(A/N) Sorry my last few chapters have been late, I've had Provincial and Final Exams to study for so I haven't had much time on the computer, not to mention that I had to re-program my computer. Without further ado here's the fifth chapter!

"What am I fussing over anyways? HUH!?" Mitsuki threw herself down on the bed and screamed into the pillow, "What fuck is wrong with me today?" she asked herself as she threw her arms about, flailing around blindly in the air above her. "AHHHHHHH!" she hollered at the top of her lungs in one final attempt to be rid of this congestion in her mind.

"Yuriko-san, are you alright? We heard you screaming from down the hall..." a quiet and rather frightened voice came from the other side of the door. Mitsuki gasped slightly and covered her mouth, she had forgotten that the walls weren't soundproof.

"I'm fine! It's nothing really!" she called. Looking down at the cut on her arm, it got her thinking; 'Just how did I get that cut?...'. She was sure that she had been fine until she got the letter. It was a curious thing, it all of a sudden just seemed to have appeared on her arm...

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As the hours passed each of her emotions seemed to fade to gray, to boredom. Her once vibrant violet eyes were now dull and thoughtless, staring out the window... People came and left, Hanatarou had set her meal on the bedside table where it lay untouched until now. Mitsuki had no though of eating, then again she hadn't any though of anything. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she crossed her right leg over her left.

"Eat," a voice commanded. She turned her head to spot her new captain standing in the doorway. She hadn't heard the door open, nor had she sensed him enter. "You're not supposed to starve yourself when you're sick," he said as he sat down in the chair next to her. Mitsuki just sat there dumbfounded. "Well?"

"I- I'm not that hungry," she managed to mutter, tearing her eyes away from his. "How's Hinamori-san? I heard she's awake..."

"She's fine," he replied in a barely audible tone.

"I'm not eating so you can leave," she said.

"Why do you have to be so headstrong?" he asked annoyed. "I'm not leaving until you've finished eating."

"Fine, if you don't ever want to leave me!" she said raising her voice, that came out a little wrong. Mitsuki whipped her head around so that he wouldn't be able to see her face but she could've sworn that for an instant she saw his face turn deep red, just like hers. The two sat in silence for a long time neither willing to give up. In the end Mitsuki exhaled in frustration before she set the tray on her lap. "Happy?" she demanded. She picked up the wooden bowl of Miso and tipped it slightly at her lips. Amazingly it was still quite warm and it didn't taste bad. She never knew hospital food tasted this good...

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"I'm done," Mitsuki said as she laid down the chopsticks. It was dark out now, the clouds obstructed the night sky, blocking out the stars and the moon. She hadn't noticed until now but he was asleep... "Jeez, force me to eat then fall asleep?" standing up, she took the tray with her to the door and set it down on the floor on the other side of the door. She made sure to close the door quietly behind her not to wake him up. Mitsuki tiptoed over to the bed, grabbed the extra sheet and carefully placed it over the captain's shoulder. "Good night," she whispered and she could've sworn she heard him mumble "Good night" back to her...

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It was the sunlight that finally woke him up, and his first brainwave for the day was; 'and it would've killed her to close the blinds why?' Everything was blurry at first but clearly there was one too little people in the room. Toushiro found himself wrapped in a white sheet and the bed in front of him empty. The bed was made and on the pillow was white robes nicely folded up and a little note. Grabbing the piece of paper he scanned it quickly:

Hitsugaya-san,

you lazy bum! I tried to wake you up twice this morning! And just what were you dreaming about to be muttering "It's Captain Hitsugaya!" repeatedly? Anyways I'm fine so I've gone ahead.
Mitsuki

"Hmph, always doing things on her own..." stuffing the note into his robe he stretched his arms. Would she really be alright? 'Not my problem,' he told himself as he swung the door open.

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"Mimi-chan, come play with me" a little girl called. "Mimi-chan where are you?" the voice called again. Mitsuki instantly thought of hiding but she wouldn't be able to mask her reiatsu... Taking a big breath Mitsuki stepped out and the young lieutenant jumped up and down. "What do you wanna play Mimi-chan? How 'bout Hide 'n go seek? Ken-chan's too busy because everyone's leaving, I'll go hide so you have to come find me! No peeking!"

"Sure," Mitsuki replied trying to smile. "I'll count to fifty then," she hated it when Ikkaku and Yumichika were off elsewhere and Capt. Zaraki was actually busy. She got stuck with hide 'n go seek and tag for hours and even the whole day.

"That was fun let's play another game! How about Hide 'n go seek?" Mitsuki never told her that it was one of the only two games she ever suggested, or knew of... "Actually Let's play tag!" and that was the other one she knew. "Oh! I know Hide 'n go seek TAG! You have to find me but then you even have to tag me! Count to fifty!" with that she ran off.

"One... two... three..." sigh. "four... five... six..." this could go on forever. 'The Gotei 13 should have more little friends for Yachiru-chan so I don't get stuck doing this everyday...'

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"I could sleep for days straight after today!" Mitsuki complained to herself as she threw herself down on the wooden floor. She found herself unconsciously scratching the cut on her arm over and over. "Ahh! Stop it!" she screamed at her hand as he slapped it against the wall. She risked a peek at her arm and pulled her sleeve back up to her elbow. It seemed smaller, it didn't hurt but it was annoying like hell. It felt as if it were a mosquito bite in the scorching heat of summer.

"Time to go to bed," Mitsuki said as she laid the sheets down on the grounds and made sure the sliding doors were firmly shut. Once in winter she had left the door open by an inch and half, or so, and she had snow blown all about the inside of her room. It may be nice weather outside but she didn't want to risk anything.

(A/N) It's short I know but I'm having difficulty trying to fit in typing time in my day (probably since I sleep until about 12 usually...). I'll try to get chapter 6 up ASAP. But I decided I'll give myself a break for this weekend, after all it's my birthday on saturday then my mom's birthday on monday! Yay for me, the new fifteen year old!