Hello again my beloved readers! GoddessOfImagination is back with another chapter of "My Days In Seireitei Hospital". Enjoy! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from "Bleach", neither manga nor anime.

CHAPTER TWO: CHANGE OF SETTING

After three days of having everything set up, Toshiro's day to admit into the hospital had finally come.

He sat in the waiting room with his grandmother as they waited for one of the nurses to come down and take them to were he was going to be staying. Things were once again quiet between the two, for neither of them knew what to say.

There had never been a day were Toshiro wasn't with his grandmother. She had raised and loved him since he just two years old. When he became old enough, he started returning the favor and helped her in anyway that he could. Whether it was picking up groceries for her, or cleaning up the house when she was feeling especially tired.

Now, Toshiro had no idea what is going to happen now that he wasn't going to be there for his grandmother. He hated knowing that she was going to be on her own. If it was up to him, he would have found some way to get his treatment at home so he wouldn't have to leave the old woman all alone.

"Mr. Hitsugaya?"

Both Toshiro and his grandmother looked up at the same time to see Isane, the nurse from before, approach them.

"Nice to see you two again." She said. "If you'll come with me, I'll show to where you'll be staying."

As Toshiro took the two crutches given to him the day he came to the hospital the first time, his grandmother picked up the duffel he had packed last night. He made sure not to make it too heavy considering he wasn't the one carrying.

The two followed Isane through the doors that separated the waiting room from the observation department. Once there, they went straight to an elevator that was at the far right of the room. They stepped in once the doors opened, Isane holding it open long enough for Toshiro to enter, then pressed the tenth floor button.

The ride up was silent, and if Toshiro was really being honest, a bit awkward. So when the doors opened up again, he could not get out of there fast enough.

As he got out, he looked around his new surroundings. At first, he saw no one except for two nurses at the desk, who were both on the phone. Then he saw on the left side of the room were two large doors with a sign on top that said "Pediatric Intensive Care Unit".

Isane walked up to the receptionist desk and said a few things to one of the nurses before they handed her a medium sized folder.

"Right this way." She said, gesturing for them to follow her to the large doors.

Taking out her identification card, she held it up in front of the scanner that was on the side of the doors. They opened automatically to reveal a long and bright hallway.

The trio made their way down the hallway for a while before Isane turned right where another pair of doors were. Only this time, she didn't need her card for they slid right open when detecting them. It was then did Toshiro start to see other people.

The door they stepped through seemed to be right in the center of the room. Directly in front of the doors was another front desk, this time with only one nurse. On the sides of the room were two hallways that lead to what Toshiro guessed for the rooms for the patients. He saw that they stretched out pretty far and that they had turning points, but he couldn't really see much after that.

"This will only take a moment." Isane told them before going to the front desk. She exchanged a few words with the nurses, traded the file from before for another bigger looking one. Returning to the two, she handed the said file to Toshiro's grandmother. "These are some papers that has some information on what is going to expected during Toshiro's stay here. There is also a few papers for the patient, such as the daily eating schedule, what time he is expected to be in class, and a map for the entire ward."

The elderly woman nodded in thanks as she looked over the papers.

"If you'll come with me, I'll show you were you'll be staying."

Isane then went to the left hallway, both family members following.

As Toshiro passed through the multiple rooms, he could see other patients from opened doors. He saw that their was many kids that looked to be in different age groups. Some of them didn't look sick or wounded at all, and some of them looked too sick. He wondered how he would fit in here.

When he was younger, he hardly had any friends. All throughout grade school, he mostly kept to himself. None of the kids in his class seemed to want to be friends with the white-haired prodigy that excelled at everything he did. They took it as him being too cocky and full of himself, when in reality, he was just trying make his grandmother proud.

Then around the time he entered middle school, he had finally made a few friends by the names Ichigo Kurosaki and Renji Abarai after he decided to join the soccer time. They both impressed at how expert Toshiro was at the game. As they got to know each other more, they all realized that they had been bullied for the same reason. For being different.

As time passed, he eventually made more friends, but that was only through Ichigo and Renji. He doesn't really know if he would have anymore friends if it wasn't for them.

The thought really got him as he continued on through the halls.

They finally came to stop.

"This will be your room." Isane said, opening the door for them.

When he stepped inside, the first thing that Toshiro saw was that there wasn't just one bed, but two. One on either side of the room with a curtain down the middle to separate the two halves.

On the right side, it obvious looked like someone was staying there.

"Umm.." Toshiro mumbled. "I thought I was going to have my own room."

"You were suppose to." Isane replied. "But Retsu failed to realize that there was only rooms meant for too people."

At this, he let out a sad sigh. He really didn't like the idea of having to share a room with a complete stranger. His social skills were bad enough as it is. He tried not to ponder on it too much though. He didn't want to seem like some sort of brat.

"Okay, so where's the other patient in this room?"

"Right behind you."

The three turned back and saw a tall young man that looked about Toshiro's age leaning on the doorway. He had long, black hair that was tied into a bun in the back of his head with long bangs hanging on the right side of his face.

He walked up to in front of Toshiro and held out his hand. Smiling, he said. "Nice to meet you. I'm Sojiro Kusaka."

"Toshiro Hitsugaya." The white haired teen replied, shaking his hand.

Up close, he could see that this Kusaka person, like him, had abnormal colored eyes. Violet, to be exact. Though, the thing that reason caught Toshiro's attention, was the large scar that ran down the right side of his face.

He was quick to make sure to turn away so the other boy didn't see him staring.

"So," Kusaka said. "You're my new roommate, huh?"

