Christmas Nightmare (Bleach Fanfic)

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Staring at that crazy looking Santa, Ichimaru couldn't help but feel frightened. That one Espada, happened to have one of the greatest powers among all of them. Within the man's grip, Toshiro was struggling. "I used to be Santa you know."

Ichimaru couldn't help but feel his stomach lurch, from the site of his small child, being shook, almost like a rag doll. He had seen many things going on in the small child's mind, including his first crush, perhaps the fact his son finding his soul mate, to this. "Sheesh... chibi taicho... you need to curb your imagination."

He jumped in surprise, as the skull faced Baraggan launched a kido spell at him. Yes, Toshiro, when he really wanted to be, always had a rather wild imagination, and didn't always think things through. He couldn't help but pipe up, hoping that it might help the situation, as Toshiro's mind was in truth in control. "Let me ask you, how is an Espada supposed to know kido? Huh?"

"That is a good question," the boy responded, glaring at the man, as his mind tried wrapping around it. However, that should have been a warning sign to Gin, as he knew very wel, what kind of circles the boy's mind might go in.

"Because I used to be Santa before I became hollowfied." The ex-Espada's response made Ichimaru what to palm slap his own face. To put it simply Toshiro was using the logic of a child to allow his fears to run rampant.

"Gin!" The boy hissed out his dismay, turning to him, fright in his child's eyes. Though, when this was over, the silver haired man knew he would never admit it.

Ichimaru let out a sigh. "Your dream kiddo, your logic, not mine... mine would have said... Santa become hollow, Santa lose kido ability." His mind wrapped around the logic that in a child's fantasy story, there was a huge separation of good and evil. Children feared when the two blended together. Of course, Toshiro had experienced this first hand through a good portion of his life.

"But this isn't a dream... it is in fact reality." Baraggan was really starting to annoy Ichimaru about the whole thing.

"Ah... posh it's not... don't even begin to believe this guy." Gin, in his own mind, begged Toshiro not to buy into the crap the fake Santa was peddling. Then again, leave this kind of dream, to the one kid, who never had gotten Christmas.

Baraggan though, began to shake Toshiro, and spill out another lie. "You know... I wouldn't have been turned hollow, if you had just simply believed."

"Believed in what!" While Toshiro didn't know what was going on, Gin knew that the fake Santa was leading to, much to his dismay. It was getting harder to get words in edge wise, possibly because the small taicho was really panicking now, without realizing it. The child simply couldn't control his emotions.

"Let me think, you never believed in me, you never believed in Christmas at all. You would just sit back, and let it go by, every year, taking sole enjoyment in watching others enjoy the season, but never really enjoying it yourself."

"Shut the fuck up!" The small boy snapped out, trying to get lose. If it weren't for the situation, Gin would have found that whole thing humerus The debacle continued, becoming harder, causing Ichimaru to speak up, telling the small taicho not to listen to him. However, the tirade went on. "My Christmas wish, is to find my parents that don't even exist anymore!"

Ichimaru found himself flinching at this, his eyes opening wide. Never in his life, had it occurred to him, that his son had desperately wanted something. Baraggan smirked. "Don't worry... I can send you to your death so you can see them!"

Gin found himself yelling out the boy's name, as Baraggan released his attack. His face twisted in horror, as he saw his own child, die in front of him.