After returning to Hueco Mundo, Aizen had devised a new strategy for watching the Espada. Since the first idea of having them all stay in one room together had ended badly, he had decided that each Espada would stay with his o her previously assigned caretaker. This way, each child could receive individual attention to prevent them from getting into any más trouble. It was a good plan, and made Tousen and Ichimaru wonder why Aizen hadn’t thought of it in the first place. Ichimaru was convinced Aizen was just torturing them for his own personal amusement.
“Finally, she’s out of those nasty clothes.” Mila-Rose sighed, sitting back and watching Sun-Sun brush Halibel’s hair.
Apache growled, “I can’t believe those stupid humans did that to Lady Halibel! How dare they treat her like some human child!”
“They didn’t know.” Sun-Sun said, not even bothering to look at Apache.
“Are tu defending them, Sun-Sun?” Apache dicho with a threatening tone in her voice, glaring over at her fellow fraccion.
“I am merely speaking the truth. The humans couldn’t have known any better. They did what they believed was the right thing to do.”
“That’s still an insult to Lady Halibel!”
“Oh, calm down. tu are getting worked up over nothing. It’s already passed, and Lady Halibel is safe. Getting angry over it now isn’t doing anybody any good.”
Apache growled but dicho nothing more. Sun-Sun always managed to win arguments. It drove her crazy, but there wasn’t really anything she could do about it.
“I hope I didn’t cause too much trouble.” Halibel said, looking over at Apache. “I got lost.”
Mila-Rose smiled. “We were just worried about you, Lady Halibel. It’s our fault for not paying enough attention. That’s what we get for trusting tu in the hands of men.”
“If Lord Aizen hadn’t ordered us to look after her, I would have requested it anyway.” Sun-Sun said, putting Halibel’s hair into two ponytails. “We are her fraccion, after all, it’s our responsibility to take care of her.
“What do tu want to do now, Lady Halibel?” Apache asked.
Halibel thought for a moment. “I would like it if we could all play together.”
Mila-Rose nodded. “Alright then, I’ll go get some stuff for us to do. Apache, want to come with me, help carry the toys?”
“Sure.” Apache said, all her anterior anger gone, and followed Mila-Rose to the room where the toys were still being kept.
“It’s nice when they aren’t arguing.” Sun-Sun said, watching them walk out. After a whole day’s worth of arguing and frantically searching for Lady Halibel, it was a nice change of pace. Now, if it could just stay like this until Lady Halibel returned to her normal self, things would be wonderful. It probably wouldn’t last longer than the night, but Sun-Sun supposed that would be fine. After all, things just wouldn’t be the same if the other two didn’t have their pointless arguments every other day.
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“So, what do tu want to do next?” An all too excited Lilinette asked, completely ignoring the annoyed expression on Stark’s face. His hair was still a little wet from the bubble bath she had dado him which, despite his protesting, she was convinced he enjoyed.
“I want to go to sleep.” Came the grumpy reply.
Lilinette huffed. “Don’t be so boring! tu are a kid, tu are supposed to be all energetic and want to play!”
“But I was out all day.”
“You were sleeping in a furniture store. That doesn’t count. I know! Let’s play Hide and Seek! Just no leaving this room.”
Stark thought for a moment. If he was the one doing the hiding, it might not be so bad. “Okay. Can I hide first?”
The fraccion nodded. “Yep! Okay, ready?” She turned around covering her eyes with her hands. “One…two…three…”
Stark didn’t need más than 5 segundos to pick out his hiding spot and get to it. He climbed into his bed, threw the blankets over his head, and closed his eyes.
“…thirteen, fourteen, fifteen! Ready o not, here I come!” Lilinette turned around and immediately spotted the small lump under the blankets. She shook her head and pulled them down until they were around Stark’s shoulders. He was already asleep. Smiling to herself, Lilinette climbed into the cama beside Stark. She got comfortable, and a few moments later, was sound asleep.
