Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Bleach is owned by Tite Kubo/Shonen Jump. I do own OC's and plot.

Author's Note: I am so sorry for the wait. I had the flu, and midterms are coming up at school. Despite my heavy plate, I made sure I had some time to write. I really hope you all like this chapter. I finally wrote a Kaien pov chapter, and I'm exploring his character like where he stands in this fan fic. Will he help Hisana and Hansuke in their quest of restoring time or will he remain a loyal follower to Ayahiko and help him rule the multi-universe? Comment below of what you think he will do, and who will win? (Read the end of chapter to get that last question)

Thank you again to those who are reading and commenting this fanfic. It is greatly appreciated. :) Also, let me know in the reviews how I am doing, and who or what would you guys like to see next. I'll try my best to fit them in the plot :) P.S: The song paired with this chapter is "Nothing to be Explained" or "Torn Apart" from the Bleach OST. and sorry for the horrid grammar, I really just wanted to get this chapter posted before another week goes by XD

Title Chapter: Bitter Reunions: Kaien's Pov

Kaien's Pov:

It takes a lot of perseverance to make a name for yourself, especially, with a reputation like mine. My name is Kurosaki Kaien; I'm 19 years old, former vice captain of the thirteen court guard squads, and now I'm the Captain of the Royal Guard in the Emperor's court. My job entitles to look over the rest of the soldiers and do what my emperor commands without question. Both were essential, but there was another task of great importance that will always come first.

The safety of my little sister.

Yes, Ayahiko knows this is my one and only weakness. In exchange for my bound loyalty, all I asked in return was to keep her out of harm's way. Seeing her in this fragile state, wasn't the idea I had in mind, but I think it was the best idea so far.. Slowly but surely, it made me feel like a villain especially when she started crying.

I would feel better if she was crying over me, that I, her older brother kaien was indeed alive and well. But no, she was crying over a boy. I should feel relieved because it was just Hansuke, but still I felt greatly offended and slightly irritated. I wasn't the only one. Across the table in one of Las Noches vast bedrooms, Ayahiko sat with his arms crossed.

I glared at him. For the record, this is your fault. I told him through our psych connection. When I pledge myself to him, and created this link. We don't know how or why, but it was useful.

Ayahiko looked at me then back at Hisana who was now sniffling and wiping her tears as she sat on a tall salt shaker. What? I told her the truth! He replied. The way I see it, is that she should thank me.

I sighed, inching my hand a bit closer to her. "There, there, Hisana…" I said in comfort, but my shaking tone told I was nervous. "No need to cry. "

My hand casted a great shadow over her body. She stopped sniffing at the sight of my shadow and cranked her head up to gaze at me. "Do. not. Touch. ." She said sternly.

I slammed my hand flat beside my plate. "Imposter!? I'm your brother!" I yelled in anger which made her wince in pain and fall off.

"Hisana!" I reached out to grab her, but Ayahiko caught her before she hit the table. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," I said much quieter.

"Are you okay, Hisana?" He asked her softly as he gazed down at her minuscule figure in his palm.

"Other than my headache and the fact I'm literally the size of a thumb, I'm just peachy. I'm a freakin Captain of the thirteen court guard squads, dammit! As a prisoner of war, I should be treated with respect! Not be turned into a doll!" " She grumbled, attempting to stand in his palm, but fell on her butt thanks to her sprained ankle. Ayahiko turned his head to the side, trying to conceal his laughter as did I for seeing my strong headed little sister in this helpless state was adorable. Even, I couldn't take her statement seriously.

Ayahiko gently placed Hisana back on the table. "I did it at your brother's request, so nothing personal, princess. Also, I'm...I'm sorry for scaring you earlier. I just wanted you to know the truth about Hansuke."

I sat in my seat shocked to hear an apology from was known to be cold, distant, and unforgiving. But in my sister's presence, there was a hint of kindness in his eyes, and softness in his sounded like he was truly apologetic. Then again, he and Hisana have a history. Also, it was just the three of us in this room.

