When Hinamori Momo arrived at tenth division, she found things to be rather tranquil. She had found Toshiro's lieutenants badge over by sixth division and had decided to use that as an opportunity to stop by and apologize as she had found out second hand why he was so upset, and knew she had defiantly been in the wrong.

When she stepped through the doorway of the offices, she found that Matsumoto was no where to be seen. It was possible that the third seat was yet again out drinking, which explained why things were so quiet. However, a small white haired boy was also missing, when there was obviously still paper work to be taken care of, as Isshin was still working at his desk.

"Good evening, Hinamori," Isshin stated rather dryly. "What do we owe this pleasurable visit for?"

"Is Shiro-chan around," the small female asked.

"He's been moping in his room since he found out… you saw how he took the news about them dying. Then again, you thought he was throwing a childish tantrum at you," Isshin muttered, multiple things causing him to be irritable that day.

"Actually, about that… I came to apologize to him," the girl muttered, then glanced up. "Are you sure he hasn't been out of his room?"

Isshin's face softened as soon as he heard the word, apologize. A small, weak smile came to the man's face. "Other then the memorial service, he's been in his room. I've barely gotten him to eat anything the last few days."

"Sweet natto," Hinamori muttered, twiddling her thumbs.

"Excuse me?" Isshin suddenly became confused.

"His favorite food is amanatto," Hinamori stated, her eyes suddenly brightening. "When he is not feeling to well and isn't eating, grandma always tries sweet natto… and watermelon works too…"

"Thank you for the nice tip," the man smiled, partially from her advice, partially from the fact that he had found out that his fuko-taicho had an actual sweet tooth.

However, Hinamori frowned, confusion on her small face. "Are you sure he's been in his room all day, Isshin-san taicho."

"Yes. Why do you ask?" the man suddenly became confused also. "Well, other then the service…"

"I found his lieutenants badge over by sixth division and thought to return it," Hinamori stated. "Oh… and I apologize… I didn't mean it when I said I hate you. And…"

"Sixth division… he was wearing his badge when we went out today, but we passed no where near…" Isshin's eyes suddenly went wide as his pondering came to a certain conclusion from the girl's words. "I have to take my leave Momo-chan. I believe I may be wrong about him not being out… but please send a hell butterfly to Matsumoto to come find me."

"Is he in trouble?" Hinamori's eyes suddenly welled with tears.

"I hope he isn't, but if I am right, this is one captain he doesn't want to mess around with," the man muttered, almost frantically.

"Toshiro wouldn't be that stupid…"

"No… but he may be trying to stop someone else who might not be thinking rationally right now from getting themselves hurt or worse. He might thus also get himself into trouble," Isshin muttered, shunpooing away, but not before he asked Momo not to get involved beyond what he had asked.

M

Kuchiki Byakuya was livid as he confronted the intruder on his family property. His younger sister had gone into a majorly depressed state of mind and Ukitake taicho had insisted that the young shingami take a break from duty, to which Byakuya didn't argue, though silently he was glad. He definitely though, was not glad of the intrusion he saw before him.

"I would like to know why you're here, Shiba Kukaku," the man stated, rather then growled, his hand on the hilt of Senbonzakura.

"You don't know why I am here?" the robust young woman stated, drawing her own sword. There was a dangerous glint in her eyes.

"Go back to making fireworks and blowing things up… that is what you are good at, not swords play," the man's face didn't change emotion in the slightest.

"I am actually rather good at sword play, Byakuya," Kukaku muttered, taking a fighting stance.

"I've given no one permission to call me anything but my family name. Not even someone of your family ranking can do so," came his curt reply.

"Oh… you mean… like the queen of flash? As I recall when we were younger, she freely called you by your first name," the red clothed woman shot back.

"Do not mention that werecat… state your business," the man ordered.

"You know what I am here for," the Shiba female smirked. However, when she was greeted with silence, she finally answered. "I am here for the life of the one who killed my brother Shiba Kaien."

"You know I can't allow that," came the nearly monotone reply. The woman made a lunge at him, only to find the blade of his sword slicing clean through her right arm. "I told you to stick to your fireworks Shiba."

Kukaku grasped a hand at the stump of her right arm, trying to stop the bleeding, then glanced at her sword, lying on the ground, trying to determine whether to pick it up and continue this battle, her body wanting to fall down. However, before she could make up her mind, a blast of reiatsu caught both of the nobles off guard.

"Stop!" a small, yet somehow powerful voice called out. The next thing she knew, Kukaku found herself supported on her bad side by a small body… or at least the person was trying to support her.

"Toshiro?" the woman blinked a couple of eyes, stunned that the small sub-taicho had somehow managed to show up.

A white head of hair bobbed down to the man. "I apologize for not arriving sooner to stop any irrational behavior from happening on the part of my companion here."

"Irrational behavior!" Kukaku hissed, glaring at the small boy.

Only, she received a like, or perhaps more intense glare back. "Says the person who had her arm severed and is now bleeding all over me!"

"Who are you?" Byakuya suddenly asked.

"Huh… oh… sorry. Hitsugaya Toshiro," the small boy stated.

"No… I mean… what division are you from," the man stated.

The white haired child turned a shade pale, but then responded. "I am second of the tenth division."

"And where exactly is your badge?" Byakuya stated, causing Toshiro to glance at his arm in a panic. "Can I really trust the word of a strange shingami whose level of reiatsu is around captain's level?"

Toshiro tilted his head at this. "As I recall… we've met before… I was at your division helping you refill out paper work that the second of the eleventh had managed to scribble on somehow."

Byakuya's eye twitched, barely visible. "Tell me… why shouldn't I kill her right her and right now?"

"Because… just as if anything were to happen to you, there would be no one to take care of Kuchiki Rukia, if something happens to her, there will be no one to care for Shiba Ganju," Toshiro's logic came out bluntly.

Byakuya, who couldn't refute the small boy's logic, spoke up. "Since you had the decency to interfere lieutenant Hitsugaya, her life is now in your hands. What she has done removed the Shiba family from the ranks of nobility. You're under my orders to remove her from the Seireitei and find help for her in the Rukongai."

Toshiro's teal eyes widened in surprise, but before he could say anything, Kukaku spoke up. "Don't… this is the business of the noble families, something Shingami are not allowed to interfere in."

All the small boy could do was maneuver his shoulder under her stomach. "I don't know how well or how far I can carry you, as you're bigger then me… but I'm going to try. Please keep a hand on your wound."

"You've got to be…" the woman felt herself lurch as Toshiro used his spirit energy to mover the two of them. "… there is no way you can control this long enough to get me somewhere were help is… also, where do you think you're going to go find help… the Shiba house on the outside has moved yet again."

"I'm going to try and I have an idea…" the boy muttered. "You didn't have to go and do something so…"

Toshiro felt her band down on his head, as his second flash step landed them on the roof of the building leading outside. Kukaku snapped at him. "I can shunpoo myself… save your reiatsu for whenever I…"

However, she found herself already passing out.