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Tesla groaned. Somehow, taking care of a child form of Noitora was a lot harder than his adult self. He normally had no problem serving Noitora. After all, it was an honor to be able to help the person one idolized. But this…this was just too much. Not only was Noitora very bossy as a 5-year-old, he also asked for the strangest things. For example, upon returning to Hueco Mundo, Noitora told Aizen he should get rid of all the women around because girls were crazy. When asked why they were crazy, the Espada had replied, “They just are”. For a moment, Tesla had thought Aizen was going to punish him for Noitora’s rude behavior, but, other than a spine-chilling glance, he did nothing, dismissing him to take care of Noitora.
“Hey, Tesla, I’m bored. Entertain me.”
“But, Master Noitora, tu have those toys to play with.” Tesla frowned. He had brought several toy cars from the temporary toy room as well as some Legos that Noitora had demanded only a few minutos ago, and he was already bored?
Noitora pushed the toys aside. “I don’t want them anymore. They aren’t fun.”
“I’m sorry, Master Noitora, but I’m not really sure what tu want.”
“Fight me.”
Tesla stared at Noitora for a moment. “Excuse me?”
“I dicho fight me. Are your ears broken?”
“Master Noitora, I don’t think that’s-“ Tesla’s sentence was cut short as Noitora lunged at him. The fact that the Espada was far stronger than a normal five-year-old combined with the sudden attack caught Tesla off guard, knocking him to the ground.
At first, the fraccion simply tried getting Noitora off of him, but that failed, and soon the two were rolling around on the floor play wrestling. Tesla kept on the defensive, letting Noitora whack his head a few times, while the Espada easily blocked Tesla’s blows. The battle ended with Noitora sitting on Tesla’s stomach, declaring victory.
“Hah! I win! tu know, Tesla, tu better start fighting better.”
“Fighting better, Master Noitora?”
Noitora nodded. “That’s right. We can’t have anybody else beating you. Only I’m allowed to do that.”
Tesla couldn’t help but smile. “Of course. I will train hard.”
“Good.” Noitora said, getting off of Tesla. “Now, go fill the tub up for me, I want to take a bath.”
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Barragan sat atop his Lego throne, arms crossed, watching his fraccion argue. charlotte had been complaining ever since they returned, and was further angered when he told his story to the rest of the fraccion and got laughed at.
Ggio was holding his stomach, doubled-over in laughter. “Those poor people, having to watch tu release!”
“It made for the perfect escape.” Findor said, nodding.
Avirama was also laughing. “They are probably scarred for life!”
charlotte glared. “What do tu know about beauty, Avirama? Just look at you! With your ugly eyes and weird tatuajes all over!”
“Weird tattoos?! My tatuajes make me look strong, unlike you! tu have a rosado, rosa corazón on your stomach!”
“It is not pink! It is más of a light purple! And it is very elegant!”
“Elegant? Who cares about elegance?! Power is what is important, fool!”
“I have to agree with Avirama.” Ggio said, finally able to stop laughing, “All your so called ‘beauty’ means nothing if tu can’t fight well.”
“See? Even the camarón agrees with me.”
Ggio twitched. “Shimp? Are tu insulting me?!”
“You are rather small, Ggio. tu are the shortest among us.” Nirgge pointed out.
“That’s because tu are all hulking beasts! And because tu are so big, tu are slow. I, on the other hand, have both great speed and strength! I could kick all your asses any day!”
Findor suddenly took on a serious tone. “I’m not so sure about that, Ggio. charlotte may very well blind tu if tu had to battle him.”
Despite his anger at the rest of the fraccion, Ggio couldn’t help but give in to another laughing fit, which sent charlotte off on another tangent.
“All of tu are incredibly annoying.” Poww suddenly cut in with a sharp tone. “You all need to calm down.”
Ggio growled. “You are just boring.”
“And ugly.” charlotte added in quickly.
