Author's note – Just to give the readers a heads up, user number [4321929] is a spam flamer that you'll want to block as their reviews are not appropriate for the younger members of the site. Also... I think we have more evidence towards Ichigo being part Quincy as of chapter 513. I was going to write a fanfic where Toshiro freaks out about Yamamotto's death, but Toshiro's handled things quite well the last few chapters. So while I agree with the one reviews assesment, it depends on how much character development off stage Toshiro happens to have had.
Title: Perfect Blood Line
Genre: Angst
Characters: Juhabach, Toshiro and mentioning of other canon characters.
Summary: Upon finding out that Kurosaki Ichigo's bloodline is part Shinigami, part Quincy, he decides that he's found the perfect match for his young grandson.
Rating: T
Date Posted:
Perfect Blood Line
There was one thing that Juhabach didn't expect of the substitute shinigami. None of the shinigami were able to learn Quincy abilities due to the fact it was a lost art form. Kurosaki Ichigo on the other hand managed to learn what amounted to a lost technique for the Shinigami and was able to use it without even realizing he was in fact using it. The boy's skill for using such abilities was amusing, but it was different from Silbern when he learned as this was pure instinct while Silbern learned on pure intellect.
The amusement didn't last long as the boy ended up causing the man to delay leaving Soul Society despite the fact he had planned on having the Zero Squad gather while they were gone. Thus he found himself making moves in order to make a distance from Ichigo while his minions manevered to the gates, taking their own hostages with them. Reprogramming would be an easy task for young ones, but Ichigo simply was to much of a pain to train, he was that much of a wild animal.
Finally though he opened the door and retreated with Haschwald to their place, taking the young ones with them. Ichigo lunged forward to try and attack him again, the anger in his eyes flashing with desperation. However, the timing was just right and the fact Ichigo didn't pay attention to his surroundings was a positive thing for him. He then walked forward through the gate and his eyes narrowed at the white haired boy that was struggling in Schwarz's arms.
Schwarz carried him with his right arm wrapped around the small waist. He had expected the boy to have similar coloring to his father Silbern, but instead the child instead looked like a miniature male version of his dead wife. He found himself taking a deep breath before they headed towards the throne room. The other dragged the children they had brought with them while Bambietta looked at her brother with an amused look on her face.
The man sat down on his throne and suddenly watched as the white haired child looked up, his eyes flashing with anger. Schwarz let the boy onto his feet and he watched as the boy suddenly tried to lunge at him, only to be grabbed by the back of his neck by his dark haired uncle. The boy's mouth opened before snapping shut. The man spoke up. "I like the fact that you have spunk child."
He was surprised to see the boy's eyes go wide before suddenly narrowing at him. "I am not a child."
The comment surprised him, not to mention he found himself looking at the boy in amusement. His actions reminded him of Silbern. "Yes... you are."
Toshiro glared at him, while on of the Vandenriech spoke up. "He tried killing you, your majesty."
Juhabach watched as Haschwald suddenly paled at the other Stern Ritter's comments. He held out his hand, knowing full well that Haschwald had a good idea of whose child that was, having been one of the few people to have known and seen his son, let alone remember him. The man let out a ticking sound of amusement. "As I said, he is just a child. Plus, if you kill this one, I will be forced to kill you."
The child's bright teal eyes suddenly narrowed at the man. "What do you mean by that? You're talking about me as if you're going to be using me as a weapon or something like that."
"While it is true that you children are going to be trained as Quincy and to learn Quincy abilities, I don't plan on using you as weapons. I plan on keeping all of you here, nice and safe. Of course, whether you choose to join my side and fight along side of me is ultimately up to you. I wouldn't have a problem with you being loyal to me."
"Then you're lying about planning on using us as weapons. You plan on using us that way all along." Toshiro spoke up.
"What you say is completely illogical as I just told you that I was not planning on using you as weapons." The man narrowed his eyes, finding the boy to be just as annoying as Silbern.
"Actually, you did. You said you were planning on training us as Quincy and there is no reason to train us as Quincy unless you plan on using us as weapons." Toshiro turned to look the man straight in the eye, his bright teal eyes completely defiant.
"What if I were to tell you there was a logical reason to train you as Quincy that wasn't about making you weapons?" The man raised an eyebrow as he was surprised that the boy had shared his logic, something Silbern would never have done.
"Try me."
"We are training you as Quincy so you can be a part of our society. We plan on marring you children with our children so that our bloodlines will remain strong. Perhaps the next generation will be even stronger." The man watched as the boy raised his own eyebrow. "You seemed confused Hitsugaya."
"The Quincy and Shinigami are enemies with two very different sets of ideals. I would think that a hybrid would be persecuted here or in soul society. Not to mention I don't think they exist, so you have no proof that the bloodlines will remain strong or be stronger the next generation." Toshiro continued to glare at the man.
"Except they do exist." The man let out a laugh.
"Give me an example of someone who is a hybrid." The boy folded his arms, looking as if he would try and cut the man down again.
"Didn't the academy teach you that the Quincy used to be a part of Soul Society?" The man watched the looks of confusion all of the children gave him. "I guess they don't teach that the only difference between us and you happens to be our ideals, nothing more and nothing less. As for an example of an actual hybrid, someone who is of both Quincy and Shinigami blood... well, you're prime example of one."
"Excuse me?" Toshiro's temper flared and the temperature in the room dropped as he purposefully let his captives know he was not happy. "I died on a plain of ice and went to Soul Society, yet you're telling me otherwise."
"I know for a fact that you were born in Soul Society, Hitsugaya Toshiro." The man watched him carefully. "You're actually a second generation hybrid. Both of your parents are first generation hybrids, your mother's Quincy parent being one of the few that stayed behind in Soul Society under the condition they have their powers sealed. Cowards I might add. Still, you are a very special child indeed."
