A/N: The sequel is here! Sorry for the long wait but I hope it is worth it. :) Firstly I would like to thank Awen Sofer for beta'ing this chapter: THANK YOU! Secondly, translations will be at the bottom. Thirdly, enjoy! x


Kindling Karasu-tengu - 1

26th May 1854 11:49pm (Karakura Town)

Cries of the newborn babe filled the room, followed by sobs from the mid-wife as she held the little infant in her arms. The man, who was now a father, was stroking the blonde curls of his wife and speaking sweet nothings into her ear. She couldn't hear him. Her open eyes were glassy and staring at the ceiling as she lay back on the plush futon. Straight after giving birth to her daughter, she died, soon to leave this world behind and move onto another adventure.

"Onegai, hand me my baby girl and leave." He spoke to the mid-wife harshly, with no extra words of appreciation for delivering his child.

The mid-wife seemed reluctant to let the wailing newborn go and looked longingly at the little bundle while in the arms of her father. She left and slid the shoji screen behind her.

"Are you there Kuchiki-sama?" The father called out, even though no one else was supposed to be in the room.

"Hai." An elderly looking man appeared, walking through the window and into the room. "She looks just like her." He spoke as a pair of small light blue eyes blinked up at him. They were able to see him clearly.

"Baka! There is no need to talk about me as if I'm not here." Sitting next to the dead body of the mother was a lady ghost who looked exactly like the deceased. One of her hands was stroking the blonde fluffs of hair on top of her daughter's head.

"Gomen nasai." The elder Kuchiki male apologised. "Are you ready to move on to a better place?"

"Nani? What place could be better than with my child?" Her eyes flashed defiantly at the elder man, he had been kind to them for a long time but she still couldn't shake an unwelcome feeling he brought whenever he was around.

He gave a little chuckle and wondered if the child would have a similar personality when she grew up. "At the Soul Society, you will never grow hungry and there will be plenty of people to keep you company."

"Darling, you have to understand that you can't stay in this realm." Her husband wiped away the few tears that were falling from her eyes. "Do you want to become one of those monsters and be a danger to our daughter?"

"Iie." She cried louder, but it didn't matter because only the two of them could hear her. "I know. Can I at least hold her for a little bit?"

"I don't think…" He looked up at the other man in the room, who was standing, silently asking for some advice. "We don't even know if she can see you."

The mother moved around so she was kneeling right in front of her sitting husband. "Konnichiwa, little one." She held out a finger and the baby looked up at her with blinking blue eyes.

The wailing stopped and the baby reached out trying to hold the finger but it was too far away. The mother brought it closer and the baby held onto it, smiling slightly and giving an incoherent noise of appreciation. Baby blue eyes met those of a darker colour, almost a prediction of what they would be like when she grew older.

"Will I ever meet her again?" She asked in a small voice.

"Hai." The elderly man said, drawing out a katana. Only he knew the real possibility of her meeting the baby again, and it was a next to nothing chance.

"Okay, I'm ready." The mother watched as the man turned the weapon around so that the end of the hilt was facing her and he pressed it against her forehead. She started to panic and turned towards her husband, reaching out to hold his hand. "Matte! I want her to be named…"


"Mikazuki-chan!" Byakuya woke up calling the name of who he was dreaming about. He grimaced when realising he was drenched in sweat. Patting the area beside him, he felt an empty side of the futon. "Kuso… just another dream." He muttered under his breath and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, the reality of what happened to her never really sunk in.

He had been having a lot of dreams lately, though a better term would be nightmare. In each one, Mikazuki would die in some sort of way. The scenes of what happened on Sōkyoku Hill repeated in his mind. Sometimes his grandfather who is considered dead would succeed in stabbing her because he was too late to reach her. Other times he would kill his grandfather, only to find out that it was actually Mikazuki his zanpakutou pierced. This time he went to visit her at the Fourth Division, only to find Ginrei standing over her bloodied body with his katana in her chest.

Usually there would be gaps in between each one but he had been having the nightmares more frequently. Byakuya just wanted them to stop and he wanted her to wake up. There was no point trying to get more sleep; he could see the sun peering over the horizon. The nightmare made him feel uneasy and Byakuya knew he would be making a stop at the Fourth Division before going to his own. He needed to be assured that nothing bad had happened to Mikazuki.