“ENOUGH!” Barragan suddenly yelled, immediately silencing all of his fraccion. “Charlotte, tu are not beautiful! Ggio, for an adult, tu are a shrimp! All of you, tu are annoying! Now shut up and get me something to eat!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!” The six fraccion dicho in unison, using their Sonido to quickly get Barragan some comida to eat.
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Maybe this was revenge for playing with the corridors and getting Yami lost. Though he hadn’t been messing with the corridors at the time the accident occurred, his doing so in the past probably confused the Espada enough to get him lost this time and ask Szayel for help. Ichimaru groaned as he suddenly realized this whole thing was potentially his fault, at least partly. This must be some cruel form of revenge for everything he had ever done wrong in the past, like leaving Soul Society…and Rangiku.
Hm…Rangiku…he wondered what she was doing right now. Certainly not busy taking care of a kid. Though, he had to admit, now that it was just Aaroniero he had to watch, it wasn’t so bad.
“Hey, Ichimaru, I’m hungry. Can we go get something to eat?”
“Sure. Come on, I’ll take ya to go find some food.”
Ichimaru was a bit surprised as Aaroneiro grabbed his hand and walked siguiente to him. Maybe it was some instinct children had when walking with adults. He did usually see children holding their parents’ hands. Being a parent…he wondered what that would be like. He already knew how troublesome it could be, but surely it had to have its positive times too. After all, the children he was watching now were Espada, they were bound to be más trouble than a normal child. Raising his own child with Rangiku, watching him o her grow, teaching him how to fight…Rangiku would surely amor it.
Bah, what was he thinking? These things would never happen. He had turned his back on Soul Society as well as Rangiku. There was no going back for him; he had sealed his fate the moment he decided to stay with Aizen.
“Is something wrong? tu look sad.” Aaroneiro suddenly said.
Ichimaru was quickly snapped out of his thoughts. Oops, had he let his smile slip? He was usually so good at keeping it on. Then again, Tousen did say children were very perceptive. Making sure his usual grin was back on his face, he looked down at Aaroneiro. “Nah, nothin’s wrong.”
Aaroneiro didn’t seem convinced. With his spare hand, he reached into his pocket and held out a cookie to Ichimaru.
The Shinigami blinked. “Is that a cookie? Where did ya get that? I thought ya just dicho tu were hungry and wanted food?”
“I am hungry, but I’m not going to eat all these now. They are good so I want to save some for later. tu can have this one though.”
Ichimaru’s smile, for the moment, was genuine. He took the cookie from Aaroneiro and took a bite. “Thanks.”
“No problem. Just don’t ask me for more, because I can’t just keep giving tu all of them.”
“Alright.” Ichimaru chuckled. If there was any hope at all of returning to Rangiku’s side, perhaps, one day, they could start a family.
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Bonus!
The Origins of Tesla’s Eye Patch
“Hey, Tesla, what’s this for?” Noitora asked, pulling a sheathed sword out of a corner and laying it down in front of him.
“Ah, that’s your sword.”
Noitora looked confused. “My sword? I have a sword? Like, to kill people with?”
Tesla bit his lip, realizing he shouldn’t have been so honest. A five-year-old Noitora with a sword couldn’t be a good thing. “Well, it’s for when tu get older.”
“I don’t want to wait until I’m older. I want it now.” Noitora said, unsheathing the sword without bothering to ask.
“Ah, Master Noitora, that’s really not safe! Please put it back!”
Noitora ignored his fraccion and picked the sword up. He swung it around a couple of times, scratching a muro and almost shattering a window. A grin crept across his face as he held the sword in front of him with two hands. “I like this.”
Worried that Noitora would wreck the room o harm himself, Tesla stepped forward, making a mover to take the sword from the Espada. Unfortunately, Noitora had picked that same moment to oscilación it again. Tesla yelped as the tip of the blade cut across his right eye and stumbled back. He brought his hand up over his eye, touching the area gingerly. When he brought his shaky hand back down, his fingertips were red. “Ah…M-Master Noitora…th-that was my eye!” He didn’t need to get it looked at to know he would never have sight in his right eye again. The horribly stinging pain was enough to tell him that. He whimpered as he felt the blood trail down from his eye to his chin.
