Title: Bad Homecoming
Genre: Family, Hurt/Comfort
Characters: Toshiro, Bambietta and other female family members. Juhabach and Cong as well.
Summary: What do you do when you find out your twin is the worst of both your parents?
Notes: Again, Toshiro is kidnapped during a second run. I'm actually not surprised with Bambietta's characterization in chapter 544. She's got Gin's sadistic side as well as his liking for cutting people in half. She's also got Rangiku's bad trait of using her sexual appeal to manipulate guys. Also, I was originally trying to write a different one-shot called "Harrassment", but it ended up taking a different turn. So I'll try going about that one a different way. Actually... this one shot had a mind of its own and wasn't very nice to me when I tried controlling the direction it went in.
Rating: T
Bad Homecoming
Two guards stood on either side of the white haired child as they hauled him into the court. Toshiro's mouth was turned up into a scowl as he took in his surroundings with his bright teal eyes. His entire body was tense and his head ached from the head injury he had received during the Vandenreich's second attack. His arms were bound behind him and once they arrived at the front, he found himself thrown in front of the commander of the opposing army.
"Welcome."
"Welcome?" The words came out of Toshiro's mouth despite the fact he knew full well his best option was to say nothing as saying something, anything could make things worse for him.
"Something wrong here with me welcoming you here?"
Toshiro looked up at the man despite the fact there was a presence about Juhabach that caused him to inwardly tremble. "It's not common to welcome ones prisoner."
"Prisoner? You're not a prisoner. Untie him. They aren't necessary."
The small boy glared at the man. "If I'm not a prisoner, what am I?"
"Consider yourself at this point to be a guest. You're allowed to go anywhere in this building, but you aren't allowed to go outside."
"Expanding my range of freedom from what a prisoner would normally expect doesn't change the fact I am a prisoner." The air in the room had slowly been increasing in tension, but these words from Toshiro caused a sudden spike to occur. Something though was preventing anyone from speaking up about the fact they felt he was being impolite with the hospitality.
"No. You're now Stern Ritter C."
Toshiro found himself suddenly blinking. "Say what?"
The tension broke then and a murmuring went through the room. While he couldn't hear what was being said, he knew the mans declaration had greatly upset the members of the Vandenreich. Looking around, he could feel quite a few people giving him nasty death glares and for a few seconds the pain in his head increased and his vision blurred. He then turned back to the man.
"Stern Ritter are the higher ups here."
"So you pretty much want to try and control me?" Toshiro's eyes narrowed and he flared out his reiatsu despite the fact it took a toll on him due to his injuries. "See here. You can't simply make me change sides like this. Not to mention I won't fight against the Shinigami. Since none of your soldiers have mind to say this, what the hell are you thinking."
"You do realize that you're now in a position that you can't fight for either side?"
"I was in a position not to fight for my side simply by me being your prisoner. And of course I won't ever fight for your side." Toshiro rubbed his wrists, his eyes turning to look right and Ishida Uryu. "Stupid old geezers." He then purposefully sat down on the floor in the traditional manner. "Just stick me in a damn jail cell already. That, or kill me. I've no interest in serving the purpose of amusing you or your men. That's why I am here, is it not."
The man looked at him, his eyes narrowed as more murmuring occurred, only to be cut short by a glare from the man. "Child, what is your name?"
"First off, I am not a child. Second, my name is Hitsugaya Toshiro, captain of the tenth division of the Gotei Thirteen. But you should already know that."
"No. Your name is Jushiro Haschwalth."
The boy's eyes went wide. "Say what?" The man looked at Toshiro, a smile on his face. The man was clearly amused by the boy's reaction. "You can't just strip someone of their name like that."
The man then left the room, telling someone who also had the name of Haschwalth that he would be in his quarters. A few of the Quincy began to leave, but one of them spoke up. "Seriously... that brat happens to be a Shinigami. Why should we accept him into our ranks?"
Toshiro's turned to see a man with a mohawk. His mouth twisted up into a frown and he felt his small hands clench together. A man with short dark hair stepped between the two of them. "No."