"I'm a special child? You're kidding, right?" Toshiro glared at the man, his mind becoming even more agitated about his actions.
"Why wouldn't you be? You're the youngest to graduate the academy and you did it in a year. Your the youngest to ever achieve bankai and the youngest captain ever. Is that not a special achievement? Of course, you were forced by Soul Society into being a weapon, so you mind is likely dead set that we're going to treat you in the same regaurd, but..."
"First, it is none of your buisness whether or not Soul Society treats me as a weapon. Second, that was my fate to be nothing more as a weapon and I expect no less from you. But this time..."
"I've told you, I don't want to use you as a weapon. I see Soul Society has brain washed you into believing you had no choice in being a weapon. I mean it when I say I don't expect that from you."
"Don't speak of my life as if you know what I've gone through. I've had to go to the academy because my reiatsu was killing my granny. If you think that makes me special, then so be it. I personally find myself to be a freak compared to everyone else. So..."
The man let out a deep sigh. "I guess there is no use arguing with you about this." He then turned to Bambietta. "I need you to run a mission while the substitute shinigami is still detained in soul society. It will take time for them to open up the gates to let him through since we destroyed the twelfth division control systems."
"What do you want me to do?" Bambietta grinned at the leader.
"I want you to bring me Kurosaki Ichigo's younger sisters."
A murmuring was heard from a few of the members who wondered why the man would want the substitute shinigami's siblings. Toshiro's eyes went wide suddenly. "Please... don't."
"Excuse me?"
"Please don't involve Kurosaki's sisters in this."
The man raised an eyebrow at the boy. "You're not in a position to make any demands of me."
To his sudden surprise the boy bowed low to the ground. "If you let them be I'll do anything you want."
The child's body shook and there came a few sounds of displeasure from a few of the older children who had been brought in,, almost as if they felt Hitsugaya was selling out. The man raised an eyebrow before stepping off of the throne and walking over. His massive hand grabbed the back of the boy's hand and pulled the boy up so he was dangling limply from his hand. "Why do you insist on making yourself look like a fool."
The boy looked him straight in the face, his mouth twisted up and his bright teal eyes watering a bit. He was obviously fighting back his emotions, which didn't impress the man. The man narrowed his eyes at the boy. "My question is why do you care about his sisters like you do?"
"That isn't any of your business. I repeat the fact I'll do anything you want if you'll leave them alone." The boy trembled but still managed to stand up to him.
"No." Juhabach noted again how much the boy looked like his grandmother. "I would do a lot of things for you, but this is not one of them. Kurosaki happens to also be a hybrid, which means his sisters are also hybrids."
"They aren't objects." Toshiro stated firmly. "Don't take their freedom away. I said I would do anything you want. I'll even be a weapon if..."
"Weapon?" The man glared at the boy. "Why do you think your purpose is to be a weapon? That would put you into harms way and if anyone were to hurt you I would be forced to harm them." He watched the look of confusion spread across the boy's face. "You inherited your grandmother's zampaktuo, which is proof that you are of her bloodline. I know that my youngest son has no children, which makes you the child of my eldest. That, dear child makes you my heir."
"You're lying." Toshiro's voice suddenly strained and his ability to speak up against the man began to faulter. He could also hear the other children mutter about him and he knew he was unlikely to find any ally. "I told you, I died on a plain of ice and was found in soul society by a little old lady who raised me."
"So Silbern never told you the truth?" The man frowned. "Or Rangiku for that matter."
Panic spread across the child's face. "My fukutaicho would never lie to me and I don't know who this Silbern you speak of is."
Juhabach lifted Toshiro up farther and pushed him into the man who captured him's arms. "Silbern is your father. He's a man with silver colored hair."
"Gin?" The boy glanced at the ground, his entire body shaking. "Even if I am your heir, I'll do what you want if you leave them alone. Please..." The boy bit back calling the man grandfather.
"My answer is no. As I said, I would do many things for you. This is not one of them, nor is letting the other children I brought with you." The man looked at the boy. "None of the children we've brought here or any of the Quincy here aren't good enough for you. Thus your bride to be needs to be one of the Kurosaki girls, as they are both hybrids and like your mother and grandmother were of the noble bloodline. Not to mention out of the five noble families the Shiba clan are the nearest relatives to the Royal family."
"So then this is a move for you to take over the throne of Soul Society?" Toshiro's voice strained. "And how can they be related to the Shiba clan unless..."
The boy paused as a partial realization dawned on him. The man suddenly patted the top of his head. "I have no ambitions for the throne. However, with your father dead and your grandmother's older brother having passed away, that makes you the heir to the throne. You didn't think having a dragon zampaktuo had no special meaning? Quite a few of the captains of Soul Society knew that the dragon zampaktuo are inherited through the royal bloodline. Do you understand your position now?"
"Even if I'm not a weapon, all I amount to is a tool for you and everyone else." Toshiro glanced at the ground. "Still... please leave them out of this."
The man suddenly grabbed the boy's chin and forced him to look him in the face. "You make it rather clear that you care about one of those two. You know full well that under Soul Society's laws you could never marry her, let alone date her. Yet you and I both know that is what you want."
Toshiro's mouth formed a deep frown. "Even if that' s what I want you can't guarantee that is what she wants. I refuse to take away the freedom of someone I care about as I've never in my life had my own freedom."
"I will not resend my order for Bambietta to bring the Kurosaki sisters here. However, since you are so adamant about their freedom of choice not being taken away I will give them the option of whether or not they marry you. Keep in mind that here they don't have to worry about the laws of Soul Society or the Living World anymore then you do."
