Me: Just because I'm a tad bit evil I decided to ruin your life man! :)

Byakuya: I won't hesitate to put you in and early grave. -death glare-

Me: -waving it off- Yeah yeah yeah, wellll i decided to write a little something of how I believe Byakuya was as a little tyke :D! If you would Byakuya!

Byakuya: She doesn't own me or any of the Bleach cast...thank god...

Me: If you prefer I could write one with you dressed as a little girl -evil glare-

Byakuya:...to the story...

"Renji man, you should have seen Byakuya when he was a baby! He was so cute!" The sickly sweet voice filed his ears. The bamboo handle of the brush he was holding cracked from his tight grip. The Squad 3 Captain, for some ridiculous reason, saw something in his lieutenant and as such was always in their office when she could.

"Captain Skywalker?" She raised an eye brow, and turned to him. An evil smirk gracing her face, this was going to be a fight. "I'd prefer if you could not talk about my personal life, and even more so if you'd go back to your own squad." Maybe he could get out of unscathed.

She simply turned away from him, back to the red haired man, and continued where she left off. "He had the chubbiest cheeks! Oh and he would talk back in point two seconds! My goodness, it was such a shocker that he was going to be clan head one day! Oh I remember when I first meet you, and your father asked me to be your master one day!"

"Skywalker, we do not speak of my personal life here in this squad." The poor brush in his hand was going to snap if she decided to keep this up.

But since when did she care? She could kill him in three seconds if she really wanted to.

"He had just barely learned to walk, and he almost killed himself, and burn down the main house! I remember it like it was yesterday..."

Yup, he wasn't getting out of it, when he attempted to stand, she grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back down.

About 400 years ago...

"Listen old man, I don't want to meet any clan heads. All they ask is if I'll marry one of their kids some day." The younger Skywalker didn't look that much different than she did in the present. Blond hair cascading down to her waist, bangs almost covering her left eye, both ruby orbs slanted slightly in agitation. Lips, pressed firmly together, hands on her hips clutching the haori covering her. But back in the day the haori were red, and the insignia on the back were in white. She had the top one gold, and the bottom two white.

"Angel Skywalker. You are going to go talk to him, his father is still currently the Captain of Squad Six, so he couldn't be here." Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, the Head Captain held his ground.

"If I kill someone you can't be mad."

"THE HELL I CAN'T! ANGEL YOU SHOULD HAVE NEVER LEFT YOUR ORIGINAL SPOT!" He grabbed her by her haori and lifted her into the air so she was eye level with him as he scolded her.

"Ne? You do such a better job than me though!" Not fearing him in the slightest bit, she smiled largely and started to laugh. What was amusing for her, was normally hell for him.

neither of the two notice the toddler in front of them.

"Ano, who are you two?" Both whipped their heads to look at the little boy in front of them. Yamamoto dropped Skywalker right on the floor, she recovered in time to crawl over to the little boy. Ruby eyes clashing with his obsidian ones. His hair was around the middle of his back and his bangs were so long that they blended in with the rest of his hair. The yukata he was wearing showed that he had been in the dirt and grass playing around.

"Well, cutie pie we are Captains-" His eye's light up brightly.

"OH! You're just like oji-sama! But you're to pretty to be fighting Hollows! And the old man with you looks like he'd die in three seconds!" He smiled brightly at her. She suddenly glomped the poor boy.

"Yamamoto I am taking this boy home with me! I can see the future and it looks so amazing!"

"FOOL YOU CAN'T JUST TAKE SOMEONE'S KID!"

"Ah, Head Captain Yamamoto, Captain Skywalker. Byakuya, what happened to your clothing?" He bowed respectively, and turned his stern, but curious gaze at his son.

"Uh, well you see tou-san -" He was cute off by the pretty woman who had tackled him.

"Oh my goodness, I completely ruined his clothing! Oh you must let me buy him new clothing Kuchiki-san!" Her eyes grew big, looking like innocence to others that didn't know her, but Yamamoto knew she was lying through her teeth. They both knew that the child had been playing on his own and dirtied himself, but none the less she covered for him.

Byakuya watched as his father's face drained in color, and bashfully raised his hands and argued that it wasn't necessary for it. The woman kept insisting that it was her fault and would fix it. Till the other man cleared his throat.

"I believe that you wanted to discuss something with us?"

"Oh yes, Byakuya, find your nurse and have her change your clothing." His eyes held no room for back talk, that the little boy was known for.

"Yes father." He took one more look at the lady, who just winked at him. He smiled brightly back and ran off, getting just out of their eye sight to fall in the dirt again.

He checked the kitchen, the informal living room, the dinning room, even the gardens. He scratched his head, where was his nurse? Surely she didn't go to town with out him? His thinking was cut off by the growling of his stomach. He held on to it, when he had gone in the kitchen the chef hadn't been there either. He could get changed on his own he supposed, but he couldn't meet with the guest and his father with his tummy growling. His father would kill him once the guest left.

Stumbling back into the house, he ran up the stairs into his room. After almost tripping on three different toys, he made it to his drawers pulling yukata after yukata he found the one he wanted to wear. It was red and gold, with a dragon on it, the outline in gold, and the scales in red, or some in gold. He then looked up, the obies were in a different drawer, or where they in the closet? He turned around to get to his closet stepping on the yukatas he threw on the floor. Only trip on a toy, and tumble into the closet door, sporting a large red mark on his face. Opening the door, he saw all of the different obies, and his nicer yukatas. He then proceeded to rip the obies out of the closet to join everything else on the floor. Finding the gold one he wanted he pulled it out and fixed himself so he looked presentable.

