When Ichimaru slipped into the room where the child was, he glanced down to see Toshiro smiling up at him. He carefully sat down next to the boy, reaching his bony fingers out to touch the child's arm. "It looks like you are in a better mood."

At that, the smile faltered a bit. "I don't really understand why I am happy right now. I forgot that I had been in a bad mood." The boy then glanced away. "I forgot that I lost it in front of your friend over there."

"It is alright Toshiro. You don't need to think about it if you don't want to." The silver haired man let out a deep sigh. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel like I have a bunch of air blowing through my head." The boy then let out a laugh, still refusing to look at the man. "I'm smiling my head off, despite the fact I have this feeling I'm going to die in the next few minutes and not ever come back."

"I won't let that happen." Gin reached a hand over to wipe the white hair on the younger Hitsugaya's forehead away. He watched as the small child began to pick nervously at his robes. The boy also began to agitate his bottom lip, to which the man tapped the boy's shoulder. "Shiro-chan, don't do that with your lip. You might hurt yourself."

"I didn't realize I was doing that." At that, the boy turned to the man, a smile on his face. However, his eyes suddenly went wide and the smile left, falling into a rather tense facial feature. His body quickly tensed up, his back arching up from under the covers, all of this happening as a scream slipped from his lips.

Then began the twitching of the child's body uncontrollably. A shuffling could be heard from the other room, as the other two came running, the doors slamming loudly. Ichimaru quickly pulled out his zampaktuo and pushed the handle into the boy's mouth as he watched the seizure continue, only to have Ichigo pull him away.

"What do you think you're doing Kurosaki!" The man snapped.

"My dad works at a clinic. We had a patient have a seizure in the clinic and dad told the person with them not to stick anything in their mouth." The man stated. "You were also going to ask us to hold him down too, right?"

"Yes... well..." At that, the man turned to the boy, worry on his face.

Kukaku though moved forward, pulling the sheets away from Toshiro's body. "My brother said something about how the medicine you gave your son stopped the seizures instantly, so I guess we're supposed to just let him be for now?"

"My dad doesn't let me help in the clinic, but you also don't give them any sort of medicine, even after wards." Ichigo stated, watching Toshiro with concern.

At that, Ichimaru paused. "Kurosaki, could you please tell me why your father never let you help around the clinic?"

At that, the orange haired teen paused and turned his eyes towards Gin. "There is also a reason I am not allowed in the Science lab at school..."

"I'm sorry I asked..." The man let out a deep sigh, watching as the seizure kept up for quite a bit of time.

Eventually though, it stopped. The small child glanced up at the ceiling, his lungs panting. The boy's lip then trembled, his eyes going wide for some reason and a small whimper escaped his lips. Ichigo moved over and tipped the boy over to his left side. Upon doing this, a contingent of vomiting came about.

At that, Toshiro turned himself over and looked up at the ceiling, his eyes slightly glazed over. He took every so often, a few deep breaths while he tried to control his emotions. Ichimaru felt the need to be by the child's side and he moved over to the boy and sat down next to him. Leaning over the boy, he spoke up. "Shiro-chan, are you all right?"

At that, the boy's skin, which was already pale, suddenly became whiter. His lip trembled and he tried pushing out the words a few times. "I...Ichi..."

"Ichigo's right here Toshiro." The man stated. "He's been here this whole time."

At that, the child shook his head, his eyes wide with a great deal of fear. "Ichimaru..."