Noitora just stared for a moment, then shrugged. “Ah, put an eye patch over it.”
And so he did.
“Finally, she’s out of those nasty clothes.” Mila-Rose sighed, sitting back and watching Sun-Sun brush Halibel’s hair.
Apache growled, “I can’t believe those stupid humans did that to Lady Halibel! How dare they treat her like some human child!”
“They didn’t know.” Sun-Sun said, not even bothering to look at Apache.
“Are tu defending them, Sun-Sun?” Apache dicho with a threatening tone in her voice, glaring over at her fellow fraccion.
“I am merely speaking the truth. The humans couldn’t have known any better. They did what they believed was the right thing to do.”
“That’s still an insult to Lady Halibel!”
“Oh, calm down. tu are getting worked up over nothing. It’s already passed, and Lady Halibel is safe. Getting angry over it now isn’t doing anybody any good.”
Apache growled but dicho nothing more. Sun-Sun always managed to win arguments. It drove her crazy, but there wasn’t really anything she could do about it.
“I hope I didn’t cause too much trouble.” Halibel said, looking over at Apache. “I got lost.”
Mila-Rose smiled. “We were just worried about you, Lady Halibel. It’s our fault for not paying enough attention. That’s what we get for trusting tu in the hands of men.”
“If Lord Aizen hadn’t ordered us to look after her, I would have requested it anyway.” Sun-Sun said, putting Halibel’s hair into two ponytails. “We are her fraccion, after all, it’s our responsibility to take care of her.
“What do tu want to do now, Lady Halibel?” Apache asked.
Halibel thought for a moment. “I would like it if we could all play together.”
Mila-Rose nodded. “Alright then, I’ll go get some stuff for us to do. Apache, want to come with me, help carry the toys?”
“Sure.” Apache said, all her anterior anger gone, and followed Mila-Rose to the room where the toys were still being kept.
“It’s nice when they aren’t arguing.” Sun-Sun said, watching them walk out. After a whole day’s worth of arguing and frantically searching for Lady Halibel, it was a nice change of pace. Now, if it could just stay like this until Lady Halibel returned to her normal self, things would be wonderful. It probably wouldn’t last longer than the night, but Sun-Sun supposed that would be fine. After all, things just wouldn’t be the same if the other two didn’t have their pointless arguments every other day.
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“So, what do tu want to do next?” An all too excited Lilinette asked, completely ignoring the annoyed expression on Stark’s face. His hair was still a little wet from the bubble bath she had dado him which, despite his protesting, she was convinced he enjoyed.
“I want to go to sleep.” Came the grumpy reply.
Lilinette huffed. “Don’t be so boring! tu are a kid, tu are supposed to be all energetic and want to play!”
“But I was out all day.”
“You were sleeping in a furniture store. That doesn’t count. I know! Let’s play Hide and Seek! Just no leaving this room.”
Stark thought for a moment. If he was the one doing the hiding, it might not be so bad. “Okay. Can I hide first?”
The fraccion nodded. “Yep! Okay, ready?” She turned around covering her eyes with her hands. “One…two…three…”
Stark didn’t need más than 5 segundos to pick out his hiding spot and get to it. He climbed into his bed, threw the blankets over his head, and closed his eyes.
“…thirteen, fourteen, fifteen! Ready o not, here I come!” Lilinette turned around and immediately spotted the small lump under the blankets. She shook her head and pulled them down until they were around Stark’s shoulders. He was already asleep. Smiling to herself, Lilinette climbed into the cama beside Stark. She got comfortable, and a few moments later, was sound asleep.