As he walked through the hallways, seeing the shinigami in their pink nurse uniforms, Byakuya was reminded of the time he first went into the Second Division. It had been the first time seeing Mikazuki since when she helped out Hisana who was trying to find her sister. The shinigami in this section of the Fourth Division were all female and every head turned as he passed them. He would've been able to find his way to one specific room with his eyes closed with how many times he had visited it, but didn't want to look like an idiot.

When entering the room which Mikazuki had to herself, he was assaulted by the colours of flowers. Seeing some of the floral arrangements, Byakuya had a sneaking suspicion that the pink haired menace stole some from the Kuchiki gardens. For once, he didn't care. The next thing he noticed was Mikazuki on a futon. She was wearing a plain sleeping kimono and still looked like she was asleep. No blood was in sight and he was able to breathe much easier.

"It is nice of you to join us, Kuchiki-taichou." The voice came from the corner of the room.

Takeo was sitting with his back against the wall and his eyes closed. Sayuri, the younger sister he had only met a few times since Mikazuki passing out, quietly left the room. It was as if she could sense an inevitable argument starting with his entrance. Byakuya knew that she had a twin brother, but he always kept hidden and the Captain had only seen him once. He went to kneel on the other side of the unconscious woman, furthest away from the older brother.

"How is she doing?" Byakuya asked, keeping his eyes on Mikazuki's face. It looked like she was just resting, but they both knew that was far from the truth.

"Suki-chan hasn't gotten worse, demo she hasn't gotten better either." Takeo stared at the Captain, looking for any indication of outward emotions that would be different from his apathetic expression he always wore. "Unohana-taichou said she would be stopping by a bit later, she has important news about Mikazuki's progress apparently." He scratched the back of his head, clearing his throat uncomfortably. "I have a new recruit in the division that I need to start training with, I was wondering if-"

"Hai, I will stay."

"Arigatou gozaimasu." Takeo stood up and moved to leave the room, pausing for a bit when getting to the shoji screen. "Gomen nasai, I've been a baka to you lately and I know what you did, saved her life. When I yell at you, it is because I blame myself for what happened to her."

The man left before Byakuya could say anything, not that he planned on replying. "Baka." He whispered. A solemn smile showed on his features as he thought back to when he had called Mikazuki the same thing.

Now that he was alone, Byakuya reached over and held Mikazuki's hand in his own. His thumb ran over the back of it, feeling the smooth skin. Unlike her palm which was slightly calloused due to the holding of her zanpakutou over the many years. Being a Hakuda master helped her retain less roughness on her palm though, because she didn't use her tantou often. He was not satisfied just touching her hand and moved his hand upwards to stroke her cheek. Placing a chaste kiss on her forehead, Byakuya had to compose himself because he couldn't afford to lose it and had to be strong.

He would wonder which would be better. Having the sharp pain of Mikazuki dying and knowing that he would never be with her again or the uncertainty of her never waking up but still holding hope for something that seemed like it would never happen. What had she wanted to tell him before blacking out? Would he ever find out? Deep in his thoughts, Byakuya didn't notice the shoji screen open quietly or the movement that drew closer in front of him.

"I could come back at a later time if now is inconvenient?" The caring voice of Retsu filled the room, almost instantly bringing his troubled thoughts at ease.

"Iie, now is fine." He stood so that he could be eye-to-eye with her, instead of looking up at a towering figure. "Ishikawa-san has training to tend to, he won't be here."

"Kuchiki-taichou, in the last five years her condition hasn't improved." Retsu came and knelt on the other side of Mikazuki, he also did the same again. "We know that she has the infection and I may have some good news for you concerning it."

"Nani?" Byakuya couldn't help the hope that surfaced when he looked over at the other Captain.

"Before I say anything else, I know you won't like the idea, demo you need to understand that it could quite possibly be the only way to save Mikazuki-san." She waited for any objections and when there were none, she continued. "I was told very recently by Kurotsuchi-taichou that-"

"Iie! I will not agree to any experiment he has planned."

"It is rude to interrupt someone when they are speaking Kuchiki-taichou." Retsu admonished. "I was told by Kurotsuchi-taichou himself that he had taken samples of Mikazuki-san's blood-" She held up a hand when Byakuya opened his mouth to complain. "-with her permission. It was when she had gone to him with the contaminated ointment."

"Well if he wants more he can't have it." He said defiantly.

