Dragons and Their Treasures

By: K.N.K

A/N: I hope you enjoy. By the way—any anime or manga used in this story is not mine. Only the twins are mine…and the story idea. That is all.

Summary: I live to serve. I live to protect. Both of them…they no longer need me…they—they don't even want me. I am breaking. I need to find someone or something! They want me. Even better than that—they need me! My new charges…I will serve them until death…even beyond death. They are mine…

Chapter Two:

The Dragon acknowledges—her treasures wander.

Tatsuki woke up with two pairs of leafy green eyes staring at her intensely. She blinked—once. Then blink again—twice.

"May I help you two?" Her voice rather low and husky with droopy gray eyes that just wanted to close back up and never open to sun's shining rays. The kids kept staring and did not reply. Tatsuki sighed tiredly after nearly twenty minutes of a staring contest between her and her charges, she got up and made breakfast.

"You two dun tell me nuthin!" She quoted a line that she knew would make them stop with their serious faces as and made her smile as she heard them burst into a fit of giggles at her ridicules accent. Going to the kitchen she quickly heated the oven and took out some prepared dough from the fridge she had made the night before. Rolling them up into crescent shapes she stuck them in the oven and got out a carton of egg whites and some turkey sausage links.

She cooked the sausage links and scrambled the eggs after adding bits of bell peppers, spinach, onion, olives, and cheese. She heard a binging noise and reached to grab a mitt and took out the tray of croissants, they were a beautiful golden color and smelled buttery. Placing them onto the cooling rack she began to chop up fruits—strawberries, blueberries, peaches, apples—and some almonds. Putting the food on plates and placed them onto the table in the middle with serving utensils. Going back she grabbed three plates for the food, three glasses for the orange juice and a mug for her coffee. She grabbed the condiments—jams, butter, ketchup, pepper and salt—and the orange juice. Pouring the juice into the glass and serving food onto the plates. Now the only things left were her masters.

"Mathieu, Madeline! Breakfast is ready!" She called out as she saw children come out and mentally frowned as they came out dressed without her help. Mathieu entered first wearing a pair of dark navy dress short (pressed to a crisp perfection by Tatsuki), a white long sleeved dress shirt with a ribbon tied in a bow at the collar , shin length black socks, a single black glove on his right hand, and a pair of black male boots with buckles on them. He stood at the door and waited for the mistress and called to his sister, "Madeline, hurry up and stop messing with your hair. You look fine!"

"I'm almost done frère!" Madeline had called back calmly as she finished doing her hair and walked out wearing a slightly puffy, knee length, long sleeved dress in a navy dress that matched her brother's outfit, a single black lacey glove on her left hand that matched nicely with her black stocking with little black Mary-Janes on her feet, her hair done up in a long and loosely knitted side braid with a little ribbon woven in it, flipped over her left shoulder.

"See frère, was that so hard?" Madeline teased her older brother as she skipped past him and went to Tatsuki for a hug. Her brother ran a hand through his own shoulder length hair brushing the bangs aside and fallowed his younger sibling to their guardian. All while Tatsuki smiled softly at the innocence they shined with.

They took their seats with Mathieu at the head of the table, Madeline to his right and Tatsuki to his left. They ate calmly and at peace with each other, Madeline's babbling innocently as her brother touched on the conversation with her as most brothers do. Tatsuki read the paper and nodded or grunted every now and then when they asked her a question or gave her a comment. All was fine until Madeline remember something, "Don't we have a dinner date at the Kurosakis' tonight?"

Tatsuki paled slightly and Mathieu frowned, both not wanting to really go, while Madeline happily smiled and nibbled on a strawberry. Gleefully swinging back and forth her legs at the clearly sadden faces of her brother and guardian. Madeline looked at the shared glances they gave each other and quickly interrupted any plot they were mentally conjuring up to get out of this, "And no we can't back out of going to their home—," she was interrupted by both of them, "B-but!"

"No, we are going and that is final!" She bites down on the strawberry as she said 'final.' The two others bowed their head in defeat and sighed, "Fine."

The noisiness of a vacuum rang throughout the house drowning out almost every other source of sound in the house. A young strawberry blonde hair child, about 11 years old, was running about the house—dusting, scrubbing, sweeping, washing, and vacuuming everything around her. Another girl sat on the sofa snacking on a pop tart as she watch the blond girl worry over the guest they were having later today for dinner. She opened her mouth and questioned her sister, "Yuzu, where are we having—," her question cut short as someone opened the door distracting her—it was her brother. After all these weeks of not knowing what happened he was back. Jolting up she dropped the bag of chips and ran over to Ichigo, hugging him around his waist burying her face against his stomach.

