My bad. I'd forggoten that Ichigo had mentioned her sisters in an earlier chap. Sorry.

"You're shockingly good with children," Toshinori said as he looked down at her while they walked down the street together. "Did you used to babysit some as a kid?"

"Actually, I helped to raise my baby sisters and my man-child of a father after my mom died."

"Really?" He asked, his eyes widening slightly in surprise before he said, "Oh! I'd forgotten that you mentioned you had sisters." He hadn't expected her to have helped to raise her siblings. Hell, he was startled to even recall that she had siblings, period. She'd hadn't talked about them thus far beyond mentioning them earlier on. So he couldn't help but be curious now that he remembered about them.

"What are they like? How old are they? Do you think that they'd like me? Wait...you said man-child father. What does that mean?" He asked in a bewildered tone.

"My sisters are twins, and four years younger than myself. Yuzu is a little lady, and like's lady-like activities. Cooking, sewing, chores and such. And Karin is a little tom boy who likes running around like a little hoodlum and being one of the boys. My dad has the mental and emotional maturity of a ten year old, and seemed to regress significantly after mom's death."

Toshinori couldn't help but cringe a little bit at how she described her father. The man sounded like he wasn't much of a father, and he couldn't help but wonder just how Ichigo grew up in the man's care. "Didn't you say that he did something with the government and military?" He asked in a puzzled tone.

"Yeah."

"And he was a man child?" His tone was slightly suspicious now.

"Yup, pretty much."

He got quiet for a moment before suddenly blurting out, "I don't know if I'm totally appalled or incredibly impressed. I mean, when you said that he did something with the government and military I imagined something...challenging. Like politics or even being a soldier-"

"He was a soldier. Or at least he certainly had training as one. He doesn't like politics overly much. Too many people with far too many questionable agenda's."

"Really? He had training as a soldier?" Toshinori asked incredulously.

"Yeah. Something like Delta Force training," Ichigo said with an amused smile. "He could go from a man child one second to flat out scary in under zero point two seconds under the right circumstances. Kisuke and he were old military buddies."

"You know, you've mentioned him several times before- but I still don't know who this Kisuke person is."

"He's the one that is totally to blame for the cat parts and the fact that I go into heat." Ichigo deadpanned and started to brush by him when she felt his hand wrap around one of her upper arms, pulling her to a stop. Turning her head, she looked at him curiously and found that he had a thunderous look on his face as he growled out in an dark tone.

"He's responsible? What about the other enhancements? Are those his fault too?"

She blinked at him, her mind trying to process the suddenly furious and enraged look on his face as something within her mind screamed out in warning, causing her to want to run. He must have noticed the freaked out look on her face before she could mask it, because he tightened his grip on her arm a tad.

It wasn't hard enough to hurt or even bruise her, not by a long shot. He'd have to have a lot of bone breaking force present in his grip to hurt someone like her any. But it was definitely forceful enough to make her put some actual effort forth just escape his grip. If she were to really try to escape anyways.

If, of course was the operative word here.

Hearing him growl something else, the fur on her tail bristled and stood on end as she suddenly found herself being man handled into a nearby alley. Where upon pushing her inside of it a little ways, he abruptly released her arm and took up an impressively intimidating stance in front of her with that same look on his face.

"Well, is he?" He asked again.

"Just for two of them." She replied in a hesitant tone, half expecting him to start yelling or something. But instead he simply gave her another incredulous look and echoed with a frown,

"Just two of them."

Ichigo wasn't sure what he was fishing for exactly.

Sure she could easily blame Kisuke for two of her enhancements, but they had been life saving operations that had stabilized her after Aizen had managed to get his hands on her while she'd been unconscious. And yes, she did totally blame him for the whole 'cat' parts and heat.

And though she wasn't overly fond of them, she had figured out why he had done them around the time she'd found out that she would be going into heat.

After all, when she'd gone to the doctor she had had to inform him about being injured when she was thirteen and how her organs had been badly damaged. And her previous doctor had told her that it would be incredibly difficult, if not impossible for her to ever even have children.

And knowing Kisuke like she did... The man had likely found out some how and decided to fix the problem the only way that he could think of. The whole cat ears and tail thing were probably just his way of tweaking her nose a little bit while trying to make her look less intimidating.

Or at least, she hoped that was the reason for the cat ears and tail.

Because he already had several strikes against him for the 'heat' crap and she really would geld him with a rusty, poison laced spoon if there was no reason whatsoever for the damned ears and tail. After all, did the man have any goddamned idea how traumatized she had been when her human ears had fallen off? She seriously doubted it.

"Just two of them." Toshinori said again, the wheels in his head turning furiously. The doctor at Might Tower hadn't specified how many modifications had been done on her exactly but from the man acted...it had been a significantly higher number than just two. "How many modification have been done on you? Do you know?"

Ichigo squeaked as he suddenly asked her this.

To be perfectly honest, she wasn't really sure how many times she'd been modified. She wasn't aware of all of the stuff done to her sometimes. She should be, but it was like her brain just tended to check out and refused to work right afterwards. That and she also seemed to lose lengths of time. She knew this because of the gaps here and there in her memory. So...she gave him a round about estimate.

"As far as I can figure, the number that I'm actually aware of is somewhere between six and eight." It wasn't an absolute uneducated guess. Nor was it a lie.

She watched his eyes widen in realization as he sputtered out in- was it outrage or disbelief?

"S-Six and e-eight?! Was whoever did the rest of the modifications absolutely insane?!" Ichigo didn't bother saying anything to his question because well...Aizen was probably one of the craziest motherfuckers she'd ever come across.

Crazier than Kenpachi and even Ikkaku. And they frigging hunted people for sport from time to time and killed them. But Aizen...he was a whole special brand of crazy that no one could touch. Even she couldn't match him.

And she was part Hollow!

Toshinori got weirdly quiet for a heartbeat or so before then sighing and running a hand through his hair in frustration before asking, "I'm assuming that Kisuke wasn't the only person who modified you. Who was the other one? And where can I find them?"

Stiffening slightly at the mere idea of Toshinori trying to go after Aizen, a low and threatening growl escaped her throat and she moved into his personal space, watching as he tried to stare her down in the same angry intimidating manner as before- and failed.

For some reason, her unblinking stare made him feel the need to back up and stay quiet. It wasn't so much because it was intimidating. But more because- she had the eyes of something that was more beast than human. A predator.

It was downright freaky, and yes, it did scare him a little bit.

"Look at me." She said, there was a strange duality to her voice that startled him a little bit. Almost as if there were another person speaking with her. Curious, he lifted his eyes to hers and nearly recoiled at the gold and black stare that locked with his own. His mouth went dry, and his heart picked up speed in his chest. The pounding of it was nearly painful from the many times his heat beat against his ribs in dread as she slowly said, "Aizen is my demon to slay. You aren't to go near him."

He slowly nodded his head and she let out a quiet huff as her eyes returned to normal and she blinked at him before then saying. "I won't have you trying to apprehend him Toshinori, he'd rip you to pieces and bathe in your blood just to hurt me. Now stop asking me about things that I hate speaking of and lets just go. I'm tired and I think I need to get some rest before I lose my temper."

He didn't say anything, merely nodded again and let her go ahead of him out of the alley before silently trailing along after her. He'd ask her about this later on. But only out of a sense of self preservation.