Byakuya no chisaihime

Disclaimer: I don't own bleach. I do own Reiko and the general plot. :D

Authors note: OMG! i'm so sorry for posting the wrong chapter!

"BYAKU-CHAN!!!" a voice two octaves too high and extremely bubbly announced as the pink hair fukutaichou bounded into the sixth division office, only to come to a sharp halt upon noting the raven haired girl sitting on the taichous knee, staring curiously at her.

"'tousan, who's she?" Reiko asked curiously, eyeing the figure that seemed to be around her age, only, she was in black robes. Did that make her a Shinigami?

"Kusaji Yachiru. She's the fukutaichou of the eleventh division," the elder Kuchiki explained wryly. He had always wondered what would occur when the two met. He just hoped it wasn't more chaos.

"Oh." Was Reiko's simple reply as her stormy grey eyes took in the figure for awhile before she slid off Byakuya's knee, and walked up to the fukutaichou.

"Hi, I'm Reiko. Why is your hair pink?" Reiko greeted bluntly with a smile.

"I'm Yachiru. And I don't know," Yachiru replied in an equally childish manner, but smiling as widely as Reiko as well while the taichou took in the interaction with interest. There was silence for awhile as the two small figures drank in each other, apparently attempting to come to a conclusion about each other.

"Do you like candy?" Yachiru asked seriously. Reiko's reply was a nod, gray eyes equally grave.

"Do you like rabbits?" Reiko interrogated, only to get another serious nod from the fukutaichou, before both beamed.

"Can you go and play?" Yachiru asked eagerly, having found what she considered a "soul mate".

"'tousan, can I?" Reiko pleaded a coy expression on her face. One which she knew her guardian would never and could never refuse.

"Go ahead. Be back at the manor by six," he dismissed casually, already returning to his paper work as the two small figures squeezed out the door, their small and light footsteps echoing softly down the corridor as they met the wooden floor.

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"KEN-CHAN, LOOK WHO I MET!!" the bubblegum pink fukutaichou yelled at the top of her lungs as she entered the eleventh division office at shunpo pace, Reiko being dragged behind her.

The scarred taichou barely glanced up from his sword which he was cleansing of dried blood. He was more than used by now to his small fukutaichou's habit of dragging the most random people into their office. Yet his brow rose slightly as his eyes drank in the small figure which was doubled over panting, and dressed in a normal yukata.

"Where'd ya find her?" Zaraki asked, rubbing the blade of his sword.

"This is Reiko! Byaku-chan's daughter! We're best friends!" Yachiru announced proudly to her taichou.

"Kuchiki's daughter? Who knew he had it in him…" Zaraki mused; the bells in his hair tinkling as he bent down to get a better look at the diminutive figure which was staring brazenly at him with gray eyes.

"So, what's a Kuchiki like ya doin here?" he asked, not entirely expecting an answer, if she were to be in anyway like his fukutaichou.

"Why do you wear bells in your hair juichibantaichou-san (eleventh division captain-san)? How do you put them on? Why don't they fall? Will you help me wear bells in my hair? Do you have purple ones?" Reiko asked in one breath, completely disregarding his previous question.

"Exactly like Yachiru," he sighed. "You can just call me Ken-Chan. Go play with Yachiru and don't bug me," he sent away boredly, turning his attention back to his sword.

"Ken-Chan! Will you take Reiko and me on a ride?" Yachiru asked, bounding around.

"Ken-Chan! Can I touch your sword? Why does it have so much blood on it? Why do you not have a lot of paperwork to do like tousan?" Reiko added, curiously tiptoeing to get a glance at the sharp blade. The taichou cursed as the tip of his blade cut his finger. He was never going to get any work done this way. With a grumble, he picked up the two small figures with ease, depositing them onto his shoulder.

"Two rounds around Sereitei only, okay Yachiru." He warned through gritted teeth before setting off at an untraceable pace amidst the joyous cheers of both children, and the soft jingling of his bells.

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It took more than two rounds to tire out the two hyperactive kids.

To be more exact, it took ten rounds before they were willing to get off, and let Yachiru bring Reiko around Sereitei, leaving Zaraki in peace to clean his sword. Of course, a tour around Sereitei by Yachiru could only comprise of so many things.

Like attacking Ikkaku's head with permanent pink markers, trying to get the two feathers off Yumichika's eyes, asking Hitsugaya about hair gel, offering him so much candy to the point where he even asked Matsumoto if she would just drag them to a pub and get them drunk, begging for an endless amount of candy from Jushirou Ukitake, painting Kurotsuchi's mask a cherry pink with bright yellow flowers and chappies, finding Yamamoto, and clinging on to his beard as he walked around.

It also compromised of drawing more lines on Renji Abarai, stealing Kira's hair gel, and giggling as he blindly chased them around the court of pure souls.

"'Tousan, I'm home!" Reiko announced proudly as she strode into her custodian's study room. The elder Kuchiki took a look at her…

…And almost gagged as he took in the dark black marker lines that adorned her forehead, zigzagging around. Her black hair that usually fell to her shoulder was spiked up explosively to resemble a certain taichou, and was tipped with amethyst bells.

"Reiko. What exactly did you do with Yachiru today?" he asked in a deathly quiet voice.

Reiko simply gave him a sheepish yet satisfied smile.

Authors note: YAY! This wasn't as fun, but I had to introduce her to Yachiru somehow. Review kaes