Chapter Two:
Authors Note: Okay well, this is Chapter Two to Puppeteer. I know it was confusing last chapter, but I promise it will get better, and if it doesn't, I give you permission to beat me with a stick….Well maybe not, but you get the point. No summary, I tricked you.
Disclaimer: Does it really seem like I own Bleach and Harry Potter?
WARNINGS: Violence. Language. Yaoi. Rating Mature.
I forgot to say that most of it is supposedly in Japanese.
PUPPETEER
Dumbledore's Office: After the defeat of Lord Voldy
"You mean to tell me that your youngest son has somehow disappeared after the defeat of Voldemort?" Albus Dumbledore asked skeptically; eyeing the two Potters and miniature Potter with a critical eye. Said Potter family minus the baby Potter, twitched at the name "Voldemort", and shifted under the piercing stare.
"Did you get a new hat Albus?" James Potter said quickly, grasping at straws.
"Indeed I did. It was on sale! Apart from that where is young Harry Potter?" Dumbledore looked across the bridge of his nose at the sweating James Potter.
"Er…Not here?" James said uneasily; earning an incredulous look from his wife, Lily Potter. Baby Gideon Potter started to wail loudly causing his loving father to jump and curse loudly. Lily sent her husband a glare, and turned her murky green eyes to her old mentor.
"You see Albus, we were worried that Harry would grow up to be jealous of little Gideon; not to mention all the extra Deatheathers roaming around would be a hazard for his safety as he is the brother of the boy-who-lived. So we sent him to Petunia's with a letter explaining that she needed to watch after him for a little while and we would pay her and everything to take care of Harry to the best of her ability! She promised to!" Lily Potter said with earnest, James nodding quickly to everything that came out of her mouth. Lily struggled with the tearful baby in her lap as Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard since Merlin, contemplated her reasons.
"What," Albus started, causing Lily and James to perk up slightly waiting to here what he was about to say. "An incredibly stupid assumption!" Dumbledore finished with a small smile. James draw dropped in surprise and Lily stared wide eyed, making their "darling" little boy giggle.
Dumbledore laced his fingers together and set them on the desk, smiling serenely at the stupefied Potter family. "You see dear children, young Harry could have grown up to be a wonderful little brother to Gideon here, not exactly showering him with attention, but brotherly love. And it would have given Gideon some very special people to make sure to keep safe. Not to mention just giving away your child is unmoral and unlawful."
"We're special!" Cried James indignantly.
"Indeed." Dumbledore spoke cheerfully, grabbing a lemon-drop from the bowl in front of him, and popping it into his mouth.
"But Albus Gideon needs a lot of attention!" Lily cried, not believing what her mentor-figure was saying.
"Well so does Harry. You may leave." Was the simple reply from Dumbledore. He turned to Fawkes and gave a slight nod to his familiar. Fawkes trilled softly and left in a burst of flames. Gideon clapped slightly at the display from the Phoenix.
"But-"
"Good day." Albus said with a tone that suggested that the conversation was now over. James and Lily, Lily holding Gideon, got up quietly and walked out of the office.
"Oh, and James?"
James spun around, an anticipating look in his hazel eyes. "You might want to consider hiring a good lawyer." Dumbledore said happily, popping another lemon-drop into his mouth. James figure immediately drooped and he nodded sadly.
As the Potters' left the Headmasters office, Dumbledore sighed, his happy mask fading away. He let out a long suffering sigh and reached for a quill and parchment. As he was about to grab it, Fawkes appeared before him, trilling something to his Companion. Whatever the Phoenix said made Dumbledore perk up, "Oh really? That is excellent news! Thank you Fawkes." Fawkes sang loudly and disappeared again, ending up on his perch on the side of the room next to the Sorting Hat, who opened one sewn eye. The two ancient school guardians seemed to have a silent conversation, before the Sorting Hat snorted and closed its eyes again.
Dumbledore hummed slightly, and forgot all about writing to his Lawyer, he supposed he could just cause discomfort among the Potter family. Grabbing a handful of lemon-drops and stuffing them all in his mouth he caused Fawkes to trill in disgust at his Companions "crazy-old-coot" mannerism.
"It seems that young Harry is more special then we thought! He should be fine where he is." Dumbledore said through a mouthful of lemon-drops to the occupants of the room, which included the Sorting Hat, Fawkes, and several paintings of old Headmasters and Headmistresses.
"Oh joy, the old coot is up to something." Came to dry reply from Phinues Black, a painting of his former Headmaster self.
"Indeed…."
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Back to Current Time: When Hoshi is Now Five
Inside Kurosaki Clinic
"Excuse me?!" Hoshi squeaked, Maski gave him a face splitting grin and swiftly got up from the chair.
"Oh I know that Karin and Yuzu will just love you! I'm not sure about Ichigo….But he'll learn to love you!" Maski squealed in excitement. Hoshi's already big green eyes grew impossibly wide, it sounded like she was introducing him to her family like two lovers would……..NO! She couldn't be a pedophile could she? She had a husband! That Isshin guy; but it might have been a ploy! Out of nowhere Maski started to laugh hysterically, earning a weird look from Hoshi.
"Oh! You little child geniuses are so uptight!" Maski wiped an imaginary tear of mirth from her eye, and smiled at the stunned into disbelief Hoshi. "So Hoshi-San where do you live?" She asked a curious tone underneath the question.
