Intro

A/N: Hello, I'm KiryuKenseI, and this is my first fanfic to contribute to this website. This story is about my fanfic character of Bleach, and his name is Takeshi Fuma. This my first fanfic and I hope you'll enjoy this.

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My name is Takeshi Fuma. I am what you would call a Shinigami, or a Soul Reaper. I'm not alive nor am I dead. As my job as a Shinigami, it is my to protect Soul Society and to defeat spirits called Hollows. Spirits of the departed that still holds on to the world of the living. I either cleanse them or…kill them. Anyways, I belong to the Gotei 13, guards of Soul Society. I'm the 3rd seating to the 8th Division, and under the care of Kyoraku Taicho, my captain. My name is Takeshi Fuma and this is my legend in Soul Society…

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It's been going on for almost two weeks now. Not to far from Soul Society, high reiatsu has been growing. Genryusai Yamoto has asked Shihōin Yoruichi to send a team of shinigami and look for the source, for it could be a threat to Soul Society.

The group consisted of five Executive Militia shinigamis. They traveled deep and far away from Rukongai. They been searching for hours, deep inisde the forest.

"Sir, we've been searching for hours and the sun is about to set." One of them said, he appeared to be young.

"We are not to leave until we find the source, and that's an order."

It's already night. Suddenly, they could here wailing, a baby to be the sound of it. They followed the sound to a cave. Inside was a tunnel and full of high reiatsu. They we're lead to a wooden door. It was sealed shut with chains and talismens, it was either to keep something in or something out, but the shinigamis had no choice, but eliminate the threat. Inside was a baby boy, he was a new-born. He was in the middle of the room, with candles surrounding him, he was in a simple basket, and he had his body covered with a blanket. Next to him was a zanpakuto, it stead of a sheath, it bandaged covering the blade and chains holding on to the bandages, it's about 5 shaku (5ft) long, the boy was prabably only 2 ft long. He kept on crying.

"Sir?" One of the shinigami ninjas grabbed his hilt.

"Do it." He ordered his men, and they all drew their zanpakutos. The boy kept on crying and the reiatsu was definitely coming from the child. The boy kept on crying until they we're about to strike him. The boy stopped crying and opened his eyes to reveal Crimson Blood Eyes. The boy smiled to reveal fang like canines. The shinigami began shaking and the boy's reiatsu got so high, that it made his killers go down to their knees, even the leader kneeled down.

What the hell is he

The boy began to levitate and the sword that was next to him began to levitate as well. The baby's presence was scary and the killers began sweating. The sword's bandaged slowly got unwrapped and the chains begin to let release it's grip, the bandages and the wraps then disappeared. The baby smiled and lifted both of his hands at his killers, trying to hug them, but instead, the zanpakuto pointed it's shiny blade at them and began slashing away. The shinigamis couldn't defend themselves against the attack and fell upon the demonic blade. The leader was the last to be slaughtered. The baby levitated next to him and crawled up to him. The leader looked at the baby and his Crimson Eyes were crying, and the baby started to wail, and then the blade stabbed his back. The baby's face was the last thing he saw. The blade levitated off the shinigami's back and the blade fell in front of the baby, and he stared at it, as if it was talking to him…

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That was over a hundred of years ago... It's been days since Genryusai Yamoto sent those shinigamis on the mission did not return, and he presumes the mission failed, but the high reiatsu had finally vanished. Now that Demonic baby grew up to be a young boy. He looks like to be 6 years old. He had black short messy hair, and he had calm blue eyes, and he always carried around a 5 shaku (5ft) zanpakuto in his arms, and he wore a ragged kimono. It was wrapped up in bandages and chained up, to cover the blade. He would travel a Rukongai district looking for shelter and a home. The boy eventually learned his name from his sword. His name is…Takeshi Fuma. Each time he would wonder around in a Rukongai, he would be shunned by all the residents. They called him the "Demon Child". If the residents would ask the shinigami for assistance, they would reject their request.

One day, he was sitting in an open street in an unknown Rukongai district and it was noon. A group of kids (5) we're playing kemari, and the ball bounced to his feet. Takeshi picked up the ball and walked up to them with a smile. 4 of them were guys, and the other one was a girl.

