Our Niece, Our Daughter

by Yemi Hikari

Bazz-B's sister is the special someone of Cang-Du's half-brother. The two Quincy met over a hundred years ago because of their siblings relationship and events relating to their siblings allowed the two to bond. Around a hundred years ago they find themselves raising the niece from their siblings relationship as if she were their own daughter.

1. Prolog

Disclaimer – I don't own Bleach. This story was written for the twelfth FanFicFriday contest on Wattpad. The theme for the contest was to use a slash pairing and write a one-shot or short story with ten-thousand words or under.

Note - This story was completed before chapter 626 was released and certain information about Jugram was revealed. A second both though may gain the title of first born if the real first born was disowned. The story is also slice of life told in snap-shots. There are sixteen parts total. Bazz-B and Bambietta's characterization is milder then I would have liked

Our Niece, Our Daughter
Prolog

The rain poured down outside of the forth division causing the temperature inside to drop. A man leaned up against the door frame looking at the small figure in the bed. Purple strands of hair freshly cut stuck out from the bandage wrapped around the young girl's head. Bazz-B stood there fighting back the urge to punch a hole in the wall.

"Momma..." The girl's lips moved slowly.

"I thought I told you..."

Two violet eyes opened up slightly as the girl turned her head to look at the man. "Momma... where's momma."

Bazz-B ran a hand through his mohawk as the corners of his mouth twisted down into a deep frown. "That's right. She doesn't know Cang-Du..."

The small figure pushed herself up onto her elbows. "Uncle Bazz-B... where's Uncle Cang-Du?"

"Bambietta..." The man stepped over and let out a deep sigh of frustration. "What if I were to say you have the chance to meet your real mom? The woman who's my sister?"

A frown spread across the girl's face. "I already have two mommas. I don't need some woman who refused to be in my life."

"Yes, but..." Bazz-B sat down with a plot in the chair next to the girl wondering how to tell her about her other momma, or the fact her real mother never refused to be in her life.