Torn Apart

A Kisuke Urahara Love Story

Hiromi Yamamoto swore to never fall in love after watching the pain her mother endured after her father died. No man was worth her time…until a certain man was named Captain of Squad 12. Now can Hiromi keep to her rule or will she fall and have to endure what her mother once had too?

Chapter One

Never

The funeral was over. It had been for hours now, but Hiromi Yamamoto could not move. She felt glued to the ground as she gazed down at the two headstones at her feet. The bodies had been burned, but the young woman had made a monument to put in her backyard to be with her always.

She felt her tears coming back up but she refused to restrain them like she had before in front of the others at the funeral. She felt no shame in letting them fall now.

What was she supposed to do now? With both her parents now gone all Hiromi now had was Grandpa, and all he really cared about was his stupid Soul Reapers.

It figured that the day Hiromi finally graduated from the Soul Reaper Academy to try and earn her Grandfather's attention that her mother died. All her happy days had been ruined since her father had passed away. With both of them gone now all she felt like doing was curling up in the corner in her room and falling asleep, hoping that when she woke up this was all a dream.

All a dream and it was the morning of that horrid day and she would refuse to go take that final exam and she would still be home to keep her mother from…from being…

A hand landing on her shoulder made Hiromi jump and whirl around.

It was an elderly man with red eyes, a bald head and a very long white beard and eyebrows. He held two scars above his right eye and was dressed in a black and white shinigami.

Genrysai Shigekuni Yamamoto.

Her Grandfather.

"It is all right to cry, dear one." The elderly man told her, gazing down at the headstones as well. "It's all right.

Hiromi turned back to the stones and the man glanced at his granddaughter.

All ready at 5'8', Hiromi looked just like her mother with the long auburn hair and brown eyes. She even held her mother's smile. The smile that, when anyone, anyone, looked at her, would want to smile as well. And many always did.

Just like her mother.

But then there was that look in her eyes that made everyone cautious of her attitude and fighting skills.

Just like her father.

Just like the man Genrysai hated for making his daughter endure so much pain, and now his granddaughter as well.

"What…what am I supposed to do now?" Hiromi's small voice finally decided to be known. "What now?"

Genrysai thought quickly. "I heard that you passed the Academy. Would you still like to be a Soul Reaper?"

The young woman snorted. "I guess that really is the last thing that I have now, isn't it?" She finally turned from the stones, sighing." "What is it that you want, Grandfather?"

He was taken aback for a moment by the coldness in her voice towards him. He gave a sad smile. He shouldn't have expected anything different now. He hadn't really been a grandfather to her theses years. Well, that was about to change. Hiromi Yamamoto was about to have herself a grandfather that wanted to be there for her, no matter what. He wanted to see her happy again.

"I want…to give you want you want, Hiromi. To make you happy."

"Having my parents back is all I want…all that would make me happy." She gave another snort. "But I suppose your 13 Gotei will provide entertainment for now." Genrysai nodded. "On one condition, though." The elder man looked at her in surprise again. She gazed back. "I want my own Squad."

"Your own Squad?" He asked.

"Yes. You and I both know that I'm strong. I was able to take down Kenpachi down in a fist fight in less than two minutes in the tournament last month, you saw it. I'm both strong and smart enough to have my own Squad. I'm Captain Material."

"Indeed, but-"

"I'm not asking for a Captain position on your 13 Gotei. I want to make my own. A 14th one and I want to choose the members of my Squad."

If Genrysai wasn't so old, he would have let his mouth fall open. "The 13 Gotei have been the same for the last 1000 years! What makes you think that I would-" He paused, watching as she turned her back to him again. He quickly came up with an idea. "I give you one week to prepare."

She turned back to him. "To prepare?"

"Yes. To prepare. In one week you will fight all the other Captains. If you defeat them all, I'll let you have your squad." Damn, this old mind of his could still think fast.

Hiromi smiled. "That's it? You're making this much too easy."

Genrysai smiled. There was no way she was going to be able to beat them all, was there? "Do you agree?"

"Indeed. This will be easy. Thank you. I shall see you in a week, Grandfather." Hiromi disappeared into what was now only their house.

Genrysai continued to smile. No matter how much Genrysai hated that man; there was no doubting that Hiromi was his daughter. One would think that she would like to take up the Captain Seat of Squad 9 like her Father had before her, heaven knows that she would protect the Seireitei as well as her father had and Genrysai was sure that the News Magazine would have been entertaining as well, his granddaughter was a writer after all, and the reports from the other Squad Lieutenants would never get lost or ruined, but it seems that Hiromi didn't want her Father's Chair.

Why did she want to make up her own Squad? Did she see something wrong concerning the others? Or was this just her way of saying it was going to take a while for her to ease back into her normal state now that both her parents were gone?

Genrysai wasn't sure, but he knew that, in the end, Hiromi would be back to normal soon.

At least, he hoped she'd be.

"Are you sure that you're going to be able to do this?" The woman sitting in the corner of the room asked.

Hiromi glanced at her, pausing in her training. The Woman was Chisa Kuchiki, Byakuya Kuchiki's Twin sister.

Chisa wore her long black hair in a loose braid with slate gray eyes and was dressed in a pale pink kimono covered in cherry blossoms.

"Do you have doubt in me, Chisa?" Hiromi asked slowly, staring straight ahead again as she continued her training.

Chisa glanced at the other woman for a moment before tilting her head down slightly and closing her eyes. "Of course not. You are the granddaughter of Genrysai Yamamoto. I shouldn't have asked."

Hiromi grinned at her friend. "No, I appreciate your concern, Chisa." She swung again with her sword before lowering it and wiping sweat from her brow. "It reminds me of the days at the Academy. It ended only a few months ago, but it already seems to be years in between." She took a breath. "I will beat all the Captains, including your brother, no offense." She quickly added.

"None taken."

Hiromi thought in silence for a moment. She had been thinking about her next sentence for a while, since she and the Kuchiki Twins grew close. She believed that she was about to make a right choice.

"And when I am given my Squad, I would like for you to be my Lieutenant, Kuchiki."

Chisa couldn't cloak the surprise on her face. "Me? Are-" She smiled and then nodded. "Of course. I would be honored."

"Good. Now, please tell me all about your brother's battle tactics. Have they changed at all since the Academy?"