Useless Notes: After going with his Uncle Tousen to work, Wonderweiss decides that he wants to grow up and be a cop just like his Uncle.

Disclaimer: Bleach doesn't belong to me and neither does the song Stay Beautiful. They belong to Kubo Tite and Diggy-Mo.

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Shining Velocity

4. When I grow up…

Wonderweiss had always wanted to become a cop. The responsibility of putting the criminals in jail, the adventure the job provided, and even that sense of power that came along with the badge- all of it seemed so exciting. Or at least, that's how his Uncle's friends had put it.

His wonder with the world of cops and robbers had started when his Uncle Tousen Kaname brought him along to his office.

"We weed out the bad from the good," his Uncle Tousen had explained as soon as they arrived outside his office. "We follow the path of justice and we protect the innocent from the guilty. If we do our job correctly, the innocent will be able to sleep peacefully at night while the guilty get the punishment due them."

"Hey Tousen-san," a smiling white-haired man approached the two. "Who's the kid?'

"Ichimaru," Tousen greeted, tipping his hat toward the newcomer. "This is my nephew, Wonderweiss. His mother insisted I bring him along with me today."

"Eh," his smile widened, if that was even possible. "Sounds interestin'. An' he's kinda cute too. Hey there, lil' fella." He lowered himself and gave a little wave.

Wonderweiss stared up at Ichimaru Gin and looked back at his Uncle Tousen.

"Huh," Gin drew back and straightened himself, a bit disappointed with his lack of reaction. "Doesn't say much, does he?"

Tousen shrugged. "He's just shy."

And then suddenly, the door behind them opened. A brown-haired man looked out and glanced at the two men. "You two could have just entered, you know. The door was unlocked."

Gin chuckled a bit. "But Cap'n," he paused and turned to Tousen. "Ol' Tousen-san here brought his nephew along for a lil' show an' tell. He's kinda cute too."

"It's not for show and tell," Tousen frowned. "I already told you-"

"I know, I know," Gin sang and waltzed into the room. "Geez Tousen-san, yer no fun."

Tousen sighed and led Wonderweiss into the room after him. "This is Aizen Sousuke. Aizen-sama, this is my nephew, Wonderweiss."

"Come on now, Kaname, there's no need for formalities here," Aizen looked down and smiled at him. "Nice to meet you, Wonderweiss."

Wonderweiss stared back up at him and caught sight of the label on the door. Aizen Sousuke and Partners.

"That's right," Aizen followed his gaze and closed the door behind them. "The three of us work together here."

"An' it's tons fun workin' with these two," Gin remarked from his table, his coat off and his feet already resting comfortably on his desk. "Not t'mention the job's darn great too."

"We protect the town by catching criminals and putting them in jail," Tousen said, taking off his hat and settling down at his desk. "And like I told you outside, we do this only in the name of justice."

"Justice, huh?" Gin asked, picking up a nearby newspaper. "I jus' do this for the thrill." He scanned the first page quickly, then turned to the next page. "An' maybe for the money too," he added as an afterthought.

Aizen shook his head. "Justice, adventure, money… The motives don't matter. As long as we carry out our duties faithfully, then our goals have been achieved."

Tousen nodded, while Gin gave a little laugh. "That's the Cap'n for ya."

Wonderweiss looked around, his gaze landing on a gun on Tousen's table. He cocked his head to the side and picked up the gun slowly. And just like what he saw in the movies, he wrapped his fingers around the handle and pointed the muzzle towards Gin.

"Woah, woah, woah!" Gin yelled out in surprise, the smile disappearing from his face. "Tousen-san, yer kid's holdin' yer gun!" He leapt out of his chair and pointed to Wonderweiss.

"I already told you, Gin," Tousen said with a sigh. "He's not my kid; he's my nephew." And he took the gun from Wonderweiss slowly.

"Yeah, yeah, sure," Gin muttered, scratching his head. "That's one creepy kid you got there, Tousen-san. I can see where he got those creepy genes from."

"I'll be taking that as a compliment, then." Tousen frowned again and sat down on his chair. Gin gave a small grunt of annoyance and settled down into his chair again once Wonderweiss wasn't holding the gun anymore.

