Hi, I wish I could change my lousy user name but I can't, sigh, oh well. Here's my first bleach fic. Don't throw anything at me! *runs into WWII Bunker*
...:: By the way: This means someone's thoughts, that is all. ::…
It was the middle of the night, the weather was tempestuous, Ichigo had defeated Aizen, he trained day and night and his powers were back in full force, he lacked nothing, except some peace, a vacation from the heartless souls that hid their identities with masks, luckily they were all weak, like horrible vermin.
The resident shinigami in with an Afro was, on a daily basis, bothered to hell by Keigo, almost murdering him, in result being sent back to Soul Society for severe punishment, so, there obviously had to be another resident shinigami, none of the squads had a volunteer, except for 6th squad, in fact, they had two; Abarai Renji and Kuchiki Rukia. Byakuya decided that since Ichigo was there, Renji needn't bother himself, after all, Kurosaki Ichigo-kun was enough to destroy Senbonzakura Kageyoshi, so he would definitely be more than fit to be a captain, even more so an assistant to the resident shinigami. So, the latter of the volunteers was sent to Karakura town.
I wonder what Ichigo is doing, no no, I'm here to do my job. But then again, no one said I couldn't visit, and besides, I need somewhere to say, and I am Isshin-san's daughter, right? I'm sure they won't mind. And with those thoughts she continued the journey, shunpoing all the way to Urahara's.
"Tak-tak!" Rukia made her serene and loud entrance, effectively tell Urahara "Hi, I'm out here damn it, get your sorry ass out here!" after all, actions speak louder than words.
"Hoi! Hoi! Sorry I'm late Kuchiki-san! You see I was just punishing Jinta for bullyi—"
"Well it's about time you did, he's so immature, lousy brat. I mean, what did Ururu ever do to him?"
"Kids are kids! We can't stop them! And Jinta is Jinta, we can't stop him either! Now, what may I do for you, huh? Rukia-san?"
Just then, a flash of black appeared on the ground and materialized. It, or rather she, was a jet black cat with luminous yellow eyes. It opened its mouth immediately, stood dignified in front of a bowl of milk and turned its head to face Rukia, sticking a paw out at Urahara.
It spoke in a rough voice, "Urahara, baka! Rukia-san's the new resident shinigami, she needs a place to stay, what else could it be? The one who lacks common sense here is you!"
Urahara whipped out his fan and flicked it open, blocking the light from his face, to hide his grin and happily closed eyes. "Now now Yoruichi-san, we've been friends for so long, you needn't hurt me like this must you, I may cry now. Anyways, you're welcome to rent-oof-I mean uh-um…use! That's it, use my facilities for as long as you like, free of charge. Hehe, just don't hit me like that again."
"Arigato, Urahara-san," said Rukia bowing as soon as she made her way in, "Oh and I won't be here for long, just for the day, I'm not even staying the night, so I won't need to pay any rent you had in mind, but thanks for removing it anyways."
Yoruichi went in to Urahara's store, and came back dressed as a human, or at least a humanoid. "Huh? What does she mean by that? She'll be gone by night. Where on Earth can she go?"
"Hmmm … good point. But I suspect she's going to stay with Kurosaki-kun. No?"
Yoruichi shrugged, convinced, but still questioning. How could a closet be better than Urahara's? After all, Rukia had grown. According to statistics anyway… maybe the closet did too…after all, this place is "a constantly expanding world", but wouldn't Rukia have grown more? Maybe Ichigo got a new one; I'll just have to find out seen as though I'm not here on any mission. And I wouldn't be, not in the next real decade.
Yoruichi immediately returned to cat form, those piercing yellow eyes sending shivers down the passing Jinta's spine. Just as she was about to shunpo away, Urahara held up here clothes, asking, and shouting, "Hey, wait, what should I do with these Yoruichi?"
Yoruichi snapped back as if in a rush to leave, "Wash them for me, Baka." And with that off away, the goddess of flash goes, landing on Ichigo's bedroom floor. Why is the window open? Oh damn it he's asleep here, wait a minute, I thought he snores? Let me just go kick him…
Back at Urahara's… "What? I am not doing that!" Jinta screamed, and may I add, like a girl. "Now, now, you heard me. Put these in the washer at least. You heard Yoruichi."
"Why? She was talking to you!" said Jinta peevishly. The store owner in green, black and white simply said in a lower voice. "Baka, she was talking to the baka. And since my IQ is higher than yours, you're the Baka, Baka." He ended his argument and closed the case, a smirk appearing behind the fan, one which none could behold.
A leg, a paw, together they were pulled back, and as they were about to fly towards Ichigo's head, an enormous sword flew in a curve over the cat's head, the rushing wind it carried throwing the cat off balance, only to fall and realize that its tail was being held tightly. Though the grip was not enough to break the tail, it certainly was enough to hurt. "Hoi! Yoruichi! That's my body you're about to mess with damn it!" Ichigo yelled, his sword held in his extended right arm, the tip at the end of a slash mark.
"Ichigo, you frightened me! I just needed to talk to you a while that's all, now do you mind getting into your body? I don't want to die by a strawberry." Ichigo failed to hold back a growl. His brows becoming more furrowed, the ones on his body began furrowing as well as it woke up, its soul finally returned. "Yoruichi! Remember what happened to your tail last time?" threatened Ichigo holding up the hurting tail. "Yoruichi twitched as he recalled her words from back then. "My tail! My precious, beautiful, tail!" Yoruichi shuddered inside at the thought, it was terrifying.
She just stared into space, contemplating, oblivious to the absence of pain in her tail. Two fingers suddenly began flicking in front of her face, the popping sound pulling her back to reality. Due to lack of a response, the two fingers became a hand, moving up and down rapidly. Then, due to yet again a lack of response, the hand flew straight to the cat's face, when the cat flinched, it hit the emergency brakes right on time. "Ichigo! What was that for!" Yoruichi yelled startled. "Baka. You nearly kicked my body because you wanted to talk to me, so I nearly slapped your face cause you wouldn't make a sound from your open mouth. Which, by the way, managed to catch some flies."
"Shut up baka. Anyways, I've come to ask, have you seen Rukia?"
"…No. Why? Is she here?"
"No, just wondering, anyways, my second question, is that the same closet you always had?"
"Why the hell? Wait, you're not going to stay there are you. Oh damn not another person in my closet." Ichigo cursed lightly as he face-palmed himself.
"No! I would hate to even spend a night near you! For all I know you'd grab my tail again! Anyways, just answer my question!"
"Well, you have a point about your tail, and no, it's not," Ichigo started as Yoruichi began to feel relieved. "In fact it's smaller, my dad broke the old one last time and since I don't have many clothes…you get the idea." Yoruichi twitched a little, slightly worried for Rukia, and for Ichigo' safety when she moved over, if she moved over that is, but it was pretty obvious, why wouldn't she? She dashed and jumped over to the window seal, shunpoing away without second thought.
Ichigo flopped onto the bed, thinking urgh, first a couple of Gilians appear, then a black cat comes and tries to kick my body, damn, I just wanna sleep till dinner, which just happens to be in 40 minutes, why does 6.30 have to come so soon! Ah whate…
Word Count: 1378 Words, this excludes punctuation marks as well as those long lines above, and the Author's notes at front and back.
So I'll just leave it here now, I know what's gonna happen, roughly, planning 27 or 28 chapters, hope I can do it! Anyways R&R, I don't want to write out of character characters… wow that was weird anyways, bai!
~EC13~