"That isn't what Kurotsuchi-taichou wants. Over the years he has spent his spare time, which hasn't been a lot apparently, formulating a cure for the disease he called encephalitis. He finished it last night and has been testing it on the last remaining blood samples he has. When he has time off this afternoon, Kurotsuchi-taichou will be bringing it here to use on her if it is what Mikazuki-san's family wants."

"Do I not get a say in any of this?" Byakuya stood up and started pacing in the room. "There could be side effects."

"There have been no administered side effects that Kurotsuchi-taichou has mentioned." Retsu gave a sigh. "It is true that testing the cure on the actual body may cause some unknown side effect. It also could be the only way for her to wake up. What if she did wake up?"

"Then… then…" He shook his head to get rid of all the hopeful thoughts filtering into his mind. He stopped his pacing to face her and whispered. "What if she doesn't wake up?"

She stood up and rested her hand on his shoulder, giving him a warmly smile. "You won't know until you try it out. I will be contacting her family and getting them to arrive before Kurotsuchi gets here. They will make their decision then. You should come along as well."

"I do not trust him, demo, I will be here." He knew that she knew he was talking about the Captain and not Takeo.

Retsu left the room and Byakuya went back to Mikazuki's side. He wanted to stay beside her for a few more moments until he would need to head over to his division. Although he didn't trust Mayuri, he saw sense in letting the mad scientist try out whatever cure he had come up with. Normal herbs and medicinal treatments hadn't worked throughout the years, so maybe this would. Byakuya didn't want to get his hopes up but the thought of Mikazuki waking up again made him happy and he was glad that if this cure did work, he wouldn't have to watch someone he loved die before him again.


1969 (Sōkyoku Hill)

Byakuya held her seemingly lifeless body close to his. Mikazuki's ear was against his heart as if hearing it beat would make her faintly beating one go back to a normal pace. Much like how his Senkei could surround him and his opponent in an arena, Stealth Force members started to appear in a similar position. Their Captain, Suì-Fēng, stepped forward and walk towards him. She noticed all the blood that was on the dirt and her eyes narrowed when she saw who Byakuya was holding.

"What sort of mischief has Ishikawa-san been up to this morning?" She was unable to see the gaping wound on Mikazuki's stomach because Byakuya held her closer to him.

"She was fighting my grandfather. All the mysterious Rukongai deaths are to be blamed on him."

Suì-Fēng looked around the area. "Where is Kuchiki-sama?"

"Unless the blood stains over there show movement of escape, he should be dead." Byakuya said. It hadn't sunk in that he had killed his grandfather. He was still saddened by Mikazuki's state.

"It doesn't." Suì-Fēng walked back over to him. "Whether her reasons to be up here were good, I can't ignore the fact that it is still against the law. Give her to me and I will see to her punishment."

"Iie." He said, trying to stand up while still holding Mikazuki. "She needs to go to the Fourth Division, I will take her there myself."

"Give me my subordinate, Kuchiki-taichou." The other Captain signalled for a few of her Stealth Force members to step forward. They were obviously assigned the task to carry Mikazuki.

"Iie. This is a matter of the noble Kuchiki Clan and the Gotei Thirteen are not allowed to interfere." Byakuya turned around ready to walk back down the staircase that led to the top of the hill when he thought of something. Turning around he stared at Suì-Fēng for a while before stating. "You don't look concerned about her condition Suì-Fēng-taichou."

"I'm not." She replied, trying to hide her anger because the situation wasn't turning out in her favour. "Ishikawa-san was a reckless shinigami. It is about time she gets punished for it. Now I can find someone worthy of her position."

"Don't talk about her like she is dead." He said before shunpo'ing away.

Mikazuki hadn't gotten any worse when Byakuya arrived at the Fourth Division, which he was glad for. As soon as he entered, Sayuri saw him and recognised the body in his arms. She quickly rushed over to him and got him to follow her into an empty room. Instead of checking her sister's wounds like he thought Sayuri would, she ran out. A few minutes passed and Byakuya was going to get his own help when Retsu entered the room, gasping when she saw the state Mikazuki was in. The unconscious woman's breathing had gotten even shorter and he was afraid he might've been too late already.

"How and when did this happen?" Retsu asked. Her calm voice did little to reassure him.

Byakuya explained to the other Captain what had taken place less than an hour ago. He expressed his concerns about the infection that coated his grandfather's zanpakutou and wanted to know whether she would be okay.