"And what of your truths?" Hisana asked, treading carefully. "Where you ever going to tell me about any of this, or did you use me for your own agenda?Did our relationship mean nothing to you?!"

My eye twitched. "R-Relationship?" I breathed, crossing my arms and glaring at him.

What does she mean by this? I asked.

It's a long story. He replied nervously as he pushed back his chair and stood up. "Hisana, this is not the time nor the place to discusses our…He said in a dismissive tone as he looked at me and glanced away . "past. Besides, Kaien has waited five long years to have this reunion. I do not wish to rob him of this time than I already have. Now if you'll excuse me, I have vital business to attend to."

"That person you've conjured is not my brother!" She countered, pointing behind her. She walk to the edge, attempting to stop him.

I frowned. "But I am Kaien…" I whispered in a hurt tone.

She sharply turned towards me. "Don't you dare speak that name!" She yelled furiously. "You may have my brother's body and voice, but you are not him! My brother is dead! I saw his bloody mangled corpse; I watched him being buried six feet under! " Her voice cracked as tears started to stream down her face.

My heart broke, more like shattered into a million milion pieces. I pictured a very different reaction, but all I got in return was a bitter reunion. Deep down, I knew I shouldn't blame her. If I was in her position, I would deny it too. I guess that's how our great Uncle Kaien Shiba felt when he saw my mother. Then again, he was a hollow with the intention of killing her. My only intention was to make her understand that I'm alive..

But how? I pondered. How can I make her understand that I'm me and not an imposter she claims I am.

Tell her your story. Ayahiko suggested. Perhaps that will clarify the confusion in her heart.

And if it doesn't?

"Kentaro!" He called behind him. At his beck and call, the twin appeared from soul king knows where and was on his knees behind him, bowing.

"You called, majesty." He replied.

"Revert the effects on our little prisoner." Ayahiko ordered in a coy tone.

"But, majesty!" Kentaro protested. "She'll escape!"

My little sister scoffed. "What a horrid accusation, Kentaro!" She cried dramatically. "I'm hurt that you would even think that." She placed a hand over her head. "All I want is a hot shower, food, specially ramen, and fresh clothes. Maybe a first aid kit to find something to wrap my sprained ankle in. It hurts terribly when I stand. "

"Don't play innocent with me, Kurosaki. I can see the lies written all over your tiny face!" He growled.

"Is this any way to treat a lady?" She huffed. " I thought you had better manners."

"You're no lady!" Kentaro sneered. "You're a monster!"

"Oooh, I see what this attitude is all about. You're still upset that I whooped you and your sister's ass?" She smirked, flashing teeth.

He slammed his fist on the table, causing her to stumble and land ungracefully on the table.

"Ow!" Hisana cried holding her ankle then glared up at Kentaro. "You jerk! Pick on someone your own size, better yet, make me normal so I can kick your ass again!"

I stood up and flash stepped to the other side of the table and stood between them. "Alright, here's what we are going to do. Kentaro, make Hisana back to normal-"

"What! No!" He protested.

"Kentaro," Ayahiko warned.

Kentaro shut his mouth, so that I could finish my sentence. "Hisana, Ayahiko will grant you your normalcy on one condition."

"And what's that?" She asked.

"If either of us sees one toe out of line, you'll be shrunk back an inch smaller."

"Hmmm," Hisana muttered as she took moment to think it over. "No deal."

I blinked. "You want to stay this way?"

"Hell no, but I know the moment you turn me back. You're going to tell me a sob story of how you're my "brother". Thing is, I still won't believe you. I also know the powers Ayahiko possess, and I'm not to keen of having him inside my head. Don't deny it, it was your second idea."

Ayahiko raised his hands. "I didn't say anything."

"No, but you were thinking it."

"So, what do you propose?" I asked. "What can I do to prove my identity?"

