Title: 550a
Genre: Theoretical
Characters: Toshiro, Granny, Rangiku
Summary: There is a secret behind BG9
Rating: T
Notes: I'm not telling my brother about BG9 from this chapter. :P He's too excited about him being Gin. I'll wait until the "truth" is revealed for sure to break it too him.

The shot pierced the child's chest, his eyes going wife from both shock and pain. His teeth gritted together to prevent himself from yelling out in pain. The wound area didn't just hurt but had a burning sensation. He could also feel his muscles not wanting to work the way he wanted them too. He then felt soft hands catching him as he fell backwards as well as Rangiku's rather large chest cushioning him. His blade clattered to the ground.

"Taicho..."

"Lady... you should just abandon the brat. He'll just be dead weight for you." Toshiro could still see the man and the corner of his mouth twisted up. He could feel Rangiku take his right arm over her shoulder to support him. "There is no way you can escape with him like he is."

"Roar, Haineko." The small taicho watched as ash spread out between them, blocking the man from seeing them. The next thing he knew Rangiku was moving away at a quick pace. She paused for a bit to move him so he was hanging over her shoulder so she could move faster.

The boy peered over her shoulder. "Matsumoto..."

"Taicho... I'm going to be getting you out of here. Just hang in there."

"You should just leave me."

"He wants to kill you."

"He wants to kill both of us." There was a pause and then he spoke again. "I'm sorry for being such a pain."

"Taicho... you're not a pain. I'm... I'm going to take you away from here." She spoke softly, hiding her reiatsu. She could feel that his had dropped. "How are you doing."

"Fine."

"You're lying." The child taicho's grip tightened. Rangiku then spoke in a calm manner. "Tell me the truth."

"It hurts pretty bad. I've gotten cut before, but I've never been pierced. There's also this burning sensation. I also feel..." The boy closed his eyes. The woman paused, letting some of the Vandenreich pass by.

"Do you think we can get out to the Rukongai."

"If we get out to the Rukongai we'll worry the souls there."

"It's the only safe place." Rangiku kept moving, worried that her small taicho had stopped speaking. She somehow managed to slip out to the Rukongai and headed to the child's grandmother's place. She stepped over the thresh hold and saw the little old lady.

"What is going on?" There was a pause. "Why is my grandson's spiritual pressure the way it is? It's as if he's missing part of himself."

"That..." Rangiku knelt down to the ground and tilted the boy onto the mat. His eyes had closed and he was breathing to the best of his ability as one of his lungs had been pierced. She reached down and touched his face causing the boy's eyes to open though slightly glazed. "Hi taicho! I'm going to begin healing treatment."

She carefully pulled the left side of the uniform away revealing the hole through the boy's chest. She could see the burns around the edge. She frowned then as she wondered what she could do. Letting out a sigh she worked on closing up the injury. She felt a small hand reach up and touch her hand. "It's all right you know. I'm going to survive this. It just really hurts."

"It's not like you to admit something like this."

"I'm tired of fighting. To be honest I don't understand why the Quincy are even fighting us. That was all in the past."

"Wait... did you say the Quincy?" Rangiku looked up in time to see the child's grandmother slip forward. The old woman pushed the younger woman's hands away to feel at the reiatsu before touching it gently. "I'm so sorry that the past has come back to haunt you little one."

The boy's eyes widened before his small hand reached up to touch the old one. "So... you know about the Quincy. They don't teach about them in the academy anymore." Toshiro closed his eyes. "Two hundred years. That's what one of the older taicho told me."

"Two hundred. Toshiro... what do you know about the Quincy?"

"Matsumoto... it hurts to speak."

"Hmm... yes." Rangiku went back to healing the wound. "What we know is that Shinigami sent Hollows to soul society while Quincy killed them. That's why they had to be stopped."

"That is what you've been told?" The old woman shook her head. "Both Shinigami and Quincy are capable of sending Hollows to Soul Society as out right destroying them. They're simply two factions that used to take care of Soul Society."

"That's not..." Toshiro let out a cough. "That's not possible."

"Why is that?"

"The Quincy came from the living world to hide in Soul Society."

"No. The Quincy came back from the living world after being banished there."

The boy paused. "Granny... how do you know all this?"

"I am the one who sealed Juhabach a thousand years ago."

The child turned to look at the old woman, a look of surprise on his face. He opened his mouth only to have a finger placed over his mouth. "Let me fix it first."

The boy waited patiently then sat up with Rangiku's help. He turned to look at his grandmother. "I think the first thing I need to do is apologize as Hinamori is in danger."

"Child... as much as I love Hinamori she is not my blood relation."

"Neither am..." Toshiro paused, taking a deep breath. "Why do I have the feeling that it is no consequence that I am living in the care of the person who sealed up the leader of the Quincy?"

"That's because you are my blood relation. You inherited a zampaktuo that passes down through ones blood line."

The boy shook his head. "No... I died and came to Soul Society."

"No sweat child. You were born here."

"Then he... the leader of wants me dead so I can't seal him again."

"No. Your power still has a long way to grow before you would be able to seal him again."

"If he doesn't want vengeance on my taicho, then what does he want?" Rangiku suddenly pulled him carefully into her arms so that he could relax.

The woman carefully removed something from around her neck and placed it carefully into Toshiro's hand. "He's after this child right here."

"That doesn't make any sense. If it isn't revenge he wants, then what does he want? I mean, I have to be your great, great... many great grandson."

"No... you are actually my grandson... the son of my son."

"How is that possible." Rangiku shook her head. "You're over a thousand years old. Your son would have to be old enough to have great-grand children at least."

"Not if the child was frozen with his father."

Toshiro pulled back slightly, coughing slightly as he did. "I can't..." There came a pause. "As I said, I died on a plain of ice. I'm not... my parents. They abandoned me before I came here."

"No. Your father brought you to me because he didn't want that man to manipulate you like he has everyone else. Which in itself was amazing considering the fact your father was the one most manipulated by his own father. This was my Quincy item that I was given by him at our wedding. Your father gave his to your mother."

"Why though?"

"He said you would be able to find her."

Toshiro shook his head, opening up his hand. Rangiku's eyes went wide. "Hold on." She removed the necklace from around her neck and compared it. "This is... this is similar to mine."

"That was my oldest son Jugin Haschwalth's. You don't have to side with them. All I ask is that you remain youself."