Hello my beloved readers! I hope that are all doing well :) Well, here is another chapter of my new story. I hope you enjoy it.

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

CHAPTER THREE: FIRST DAY PART ONE

Toshiro's first night at the hospital was, in one word, uneasy.

After a heart felt goodbye with his grandmother yesterday, all he could do was stay in his room and unpack his things. With the crutches, it took him a few hours. When that was finished, he didn't really know what to do with himself.

Kusaka had offered to take him around the ward some more, maybe even introduce him to a few more of the patients. However, Toshiro just couldn't bring himself to do that just yet. He wanted a bit more time to get settled before even thinking about meeting new people.

So, for the remainder of the day, Toshiro laid in his bed with his leg alleviated on a few pillows. He had his ipod on and his earphones in. Blasting music so loudly that he couldn't hear anything else.

Staying like that for a while, he eventually fell asleep at around 6:00 PM.

When he woke up, he say that it was still partially dark out. Looking up at the clock on the wall, he saw that it was barely 4:45 AM and it didn't seem like he was falling back asleep anytime soon.

He also didn't feel like staying in his room anymore. The anxiety of being in one place for too long was starting to get to him.

Grabbing his crutches from beside his bed, he carefully got up. Making sure not cause to much distress to his leg. When he settled into a good position, he made his way to the door and left the room.

The hallways of the pediatric ward was especially quiet and empty. The only people that were out in the hallways were the nurses, who gave him no regard as he passed by them.

Toshiro didn't really know where he was going to go. He barely paid any attention to Kusaka yesterday when he was giving him the tour. His mind was too distracted with other things like his soccer team.

He did remember one thing though. The recreation room. He figured he could go in and watch the TV that was in there as a distraction from all the conflicting thoughts in his head.

Just as he opened the doors to the said room, his eyes immediately found the other thing that had been clouding his thoughts.

Momo Hinamori sat right where Toshiro had last saw her the day before. The only difference is that she was now in light pink silk pajamas and the book in her hands wasn't the same one as yesterday.

Even though someone had just come in, it didn't take her gaze away from the words on the pages of her book. She was still, almost like a statue. Away in her own little world that Toshiro had secretly wished he could enter.

Sighing, the white haired teen forced his sights away from the brunette and over on the side of the room with the television. Going over, he quickly grabbed the remote and turned the machine on. Only to be met with loud static.

Toshiro jumped at the noise, almost falling over his crutches, and quickly tried to turn off the television. Just his luck though, the remote had slipped from his hands when the static had startled him.

"Are you kidding me?" He whispered loudly to himself, trying to bend over to retrieve the remote.

It proved to be pointless because there wasn't much bending he could do without causing more pain on his bad knee. He tried not to let that stop him though.

At another attempt to grab it, there suddenly came a paler hand to pick it instead. Looking up, nervous turquoise eyes met calm brown ones.

"It's on the wrong channel." Momo Hinamori said, clicking a few buttons on the remote. Then the static automatically disappeared and was changed to what look like a weather forecast.

Toshiro looked back and forth between the girl and the television, trying his hardest to say anything at all to the girl. "Umm..."

The girl looked at him with a curious gaze. "Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah..." He stuttered out, looking away so she wouldn't see his embarrassed blush.

"Okay then." Momo placed the remote in Toshiro's hand before turning and was about to walk back to her original spot.

"Thank you!" He called out, a bit too loudly. Though, still managing to get the girl to turn back to him. "I'm also sorry if I disturbed you with my actions."

The next thing she did made Toshiro's heart flutter.

Bringing a tiny fist to her mouth, Momo let out a small giggle before smiling back at the flustered boy. "It's no trouble at all. Everyone always makes that mistake on their first days here."

"This has happened before?"

"Yup. For some reason, when that television is turned off for too long, it changes to a channel that's pure static."

"I see." Then, something came to him. "Wait a minute, how did you know that I was new here?"

