"Who is this boy and why is he here?" Byakuya, the captain of the 6th division, asked. The captain of the first division, Kyoraku answered the flower-man.
"His name, we don't know and he doesn't know either, what he is a hybrid of the dead and the living, a being belonging neither to Soul Society or the land of the living." If you knew Byakuya real well then you'd know he was surprised right now because his hair twitched. No joke, it twitched.
"So we have no jurisdiction to involve ourselves with him….." Matsumoto asked looking down at the boy somehow hugging her arm and the fox, Shikyo, did not mind at all being almost crushed to death. Mayuri Kurotsuchi was looking at the boy and the fox like the boy was a steak and him a serpent who had not eaten for two years.
"Is my jurisdiction able to involve the little boy over there?" The clown-like captain asked leaning towards the boy. The boy broke out of his joyful daydream by said clown captain going in to his personal space. He grinned in greeting and waved his hand that was intertwined with Matsumoto's arm.
"Hi, how are you? You look a bit weird. How long does it take you to put on that make-up?" The boy asked, hugging Shikyo and Matsumoto closer to his heart. His eyes had taken on a sharper gaze, bordering on a glare with the invasion of his personal space by a weird creepy clown guy. He was giving out a foul smelling odor of sociopathic memories and thoughts. His nose wrinkled up by a few micro-millimeters.
"Little boy I am well, but how about you? You have injuries all over you, would you like to get patched up by me?" He asked looking at many of said injuries.
The boy narrowed his eyes slightly . The fox bared it's gleaming, white teeth.
"No, Mom can patch me up." He said glancing at Matsumoto, who had grown a little pale from thinking about the things that could happen between the boy and Mayuri.
The captain pouted briefly and leaned back to his earlier position.
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"Now we have agreed for the boy to stay with Captain Hitsugaya and his section to take care of the boy until further notice, agreed?" Kyoraku asked, well not really, he stated it. Since nobody argued with him, he turned to Matsumoto.
"Well, Lieutenant Matsumoto, as the temporarily mother of this boy, what do you name him?" All the occupants of that room stared at her, mostly with curious eyes and the pair of glowing green eyes looking at her with anticipation.
"Dyako Kitsune, sir." She said, looking at the foxy boy staring into her eyes.
(If that name means anything in any foreign laugauge, please tell me. I made up the name because I think it suits him. So I don't know what it means.)