Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or settings of Bleach. They are the sole creative property of some really rich dude and I am forever envious. I do however own my insanity and perversity. Nor do I make a profit from this endeavor, I will however gain carpal tunnel syndrome eventually.
Warnings: language, possible occ-ness, definite abuse of canon (Canon is Cannon fodder!), adult themes, and bad jokes –seriously some of them are cringe worthy- Contains an OC.
Genre: Humor/Friendship possible switch to Romance later.
Rating: T for Tch (might switch to M later chapters)
Timeline: Erm, it's in the beginning, after Rukia's rescue but just about the time of the Arrancar Arc.
Summary: After avoiding the Soul Society for almost 60 years, she cannot ignore her great grandfather's request – demand- that she returns along with all other non-essential Shiginami. The Soul Society is stretched thin to fill in the gaping holes over the recent losses they suffered and with a new threat approaching on the horizon, many seated officers and Division members are sent to the living world to prepare for a fight. So, who will stay behind to take care of things? Who will fill in for the temporarily vacated Lt. Seat in Division 6? Please, not her!
Chapter 1
The Replacement
Heavy combat boots tore up the ground with each and every measured stride. She had dallied long enough and had run out of time. The gate was only going to be open for a few moments more. Hitching up the heavy rucksack filled with her "essentials" she decided to be a bit reckless and flash-stepped closer to the gate.
She slowed as she approached the large structure. No matter how many times she saw it, it still was spellbinding in its glory, the portal between her two homes. Well, the human world had been her home for roughly fifty five to sixty years. In all honesty, it had been so long she lost track.
Mentally she scoffed at herself. Of course she remembered. She remembered everything as if it happened yesterday. She remembered walking in on them as they shared a private and intimate moment together. How the serene looking dark haired girl bowed and profusely apologized but what burned in her memory over the decades that passed was the cold look in his eyes. It was in that moment that she realized he never did love and care about her, not like he did with this woman, a peasant who was groveling at her feet.
Anna sighed as she once again adjusted her heavy burden. What's done is done, was the motto she lived by all these years. Closing her eyes, she walked through the private gate, entering on the other side in the back gardens of the Yamamoto estate.
"You're late!" Lt. Sasakibe's very short and very British wife, Emmaline screeched. Anna felt as if she nearly jumped out of her skin, her hand fluttering on her chest, as if to hold back her heart from escaping the confines of her chest.
"Bloody hell woman! You nearly scared me half to death," Anna glared before breaking out into a huge grin. Crushing the smaller woman towards her, she greeted the woman who became a mother figure to her later in her childhood after the passing of her parents.
Emmaline pulled back from the hug and ran a critical eye down Anna's outfit and tsked. Anna looked down at herself and frowned slightly. Ok so maybe torn up jeans with combat boots, a white tank top and a black hoodie with little indigo blue skull and crossbones scattered on it was not the homecoming outfit of choice. She'll just go ahead and change.
"There's no time for you to change. The Captain's meeting has already started and your presence is of the utmost import," she said as she shoved Anna in the direction of 1st Division's headquarters.
xXx
Sitting in the back of the main assembly room in the center of two rows of captains sat the Captain Commander or Soutaicho of the Gotei 13. He was the man who over a thousand years ago created this very army combat the threat to Seireitei and the whole of the Soul Society. Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto, or Yama-Jii according to Shunsui Kyoraku.
On the outside he appeared calm and meditative but on the inside he was losing his patience. The meeting was already droning on for well over twenty minutes and he had much better things to attend to, like sunbathing on his private deck, thank you very much.
Then he felt it. That spiritual pressure was much like the Captain Commander's, only this one was not as potent. Smiling to himself he watched as the other nine captains began to feel it and turned towards the door. He noted that most of the younger and newer captains stood ready in a battle stance, as if to protect the Commander. Also of note was the shared looks between the eldest captains, Juushiro Ukitake Captain of the 13th Division, Shunsui Kyoraku of the 8th Division and Retsu Unohana. Before Ukitake could get a good look at Byakuya Kuchiki, Captain of the 6th Division, the doors to the assembly room were thrown open and a blur of red, blue and black swept into the room.
xXx
With a running start, Anna ran into the opened doors of the 1ST Division's grand assembly room, sliding on her knees, coming to a complete stop at the respectful distance away from the Captain Commander. She had mastered this as a young child and even though she hadn't done it in years, it never failed to shock the occupants in the room.
Bowing low on her knees in the most proper sign of submission and servitude Anna's voice rang out in the silent room.
"Oh Great and Powerful Soutaicho, I am humbled by your gracious request that I present myself before you."
"Impertinent chit," he thundered.
Rising up to relax on her knees, the copper haired woman rested her hands on her hips as she tilted her head to stare at the elder.
"Nice to see you too Great Grandfather," she smiled at him.
A few audible gasps and groans were heard coming from behind her. Funny how she didn't even pay attention to anyone in the room but felt the cold chill of disdain run down her spine. She knew exactly whose eyes were locked onto her back.
"Captains," Yamamoto called out. "I have requested the return of some shiginami from the human world to assist with daily operations here in the Seireitei. My great granddaughter will be assisting directly with the Captains and Lieutenants. There will be no discussion. You are dismissed with the exception of Captains Kyoraku, Ukitake and Kuchiki."
Slowly Anna rose from her position on the floor once the room cleared out for the most part. With a huge grin etched across her face she rushed to her Great Grandfather, still seated on his chair.
Giving him a quick peck on the cheek, she began fussing over him, peppering him with questions about his health and welfare. Yamamoto waved the questions away with a flick of his hands as his two protégés came forward.
"Captains," she said respectively as she showed her respect and bowed to Ukitake and Kyoraku.
"Ukitake, it appears the little monkey has grown up," Shunsui commented as he walked around the girl.
"And you've gotten hairier," Anna quipped back before being pulled into a tight hug by Juushiro. "Uncle! Uncle!" She yelped until he released her only to have the hug recreated by Shunsui.
Yamamoto had walked and beckoned Byakuya to the side before dismissing the Captain without a backward glance.
"Come, come," Juushiro said as he entwined his arm with the woman he practically helped raise to adulthood. "Let's introduce you to the Lieutenants and see if the one you'll be replacing is around."
Turning on her heel, she was escorted out of the 1st Division's headquarters towards the Lt's lounge area. It was her turn to glare daggers into the back of the 6th Division's Captain as they followed him out of the building.
"Hopefully, that will be the last I have to see of him," she sneered as the two eldest Captains steered her away from where Byakuya Kuchiki, the man that practically left her at the alter decades ago was heading. The two long time friends and Captains shared a worried look over her head.
If only she knew how often she would have to see him…
A/N: OHAI! So, I figured I would dip my toes into the Bleach fandom since I lovers it so much!
Let me know whatcha think yo!