"Huh?" It was her turn to be flustered. Rubbing the back of her head, Momo replied. "I sort of saw when the nurses were checking you in yesterday. That, and I overheard Kusaka-kun giving you a tour of the ward."

"Oh, okay."

"However," she said, looking him straight in the eyes. "I didn't quite catch your name."

Toshiro didn't know what had gotten in to him, but he some how gathered enough courage to get himself to right in front of her. Holding out his hand, he greeted, "It's Toshiro Hitsugaya. Nice to meet you."

The girl smiled and shook his hand back. "It's nice to meet you too. I'm Momo Hinamori."

When their hands met, Toshiro could have sworn that he felt a shock of lightning go through his body. And when she pulled away, he automatically felt cold again.

She was about to go back to reading when he decided that he wasn't ready to stop talking to her yet.

Another burst of courage flowed through him when he suddenly called out to her again. "Not to disturb you any further, but would you like to watch some television with me?"

That made Momo turn back to him in surprise. "What?"

"I mean, if you want to. Would you like to watch TV with me?"

She took a moment to think about his offer. After a moment or two, she looked up at him with a smile and nodded. "I would love to."

With that said, the two returned back to the couch and continued watching the weather forecast.

It was quiet for a while. Neither of them keeping track of the time.

Toshiro looked over at the raven-haired girl from his side through his peripheral vision. Even though he had asked her to sit with him, he wasn't really sure how to start a conversation with her.

He had never been good with socializing before, and he especially found it hard to do it now with someone who made his chest tighten.

Deciding that it wouldn't hurt to actually talk to her, Toshiro turned to her and opened his mouth to speak. Only to be silenced by the door to the room opening and the sound of a voice calling out to them.

"Hinamori?" The two teens turned from their spot and saw one of the nurses standing at the door with a clipboard on hand. "It's time for your morning check up."

Toshiro's eyebrow rose in shock. 'Who gets a check up this early in the morning?'

Turning to the clock on the wall, he saw that it was nearing seven. Making the boy gasp in shock. He didn't even realize that they were sitting there for that long.

"Okay." Momo replied, taking her book in her hands and standing. Before walking away, she turned to him. "It was really nice meeting you, Hitsugaya-kun."

With that said, she walked over to the nurse and the two exited the room. Leaving Toshiro by himself.

After Momo had left the recreation lodge, Toshiro saw no reason to stay there any longer. Returning to his room, he saw Kusaka packing up a backpack.

"Hey." He said. "Are you leaving?"

"Huh? Oh, no."

"Then where are you going?"

At that Kusaka, laughed a little. "Oh, man. You really are forgetful. I'm going to class dude. And you should probably start getting ready to go too."

"That's right. I should."

Toshiro then remembered the day before when Isane told him that all he needed to bring to class was a couple of notebooks and writing utensils. The rest of things he needed were going to be given to him once he gets to class.

With that on his mind, he went ahead and sat on his bed to get his things together. He was thankful that he had set all his things in reaching distance. That way he doesn't have to struggle so much to get his stuff when he needed it.

When he was done getting his backpack together, Toshiro got his crutches, then him and Kusaka started heading over to the classroom.

Once he was there, Toshiro noticed one thing first. The class was small compared to the ones back at his school. There was about ten desks set up in five rows of two. Along with them, there was a whiteboard at the front and a single closet in the back.

He saw that their were already students at six of the seats, four remaining empty.

"Sit where ever you want." Kusaka said as he passed by him before taking a seat in the back row.

Toshiro then followed him and took a seat next to him. He figured that he got lost in the lesson, he can just turn to Kusaka for help.

"Is this seriously the class?" Toshiro asked once he settled into his seat. His crutches placed on the floor next to his desk.

This made his room mate laugh. "Pretty much. Well, this is only the class for the people in our age group. There aren't that many older teens here."

"How does this work exactly?"

"School hours are from eight to three. There's a couple short breaks for lunch and what not in between that time." He explained. "We don't get much homework, but when we do, its just small presentations that we have to do in front of the class."

Toshiro nodded in understanding.

