Rest was what the fourth division taicho had told Toshiro to do. However, Toshiro happened to not be able to find the ability to rest and instead was sitting up in the bed, his back resting against the headboard. He had zoned out, thinking about the simple things, like the nice quiet that the division brought, or the fact that Hyorinmaru was in the mood for singing old songs in an old dialect because the dragon felt the mood was suited for this.

He was surprised when Unohana came into the room, again smirking as she did so. She had something held behind her back. Two teal eyes opened wide with shock for a few minutes, Toshiro then had his own smirk to add. "You've been planning something with Isshin-taicho, haven't you?"

"More of he's been doing the planning," the division taicho smiled, then frowned. "Lieutenant Hitsugaya… would you mind telling me why you passed out like you did and were so cold?"

Toshiro thought about it, but remembered something that Isshin had told him. "This is a secret Shiro-chan, a trump card to come into play when you most need it. Plus, you'll want to work on perfecting it, before you go and show it off."

"I can't even tell Hinamori?" Toshiro remembered replying.

"Well… you can tell her I suppose," Isshin stated, almost as if he had thought that telling her might not be the best idea. "She is having a party thrown for making second rank in fifth division just like you did. You should be well enough to attend then, and tell her, if you so choose."

"Something is up with you though taicho…" Toshiro had raised an eyebrow. "There is something about telling Hinamori that you aren't telling me, isn't there?"

"Don't worry about it, Shiro-chan," Isshin had smiled.

At this Toshiro's outward appearance suddenly changed on Unohana. His eyes lost the coldness he usually had and seemed more childlike, and he had a big grin on his face. "I wouldn't have a clue why I passed out like I did!"

Unohana kept a straight face, putting on a smile herself. "That is nice. Here… a summer kimono… your taicho had Matsumoto pick it out for you."

Toshiro's face suddenly turned back to normal. "What…"

"And when you decide to tell me what you are hiding from me, I will listen," the woman stated smoothly, not losing a beat. "And I hope you will be more careful next time, as I get the idea that you are… how to put it, likely to try whatever it is again, am I correct?"

"Hai…" the boy stared at her in disbelief. He felt a cold sweat cover his body, much like whenever he had tried hiding something from his grandmother. How did such types of people always know? Unohana left then, not pushing for the truth, as she possibly felt that pushing his buttons was not a good idea.

The white haired fukutaicho was rather floored that she hadn't dug into him on the matter of why he had come to be in there. As he stared, he suddenly saw Isshin peeking in past the doorway, a wide grin on his face. He was dressed in a yukata, and leaned against the wall.

"So how is my son feeling right now?" he suddenly asked. "It seems he is day dreaming again and staring off into space… again."

"Ehh… taicho?" came the startled reply, two eye going wide, then the complete opposite. "I am not your son!"

Isshin quickly got a hurt look on his face, but just as quickly, it left. "What ever you say! Shiro-chan is always right!"

"Stop making fun of me!" came the snappish reply.

"You could go ahead and ask him if he would allow you to adopt him," Isshin's zanpaktou abruptly sung in his ears.

"No, as much as I would like to make him my own, he would take it the wrong way, as he just learned Bankai, and would assume that was the reason," the tenth division taicho responded.

"In other words, that you want him for his abilities and achievements," the zanpaktou mumbled. "We both now that isn't true… will you ever ask him?"

"I don't know. There is the problem with his stubbornness. Also, he might feel like he is abandoning his granny and Momo-chan if he let me adopt him,"

"Perhaps if you offer to adopt Momo too?"

"Ehh… while that is a thought, that leaves out Granny Hitsugaya, doesn't it? As for another thing, Hinamori would rather Aizen-taicho adopt her," Isshin grumbled.

"That, or she has her heart set on marring him, he has brainwashed the poor thing so…"

Before Isshin could come up with a response to this shocking idea, he felt a tug on his sleeve. He glanced down to see his sub-taicho dressed in his summer kimono. Two teal eyes and a smirk told the man that Toshiro had found some way to poke fun of his taicho, and was going to enjoy every minute of it. "Look who is daydreaming now taicho."

"Ehh…" Isshin placed his two hands behind his head. "I guess so…" He then noticed that Toshiro had actually gone and changed. "I thought you would give me a huge fight about not wearing your shingami uniform."