"Cong?" The man with the Mohawk's foot was in the process of stepping forward when the other stepped in front. "Why are you standing up and defending him of all people? Isn't he the Shinigami you were supposed to fight in our first attack. You know, the one you stole the Bankai of?"
Two bright teal eyes went wide and Toshiro felt his throat tighten up. He moved his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. In turn, the man turned to him, that familiar scar across his lips. A hand reached down and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck. "Come."
"Hold on. I said I was going to stay here until I was put into a jail cell."
"No."
Toshiro's eyes narrowed, the eyelids creasing as his frustration grew. "You don't speak much, do you? Well, my answer is no.'
The man's hand jerked up, forcing the small taicho to his feet. He then found himself tugged behind the man, only to find the man with the Mohalk stepping forward to block the others way. "Your behavior doesn't make any sense. Everyone knows you hate the Shinigami more then anyone. Why are you helping the kid out?"
The dark haired man remained silent while Toshiro turned his head to look at the man who was trying to antagonize the other. The silence caused him to swallow and glance away from the two, knowing full well that there was some sort of silent argument going on. Curiosity got the better of him and he turned his head to look at them again, this time seeing that the guy with the Mohawk had his arms crossed. "So?"
"Move."
"No. His majesty assigned our opponents for a reason. Why did he assign you the kid? There is something you know that you're not telling us."
Toshiro blinked a couple of times before shaking his head. "You expect him to tell you what it is despite the fact he doesn't seem to use more then one word?"
"You... shut up." The man reached out to touch the while haired child, only to have his hand slapped away by Cong. "Oi..."
"Move."
"Fine. Go play with your new toy. There is no reasoning with you ever."
A tug on the back of his clothing caused him to suddenly follow the man while walking backwards. Two bright teal eyes darted around, taking everything in. One of the sections of the castle had doors spaced twenty to thirty feet between each other. Eventually they got to a point where he could see the end of the hallway and the door that was at the end.
A door was also to the left at the distance that the other rooms were from each other. The sound of someone screaming came from the room, causing the man that was pulling him along to drag to suddenly pause while a giggling sound came from the door on the right. The man closed his eyes and let out a sigh, before turning to knock on the door and open it.
The sight in front of him caused him to pale as well feel ill to the stomach. A female was sitting on a table, her hand at her chest area while a man lay split in half in front of her on the ground, his shirt having been removed for some reason. The female turned to look at the two, before pausing what she was doing and swinging her legs around the edge of the table so she was actually facing them from below the steps.
Toshiro's eyes caught sight of the cleavage she was showing off, only to have her zip up her shirt. She hopped off the desk and started forward, while the man who had a hold of the boy's uniform spoke. "Again?"
The girl walked up the stairs, her hands on her hips and a frown on her face. "The person I want to really cut in half though is right there, so if you don't mind..."
"No."
"Uncle Cong, what is he doing here anyways?"
The man pointed to the door at the end of the hall and turned to leave, tugging the boy after him as he continued down the hall way. Toshiro noted the look of panic on the girls face as well as the fact she had the same colored eyes as him. He brushed it off and instead decided to pretend that he wasn't there as the conversation unfolded.
He couldn't help but see when she moved to stand in front of the man and his head turned to look at her. "You can't!"
The giggling sound from the right suddenly stopped and Toshiro heard the sound of feet heading towards the door. The man simply looked at the girl, frowning as he did so. "Move."
The door to the right opened as the dark haired female spoke up, her voice clearly upset. "You can't give him papa's old room! You can't! His majesty didn't say anything about that, just that he was rank C."
"Nii-sama!" Another dark haired female with two strands pulled into a ponytail came from the room on the right and latched onto the man, who simply patted her on the head while retaining a hold on Toshiro's clothing.
The voice of a small female spoke up, her tone rather angry. "I don't want that bitch nameless Shinigami as a brother."