Things here weren't that much different from his old school. The only difference being that there are a much less count of students. With that in mind, he already decided that if he's going to be in here, he might as well try his best at his studies just like he always has.

After a few minutes passed by, two men, whom Toshiro assumed were the teachers, walked in. To him, they seemed very odd looking. One with long white hair and a goofy smile on his face and the other with long brown hair that had flower clips attached to it and a groggy look on his face. Almost as though he had a drink or two before coming here.

"Good morning students." Said the white haired man. "I hope everyone is feeling good today. My name is Jushiro Ukitake and my companion beside is Shunsui Kyoraku."

The other one waved to the class. "Nice to see you all."

"Now," Ukitake continued. "The reason we're introducing ourselves is because we have a new student here with us today. Would you care to tell the class your name?"

When the man gestured over to Toshiro, he immediately froze. The whole class turned to look at him and he felt the nervous shivers almost right away.

"Um.." He mumbled out. "My name is Toshiro Hitsugaya."

Shunsui gave him a small applause. "Very good, Mr. Hitsugaya. Even though the circumstances aren't the best, we're glad to welcome you to our class."

"Thanks." Toshiro didn't really feel like having all the attention on him. So he just slouched down into his seat and hoped to who ever was up there, that his teachers would catch the hint.

Thankfully, they did.

"Well then," Ukitake said, turning to the rest of the class. "Everyone get out your books. We're moving on to a new story for today."

At that moment, the door swung open to reveal the object of Toshiro's thoughts.

"Sorry I'm late." Momo said, panting slightly from running over to the class. "I swear I really tried to get here on time today."

"It's quite alright, Ms. Hinamori." Shunsui said, placing a hand on her shoulder and leading her deeper into the classroom. "You got here just in time for us to begin. Take a seat and you can start us off by reading the first few paragraphs."

"Yes, sir."

Toshiro's cheeks blushed a deep pink when he saw that Momo was coming right towards him. He thought he could take a breathe when he saw her walk past him, but his anxiousness just ended up coming back when she took the only seat available. The one that was right next to him.

'Calm down. CALM down.' He thought to himself.

Unfortunately, the boy on his other side had different plans.

Kusaka smirked and raised his hand. "Sir, I'm afraid Toshiro doesn't have a book to read from."

"Huh?" Ukitake questioned. "Oh dear, your right. We don't really have any more extras. Ms. Hinamori?"

"Yes?" She answered.

"Would you mind sharing your book with Mr. Hitsugaya?"

At that, Toshiro's eyes grew into saucers and his breathe hitched from shock.

Momo smiled. "I don't mind at all, sir."

She then grab hold of her desk and began scooting it closer to the now massively blushing boy.

Toshiro felt lightning go through his body when he felt their arms touch and when Momo leaned over close enough for him to smell her hair. Of course it smelled like peaches; with a slight hint of vanilla.

"This is where we are, okay?" She said, pointing to a paragraph in the book. However, the boy next to her was far from listening.

Never in his life has a girl been in such close distance to him before. He had never had to share a book or sit next to a girl at all in his old school. Sure, him and Momo sat next to each other this morning, but that was at least at arms distance. No where near where she is now.

From where Toshiro was, he could see everything about her face. The sparkle in her brown eyes. The smooth texture of her hair. The slight blush of pink in her cheeks. Even the small dimples she had when she turned to smile at him. It was almost too much to take for him.

"Hitsugaya-kun?" Momo asked, snapping him from his examination.

"Ye-Yeah?" He stuttered.

"Did you hear me? I said this is where we are."

Unable to say anything more, Toshiro just nodded and turned all his attention to the book.

Class continued on from that point. He had tried his best not to let the closeness of the girl next to him and the small chuckles from his 'friend' on his other side get to him. Sadly though, none of that seemed to be working for him.

And there you go! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of "My Days At Seireitei Hospital"! Please stick around for the next chapter. I promise I will try to get it up by this week or next week. Please be patient with me!

That's all the time I have. See you next time!

-GoddessOfImagination