A NOTE BEFORE STARTING: I... don't know what to do with myself. An OC. What am I doing with myself? Never thought I'd publish one of these... but the plot nagged at me, and hey, who can resist some Shuuhei? This story will be told in short bits, but in return, updates should be frequent. "Should" being the operative word.
Critique is desired for this piece. I'm trying something new (different narrative style/OC), so please tell me what you think! Granted, in the beginning there's not much to comment on... So stick around until there is, okay?
Onto the story!
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It was a somewhat known fact that Hisagi Shuuhei, fukutaichou of the ninth division, owned a guitar. He had lifted it off of an unsuspecting human while in the real world, though he refused to refer to the act as anything more insidious than "borrowing indefinitely."
It was a lesser known fact that he had been barred from practicing it within the confines of Seireitei (rumor had it that it was by the order of Yamamoto-sotaichou himself). And so Shuuhei had to retreat to the mountains of Rukongai in order to figure out the mysteries of music making.
It wasn't that Shuuhei was bad per se... He just had no clue what he was doing.
And finally one night, while he was on one of these excursions, somebody finally decided to point that out.