I don't own bleach, if I did, Byakuya and Ichigo would be a couple!
Time and time again
Prologue
Ichigo P.O.V
Desolation, murder, nothingness. That is all that is left of this once proud place. Over the years I have aquired new knowledge, new powers and I have even fallen in love. But the war, this 'God War' has taken everything from me. My world, the soul reapers world, all look like Heuco Mundo. The soul king is dead, that realm destroyed and everyone I have ever cared about is dead. I lost my dad, my sisters, my friends and my allies. I have even lost my three beautiful children. It has been ten years since this war started and it has been only half a year since I killed Aizen.
Hollows roam in the wastelands of the three worlds. There is truly nothing left. When Aizen was defeated I took the Hogyoku from him to keep it from further enemies. The Hogyoku has fused with me, but has been unable to talk to me because it has been depleated of all energy.
I make my way to where the Kuchiki estate used to be. As I approach the five graves there I try not to cry. Laying flowers at each I sit down on the rubble and hold back the tears threatening to fall. How many times had I wished to see the people who's names were on the graves? I take off my glasses, they suit no purpose except to hide the hideous scratch across my eyes. I learnt long ago not to cross Grimmjow, he had promptly made my left eye blind during the fight for Seritei four years ago. Since then I have worked on repressing my reiatsu and learning how to detect it perfectly. So that I can 'see' someone, I avoid using my eyes as I can only see properly from my right eye.
I walk into the broken house that is where I live now. I look at the pictures on the wall, they were of my friends, family and lover. I, Ichigo Kurosaki, age 26, am the last soul survivor of the 10 year 'God War' I, Ichigo Kurosaki, have nothing left. I kneel beside the bed and cry.
Suddenly, a little girl dressed in a purple top and black leggings and a puplre ribbon tying up her black hair appears in the room. Her eyes are a hazy bluish purple. She smiles and sits down beside me.
"Ichigo, we can finally meet. My name is Hanako. I am the Hogyoku." She dances across the room as she smiles.
"I have felt the sorrow and anguish in your soul. I have a plan to help you, but be warned, if I do this I will not be able to do anything for months as I recover." She bends down in front of me. She picks up my smaller zanpakto, the one which symbolises my quincy side, it also changes shape and becomes Muramasa when he wants to join the fight.
"Ah, I will send you back in time. However Ichigo, I cannot send you far enough to save your mother. Is that alright?" She anylases my response.
"It is ok, she sacrificed herself for me. As much as I would like to save her, I will not hurt you or push you too far." My hair falls in front of my eyes, betraying none of my feelings.
Hanako smiles and laughs daintily. She disappears into my inner world. All of a sudden everything twists. My eyes feel like they are on fire and my head feels like exploding. I feel Shiro shirek and Muramasa and Zangetsu cry out in shock, my body feels like it is being twisted inside out. The world spins and colours race past in my mind. Purple and black, white and gold. No longer in the cave, we are pulled through gaps and squeezed and twisted. Then all goes silent as we are knocked out.
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