Chapter One of Second Time's the charm. Pairing is Yoruichi and Ichigo.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach
Ichigo's sad eyes looked down at Aizen's battered corpse at his feet. He had beaten the brown-haired man but at a cost, he never wanted to pay. His eyes swept over all of the ruined buildings, the corpses of everyone else and the occasional fire that sat atop random pieces of rubble. Suddenly a piece of said rubble shook slightly and raised a little before falling right back down and Ichigo heard the groan that accompanied it. He instantly dashed over to see what it was and tore off the rubble to reveal Urahara struggling to stand.
The man had definitely seen better days, he was covered in cuts and burns that burned his skin black in certain areas and on top of that his hat had gotten lost somewhere in the fight and revealed his standard dusty blonde hair. He helped the man up and leaned him against a chunk of wall that stuck up right before sitting next to him. He hadn't gotten out of the fight unharmed and had a deep gouge in his gut as well as a slash on his shoulder blade accompanied by numerous other nicks and cuts all along his body.
"This is the end eh Hat'n'Clogs?" questioned the orange-haired teen to the blonde next to him who didn't say anything but let out a cough filled with bile and blood. "Ya know?" questioned Kisuke, prompting Ichigo to listen. "I've got this thing in my shop that I need to get, wanna help me get it before we keel over?" asked the blonde and with nothing else to do Ichigo decided to help him and shrugged one of the man's arms over his shoulder as they hobbled down the street to the collapsed Urahara shop.
They were in the back of the shop in the storage area which had taken a small amount of damage with only a hole in the wall appearing and some debris on the floor as a result. Because of this Urahara was able to find his object very quickly and showed it to Ichigo who just blinked at the strange object. It was a small cube of solid grey and not a single blemish on it. "Do you remember the sphere you used to get into Seireitei for the first time?" he asked, drawing a slow nod from the orange-haired youth.
"Well-" he launched into a coughing fit as he spat an alarming amount of blood along with said coughing fit. "Excuse me. This thing is a machine similar to that if you channel Reiatsu into it you can actually go back in time depending on the amount of Reiatsu you use. For example, I went-" he was interrupted by another hacking cough and it was only then that Ichigo also noticed the stab wound over his lung.
"For example, I went back in time ten minutes once with a minuscule amount. Now I know you don't have much Reiatsu left so I am going to give you a pill that has about Lieutenant-level amounts of Reiatsu in it." He fished said pill out of his jacket and handed it to Ichigo who took it into his own hand but did nothing with it.
"What do ya want Hat'n'Clogs?" he questioned the older man in front of him who let a bloody and crooked smile come over his features. "I want you to go back in time and stop Aizen before any of this happens." he coughed a moment later and looked up at Ichigo's shocked expression. "Kid I need you to do this, also what else will you do? Just do the time traveling, kick ass, stop Aizen, and if you find a babe be sure to tap it," he said with a wink as Ichigo rolled his eyes before taking the pill.
"Two things before you go-(Cough)- One is if you see me, show him this box and I would understand. Two is that when you go back you in that timeline will be erased so you don't have to be scared of running into yourself." he finished as Ichigo grabbed the cube with both hands and immediately started pouring all of his reiatsu into it. It took a few seconds but he eventually finished as it sucked in all of his reiatsu and the cube was now glowing.
He looked up at Urahara as the man smiled at him before sitting down leaning against the wall "Oh yeah here." The blonde chucked him his cane. "You absorbed Zangetsu so you need a new sword anyway. Also don't worry about mucking up the future like those shows say you would if you time travel, Make a new future," he spoke with a smile and Ichigo barely had time to nod before the cube suddenly turned into a solid black cube before sucking him in by the arms.
He watched as the cube slowly made it's way up his body and sucked up all of him and the last thing he saw was Urahara waving to him with a bloody grin on his face.
Ichigo felt the space around him whizz by as he flew at speeds he couldn't even hope to follow and all he saw was a dark blur before he suddenly stopped. With a poof, he suddenly was sitting in a forest with the cube and the sheathed sword still in his hands. He instantly noticed a few things, one was his hair was shorter, two was his body was smaller than he remembered it being, and three that he was in Soul Society. He stood up and instantly noticed he was much shorter compared to his old height.
He held up Benihime and noticed it went to his stomach as opposed to how it used to go to his waist. He was launched into his mindscape a second later and noticed how instead of the building like with Zangetsu, it was a field of wheat with himself standing there in the middle of all the wheat. "Hello Kurosaki-kun!" shouted a female voice that he recognized too well. He whipped around and there stood the smiling visage of his mother. He staggered backward in shock and the woman quickly held up its hands in a placating gesture. "I am your sword I just figured this would be the easiest figure to appear to you in," she stated and Ichigo mindlessly nodded his head.
He stood there staring at the woman who had been dead for so many years for what seemed like hours. He let out a deep sigh as he came to terms with this and came back down to the moment as he looked at her then himself. "For your knowledge my name is Shintai and I am the sword you were thrown." she introduced herself and Ichigo smiled at the woman in apology. "I am sorry that you were used as a simple substitute for Zangetsu but since it is a new world I hope we can have a new bond." He missed Zangetsu because the man had taught him so much and had been there in quite a few tough scenarios as well. He was willing to try and get used to Shintai. "As much as I would love to get to know you, I need to figure out where I am." he finished before disappearing from the field of wheat and reappearing in the forest.
Now that he looked at the sword, it was very long. Long enough to be called a Nodachi since it came from the ground to his chest and he was not short even when fifteen. He decided to simply carry it as he held it by the sheath and stuffed the cube into his pocket. He headed off into town noticing how his Reiatsu was severely dropped, down to normal Shinigami level if he was right. He continued walking for around ten more minutes before coming across a village.
It looked like the Rukongai of Soul Society so he continued to make his way down the streets, noticing his ability to simply walk through as opposed to before. He didn't have on his Shinigami clothes so he was able to blend in, despite the blade he carried. He made his way to the wall where a group of people had amassed together in front of the SekkiSeki wall with the gate open. There was a banner that said it was accepting tryouts for the Shinigami academy.
He walked to the side to a Shinigami who was standing there and watching the people try out. "Excuse me, when is the next try out?" he questioned the man in front of him. The man grunted before turning back to the tryouts. "Two years. Once every two years," he grumbled before going silent as he watched and Ichigo backed off into the crowd. He would try out if it weren't for two things, one being he can't already have Zanpakuto before becoming a Shinigami, that would raise too many questions. He also needed to get used to his new sword.
He backed off to the forest he just emerged from, a plan forming in his head as he walked. By the time he got back to the clearing he landed in originally, he had already formed a plan. He would spend the first year getting used to his sword as well as relearning Shikai and the second for rebuilding his Reiatsu to a higher amount than what he currently had which was pathetic. He deeply sighed as he withdrew his sword and raised it high, the sword gleaming in the sunlight.
"Let's become unbeatable Shintai!" he yelled as he spun on his foot and swung his zanpakuto, slicing deeply into a tree.
Shintai: Body of the Kami. This will explain his Shikai in the next chapter. Chapters will not be this short but this one is because it simply is prologue but the others will be much longer.