. Was that what her husband thought about every time she coughed?... she sneezed?...or breathed?

She opened her eyes and let her hand fall to her lap. She took a deep breath. She couldn't think like that, she couldn't think in such a negative way.

She had to be strong, there was no way she was going to live being weak.

If only she was as stubborn to her body as her husband was to her. A small giggle left her mouth "Oh, Byakuya-sama" she mumbled as a small smile found its way to her lips.

"Lady Kuchiki, right this way, sorry to keep you waiting" Unohana said with a soft smile.

Hisana's head shot up as she heard the woman's words. "Oh, that's alright, it seems you are very busy today" Hisana replied while raising herself from the bed.

"Yes, it has been very hectic these past days" Unohana explained as she led her past all of the beds and into a separate room.

This room was small and probably used for personal check-ups. It had an examination chair and a desk with some medical supplies along with a few cabinets placed here and there and a small vase of flowers placed on a counter for decoration.

"Please take a seat" Unohana instructed while closing the door, leaving the two women alone.

Hisana sat at the examination chair and took another deep breath as she watched Unohana put on a pair of gloves.

She walked over to the table and took a stethoscope, then she walked towards Hisana while gracefully putting it in her ears.

Unohana looked at Hisana for a few moments before speaking "Lady Kuchiki, there seems to be something bothering you".

"Oh, no its nothing" Hisana responded forcing a smile. Unohana looked at her still unconvinced.

"Lady Kuchiki, is it about your health?" Unohana suggested with a small smile.

Hisana sighed. This woman wouldn't take no for an answer either.

"My husband is worried" Hisana spoke softly while her hands fingered the material of her yukata.

"I see, well he must care deeply for you lady Kuchiki" Unohana replied while placing her hand on Hisana's shoulder.

"Yes I am aware of this...I just don't..." Hisana trailed off not knowing exactly how to say it.

Unohana gave her a reassuring smile as she indicated for her to go on.

"I don't want my heart to stop beating...I want to be strong but..I..." was all Hisana managed to choke out.

"Lady Kuchiki I understand what you are saying. I receive many patients who have the same conflict as you do and I always tell them that your heart will only stop beating if you let it. Lady Kuchiki you must realize that your heart isn't only an organ in your chest, but it is much more powerful than that . If you let that heart die then surely the organ will die as well" Unohana explained.

"I see...but how do I accomplish this?" Hisana questioned, her eyes full of doubt.

"You have too much to live for lady Kuchiki, your answer is right in front of you" Unohana said softly as she began to move the top part of Hisana's yukata to her shoulders and placed the stethoscope on her newly exposed skin.

Hisana closed her eyes and thought for a few moments. 'Right in front of me?' Hisana repeated in her head.

'I see...my strength...has...been with me this whole time' she thought to herself was a small smile crossed her lips.

Unohana glanced up at Hisana whose eyes were still closed and whose lips had curved into a smile.

Unohana couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. So many of her patients have had the same problem and many of them didn't know what to do with her words, but Hisana did and surely it would help her.

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Byakuya entered his room after a long and stressful day. He was looking forward to seeing his wife, she always did have the ability to take away all the unwanted anger that he had accumulated through the day just with her smile.

He began to remove his scarf and haori when he spotted her sitting at the steps that lead to the garden with a cup of tea in hand.

He moved towards her, he was curious to hear about the events of her day and how her check-up went.

He was a few feet away from her when she turned around and smiled at him. "Wont you join me Byakuya-sama" Hisana said as she softly patted the spot next to her.

He accepted her invitation and took a seat next to his wife. They sat in silence for only a few seconds until his words broke the silence. "How was your day? I trust it has been promising"

Hisana nodded as she brought her cup to her lips and sipped silently. Byakuya's eyes softened and his expression became lighter as he brought his hand to her cheek.

"Did I scare you?" he asked, his words came out laced with concern.

"No...why would you think that?" Hisana questioned as she stared into his eyes curiously.

"It seemed as though my constant worrying of your health may have scared you" he replied.

"How so?" she said as she brought her hand up to her cheek to cover his that was still softly caressing her face.

"I thought that you might think you were seriously ill" he explained as his eyes studied hers intently.

"I assure you I thought no such thing...but thank you for your concern" she responded, her smile widening.

"Oh and my check-up went well, the papers are on the table if you want to look at them" Hisana added.

"No...I trust your judgment" he said as he removed his hand from her cheek.

"Byakuya-sama...please don't worry" Hisana said softly. He eyed her a little confused at her comment.

Hisana took his hand In hers and placed it on her chest. "My heart...my heart is strong" she said.

"I never doubted that it was" he replied with a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.

Hisana got up from her sitting position and began to walk back into the room.

"Byakuya-sama...thank you" Hisana said while looking back at him still sitting in front of the garden.

"For what?" he asked, his expression slightly amused.

"For giving me strength" she responded as she placed her hand over her heart and felt it beating strong, just like it should.

Alright that's the end of that chapter :D hope you liked it,Only 52 more to go!