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Tesla groaned. Somehow, taking care of a child form of Noitora was a lot harder than his adult self. He normally had no problem serving Noitora. After all, it was an honor to be able to help the person one idolized. But this…this was just too much. Not only was Noitora very bossy as a 5-year-old, he also asked for the strangest things. For example, upon returning to Hueco Mundo, Noitora told Aizen he should get rid of all the women around because girls were crazy. When asked why they were crazy, the Espada had replied, “They just are”. For a moment, Tesla had thought Aizen was going to punish him for Noitora’s rude behavior, but, other than a spine-chilling glance, he did nothing, dismissing him to take care of Noitora.
“Hey, Tesla, I’m bored. Entertain me.”
“But, Master Noitora, tu have those toys to play with.” Tesla frowned. He had brought several toy cars from the temporary toy room as well as some Legos that Noitora had demanded only a few minutos ago, and he was already bored?
Noitora pushed the toys aside. “I don’t want them anymore. They aren’t fun.”
“I’m sorry, Master Noitora, but I’m not really sure what tu want.”
“Fight me.”
Tesla stared at Noitora for a moment. “Excuse me?”
“I dicho fight me. Are your ears broken?”
“Master Noitora, I don’t think that’s-“ Tesla’s sentence was cut short as Noitora lunged at him. The fact that the Espada was far stronger than a normal five-year-old combined with the sudden attack caught Tesla off guard, knocking him to the ground.
At first, the fraccion simply tried getting Noitora off of him, but that failed, and soon the two were rolling around on the floor play wrestling. Tesla kept on the defensive, letting Noitora whack his head a few times, while the Espada easily blocked Tesla’s blows. The battle ended with Noitora sitting on Tesla’s stomach, declaring victory.
“Hah! I win! tu know, Tesla, tu better start fighting better.”
“Fighting better, Master Noitora?”
Noitora nodded. “That’s right. We can’t have anybody else beating you. Only I’m allowed to do that.”
Tesla couldn’t help but smile. “Of course. I will train hard.”
“Good.” Noitora said, getting off of Tesla. “Now, go fill the tub up for me, I want to take a bath.”
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Barragan sat atop his Lego throne, arms crossed, watching his fraccion argue. charlotte had been complaining ever since they returned, and was further angered when he told his story to the rest of the fraccion and got laughed at.
Ggio was holding his stomach, doubled-over in laughter. “Those poor people, having to watch tu release!”
“It made for the perfect escape.” Findor said, nodding.
Avirama was also laughing. “They are probably scarred for life!”
charlotte glared. “What do tu know about beauty, Avirama? Just look at you! With your ugly eyes and weird tatuajes all over!”
“Weird tattoos?! My tatuajes make me look strong, unlike you! tu have a rosado, rosa corazón on your stomach!”
“It is not pink! It is más of a light purple! And it is very elegant!”
“Elegant? Who cares about elegance?! Power is what is important, fool!”
“I have to agree with Avirama.” Ggio said, finally able to stop laughing, “All your so called ‘beauty’ means nothing if tu can’t fight well.”
“See? Even the camarón agrees with me.”
Ggio twitched. “Shimp? Are tu insulting me?!”
“You are rather small, Ggio. tu are the shortest among us.” Nirgge pointed out.
“That’s because tu are all hulking beasts! And because tu are so big, tu are slow. I, on the other hand, have both great speed and strength! I could kick all your asses any day!”
Findor suddenly took on a serious tone. “I’m not so sure about that, Ggio. charlotte may very well blind tu if tu had to battle him.”
Despite his anger at the rest of the fraccion, Ggio couldn’t help but give in to another laughing fit, which sent charlotte off on another tangent.
“All of tu are incredibly annoying.” Poww suddenly cut in with a sharp tone. “You all need to calm down.”
Ggio growled. “You are just boring.”
“And ugly.” charlotte added in quickly.
“ENOUGH!” Barragan suddenly yelled, immediately silencing all of his fraccion. “Charlotte, tu are not beautiful! Ggio, for an adult, tu are a shrimp! All of you, tu are annoying! Now shut up and get me something to eat!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!” The six fraccion dicho in unison, using their Sonido to quickly get Barragan some comida to eat.
