Saturday, June 26, 2010
SORRY D:
Sorry guys was on a week-long, out of state vacation. I am now back and I have some fresh new ideas for the Mech Arc storyline, so I shall get to work on the next part and it should be posted between tomorrow or monday... send some ideas if your interested :D
Saturday, June 12, 2010
The Next part of the story! A faceoff! We shall see the winner!
Back in Soul Society…
I stepped outside of my room, looking around at the empty walkway.
"Hmph…" I grunted, "Hisagi and Ruka must be out on their rounds…" I scratched my head…
After freshening myself up and having a little something to eat before beginning the day, I ventured through the hallways of the 9th Division Editorial building. As I passed by, several of the shinigami stopped and bowed swiftly "Good Morning Vice-Captain Shiba!"
I acknowledged them with a quick nod, stopping to one of the shinigami to ask them something.
"Y…yes Vice Captain!" He stopped shortly in front of me.
"Might you know where Captain Kusabana or Vice-Captain Hisagi are?"
The shinigami nodded.
"Captain Kusabana went to a Captain's meeting, I don't know if you heard about it this morning, and Vice-Captain Hisagi was dispatched to take care of a few wandering hollow."
"Thank you." I said shortly, darting off, and leaving the confused shinigami behind.
I stepped out into the open pathways, like a maze, filled with white walls and tile that reflected the sunlight, seemed to lead to nowhere.
Thankfully for me, I knew my way around. I followed one particular pathway until I reached a cliff-side, overlooking vast green fields. A breeze rushed through the grass, the green blades flowing wildly in the wind, as if I was standing in an endless green ocean with furious waves. My blade glowed vibrantly. I smiled. Today was my kind of day…
Despite the beauty of the day, there was the slightest inkling within me that something bad was going to happen. I frowned, leaping from the tall height of the cliff, and landing safely on the grounds, in the direct center of the vast plains. I looked into the distance, the skies here seemed fresh and blue, but the sky farther in the distant… gradually became gray and dull…
"How odd…" I said out loud, stepping a little farther, hoping I might find out what was causing this gut-wretching feeling within me…
I could make out the silhouette of something in the distance… I was a little unsure… but I figured I should check it out… Maybe it was the hollows Ruka was after…
I had already gone much farther out from the gates of Sereitei, not realizing I was going much farther than I was supposed to…
The silhouette grew larger, the skies grew fairly duller, and I began to run towards it, despite my logic telling me to stay and report it to Captain-Commander Yamamoto…
As I neared it, my eyes widened… What the heck? An attack? Today? I stepped back in slight fear… I better report this to the Captain Commander… I was stopped in mid-sentence…
A giant bullet whizzed by my head, barely missing my by inches, slightly burning the a lock of my messy hair…
I pulled out my zanpakuto, the blade beaming with the sunlight, humming in my hand as it recognized the enemy…
A whole squadron of black clad people neared me, separated by only a few feet…
They all wore the same clothing, except the three of the leaders. They wore long black trench coats that extended as far as the heels of their shiny black boots to the black hoods pulled over their heads. They wore smooth black masks that covered their faces, leaving only one eyehole… They too, carried zanpakuto, but they were sheathed horizontally on the lower midsection of their backs, shorter blades than the usual zanpakuto, in a black sheath embroidered with silver ornate designs of dragons burning down skeletons…
The three people in the front, smiling menacingly at me, stood in front of the fifty soldiers… The one on the left was a man, who wore the same leather trench coat and boots, but his coat was sleeveless, revealing his pale skin… he wore no hood or mask, and his devious smirk and glinting icy blue eyes seemed dangerous. His spiked blonde hair extended to about shoulder length, and his zanpakuto was slung across his back, a bright red sash holding the sheath in place. He wore a silver breastplate, and he was overall a skinny, yet tall figure…
The one to the right was a female, with well… erhm… well-endowed breasts and a very striking figure… She wore high -heel shiny black boots with the same trench coat, which was unzipped at the top, and covered with a black silk scarf, which tumbled around her to the ground… It seemed to flow unnaturally as if underwater… Her long black hair cascaded around the frame of her face, which was pale, delicate, and fairly rosy… She had the appearance of a porcelain doll, except in fighting gear… Her zanpakuto was sheathed at her right, which was odd for most people, but I figured she was left-handed…
The third one in the middle, stood with his arms crossed. He had a serious look upon his face, with no edge of happiness whatsoever…
He was tall, wore a black loose shirt and hakama, with a black leather jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with no mask. He had black hair, wavier than mines, and more neat, but the same length as my hair. His eyes were sad and darkened, as if he were tired. His red and blue eyes pierced into me. He had three scars on his right eye, and his skin was somewhat pale… he held his sheathed zanpakuto in his left hand, a strap wrapped around his wrist, securing the zanpakuto… he was shorter than the blonde guy, but taller than the woman, and fairly thin, which was hard to tell due to his baggy clothing…
"So… I have finally come face to face with a shinigami… and you seem to be a little stronger than the others…" His soft voice chilled my spine. This dude was really creepy.
"What others?" I asked, fearing what his response would be.
With a quick snap of his fingers, one of the black robed figures from behind handed the leader a big worn-out sack…
Daiki turned the sack over, and out rolled the heads of a few shinigami, whose expressions of fear, terror, or sadness were frozen in place…
"You bastard…" I muttered under my breath, staring at the decapitated heads in horror…
"Unfortunately, you may just be next…" The man said…
"Who are you?" I asked, utterly confused… "And why do you want to attack the Thirteen Protection Squads?"
