Okay, so I saw this game online somewhere where you have to pick a theme from anywhere on the internet and then write a story for it in under half an hour, so I was like, "What the hell? I'll try it, why not?"
Theme: Power
Pairing: Shunsui x Nanao
Total time: 26 minutes
Nanao Ise does not see the battlefield often.
She does participate in Hollow patrols, of course, and she helped out with the ryoka attack a while back. But it is common knowledge that Nanao simply does not use her shikai unless forced to do so. In all of her time as a shinigami, only about thirty people have ever seen her shikai, and only four have witnessed her bankai. It's not power that she lacks, but control.
This is why she wears power restrictors. Unlike most shinigami, who only require one, Nanao's power is so turbulent and wild that she uses two, just to be sure. It's an odd thing, her reiatsu. It is pure white, positively angelic in its texture and appearance, but when left unchecked, it roars and screams like a savage beast, so strong that she finds it amazing that it hasn't swallowed her up yet.
For something so sweet and innocent-looking, it calms down when she is in battle or using kidou. As soon as she gives it something to do, it obeys her every whim, and she can control it with just a thought. When it's not in use, however, it doesn't lie dormant. It bucks and thrashes, almost as though it's restless.
Thus, the power restrictors.
The day she recieved them, she was in the Fourth with a horrible, skull-splitting headache. Unohana-taichou informed her that it was caused because Nanao was clamping down on her reiatsu as hard as she could.
"You're straining yourself, Ise-san. Soon, you won't be able to do this. It will simply be too much for you, and you will collapse," she explained.
"But I can't control it any other way. I'll hurt people if I let my power run loose."
Unohana had stepped from the room and returned a moment later with a pair of glasses, a silver hairclip, and a bracelet. "Use these," she suggested. "The glasses and the clip will see you through the daytime, and the bracelet won't be uncomfortable to sleep in."
The restrictors made her feel more in control of herself. They gave her the same sense of calm that she felt when she was fighting. She was cool, collected, and composed.
But that is not the case now. Now, she is staring at Aizen as her taichou falls to the ground, covered in blood. She spares a moment to check his reiatsu and make sure he is alive before locking away all the hurt for later. She turns to Aizen, and her eyes are so cold that even he is slightly scared. The clip and the glasses are gone.
She is calm, her voice soft as she says the words. "Bankai, Junsui no Yuki no Tenshi."
Meh, it's okay for something written out so quickly. I like it. :-) Hope ya enjoyed it.