The Beginning
The Sun shines down on me. It's hot. Too hot for me. The sand burns my bleeding wounds. It's pure agony. But it doesn't matter to me now. Only one thought occupies my mind…
He saved me. He fuckin' saved me! I can't belive it! He crashes my pride to pieces…
I try to move, but it's impossible. I've lost too much blood, I can't even feel my limbs, let alone move them. My eyelids are heavy, and I can see the darkness slowly fall upon me.
Is it really the end? Fading away slowly into nothingness…?
I've always wanted to die in a fight, but I never thought I'd get my ass kicked by a kid. One who saves me from Nnoitora in the end no less. Heh! Kurosaki Ichigo… You're an interesting boy indeed. I loved fighting you. But it seems I underestimated your power. But next time I'll win! Yeah… maybe next time…
With that in mind I let the darkness overcome me.
…
It's dark… I can't see… I can't hear… So this is Death? It's so peaceful… Heeey wait a fuckin' minute! I can feel something on my chest! Something… wet?
I try to open my eyes, but because of the light I have to close them. I open my eyes again, but this time slower than before as I try to get used to the light. Everything's blurry, so I blink several times. I can make out green and blue above me. As everything clears out, I look into the eyes of the arrancar child that traveled with Kurosaki. She looks at me while…
''AH! WHAT THE FUCK! YOU THREW UP ON ME! YOU LITTLE BRAT!'' I jump away from her.
That's right. That little bitch puked on me. And she looks at me so innocently. I'm about to grab her throat, when…
''I hewped ya Gwimmy-kitty.'' Uuuh, I'll definitely kill her because of that nickname… and slowly.
But then it hits me. I look at my chest to see vomit all over it and my clothes. But my wounds are healed. Uwa! Disgusting way of healing! But what can I do? She saved me, so I owe her. Tch' whatever!
''Where's Kurosaki?'' I ask.
''Itsygo went to swave Owihime-shan fwom Ulquiorra-swama!''
As soon as she says that, I can feel an enormous power, and it makes both of us get down on our knees. It feels like Kurosaki's… but… it's different… stronger… angrier… crueler. I hate to admit it, but I'm scared… If what the brat says is true and the Shinigami fights Ulquiorra, then the Cuatro is as good as dead. It's not that I feel sorry for him though. But it'd be a relief if I'd be able to breath. As soon as the power demonstration started, it ends as quickly… At least that's what I think.
''Oi, brat.'' She looks up at me, with fear in her eyes. ''I'll drop you at your companions', 'cause I owe you one. But then I don't wanna hear about you." She nods, so I pick her up and use my sonido to look around Las Noches. It takes only 30 minutes to find her 2 companions with some other shinigami around and…
HAHAHAHAA! Szayel! Now look at him! Looks like his ass was kicked quite badly! Serves the bastard right!
I put the girl down, and without a second thought she runs over her… friends? Well, whatever.
Now what? I don't know where to go. Everyone probably thinks I'm dead. And I don't want to stay under Aizen anymore. I hope the bastard gets what he deserves.
Or I can stay here and be the King! But the King of what? Ruins? Don't make me laugh!
I sigh. I really don't know, what to do… I can go to the World of the Living, and see Aizen's possible downfall. With that in mind I open a Garganta, and slowly walk through it.
As soon as I arrive, I look around in search of Aizen. I doesn't take long for me to find him, busy fighting some captain level shinigami. From my spot it seems he's about to lose. Just then a white haired boy cuts through Aizen. Seems I underestimated 'em. I'd have never thought they' be able to defeat him.
Or I was right… That bastard used his fucking Zanpakutou! Nice, really, but I'd appreciate if he gave up and died. I think I should find some nice place to stay and watch until this shit's over.
I find what I was looking for: it's inside a building. A very run down building. I can see through the window, so I can see what's going on, but the shinigami can't see me in here. Nor Aizen.
I watch excitedly, as some unknown shinigami (at least unknown to me) fight Aizen, while Kurosaki fights Gin, than goes away. Aizen becomes an Arrancar and our little hero reappears to try and save the day! Again.
And guess what… he succeeds.
2 weeks later
The war ended. Soul Society won and took care of Aizen. I stayed in the Human World, and am currently walkin' towards a shop. I heard some shinigami talk about it and some kind of false bodies, gigai or something.
So here I am rounding a corner. There's a little building. Well not at all little, but it seems smaller between the buildings surrounding it. Urahara's Shop. Imaginative…
In front of it I can see 2 kids. The redhead is screaming orders to a little girl.
I come up to 'em and when the readhead sees who I am he quiets immediately.
''Hey, brats!" I growl at them. ''Where's the owner?" They just stand there, shock written all over their faces. Oh, how I love being an Arrancar. Hehe! But I'm sure as Hell not a patient one. ''I asked you something, are you deaf?" I snapped at him.