He smiled and chuckled softly to himself… "Usually I do not give away my name so easily, but seeing as your fate is death, there is no point in keeping it from you… I am Daiki Sasaki, Vice-Commander of the Organization… And we are here to eliminate any other shinigami who still wield zanpakuto… As you can see, our job may take some time, but I can assure you it will get done." He pointed to the woman and the man next to him… "And these are Rose and Akuma…
I took one step back. "You're going to have to get through me first in order to get any farther…" I held out my zanpakuto, the blade beaming brightly in the now dull skies…
He laughed, which really annoyed me. I didn't like it when people laughed at me when I was being serious… "You are obviously outnumbered! We can cut you in minutes!" Daiki stepped forward… "Now, you will tell me your name, so that I will know who it is I am cutting down…"
I grunted… This guy really did not think I could take him down… "Raine Shiba…" I said, "Vice-Captain of the Ninth Division…"
He looked back, and frowned when he saw the sky becoming darker and darker…
"Well, it seems I have no time to spare, enough with the formalities, so stand still so I can just finish you of and proceed with the attack…"
He unsheathed his zanpakuto, a dull gray blade, but it seemed to make a buzzing noise of some sort… His subordinates behind him drew their zanpakutos…
Daiki charged towards me, I held up my sword, blocking his attack…
"This is pointless…" He swung his blade to the side, I turned the hilt, easily blocking his attack… He slammed his blade against mines, my blade glowing furiously with every blow… He jumped back, I darted towards him, striking for his side… the blade piercing the tip of his clothes, drawing a drop of blood from his hip…
"You underestimate me…" I said, landing behind him… His eyes widened…
"Akuma! Rose!" He shouted to them… They nodded and came to his side, drawing their holding out their zanpakutos…
"Really? You are going as far as calling assistance?" I chuckled… "Do you even have a shikai?" I smiled…
"I do… I do not wish to waste such a power on you… I haven't got the time!" All three of them charged at me, I blocked Daiki's attack, then shifting over and blocking a blow from Akuma, dodging an oncoming swing from Rose… She swiftly and gracefully danced with her blade, landing a blow on my ribs, slicing some of my skin, and drawing blood…
I jumped backwards, darting behind Akuma, directing my blade towards him, as he blocked it, glaring angrily at me, Daiki coming from behind me and slicing at my arm, I barely dodged it by inches…. Rose jabbed her blade at me, I dodged again, using shunpo to gain some distance between me and my three opponents, panting heavily as I faced them, only a few feet away…
I held out my hand… muttering the incantation, hoping kidou would help me… I recited… "Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and become the wind, stop and become the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle!" My hand glowed a bright yellow, electricity charging between my fingers, stuttering and shaking, very unstable and hard to maintain, but still controllable…
I screamed… "Thunder Roar Canon!" My the yellow electric sphere burst, going insane and spreading out into several directions before finally targeting Daiki, Akuma, and Rose…
The yellow lightning charged towards them… Rose remained emotionless, but shrieked as the shot slammed against her, shoving her backwards and shocking her… Akuma barely missed it, receiving some of the blow, but only enough to be pushed backwards… Daiki used shunpo to appear in midair, directly above the shot of electricity, and landing once more as the blast passed by…
"Interesting… It seems that shot was a little off…" Daiki criticized. "Perhaps you need a little more practice with your kidou…"
I was annoyed… Rose stood back up, zanpakuto drawn; Akuma turned to me, holding his zanpakuto outwards… Daiki stood in the center, one hand in pocket, and the other with the pommel of his zanpakuto dangling in his fingers, as if he were bored…
"Finish him…" Daiki said… closing his eyes and leaning against the trunk of a tree…
Rose came at me from the left, Akuma from the right, her black hair and his blonde hair only mere flashes as they zoomed towards me… I attempted to hold up my zanpakuto in defense, but I knew it would not work, regardless of were I moved… I did not have time to release my zanpakuto… I would be injured severely one way or the other…
I heard a loud clash of blades coming from both sides… Akuma and Rose had stopped…
I looked to my left… Kira Izuru was standing there, holding up his blade and blocking Akuma's zanpakuto from striking me…
I looked to my right… Rangiku Matsumoto stood there, her blade outstretched, and blocking Rose's blade from striking me…
Daiki straightened up, walking closer towards us… and stopped… an amused expression across his face…
"So… you brought friends…" He held his zanpakuto up again, this time pointed at me…
"Who are you and why are you here?" Izuru turned to Daiki, as Akuma disappeared and re-appeared next to Daiki's side, Rose joining the both of them, Rangiku standing next to me…
Daiki sighed. "Why do I have to explain myself over and over again? I'm Daiki Sasaki… here to destroy the shinigami, so on and so forth… I'm sure that explains enough doesn't it? I was about to finish your friend off here, but you two decided to interfere…"
"You are attacking a member of the Protection Squads, it is our duty to 'interfere' in this case…" Rangiku responded, serious, and sheathing her zanpakuto…
Daiki thought about it for a moment… "Hmmm…" he smiled and stepped forward…
"Right then, I guess we're forced to resort to Shikai. Rose, Akuma, it is time…" He nodded to either one of them…
Rose stepped in front of Rangiku, holding out her zanpakuto… She held it horizontally, and the blade slowly began to fade away…
"Dance with the Shadows… Chiran (Blood Orchid)…" Her zanpakuto shifted and snapped a black mist slowly clouding around the blade, covering it in a coat of shimmering black… the blade emitting a black mist into the air… the pommel turning a shimmering gold with a purple tassel hanging off form the edge… The black mist spewed into the air, tiny gears that ran along the blade chugged and churned as the black mist continued to spew into the air…
Rangiku stepped back… holding out her zanpakuto and running her hand across the smooth blade… "Growl… Haineko (Ash Cat)!" Her blade glowed and blew away like sand, a gray fog encircling around her, leaving only the pommel in her hand… The ash circled around her, ready to attack…
Akuma neared Izuru Kira, holding his zanpakuto diagonally and backhanded… He smiled… "Punish for Eternity… Sunadokei (Hourglass)..." His zanpakuto did not change much, other than the fact that the tip of the blade split into a three-pronged fork… He seemed sure of himself, and determined that he would defeat Izuru Kira…
Izuru remained emotionless… simply holding out his zanpakuto and calling "Raise your Head… Wabisuke (The Wretched One)…" The blade straitened out, the tip of it bending until it became a square-like hook, both being at a 90-degree angle… They both held out their zanpakutos, ready for either one to strike first…
Daiki Sasaki stepped in front of me, properly holding his zanpakuto firmly in his hand… He smiled; sure that this would be my end… "Murder…" he called… "Asenaru (Arsenal)!" His blade faded away, blood suddenly seeping from Daiki's hands until two guns formed in either of his hands, both of them a gray dull revolver, with blades underneath… A golden dragon was etching into each barrel of either gun, and glowed with yellow spirit energy… He wielded two gunblades, and I was doomed to find out what his gunblades were capable of shooting…
I held my zanpakuto vertically… "Blind the Enemy… Raito… Hisui…. Emerarudo! (Jade-Emerald Light)!" My blade hummed and grew brighter, nearly to a glowing state, as green light particles began to form around me, my blade grew a bright white-green… Green light particles circled around my blade and a small wave of light spewed from the blade… I was ready to fight…
It was a face-off between us all; we needed to win this battle, for the sake and protection of the Gotei 13, and Sereitei… We could not call for assistance; we were far too out of bounds to make contact with anyone… We could not lose this battle. We had to win. For the sake of Soul Society…
I stepped outside of my room, looking around at the empty walkway.
"Hmph…" I grunted, "Hisagi and Ruka must be out on their rounds…" I scratched my head…
After freshening myself up and having a little something to eat before beginning the day, I ventured through the hallways of the 9th Division Editorial building. As I passed by, several of the shinigami stopped and bowed swiftly "Good Morning Vice-Captain Shiba!"
I acknowledged them with a quick nod, stopping to one of the shinigami to ask them something.
"Y…yes Vice Captain!" He stopped shortly in front of me.