The question of where he inhabited shook Hoshi from his thoughts (not to mention the randomness of the question) to the crazy lady in front of him and whether or not to tell her the truth, most adults would sympathize and coo at him when he told them he lived in an Orphanage. "Ah, Sunhill Orphanage." He said as smoothly as possible, getting it over and done with.
Something lit up in Maski's eyes, and Hoshi started counting down the seconds until she asked him his sob story. "Really? Oh, that is not good….not good at all……" Maski muttered under her breath. Hoshi gave her a wary look, not knowing whether to ask what was exactly "not good".
"ICHIGOOOOOO!!!!" Hoshi jumped, jerking his head to stare fearfully at Maski. As soon as the last of the "ooo's" were fading a flash of orange ran into the room. Strawberry. Thought Hoshi suddenly, that is what he would dub the orange blur.
"Mommy!!!" Strawberry squealed in delight in an annoying little kid voice that made Hoshi twitch. Maski caught Strawberry who had flung itself into her arms. Maski laughed and the Strawberry-Orange blur was made out to be a boy.
"Ichigo, look it's a new little friend!" Maski pointed to the bed-ridden Hoshi who glared darkly at being called "little". Strawberry snapped his orange haired head to stare at Hoshi with brown eyes. They stared at each other, well more like Strawberry gaped like an idiot while Hoshi practically ignored his existence.
"Hi! I'm Ichigo!" Strawberry doesn't even know his own name, how pathetic. Thought Hoshi dryly. Maski hit him hard over the head.
"Ow! What is this? A conspiracy?" Hoshi asked irritably rubbing the bump on his head. Maski gave him a look and Hoshi sighed. "Fine, my name is Hoshi. Hoshi-same to you Strawberry." Strawberry glared and shook his head.
"My name is I-chi-go! Not Strawberry! Why do I have to call you Hoshi-Sama? Hoshi-Chan! That is what I will call you!" Strawberry yelled angrily. Maski grinned and got up holding Strawberry in her arms and then set him on the chair she was occupying.
"You boys have fun! Remember Ichigo; Hoshi-san is sick and has to be careful, he is also much smaller and younger than you!" Maski said cheerily walking out of the room.
"Younger!? Strawberry's what? Three?" Hoshi sneered. Strawberry puffed up in anger, he knew an insult when he heard one.
"You're one to talk! You look like a girl! I bet you are one! And I'm SEVEN. You're just a little kid." Strawberry said; his chin tilted in the air, giving the appearance of looking "down" on Hoshi. It was now turn for Hoshi to puff up in indignation.
"I am NOT a girl, and I am five, which If you couldn't count is only two years after you." Hoshi ground out, narrowing his emerald eyes.
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The arguing continued for most of the day, and Maski couldn't help but come back and take a picture of the two boys fighting. They are so adorable! Maski thought in her head, taking several pictures from her hiding spot, in the closet of the medical room, the door slightly open just big enough to stick out her camera and take pictures. It was terribly easy sneaking into the closet after leaving the boys. Maski smiled evilly as she thought of future plans for the two, sticking out the camera and snapping another picture. She giggled softly; she was going to have so much fun.
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A Couple of Months Later
Hoshi sighed; he couldn't believe that he was coming back to the crazy Kurosaki house/clinic. Though surprisingly, he had started actually liking the family, even the short-tempered Ichigo "Strawberry", as dubbed by Hoshi, Kurosaki. Grudgingly, Strawberry was his best friend, though he had no idea how that had happened. He had to admit, Strawberry was pretty smart for a seven year old, and had an okay personality. Even if he did have a mother-complex going on.
Hoshi jerked out of his thoughts as he suddenly felt a jolt of fear, which, all in all was pretty strange for him. Glancing at his surroundings he noticed that his thoughts drove him to getting lost on the far side of Karakura Town. Which would inevitably cause him to get in trouble with Director Yamazaki and Vice-Director Narita, as he was not supposed to wander out along anywhere, even if he was a genius he was still five, small, and adorable; according to Maski.
A burst of strong air hit him from behind and he felt a presence somewhere around the deserted street. Twitching in annoyance he let his magic surround him in a protective blanket, he hoped it wasn't anything but his paranoid senses.
"What a tasty little morsel." A scratchy voice spoke ominously from behind him, causing him to freeze in fear. "What's this? The little kitty doesn't want to play?" He turned around slowly and came face to face with the nastiest thing in the world. The monster was huge and looked like a giant deformed slug, a white mask covering its entire face, giant sharp teeth grinned back at him. He backed up slowly, the monster creeping up on him.
"And who might you be? The better question is; what are you? Some sort of giant plushy gone wrong?" He said warily, keeping the heart-trenching fear out of his voice.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA." The monster's laugh sent chills up Hoshi's spine and he backed up even more. "It seems we have a spunky little thing here." Little!? Thought Hoshi angrily, momentarily forgetting his fear. "Let's play a game kitten, you stand there, and I eat you." The monster spoke, cornering Hoshi.
"I'd rather not."
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A:N/ Oh look! Another Chapter done, maybe not as long as the other but hey, at least I finished it. Scratch that, this chapter is longer than the other. TAKE THAT! I'm not sure when the next chapter will be done, but again, hopefully soon. I would appreciate it though if some people reviewed. It gets' quite tiresome coming to my page and seeing a zero where it says "Reviews". And I presume that most of you guys get tired of being asked to review…..Woooo…..
Please?
Wait! I also realized that there was no summary, and there's not going to be one. I don't particularly enjoy writing summaries, so this story will just have to make do without one. Hmmm, that's about it! ^^
-ZxExN