"Can I play kemari with you guys?" Takeshi smiled at them with his blue eyes.

"Sure" one of them said.

"We have an odd number of players, so yeah you can play with us!" A girl smiled.

"Thanks!" Takeshi smiled with his blue eyes.

They played a good game until almost night and they sat next to a mochi shop, eating mochi. Takeshi ran back to his zanpakuto to show them his treasure.

"Takeshi! What is that!?" A boy asked

"This my sword and his name is Karasu." Takeshi smiled. Never had he ever had friends like this.

"Are you going to become a shinigami?" Another boy asked.

"What's a shinigami?" Takeshi asked. As he said that, all the kids looked at him with shock faces.

"Shinigamis are dogs." A boy said.

"I heard that you live a life of luxury and you eat really good food. And they live in a place called 'Soul Society'" A boy said.

"I don't know maybe."

"You should Takeshi-san" The girl punched him.

"Ok, ok I will! But I don't know how to become one." Takeshi smiled

"So, do you have a place to stay Takeshi-san?" The girl asked.

"No I don't." Takeshi looks down at the floor.

"Well, don't worry anymore! We'll be your family, and you could live with me!" The leader said.

"Th-thanks" Takeshi smiled and tried not to cry. He finally has a home of his own.

The boy's house wasn't far. It was kind of down the block. When Takeshi and the boy walked into the house, the boy asked his parents if he could stay. The mother accepted Takeshi, but the father didn't approve of it.

"I won't allow it," He points to Takeshi. "This boy, is the "Demon Child!"

"So, he's still a child! Let him stay with us." The mother said.

The father thought about ti for a long time "…Fine, but if we have to get rid of him…we'll get rid of him." The father said.

The mother smiled and ran to Takeshi and hugged him. Takeshi slept in the main room with a warm futon to sleep on and hugging his zanpakuto as a stuff animal. That night, Takeshi expected to sleep peacefully, but he kept on turning in his bed. Howling could be heard in the streets and people screaming. Takeshi quickly opened his eyes and ran out-side with his sword. People we're running from something, it was a Giant Hollows and they we're appearing all around town. The family he was staying with ran out of the house. The mother grabs Takeshi's arm.

"We need to leave now Takeshi!" The mother tries to pull him with the family, but Takeshi glared at the mother with burning Crimson Eyes, then he ran towards the destruction without saying anything.

For the first time, Takeshi came face with a Hollow and it roared at him. Takeshi slowly unchained his sword, and then the bandages disappeared as the chains came off. Regardless of the zanpakuto's size and his height, Takeshi jumped up with his sword over head and slashed the hollow in half. As the hollow disappeared, more hollows appeared all around him, Takeshi glared at all of them and smiled, he flashed his demon like fangs at them and the hollows backed away. Takeshi began laughing as the hollows began to retreat. Heavy red reiatsu appeared around Takeshi, it was too powerful, t made the hollows crouch down. Takeshi's grin and his reiatsu exploded like an atomic bomb, wiping out everything in sight, the hollows, including the souls living in Rukongai, along with Rukongai itself. Takeshi now stands in a giant crater, huffing and puffing, and then he collapses on the ground.

Takeshi woke up in the middle of the destruction with no memory of what happened last night. He was clenching his zanpakuto in hand and he stood up, he was all battered up, weak, and tired. Takeshi rand his hand against the blade of his zanpakuto and wraps began covering the blade, and chains began clanging around the wraps. Takeshi looked up to the sky with his eyes closed and began crying. Takeshi slowly lowered his head and opened his eyes to reveal it now calm and blue. Takeshi climbed out of the crater and limped his way, far away from destruction.

Takeshi walked in the middle of nowhere, not a single sign of life in sight, deceipt howls of hollows. Takeshi began dragging his zanpakuto on the ground and collapsed. Takeshi fell on his back, staring up to the sky. Before he lost conscious , he saw a figure over head. It looked like to be a woman and the last thing he saw was a warm smile.