"Might you know where Captain Kusabana or Vice-Captain Hisagi are?"
The shinigami nodded.
"Captain Kusabana went to a Captain's meeting, I don't know if you heard about it this morning, and Vice-Captain Hisagi was dispatched to take care of a few wandering hollow."
"Thank you." I said shortly, darting off, and leaving the confused shinigami behind.
I stepped out into the open pathways, like a maze, filled with white walls and tile that reflected the sunlight, seemed to lead to nowhere.
Thankfully for me, I knew my way around. I followed one particular pathway until I reached a cliff-side, overlooking vast green fields. A breeze rushed through the grass, the green blades flowing wildly in the wind, as if I was standing in an endless green ocean with furious waves. My blade glowed vibrantly. I smiled. Today was my kind of day…
Despite the beauty of the day, there was the slightest inkling within me that something bad was going to happen. I frowned, leaping from the tall height of the cliff, and landing safely on the grounds, in the direct center of the vast plains. I looked into the distance, the skies here seemed fresh and blue, but the sky farther in the distant… gradually became gray and dull…
"How odd…" I said out loud, stepping a little farther, hoping I might find out what was causing this gut-wretching feeling within me…
I could make out the silhouette of something in the distance… I was a little unsure… but I figured I should check it out… Maybe it was the hollows Ruka was after…
I had already gone much farther out from the gates of Sereitei, not realizing I was going much farther than I was supposed to…
The silhouette grew larger, the skies grew fairly duller, and I began to run towards it, despite my logic telling me to stay and report it to Captain-Commander Yamamoto…
As I neared it, my eyes widened… What the heck? An attack? Today? I stepped back in slight fear… I better report this to the Captain Commander… I was stopped in mid-sentence…
A giant bullet whizzed by my head, barely missing my by inches, slightly burning the a lock of my messy hair…
I pulled out my zanpakuto, the blade beaming with the sunlight, humming in my hand as it recognized the enemy…
A whole squadron of black clad people neared me, separated by only a few feet…
They all wore the same clothing, except the three of the leaders. They wore long black trench coats that extended as far as the heels of their shiny black boots to the black hoods pulled over their heads. They wore smooth black masks that covered their faces, leaving only one eyehole… They too, carried zanpakuto, but they were sheathed horizontally on the lower midsection of their backs, shorter blades than the usual zanpakuto, in a black sheath embroidered with silver ornate designs of dragons burning down skeletons…
The three people in the front, smiling menacingly at me, stood in front of the fifty soldiers… The one on the left was a man, who wore the same leather trench coat and boots, but his coat was sleeveless, revealing his pale skin… he wore no hood or mask, and his devious smirk and glinting icy blue eyes seemed dangerous. His spiked blonde hair extended to about shoulder length, and his zanpakuto was slung across his back, a bright red sash holding the sheath in place. He wore a silver breastplate, and he was overall a skinny, yet tall figure…
The one to the right was a female, with well… erhm… well-endowed breasts and a very striking figure… She wore high -heel shiny black boots with the same trench coat, which was unzipped at the top, and covered with a black silk scarf, which tumbled around her to the ground… It seemed to flow unnaturally as if underwater… Her long black hair cascaded around the frame of her face, which was pale, delicate, and fairly rosy… She had the appearance of a porcelain doll, except in fighting gear… Her zanpakuto was sheathed at her right, which was odd for most people, but I figured she was left-handed…
The third one in the middle, stood with his arms crossed. He had a serious look upon his face, with no edge of happiness whatsoever…
He was tall, wore a black loose shirt and hakama, with a black leather jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with no mask. He had black hair, wavier than mines, and more neat, but the same length as my hair. His eyes were sad and darkened, as if he were tired. His red and blue eyes pierced into me. He had three scars on his right eye, and his skin was somewhat pale… he held his sheathed zanpakuto in his left hand, a strap wrapped around his wrist, securing the zanpakuto… he was shorter than the blonde guy, but taller than the woman, and fairly thin, which was hard to tell due to his baggy clothing…
"So… I have finally come face to face with a shinigami… and you seem to be a little stronger than the others…" His soft voice chilled my spine. This dude was really creepy.
"What others?" I asked, fearing what his response would be.
With a quick snap of his fingers, one of the black robed figures from behind handed the leader a big worn-out sack…
Daiki turned the sack over, and out rolled the heads of a few shinigami, whose expressions of fear, terror, or sadness were frozen in place…
"You bastard…" I muttered under my breath, staring at the decapitated heads in horror…
"Unfortunately, you may just be next…" The man said…
"Who are you?" I asked, utterly confused… "And why do you want to attack the Thirteen Protection Squads?"
He smiled and chuckled softly to himself… "Usually I do not give away my name so easily, but seeing as your fate is death, there is no point in keeping it from you… I am Daiki Sasaki, Vice-Commander of the Organization… And we are here to eliminate any other shinigami who still wield zanpakuto… As you can see, our job may take some time, but I can assure you it will get done." He pointed to the woman and the man next to him… "And these are Rose and Akuma…
I took one step back. "You're going to have to get through me first in order to get any farther…" I held out my zanpakuto, the blade beaming brightly in the now dull skies…
He laughed, which really annoyed me. I didn't like it when people laughed at me when I was being serious… "You are obviously outnumbered! We can cut you in minutes!" Daiki stepped forward… "Now, you will tell me your name, so that I will know who it is I am cutting down…"
I grunted… This guy really did not think I could take him down… "Raine Shiba…" I said, "Vice-Captain of the Ninth Division…"
He looked back, and frowned when he saw the sky becoming darker and darker…
"Well, it seems I have no time to spare, enough with the formalities, so stand still so I can just finish you of and proceed with the attack…"
He unsheathed his zanpakuto, a dull gray blade, but it seemed to make a buzzing noise of some sort… His subordinates behind him drew their zanpakutos…
Daiki charged towards me, I held up my sword, blocking his attack…
"This is pointless…" He swung his blade to the side, I turned the hilt, easily blocking his attack… He slammed his blade against mines, my blade glowing furiously with every blow… He jumped back, I darted towards him, striking for his side… the blade piercing the tip of his clothes, drawing a drop of blood from his hip…
"You underestimate me…" I said, landing behind him… His eyes widened…
"Akuma! Rose!" He shouted to them… They nodded and came to his side, drawing their holding out their zanpakutos…
"Really? You are going as far as calling assistance?" I chuckled… "Do you even have a shikai?" I smiled…
"I do… I do not wish to waste such a power on you… I haven't got the time!" All three of them charged at me, I blocked Daiki's attack, then shifting over and blocking a blow from Akuma, dodging an oncoming swing from Rose… She swiftly and gracefully danced with her blade, landing a blow on my ribs, slicing some of my skin, and drawing blood…