This caused Toshiro to turn his head to look at the female, whose coloring actually matched his own. His mouth opened as his mind tried to process what was going on, only to be interrupted by the girl who had cut the man in half to speak up again.
"This absolutely isn't fair at all! First that half-breed is told by grandfather that he is going to be grandfathers successor when it should be uncle! Then he brings this damn Shinigami we captured and tells us we need to accept him as our rank B. You who dislike Shinigami are suddenly all chummy with him and you're letting him have papa's room."
A female wearing shorts as part of her uniform spoke up. "What does it matter? Jugin-sama's been gone for over a hundred years. That's how long the room has been empty."
"Ju... gin..." Toshiro frowned. His bright teal eyes suddenly went wide, his voice choking as the name came out of his mouth. "Ichimaru Gin!"
"Nii-sama." The man who had been pulling him along.
The white haired boy felt the next words choking out of his mouth. "... and Matsumoto Rangiku?"
"Nee-sama."
"Nee-sama?" The second dark haired girl pulled away from her brother slightly. "We don't have a sister other then Jugram-nii's wife."
The man simply pointed at the dark haired female then. "Yes, yes. My father would have had to have had a wife." The female waved her hand. "I don't know what that has to do with anything. Why can't I just kill him now?"
The man continued to point at her. "Twin."
"Say what?"
Toshiro's entire body shook and he suddenly contorted so that his head was bowed to the ground. His eyes snapped shut and words came out his mouth without thinking. "Don't be stupid! I wasn't born in Soul Society or here! I died on a damn plain of ice!"
"What's with him?" The fifth female who had remained silent until then spoke up, a finger to her mouth.
"Twin?" The female he had met first spoke up again. Her tone of voice tightened. "He's right. It's impossible for him to be my twin. As he said, he died on a plain of ice."
"It wasn't possible to bring you both back."
"I was born here!"
The man stopped trying to pull Toshiro forward and another long sentence came from the man. "You were both born in Soul Society. That's why I hate the Shinigami."
"Exactly what is that supposed to mean?" Again the words came out of his mouth.
"They kept nii-sama, nee-sama and Juju-chan from us." The man tugged on Toshiro's shirt again, only to have the boy collapse onto the ground.
"This can't be happening. This can't... this can't."
The female wearing the shorts nudged him again. "Hey... what happened to the bravado you had before?"
Cong then bent down and scooped Toshiro over his shoulder and began moving at a faster pace. With one hand he threw the door open and carried the male, while haired child over to the bed and dumped him. Toshiro's entire body shook, causing him to turn over onto his side. His legs went to his chest and his arms wrapped around that area at first, but then went to covering his head. "This is a nightmare."
"Excuse me?" The female wearing the shorts spoke and was likely the one poking him in the back. "Again, what happened to that bravado you had when you were in front of his majesty?" The girl let out a sigh. "How can he be uncle Jugin-sama's child? Baba-chan's attitude matches the amazing stories we heard about him."
Toshiro sat up, his entire body shaking. "Amazing stories? That man's a monster."
The next thing he knew the first girl he had met flew at him, causing the white haired boy to cover his head as she tried to pummel him. She finally resorted to grabbing the front of his clothing and pulling him up so that he was forced to look him in the eye. "Don't talk as if you've actually had the chance to meet papa and mama, you bastard."
Two bright teal eyes simply stared at her, liquid having gathered but not fallen. "I can talk about them any way I want as I have met them."
"You!" The girl shook him a couple of times. "You're lying about them! You can't have met them."
"I don't know. You're a psychopath like he is, cutting people in half the exact same way he prefers to kill people. You're also a slut and a whore like her."
Silence fell over the room while everyone except the male who had brought him into the room. The female that the man claimed to his sister finally spoke up. "You have to be lying..."
Toshiro glanced away. "I think you're the ones who are lying. There is no way they could be my parents. As I said, I wasn't born in Soul Society. I died upon a plain of ice."
"Hyorinmaru..."
"What's... Hyorinmaru?" The smallest female spoke up.