Yuzu had noticed that her twin, Karin, had stopped talking and looked over to the couch were she sat. Her twin was not there, there were chips all over the floor she had just cleaned… and her big brother was back. Her eyes filled up with tears as she saw Karin tackle her brother and cling to him. He was patting Karin's head awkwardly like always and then she ran forward and joined them. Clinging to her big brother, before saying, "That man should have at least let you come home! Honestly you might be working there but you should be at home during dinner and sleeping in your own bed!"

Everything was silent as both Karin and Ichigo stared at her oddly. One was confused as hell as to where they thought he was and the other was silently cursing the fact that her sister couldn't see everything they could…it would make it a lot easier for her to get answers out of her big brother if she had Yuzu's Puppy Eyes on her side. It was then Karin realized that see hadn't seen her father today and if Ichigo was here then her dad wouldn't be too far away so he could beat some sense into his 'No- good delinquent son.' Suddenly a blur tackled her brother and kicked him into the wall. Yep it was good old dad.

"Oh!" Karin turned to see her sister with wide eyes and her dainty little hand covered her mouth.

"I forgot to tell you two," Yuzu turned to look at her father and brother, "We're having guests tonight for dinner!" Both of the men paused in their fighting and looked over a where Yuzu and Karin were standing. It was silent and Yuzu was smiling brightly.

"…," then Mr. Kurosaki decided to ask, "who is coming Yuzu?"

Yuzu had begun to clean again and answered her father while cleaning, "Two new students from our class," Karin gave a slight nod while still eating chips, "… and their guardian…" Yuzu added on with slight hesitation, making sure not to add their guardian's name just in case. Both she and Karin just stayed quite knowing that there still were things left bad between Tatsuki, her brother and his group of friends. 'And of course he's going to ask who,' thought Karin as her big brother opened his big mouth and said, "…and who's that Yuzu?"

"Two transfer students, their twins just like me and Karin, Daddy! I thought it would be nice to invite them and their 'caretaker' over for dinner tonight." Yuzu kept cleaning not making eye contact.

Ichigo blinked and got a curious expression on his face, "…Caretaker?"

Karin sighed at the stupidity of her older brother and decided to answer for her sister, "The twins call their guardian their 'Caretaker' they say it cause they're French or something like that."

"Oh, and do we know this caretaker?" Issain felt like something was off, like his girls were keeping something from him. So he had to know what it is as a father.

Yuzu bit on her bottom lip nervously and looked away from her brother and father purposely, taking in a deep breath she quickly muttered the name loud enough for them to barely hear it, "…Tatsuki-oneechan!" Karin just wanted to smack her forehead and cry, at the fact that her sister had actually said her name.

Ichigo had stopped completely as did his father and starring, mouth a gaped. Dropping his father to the floor, he straightened himself up and said, "I'm going to Chad's place."

"You better be here for dinner Ichigo!" Yuzu would not let her brother skip out on their family dinner after such a long absent! "But Yu—," Ichigo's excuse was stop short as Yuzu interrupted him, "No buts!"

The permanent scowl on his face seemed to deepen as he roughly jammed his hands into his jean's back pockets and walked out muttering a 'fine.' Yuzu eyes watered at the dismal but she bit it back and went to pick up the mess Karin had left behind with her shock. Moving into the kitchen she had decided to make fried shrimp and Kitsune Udon but she opened the fridge the ingredients she needed weren't there. Sighing she went to the living and asked her sister, "Karin, can you come with me to the grocery store I need some things to make dinner?" And maybe we can even catch up to Ni-san!

Karin grunted and nodded her head mumbling that she needed to buy more chips anyways. They left the house and locked the door behind them, both of them felt as though they forgot someone.

"Did you see that mother? Our ungrateful children just left me here!" Their father wailed and nagged about his children to the large blow up photograph of his late wife. Sighing he looked back at the small backs of his children's retreating forms with sad eyes. 'If only you were still here,' he thought longingly about his wife.

The Bonnefoy twins were at the playground the youngest was on a swing as the eldest pushed her on the swing. They ignored the whispering comments and the stares of the children and adults that watched them play together. Commenting on their hair color and their eye color how strange and how they must be foreigners. The younger children pointed at them and some kids their age blushed and commented on how cute they were. There was a group of strange adults with cameras that approached them.

A slightly rounder man stepped forward, apparently being the leader of the group; he pushed back his glasses and said to them, "Aww, are you two dressed up for your first cosplay? How cute!"