I jumped backwards, darting behind Akuma, directing my blade towards him, as he blocked it, glaring angrily at me, Daiki coming from behind me and slicing at my arm, I barely dodged it by inches…. Rose jabbed her blade at me, I dodged again, using shunpo to gain some distance between me and my three opponents, panting heavily as I faced them, only a few feet away…
I held out my hand… muttering the incantation, hoping kidou would help me… I recited… "Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and become the wind, stop and become the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle!" My hand glowed a bright yellow, electricity charging between my fingers, stuttering and shaking, very unstable and hard to maintain, but still controllable…
I screamed… "Thunder Roar Canon!" My the yellow electric sphere burst, going insane and spreading out into several directions before finally targeting Daiki, Akuma, and Rose…
The yellow lightning charged towards them… Rose remained emotionless, but shrieked as the shot slammed against her, shoving her backwards and shocking her… Akuma barely missed it, receiving some of the blow, but only enough to be pushed backwards… Daiki used shunpo to appear in midair, directly above the shot of electricity, and landing once more as the blast passed by…
"Interesting… It seems that shot was a little off…" Daiki criticized. "Perhaps you need a little more practice with your kidou…"
I was annoyed… Rose stood back up, zanpakuto drawn; Akuma turned to me, holding his zanpakuto outwards… Daiki stood in the center, one hand in pocket, and the other with the pommel of his zanpakuto dangling in his fingers, as if he were bored…
"Finish him…" Daiki said… closing his eyes and leaning against the trunk of a tree…
Rose came at me from the left, Akuma from the right, her black hair and his blonde hair only mere flashes as they zoomed towards me… I attempted to hold up my zanpakuto in defense, but I knew it would not work, regardless of were I moved… I did not have time to release my zanpakuto… I would be injured severely one way or the other…
I heard a loud clash of blades coming from both sides… Akuma and Rose had stopped…
I looked to my left… Kira Izuru was standing there, holding up his blade and blocking Akuma's zanpakuto from striking me…
I looked to my right… Rangiku Matsumoto stood there, her blade outstretched, and blocking Rose's blade from striking me…
Daiki straightened up, walking closer towards us… and stopped… an amused expression across his face…
"So… you brought friends…" He held his zanpakuto up again, this time pointed at me…
"Who are you and why are you here?" Izuru turned to Daiki, as Akuma disappeared and re-appeared next to Daiki's side, Rose joining the both of them, Rangiku standing next to me…
Daiki sighed. "Why do I have to explain myself over and over again? I'm Daiki Sasaki… here to destroy the shinigami, so on and so forth… I'm sure that explains enough doesn't it? I was about to finish your friend off here, but you two decided to interfere…"
"You are attacking a member of the Protection Squads, it is our duty to 'interfere' in this case…" Rangiku responded, serious, and sheathing her zanpakuto…
Daiki thought about it for a moment… "Hmmm…" he smiled and stepped forward…
"Right then, I guess we're forced to resort to Shikai. Rose, Akuma, it is time…" He nodded to either one of them…
Rose stepped in front of Rangiku, holding out her zanpakuto… She held it horizontally, and the blade slowly began to fade away…
"Dance with the Shadows… Chiran (Blood Orchid)…" Her zanpakuto shifted and snapped a black mist slowly clouding around the blade, covering it in a coat of shimmering black… the blade emitting a black mist into the air… the pommel turning a shimmering gold with a purple tassel hanging off form the edge… The black mist spewed into the air, tiny gears that ran along the blade chugged and churned as the black mist continued to spew into the air…
Rangiku stepped back… holding out her zanpakuto and running her hand across the smooth blade… "Growl… Haineko (Ash Cat)!" Her blade glowed and blew away like sand, a gray fog encircling around her, leaving only the pommel in her hand… The ash circled around her, ready to attack…
Akuma neared Izuru Kira, holding his zanpakuto diagonally and backhanded… He smiled… "Punish for Eternity… Sunadokei (Hourglass)..." His zanpakuto did not change much, other than the fact that the tip of the blade split into a three-pronged fork… He seemed sure of himself, and determined that he would defeat Izuru Kira…
Izuru remained emotionless… simply holding out his zanpakuto and calling "Raise your Head… Wabisuke (The Wretched One)…" The blade straitened out, the tip of it bending until it became a square-like hook, both being at a 90-degree angle… They both held out their zanpakutos, ready for either one to strike first…
Daiki Sasaki stepped in front of me, properly holding his zanpakuto firmly in his hand… He smiled; sure that this would be my end… "Murder…" he called… "Asenaru (Arsenal)!" His blade faded away, blood suddenly seeping from Daiki's hands until two guns formed in either of his hands, both of them a gray dull revolver, with blades underneath… A golden dragon was etching into each barrel of either gun, and glowed with yellow spirit energy… He wielded two gunblades, and I was doomed to find out what his gunblades were capable of shooting…
I held my zanpakuto vertically… "Blind the Enemy… Raito… Hisui…. Emerarudo! (Jade-Emerald Light)!" My blade hummed and grew brighter, nearly to a glowing state, as green light particles began to form around me, my blade grew a bright white-green… Green light particles circled around my blade and a small wave of light spewed from the blade… I was ready to fight…
It was a face-off between us all; we needed to win this battle, for the sake and protection of the Gotei 13, and Sereitei… We could not call for assistance; we were far too out of bounds to make contact with anyone… We could not lose this battle. We had to win. For the sake of Soul Society…
Sorry D:
I know I haven't posted in awhile... Next post should be coming out this afternoon keep your eyes out for it! :D!
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Tsk Tsk Tsk... Never knew they floated that boat
Well... Here's ichigo's reaction upon seeing a yaoi fanbase on him and renji... :/ poor guys
I could not stop laughing when I saw this XD
Tsk Tsk Tsk... poor Rukia... well... wait until she see's hentai >.>
Next part of the story :D!
Later that evening, as Ruka scarffed down her first loaf of bread, the sky turning darker and darker, and the moon peered out from behind a grey cloud, Konton arrived, furious at Ruka for staying back there with that strange man.
"He is actually a very nice person Konton…" She muffled through her stuffed mouth, which was filled with chewed bread.
"You shouldn't have stayed back there! What if he killed you or something! Who would I stay with then!?" He whined, as he too chowed down on his bread.
"He didn't kill me… and he even gave me bread!" She replied.
"I had some bread already!"
"Well now we have more!"
Konton threw up his arms in defeat, obviously annoyed and frustrated at Ruka's stubbornness.
"Fine, just don't leave me like that again…" Konton said sighed.
"I'm your friend, I wouldn't leave your side without reason." Ruka smiled.
"I get it." Konton said shortly, as he continued to tear off chunks of his loaf. They were in the alleyway again, it was cold and damp, and this warm bread would be the only luxury they would have for days, and all they had was their freindship…
Ruka smiled and looked to Raine, her lieutenant… They were sitting on top of one of the buildings in the Gotei 13, and they were overlooking the vast expanse of Sereitei. The breeze brushed through their hair, as they sat silently for a few moments…
"So that is how you first met Captain Ukitake?" I asked her, interested in her past, and where she had come from.