"It is hard to tell, I can heal the wound but there is still a chance that the ointment has already worked its way into her bloodstream." Retsu called for her Lieutenant who was quietly standing outside of the room. "Kotetsu-fukutaichou, can you contact Mikazuki-san's family and have Ishikawa-chan come in to help out onegai."

With a worried expression already on her face, Isane looked at her unconscious friend one last time before nodding. She left the room and there was only silence as Retsu continued using her healing Kidou on her patient. He watched as Mikazuki's breathing returned to normal and was expecting her to open her eyes any second, but nothing happened. His shoulders sagged downwards and he knelt down, grabbing her hand and gently stroking it. Byakuya started inwardly praying to anything that would listen, in hopes that some sort of miracle would take place.

"She was close to death, but is fine now." Retsu stood and allowed Sayuri to take her place. "Although that is the case, it doesn't appear as if she will wake anytime soon. It could be caused by the infection inside her but we will monitor her daily to see if there are any changes." Bowing slightly, the Captain left and he was alone with Mikazuki's younger sister.

Sayuri began muttering incoherently and he tried to understand what she was saying but he gave up after not being able to make any sense of it. Maybe it was because of the low tone she used and also the fast rate at which she was whispering. A calmness fell over the room which was instantly disturbed when Takeo entered, holding onto the hand her his younger brother Ryo. The little boy went straight over to his twin's side and got her to stop whatever she was saying.

"Iie... Suki-chan..." Takeo knelt down on the other side of Mikazuki and held her other hand. It seemed as if the guy hadn't realised that Byakuya was even in the room. He had been wrong when Takeo looked up to glare at him. "You did this to her." He seethed through closed teeth.

"She would've been in a lot worse condition if I had arrived any later." Byakuya stated and continued to stare at the other man, not wanting to back down from their personal staring competition.

"You should've stayed away from her. She should've stayed away from you." Takeo was the first to break eye contact and stared down at his sister. He was evidently upset but tried not to show it. "None of this would've happened."

"That is where you are wrong." Byakuya commented. "My grandfather knew Mikazuki-chan when she was human, all this was inevitable."

Takeo shunpo'd until he was right beside Byakuya. They were both standing now and he grabbed onto the Captain's shihakushou, his fists turning white with how tightly he was gripping it. "Just admit that she would be better off without you."

"Iie." Byakuya looked down at the hand holding onto his clothing, his own slowly moving to his zanpakutou. "Let go of me before I slice you off of me."

"You don't know her as well as I do." Takeo let go of him and went back to Mikazuki's side. "She deserves more than you can give her."

"I can give her anything she will ever want."

"That isn't what I am talking about." Takeo kept his gaze on his sister. If he looked at the man on her other side, he knew he wouldn't be able to control his anger and do something he would later regret. "When your elders find out about the relationship you have with her, will you choose your pride or Suki-chan?"

"I am head of the Kuchiki Clan the elders can only give suggestions, they can't make me choose anything. What you are saying is out of the question." Byakuya got down on his knees and wiped away some stray strands on Mikazuki's face.

"Souka…"

"You will never agree with me, I suspect your feelings for her are more than just that which siblings share." He knew what he was saying was just to rile up the other man, but Byakuya really just wanted to be alone with Mikazuki, even if they were her family.

Takeo couldn't help but glare at the Captain. "How dare you state such a thing! I've known her longer than you have. I've got every right to care about her deeply."

"Just admit it." Byakuya taunted calmly. "If you had met her any other way, if she wasn't your sister-"

"Iie! I saved her life once before and I will do it again." Takeo stood and opened the shoji screen. "I suggest you leave, you are not welcome here."

The younger two of the family, were staring wide-eyed at the interaction going on in front of them. They had never seen their older brother in such a rage before and it was something they never wished to see again.

Byakuya went to the exit. "I am leaving because I have important duties concerning all of this to deal with. I will come and go when I want to. I have any right to come in here as you do or her friends. Just remember who will be paying for her treatment because I know you don't have the Kan for it."

When he reached the Kuchiki grounds, the first place he went to was his grandfather's living quarters. With him, Byakuya brought a few of the Kuchiki guards. He had no idea what would be install for him but he needed to find out if his grandfather truly was the man behind all of the ointment and it would also need to be destroyed. If he did find any of the pink substance and if he was in a generous mood, which at the moment he wasn't, Byakuya would send some of the ointment to the Twelfth Division. He knew that Mayuri would probably be interested in it and maybe he would be able to come up with an antidote.

