I sat in my chair with my legs folded under me and twisted my body so that the chair twisted back and forth. I impatiently blew a strand of my long, orange hair out of my face and turned my yellow eyes on Sora. As I stared at him, a vein showed up on his forehead.

"Kami," he said in a tense voice, not looking at me. "I can relay the message to you later if you're so bored."

I smiled at him and tilted my head to the side. "And miss out on all the fun? As if! Oh, Sora. I was thinking—"

"Oh, no," Sora groaned jokingly with a slight smile.

I flipped him the bird, as they said in the World of the Living, then continued my sentence. "As I said, I was thinking, you said that the guy who is meeting with us is part of our squad, but how come I've never met him?"

Sora leaned back in his chair and linked his fingers, elbows resting on the table. "We just found him, Kami. He hasn't even been given a seat. But, when he gets one, it will be pretty high; his Zanpaku-to is a psychic omega."

I gave a low whistle. "The last PO we had was your Ma. You sure he's the real deal?"

"I'm not," Sora answered and shrugged his shoulder indifferently. "That's why we need you. I'm going to send you where his vision dictates to check out his feasibility."

I nodded, then turned my head to the door when I sensed a high, unfamiliar spiritual pressure. "Hmm," I said thoughtfully. "You sure he's an omega?"

Sora started to ask what I meant when a knock sounded at the door. "Come in, Remble," Sora called to the new member of Squad Fourteen.

A meek-looking boy no older than sixteen with black hair that covered his eyes walked in. He bowed first to Sora, then to me. "Caption," he greeted Sora. "Lieutenant," he addressed me.

"Wait, wait, wait," I said holding up my hand and closing my eyes. "How do you know who I am?"

I opened my eyes to see the boy smile. "I heard other members of Squad Eight talking about the, er… cute… female soul reaper in Squad Eleven that had orange-ish hair, yellow, wolf-like eyes, and always wore a trench coat over her shihakusho. I noticed that members of Squad Fourteen, no matter what their frontal squad, always wore some kind of coat over their uniform. And Caption Tsugi, here, said that the lieutenant of our squad had wolf-like eyes and a temper to match. I thought that fit you, seeing's how you're in Squad Eleven."

My eyes widened as the boy stopped to take a breath. "Damn," I said more to myself than the other squad members. "You're smart. Most of the other new recruits pissed me off before they figured it out."

The boy smiled and tilted his head to the side, revealing one hazel eye and one foggy eye. I glanced at Sora and he nodded. The boy was blind in one eye, a sure sign that he could be a psychic.

"So, Remble," Sora said, leaning forward. "What was the last vision you had?"

The boy paled slightly. "Treason," he stated simply. "Well, it ends in treason. I can't figure out who, just that no one will suspect him. And his treason is possible because of one chance meeting in the Living World."

Sora and I exchanged glances. It was our Squad's duty to try and avoid these kinds of things and make it easier on Squad Two. For that reason, only a few of the older, more trusted Captions knew about our Squad. This sounded like a legit thing to check out… after we found out one more imperative detail.

"Who will be meeting?" Sora and I asked at the same time.

Remble's good eye went yellow and his lips moved in a silent conversation. "Squad Thirteen's Rukia Kuchiki," Remble said in the different voice of his Zanpaku-to. "And a… human… named Ichigo Kurosaki."

I glanced at Sora and he nodded. "Shall I leave with Miss Kuchiki tomorrow?" I asked my caption.

Remble looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"Rukia Kuchiki has been assigned a district in the World of the Living. She is due to leave tomorrow," Sora answered. "I am sending Kami, here, with her to see if your vision will come true."

Remble looked insulted. "You don't believe me?"

"No," I said in a soothing voice. "We believe you. Our job, though, requires that we make sure how far we can trust your visions. It's obvious that your visions are the real deal; that was proved when your Zanpaku-to had to answer our question, proving that you haven't mastered it, but he or she, has."

Remble nodded. "But, why send you? I mean, you're the lieutenant."

Sora and I smiled. "You kidding? On missions like this, a good caption would send his best, even if that means leaving his back exposed for a bit," Sora said in a proud voice.

I hopped off my chair. "I'll go get ready and talk to Caption Ukitake."

Sora frowned. "Don't tell him everything, just that you will be accompanying Miss Kuchiki," he told me.

