Toshiro headed back to the division and changed into his sleepwear and fell quickly asleep. He found himself being shaken away by a set of small hands. The hands were far bigger then Yachiru's but weren't adult size. Letting out a deep sigh he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the person who had come into his room. "Hinamori?" The boy startled and hurried to sit up. "What are you doing in my room?"

"Where were you yesterday Shiro-chan?"

"What do you mean where was I yesterday? Why is that important?" The boy shook his head.

"I stopped by the division and they said you were out all day." The female suddenly plopped a trey of food onto his bed. Toshiro noticed that there was a card on the trey. "I stopped by to drop off your birthday card. I also heard you'd been sick as well, so you really should be in bed resting."

"I'm fine." The small taicho could feel his throat tightening. "She's the one who made me sick like I was."

"Are you still mad about the other day?" The girl smiled at him. "It really wasn't that big of a deal, right."

Toshiro stared at her, irritated that she had just barged in on him. He was thinking about yelling for Matsumoto to come and get rid of her, but in truth his grandmother had ingrained into him politeness way to well. "I'm still mad at you. And what you did was a big deal."

"Shiro-chan. He's a monster!"

The boy found himself swallowing while glancing down at the trey of food. "I can't deny the fact that he's a monster. I told her the other day that..." His eyes widened as he remembered what he had said to her that day. He found himself pushing his trey off his lap and swung his legs over the side of his bed. He could feel a hand clasp his mouth. "... that I don't want to be a monster like him. I don't want to make the mistakes he did."

"Shiro-chan? Is something the matter?"

The boy carefully moved his hand away from his mouth and looked her right in the face. "I know he is a monster. But is that all you see?"

"There is nothing good about him." The female continued to smile at him. "So, where did you go yesterday Shiro-chan. I could give you your birthday present. I bet its better then anything he could ever give you."

Toshiro's eyes went wide as she pulled a small package out of her sleeve and set it on the bed. He could feel his chest tightening. "Is all there is to Ichimaru being a monster? I'm just like him personality wise, am I not." The boy swallowed. "I went and visited Ichimaru."

"What's with that look on your face Shiro-chan? Did you think I would be mad at you for visiting him? You told him that enough was enough, right?" The girl continued to smile at him.

Toshiro felt the color leave his cheeks as his ears heat up. He turned his head away and looked at his bare feet. "Hinamori... is all there is to Ichimaru a monster."

"I told you, there is nothing good about him. There is not one good thing he's ever done in his life."

"What if Ichimaru had a child?" The boy felt his bottom lip quiver.

"It's a good thing that he never had a child. That child would have been ten times worse then he ever was." Momo spoke up. "Why are you asking me such..." The female suddenly raised one of her hands up to her cheek as her eyes widened from surprise from the fact he had slapped her with the back of his hand. "Shiro-chan? What was that for? Are you feeling all right?"

"No. I'm not." Toshiro felt himself unable to look her in the eye. He also felt a few hot tears escape from the corners of his eyes as he tried fighting back the feelings that were fighting to boil over.

"What ever is the matter?"

"You talk about Ichimaru as if you know everything, but you know nothing!"

"I know that..."

"You said that any child of his would be ten times worse."

"Of course they would be."

"Am I really ten times worse then him!" Toshiro could feel his body tremble and suddenly a coughing fit hit him.

"Shiro-chan!"

"Don't touch me!" The boy shook his head.

"You're not ten times worse then him. You're the exact opposite but also ten times better in the opposite direction."

"Is that really true or is this you being blind to the truth?" Toshiro finally looked her straight in the face and could see that she didn't even have a confused look on her face.

"I'm rather aware of the truth. I just told you what it is. I think you're the one who is confused Shiro-chan." The boy felt another coughing fit hit him. He could sense Hinamori trying to reach out to comfort him and he pushed the trey of food onto the ground in anger. "Shiro-chan! What has gotten into you!" The female went down on her knees and began to pick up the items. "Look, your card is ruined."

"Get your fucking head out of the clouds Momo!" Toshiro could feel the tears streaming down his cheeks. "You say you're aware of the truth but you are blind! Ichimaru Gin is my biological father!"

The female paused at what she was doing and looked up at him smiling. "Shiro-chan? Do you need to see Unohana to straighten you out. Gin's lying to you. You and I both know you died and came to Soul Society. He's being really cruel you know."

The boy found his throat choking up. "Get out! Get out of my room!"

"Shiro-chan!" Momo stood up and he suddenly felt her hand hit him hard across the cheek. "Knock it off!"

Toshiro found himself closing his eyes. "I need Matsumoto. I need my mother. I can't deal with her anymore. There is no reasoning with her."

"Call out for her little one."

Despite the fact he could hear movement in the room next door he found himself speaking up. "Ka-chan!"

"Shiro-chan, what are you..."

"Ka-chan!" Toshiro suddenly felt a coughing fit come in.

"You don't have a mother, why are you..."

"Leave." The small boy had collapsed to his side and was still coughing slightly, but his eyes opened slightly to see that Rangiku had come and was standing with her arms crossed.

"Ran-chan..." The corner of Momo's mouth twitched.

"Don't Ran-chan me. You and I will speak about this later. Now get out before I tan your hide."

The small female stood up. "I'll leave. But you should know that Ichimaru is lying to..."

"Leave!"

The small female began to tremble before running out of the room. Rangiku then came over and Toshiro found himself lifted up gently. "You're supposed to be lying in the exact opposite direction when you sleep."

He could feel himself in her arms and for once she wasn't trying to suffocate him. He then found himself suddenly sobbing and coughing uncontrollably. His entire body was trembling. Her hand reached up and touched his forehead. "Your fever's worse then the last time. I wonder if its just stress sickness or if you've come down with something nasty."

"I was feeling fine both times." Toshiro breathed through the coughing fit.

"What did she say to you though that got you worked up like this?" Rangiku snuggled him closer and rubbed his back.

"She said any child of Ichimaru's would be ten times worse then him." He took a deep breath. "She said that before I told her. I didn't want to tell her but... and it doesn't matter anyways as she doesn't believe me."

"I should be saying something comforting about now as your mother, but you and your father are a lot like each other." The woman took a deep breath. "To be honest, I wouldn't want that to change. You may have your flaws, but you are a good person and you can learn from his mistakes and you've got a lot of advantages he doesn't."

"The paper work..."

Rangiku paused. "I don't want to leave you, but I'll get someone to come in and sit with you while I get the paperwork done. No more stressing you out by not doing my job. Hinamori's been doing enough of that lately. I've also got a woman's society meeting. I'll talk to her then and set her straight." There was a pause. "Taicho... if she starts doing that to you again leave and walk away. I know its rude to do, but if I'm not here or someone else isn't get away from her. At least until she's better."