A feline smile curled around her lips. "Battle me." She declared.

I cracked out a nervous laughter. "A battle? Like what a pokemon battle?" I recalled Hisana's favorite virtual reality video game where you can actually be a pokemon trainer, travel throughout kanto to Alola region and challenge people they did in the anime. "Now, you're being silly. I hope you don't have a fever, you're absolutely delirious."

"No!" She objected, though the familiar gleam in her eye said otherwise." You know what I mean, imposter. It's the only way I'll know you are indeed: Kurosaki Kaien. If you win, I'll do what you say. If I win, you'll have to do what I say. As my brother use to say: actions speak louder than words."

I looked away, scowling. Damn my infinite words of wisdom.

"You chicken?" Hisana pressed.

"No, no. I accept, however, it is not my place to authorize this challenge." I replied, turning to Ayahiko who stared at Hisana. She stared right at him back. The two having what looked like a mental conversation.

"Very well, have your tournament." Ayahiko permitted with a wave. "Kentaro, if you please."

Kentaro groaned a 'yes, master' and pulled out his zanpakuto. He pointed the blade at Hisana as green tinted outlined her form, and then in a swift backwards motion. Hisana fell forward and was back to normal size. Ayahiko caught her from falling face first on the floor by extending his arm and caught her on her torso.

After he leaned her back, Hisana muttered a quiet thanks and stood on her own. She studied me then quickly looked away. "Why the sudden change of heart?" She asked Ayahiko. "You could have easily said no."

Ayahiko shrugged. "True, but seeing the kurosaki siblings battling each other?" He grinned, a twinkle in his eye. "That's a once in a lifetime experience, and I wonder who will be the victor."

The moon rose higher in the night skies of Hueco Muendo, illuminating the outdoor arena in a white iridescent glow, (which really was massive courtyard) but the details weren't important right now.

What was important is that I had two choices in front of me: Should I deliberating allow Hisana to win? She was miserable in that minuscule state, however if I do that, she might ask to leave and I'll never see her again. So, I have to win right?

Hisana stood on the opposite side of the courtyard, keeping her shoulder back and head held high. Her long black hair pinned up in a high ponytail as a couple strands of hair outlining her heart shaped face. One of those strands between her eyes were orange.

Did she dye that strand in my memory? I wondered.

Seeing her carry herself in pride and honor and wearing the white haori on her, signifying her Captain status made appear older in my eyes. For the teenage girl standing before, ready to battle me with such fire in her eyes was not the shy, little girl who once hid behind me and cried for my help.

Ayahiko along with his father and other speculators that were mostly the espada surrounded us. I could see bets were taking place between Kentaro and Kohana and Gin- did he bring snacks? I took a second glance and indeed, the mischief former captain had small bucket of popcorn in his hands.

You really had to bring everyone? I glance to Ayahiko as I spoke through our mental channel.

I wasn't lying. Ayahiko replied. It is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Plus, father was most curious. Gin was in the room when I told him if I could borrow this space. If anyone is to blame, it's him.

Let's just get this over with. I grumbled.

Ayahiko stood from his chair that was next to Aizen's taller chair. A makeshift throne to make sure everyone knows who's really in charge.

"The rules are simple!" He exclaimed to the eager crowd of hollows. "The first to fall loses the match! Are the participants ready?"

"I hope you're ready to lose, imposter." She said me, drawing her zanpakuto as she took a stance. Both hands gripped on her pommel of her katana blade. "You're gonna regret taking my brother's name."

I sighed, "Is there any other way to make you see the truth?"

"Defeat me, and maybe I'll listen." She stubbornly replied.

I took a deep sigh, taking my own stance and drew my zanpakuto. "If you say so."

Ayahiko raised his arm, "In three...two.."

I'm sorry, Hisana. Forgive me. I said with sadden eyes.

"one….begin!" Ayahiko cried, thrusting his hand down.

I charged, trying not show I was being emotionally torn apart.