Author notes: This fic takes place after the Arrancar War and Aizen rebellion. The point of view switches between several characters and there will be a few OCs in here, so prepare yourself for all the random switching that may happen because I might not remember to put the point of view in here. Also there maybe some "adult situations" in here so if you don't like reading that kind of stuff, get out of my story because I don't like those kind of reviews. Also I would like to add that my word processor isn't working as well as I would like so if my chapters look kind of weird, thats why. Also, the omake will be making a return in a few chapters.
Chapter 1: The Mission!
Shuhei sighed as he stared at the clock. The meeting would start soon; where were the other captains and lieutenants? Sitting and staring he sighed again as he though to himself, "Why am I waiting here? I could be doing the paper work that I've been putting off; I could even be training. Where is everyone? The meeting is going to start in about five minutes." Just as he was getting ready to leave, all the missing bodies pilled in soon followed by Head Captain.
Yamamoto slowly walked to the end of the room with all eyes on him. He was slowly making his way and you could practically hear the scuffles of his footsteps on the crimson carpet. He arrived at what seemed to be an alter. There was a golden phoenix in a small box with golden drapes surrounding it. There was a single step at the alter in which he stepped on and turned around, it seemed this step gave him some height, a symbolic way that showed his power. He cleared his throat with a few coughs before he started to speak,
"Over these past few months the Soul Society have undergone some harsh times. No one needs to be reminded of Aizen's rebellion and the recent war with the Arrancar."
"Aizen's rebellion, huh. That's what took Captain Tosen from me," Shuhei thought when Yamamoto mentioned it.
"These past few months really took a toll on us; we have lost a few captains and lieutenants and most of our current soul reapers aren't as skilled as we would like them to be to fill these positions. That is why I am not going to be making promotions for those of you who were prepared to ask," Yamamoto continued.
"What are you trying to say Head Captain?" asked an uninterested Byakuya trying to move the conversation along so they can get out of the meeting faster. Shuhei noticed that Renji wasn't at his side, but shrugged it off as him being in the world of the living, again. After all, he has been going a lot more lately along with his childhood friend Rukia. It makes you wonder what exactly they are up to. Speaking of which, why doesn't anybody care that they are gone so often?
"Well, the only quick fix solution is to out-source powerful soul reapers to help keep things running smoothly," Yamamoto answered answered in a deep, depressed sighed. "Normally I wouldn't be taking the easy way out, but it's the only choice we have that could keep our unbalanced forces from becoming too unstable during these troubled times."
"What, other soul reapers are out there besides that punk Ichigo?" asked Kenpachi, even more bored then Byakuya and his faced even showed it.
"No Captain Zaraki; we will be getting our soul reapers from across the ocean. I have heard there was another society similar to ours across the ocean and passed the Grand Line." Yamamoto answered. Everyone's eyes widened with shock; all along they though they were the only soul society in the world, then again they were kind of stuck in the past and the countries across the ocean are kind of new.
"As I was saying before, we will be out-sourcing from the west. I will only send a few lieutenants to try to convince a few of them to come over and help our cause. I have carefully thought about which ones to send," Yamamoto started to explain.
"Are you sure you should be sending a few lieutenants instead of a captain or two?" Toshiro asked.
"No, we need as many captains as we can to help restore and keep order in the soul society which is why I am sending Shuhei Hisagi, Renji Abarai, and even though she is not a lieutenant, she is just as powerful: Rukia Kuchiki." Yamamoto finished his explanation as the room stayed silent because they knew they couldn't change his mind. "Lt. Hisagi, I need you to gather up a few things and head to the world of the living. I need you to get in touch with Lt. Abarai and Ms. Kuchiki and inform them of the mission. After you make contact, the three of you need to head across the ocean. The only way you can do that is in the world of the living. Did you get all that son?"
"Yes sir," Shuhei said proudly as he was glad he finally got a good mission.
"Well, go then my son, every minute counts!"
"Sir!" With that said, Shuhei flash stepped out of the meeting and went back to his quarters. He didn't care that he left the meeting in the middle of it, he was just happy he got an outlet from all the paper work and repairs he had to do in the Soul Society. The only problem is, he knew he should have stayed and probably asked for a few more details.
It took Shuhei about half an hour to get things ready for his trip to the world of the living. Ever since the war was over, going through the gate and acquiring hell butterflies was quite a difficult task and took about a week of planning at least. "Things should go back to normal soon," was what was told to everyone but even that was still being working on. Anyways, Shuhei headed off to the gate with a hell butterfly with him and just waited for the OK so he can go through. He leaned against a tree and waited patiently, but as he waited words from Rukia popped into his head.
