Gin went red as a tomato as he was carried over to the fourth, and Sousuke had to admit it was cute. Especially the way Gin was hiding his face in his hands. Though the lovely pink blushes were the best though. And the-

Okay, loverboy, we get it. Everything about him is cute. Kyouka Suigetsu sighed. Honestly, you're like a lovesick puppy.

Heat tried to push its way to the skin of his cheeks, but he pushed it back. There was no way on God's green earth that Aizen Sousuke would be caught blushing. He'd rather be caught dead. But not before he delivered his valuable cargo to the fourth. Thankfully, he was skilled in shumpo, so he arrived there in no time. Even with carrying Gin's extra weight. Not that Gin was very heavy, but still.

When he explained to the receptionist what had happened, she signed Gin in and led them through to one of the wards, where a bed had been assigned to Gin fr the duration of his stay. Which hopefully wouldn't be for too long.

He gently set Gin down on the bed, though the younger man was still blushing quite furiously.

"Ya didn' hafta carry me th' whole way here," Gin told him, eyes looking everywhere except at him.

So cute... he smiled. Kyouka just groaned.

"But I wanted to," Sousuke answered, smiling brightly. "I had to make sure you were alright."

Gin blushed even harder at that, and Sousuke's smile broadened. Somewhere at the back of his mind, Kyouka snickered.

'No, I don't like him Kyouka', she imitated in a high, whiny voice. 'I absolutely don't have a crush on him.' Hah, yeah... and the sky is green. She smirked. Even Yuki knows you're crushing haaaaard.

Shut up, he told her. Not wanting to admit she was right. Turning his attention back to Gin again, he smiled.

"We-well... thanks," Gin smiled shyly, despite being in what Sousuke could only assume was a lot of pain. "Fer lookin' after me."

"No problem," Sousuke said, returning the smile. Feeling all warm and giddy though he'd never admit it to anyone. "Right, I'll leave you to get some rest and recover from your monster headache."

Gin's cheeks, which were beginning to return to their original colour, pinkened lightly again at the reminder of his run in with the locker. But Sousuke was kind enough to not draw attention to it. Adorable though it was.

"In the meantime, if you need anything else," he continued, grabbing a notepad and pen from the bedside table and quickly scribbling on it. Ripping the sheet he'd used off the pad and handing it to Gin. "Call me on this number."

Gin slowly took the piece of paper and folded it, slipping it into one of his pockets. Smiling softly at him. "Thanks."

"Anytime," Sousuke smiled. "Now you get some rest. I'll come by and see you tomorrow to see how you're doing, okay?"

Gin blinked, cheeks flushing pink again. "Oh... okay," he smiled. "S-see ya then."