Alright, another story. This is about Yoruichi, from childhood till the current manga arch, in my point of veiw. I know that so many people have already done a story on Yoruichi (and Kisuke's) childhood, but I felt like doing one too. This is gonna be the first story I do that has a plan of more than one chapter, the HitsuHina one that I can't think of a title for doesn't count cuz I'm not sure if I'll add another chapter or leave it a oneshot...
Disclaimer: all you guys know this has to be put everytime, no matter how annoying it gets, I DO NOT OWN BLEACH, IT BELONGS TO UM... THOSE MANGA AND ANIME COMPANY THINGY WHATEVER... YEAH, AND BLAH BLAH BLAH
Um, yeah, i'm in a sort of sadistic mood rite now.
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"All right, I'm done now," I call to my sensei, sitting down on the smooth wooden floor after I finished those boring warm ups. They were a few kicks and punches after tedious flexing and bending my muscles. Absolutely the most boring thing ever. The sensei nods silently and a maid is called in to escort me to the library for my studies.
My life really sucks. I have no freedom at all, not since father decided that if I was going to be the head of the Shihōin house I was going to need a lot of training, I wouldn't be sent off to the shinigami academy, no that wasn't good enough for father. I would begin my training many years earlier, at age 35 (A/N: The ages will be like times 10 for human to shinigami years and divide be 10 for shinigami to human years, so 35 divided by 10 3.5, so Yoruichi was about 3 and ½ years old when she began training) my first tutored was hired. Even though I had a different tutor for each subject I couldn't really tell them apart, to me they were all the same quiet, white bearded old men, who would increase my boredom. And all these maids and escorts! It drove me nuts, I knew the mansion inside and out, backwards, forwards and every which way possible, yet father still insists on adult supervision at all times. This training of mine is no fun either, so far it has been nothing but memorizing, reciting, copying, and analyzing scroll after scroll of history, and other subjects I find only helpful to think about if I'm trying to fall asleep. The physical training got boring after a week, where I discovered instead of learning combat and kidō I do simple warm ups and call it a day.
"Little Yoruichi-sama," The maid beckons, opening the door for me to the library, I step inside, I face a solemn white bearded tutor, this was going to be another boring day.
"Little Yoruichi-sama," My physical training tutor calls, I look up, he continues. "I have notice you have above average agility, as you run rather fast and gracefully. Therefore I have decided to teach you something call flash steps." I perk up, flash steps, never heard of it before, but it sounds fun, finally! "Your father agreed, even though you're only 57 (wow, she's 5 almost 6) if you are ever going to excel you must be challenged. Now I'll explain the technique to you, it involves accurate timing of movement and balance as well as physical strength in the legs, so don't be disappointed if you don't get it the first time, as it also takes time to master." Sensei explained thoroughly and demonstrated the technique. I copied him and reached from one end of the room to the other in about 1 second flat, my first flash step, I smiled and did a few more. I really did not care how fast I went, it didn't matter to me, just doing those flash steps was the fun. My sensei remained silent, giving me a nod of approval and the lesson is over. (um. well I really don't know how those flashsteps happen, so I like made it up, whatever)
That same day I was bored again, one of the maids was walking me to the outside of the manor where I got an hour outside of the mansion every week. The maid disappears into the shadows of the tea garden, the only place in outside the mansion where I am allowed to go. I walk around, and soon enough I am doing flash steps. Moving at a comfortable pace I run circles around the tea garden before the maid noticed.
"Oh my! Little Yoruichi-sama what in the world is going on?" She asks in a worried, confused voice. I laugh, not stopping my flash steps, and realizing that the flash steps create the illusion that I have disappeared, only to have me reappear somewhere much farther away, and then disappear again. I do another flash step, this time I push myself to go as fast as possible, and a second later I am 20 meters from where I was a second ago. 20 meters per second, a second per step, I think that's a new record! The maid is taken aback by my sudden change in location.
"Little Yoruichi-sama! You are not to do that!" She scolds. Great, I was having fun and she yells at me, but when I'm bored to death they approve. The maid takes me by the hand and starts leading me inside.
"No!" I protest, my freedom was not going to be cut short, not matter what. "My hour outside isn't up yet! And I want to play some more!"
"Little Yoruichi-sama, I think you've had enough time outside"
"I haven't," I say.
"Then promise me you won't do that… thing again."
"Flash steps," I correct.
"Yes, yes, if you stay outside then no more flash steps." I really don't like this bargain but I nod anyway, the maid leads me back and lets go of my hand. If I run fast enough she won't see me, and if I keep it up, then she can't do anything about it until I stop. She can't catch me. I quickly take off, pushing myself for the farthest, fastest flash steps I have ever done. I hear the maids shouts, at least, that's what I think they are, with the brisk, refreshing breeze swirling around my head my senses are cut off, so I can't really hear anything but the whoosh of the wind. I don't see anything but blurs of color that is changing at the speed of my run. Occasionally my surroundings would become clear again, all my senses alert, but only for that split second, as my eyes intake the sudden stillness. But then I'm off again, another second of blurs, then clearness, and then my eyes see blurs again. This happens numerous times, and then I notice that I have left the boundaries of the tea garden.
My eyes go wide as I see a small orchard of trees. I realize I haven't ever been here, that I haven't ever been past the strict boundaries set by my father. I realize what I wanted, what I've wanted all this time, freedom. I forget my flash steps, and start climbing up on one of the trees. I see some green, unripe fruit on the tree. Careful not to damage the fruit I make my way up. Reaching a rather high point I look up. I CAN SEE SO MUCH MORE FROM UP HERE! I see part of the house, its white stone wall gleaming against the sun with the red roof of the south porch standing next to a statue. Beneath the statue towards the south there are beds of flowers, all properly arranged and in a million colors. Then is the orchard, making a path southeast up to where I am on my tree. The orchard is much bigger than I imagined, going about 35 meters with evenly spaced trees. I turn and facing east would be the tea garden. The tea garden, with the lake full of goldfish and banzai trees, and Uh Oh! The maid is frantically looking for me, if I show up she is going to scold me and report this to my father, and I most likely will have my weekly hour outside eliminated. But if I didn't come to her someone would find me eventually, and the longer I wait the worst my punishment will be. I scamper down the tree, and start to head towards the tea garden, only to hear the voice that I really didn't want to hear right now.
"Yoruichi Shihōin, you aren't supposed to be in the area, and where is your chaperone?" I looked up to the speaker. He had serious eyes and a frown set deep on to his face, with a confident, noble air set in his stance.
"Konichiwa, father," I said weakly. Oh man, I was in BIG trouble.
