Of Birthdays and Siblings
~Of the Chosen~

A brush flipped in Shinji's hand as he looked at his list, frowning as he did so. He leaned on one hand and he wasn't in a good mood. "Nee... Hirako Taicho."

The man glanced up to see his fukutaicho looking at him as she played with her fingers. "I take it that your still wanting to go." A smile spread on her face and she opened her mouth to thank him, only to have him interrupt her and wave her off. "The answer is still no. When your around your little brother you're way to distracted."

"But I've got to go rescue him!"

"Hitsugaya Taicho doesn't need rescuing. He can very well take care of himself." The man tapped his papers, his decision finally made. He thought back to when Yamamoto had summoned him to his office and his small fukutaicho followed on his heels like a little lost puppy. While this behavior was cute in little kids, he found that it was one of those things about his fukutaicho that annoyed him.

"I want you to send messages to the fukutaicho of the sixth, ninth and thirteenth divisions and the third and fifth seat of the eleventh division." The man stood up. "I'll be meeting them at the gate."

Momo's eyes grew wide and her mouth formed into a pout. "Please?"

"No. I expect them to meet me at the gate within the next half-hour or I'll be leaving without them. And no... forgetting to send a message to one of them or doing something to prevent them from arriving in time will not open up a spot for you on my team. I want you taking care of the paperwork until I get back."

The small female moved over to her desk to write the messages. "Shiro-chan goes everywhere with his fukutaicho."

"Shiro-chan's relationship with his fukutaicho isn't just professional while ours is." Shinji added a whine to his tone, mocking her. He then changed tones. "Seriously though, each captain has a different relationship with their fukutaicho. You and I still need to get used to each other. So please knock off the complains. It is nauseating and unfitting of someone who is supposed to be a fukutaicho."

The man headed to the gate and was soon joined by those he selected. He turned towards them, frowning as he did. "Officially Hitsugaya Taicho has been labeled a traitor... again." He stuck a finger in his ear and began to roll his eyes. "Our job is to capture him and the Quincy that is with him. We are to avoid killing them."

"Exactly why am I here?" Ikkaku let out an irritated sound.

"That's because having you along will make things interesting and I get your partner as well." The man let out a deep sigh, before turning to head through the gate. They found themselves appearing over Karakura Town and he glanced over at Ichigo's house. "Spread out and see what you can discover. Feel free to beat up any Hollow you meet Madarame. It will make our job easier."

He then found himself heading over to Kurosaki's household to speak with the substitute. He landed on the windowsill and knocked. A small lion stuffed animal came to the window and pressed his face against the window. While this was amusing, he found himself knocking again. The lion slid the window open.

"What do you want. If you're looking for Hitsugaya Taicho, he isn't here." The lion spoke up, glaring at the Viazard."

Shinji found himself shaking his head as he slipped into the room. It was right then that Ichigo came into his room. The orange haired teen at first didn't notice that a stranger in his room, but his head suddenly jerked up and his eyebrow began to twitch. "Seriously... what is it with you guys and not being able to use the front door?"

The man simple stared at him. "I'm looking for Hitsugaya Taicho and someone who was with him."

"I don't know anything so you might as well move on and look elsewhere. I have homework to do and hunting down Hollows chews a chunk out of my school work." Ichigo sat down and leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling.

"I didn't tell Kon who he was looking for, but he knew I was looking for Hitsugaya."

The substitute suddenly got up and grabbed the plushie mod, pulling on the creatures face. "Kon! Seriously!"

It was then that a small figure came through the window. "Ichigo, I need to tell you... oh! Hirako Taicho."

"Yo!" Shinji held up a hand. "Apparently we have the same idea."

Rukia glanced at Ichigo and then back towards the taicho, before hiding her hands behind her back. Ichigo let out a deep sigh. "Seriously though... Toshiro isn't here and even if he was I wouldn't let you haul him back to Soul Society with whoever this friend of his is."

It was then that everyone felt a fluctuation of rieatsu and Shinji glanced up, frowning. "So we have more Quincy."

"More Quincy? Seriously... I was very sure Uryu was the last one, and then Toshiro comes waltzing in here with that sister of his and he tells me he is a hybrid. So I shouldn't be surprised that there are more, but don't you think that Toshiro and his sister might be in danger not just from you guys, but them too?"

"Hey... we don't have an order to kill him, just to apprehend him." The Soul Phone went off and he snapped his phone open. "Ahh... hello Yumichika."

"I arrived at the site, but whoever was here was gone. I saw someone hauling of that friend of Ichigo's, but they are one compared to the many and wasn't part of the group we picked up. I would have given chase, but our job is to find Hitsugaya Taicho."

"Kurosaki's Quincy friend was knocked unconscious. That is an interesting turn of events. We'll meet up at Urahara's in order to discuss the situation." Shinji snapped his phone shut. "Well, apparently that group of Quincy just kidnapped Hitsugaya Taicho. They've taken him and his sister back to where they've been hiding this whole time. Or... he could in fact have gone willingly. He doesn't feel like he belongs with us anymore."

"Is that second part his fault?" Ichigo snapped the words out. "You should know what being a hybrid is like and the prejudices that it involves."

"Look... I get why the kid took off like he did. We have no control over the forty-six." Shinji spoke up. "That's possibly also why Yamamoto choose me. If his sister wasn't a Quincy he would likely have not run from us."