The small Shinigami froze before turning to the man. "That's right. You took Hyorinmaru from me. You..." The man suddenly poked Toshiro in the chest. "My inner world... no! No! No!"
Toshiro's eyes clamped shut. The girl wearing the shorts let out a deep sigh. "Seriously... what is his problem. He's acting like a retard."
When her words were finished two bright teal eyes snapped open, filled with anger. "It can't be true! He might have abandoned me, but she would never have if she was my mother! It goes against her personality."
"Nee-sama forgot." Toshiro shook his head at this statement from the man. The man let out a deep sigh. "I took Baba-chan from Nii-sama and Nee-sama when you two were babies, yet she didn't remember who I was when we fought last." The man pointed to his mouth. "Nii-sama gave me this scar when I took Baba-chan away with me. That's why I could only bring her back and not the rest of you. I'm sorry I couldn't bring all of you home."
"Bring all of us..." The boy paused, glancing at the sheets on the bed. His body continued to shake.
The second dark haired female slapped her fist into the palm of her hand. "Ichimaru Gin! That name sounded familiar and I remember now! That's the taicho of the Gotei Thirteen who played double traitor and tried to kill off Aizen but got himself killed in the process."
Toshiro's eyes blinked a couple of times. "I had forgotten that he was declared dead. That means that father is dead and..."
The next thing he knew a few tears hit his hand. One of the females, the fifth commented about the fact he was crying and then the tears couldn't stop. The female with the shorts spoke up. "Ah... so he said all those things about uncle Jugin-sama because he didn't want to face the fact he was dead."
"So those things about papa and mama were lies?" Bambietta folded her arms across her chest.
"They weren't..." Toshiro paused, a though crossing his mind. He then reached out and grabbed the man's shirt. "Wait a second. What happened to my fukutaicho? What happened to her?"
"Who cares about your damned fukutaicho. I want to know more about papa and mama."
The boy ignored the comment and pulled on the front of the man's clothing. "What happened to ka-chan!"
The man reached out and patted his head. "She's safe still."
Toshiro sat back down and the tears of relief came out in a rush. The dark haired female he had met first spoke up, irritation in her voice. "Great... he's a cry baby. What exactly does his fukutaicho have to do with our mama?"
"Matsumoto Rangiku... fukutaicho of the tenth division under Hitsugaya Toshiro." The other dark female held up her finger.
"How can you have as high of a rank as you do among the Stern Ritter or even ever become a captain. You are such a cry baby! It's not fair that you got to know our parents and I never got to! You've got to be lying about knowing them, because you called papa a psychopath and mama a whore, but obviously you care about them enough to go boo-hoo!"
"I mentioned their worst traits because you have them way worse."
"I believe that his fukutaicho is also your ka-chan." The other dark haired female spoke up
"That's not fair! How come you get to spend time with mama and I don't! And whats this about me having their worst traits worse. You're an absolute brat! Why are you saying that you're better then me? Do you think you're actually perfect?"
"As if!" Toshiro suddenly began to move away from them towards the headboard of the bed before pulling his legs up to his chest. "To many people. Why can't they just shut up and leave me alone. This is worse then standing in front of the court and I don't want to believe this is true."
"You don't want to believe this is true?"
The white haired boy looked up to see the dark haired female glaring at him. "What?"
The smallest female suddenly appeared near by as well. "You just said that this is worse then the court."
"What else did I say out loud?" Toshiro felt the corner of his mouth.
"Just that." The girl with the shorts sat down next to him. "Do you have a bad habit of saying things out loud? Is that why you blurted that idiotic retarded stuff out loud."
"Hm..." The other dark haired female lay down while looking at him. "That would explain why he called Baba-chan names."
"Again, what do you mean by you can't believe any of this is true?" The girl who was supposed to be his sister got closer to his face.
"It's a nightmare."
"A nightmare? You dislike us that much?" The dark haired girl he met first pulled back, folding her arms.
"Does onii-chan not like me?" The small female pointed at herself, pouting to herself.
