NOTE: Sorry for a lack of updates I really don't know what to write and how in my next chapter of my other story but I am working on it slowly because its quiet a task and I have to make it long and move the story on a bit. Anyways I am back with a brand new story to tickle your taste buds I hope. It's a new story based upon when Byakuya was in the academy. Yes it will feature a lot of the older characters of bleach and how I kind of thought they acted. It will end up having brief OC characters as really there aren't a lot of people in the academy in bleach as this time but I like him he is my favourite character so.
KUBO TITE OWNS ALL BLEACH CHARACTHERS BUT NOT MY OC CHARACTHERS.
Before the flower dispersed
Chapter 1: As the petal begins to grow.
Byakuya slid the living room door shut as he left. He was to begin the academy as did every Kuchiki noble before him. He began to walk back to his room in the mist of the night. The moon shone bright of what looked like it was wrapped in a white fluffy blanket covered by a black curtain. He always admired the moon and hardly saw it as its ripest showing its deep cut craters; he normally ended seeing it slightly eclipsed by a lone stray cloud floating past. He slowly walked across the decking while he admired it with his crisp eyes covered by 3 pieces of hair separated by his kenseikan; his crisp eyes looked slightly at it.
Why humans have walked upon such a beautiful piece of nature i will never know. Nature should be left to bloom at its finest not stepped upon.
He sighed and carried on walking. He reached his room and slid the door open then as he stepped but two steps in he slid it behind him shut.
The academy, it will be full of useless roughs who don't even know what the meaning of spirit energy let alone a Zanpaktou. If they all think it is some fancy sword they can whirl around their head they had better think again. I will show them the true meaning of a Shinigami.
He wasn't tired at all even though it was around 12 in the evening. He decided to light a candle and read upon a book that spoke of the way of the Zanpaktou. He had been studying well before the academy to make sure he got the top marks in the exam, of which he did, and was of course to enter in the top of the academy classes.
I doubt many will have got a head start on the studying part. Of course they all won't be intelligent enough to think of such a thing.
He began to turn the page and read more upon it and after an hour of so he blew out the candle and scrambled into his futon to sleep.
The morning broke; the red hot blazing sun burnt the sky crisp in all its glory filling it with crisp reds and oranges. The clouds and blue sky slowly began to break free, lighting the sky up purple. Light peered through the curtains of Byakuya's windows slowly waking him up.
He quickly got up and tided his bed so it looked as if he hadn't even landed his head upon the pillow, then reached to his wardrobe to bring upon his academy clothes that he would be wearing. He began to put them on; even with a stern face as usual not even morning would break it. He then brushed his hair and placed his kenseikan in his hair, then walked down the decking to his breakfast.
The room was silent just the way he was used to it. After his parents tragic death you could say he was pretty used to it. He slowly began to chew his breakfast, not spilling a crumb or making a sound. He finished and left the clear plate on the tray and drunk his cup of saki before he tottered off back to his room to collect his books.
He then shut the door and headed down the path to the main gate of the Kuchiki mansion door. He shut it behind him and began to walk to the academy.
He was used to the shingami. There ways, fighting skills and there spirit energy that was on constant though only a fair few had anything powerful enough to knock him off his feet.
He began to walk seeing various roughs on his way there either drunk or arguing over something petty. He vowed that he would never stoop so low to his parent's grave. It wasn't noble enough.
The academy bells began to sound as numerous students began to pour in all but a few from the Rukongai area. He could say only himself and one other were actually living in the soul society. There weren't many nobles around at all if the other was from here he was probably the son or daughter of some respected high powerful Shinigami that has originated from Rukongai with his mother too being a Rukongai. He wasn't too bothered about this, he knew that there would be a minute amount of competition to behold him in his academy days and of course he would breeze through.
He arrived inside. People were filling the corridors already making their little friends on the way to their class. Byakuya didn't find any of this relevant and just walked through to his class.
He sat down with his books at the front in the middle so he could have a clear view of everything the tutor would say and write upon the board. He was in the top class as you would have expected and really didn't expect many others to have gained this status either. He was right only a few were entering he heard voices as others went to their classrooms and he saw his first member of his class. She had glasses upon her and a lot of books. She looks quiet snooty and snobby.
I hence a guess she is from a part of Rukongai that is well educated. I doubt there will be many; I wonder how she gained her spirit power, my guesses through force.
Another came in around 2 minutes later. He looked slightly older as if had failed quiet a few times and was determined to win a place.
