Breakfast at the Ishida estate was eaten in silence dressed in the nasty school uniform. Bambietta didn't bother looking up at the older woman as she found the woman quite boring. Even the choice of foods reflected how boring the woman was. The woman told her she would be taken to school by one of the older Quincy. Bambietta's eating utensil clinked against the dish in disgust. "Can these old geezers actually call themselves Quincy?"

She followed the man out to the car and sat in the back leaning up against the glass pain. "School is boring. I already know everything. That's why I always skipped class back in Vandenriech. That's what I guess though for living longer then these damn old geezers. It's completely not fair if one really thinks things through."

"You should probably hold back your rieatsu miss Basterbine. We don't need any Shinigami sensing your presence."

"What ever." The girl walked behind the man to the office where they stepped into the room. A slight fluctuation of rieatsu caught her attention and she felt a slight ping coming from another persons rieatsu. "What is a Shinigami doing here? Better yet how come this old geezer didn't sense that a Shinigami is here?"

"I think you answered your own question." The random voice in the back of her head spoke up only to be brushed away.

Her eyes fell upon a teacher wearing sunglasses and watched as the man let the sunglasses slide down to look at her. The corners of his mouth were twisted up in curiosity. "He's the one! He's the damn Shinigami! He ignored me as if I wasn't even here! That bastard!"

"Control yourself!"

"I'm going to kill him!"

"I said control yourself."

"Shinigami killed nii-chan!" Bambietta's teeth ground together as her hands clenched into fists. She vaguely heard the instructions to wait outside of the classroom until her homeroom teacher introduced her to the classroom. "I really hate school!" Before the man could say he was going to introduce a new student she barged in. "Ha! Serves him right!"

The young female stood in a pose she thought gave off the impression of super villian. She then proceeded to stomp into the room as she gave an evil smirk. She didn't pay any attention to the fact she was upsetting her classmates. The man on the other hand remained calm. "If you don't mind introducing yourself."

"I'm going to kill you, you damn Shinigami!" Bambietta pointed a finger at the man. The young Quincy was surprised to see the man remained calm as she continued to rant. She finally flicked her finger in an attempt to blow up the Shinigami. To her surprise the Shinigami manged to doge the attack launched at him, and instead the window exploded.

The way he reacted next completely took her by surprise as he shoved her from the room. He attempted to speak with her which caused the young Quincy's anger to boil even more. She didn't like the fact he placed a kido spell on her preventing her from moving. What surprised when another Quincy showed up and ordered her to skip school and not ever attack the Shinigami again. The young female hurried off.

Bambietta found herself sitting in a park nearby with her arms folded as she reached a hand up to flick one of her rieatsu bombs at one of the trashcans. The young Quincy stopped short upon realizing this may not actually be a good idea, and her lips curled up in frustration. "Seriously... do I need to really follow the rules they put down?"

"You don't know what the status of the other Quincy are. Stop and think carefully and you'll realize these are the only ones which can help you. The rest are in jail or dead."

"Cowards. They ran away from the fight. What is the point of fighting unless one wins and lives?" The girl felt her hands grip tightly around her arms a particular person popped into her head. "As I've told myself many times. Nii-chan is just a figment of my imagination. I can't blame his death on anybody."

"You were quick to blame it on the Shinigami."

The girl stood up and began to walk. "This town is completely boring. Going to school? You've got to be kidding me. A stuck up all girls school that lets Shinigami teach there. I should..." Bambietta's thoughts stopped at the idea of telling the old lady who'd taken on the role of her legal guardian about the Shinigami at the school, but her dislike of the woman rankled her as much as running into the Shinigami. The other Quincy also indicated she wasn't to say anyting, and that he would have a word about the destruction she caused at the school. "Not fair!"

She continued on her way wondering what she should down with her free time, and the first thing which came to mind was blowing something up. The voice in the back of her mind nagged at her. "You know you shouldn't bring unneeded attention to yourself."

"If I was still a part of the Sternritter I wouldn't be having to hold back." The small female clenched her hands at her side.

"You know the only reason you were never punished with death for the things you did was because of who you were within the Quincy ranks."

"Are you telling me I wasn't needed?" Bambietta responded quickly to the voice at the back of her mind, and then found herself regretting the decision. Even before the voice started speaking she knew that her thoughts could be taken as her believing the voice was real.

"If you're asking me a question about yourself then you know I'm real."

"No..." Bambietta tried thinking of an explanation. "I was asking the question of myself and not some imaginary voice in the back of my head. Seriously..."

"Seriously..." The voice began to mock her by imitating her voice only to make it off just enough that anybody could tell the difference. "... of course you were needed. The fact someone was needed didn't stop them in the past. If they weren't needed anymore, they were killed. If they became a problem, they were killed. Plus, look at the way you ended up."

"He would never have approved what Gigi did. He..." Bambietta stopped in her tracks as her hands clenched into tighter fists. "Something changed. Something went really wrong." The small female stepped aside so she could lean up against the wall, and let people pass her by. Her violet eyes fell to the ground, and her mouth twisted down. "What am I missing?"

"Your brother."

"Stop it." The words came out of Bambietta's mouth, and the young Quincy quickly snapped her mouth shut. She felt her lips push together. "I never had a brother. I never had... why am I even thinking about him all this time?"

"Because your wish, the wish you wanted granted most of all, it was to see him again."

Bambitta's head shot up, and she let out a sound of annoyance. "Why would I wish for something impossible like that? All I wished for was plenty of things to blow up, and I got my wish." The denial didn't change the awful feeling in the pit of her stomach. "I got my wish, so..."

The small female shook her head, and continued down the street until she came to an ice-cream shop. Her violet eyes brightened up, and she stepped into the place. She soon ordered a treat with her pocket change, and sat down at a table by the window. Her spoon dipped into the green treat, and moved the ice-cream to her mouth. She savored the taste of the mint-chocolate chip. "This is his favorite." For a brief second she mentally flinched, and then shrugged her shoulders. "There is nothing wrong with pretending I have a brother. Shows how bored I am."