"Well…" Toshiro thought about it for a few minutes. "I've decided for at least this one time I'll make myself more embarrassed by arguing the point with you."

"I see…" Isshin's confusion was evident on his face, but he still gave a half smile. "Any particular reason why?"

Toshiro's eyes narrowed further. "Because you are also wearing one and went through the trouble of getting a certain taicho to help you. Of all the people you could have convinced…"

"I'll have to remember that one then. And don't be such a spoiler sport Shiro-chan, you could really learn to enjoy life every once in awhile," the taicho laughed.

"What ever for? I bet you don't have an answer for that one, do you?" the white haired boy followed after the man to get to their division, not at all liking the stares that those around them threw their way. He assumed it was because both were out of uniform, but at this point, he shouldn't be caring.

"Life is to short," Isshin chuckled.

"No it isn't, people live longer in soul society then they do in the real world," Toshiro had a completely serious look on his young face.

"Then I'll argue that you don't know when it will end," Isshin tried again, shaking his head as he did so.

"But how do you know that your memories will remain after one dies?"

"Of that you won't remember after some time, like here?" Isshin had an idea where this question and answering was possibly coming from.

"I've still got some memories from when I was alive," the quick mark came, startling Isshin.

"What kind of memories?" the tenth division captain didn't realize that he had just opened a can or worms.

"I remember how I died," the small boy remained calm, but caused Isshin's jaw to suddenly drop.

"Toshiro…" the man shook his head, flabbergasted and remorseful for having asked. "I apologize for asking such a question…"

"Don't be. I froze to death, believe it or not. Which is possibly, why I didn't accept Hyorinmaru as soon as I could have…? I thought I was dreaming about my death," the boy gave a small smile.

"How can you be so candid about something like this?" Isshin's eyes narrowed in worry.

"I don't know," Toshiro glanced at the sky. "I guess I didn't feel any pain while freezing. I've lowered my body temperature to sixty degrees before…"

"Toshiro!" Isshin's face suddenly became quite upset and he grabbed the young shingami by the shoulders.

"Taicho… I thought you could take a joke? Why did you take me seriously?" Toshiro gave a surprised look to his captain, confusion on his small face.

"Toshiro…" Isshin was trying to hold his temper. "How could I take that as a joke!"

"Because isn't it impossible to drop ones temperature to sixty degrees," came a serious question.

"Actually Toshiro… it is possible…" Isshin suddenly grumbled. He felt Toshiro suddenly pull away from his grip and take off running. "Toshiro… where do you think you are going!"

"Obviously I am running away so you can't tan my hide!" Toshiro snapped. "You are the one who told me to enjoy life every once in awhile!"

Isshin let out a groan, and then chased after the small shingami. "Why do you always have to twist my words around to become… so… morbid…"

"Because you walk right into that, when you should know me better by now!" Toshiro kept on running, and ran through the gate, only to stop short. "What… exactly is… going on here?"

"Of all the…" Isshin stopped behind the small boy, frustrated beyond a lot of things. What looked to be a small celebration was going on at the division.

"Taicho… what happened to surprising him?" Matsumoto suddenly appeared from nowhere. "You were supposed to give the signal so that we could hide and yell surprise…"

"I agree… though I think everyone would like to know why you are throwing the party," Unohana appeared from behind. "Then again, I've noticed plans don't always go the way they are meant to when Hitsugaya is involved."

"Toshiro!" Isshin suddenly got a look on his face, which cause Toshiro to let out a yelp and take off running, his captain yet again hot on his heals.

"I didn't ask you to do something like his for me!" came the small boys protest as he dodged between other division members, which made in hard for Isshin to catch the small boy, that was until a few of the division members decided to grab him. When that happened, Toshiro found himself being tickled, to his utter dismay, to which he couldn't stop laughing, or begging for it to stop.

"You wouldn't happen to know what this party is about?" Unohana smiled.

"No… I wish I did… something celebrating an achievement that Toshiro did, but Taicho won't say what…" Matsumoto muttered.

"Then my theory is possibly correct," Unohana smiled. "Do you wish to get something to eat with me?"

"Oh… and would you like some sake?" Matsumoto suddenly became all glowing.