"Yes, and from there I was brought into the Shinigami Academy… And from there, well, here I am!" She sighed.
"Whatever happened to that boy you talked about a few minutes ago?" I asked again.
"I don't know," She said. "I have not seen him since I went to meet Jushiro the next day… he told me about my abilities and my opportunity to join the Shinigami, and then of course, there was a home and food provided… so I accepted… Since then, I never saw him again."
"Kinda sad, if you ask me…" I sighed.
"I know… He was my best friend then…" We both sat, immersed in silence…
I heard a noise from behind me, turning my head to see Shuhei Hisagi appear right next to us…
"I figured you guys would be up here." He called, as he joined us, sitting on the rooftop overlooking Sereitiei…
"Welcome, and yeah, we finished our stuff so we decided to talk up here. Where were you?" I asked Hisagi.
"Out there training some newer recruits… But I am happy you were able to help with the editorial duties, or I would have not had any time off for today." He sighed, running one hand through his spiked hair.
"You're welcome!" Ruka smiled. "Why not stay here with us for awhile. We've done enough for the day…"
Hisagi nodded and joined us.
Ruka pulled out her notebook from the folds of her robes and began to scribble something down in it…
I leaned over and peered into the notebook… Hisagi, seated at the other side of Ruka, leaned over as well to look inside the notebook.
She signed, calmly closing her notebook. "Great… Now there are two of you…"
I chuckled, I jabbed my hand out at it as if to grab it, Ruka blocked my hand from reaching it, allowing Hisagi to slip it out from underneath her arm.
"Are you serious!?" Ruka stood up. I stood up, running to the opposite side where Hisagi stood.
"Let's see if there's anything written about Captain Hitsugaya in there!" Hisagi began to open the first page.
"Hey don't look in it!" Ruka jumped for the book.
Hisagi disappeared in seconds. Ruke turned to me, furious…
"You're gonna have to get it from us!" I laughed. Using shunpo to disappear as well.
As I left, Ruka laughed to herself, pulling out her actual notebook from the folds of her robes…
"When those jerks realize they took my spare, it will be hours from now!" She sat down, crossed her legs, and began to write inside of her notebook…
Several decades ago…
Mayuri cursed softly as he shifted through the several documents on his desk. He had dropped a vial, which contained a slightly acidic liquid inside… He left the laboratory to get a few other items to clean up the excessive mess…
The open window allowed a small breeze inside…
A ninja, dressed in black clothing and a small half-mask in the shape of a skull on his face… He slipped down from the roof, and entered the laboratory through the small window…
Hurriedly looking through the documents on the desk, he located the documents he had needed, the ideas for a mechanical zanpakuto developed by Mayuri… Exactly what he needed… He rolled them up and tucked them underneath his belt, slipping through the window, and stealthily leaving the building…
Mayuri returned to the room, annoyed by the chilly breeze of the outdoors, and closing the shutters, locking them to keep out the breeze… Little did he ever realize that he had lost his plans for an amazing discovery…
Off in a Hidden Valley in the present time…
He was running, panting as he neared closer and closer to the giant grand doors. The hallways were pitch black, with obsidian floor tiling and no lighting whatsoever. It was hard for him to see, but he could make out the giant arched double doors, made of some weird black marble, towering over him. He pushed them forward, using his strength as he forced it open…
This room was made entirely of black marble, with very few orbs of light floating and suspended aimlessly in the air, as if they were stars, or particles drifting in water. On the other side of the room, a tall throne, with elaborate etchings of gold leaf depicting skulls and several twisted versions of a human face. The headboard of the chair rose all the way up to the ceiling, branching out as if it were a tree… A man sitting inside, cloaked entirely in overflowing black robes, with capes and overcoats and under robes, all made of the same black silk, cascaded down the steps leading up to the throne… The tall man on the throne wore a silver mask in the shape of a mortified skull, with no openings for the eyes, nose, or the mouth…
"Daiki Sasaki…" His deep booming voice called…
"Y-yes master?" Daiki stammered as he entered the throne room, the small orbs of light bouncing off of him…
The man on the throne remained silent for a few moments, and then continued…
"You have failed us once again, that attack on the village went horribly. I have always expected better of you, but you are failing to meet my expectations… If you cannot prove yourself worthy of the rank of General, then why do I not have your head mounted on my wall?"
Daiki gulped and looked at the wall behind the throne, which was composed entirely of skulls from the heads of the man's victims…
"I shall do better master, please allow me another chance at this next assignment…" Daiki pleaded somewhat boldly, not showing as much submission as the man in the throne had expected him to.
"Very well, if you fail this assignment, you shall be executed at once, I have no room for those who do not excel, and those who do not excel should be terminated… Like those damn Shinigami… It was quite easy to steal those blueprints from their foolish excuse of a scientist… Our scientist is much more experienced and was able to actually modify the idea to be more elite… We now have mechanical zanpakutos, truly weapons that cannot be stopped…"
Daiki nodded. "Yes, my master."
"Be gone then, rally up a few of the troops, you are ready, attack the outlying villages of Sereitei, we need to show those Shinigami we mean business…"
Daiki looked to the ground, as he turned and muttered under his breath… "Yes… Master Konton…" and left the room at once…
"He is actually a very nice person Konton…" She muffled through her stuffed mouth, which was filled with chewed bread.
"You shouldn't have stayed back there! What if he killed you or something! Who would I stay with then!?" He whined, as he too chowed down on his bread.
"He didn't kill me… and he even gave me bread!" She replied.
"I had some bread already!"
"Well now we have more!"
Konton threw up his arms in defeat, obviously annoyed and frustrated at Ruka's stubbornness.
"Fine, just don't leave me like that again…" Konton said sighed.
"I'm your friend, I wouldn't leave your side without reason." Ruka smiled.
"I get it." Konton said shortly, as he continued to tear off chunks of his loaf. They were in the alleyway again, it was cold and damp, and this warm bread would be the only luxury they would have for days, and all they had was their freindship…
Ruka smiled and looked to Raine, her lieutenant… They were sitting on top of one of the buildings in the Gotei 13, and they were overlooking the vast expanse of Sereitei. The breeze brushed through their hair, as they sat silently for a few moments…
"So that is how you first met Captain Ukitake?" I asked her, interested in her past, and where she had come from.
"Yes, and from there I was brought into the Shinigami Academy… And from there, well, here I am!" She sighed.
"Whatever happened to that boy you talked about a few minutes ago?" I asked again.
"I don't know," She said. "I have not seen him since I went to meet Jushiro the next day… he told me about my abilities and my opportunity to join the Shinigami, and then of course, there was a home and food provided… so I accepted… Since then, I never saw him again."