I nodded. "Yes, Sir. See ya later!" I called out as I waved and shut the door.

I was at the senkaimon about five minutes before Miss Kuchiki showed up the next day. She gave me a startled look, then asked why I was there. "Can't a girl see you off?" I asked in a joking voice. Rukia just gave me a weird look that told me no.

"Good," I told her with a smirk. "'Cause I'm not here to see you off. I am Kamilyn Nabatchi, Sixth Seat of Squad Eleven and I am here to accompany you for the duration of your stay in the Living World."

"Why?" It was a simple question. Nothing funny about it. But the look on her face reminded me more of her adoptive brother than her biological sister. Rukia glared at me. "Are you laughing at me?"

I smirked at her. "Sorry, but I couldn't help it. You just looked so much like Caption Kuchiki it was funny. Now," I added on a more serious note. "I am here to accompany you because I was ordered to. That's all I am authorized to say."

Rukia nodded and we were off. Though we left Soul Society mid-morning, we ended up in the Living World sometime in the night. We both hopped out of the portal and took a look around Karakura Town, our black Hell Butterflies flying past us. I sensed a hollow and looked in that direction. I looked over at Rukia and counted the seconds between when I sensed the hollow and when her Soul Pager went off. There was a delay of twenty three seconds.

Rukia told me where we were going and we started off that way. As we flash stepped, I told her, "I'm not here to help you, Rukia; just to observe. Remember that."

Rukia nodded and I slowed down, giving her a head start. Once she had a good distance a head of me, I sped up, effectively erasing that head start without her knowledge. I found the Kuchiki girl in a house with an orange-haired boy yelling at her. She turned a surprised, cold stare at him and they started talking. I watched as she wasted precious time on him while the hollow was slowly getting closer. When the hollow was almost upon us, it roared, catching the boy's attention.

Wait, I thought as I narrowed my eyes at the human boy. How could he have heard it? The hollow roared a second time, alerting Rukia. She used kido and bound the boy. I watched as she ran out of the house with the boy following. I bit my lip. A normal human shouldn't have been able to accomplish that. Rukia burst out of the house, follow closely by the boy, and engaged the hollow in combat. I watched silently as Rukia and the boy tried to save the little girls being attacked.

The idiotic boy ran in front of the hollow and called attention to himself. I jerked forward to save him from the hollow's attack, but pulled back at the last second when Rukia did the honors. She was badly injured and obviously couldn't fight. I sighed and grabbed the hilt of my Zanpaku-to, fully prepared to save her sorry ass. When the boy ran over to her, I watched curiously as he conversed with Rukia, then helped her position her Zanpaku-to at his stomach. They exchanged a few words… shared a smile… and ran the boy threw.

I hissed in a breath through my teeth as a sharp wind came and swirled around the boy. When it cleared, a Soul Reaper with orange hair and a Zanpaku-to the length of his body was standing in the boy's place. I cursed. The new psychic omega was right. Rukia Kuchiki did, indeed, have a chance encounter with a human boy. I realized why Remble hesitated, for the boy was no longer human.

I summoned a Hell Butterfly and sent a message to Sora as I watched the boy fight the hollow. When he won his battle and passed out, I flash stepped over. I found Rukia and frowned at her. I felt an old, familiar spiritual pressure approaching and gave a small smile. Rukia would be fine. I walked over to where the boy was standing and found his discarded body. I picked it up and dragged it over to Kurosaki, aware of the two sets of eyes watching me.

I dropped the body and picked up the Soul Reaper, then dropped the soul in the body. I looked over at Kiskuke Urahara with a smile. "Long time, no see, Old Man," I called out affectionately. "Take care of the girl; she's important."

Without another word, I picked up Kurosaki and walked towards the giant hole in his house. After I put him to bed, I walked out to see that Urahara and Kuchiki had healed the girls and put them in their beds with erased memories. I waved at them, then disappeared into the night to find a place to stay, knowing that I would be there for a while.

*Author's Note: This is a spin off of Tite Kubo's BLEACH story. Keep that in mind as you read it; there will be parts of it that are changed anywhere from slightly to almost completely. But, there will also be parts that are the same. Also, since this is a spin off with OCs, the only way to get it is if you read/watch BLEACH. I will glaze over certain parts, but be extremely detailed in others. If you read/watch the story, then you will get it all. :) Please enjoy, review, and read on my fellow anime fans!