He took out a camera and then they were blinded by the flashes of light.

"Oh, you two are sooo cute in your Lolita costumes!" A younger woman in the group squealed excitedly. Both the twins had realized these were Gothic Lolita fans or what they have come to know as GLFs for short. The twins had taken a liking to the gothic French and Victorian clothing of long ago and choose to follow its modern day cousin's style here in Japan with their guardian's encouragement. Madeline had started to tear up and her brother took notice as he asked as kindly as his irrational would allow, "May you please stop taking photos of me and my sœur without our permission."

His statement was ignored as they continued shooting pictures until they felt a terrible dark energy focused on them. They heard the cracking of knuckles as they turned to the source of killing intent. The women in the group squealed while the men blushed at the site of a young woman dressed in a pair of slim solid black slacks, a long sleeved button up blouse with a match black vest that pinched at her waist showing her nicely shaped form. She was wearing black ankle length boots and matching leather gloves on each of her hands. Her black hair loose and flowing around, framing her face nicely as she stepped in front of the children, like a loyal caretaker willing to protect her charges—they almost began to take pictures again with more vigor—until she opened her mouth.

"Now you guys would should know better than to pick on a bunch of little kids, dontcha? Or do I have to teach you all some manners?" She was smiling menacingly at the group of four or five GLFs. They shook slightly in fear at the amount of killing intent radiating out of her and towards them. Stammering they said, "N-no M-ma'am-a!"

"Good now give me those cameras and please leave." Then screams of terror were heard by all in the park as mothers and fathers covered their children's ears and eyes for the next fifteen minutes. Tatsuki sighed happily her earlier fustrations gone with the beating of these GLFs. She carried their fancy, overly expensive cameras in one hand dropped them on the floor and stepped on them. Breaking the expense lenses and plastics; at her feet sat the owners of the cameras. They shook with fear and had snot running down their nose with the faintest scent of urine around them.

Turning to them, Tatsuki sneered, "Now, get the hell away from these kids." Without a second word the group of GLFs ran and never looked back. Tatsuki tucked back a strand of hair that found its way on to her face and took out a handkerchief and kneeled down in front of Madeline and patted away her budding tears. "There, there, kiddo, don't cry now." She smiled at the girl.

"Now come on you two let's get some crepes!" She exclaimed joyfully. Madeline returned her cry with a girlish giggle and clung to her side. Mathieu on the other hand was a bit disappointed that he could not have saved his petite sœur from those fans and pouted a bit hanging in the back. Tatsuki took note and nudge her little mistress over to her brother.

Madeline had noticed her frère was pouting and she giggled stopping suddenly she turned around and kissed him on both cheeks, "Merci, grand frère pour défendre moi (Thank you, Big Brother, for defending me)!" Mathieu cheeks burned brightly as he turned away and nodded at his sœur, "Il n'y a pas de quoi, de rien, Madeline (You are welcome, Madeline)." Both rejoined their caretaker as she waited a bit ahead to give them space. The twin took to their usually sides at—Madeline at the left and Mathieu at the right. If only they knew who they'd run into after their little crepe outing.

Ichigo could not believe it. He had run into all of his gang today: Chad, Uryuu, Orihime, Rukia, Renji. Of course he had also run into Shinji and his gang of Vizards. Neither of them would leave him alone, thinking something was severely wrong with him to moping around sulking. Not to mention now it seems he bumped into a little blond girl, knocked her to the floor along with her crepe. To make things worse—she was crying now. Fuck.

"Wow Ichigo that wasn't very nice." Shinji sneered at the orange haired substitute shingami. Meanwhile, Orihime tried to make the little girl happy by talking at rapid speeds apologizing. Chad waved around a strange looking Chappy the Rabbit puppet. Rukia soon joined him with another puppet and glared at Ichigo before yelling at him for not watching where he was going.

He crouched down in front of the girl and said, "Hey kid d—," he was interpreted by his sisters who came out of nowhere. Running to the girl in front of him, Yuzu knelt down beside her and patted her hair while Karin stood next to them.

"Madeline, what's wrong?" Yuzu fussed over the girl and patted down her hair like a mother would her child. She handed her groceries bag to Ichigo almost knocking him over by acciedent.

"What the hell Yuzu!" he shouted catching his balanced before he tipped over until Karin grabbed the groceries and kicked him causing him to fall on his face. Madeline was sniffling as until she saw Ichigo fall and then she giggled. The girls with the exception of Karin, thought it was or adorable or gave a squeal of how cutely she sounded. The guys admitted she was a very cute little girl and some even went as far as blushing at how cute she was. The blond hair girl had stopped crying but still had tears at the corners of her now puffy, green eyes.

