A/N: So first chapter was just to let us know why Soi Fon is here. This is where things start to get going. Again, no idea what I'm doing. Just going with the floooow.

I don't own Bleach (duuh)

-Show 'em what you got-

Standing at an incredibly short four feet eleven inches, Soi Fon obediently listened to the conversation going on in front of her.

To her left, a slouched old man was standing, leaning on a large cane. On her right, Kukaku, the woman who had adopted her into the family after being orphaned, stood smiling.

The three of them were outside; the sun was beating down on Soi Fon's face, agitating her. She couldn't see why they didn't just go inside the giant mansion, with air conditioning and chairs. No, instead they were standing behind the house, in an open field with the hot summer sun beating down on them.

The first to speak was the old man. He had a strong voice, even and decisive. "Who is this girl?"

Kukaku pat Soi Fon roughly on her shoulder, grinning wide. "Ahh let's just say she's a distant cousin of mine, Soi Fon. She's been under my care for awhile now." Resisting the urge to cut Kukaku's hand off right then and there, Soi Fon bowed with a light "Hello."

The man smiled and let out a hearty laugh. "Soi Fon huh? I didn't know you were related to the Fon family."

"Ahh between you and me gramps, I had to pull a few a strings to get this girl. I wasn't about to let those pompous asses turn her into a little corporate doll, ya'know?"

The man's eyes widened. "So you two aren't related by blood then?"

"Nope. I'm more of a family friend of the late Misses Fon. She made it clear that if anything happened to her or her husband, that Soi ended up in my care. No matter what."

"How noble of you."

Kukaku waved her hand. "Eh. Back to business, old man. This kid has talent I tell ya." She pointed her arm in front, making a gun with her hand. Squinting one eye she aimed towards the man's head and pulled down on the imaginary trigger.

"Bang. Right in the eye, every single time. Ten yards away? Twenty? Thirty? Shit the kid can hit a bird 500 yards away with a fuckin' arrow."

The man hardened his face and frowned. "Arrows? She uses arrows?"

"Oh no no no. I was just sayin', of course she knows how to use a gun just the same."

"How old is she."

"Ten."

"This isn't a daycare Kukaku."

"I never said it was."

"What kind of man would I be, to allow a child into this business? What kind of woman are you to even suggest such a thing?"

"A pretty dumbass man. Gramps, listen to me. I know, trust me, I know how shitty this makes me look, but this kid is a prodigy I tell ya! I'll show you! Look-"

Kukaku pulled a pistol out, that was hidden, somewhere, in her "shorts".

"Now just what are you doing-"

"Take this kid. Show the man what I'm talkin' about."

Soi Fon complied, grabbing the large gun into her small hands. Holding it steady, she searched for a suitable target, a seagull floating in a pond no more than twenty yards away.

Tuning out the old man's voice, which in her opinion was getting quiet annoying; she switched the safety off and squeezed the trigger, letting on the slightest smile. Now this, she enjoyed. Watching the bullet hit the target, instantly killing it with no blood splatter was perfect.

The bird instantly stopped moving, and tipped over. The noise from the shot had caused all the other birds nearby to flee away. All accept the one of course.

Kukaku let out a loud whoop and slapped the man hard in the back. "Woooh, what did I tell you Yamamoto! Look at that! Clean shot. Right through the eye."

Yamamoto stood, looking down at Soi Fon with wide eyes.

"Where did you learn to do that girl?" He asked in a serious tone.

Soi Fon looked up at him, straining her neck to make eye contact. Looking for a moment, she straightened her posture and spoke evenly. "Kaien Shiba."

Yamamoto studied Soi Fon's face for a moment, deep in thought.

"I see. Very well then." Old man Yamamoto turned back towards the large mansion, making his way to the patio while Kukaku stood back with Soi Fon.

"See that kid? The old man likes you."

Soi Fon sighed and shoved the gun back at Kukaku. "No thanks to your babbling. That's for certain."

Kukaku frowned, slipping the pistol back into her shorts. "You know you can be a real bitch sometimes right?"

Soi Fon grinned, "I learn from the best.", and began walking towards the patio as well.

"Damn right you did..." Kukaku grumbled while sauntering back with the other two.