Knowing the test by heart, a pity and I was expecting some competition.
A few other old members entered. Byakuya knew there wouldn't be one that could compete at his level.
The lesson began.
Introduction to the Zanpaktou the teacher scribbled on the board.
Excellent the very book I have been reading.
Everyone began to open there new books on the new page and began to write as the tutor spoke.
"And so you see the Zanpaktou first enters the shikai stage of rele..."
The door swung open.
"...I am so sorry sir, got the wrong class like neh"
An unfamiliar figure with purple like grey hair covered his face barged in the room with his books in hand.
Everyone stared at him including Byakuya.
I wonder where they get these roughs from. They could at least learn some manners and be on time. The system is surely slipping why so would such a low life be entered into such a high ranked class? He will soon learn.
He quickly turned around and shut his eyes in non amusement while the chirpy rough sat down.
"You are late, please try and be more organised Mr Ichimaru Gin"
The girl with the glasses at the back let out a full of breath sigh. Whilst the other guy threw an indifferent look at him and returned to look at the board.
"...And as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted...this is the first initial release of your Zanpaktou and when such as a high level as you all are I am guessing this will be one of your major tasks to carry out, you see in this rank not learning such things effectively is seen as disgraceful"
Gin sighed he knew all of this unnecessary grammar was for him. Byakuya found it quiet amusing but didn't laugh as that was disrespectable to the tutor.
The lesson went on explaining everything that Byakuya had already learnt from reading into it before hand. The next was magic testing and he knew he was sure to pass that with flying colours but still thought to study.
The classed ended.
Lower ranks were running around as if it was going to the best thing that had ever happened to them and also thinking that they were going to get to use swords in full length battle anytime soon.
"Hey there shinko, whoa you got entered into the top class get you!" shouted an older student who had a giant raging scar ranging from his eye right down past his lips.
He sighed and folded his arms.
"And I have been here for a shorter time than you, guess I will be passing this year then?" he joked around.
"Yeah you'd better and give us a hand too, I am dying to get on that battle field and kill the punk who recked this face of mine"
Byakuya was so disgraced at the low life, picking petty things to fight others of his own kind. He couldn't stand to talk to one of them so began to walk around them to his house to eat lunch as he wasn't to be back for another 2 hours.
"Hey isn't he that noble guy" whispered one guy as Byakuya passed.
"Yeah it is apparently he is going to be the best that the noble family has seen, his father was in a lower rank to him when he entered this place" said the other
"You're kidding right?"
Byakuya sighed and carried on walking.
Speaking of my father like that. How disrespectable. He would have been captain if it wasn't for his dedication to research.
Byakuya soon heard a shout from behind calling out his name.
"Hey...Byakuya..."
Byakuya turned around to see the later comer Ichimaru Gin running towards him. He soon reached to where Byakuya was standing.
"What is it?" Byakuya asked.
Gin began to catch his breath.
"Eh...let...me...catch...me...breathe...first...Neh..."
Byakuya wasn't amused at all, and all he wanted was to get home and not waste his time with this freeloader.
"There...well I am Gin and I am pleased to meet a fellow class mate such as yourself" he held his hand out for Byakuya to shake it but he did no such thing.
"Ah well...I was just wondering when our next class is...my timetables a bit of a mess like they made me switch classes like first thing this morning"
This one seriously doesn't have any intuition at all, why could he have just asked at the office?
"Two hours at the training ground...now if you would excuse me I have some important things to attend to" He turns around his hair flicking in the air as he walked off.
The people around them were shocked at the way he just sounded so noble and upper class, maybe too somewhat like the teachers himself.
"Ok Byakuya-kun I shall see you there" Gin shouted.
The door slid shut as the maid greeted him back home. He slipped off his shoes and gave his books to the maid who took them straight to his room.
He walked into the dining room where a maid greeted him with tea and lunch.
He never really spoke to the maids and the maids never really spoke to him. Not since his parents died anyway. He didn't feel the need to speak to people lower than him really only to ask them something if highly needed. He slowly and quietly eats his rice along with sushi in wasabi sauce while he begins to thinks about the next couple of hours ahead.
The wonders of magic, I guess this won't be much of a task now will it.
NOTE: There you go first chapter of this done took me about 4 weeks to write this took it slow and steady re read bits edited it you know the lark that you go through. I wanted to make a long opening so I can keep motivated to make it long. Hope you like it. Reviews please I would love to hear you comments, bashing, improvement tip and anything else that will keep me motivated and help me improve.