She gave them a watery smile and said, "I am sorry for the commotion," her accent was off almost foreign in nature. The little girl whipped the tears with a plain white handkerchief and sniffled again. Only this time instead of her talking again, they heard a boyish voice cry out, "Madeline! Madeline! Sœur!"

The blond girl infront of them shouted back, "Mathieu! Frère, I'm over here!" A blond hair boy that looked exactly like the girl came skidding out and turned the corner towards them. He ignored them and went straight to his female look alike. He went off rapidly speaking in a foreign tongue and looked over the girl, while the girl smiled and replied back calmly. The blond boy helped her up and she in return gave him a peck on the cheek before turning to Yuzu and Karin.

She gave them both a peck on the cheek before smiling at their blushing faces, "I apologize for earlier, it seems I over exaggerated things!" She giggled embarrassed at her childish antics. Looking over to her brother she tugged on his sleeve and looked back to the other pair of twins. A realization came across his features as he went over and copied his sister's earlier gesture, kissing both of the sisters on their cheeks, "Bonjour madmasles," he smiled charmingly at them. The girls had started to blush harder at the gesture of the boy—after all both of the twins were very much admire between both genders at the school and they were very pretty.

Ichigo on the other hand stared at both the blond twins. He was taken aback by the girl's actions but the boy's actions was what got him going—he moved to stand behind his sisters and glared down at the boy. That is until he felt the chilling gaze coming from behind him. Turning around he saw someone that he hadn't expected to have to face until lunch—Tatsuki. She stood there in clothing he'd never even think he'd see her in. It wasn't what he was used to seeing; it was girlish but still masculine enough as to not think of her a damsel in distresses. She was different. Everyone had notice how he turned around and stared aimlessly at whatever was in front of him. Rukia grew concerned, "Ichigo what's wron—," A voice broke through this voice was familiar to some of the group.

"Mathieu, Madeline!" Ichigo turned as young lady pushed him away and kneeled before the two blond twins. The blonde twins smiled and cheered, "Caretaker!"

"Honestly, I turn my back to pay for a minute and you both run off," she sighed and to note of the spilled remains of a crepe with red filling. Madeline's Strawberry one. She took her own strawberry crepe and handed it to Madeline. "Here, have this one Madeline."

"No, Caretaker it's yours!" the girl said firmly. Until Tatsuki replied, "I no longer want it, now here," she put it back in the little girl's hands, "or I'll throw it away." Madeline blushed and started to nibble on it.

"Good girl," Tatsuki patted her hair and smiled fondly at the girl. Turning around she saw that some of the energies she felt from last night were here in front of her; she decided it was best to ignore them. She instead turned her attention to the other pair of twins—Yuzu and Karin. She leaned down and kissed both of them on their cheeks just as the blond twins had done earlier.

"Hello Yuzu-chan, Karin-chan," she smiled at both the girls before standing up straight again.

Both girls who already were blushing badly before were now redder then most strawberry filling in Madeline's crepe. Karin coughed and greeted Tatsuki, "H-hey, Tatsuki."

"'Hayo, Tatsuki-neechan!" Yuzu greeted with enthusiasm still a bit dizzy from all the blood going to her head. Tatsuki chuckled, covering her mouth with a gloved hand.

Orihime had been watching the exchange between the Kurosaki twins, the two blonds, and Tatsuki with guilt. Tatsuki was here in front of her after all this time, so different from a few months ago. She had grown out her hair! She had missed so much in her friend's life by the looks of things. She felt like crying, she hadn't meant to leave her but she couldn't tell Tatsuki anything—she had to keep Tatsuki safe. Walking up behind Tatsuki, Orihime hugged the girl tightly form behind, pressing her very large assets flat against the other girl's back, smiling brightly, she said, "Hi Tatsuki!"

The girl she hugged froze up, stiffen at her voice even more if that was possible. The blond twins on the other hand looked at the girl's action with much distaste and smiled smugly when Tatsuki removed her hands from her waist and step away from the embrace. She turned to face the busty girl, smiling at as one would a stranger on the street –polite yet impersonal, "Hello, Inoue-san how are you?"

"I-I'm fine," she stumbled over her words shocked at the formality given to her by her best friend. Tatsuki continued to smile, her rosy lips stretched in a tight firm line. She nodded and said, "And your Grandmother, has she gotten better?"