He ran out of his room, getting his foot tangled in a loose piece of clothing, and slip and fill all the way down the stairs. He picked up the offending cloth and had a brilliant idea. He held one end in each hand, and then proceeded to slide down the hall until he got to the kitchen.

Chef till wasn't there. He heard his tummy growl again. Nope still couldn't go see father, or the guest. How hard could it be to make...ramen! He smiled to himself, it couldn't be that hard. And if he did this father would be proud of him!

Alright first he needed water in a pot! Grabbing a big pot he put it on the oven, and filled glasses till it was half full. Chef then would put the pasta in, check. Then the flavoring check! Now all he had to do was turn the gas on, check, and light the match, check, and put them together to make fire!

Well...needless to day the gas was turned on high, and he forgot that the big pot that was made to serve guest was made of wood. The flames engulfed the bowl in an instant.

Byakuya started to freak out, what was he to do now?! He had to put it out somehow! He remembered chef said there was fire blanket somewhere by the sink. He ran over and saw a blanket on the counter top, he grabbed it and threw it over the flames. Not knowing the actual fire blanket was in the drawer next to the silverware. The flames grew bigger, and then they spread. All the windows in the house were open, it was summer and was particularly hot outside. The greedy flames were consuming the walls, and floors quickly. Panicking Byakuya tried to grab a cup and fill it with water and put the flames out. Cause apparently the fire blanket was broken!

The smoke in the room, was soon suffocating him. The flames were getting closer and closer to him. The room started to spin, and he could feel himself falling forward. Laying flat on the ground he could only hear the flames as the licked the ground closing in on him.

Was this the end?

"Kuya!-" Who was that?

"I need you to flare your spiritual pressure Byakuya!"

What was spiritual pressure? He was only 5, how could he do that?

"Foolish boy, are you going to let yourself die here?" The voice he heard was deep, like his fathers, but unlike the other voice he could hear it clearly like it was right next to him.

I don't want to die...

"Then do as I say and picture the wind is blue. Now make that blue wind come together, forming a ball in your hands."

He closed his eyes, feeling the heat behind them, doing as the voice told him to do. He hissed in pain, the flames had finally gotten to him.

I'm gonna die...

He then felt weightlessness, the space around him was moving, and was considerably cooler then it was before.

"Don't die on me kid. Hey you need to open your eyes for me, you did a good job at letting me know where you were." It was the lady from before. He opened his eyes to see her red ones. Ash, had been smeared on her face and in her hair. She smiled at him,"Good job! Now just stay put while I take care of the fire." She put him down on the safe ground. Turning her back to him, he could see the three marks on her haori to signify the 3rd Squad. Then the water from the pond next to the house was following her arm movements. Landing on the flames, drenching the house in the liquid.

As fast as it started it was over. Making sure there were no more flames, she came back over to him.

"Did the voice in you head tell you what to do?"

He nodded.

"Have you ben having dreams? Where someone is calling your name but you can't hear theirs?"

Another nod.

"Byakuya! Captain Skywalker!" They turned to see his father and the old man running towards them. He was soon scooped up by his father, who was clutching him tightly.

"Thank you, so much Captain. Byakuya what do you say?"

The boy turned and looked at her. "Thank you miss...?"

She smiled at the boy, clasping her hands behind her back. " From today on, you will be addressing me as Master Skywalker."

Yamamoto's jaw dropped. "AFTER ALL THAT FIGHTING AND DEBATING YOU ACCEPT JUST LIKE THAT?!"

She rolled her eyes, " That was before I knew he was this far advanced. He's been having the dreams, and I wouldn't be surprised that this fire started because he was hungry."

Byakuya's face turned a deep shade of red. "I'm sorry Tou-san!" He started to cry.

He was taken from his fathers arms, opening his eyes the lady had lifted him into the air, and his tears were now falling on her face. "Ne? Why are you crying? No one was hurt, or died. The house can be fixed, and you just got yourself the best master in the whole Soul Society!" Her smile never faltered, and was becoming contagious to him. He smiled back at her.

" Thank you, Master Skywalker."

"Oh, don't thank me yet, you're in for one hell of a ride boy!"

Renji looked at the very irritated Captain.

"Captain Kuchiki?"

Daggers were very clear in his eyes, as he glared at his ex-mentor.

"I'll kill you Skywalker." She only smiled and rolled her eyes.

"You said that after the first time we trained on your stanima, and I'm still kicking!"

Yamamoto was enjoying his tea, he had no paperwork to do, Angel was off pestering someone else. There wasn't any attacks from any enemy. Yes all was good, all was peaceful-

"I"LL DESTROY YOU WHERE YOU STAND SKYWALKER!"

Followed by buildings being destroyed, and all he saw was a flash of gold followed by a swarm of cherry blossom petals.

"Haha, lets see you try Byaku-chan! Catch me if you can!"

The glass in his hand shattered.

"SKYWALKER LEAVE KUCHIKI ALONE!"

" BRING IT OLD MAN!"

The next day Renji sat in the office by himself.

Where was his Captain or his new favortie companion?

Well...they were repairing the buldings that they destroyed the previous day.

Together.

With no one elses help. They managed to destroy almost a third of the Seiretei.

He sighed. Atleast things weren't borning.

Me: Whoop, done! :D I intend for this to be a one shot but i might make an actual story so this could make more sense. cause I know it does in my head but maybe not in others..

Byakuya: I would not have done that as a child.

Angel: Um...to bad you did.

Me: Well while they have a stare down -glancing at the two as they compete in a staring contes-t please review :D

Byakuya: YOU CHEATED! ILL KILL YOU! SCATTER SEN-

Me: NO! NOT IN MY ROOM!