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Kido Destiny

"What is it?"

The shinigami scout group gathered around the object of interest. It was a tozansho, a large inverted light blue pyramid. It was half buried in the earth. The group had unearthed it completely by accident. The scouting party was on a routine mission to scope out the rukongai for any stray hollow. A fight had broken out between two of the less intelligent shinigami, resulting in a minor explosion. The pyramid had appeared after the dust had settled.

Lieutenant of squad eat and leader of the party, Nanao, approached the pyramid with caution. She pressed her hand against the smooth clear surface before turning to glare at the two combatants that had caused the explosion.

"If you ever get out of hand like that again," She began, "I swear I'll have you both killed. And not in a humane way." She stared back at the glass.

"Are we in trouble?" One shinigami asked.

Nanao shook her head. "Not today. You lucked out."

"What's that green light inside the tozansho?" Someone else asked.

Nanao cleared her throat before answering. "It's the time freezing kido," She explained. Her hand shook. "As you all know, it's clearly f-f . . ." She steadied herself. "Forbidden. It's clearly a forbidden kido."

Another shinigami approached Nanao. She put her hand on the lieutenant's shoulder. "Ise-sama, are you okay?"

Nanao shook the hand off and nodded her head before pushing her glasses back. "I'm fine."

The female shinigami looked into the pyramid. "You knew him, didn't you?" She asked.

Nanao nodded. "I might have known him."

"Hey wait a minute," one of the male shinigami stepped forward. "If that's a forbidden kido, is this guy going to be in trouble?"

Nanao shook her head. "No. He's obviously a victim."

"Who is he?"

Everyone peered closely into the pyramid. The green foggy light appeared to dim as their stares focused. Within, they could see the figure of a an adolescent looking boy. He had spiky red hair and wore a scarlet robe, a dark blue belt wrapped around his waist. He was in he process of drawing his sword.

Nanao sighed. "His name is Masaki Nakamura." She looked into the figure's eyes. "Of the Kido Corps."

Masaki ran through the hallway of the upstairs of his home in the district eight. The wooden floors made a light tap tap sound whenever his feet touched the ground. He stopped right outside his brother's room and pushed the door open slowly, careful not to make a sound. Masaki wore one of his father's long shirts, with a belt around it to hold his wooden sword in place. He was going to pull off the greatest sneak attack in history.

Masaki rolled into the room and drew his sword. "I found you Lee!" He yelled. When there was no response, he slid under the bed and waited. Sure enough, his younger brother ran into the room.

"Masaki!" The little boy yelled. "Come out and meet your maker!"

Masaki covered his mouth to stifle his laughter. There was no way he was going to miss pulling off his attack. He was about to spring from underneath the bed when he heard it.

"Bakudo 9; Geki"

A harsh red light flashed into the room. Lee was instantly paralyzed, holding his own wooden sword above his head.

What?

Masaki instantly felt his joints stiffen. What was going on?


Shunsui was the one to find him. The captain often enjoyed relaxing in the rukongai, hiding from his paperwork and his lieutenant, Lisa. It was when he had finally found the right spot that he heard the muffled crying. He looked into the the branches of a tree. At least forty feet up, nestled in the leaves, was a boy who appeared to be no more than ten years old. He wore a large ragged shirt and was trembling slightly.

"It must be cold up there." Shunsui called.

The little boy looked down at the man wearing a large pink kimono. He nodded. "A little."

"Would you like to go somewhere warm?" The captain called. "That is, if you don't have anywhere else to stay."

Masaki thought back to the flashing red light. The shrieks. The blood.

He shook his head. "I don't have anywhere to go."

Shunsui smiled, thinking about how Ukitake would just jump at the chance to shelter the small child. If not him, surely he could find someone to care for the boy.

"Why don't you come down now," Shunsui asked, "and we can see about finding you somewhere to stay."

"Shunsui!"

The eighth captain smiled at his light haired friend. He knew his fellow captain would freak out. The stood in Ukitake's traditional style living room, the little boy staring at them from a few feet away, a curious look on his face.

"Where did you find this child!?"

Shunsui grinned. "He was lost in the rukongai, hiding in a tree."

Ukitake knelt down in front of the boy and put his hands on Masaki's shoulder's. "Poor boy, when was the last time you had something to drink?"

"This morning." He replied. "From the river."

Ukitake turned to his friend. "Good, at least we know he wasn't starving."

Masaki tugged on Ukitake's haori. "Actually, I'm a little hungry."

The gurgled sound of a rumbling stomach filled the room.

Shunsui grinned. "A little?"

Ukitake stood up. "Hungry even after having water." He turned to Shunsui. "It's a sign of spiritual pressure."

Masaki blushed. "Could I have anything to eat please?"

"Of course you can!" The thirteenth captain replied. "As much food as you want."

Masaki smiled. "Thank you."

"He's so polite." Shunsui noted. "What's your name little one?"

"Masaki Nakamura," The boy recited.

"He's kind of cute." The captain grinned. "Would you like to live in the Seireitei?"

Masaki's face lit up. He nodded.

"That's good." Shunsui replied. "Now we just need to find someone for little Masaki to live with."

Ukitake put a hand on the boy's shoulder. "He'll be staying here of course."

"Are you sure Jushiro?" Shunsui asked. "Children can be a handful."

Ukitake smirked. "You knew this would happen all along, Shunsui."

The captain smirked. "I suppose I can't hide that fact. But seeing as how I set him here, if you ever need any help with the little one, Lisa would be happy to help."