"Yes, she is better," Orihime continued to lie to her face. Some friends, Tatsuki thought bitterly, still lying to my face. Oh well, some things never change.

She quickly turned her attention, before she turned her focus back to all of those negative emotions she spent so much time getting rid of, and looked to her masters. They looked so cute when they were getting hostile! Smiling fondly at the blond twins, she turned and kissed the Kurosaki Twins on their cheeks once more, "Now, I hate to have to leave but things seem to be getting a bit awkward, kiddos, so we'll swing by later for dinner—that is if our dinner date is still on, Yuzu?" The girl in question blushed madly and nodded not finding the words to say anything, while Tatsuki winked at her and turned to stand behind the twins—still ignoring the others. The twins looked up at her and smiled knowingly before, going up to both twins they kissed each girl on her cheek and switched kissing the other sister on the cheek. Inwardly smirking at the girls' reactions at the simple affection they gave them.

"See ya later then," she turned and was about to walk away when the grabbed her hands, tugging on them. She turned her head and looked down at them as they grinned. Her eyes narrowed and she then knew that nothing good would be happening.

"Yes?" She waited as did all of the people she was ignoring.

"Allez-vous pas dire adieu à d'orange d'une chevelure enfants (Aren't you going to say good bye to the orange haired children)?"

She knew it. These children loved to cause her pain—her little sadistic brats. Oh, well, she thought, at least it is just a kiss, her eyes widened at her realization, wait no! The twins had waited for her reply and she nodded. Walking over stiffly over to Orihime see looked at the girl before kissing her cheek, barely skimming her lips against the milky hide of her cheek, "Good bye Orihime."

She moved to the next orange haired 'friend' of hers—Ichigo. She stood in front of him tugging him down by his collar she kissed him fleeting on the cheek, "Good bye, Ichigo," before moving on back to the blond twins. She walked away with her back turned to them and sighed as her twins grabbed her hands again.

"Let's go home kids."

Ichigo was shell shocked. His childhood friend—who use to smack him around because he cried too much—had just kissed his cheek (Not just his but Orihime's too!). She looked different—softer in a way. Her eyes they looked brighter more lively then the last time he had seen them. He placed a hand over his cheek were she had kissed him earlier and lightly traced the area with the rough, calloused pads of his fingers. He felt his face grow hotter and scowled.

xXx

Orihime had been blushing madly after that soft and very brief kiss from her friend. It was strange—it felt nice—but was strange, Tatsuki had always been affectionate with her but never to that extent. It felt motherly almost, if she had to guess but she didn't feel those feeling directed to her. She smiled again trying to hide her worry and fear about what all this might mean. After all there was no way that Tatsuki knew she was lying—right?

xXx

Both of the other boys had been watching the whole—after all they weren't close friends with the girl, they were just school mates. The interaction between the two orange-haired teens and the black haired girl—Tatsuki, if they remembered correctly, was strange both parties were awkward with one another but it was the children that concerned them most. Something was off with them. Sado looked down at Uryuu to see if he was thinking the same thing. Uryuu did the same. It looks like they both felt it.

xXx

"She touched them," the voice said bitterly filled with hostility and anger, "she kissed them!" The hiss rang through the air around them as two men looked down at the group of teenagers and children only a few hundred feet below them. The man that had spoken was angry; he dug his nails into the palms of his hands. Blood dripped down to the ground of the roof they stood on.

"My King, calm yourself," the other man had cut in and tried to sooth his lord, "She belongs to you after all. Not theirs."

His reasoning did little to calm the other man's anger as the king rose up his left hand and licked the blood off his blood in a manner much like that of a serpent. The King's eyes narrowed dangerously as the man behind him shook his head and sighed lightly; tucking back a strand of white-blond hair and then smiled.

"It looks like the Queen knows we are here, my King," He twirled a stand of his long white-blond hair in a feminine manner and hiding his smile behind a delicate cherry wood fan, the panels were red with small leaves and trees drawn into the panels in black. His King turned and saw it his darling Queen's calling card. He picked it up—a fire lily in perfect condition, with its lovely red petals blazing with hidden passion and then suddenly it caught of fire as he let it go. It drifted down slowly, turning to ash before it hit the roof's floor.

He gave a chuckle at the flower as it turned to ashes and smirked, "So the games begin."

A/N: That is the end of chapter 3! Yay! I finally wrote the third chapter! Thanks for reading! Please leave me your thoughts and comments in reviews! Next Chapter—Dinner at the Kurosaki