The next day

"NO!! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!!" Hoshi yelled. They were once again trying to give Hoshi a needle, much to her displeasure. Unohana was busy, so Hanataro was the unlucky soul appointed the task.

"P-please, Takaya-san, hold still!" Hanataru stuttered, while four of his comrades held her down.

"NO! GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!!" Hoshi continued to struggle. She'd obviously been injured badly; normally she would have taken these guys down in less than a second.

Then Yachiru burst into the room. "Oshi-hime!" she cheered.

This distracted Hoshi long enough for Hanataro to administer the shot. "Eep!" Hoshi turned her head to glare at Hanataro. "I'm gonna get you for this just to let you know."

Hanataro whimpered and backed away.

"Get him for what?" Kenpachi was leaning in the door way.

Hoshi glared at her captain, she hated that he saw her in this weakened state. A state that he had caused. "I don't like needles." Hoshi said slowly and evenly.

"Why don't you like needles, Oshi-hime?" Yachiru asked, hopping up onto the bed.

"Okay," Hoshi sighed, propping herself up, with some difficulty. "One, quit calling me Oshi-hime, and two, it's a long story, I just don't like needles."

Yachiru pouted and jutted out her bottom lip. Rolling her eyes Hoshi sighed, and reached up to ruffle the little vice-captain's hair. "Fine, you can call me Oshi-hime, but that doesn't mean I like it."

"O-osh-shi-h-hime?!" Ikkaku was suddenly in the door way laughing his ass off.

Yumichika smiled at Hoshi. "Pay no attention to him Hoshi. Oshi-hime's a beautiful nickname!"

Hoshi narrowed her eyes at him. "If you like it so much, why don't me and Yachiru call you Chika-hime?" there was an edge to her voice. Hoshi hated that she was so small, and hated it even more when people thought that she was weak, or delicate. Which is exactly what 'hime' meant to her. Yumichika took the hint and shut up. Hanataro had been assigned to keep an eye on Hoshi, and was busying himself with other things. "Anyway, what are you guys doing here? Shouldn't you be training, or doing paper work?"

Kenpachi groaned slightly, back in his office there were piles of paperwork from months ago. Kenpachi didn't like paperwork at all, he'd rather take a nap. Which is exactly what he did when he was supposed to be doing the dreaded task.

"Ken-chan was worried about you!" Yachiru yelled, in her hyper voice.

Hoshi looked at the little pink haired girl skeptically. "Suuuuure he was." Hoshi looked up for a second, Kenpachi looked mortified. "But really I'm fine, or at least I will be in a few days." Hoshi sighed. "I feel ok, but Retsu wont let me leave yet."

Everyone, except Yachiru, stared at Hoshi in shock at her informality. Calling a captain by their first name just wasn't done. "….." Hoshi was feeling awkward now. "Quit staring at me like I sprouted five heads!"

Hanataro flinched the sudden outburst. "T-takaya-s-san-"

"For the last time Taro-chan, call me Hoshi." Hoshi cut off the nervous teen. (I think that Hanataru looks around the same age as Ichigo, probably older) Division 11's, 3rd, 5th, and captains eyes grew wider. Everyone knew that division 11 hated division 4. Well, everyone except Hoshi, apparently. "Didn't I already tell you to knock off with the formalities?"

"R-right." Hanataro stuttered. "S-sorry, Hoshi."

"Good. Now, why where w-" Hoshi's gaze returned to the stunned men and the hyper little girl. "…..QUIT STARRING AT ME!" They snapped out of there stupor, and Hanataro flinched again. "Is there some fascination with my being injured?!"

"You look like a mummy!" Yachiru teased, poking Hoshi's bandages.

"Gee thanks." Hoshi smiled sarcastically. Hoshi struggled to sit up a bit higher, wincing at the effort. "Ya really did a number on me Ken-chan." Hoshi smirked. "Don't worry though I'll get you next time." The men were taken aback. Either Hoshi was nuts, or Hanataro had given her too much medication. Noticing this Hoshi rolled her eyes at them "It's called a joke, idiots."

i hoped u liked it so far, cuz i wont be updating this one for a long time... now review... now...