"Kinda sad, if you ask me…" I sighed.
"I know… He was my best friend then…" We both sat, immersed in silence…
I heard a noise from behind me, turning my head to see Shuhei Hisagi appear right next to us…
"I figured you guys would be up here." He called, as he joined us, sitting on the rooftop overlooking Sereitiei…
"Welcome, and yeah, we finished our stuff so we decided to talk up here. Where were you?" I asked Hisagi.
"Out there training some newer recruits… But I am happy you were able to help with the editorial duties, or I would have not had any time off for today." He sighed, running one hand through his spiked hair.
"You're welcome!" Ruka smiled. "Why not stay here with us for awhile. We've done enough for the day…"
Hisagi nodded and joined us.
Ruka pulled out her notebook from the folds of her robes and began to scribble something down in it…
I leaned over and peered into the notebook… Hisagi, seated at the other side of Ruka, leaned over as well to look inside the notebook.
She signed, calmly closing her notebook. "Great… Now there are two of you…"
I chuckled, I jabbed my hand out at it as if to grab it, Ruka blocked my hand from reaching it, allowing Hisagi to slip it out from underneath her arm.
"Are you serious!?" Ruka stood up. I stood up, running to the opposite side where Hisagi stood.
"Let's see if there's anything written about Captain Hitsugaya in there!" Hisagi began to open the first page.
"Hey don't look in it!" Ruka jumped for the book.
Hisagi disappeared in seconds. Ruke turned to me, furious…
"You're gonna have to get it from us!" I laughed. Using shunpo to disappear as well.
As I left, Ruka laughed to herself, pulling out her actual notebook from the folds of her robes…
"When those jerks realize they took my spare, it will be hours from now!" She sat down, crossed her legs, and began to write inside of her notebook…
Several decades ago…
Mayuri cursed softly as he shifted through the several documents on his desk. He had dropped a vial, which contained a slightly acidic liquid inside… He left the laboratory to get a few other items to clean up the excessive mess…
The open window allowed a small breeze inside…
A ninja, dressed in black clothing and a small half-mask in the shape of a skull on his face… He slipped down from the roof, and entered the laboratory through the small window…
Hurriedly looking through the documents on the desk, he located the documents he had needed, the ideas for a mechanical zanpakuto developed by Mayuri… Exactly what he needed… He rolled them up and tucked them underneath his belt, slipping through the window, and stealthily leaving the building…
Mayuri returned to the room, annoyed by the chilly breeze of the outdoors, and closing the shutters, locking them to keep out the breeze… Little did he ever realize that he had lost his plans for an amazing discovery…
Off in a Hidden Valley in the present time…
He was running, panting as he neared closer and closer to the giant grand doors. The hallways were pitch black, with obsidian floor tiling and no lighting whatsoever. It was hard for him to see, but he could make out the giant arched double doors, made of some weird black marble, towering over him. He pushed them forward, using his strength as he forced it open…
This room was made entirely of black marble, with very few orbs of light floating and suspended aimlessly in the air, as if they were stars, or particles drifting in water. On the other side of the room, a tall throne, with elaborate etchings of gold leaf depicting skulls and several twisted versions of a human face. The headboard of the chair rose all the way up to the ceiling, branching out as if it were a tree… A man sitting inside, cloaked entirely in overflowing black robes, with capes and overcoats and under robes, all made of the same black silk, cascaded down the steps leading up to the throne… The tall man on the throne wore a silver mask in the shape of a mortified skull, with no openings for the eyes, nose, or the mouth…
"Daiki Sasaki…" His deep booming voice called…
"Y-yes master?" Daiki stammered as he entered the throne room, the small orbs of light bouncing off of him…
The man on the throne remained silent for a few moments, and then continued…
"You have failed us once again, that attack on the village went horribly. I have always expected better of you, but you are failing to meet my expectations… If you cannot prove yourself worthy of the rank of General, then why do I not have your head mounted on my wall?"
Daiki gulped and looked at the wall behind the throne, which was composed entirely of skulls from the heads of the man's victims…
"I shall do better master, please allow me another chance at this next assignment…" Daiki pleaded somewhat boldly, not showing as much submission as the man in the throne had expected him to.
"Very well, if you fail this assignment, you shall be executed at once, I have no room for those who do not excel, and those who do not excel should be terminated… Like those damn Shinigami… It was quite easy to steal those blueprints from their foolish excuse of a scientist… Our scientist is much more experienced and was able to actually modify the idea to be more elite… We now have mechanical zanpakutos, truly weapons that cannot be stopped…"
Daiki nodded. "Yes, my master."
"Be gone then, rally up a few of the troops, you are ready, attack the outlying villages of Sereitei, we need to show those Shinigami we mean business…"
Daiki looked to the ground, as he turned and muttered under his breath… "Yes… Master Konton…" and left the room at once…
*Whacks head against wall*
*Whacks head against wall*
Agh! I never really did say how we found Shuhei, so I should just make sure I inform all of you before you go on reading and saying "WTF Where did he come from?!?"
He reappears when he is needed most, at the part where we the captains face off with the arrancar, Shuhei fights one of the arrancar's subordinates ((shown in the show)). But previously, we were unaware of his whereabouts...
I will be developing a story about where Shuhei was in the meantime, or what he did during his disappearance, or the confusion that went on that led Raine and Ruka to gain leadership of the 9th Division.
It will explain everything.
As of now, Raine and Shuhei both share the same rank of lieutenant of the 9th Division. The Captain-Commander is deciding how to adjust the ranks from there forward...
Agh! I never really did say how we found Shuhei, so I should just make sure I inform all of you before you go on reading and saying "WTF Where did he come from?!?"
He reappears when he is needed most, at the part where we the captains face off with the arrancar, Shuhei fights one of the arrancar's subordinates ((shown in the show)). But previously, we were unaware of his whereabouts...
I will be developing a story about where Shuhei was in the meantime, or what he did during his disappearance, or the confusion that went on that led Raine and Ruka to gain leadership of the 9th Division.
It will explain everything.
As of now, Raine and Shuhei both share the same rank of lieutenant of the 9th Division. The Captain-Commander is deciding how to adjust the ranks from there forward...
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Mech Arc Story, A look into the past...
The wind blew softly through the noisy bustling streets of Rukongai, villagers went about their business, trading goods and conversing with one another, the streets worn and degraded, the buildings old and wooden and the fresh scent of freshly prepared foods wafted in the wind.
She smelled the air, and held her growling stomach… She had been starving for days, and she would do anything to get but a little chunk of bread… She was huddled in a small corner of a dark alleyway, littered with pieces of trash and crumbs of rotten food. A few wooden crates lined the walls. She was a small girl wrapped in a makeshift woolen blanket, picking up small pebbles and tossing them into a shallow puddle on the opposite wall, water dripping into it from the gutter.
