She pressed her forehead against the glass window, her breath slowly fogging up the glass. Her eyes were empty just like everything else was to her, "Takara?"

She turned her head at the sound of her name, but didn't reply.

"You should stop being so depressed," the voice belonged to her bright eyed captain, Kurotsuchi.

"Wow that made me feel much better."

Her sarcasm caused him to chuckle quietly, "It won't matter, because you'll probably be dead in a couple minutes anyways."

Kurotsuchi was doing experiments on her, and to him she was just another test subject. This time he was pumping liquidized Masamifugishika. Masamifugishika was a type of elemental rock that only existed in the soul society. People usually crushed it and and stir it in water to purify it. When swallowed a person dies automatically. However, she was being injected so the effects were supposed to be slowed down tremendously. Enough for her to live on for ten days.

Kurotsuchi patted her stomach, "This baby will be quite the interesting one."

She looked down at her impregnated stomach, "I should be giving birth in a couple of days."

"You think I don't know that? I'm taking a bet here. Either you die in five minutes or ten days. If you die in ten days your child will be something extraordinary. She'll probably even be a captain."

"That's nice, and what are you going to name her?" Takara was curious.

"Nozomi."

"Why?"

He stuck the needle into her shoulder without warning with a shrug, "Gives me some hope that she won't be a shitty test subject like you."

"What the hell is that supposed—" She stopped in mid-sentence.

"What is it, are you dead?" Kurotsuchi seemed to smile a little bit.

"Ahhh!" She was screaming at the top of her lungs, "Get a doctor!"

"A doctor won't help with—"

"I'M IN LABOR!" She screamed, grabbing him by the cuff of his neck and shoving him towards the door.

Kurotsuchi cursed and brought out a hell moth, "Babies can only be born in the real world."

"That's not true," She shouted deliberately.

"The people who age in the soul society are the ones who are born there. Do you want your daughter to age unlike her other friends and be lonely forever?"

"No… Not at all."

He used the hell moth to transport her to the karakura hospital before remembering that no one could see her because she was a spirit.

"What do we do now?"

He smirked, picking her up bridal style and carrying her to an old friend of his, "I got someone to help you give birth."

After about ten or twenty minutes or kurotsuchi carrying his in-labor test subject across the town he arrived at a store.

There was a man waiting outside the door of the shop with a toothish grin, "Ahh, what brings you here Mayuri?"

"She's in labor and we need a gigai for her to give birth in. Please help us, Urahara."

He smiled, "Anything for an old friend. Do you know what will happen to the baby if the mother is in a gigai?"

"This has happened a couple of times before. The baby will be born in a gigai if we do this correctly, gradually collecting more and more spiritual power as she grows older. Urahara, when she's about 15 I want you to kill that gigai and take her to the spirit world," Kurotsuchi's tone was serious and not insane for once.

"On one condition."

Kurotsuchi rolled his eyes, "Whatever you want just hurry."

Takara began to scream, "I'm kinda giving birth over here!"

Urahara laughed and pulled on some gloves.

Many screams and pushing and squeezing of hands, Takara had given birth to a beautiful baby girl. Kurotsuchi wrapped the baby in a blanket after cutting off the umbilical cord and stared at her intensely as if she had a uncureable dieseasse

Once Takara was ready Urahara transferred her gigai to Nozomi, Takara now lying on the ground withering in pain. Her eyes were clenched shut be she requested, "I want to see her, I want to see Nozomi."

Kurotsuchi put the gigai baby near Takara's head; Nozomi's crying ringing through the building. "I am not taking care of that screaming baby," Urahara whispered to Kurotsuchi.

"Who's gonna take care of her then?" Kurotsuchi blurted out.

Takara turned her head, "You better find someone for her to stay with until she's at least 18."

"I think I know the right woman for the job…" Urahara thought aloud.

"K-Kurotsuchi I…"

He bent down next to her as she handed him her baby, "Takara, what do you need?"

"To promise m-me that she'll be safe," every word was a struggle for Takara.

"I promise."

Kurotsuchi held the hand of the only woman he ever loved. He watched as she died in his hands.

As soon as Kurotsuchi closed the cold eyes of Takara she began forming instantly into a hollow for some unknownreason, "Urahara, should we?"

"Nozomi is going to be one messed up spirit..." Urahara shook his head with a long tired sigh.

For the next 15 years a man named Tasumi took care of Nozomi in Karakura, with the careful watch of Urahara. Nozomi was told her mom was still alive and that Tasumi was indeed her biological dad. Nozomi's actual biological dad was a man by the name of Boone. He was still in the soul society, and was the lieutenant for squad 8. He never knew he had a daughter, everyone was told she died along with her mom. She was never brought out of her gigai yet, and for that she had tremendous spiritual pressure. Tasumi knew of this and gave her a pill each morning that kept her spiritual pressure hidden from everyone else. She was told the pill was for hair growth. Tasumi did many things like this: using a certain hairspray that rejected hollows, a type of food that made it so she wasn't aware of her zanpakuto inside of her, etc. In fact, she thought her dad was gay and that was why her mom left him. She had many friends who had spiritual powers of their own, and she didn't even know. She goes to karakura highschool in the same class as Ichigo, Chad, Inoue, and Uryu. She doesn't like them though; she thinks that they're loud and annoying. Especially Ichigo.