PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I really don't feel like writing, but I'm making myself. For those of you who've been loyal fans of my "Life of a Magician" FanFiction, I dearly thank you. However, I lost the plot somewhere along the line, so until I make a new plot it will be on hold and then once a plot is created it will be rewritten in better writing skills.
Anyways, I'm not familiar with more episodes than I could manage to find of Bleach online, because I know there are more episodes than I could find. How do I know? I saw an episode of Bleach on Adult's Swim that I hadn't seen before that was way ahead of me, thus, those who are able to stay up late and watch Bleach—knowing more than I do—keep in mind that I'm behind you and unable to catch up. So, please forgive me for certain things.
I also have not managed to learn every character from Bleach's name, because I take a lot longer than some people to do that. This story is about Mayuri's childhood however, so don't expect to see anyone familiar anyways—this is a relief for me until I learn more names to go along with faces. If you wish to use this as a connection to any of your stories you happen to write, then message me and let me know. I'm hoping that those of you who don't like Mayuri will like him after this.
Chapter One: A Peaceful Gem in the Nook
In a dark, cold room a man sat at his desk, a young and kind looking man with velvet eyes and lavender hair. Leaning forward with his elbows on the desk and his soft looking hands holding up his chin, he looked a screen in front of him. The screen blinked nonsense to the average man, but to this shinigami it made complete sense. Not to mention the message was in some sort of code.
This man, this shinigami, was communicating with a human on the other side. There were tiny research centers in Seretei during this time, but none of them were ever very productive. In order for this shinigami to receive appropriate information for the thing he wanted he had to converse with someone of the human world who was willing to talk with him, though this sort of action was illegal the shinigami researcher did this anyways.
"Yasou?" A warm, female voice called from behind the man.
"Nyoko-chan!" The man, known as Yasou ("Peaceful") turned to look at the woman standing at the door of his dark office. Nyoko was a beautiful young woman about Yasou's age with innocent bright green eyes and long, pale blue hair. The bright light from behind her made her seem angelic and her pale skin seemed lighter than before. Her name, when translated into English, means "A gem or treasure," which seemed to fit her so well.
"Yasou, you should take a break from your research for a while," Nyoko said softly. "You need to eat and sleep or you'll collapse."
"I know, Nyoko-chan, I know. . ."
"Well, come on, then," She said with amusement, walking out of the doorway and into the bright hallway. "Your dinner is ready," Yasou sighed and smiled softly at his friend leaving the doorway, then began to close everything down tightly to prevent thieves and hackers from getting in. He didn't want anyone to know what he was doing—not even Nyoko.
AN: Expect to see Mayuri next chapter or after next chapter, because I want you to see a certain progression this has to be written out a certain way. Please, if you like this so far and want me to continue, please review. I want to inspire people with my writing, but if no one but me is reading it than no one is quite getting anything out of it.
I don't think this story's going to be very long, but it might end up that way. That depends on you guys and whether you like it or not. Remember: This is a follow-up on Mayuri's childhood, so nothing or something may not make sense to you until later chapters where things get tied in together. My goal here is to make you see Mayuri's good side before. . . things happened.