"If you're ever in the world of the living, the first thing you should do is go to the Urahara shop, he should be able to help you with whatever you need," Rukia's voice echoed through his head. He let out a contended sigh as the gates began to open; he didn't have much time to go through the gates because the person who normally opens them was killed during the war and the new guy didn't know quite how to do it yet. Once in, he practically flash stepped his way through until he reached the end. He slowed his pace and walked out, not knowing that the gate was in the air and the fall would cause him some minor injuries. Sure he could float, but that's only if he knew it was waiting for him. (Actually I never understood that myself. How are they able to float and fight in midair? Where do they think they are? In the Dragon Ball Z series?) Luckily for him, he was quite skilled and landed on the ground with ease.
"When I get back, there will be some serious ass kicking that needs to be done!" he thought as he watched the gate close about a hundred feet in the air. He looked around at his surrounding in a calm manner. This brought back some memories from his many battles, but he never really did get a chance to look at the beauty of this town. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a crudely drawn map Ruika made him pointing the location of Urahara's shop. The map itself was just a pice of paper folded into fours with a lot of line and a star that pointed at the location of the shop. There were no street names or landmark locations, which would have probably been helpful, since after all, it's supposed to be a map. About what seemed like hours he finally arrived after getting lost a few dozen times. He knocked on the door. No answer. He let himself in and apologized for being rude, still there was no one to be seen. He slowly walked to what seemed like the living/dining room area and saw Urahara sitting at the table with tea in front of him.
"Who the hell do you think you are letting yourself in like that?" He questioned in a rude manner, looking straight at the wall and not paying much attention to Shuhei.
"I'm sorry, sir; there was no answer at the door and I just want to see if anyone was here," Shuhei quickly answered as if caught off guard by this question.
"I merely jest, I know why you're here," he laughed.
"Really, but," Shuhei began before being cut off.
"Sure, you needed help from the great Urahara," he continued to laugh.
"Kind of, yeah," Shuhei softly answered.
"Please take a seat at the table," Urahara offered as his light-hearted tone turned serious. Shuhei sat down in front of Urahara and stared down at the table, "Please tell me why you came to my humble little shop," Urahara told is an asking way.
"Well you see..." Shuhei explained his mission in great detail with Urahara nodding at what seemed like the right times to nod.
"Well then, you're gonna need a gigai," Urahara told Shuhei as he looked in fear.
"Hell no! I don't want one, not after what you did to Rukia!" Shuhei shouted in a bit of frustration and think back to how it sucked out her power and stopped her from getting it back.
"Relax, that was a special gigai, and believe me, that's not going to happen again," Urahara reassured him in a calming manner. The two of them got up and went to a secret room where Urahara kept all his spiritual stuff. He handed what seemed like a huge doll to Shuhei and told him to "get in". Shuhei, a bit hesitant got in and the gigai transformed. It turned into him but without the scar, tattoo, and dark streak on his face, the neck band and arm tattoo stayed on him, he got tight leather black pants, black combat boots, and blue muscle shirt with 69 in white letters on it and a black vest on top of that. Shuhei studied himself in the mirror and although he didn't like the tightness of the clothes, he did like how they looked on him.
"Where the hell is my tattoo?" Shuhei asked in a fury once he noticed it was gone.
"You don't want that on your face here kid, besides it looks better on your shirt," Urahara answered him.
"Why not? All it is, is the district of the Soul Society that I come from," Shuhei asked confused and curious.
"It has a different meaning here," Urahara giggled. Yes he giggled, what grown men can't giggle at the innocent of the youth? Sure, Shuhei is way past a hundred, but right now, he appears to be sixteen in the human world.
"What does it mean, and why did you giggle?" Shuhei questioned as he was even more confused and more curious then ever.
"If you're looking for Rukia and Renji, they are probably hanging around with Ichigo. Why don't you ask Ichigo and his friends help you while you're at it?" Urahara said completely ignoring Shuhei's last round of questions.
"Well that does sound like a plan," Shuhei said to himself as he left Urahara's shop, still wondering the meaning of "69" really was.
Preview for the next chapter:
Shuhei's out on the town looking all over the place for Ichigo and friends. Will he find him, or will the wonders of the human world take him by surprise? Stay tuned and find out.