Toshiro blinked a couple of times, caught off guard by her words. "Um... I disliked your use of language when you first talked to me, but I don't dislike you."
"That isn't fair!" The dark haired female who was supposed to be his sister spoke up, getting in his face again. "How come you're fine with her but not me! I'm your twin!"
"Psychopathic nut case!" His body started to tremble again.
The girl in the shorts let out a deep sigh. "I think he's scared of you."
"Say what? Why would you be scared of me?"
"Because you cut another guy in half and then likely threatened to do the same."
"Shut up Candy."
Toshiro's eyes began to glaze over and he felt himself withdrawing even more into himself. "That isn't..."
"What is it then?" Baba-chan poked him in the forehead with her finger. "You're a captain and yet a crybaby. You also say mean stuff about me yet act like you're so perfect."
The boy closed his eyes. "Far from it." The hot tears continued to pour down despite the fact he had managed to keep himself from actually sobbing out loud. For the first time in a long time he found himself unable to withdraw into himself as there was no personal space. "Tell them or don't tell them..."
"What is your problem?" Bambietta remained close to his face.
Toshiro blurted out the words, having enough of her being right in his face. "Lets start with the fact everyone who knows me knows I have a serious persecution complex. I'm also know for hating the way I look as well as having several social anxiety problems. So if all of you don't mind, please back off!"
His entire body shook and he looked her in the eyes. "No... I'm not afraid of her. I dealt with Ichimaru and Gin enough for that display not to bother me... what I'm afraid of... what I'm afraid of is..."
His sister frowned. "You did fine talking in front of the entire court, and yet you're trying to tell me that you can't handle those kinds of situations? Don't make me laugh."
"I told the truth. Please get the hell away from my face." The boy's mouth opened and closed. "She's also making fun of me!"
"What exactly is a persecution complex and social anxiety problems?" The small female stated.
The one they called Candy glanced up at the ceiling. "Persecution complex means that he's afraid everyone's out to get him. Social anxiety problems means he has problems forming relationships with people." A grin spread across her face. "In other words this very situation is out of your comfort zone because you're scared we'll reject you, maybe even bully you. In other words you're going to be a lot of fun to tease."
"Why, why did I have to blurt that out of all things!"
Baba-chan frowned. "I don't get it. If someone says something that you don't like, just beat them up."
"I don't want advice from someone who doesn't care if other people perceives her as a monster."
The girl's nose suddenly touched his. "There is a difference between being a monster and standing up for yourself."
"I also don't want advice from someone whose never been ostracize by other people."
The girl sat down on his lap and placed her hands on his shoulders, making him feel seriously uncomfortable. "Look... are you stupid or something. Our blood line is amazing and powerful, so why not use it to impress people around you. Why didn't you ever think about that. I mean, power is..."
"Don't talk to me about power either... not when you've never almost killed someone who cared about with your own ability."
The girl flopped back, remaining in his lap as she did so. "Seriously... how the hell can we be twins. We have entirely different mind sets."
Toshiro's face turned towards the ceiling before his body froze in the position. "I'm afraid of... what I'm afraid of... I'm afraid of being touched."
"Leave." His eyes snapped open upon hearing the man speak up.
"What!" Bambietta's voice became angry.
"Leave." The boy looked up, looking at the man.
"I..." The girl glanced away. "Fine. My name is Bambietta Basterbine."
She then introduced the other girls and got up and left. The man however stayed. Toshiro's body shook. The man frowned at the boy, before moving to sit in front of him. After a few minutes the man carefully reached a hand up and touched the boy's head and gently ruffled the hair. He then used the sleeve of his uniform to wipe away the tears.
"Why?"
"Family."
"I know... but..."
"You're like nii-sama."
'You know that's not really something I want to hear, considering my background with him."
The man looked away. He then turned back and pointed a finger at the boy's chest. "You... not a monster. You're a gift."
The man scooted closer and pulled him then into his arms, gently wrapping his arms around him. "I don't..."
"Calm down, then sleep."