"Yeah, I guess so." He replied.

"I like your hair."

"Umm, thank you."

"Kusaka," Isane spoke up, stepping in between the boys. "Why don't you show Mr. Hitsugaya around, while I have his grandmother sign a few more papers at the front desk?"

"Sure. I'd love to."

Toshiro turned to his grandmother to make sure that she was okay with this.

She smiled and nodded to him. Placing the duffel bag on his bed, she turned back to nurse. "Lead the way."

With that said, the two females left the room, leaving the teens on their own.

After a few awkward seconds, Kusaka cleared his throat. "So, shall we?"

Toshiro only shrugged. "After you."

This lead the two boys to down the hallways of the ward. Kusaka walking slowly so that Toshiro could keep up on his crutches.

"Over there is the classroom." He said, point at one of the doors. "Right across from there is the shower rooms. They have no locks so make sure you clean yourself quickly so no one walks in on you."

Toshiro shuddered at the thought of anyone walking in on him in the nude.

"A little bit down this hall, is the recreation room. That's where most of us hang out. Want to see it?"

Toshiro quickly nodded his head. He figured that there was at least one free chair in there that he could sit in. His arms were starting to ache from being on the crutches for so long.

When they stepped into the room, Toshiro noticed that there are in fact quite a few of patients there. They were all doing their own thing. Whether it was playing with the pool table in the center, or watching T.V., or just sitting around socializing.

This was definitely a room he won't be spending too much time in.

Seeing that there was a brown leather couch near him, he took his chance to finally sit down and relax his poor arms. He did it carefully in fear that he might move his knee too much.

"Sorry." Kusaka said, sitting next to him. "Didn't realize that those things were tiring you out."

"It's fine. I'm still getting use to using them."

"Why don't you just use a wheelchair? I'm sure they would give you one if you asked."

The idea seemed very tempted. Toshiro made sure that he would ask as soon as he could.

He turned back to look at the room over again. He had to admit, it was a lot better than he thought it was going to be. Toshiro expected it to be a bland room that a few tables and chairs.

This though, was pretty impressive. Other that the pool table and television, he saw that there was also a pinball table, multiple bookcases that were full of books and board games, and on the right corner of the room was a small stage that had a single stool and microphone. There were a few tables and chairs spread throughout the room.

All in all, it was a pretty cool room.

"So," Toshiro said, looking back to Kusaka. "Do you know anyone here?"

"Oh, yeah." He answered. "I basically know everyone's name by heart. When you've stayed here as long as I have, memorizing faces and names becomes second nature."

"You've been here for a long time?"

"Yup. In and out since I was twelve."

"If you don't mind me asking, what is it that you have?" Toshiro asked. "I mean, you don't even look sick."

At that, Kusaka let out loud laugh. "You don't have to look sick to be sick. Sometimes it's all on the inside, like for me. I have cystic fibrosis. Which is a decease that screws with my lungs."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Toshiro said, immediately regretting that he asked.

Kusaka though, didn't seem to mind. He only laughed some more and patted his back. "Don't be. It's a lot better now than it was when I was kid. They just keep me here to make sure that I don't have any incidents."

"I see."

"Alright, since you got to ask, I want to too. What's up with you?"

Toshiro's face instantly fell as his sights drifted to his bandaged leg. "My knee got really messed up. I'm here so they can treat it and to have the surgery to fix it."

"Wow, that's harsh."

"Yeah, it is."

"You want some advice?"

"Why not?"

Kusaka laughed at that. "When you're here, you really got to learn to harden yourself. This place maybe for helping the sick and injured, but it could also take a lot more than you know. You've got to take things as they are and try not to let it get to you too much."

Toshiro took in those words and really thought about them. It seems like he's going to have more in store for him than he thought.

Right at that moment, the door to the room opened. Catching his attention. When he turned to see who it was, his thoughts immediately stopped.

There stood a young girl who, like Kusaka, looked around his age. She had raven hair that was styled in a short bob. Her skin was pale, but not sickly pale. It was light enough to look almost like porcelain. Her physique was small, and bit on the skinny side. And her eyes, the real attention grabber, were a beautiful shade of brown.

Overall, to him, she was gorgeous.

She had a book held closely to her chest as she looked around. When finding a right spot at a table by the window, she walked over and sat down. Toshiro's gaze never leaving her.

"Her name is Momo Hinamori." Kusaka said, snapping him from his thoughts. "She's been here for a long time, probably longer than me. No one really know's much about her. She mostly keeps to herself and reads most of the time."

"So, she doesn't like talking to people?"

"No, nothing like that. She's as sweet as they come. Very polite and pleasant to be around. The thing is, she doesn't exactly share much about herself."

"Really?"

"Yeah. The only thing that I know for sure is that she loves to read. Every week, she has new books shipped here from who knows were." He explained. "I bet if you went into her room, it be like walking in to a library."

"You don't say." Toshiro looked back at the girl, who was now invested in her book.

He never had any crushes in the past, he was always to focused on school and soccer. That and no one ever really caught his interests, until now that is. He wasn't sure if it was a crush or anything at all. He only just saw her, but she definitely caught his attention.

Just then, the door open again, only to reveal Isane. "There you two are. Mr. Hitsugaya, your grandmother is waiting for you at the front desk."

"Alright." With Kusaka's help, he stood up right and placed the crutches back in place.

Before he exited the room though, he gave one last glance at Momo Hinamori.

She was still reading her book.

And there you go! I hope you enjoyed that chapter, and please leave a review on your way out. Have a nice day or night! (whatever timezone your in!) Until next time! :D

-GoddessOfImagination