Her stomach growled again, this time much louder, and she peered out into the sunny streets of Rukongai. She had lived in this particular market area for years in the South District, with no knowledge of her past, living with a small group of her friends; other starving children who could barely find food themselves.
"Ruka!" She heard a boy's voice call her name from outside the ally. She stood up, looking around, wandering who had called her name.
"Hey, Ruka, its me!" A small boy stepped into the alleyway to meet her. He was wearing patched woolen clothing that seemed torn and moldy in several places… His grizzly black hair was tangled and matted, and he was barefoot. His skin was blotched with black smudges, and he wore a bandana around his eyes, covering them, he was blind…
"Oh, how did you see me here, Konton?" Ruka asked.
"I kinda can, I can definitely smell ya!" He teased her. Ruka understood. What she was wearing was barely any better than his clothing, other than the fact that she had some slippers on and her hair was held back in a ponytail by some twine.
"I found this guy who bought a fresh basket of bread, from the way he talked to me, he seems like a real pushover!" Konton, the small boy, informed her.
Ruka smiled at the thought of freshly baked bread.
"Right then, lets see if we can take some!" She said.
"I'll lead the way!" Konton ran out from the alleyway, Ruka following closely behind him, they dashed across the markets, rudely bumping into shouting villagers, as they dropped their groceries and goods of the day. Ruka smiled, this would be worth it, much better than eating cold soup…
Konton turned a sharp corner, bumping into a woman with a large ceramic vase in her arms, dropping it, and spilling spices all over the ground. Ruka nearly slipped in the giant heap, and continued running, her slippers tearing little by little as she ran…
They finally reached a small booth, stationed in front of a large bakery, where a man was selling breads and pastries of all sorts. Konton looked to Ruka and smiled.
"How do you find these things if your blind?" Ruka asked.
"It's the scent, I use other senses." He peered around a small stonewall, gazing at the bakery.
"Well, there's a guy who just bought a basket-full of bread!" Ruka nudged Konton into the right direction.
The man was fairly tall, with long white hair and fair skin, odd for someone who looked so young, tied back into a ponytail. He wore odd black robes and hakama, and a white overcoat with a symbolof the number "13" on the back. He seemed to be fairly wealthy, Ruka guessed, so she figured he could probably buy more if she stole some…
The man turned around, after buying the bread, he began to make his way down the busy streets.
"Now's our chance! When he's not looking!" Konton and Ruka darted towards him, dodging villagers as they crowded the streets.
"You're right this guy does seem like a push-over!" Ruka beamed at Konton as they ran, nearing him little by little, as he walked patiently down the streets. They reached him, Konton pulling out his leg quickly and tripping the tall man. He screamed a short scream of shock as he fell, landing on his rear, and rubbing his right arm… The basket of bread fell, the loaves scattered all over the streets, a few people stepping on some of them as they walked by… The man had knocked over Ruka as well, as she had tried to grab a loaf of bread from the basket; she hit the stone ground, her eyes welling up with tears from the pain…
The man turned and looked to Ruka, Konton grabbed three loaves of bread, beginning to turn around but noticing Ruka sitting there.
"C'mon! What are you waiting for!?" He screamed. Ruka froze, and she turned to the man. The man glared at Konton, who in fear, just simply ran away into the crowded streets, leaving Ruka and the man alone.
The man blinked, then stood back up, brushed himself off and held out his hand to Ruka. "Are you hungry?" He asked her, as he held out his open palm.
Ruka looked up. "Yes, but… after I tried to steal your food… You're… you're still going to help me?" She grabbed his hand and he helped her up…
The man smiled kindly. "Yes, dear child. Food is not of much importance to me, at least, not as important to me as it is for you."
"Who are you?" Ruka's racing heart had come to ease, now pounding softly from the calm nature of the white-haired man.
"I am Jushiro Ukitake, Captain class Shinigami of the Goteti 13." He smiled. "Of course, none of that may make much sense to you. He chuckled sheepishly.
"Not really…" Ruka admitted. "But It sounds important…"
"In some ways yes." His calm smile was soothing and assuring… He noticed how longingly Ruka stared at the warm loaf of bread in his hands.
"Here you go." He held out the loaf of bread and placed it into her hands. Ruka blinked in amazement.
"That should keep ya full for a while", he smiled, handing her a second loaf. "Take that for good measure."
Ruka beamed. "Thank you mister! I am truly sorry for tripping you like that."
"No need for apology, you were hungry, I understand…" He picked up the woven basket.
"I must be on my way now…" He began, the sun peering from the clouds, the rays shining down upon Ruka. Jushiro stepped back and gasped a little. He looked into Ruka's eyes. A flash of what seemed like flame swept across her eyes…
"What's wrong sir?" She asked him, unaware that her eyes had blazed a small orange flame…
"Er… Nothing. Tell you what, come back here tomorrow at this exact time… I believe I may need to tell you something…" He smiled awkwardly, and began to walk away swiftly…
"Wait but sir!" She reached out from behind him… he did not respond as he hurried down the street and turned around the corner, disappearing into the crowd of villagers, who went about their daily business…
Later that evening, as Ruka scarffed down her first loaf of bread, the sky turning darker and darker, and the moon peered out from behind a grey cloud, Konton arrived, furious at Ruka for staying back there with that strange man.
"He is actually a very nice person Konton…" She muffled through her stuffed mouth, which was filled with chewed bread.
"You shouldn't have stayed back there! What if he killed you or something! Who would I stay with then!?" He whined, as he too chowed down on his bread.
"He didn't kill me… and he even gave me bread!" She replied.
"I had some bread already!"
"Well now we have more!"
Konton threw up his arms in defeat, obviously annoyed and frustrated at Ruka's stubbornness.
"Fine, just don't leave me like that again…" Konton said sighed.
"I'm your friend, I wouldn't leave your side without reason." Ruka smiled.
"I get it." Konton said shortly, as he continued to tear off chunks of his loaf. They were in the alleyway again, it was cold and damp, and this warm bread would be the only luxury they would have for days…
She smelled the air, and held her growling stomach… She had been starving for days, and she would do anything to get but a little chunk of bread… She was huddled in a small corner of a dark alleyway, littered with pieces of trash and crumbs of rotten food. A few wooden crates lined the walls. She was a small girl wrapped in a makeshift woolen blanket, picking up small pebbles and tossing them into a shallow puddle on the opposite wall, water dripping into it from the gutter.
Her stomach growled again, this time much louder, and she peered out into the sunny streets of Rukongai. She had lived in this particular market area for years in the South District, with no knowledge of her past, living with a small group of her friends; other starving children who could barely find food themselves.
"Ruka!" She heard a boy's voice call her name from outside the ally. She stood up, looking around, wandering who had called her name.