Then he slowly points to the door, and without a second thought I charge in. I haven't made it through the doorstep, when a sword's at my throat.
''What do you want, Arrancar?" asks a man. He wears green clothes, sandals and a striped hat that covers his eyes in shadow. Behind him stands a dark skinned giant. Holy shit! His father must've been Goliath!
''Oi, I'm not here to fight. I'm looking for some guy called Urahara or somethin'."
"That's me. Can I ask, why your looking for me?" No, you can't, asshole! I hate people when they ask me such obvious questions…
''I want a false body." Now that caught his attention.
He lowers his sword and gestures me to follow him. We go through the shop part of the house, then we enter the living quarters and I find myself at a small table with tea in front of me. On my right there's a dark skinned woman with purple hair, on my left there's the giant and opposite me Urahara's drinking his own tea.
''So," he lowers his cup, and looks at me. ''You'd like to have a Gigai." I nod. ''Why's that? Don't tell me you want to live as a human."
''Well…That's what I want to do, yeah. Why? Is that a problem?"
''No. It's just that I would've never thought an Espada-''
''Former Espada."
''Yes... former Espada... would like to live as a human."
''It's not like I want to. But there's nothing to do in Hueco Mundo anymore. Aizen's gone, fortunately."
'' ' Fortunately'?" The woman ask.
''Don't look at me like that, bitch! I've never loved that fucker. He was lording over us like some kind of God. I despise him with all my heart. And I'm sure all the others did too. Well 'cept Ulquiorra. He was Aizen's favorite dicksucker. I'm sure as Hell he fucked that loser every night."
''Fine, Kitty, I get it. Hehehe!" she laughs.
''What did you call me, bitch?"
''Are, are. That's enough Yoruichi. Jaegerjaquez-san, please, sit back down," Urahara says. I huff, but sit down. ''So, Jaegerjaquez-san… What benefits would I get, if I made you that body?"
''What would you like?"
''You'd agree to everything?" I can't help it, but suddenly perverted images show up in my mind. I grimace and mentally hit myself.
''It depends."
''Well… How about I use you as my test subject. I'll call for you, and you'll show up without questions."
''Fine with me."
''But… I have some conditions." Hmm, getting interesting…''1. You can't harm humans. 2. If a Hollow comes and you're near it, you go and kill it. 3. You have to act like a normal, hard-working person."
''Fair enough." He nods. ''So can I get that fucking body or not?"
2 hours later I'm in my Gigai. It's a fucking strange feeling. My power is totally sealed, I don't have my hole and mask. I nearly fainted, when I saw myself in the mirror without them. Not that I'd ever admit it….
That Yoru-bitchy gave me a little amount of money to rent a little flat at the slums of the town. Not that I'd complain. Finally I can do what I really want. And what I want to do is…PAINT! Don't laugh. It might seems funny, but it can help to calm my usually boiling mind. I got to learn it under Aizen. One of the few things why it was good to serve under him. It's not that I'm a good artist. It's just a hobby of mine.
I come across an art shop, and buy loads of paints, brushes, canvas and other things I'd need for the painting. Now satisfied I head towards home. It doesn't take long for me to arrive. I meet the previous owner who gives me the keys to my new home.
I really didn't think it would be a nice home, but this is extreme! The plaster of the building is coming off, some of the windows are broken and I swear I hear moaning from the surrounding buildings!
Well, I can't do anything 'bout it. I go in and look for my flat. 1st floor, 5th door. I open the door and grimace at the scent. It's disgusting! They must've killed something in here!
I close the door behind me, put down my bag full of art supplies and open the windows. This room sure as hell needs air-changing. Now that the most important things are done I can have a careful look around the room. The bedroom (with an ancient bed), living room and kitchen (not that I'd use it too much…) is joined. Fortunately, the bathroom is another room. A big change after my own living chamber, king sized bed, jacuzzi in the bathroom and servants for all of my needs. Hah… what a joke!
I settle down on my luxurious bed, take out my art supplieses and start painting. Finally! OMG! How I missed it!I turn off my mind, everything around me is totally worthless as I give myself to the delight of the swinging colors. I don't even know what I'm painting, but it doesn't matter anymore. It's like being in a daze. Nothing's important, all I care for is the picture I'm making.
When I come out of my daze I'm done with the picture. It's been 4 hours and I don't even remember! The Sun is about to set, so I can't really see the paiting. I quickly turn the lights on to have a better look at my painting. Oh well…I must be homesick, because I painted Hueco Mondo. Los Noches is towering in the distance. It's really nice though. With the Moon in her silver clothes, the white sand. Everythin' is silver, black and white and orange and brown…
... Well shit ...