The Babbling Mermaid, 2:26 am

Droll, Empty and With a Quiet Jukebox playing in the Background, That was the only way to describe the cesspit called a 'Pub', A Traditional American Pub or 'A Bar' as the yanks would call it, The seats save for one were turned upside down on the tables, put away as there was no one to occupy them, The Babbling Mermaid was 24 Hour Bar and that was a fortunate as a single man, sat on a bar stool and sought to drown out his sorrows with the repeated consumption of Alcohol

"Another" The White Haired man demanded, practically shoving the empty glass into the Scrawny Barman's chest

"Are you sure sir? This will be your eighth…" He hesitated as he slowly preyed the glass out of the man's hand

"I Didn't ask for your opinion, I asked for another" He growled, the rage emitting from his eyes clearly showing through his glasses, The man quickly disposed of the empty container and handed him a full shot glass, The White haired man brought the glass up to his face, the cold Brown liquid just millimetres away from his lips, about to help him drown his sorrow, the sorrow of losing someone precious

"Downing your sorrow's in alcohol?" A Lone Voice came from the door. The White haired man froze, the sultry alcoholic beverage forgotten about but still held up in the air "Nothing even changes with you, does it?"

"What do you want?" he asked, keeping his position and not even turning towards the figure who began to approach and took the seat next to him

"I Just want to talk" He said as he laid his arms on the counter

"We had plenty of time for that earlier…" he replied putting the glass down

"I Wanted to talk there…but you were avoiding me" He replied, staring into the side of the man's head as the white haired man refused to meet his gaze "Not only that, You took off as soon as the first bit of dirt hit the coffin…"

"Well no wonder" he said, finally having the opportunity to down his beverage, the glass was empty in record time, the man exhaled as he put the empty glass on the counter

"Geez, you're really hitting the Alcohol pretty hard tonight…" the man next to him stated "I haven't seen you hit the booze this hard since Soken died"

The White haired man crushed the glass in his hand, the bar tender slightly backed away incase a fight broke out between the two men

"A lowly Shinigami such as yourself is not worthy enough to mention to his name," He said, keeping his emotionless tone despite the searing pain of broken glass in his hand

"C'mon Ryuken…" he sighed

"Nor are you a good enough friend to call me by my given name" He said, finally meeting the mans gaze "over the years I've known you I've come to regard you as…someone I've met, nothing more"

"Harsh" He chuckled "I'm just trying to make you feel better"

"Well, shut up, then!" He snapped

"Ooh actually got some emotion out this time" he laughed

"What do you want Kurosaki?" Ryuken sighed

"I want to help my brother, that's what" He replied, switching to a serious tone

"We are only Brothers-in-law" He said "And now that bond had been severed…Masaki's dead…"

"I Know Ryuken…I Know" He replied, sitting up straight,

"To be honest, I'm surprised you weren't here joining me, she was your wife after all…"

"I Have to stay strong…" He sighed "I have Children to take care of, not only that, I have a son who blames himself for Masaki's death…"

"Your son's blaming himself?" Ryuken raised an eyebrow

"He was there when Masaki died…to be precise, he was beneath her when she died" He stated, Ryuken eye's widened

"You mean…" He began

"She was protecting him…from a Hollow" He finished

"Masaki was killed…by a Hollow" Ryuken stuttered, Knowing his sister was murdered was one thing, Knowing your sister was murdered by something that has no heart or remorse, a cold blooded killer, By The Very thing You're Supposed to kil…that was something else

"Don't Ryuken…" he said, he could read his Brother-in-law's face like a book

"Don't what…" Ryuken growled through his gritted teeth

"Don't blame yourself" he asked

"How can I not?!" He said smashing his hand into the counter "First Soken…and Now Masaki…I lost both of them to hollows…the very thing I'm supposed to kill…"

"Ryuken…you still have your son"

"That talentless fool?" He growled

"Ryuken" He said as put his hand on his shoulder "Uryu's all you have left…"

"He's a fool…training to become a Quincy…If he's not careful he'll end up like Soken…"

"And what if he doesn't?" He asked "What if becomes a Hero, what if he saves countless lives…what if he kills him"

"Him?" Ryuken raised an eyebrow "oh…I see, The bastard Shinigami who took his remains for his experiments…no…He will die by my hand and my hand alone"

"So you want to avenge your father?" He asked

"I Suppose you could say that…" he shrugged

"And I want to avenge Masaki…and I know you do too…"

"What are you getting at Isshin?" he asked, he surprised himself there by referring to his brother-in-law by his actual name

"Starting tomorrow, I'm training Ichigo to become a Shinigami" Isshin stated proudly as he stood up

"What?" Ryuken's eye's widened "You're training your son…for revenge?"

"No…to Protect…To Protect innocent lives" Isshin sighed "And you should be training Uryu"

"Don't even go there" Ryuken growled

"Think about it" Isshin asked him

"No, My son is already a fool, I don't need him actually risking his life out there"

"Ryuken, He can save lives, and prevent things like this ever happening again"

"You can't guarantee that" He replied

"That's true, I can't, but he can try"

"I Already told you, no" He said, A Warning tone evident in his Voice

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to lose him!" Ryuken snapped, standing up and grabbing Isshin by the Collar "I…I Can't lose him"

"So you do care…" Isshin replied as Ryuken let him go

"Of course I do…" Ryuken said looking down at the floor "He's my son dammit"

As Ryuken's arms slowly returned to his side, Isshin placed his hand on his shoulder

"Then Train Him, Come live with me and we can train them side-by-side, they can become stronger"

"Live with you?! Are you Insane?" Ryuken snapped, living with Isshin?, His day was already bad enough

"No, I'm not, Imagine it, Ichigo and Uryu training side by side, Imagine them becoming Stronger…together…"

"I'll Think about it" Ryuken sighed

"There's no Time, It's Now or Never Ryuken…"

"…Fine" He sighed "I'll go home and pack…"

"Good" Isshin smiled, His Brother-In-Law was hard as a rock, the fact that he managed to convince him for…well…anything was quite an achievement…

"Just don't expect me to Change my Name to Ryuken Kurosaki" He Moaned

"Would I do that to My Brother?" Isshin laughed

"Knowing You, Yes" Ryuken said as a hint of a Smile graced his lips before he began to search for his wallet

"I'll Pay" Isshin said as he dug his wallet out of his Pocket and handed the Barman roughly 3700 Yen

"I'm not Going to thank you"

"Didn't expect you to too…Bro"

"If you're going to be Calling me that from now on at least tell me so I can take a Sedative" Ryuken groaned as he and Isshin began to Leave "Or Slip you one…"

"I think this is the beginning of Something Truly Brilliant" Isshin said as he draped his arm over Ryukens Shoulder as they walked down the street

"Don't Touch Me"

"Okay" Isshin said as he Withdrew his hand

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And That's the Start :D

3700 Yen is About 40 Dollars for those Wondering

This Fanfic has been in the works since like…January, I Only now got around to finishing the First Chapter…wow...

This Fic is NOTYaoi, There will be Pairings Eventually, Not saying who though, although If you read my Other Fics it should be Pretty Obvious…

This Story will Contain IchigoUryu Friendship…That's ALL you're getting Fangirls…They'll be like Brothers…Not Lovers…

Also I Spent 3 Months Writing this thing Before I Realised I forgot to give it a Bloody Name, I settled On 'Revival' Because…It sounds kinda Cool…I guess...

Next Chapter: Moving