The thorough and initial search of Ginrei's living quarters gave no clues of there ever being an infectious pink ointment. Before the event of what transpired that morning, he would've assumed that his grandfather was innocent after all, but he knew something was amiss. Byakuya ordered the guards to try and find a secret entrance and after much searching they had to move a couple of floor to ceiling bookcases aside, which revealed a small shoji screen. There were stairs that led downwards, underground, with only darkness to be seen.

Not wanting to waste any time by getting his servants to gather some lanterns for light, Byakuya manipulated the Hadou spell, Byakurai, which lit his index finger with a strong pale blue light. He had to use as little Reiryoku as possible so that he wouldn't be casting lightning bolts inside this hidden room and potentially destroying all the evidence as well. He ordered the guards to keep watch and stay where they were, mainly so that they wouldn't get in his way.

He descended down the stairs and into a room which resembled a basement from the World of the Living. Keeping his lit finger in front of him so he could see, Byakuya looked around the small space. There were vials and jars of many different sizes, all filled with the pink liquid. If he had any doubt it was truly his grandfather to cause the deaths of so many people, there was now no doubt at all of whom the perpetrator was. There were a lot of equipment pieces found on a single table and Byakuya wouldn't have been able to name them, they would've been better suited with the Twelfth Division. After one quick sweep of the dark room, a journal could be seen on a small shelf.

Grabbing it, he flipped through a few pages. It was obviously about the ointment his grandfather created and going by the dates written in the book, Ginrei had started the project long before Byakuya's birth. He couldn't make sense of any of the writing and knew only one or two other men who probably could. Byakuya left the basement with the journal in his hand. As much as he hated to admit it, he would need the help of the Gotei Thirteen for this matter. The next place he was going would be the First Division to speak with the Captain Commander who probably had heard of everything that happened this morning already. Then maybe he would be able to visit Mikazuki while her family was elsewhere.


Worry was the forefront emotion in Byakuya's mind as soon as he entered the Fourth Division in the afternoon. When he walked through the opening, a nurse came straight up to him and led him into a different room where Mikazuki had been assigned to. He was able to relax when he got to the room. She had only been relocated to a larger room instead of changing rooms due to her condition changing. Word must've gotten around the Seireitei quickly because all of her friends, a few other Captains and some barbarians from the Eleventh Division were all in here, including a redheaded guy who he recognised being close to Rukia when she was in the Shinigami Academy. What was he doing here?

Everyone turned in his direction as he entered. Byakuya wasn't sure he liked all the attention, but it was obvious that few of them believed the rumours that had been going on about Mikazuki and himself. Arriving had silently announced to them all, they were true. Only boredom took place as they all waited for the Twelfth Division Captain to turn up. Thoughts of why everyone was here began swimming around his mind as well as questions he had been thinking about for the whole day. Did he want Mayuri to use the cure on her? What if it worked and she woke up? What if it didn't work? Byakuya couldn't help the pessimism that he had. To him, he needed to know of every possibility, especially when without realising it his hope was increasing as the seconds passed.

"Get out of my way you incompetent girl!" The familiar screeching of Mayuri's voice from the corridor came into the room and everyone all held their breath at the same time.

"Hai, Mayuri-sama." Nemu quietly said from behind her Captain as the shoji screen opened.

"What are you all staring at?" Mayuri shouted. "We don't have all day, where is she?"

Retsu came into the room at that moment and showed the Captain where Mikazuki was lying on the futon in the middle of the room. "Mikazuki-san is right here." She stopped Mayuri when he took out a vial with clear liquid in it from his shihakushou. "Ishikawa-san, have you decided whether you want her to take the cure?"

"What are you talking about?" Mayuri asked. "Are you telling me that I came all this way to your division and there is a possibility that I won't be using the cure I created specifically for this use?" He didn't like being ignored by everyone either.

"We want Suki-chan to take it, demo only if Kuchiki-taichou agrees." Takeo said and looked up at the Sixth Division Captain from his kneeling position.

Byakuya could feel everyone's eyes on him and he knew they all wanted him to agree. "Will there be any side effects?"

"Iie! I am no baka!"

"Go ahead with it." Byakuya said.