"Hey, Ruka, its me!" A small boy stepped into the alleyway to meet her. He was wearing patched woolen clothing that seemed torn and moldy in several places… His grizzly black hair was tangled and matted, and he was barefoot. His skin was blotched with black smudges, and he wore a bandana around his eyes, covering them, he was blind…
"Oh, how did you see me here, Konton?" Ruka asked.
"I kinda can, I can definitely smell ya!" He teased her. Ruka understood. What she was wearing was barely any better than his clothing, other than the fact that she had some slippers on and her hair was held back in a ponytail by some twine.
"I found this guy who bought a fresh basket of bread, from the way he talked to me, he seems like a real pushover!" Konton, the small boy, informed her.
Ruka smiled at the thought of freshly baked bread.
"Right then, lets see if we can take some!" She said.
"I'll lead the way!" Konton ran out from the alleyway, Ruka following closely behind him, they dashed across the markets, rudely bumping into shouting villagers, as they dropped their groceries and goods of the day. Ruka smiled, this would be worth it, much better than eating cold soup…
Konton turned a sharp corner, bumping into a woman with a large ceramic vase in her arms, dropping it, and spilling spices all over the ground. Ruka nearly slipped in the giant heap, and continued running, her slippers tearing little by little as she ran…
They finally reached a small booth, stationed in front of a large bakery, where a man was selling breads and pastries of all sorts. Konton looked to Ruka and smiled.
"How do you find these things if your blind?" Ruka asked.
"It's the scent, I use other senses." He peered around a small stonewall, gazing at the bakery.
"Well, there's a guy who just bought a basket-full of bread!" Ruka nudged Konton into the right direction.
The man was fairly tall, with long white hair and fair skin, odd for someone who looked so young, tied back into a ponytail. He wore odd black robes and hakama, and a white overcoat with a symbolof the number "13" on the back. He seemed to be fairly wealthy, Ruka guessed, so she figured he could probably buy more if she stole some…
The man turned around, after buying the bread, he began to make his way down the busy streets.
"Now's our chance! When he's not looking!" Konton and Ruka darted towards him, dodging villagers as they crowded the streets.
"You're right this guy does seem like a push-over!" Ruka beamed at Konton as they ran, nearing him little by little, as he walked patiently down the streets. They reached him, Konton pulling out his leg quickly and tripping the tall man. He screamed a short scream of shock as he fell, landing on his rear, and rubbing his right arm… The basket of bread fell, the loaves scattered all over the streets, a few people stepping on some of them as they walked by… The man had knocked over Ruka as well, as she had tried to grab a loaf of bread from the basket; she hit the stone ground, her eyes welling up with tears from the pain…
The man turned and looked to Ruka, Konton grabbed three loaves of bread, beginning to turn around but noticing Ruka sitting there.
"C'mon! What are you waiting for!?" He screamed. Ruka froze, and she turned to the man. The man glared at Konton, who in fear, just simply ran away into the crowded streets, leaving Ruka and the man alone.
The man blinked, then stood back up, brushed himself off and held out his hand to Ruka. "Are you hungry?" He asked her, as he held out his open palm.
Ruka looked up. "Yes, but… after I tried to steal your food… You're… you're still going to help me?" She grabbed his hand and he helped her up…
The man smiled kindly. "Yes, dear child. Food is not of much importance to me, at least, not as important to me as it is for you."
"Who are you?" Ruka's racing heart had come to ease, now pounding softly from the calm nature of the white-haired man.
"I am Jushiro Ukitake, Captain class Shinigami of the Goteti 13." He smiled. "Of course, none of that may make much sense to you. He chuckled sheepishly.
"Not really…" Ruka admitted. "But It sounds important…"
"In some ways yes." His calm smile was soothing and assuring… He noticed how longingly Ruka stared at the warm loaf of bread in his hands.
"Here you go." He held out the loaf of bread and placed it into her hands. Ruka blinked in amazement.
"That should keep ya full for a while", he smiled, handing her a second loaf. "Take that for good measure."
Ruka beamed. "Thank you mister! I am truly sorry for tripping you like that."
"No need for apology, you were hungry, I understand…" He picked up the woven basket.
"I must be on my way now…" He began, the sun peering from the clouds, the rays shining down upon Ruka. Jushiro stepped back and gasped a little. He looked into Ruka's eyes. A flash of what seemed like flame swept across her eyes…
"What's wrong sir?" She asked him, unaware that her eyes had blazed a small orange flame…
"Er… Nothing. Tell you what, come back here tomorrow at this exact time… I believe I may need to tell you something…" He smiled awkwardly, and began to walk away swiftly…
"Wait but sir!" She reached out from behind him… he did not respond as he hurried down the street and turned around the corner, disappearing into the crowd of villagers, who went about their daily business…
Later that evening, as Ruka scarffed down her first loaf of bread, the sky turning darker and darker, and the moon peered out from behind a grey cloud, Konton arrived, furious at Ruka for staying back there with that strange man.
"He is actually a very nice person Konton…" She muffled through her stuffed mouth, which was filled with chewed bread.
"You shouldn't have stayed back there! What if he killed you or something! Who would I stay with then!?" He whined, as he too chowed down on his bread.
"He didn't kill me… and he even gave me bread!" She replied.
"I had some bread already!"
"Well now we have more!"
Konton threw up his arms in defeat, obviously annoyed and frustrated at Ruka's stubbornness.
"Fine, just don't leave me like that again…" Konton said sighed.
"I'm your friend, I wouldn't leave your side without reason." Ruka smiled.
"I get it." Konton said shortly, as he continued to tear off chunks of his loaf. They were in the alleyway again, it was cold and damp, and this warm bread would be the only luxury they would have for days…
Time for a little cut off :o
Right, so we leave off right after Raine has defeated Kano Raggerjaw and Ruka Kusabana has "semi" defeated Tia Harribel, but she enters fake Karakura town. She does aid Hitsugaya in the battle against Tia, but we all already know what the result will be... I'm not gonna ruin it though... I'll type it out eventually ((I need to wait until this arc finishes so I can remain as canon as possible, despite the fact that I added two extra characters and a main character went missing, then again, it is an alternative universe))
So now that we have gotten this far into the story, I think I'm going to cut off right here ((Like how the Hueco Mundo arc finished right after Ichigo defeated Grimmjow and they skipped to the New Captain Shusuke Amagai arc)) I am going to skip on over to the Mech arc, ((In the story description I mentioned in a previous post.)) So expect to see the first post for that story soon.
So now that we have gotten this far into the story, I think I'm going to cut off right here ((Like how the Hueco Mundo arc finished right after Ichigo defeated Grimmjow and they skipped to the New Captain Shusuke Amagai arc)) I am going to skip on over to the Mech arc, ((In the story description I mentioned in a previous post.)) So expect to see the first post for that story soon.
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