Takeshi woke up in a room and he was sleeping in a futon. Takeshi stood up with his zanpakuto at the side of his bed and scanned his surrounding. Takehsi noticed that his body was no more in pain in both physical and mental. It was so clean and new to him. A fusuma opened and a woman with long black hair that was tied in front of her instead of the back, and she was wearing a white jacket over a black kimono. She had such a warm smile and face and she was carrying a meal of miso soup, fish, and soup.. She smiled at Takeshi and he smiled back. She walked to the side of his ned and placed his food on his lap. Takeshi began wolfing down his meal and for some reason, he was crying.

"Is there something wrong?" the woman asked.

Takeshi was so full of tears that he couldn't stop crying. "I-I killed them everybody, the whole rukongai. Everybody."

The woman looked at him with a sad face. "So you where the one who did it. You're the one who wiped out a rukongai district."

Takeshi got shocked and looked at her with his sad face.

"So it's true. But you shouldn't worry about it, it was an accident."

Takeshi looked back at his meal, still crying.

"I got work to do and I need to go back to my Division." She smiled. "You should eat to restore your strength and rest when your done…Oh and welcome to Soul Society." She smiled.

Soul Society! The home of the shinigami's!"Wait, what's your name miss?" She looked at her with calm blue eyes and a warm smile.

She looks back at him and smiled, glad that he's happy. "My name is Unohana Retsu." And slowly began to close the Fusuma.

Takeshi smiled, her voice was so peaceful. "Wait, my name is Fuma Takeshi."

Unohana smiled back at him. "It's nice to meet you Takeshi-kun. I'll be back to keep you company." She smiled.

Takeshi quickly ate his food and laid back down, looking up at the ceiling. So this is Soul Society, it's so peaceful. Do I belong here? Takeshi turned his head and looks back at his zanpakuto that was by his bed and he slowly fell to sleep…

Takeshi woke up and it was already night-time. The fusuma to the out side was open and Unohana was sitting on the floor, looking at the dark sky. Takeshi slwoly stood up with his zanapkuto and walked up to Unohana and sat next to her, cross-legged while Unohana sat down in a seiza position.

"I'm glad your awake Takeshi-kun." Unohana smiled at him.

Takeshi blushed and stared down at his sword that was in his hand.

"So you have a zanpakuto already." Unohana smiled at him.

"What's a zanpakuto?"

"A zanpakuto is," Unohana picked up her zanpakuto that was by her side and showed it to him. "A shinigami's weopen. My zanpakuto's name is Minazuki." She smiled

"My…" trying to get used to the word zanpakuto "zanpakuto's name is Karasu. Umm.. Unohana-san."

"Yes Takeshi-kun?"

"What am I?"

Unohana smiled at him "You're a shinigami." She smiled

"A shinigami?"

"Well, you have energy called reiatsu and you have a zanpakuto, so you're a shinigami." She smiled "Where are you from?"

Takeshi looks down at the ground with a sad face. "I…don't know."

"Well," Unohana stood up and hugged Takeshi. "Welcome home Takeshi."

Takeshi began crying and hugged her back.

For the next few hundred years, Takeshi now looked like he was 10. Unohana gave Takeshi a tour of Soul Society. Unohana showed him all of the goteijūsantai and all around Soul Society. Unohana even took him to see Genryūsai Yamamoto himself. Takeshi felt a strong reiatsu coming from him, and it felt like it matched Takeshi's own reiatsu, maybe even more. Unohana and Yamoto had a private conversation, and Unohana told him to wait for him out side the meeting room. Unohana told him that he's to go to Soul Reaper Academy, soon, regardless of his age. As time passed, Takeshi became skilled in both hakuda, shunpo, and espicially zanjutsu. He was best in zanjutsu, even if he used a bakuto, it felt like he already knew how to fight, for he took down the oldest swordsman, regardless of his age. As he grew up, he began calling Unohana Retsu "Unohana Kaa-san". For the next few hundred years, Takeshi is now in his late teens/earld 20's and he made the 3rd seating for the 8th Division, regardless of his age.

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I am Takeshi Fuma, a shingiami of Soul Society, and this is my legend…

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A/N: I'll be making some stories about his years before Takeshi Fuma became a full fledge shinigami. I'll be looking forward to see you soon. And do please send me comments. This is my first time making a fanfic, I hope you like it…