All shinigami in the room stared as Mayuri ungraciously poured the contents of the vial he was holding, down Mikazuki's throat. Seconds went by which turned into minutes and when nothing happened they all knew that whatever the cure was, it didn't help wake her up. Retsu rationalised that it would probably take a full night and day for any effects to take place. One by one, people left the room but they all came rushing back in when hearing Sayuri gasp and it wasn't because of anything to do with the unconscious woman.

Beside Mikazuki a woman with very dark skin materialised. There was something offsetting about her, whether it was because of her long talon-like nails or completely black eyes, Byakuya wasn't sure but she also felt familiar as well. Her hair was long and tangled in knots, constantly moving behind her as if an invisible wind was swirling around her. She wasn't wearing anything, but tuffs of feathers seemed to sprout from her skin in the right places to cover her where it counted. Her appearance could've been to do with Mayuri's cure or could've been a coincidence. There was no way of knowing.

"How fascinating…" Mayuri muttered stepping closer. "Just what are you?"

"I am Tobenaitori." They all could see her mouth moving as she spoke but the words came from all around them, drifting through the room like a breeze. A few were looking around to try and pinpoint where exactly the noise was coming from. "She is alive but battling. If she wins, she could wake any time from now, if not, well… she will stay as she is and never become conscious again."

"Just how will we know if she is still fighting or has lost?" Takeo asked. He stood up and glared at the woman. It was obvious that he didn't trust her even though she announced herself as Mikazuki's zanpakutou.

"You won't."

"Well isn't that reassuring?" A bald man from the Eleventh Division, the one who had cut Mikazuki's cheek, remarked sarcastically.

"Mikazuki-chan is strong, she will win." The guy wearing feathers near an eye said and patted Takeo on the back.

Everyone from the Eleventh Division went to leave the room together. They had stayed when the others initially left and had to pass everyone else to get to the shoji screen exit. More supportive words were said to Takeo and the young twins as more left the room. Mayuri continued silently analysing the zanpakutou spirit, wondering why she was able to materialise in the Soul Society with Mikazuki being unconscious. Byakuya didn't want to communicate with Tobenaitori and just wished the room was empty so he could be alone with the blonde woman.

The spirit disappeared without warning and Mayuri had to leave, since there was no reason for him to still be there. Nemu dutifully followed him but not without giving Takeo a tiny awkward encouraging speech. The family and Byakuya stayed as Retsu performed some more tests on Mikazuki, telling them that the cure had worked and the encephalitis was gone from her body. She also mentioned that there would be no way of her knowing how she was fairing in whatever was going on in her inner world.

Another hour went by until Byakuya was finally alone with her. He went straight to her side and held onto the same hand he did earlier that day. Often, he would start speaking to her as if she were awake and knew that she wouldn't reply to anything he said.

"What are you fighting against?" He spoke aloud, mainly to himself but was surprised when Mikazuki started moving about with her eyes still closed.

Her eyebrows were drawn together and her lips started moving as if she was speaking but no noise was coming out of them. Byakuya knew he should've called for one of the nurses to get Retsu but he stayed mute and held onto her hand more tightly.

"It is okay, I am here." Byakuya squeezed her hand again as if letting her know.

"Bya…" Mikazuki faintly whispered. "Bya-kun…"

He was too shocked to be angry that she called him a nickname the pink haired brat had made up for him. All he cared about was that she was speaking and it was his name that came from her lips. Not Takeo's or anyone else's, it was his.

"Suki-chan, I am here." He leaned down and whispered close to her ear, not wanting to alert anyone that could be outside the room. "Onegai, wake up."

Mikazuki stilled and Byakuya waited, hoping that she would start moving again but nothing happened. Maybe he had imagined everything and she hadn't moved at all? It wouldn't have been the first time he hallucinated while alone in the same room as her. He kissed her forehead and wished her a good night, although it was going to be a very long one for him.


A/N: Translations.

Onegai – please

Hai – yes

Baka – idiot/stupid

Gomen nasai – sorry (formal)

Nani – what

Iie – no

Konnichiwa – hello

Matte – wait

Kuso – sh*t

Demo – but

Arigatou gozaimasu – thank you (formal)

Senkei – one of Byakuya's Bankai's special ability moves

Shihakushou – shinigami uniform

Souka – I see

Kan – Soul Society currency

Byakurai – Pale lightning (Hadou number four)

Reiryoku – spiritual energy