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Maybe this was revenge for playing with the corridors and getting Yami lost. Though he hadn’t been messing with the corridors at the time the accident occurred, his doing so in the past probably confused the Espada enough to get him lost this time and ask Szayel for help. Ichimaru groaned as he suddenly realized this whole thing was potentially his fault, at least partly. This must be some cruel form of revenge for everything he had ever done wrong in the past, like leaving Soul Society…and Rangiku.
Hm…Rangiku…he wondered what she was doing right now. Certainly not busy taking care of a kid. Though, he had to admit, now that it was just Aaroniero he had to watch, it wasn’t so bad.
“Hey, Ichimaru, I’m hungry. Can we go get something to eat?”
“Sure. Come on, I’ll take ya to go find some food.”
Ichimaru was a bit surprised as Aaroneiro grabbed his hand and walked siguiente to him. Maybe it was some instinct children had when walking with adults. He did usually see children holding their parents’ hands. Being a parent…he wondered what that would be like. He already knew how troublesome it could be, but surely it had to have its positive times too. After all, the children he was watching now were Espada, they were bound to be más trouble than a normal child. Raising his own child with Rangiku, watching him o her grow, teaching him how to fight…Rangiku would surely amor it.
Bah, what was he thinking? These things would never happen. He had turned his back on Soul Society as well as Rangiku. There was no going back for him; he had sealed his fate the moment he decided to stay with Aizen.
“Is something wrong? tu look sad.” Aaroneiro suddenly said.
Ichimaru was quickly snapped out of his thoughts. Oops, had he let his smile slip? He was usually so good at keeping it on. Then again, Tousen did say children were very perceptive. Making sure his usual grin was back on his face, he looked down at Aaroneiro. “Nah, nothin’s wrong.”
Aaroneiro didn’t seem convinced. With his spare hand, he reached into his pocket and held out a cookie to Ichimaru.
The Shinigami blinked. “Is that a cookie? Where did ya get that? I thought ya just dicho tu were hungry and wanted food?”
“I am hungry, but I’m not going to eat all these now. They are good so I want to save some for later. tu can have this one though.”
Ichimaru’s smile, for the moment, was genuine. He took the cookie from Aaroneiro and took a bite. “Thanks.”
“No problem. Just don’t ask me for more, because I can’t just keep giving tu all of them.”
“Alright.” Ichimaru chuckled. If there was any hope at all of returning to Rangiku’s side, perhaps, one day, they could start a family.
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Bonus!
The Origins of Tesla’s Eye Patch
“Hey, Tesla, what’s this for?” Noitora asked, pulling a sheathed sword out of a corner and laying it down in front of him.
“Ah, that’s your sword.”
Noitora looked confused. “My sword? I have a sword? Like, to kill people with?”
Tesla bit his lip, realizing he shouldn’t have been so honest. A five-year-old Noitora with a sword couldn’t be a good thing. “Well, it’s for when tu get older.”
“I don’t want to wait until I’m older. I want it now.” Noitora said, unsheathing the sword without bothering to ask.
“Ah, Master Noitora, that’s really not safe! Please put it back!”
Noitora ignored his fraccion and picked the sword up. He swung it around a couple of times, scratching a muro and almost shattering a window. A grin crept across his face as he held the sword in front of him with two hands. “I like this.”
Worried that Noitora would wreck the room o harm himself, Tesla stepped forward, making a mover to take the sword from the Espada. Unfortunately, Noitora had picked that same moment to oscilación it again. Tesla yelped as the tip of the blade cut across his right eye and stumbled back. He brought his hand up over his eye, touching the area gingerly. When he brought his shaky hand back down, his fingertips were red. “Ah…M-Master Noitora…th-that was my eye!” He didn’t need to get it looked at to know he would never have sight in his right eye again. The horribly stinging pain was enough to tell him that. He whimpered as he felt the blood trail down from his eye to his chin.
Noitora just stared for a moment, then shrugged. “Ah, put an eye patch over it.”
And so he did.