My Sunshine, My Strength
Static Relationships

"I died on a plain of ice and came to Soul Society."

The violet haired Quincy stared after the young Shinigami as he took off. She folded her arms across her chest and didn't take notice of the strange icy pattern which spread across the bathroom stalls from where the boy was, nor did she notice the pattern broken up from the flare of her own reiatsu. The two male Quincy continued to stare after the white haired Shinigami. The black haired Quincy spoke in his slurred speech. "Who was that?"

"I told you Weizoi. He's my brother." Bambietta's words caused a short silence to fall over the bathroom. A set of violet eyes rolled back into the back of the girl's head.

"He said he wasn't your brother." The blond haired Quincy's mouth twisted down into a frown.

"Seriously. The two of you so dumb. You're lucky to be alive." The violet haired Quincy opened up one of the stalls and tossed in another one of her bombs and let the door close. A loud explosion soon followed and more water leaked out.

"No. You're just nutters." The lighter haired youth backed away a few steps

Bambietta turned her head to look at the boy. "What's the matter Thoumeaux? You used to never flinch around me. Is it really true that person in the twelfth division actually made you a body for that brain of yours?"

"Shut up. If you're not crazy then why are you in the boy's bathroom blowing up toilets?"

"I had to use the restroom. I was already following his rieatsu so I went ahead and headed in this direction. Blowing up toilets are fun. Plus..." Bambietta twirled a lock of her hair around a finger. "... you guys don't need toilets. You guys have those weird things on the wall." A sudden thought crossed her mind and she stopped twisting the strand of hair around her finger. "You two weren't trying to pick on my brother were you?"

The two male Quincy's flinched and even the blond began to speak abnormally. "No... no. We we're just wondering why a Shinigami was here in the Quincy area."

"Because he's not a Shinigami. My brother is a Quincy."

Nianzoi frowned as his arms hung limp at his side. "Why was he dressed as a Shinigami then?"

The corners of Bambietta's mouth twisted down. She opened up a third door and tossed a bomb into the toilet. "... 'cause he's brainwashed."

The door slammed open and she headed out of the door of the men's room just as a loud bang went off. She stopped short upon seeing Bazz-B leaning up against something. "What are you up to?"

The girl's violet eyes narrowed. "Nothing."

"I heard three loud explosions come from this direction and you just walked out of the men's room." The man's mouth twisted down as he looked at the girl. "That's the only community bathroom we have in the area."

"You guys don't need the toilets. As I told Weizoi and Thoumeaux..." Bambietta took a deep breath. "You guys don't need it."

"You do realize guys still have to go number two right?"

"So?" Bambietta glared at the man. "Why is that an important thing to know?"

"For some reason I don't think it's a good idea to explain to you why that's an important thing to know. There is no telling what you would do with that information." Bazz-B continued to glare at the girl. "Seriously though. I know you. What are you really up to?"

"Nothing." The violet haired Quincy used hirenkyaku to move away from the place in order to avoid the answer. She stopped short in front of a building and stood their frowning. After a few minutes the girl headed into the household and headed to one of the rooms in the back. Her small hand slid the door open with a slam.

"Go away Bambietta."

The violet haired Quincy stood in the door way with her legs spread and her hands on her hip. Her mouth twisted up into a frown as she glared at the room's occupant. A light haired female lay on the bed in the room on her back running with her head facing neither the headboard of the foot of the bed. Her hands stretched out towards the ceiling holding a copy of Vivi above her. Her feet hung over the edge with cotton balls between her toes as she let her nail polish dry.

The violet haired female moved into the room and flopped onto the bed beside the older girl. The light haired Quincy's eyes which were once moving as she read the fashion magazine suddenly stopped. "Listen you little shit face. I told you to go away."

Bambietta simply turned over onto her stomach and began to kick her feet. "I saw Shiro-chan, but he says he's not my brother or a Quincy."

Candice's eyes widened, and then her head twisted to the side so she could stare at the girl. "What did you say."

"Shiro-chan's been brainwashed by the Shinigami."

The light haired Quincy let out groan and her magazine slapped to her side as she sat up. "Seriously? I thought we talked about this a long time ago. You don't have a brother."

"Bazz-B says I do."

"Bazz-B..." Candice's head twisted slightly so she was looking at the wall farthest from the door. "Bazz-B was just trying to placate you."

"Was not! Do you want me to blow your head up!" Bambietta pushed herself up. She twisted around so she was sitting against the wall with her arms crossing her chest. Her mouth twisted into a pout. "I seriously came to you for help."

The light haired Quincy's head twisted back to the small female. "You of all people are asking for help?"

"I want my brother back."

"You what?"

Candice let out a sigh as Bazz-B appeared in the doorway. "She thinks she has a sibling again. Can you please tell her that her imaginary friends aren't real?"

The Mohawked Quincy leaned forward as his hands gripped the sides of the doorway. "Say what? Basterbine Bambietta... I thought we talked about this."

"He's real. Ask stupid Thoumeaux and Weizoi. They saw him." Bambietta slid down against the wall as she continued to sulk.

The light haired female quickly reached out to grab the violet haired girl's ear. "This wouldn't be because you got Gremmy to make your imaginary friend to appear."

The smaller female slapped the hand on her ear away. "Of course not. They don't believe Shiro-chan's my brother either."

Bazz-B let go of the doorway and turned so he was leaning up against the door frame. Candice folded her arms across her chest. "Can you tell her she's lost it? Can you also leave and take her with you? This is my room. She has her own."

Bambietta's cheeks puffed out and her hands clenched. She quickly turned on the older girl and began to pound Candice with her fists as she proceeded to yell. Bazz-B let out a sigh as he stepped into the room to grab the younger female to pull her off of Candice before shoving her out of the room and slid the door open. "Seriously... why can't the two of you just get along?"

"Because you and I don't get along." The female leaned against the wall. "Didn't I tell you to get out of my room?" Candice remained silent for a few minutes before turning her head to look at Bazz-B. "What? It's not as if anyone else was there with her, Gremmy and Nianzoi. Not unless Gremmy and Nianzoi are playing a trick on her. If that's the case then you need to talk to them and not me."

Bazz-B leaned up against the door. "Neither one of those two can use their powers. The taicho of the twelfth division did something. There was another person there. I'd recognize that Shinigami's ice anywhere."

The scowl on Candice's face suddenly softened. "I'm confused. What Shinigami?"

"His name is Hitsugaya Toshiro. He's the captain of the tenth division." The man continued to lean against the door.

The girl pulled one of her feet up to check her nails. "This doesn't explain why Bambi-chan thinks he's her brother. She doesn't have a brother. Aren't the Shinigami captains our age?"

"That brat is far from qualifying as an adult. I think he's the same height as her."

Candice shook her head as she removed the cotton balls from between her toes. "She doesn't have a brother. I would know. I've known her ever since she was retrieved as an infant. Your retrieval group only brought her back. There was never a male child."

"We never brought back a male child because I killed him."

The silence in the room was choked with a sudden static filling the room as Candice stood up with only one foot done. She walked over to Bazz-B and poked him in the chest as the static continued to accumulate. "Are you telling me...? Is the reason you're still in my room because you feel guilty?"

"I thought I did."

"What?"

"Don't speak of this to anyone else. I need to do some digging, so stay out of this." The male Quincy grabbed her hand and forced it away in a painful manner. The man slid the door open and then slammed it shut after leaving.