1000 Years: One Shots (Part 1)

63. The Way We Are

Title: The Way We Are

Genre: Theoretical

Characters: Bambietta, Toshiro, Rangiku

Summary: People deal with feelings in different ways.

Rating: T

Notes: Nothing really.

Rangiku turned around the office door in time to see something come hurtling at her head. She dodged the item and looked her daughter right in the eye. "What do you think you're doing? If you break stuff your brother is going to be mad at you."

"As if I care."

The busty female took a deep breath. "All right. Why do you say that?"

"He doesn't speak to me! He left almost as soon as I came in to see him! He hates me!"

"He does not."

"Then why can't he have a conversation with me."

"That's because..." Rangiku frowned. "Why don't I go talk to him? Could you hold off trashing the division quarters for just a bit?" Despite the fact there came no response from the girl the busty woman went to look for her son. She found him in his private quarters like she thought. "Taicho?" The boy's head darted up. "You've been crying, haven't you?"

"I have not." The tone of voice though told her he had been trying to hide the fact his emotions had gotten the better of him.

"Uh-huh, sure."

"Matsumoto, may I remind you that I am a captain of the Gotei Thirteen and thus I am expected to act like one."

"May I remind my son that if he bottles in his emotions trying to act like an adult he will eventually find said emotions building up so he loses it in some manner that will lead to his personal embarrassment."

"Sheesh... Matsumoto."

"Matsumoto?"

"Ka-chan..."

"Come on, let's go talk to your sister."

"I..." There came a pause as Toshiro looked at her. "She..."

"All right, what did she do."

"She got mad because I didn't speak to her. She began yelling and telling me that I'm a bigot."

"What?"

"She thinks I hate Quincy and that's why I don't talk to her."

"Come on... let's go talk to her." Rangiku watched as her son let out a deep sigh and rolled his eyes. Rolling his eyes was a behavior he had picked up from Bambietta. They returned to the office to find the purple haired female sulking. "I brought him back."

"It's not as if you can make him like me."

The busty female turned towards her son and saw the rather hurt look on his face. "No... I can't make him like you, but you can't also say that he likes or hates you unless he personally tells you himself."

"He doesn't speak to me. He's got this cold attitude towards me because I'm a Quincy."

"Actually, he's like that with a lot of people regardless of whether they're a Quincy or not."

"Great. So he doesn't care if the two of us have a relationship. I give up."

"No! Wait! Toshiro's hand raised up and his eyes filled with panic."

"No. I'm tired of getting hurt by you."

"Hurt by me!" The temperature in the room changed causing Rangiku to cover her eyes. "I've not done anything to you that warrants such comments."