When Ichigo got back, he found Toshiro staring out the window, watching the breeze blow through the tree right outside. He walked over, and set down the carrying case for the coffee. "So… where did he go Toshiro?"

"Ehh… Hitsugaya Taicho," the boy stated, turning to the substitute soul reaper. "Taicho went to get Momo back to her room. She wasn't happy about seeing him."

"I thought that it would be you who would have a negative reaction to him being here, as he is your former taicho," the teenager stated, shaking his head at the boy, setting the carrying container and a small box on the table next to the bed. "He sent me to the living world for coffee, of all things."

Ichigo watched as Toshiro's two eyes perked up at this, and the boy opened his mouth to say something. He took a look at what the substitute soul reaper had brought, and saw two cups of steaming hot coffee, and a weird cup with some sort of brown liquid, the same color as coffee that had creamer put into it and whipped topping on top. "What is that?"

The orange haired youth smiled at this. "That is a cappuccino… I added some of my own money to buy it… would you like to trade?"

"What do you mean?" the small boy gave him a confused look at this.

"I mean, do you want the cappuccino or the hot coffee?" Ichigo asked.

"Don't be ridiculous. Aren't those things supposed to be mondo sweet?" Toshiro commented, taking the coffee. Ichigo shook his head, and took his own, and watched as Toshiro sipped some of the coffee from the top, then his eyes went wide as the small taicho began to dump in the coffee creamer and sweetener.

"And you just commented on the sweet level of this?" Ichigo commented, his eyebrows rising up.

"Urasai…" the white haired youth commented, stirring the coffee then drinking it.

"There is a coffee cake there too," came the next comment. He watched as Toshiro tensed up at this, and frowned.

"Was it your idea?" came the tight response.

"No…" Ichigo stated.

"He's really trying to kiss up, isn't he," the small boy muttered, having been ignoring the coffee cake that had been placed in plain view.

"Why do you say that?" The substitute shingami began to drink his own drink.

"Because… when I was his fukutaicho, he almost never let me have coffee. And when he did, it almost always meant that we had gotten into an argument over something, or that something I didn't like happened. I've told him not to do things like that… this kind of thing has never made me feel better," Hitsugaya leaned against the headboard.

"So you don't appreciate when he did it?"

"It wasn't that…" Toshiro sighed. "It was just that, I didn't like why he did it… I don't really want to go into it. Can I ask you something?"

"I guess… go ahead,"

"You are not one to follow anyone's orders. Why are you obeying the commands of Isshin-san, and going all the way to the living world to get the stupid coffee. I mean, it is completely illogical to go through that much trouble," Toshiro stated.

"I did it because I did it. Sometimes you don't need to know why people do things."

"I want to know why Aizen went and betrayed us like that," came the child's reply.

"Aizen is someone who only cares about his own self," came the voice from the doorway. Isshin stepped into the room and picked up his own coffee, and began to drink it.

"Hinamori is all right, right?" The boy's tone was rather quite.

"You know… you've known her for so long, you really don't need to need to call her by her last name," the man sighed, shaking his head. To him, it was humorous that Toshiro still had a problem in some ways, with the ability to call people by their first names. Most especially someone that he had grown up with as his sister.

"Hinamori and I have rather grown apart, if that is at all believable," the boy sighed. Something in his eyes told him that the boy didn't really want to talk about the situation between him and Momo, as the girl had obviously left quite a few sore spots, due to her mentality breaking.

"I can, considering some of the spats that you had before I left," Isshin muttered, taking a sip of his dark coffee, his eyebrows suddenly shooting up, and a twinkle appeared in his eyes. "How about I lighten the mood a bit."

"Yeah right," Toshiro stated, continuing to enjoy his coffee, even though he pretended he wasn't.

"Come on… your sense of humor stinks," Ichigo rolled his eyes. The last thing that he wanted was for his father to pull and of his stupid, idiotic pranks.

"Ah… but I was talking to Rangiku, and I had hoped to catch up with Shiro-chan," the man laughed. He tilted his head. "Now, what is it that Rangiku and I were talking about that was so interesting. For some reason, after telling me, she just so happened to suddenly not want to talk any more about it."

"She could have told you many things… many embarrassing things… however, because they are embarrassing to me, she tends not to stop telling people about these things. I really don't care to know," the small boy stated.

"But what if Ichigo wants to hear," Isshin smirked, which caused Toshiro to suddenly glare at the man. Something said that the boy didn't want his personal business spread about by someone else, but that had never stopped the man before.

The substitute soul reaper suddenly happened to pick up on Toshiro's mood, partially because of the fact that he knew how awful his father could be, when he put his mind to it. "I really… dad, stop it…"

"But I wanted to hear a little bit more about that soccer match," the man sighed, then went to pout his lip.

"Soccer match…" Toshiro's body completely tensed up at this.

"Soccer match?" Ichigo suddenly became confused. "Look… I don't see Toshiro as the kind of person to go and goof off."

"Exactly! Yet he went and goofed off, didn't he?" Isshin stated. "Now… why would he go and do something like that!"

"Why indeed…" Toshiro muttered. "Why does Matsumoto always assume that what I did is what I did?"

"How do you know that she wasn't spying on you?" Isshin laughed. He had though, pointed out a legitimate factor, and had found it quite funny, the whole situation.

"That is likely…" the small taicho stated. "… but I am choosing ignore you… and I am not having a comment about your nonsense."

Isshin smiled and sat back, while the substitute soul reaper hoped that the man would stop already. "So, you won't respond to the fact that Matsumoto thought you were stalking a girl?"

"I was not stalking her!" Toshiro's face contorted with irritation, and Ichigo suddenly burst into laughter.

"So who is this friend you made Toshiro?" the substitute shingami stated. He personally couldn't imagine the boy being a stalker, without a legitimate reason, but this went to prove that the girl was real, and that he had indeed formed a friendship with her.

"I am not telling you…" Hitsugaya gritted his teeth and began to fidget. He was finding the whole matter complicated, and wished to have it closed.

"She thinks that you are starting to like girls," Isshin stated, putting his hands behind his head.

"Stop…" Ichigo shook his head at this. He remembered quite clearly, every single time the old man had been at the door, with Yuzu, trying to listen in on the conversations that his teenage son was happening. He also remembered the comments that Isshin had made with his weird opinion about teenage boys.

"Come on and admit that you like a girl, Toshiro," Isshin continued to tease. The boy turned his head towards Ichigo, his eyes suddenly going wide.

"I am not going to admit that I do like his sister, Kurosaki Karin!" the boy blurted out, for some reason having a panic in it, then paled, as the two men suddenly looked at each other, and raised their eyebrows, having neither one of them expected the small white haired taicho to blurt this out.

Author's note – Another one I haven't updated for over a month. One more chapter, then I can start the sequel to this one… simply because it fits better that way… being broken up…