"Now, now you two," Aizen stepped in and borrowed the gun from Tousen. "This is no time to be fighting, especially in front of the child. He just wants to know what this does."

Tousen turned Wonderweiss. "That was a gun," he explained. "We shoot our enemies with it if they get too out of hand."

"An' sometimes, we use 'em if they don't give us what we want," Gin chuckled lightly, forgetting his argument with Tousen. "Like information or cash."

"He's right," Tousen nodded. "Guns are very useful if you get into this line of work. Although I try to use them sparingly; I don't approve of bloodshed and so should you."

Wonderweiss looked up interestedly at the gun in Aizen's hand, his eyes not betraying his amazement and wonder. Aizen noticed this and smiled. "There now, see. Now we've done the rest of the world a favor by converting this boy to work with us in the name of the common good."

"Ain't we noble saints," Gin laughed. "When this kid gets to my age, I bet he'll be creepier'n he is now."

Aizen turned back to Wonderweiss. "So you want to work just like your uncle, huh?"

He paused and nodded slowly.

"Excellent." Aizen smiled and turned to Tousen. "You should be proud of your nephew, Kaname. His unselfishness is showing."

"I am," Tousen nodded. "I think this is the first time he's shown actual interest in anything." He looked down at Wonderweiss and gave him his badge to look at.

"Uh, Cap'n," Gin's voice came from his desk. "Somethin' just came over on the police band." He held up his pair of headphones and fiddled a bit with the radio. "Looks like our favorite drug lord's actin' up again."

Aizen shrugged. "So? He's already paid us enough last week to leave him alone for two months." He went over to his own desk and picked up his cup of coffee. "Call me again once you find something interesting."

"Ah, that's right." Gin slapped his head lightly. "Must'a slipped my mind, Cap'n. Did I tell you I didn't like this guy?"

"You already have," Tousen answered. "Numerous times."

"That's right, I did." Gin huffed. "Doesn't deserve the money he earns, if ya ask me."

Aizen chuckled. "Well, so do we, in case you forgot." He sipped his coffee. "The only difference between him and us is, we're being backed up by the law."

Gin smirked and turned to Wonderweiss. "Y'know kiddo, y'should hurry up an' get older already. Yer missin' out on so much fun here at the office."

Wonderweiss only stared at him.

"Oh that's right," he muttered. "I forgot you didn't talk." Gin went back to his radio and perked up suddenly.

"Oh Cap'n," he sang. "There's somethin' in here y'might find interestin'." Aizen turned, waiting for his announcement. "Someone's reported a sightin' of the guy who robbed the mayor last week."

Aizen raised an eyebrow. "And?"

"I do believe you don't know each other yet."

Aizen smiled. "Why Gin, I do believe you're learning quickly," he said, much to Gin's delight. "Come on you two, let's see if this man wants to go to jail or not."

Gin almost jumped straight out of his chair and put on his coat. "Oh boy," he said excitedly. "Looks like Christmas's comin' early again this year."

"If he has the money, that is," Tousen replied and got his badge back from Wonderweiss. "Wonderweiss, you stay here and-"

"Aw let the kid come, Tousen-san," Gin grinned. "So he gets a feel of the job, y'know."

Tousen turned to Aizen, who nodded. "Bring him along, Kaname. He might learn a thing or two with us outside."

"All right then," he sighed. "Let's go then, Wonderweiss."

Wonderweiss looked up in what could be a look of excitement. He got up from his chair and holding Tousen's hand, followed them outside. He looked up again at Gin, who was polishing his badge and at Aizen, who was loading his gun. His Uncle Tousen meanwhile, was adjusting his coat and hat.

Making friends with the different hoodlums lurking around in the streets, living on the fear people had for you and bringing home paychecks that looked like Christmas bonuses… Being a cop just like his Uncle and his friends seemed so much fun.

By the time he got home with his Uncle, Wonderweiss had already decided: He was going to be a cop. And not just any ordinary cop, but a cop just like his Uncle and his friends.

He was going to earn lots of money and make it big on the streets.

He was going to be a cop.

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A/N: Being a dirty cop just like his Uncle Tousen and Friends obviously isn't the way to go for Wonderweiss, but what's a kid to do, eh?