Saria: (grins) I feel inspired!

Tori: That's great! Cinnamon stick?

Zas: Don't mind if I do! (grabs two)

Saria: Hey! Those are mine!

SA: You're feeling inspired, so write.

Saria: Alright, but can you UNTIE ME FIRST?! (still tied to the chair)

zzzzzzzzzz

Ichigo grinned as he wandered onto the training field and glanced over at where the swordsmanship class was happening. The arrancar that were present for it were mostly lower ranking ones with the exception of the ninth Espada, Aaroniero. The boy's grin widened as he remembered training with that one in the past, he was a bit slow and others liked to pick on him but he seemed alright to him.

The arrancar who was running the drills was surprised to see him but didn't try to stop him when he joined the line-up next to Aaroniero, who gave a rather quick sideways look to see if Aizen, Halibel, Ulquiorra, Gin, or Stark were nearby.

"Weren't you supposed to be somewhere?" Aaroniero asked once he insured the coast was clear. He really didn't want the kid near him if anyone were to show up.

"I was with Noitora but Tesla pushed me out when he started on a subject he called "The birds and the bees". Then he declared Tesla a girl and I think they started doing the birds and bees."

Aaroniero froze in the middle of the drill as that image flew threw his mind. Then, just because his imagination decided he hadn't been tortured enough, it coughed up an image of what any off-spring those two would have if either were capable of it.

"A kid from Noitora and Tesla, that's a scary thought," he muttered. Ichigo's ears proved to be sharp enough to pick up on his comment.

"A kid? They're going to have a kid?"

"Uh…"

"So, the birds and bees is where babies come from?" the orange haired terror asked.

"Uh…"

"So how does the birds and bees work?" the child continued, unaware that the entire class had stopped and were staring. "Noitora said it involves girls and is fun."

"Uh…" Aaroniero glanced around at the rest of the class, praying for someone who could help.

"Come on, where do babies come from?" Ichigo demanded as he realized that his questions weren't being answered.

"Uh…" Aaroniero's eyes finally fell on someone who was sure to help. "Ask him!" Aaroniero declared as he grabbed Rudobone who had been teaching the swordsmanship class.

"You're in a better position to explain this!" Rudobone yelled after the retreating Espada.

"Well I'm delegating this task to you!" the fish-tank headed Espada shouted back.

"So where do babies come from?" Ichigo asked the executioner.

"Uh…" Rudobone looked around at the class of arrancar who chose then to break ranks and run for it. "GET BACK HERE!" the executioner screamed as he chased after the various arrancar.

"HEY! I still want to know where babies come from!"

"I'm in the department of ending life," Rudobone shouted back. "The science of how life starts is better explained by a woman!"

"But mom is away!" Ichigo shouted back then angrily stomped as he thought of someone else who could explain this quandary to him.

Szayel glared at his image in the mirror. He had had to create a new fraccion and devour it in order to get his hair to grow back, unfortunately that didn't include his eyebrows. The hairs that had begun to grow there were so short right now that they pointed straight out rather than taking the shape he had so carefully refined them to.

A knock on the door drew his attention and he turned to go see who it was. At least they had the decency to actually knock. Who he found at the door almost made him slam it shut again.

"Hey, I asked Aaroniero where babies come from but he brought Rudo to explain but he ran away and said a woman was better suited to tell me."

"Then why are you here?" Szayel gritted even as his own heart began to pick up.

"Well, you look a lot like a woman and they said it was science," the brat reasoned.

"Wasn't there anyone else?" Szayel demanded as his eye twitched in irritation.

Ichigo shook his head. "Noitora tried to tell me but Tesla stopped him and they started to do the birds and bees."

"WHAT?!" Now Szayel was very interested, maybe he should have seen this coming though. Noitora seemed so intent to kill just about everything, Tesla being one of the few who survived being around him for any extent of time that wasn't an Espada. Come to think about it, Noitora did seem too interested in women sometimes, like he was compensating or covering up for something.

"So, are you going to tell me or not?" Ichigo demanded, his voice drawing the scientist from his reverie.

"I… I… I'm busy! And that question is more medical than science!" Szayel shouted as he shoved his door closed again after pushing the child back into the hallway.

"Medical?" a shout came from the other side of the door but the pink haired scientist chose to ignore it in favor of heading back to his lab for a beaker of acid to hopefully burn the images he now had popping through his head out.

Ulquiorra was starting to feel more like himself though he was still confined to the medical ward. At least he wasn't terrified that the tone deaf harpies from that horrifying place in the human world were going to jump out from either under his bed or around the corner anymore.

Groaning, he leaned back on the pillow of his bed and picked up the book given to him by one of the medics on how to deal with anxiety.

"Hey, Orra!"

Ulquiorra ripped the book in half on accident as he threw his hands up to stare at the brat. "What do you want?" he asked in as level a voice as he could manage.

"How are babies made?"

If the book hadn't already been destroyed, it would have been right then as Ulquiorra stared at the child and his energy temporarily went out of control. Where was Gin when he was needed?!

"Hey, Orra, you okay?" the brat asked when he noticed the scorch marks next to the Espada's hands. He grinned when the other nodded. "So, where do babies come from?"

"Aizen-sama!" Ulquiorra screamed as he attempted to escape the bed. He was a warrior, an Espada, a high class hollow, and he was not prepared for these sorts of questions!

"Ulquiorra-sama! Please calm down!" a medical attendant cried when she saw the Espada struggling against the restraints they had used to keep him still during his earlier episodes.

"I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHERE BABIES COME FROM!" Ichigo screamed at Ulquiorra who seemed to seize at just the prospect of explaining such a topic.

"Please calm down!" the nurse cried as Ulquiorra seemed to go into cardiac arrest before turning to Ichigo. "I think you should leave for right now."

"But I haven't gotten an answer yet!"

"I'm sure that Aizen-sama will answer any question you have," the nurse reassured as she pushed him gently towards the door.

"So, once Ichigo returns to full size we'll have a better idea of what our forces will be for the invasion," Aizen continued. "Even if we can't use him in the fights, we should have more than enough power with Stark, Barragan, and Halibel."

"I'm sure Ichi-chan will be just fine," Gin informed him with a grin as a knock came on the door.

"Who would interrupt us?" Aizen asked as the three heads turned towards the door.

"Father? You in there?" a voice called and Aizen's brow lifted in confusion.

"Weren't you supposed to stay with Noitora today, Ichigo?" Aizen asked as he moved over to the door and cracked it open. "What is it that you need?"

"I have a question."

"What would that be, and please be quick. Gin, Tousen, and I are very busy."

"Where do babies come from?"

Aizen stared at his son for a moment before shutting the door and running behind his throne. When he saw Gin begin to move towards the door, he grabbed the man's foot and dragged him back.

"What's wrong Aizen-sama?" the silverette asked.

"Don't go over there, he is asking the most evil question in existence."

"What would that be?" Tousen asked as confusion and worry rose in his chest. He had never witnessed Aizen act like this and it bothered him.

"He wants to know where babies come from!"

Gin and Tousen both went still for a moment and then Tousen was crouching alongside him behind the throne as Gin attempted to shove himself under it.

"What are we going to do?!" Gin asked his leader.

"We wait."

"For what?" Tousen demanded.

"Either for Halibel to come back and explain it to him, or for him to grow to an age where he has already received the talk."