Stranger than Fanfiction

-written by Typewriterman

-based on the story of Bleach, created by Tite Kubo

An Introduction (part II)

Not knowing what had just happened, worry surfaced on his face, and Hanataro tried to restrain his anxiety as much as possible, especially in front of his Captain…of all the people he could have had a panic attack in front of, why did it have to be in front of her?

"P-please stop saying those things-" Hanatrao exclaimed.

"Stop what, Yamada-san?" Looking between each other, the two women nodded in silent agreement.

"Taicho? Fukutaicho?" He meekly asked them, quite embarrassed by this turn of events. "I wouldn't be so embarrassed if you just stopped speaking, please!" Hanataro said sternly toward the wooden ceiling.

"Yamada-san," The brunette Captain began softly, "Have you been sleeping enough lately?" Her voice laced with concern for him, Hanataro's heart skipped a beat from her acknowledgement.

"No, no, Unohana-taicho" Hanataro tried to explain"There's no need for you and Kotetsu-fukutaicho to be concerned. Please, I'm more than able to perform the mission."

Breathing out with relief, Unohana smiled slightly more than she had previously, which had a calming affect on him.

"That's great!" A man's voice said from behind him

Hanataro yelped when the back of his uniform pulled against his throat and he nervously squirmed about as he was dragged across the wooden floor. Looking about through his thrashing, Hanataro caught a glimpse of blonde hair.

"Iemura-sama?" Hanataro yelped"What's going on?"

If he had paid attention to what his captain had been saying, rather than drooling over her fig-

"Please stop saying those things about me…that's not what I was doing!!" Hanataro exclaimed even louder now.

"What the heck are you blabbering about, Hanataro?" The dark bespectacled man grumbled.

Finally letting go of the other Shinigami's collar, he prepared a Hell Butterfly, which were more often than not used for one particular purpose.

"Iemura-sama, uh, could you explain to me what my mission is…again?"

"What, you weren't paying attention to what Unohana-taicho already told you?"

"Uh…er…" Too embarrassed to respond, Hanataro kept silent and sighed. "Don't I have to-"

"Enough talk, timing is essential for your mission, remember?" Grabbing the small Shinigami's collar again, Iemura tossed Hanataro through the portal, and couldn't help but grin over it. "You better not have forgotten where to meet Kuchiki-san!!"

The last words from the blonde man echoed in Hanataro's mind as he yelped from being tossed into the portal. The door closing behind him, Hanataro whimpered slightly from the impact of his landing. Even with his Shinigami status, it would be a perilous journey for him, especially since the dark colored insect fluttered about without him, towards the other side of the dimensional bridge.

"Oh, wait a moment please!" Hanataro yelped when he heard this. Hurrying to catch up with the butterfly, he nearly forgot his sword on the ground. Rushing back to the sheathed sword, then returning to the butterfly's side, he sighed as his paced slowed down to match the insects'. "At least I don't need someone to tell me that!" he mumbled to himself.

Hanataro even cracked a slight smile over the lack of a response, and merely followed the butterfly towards the end of the dimensional bridge.

The paper doors staring back at him were a mixed blessing. For one thing, they allowed him to leave the not-so-aesthetic in-between dimension he was currently in, and he could finally breathe in the open air under the bright blue sky. On the other hand, by passing through those doors, Hanataro would also be cast into whatever mission he unwittingly volunteered for…Of course, it was a mission that made his Captain smile, and that was something worth doing, wasn't it?

"Could…could you stop that?" Hanataro spoke to the empty ceiling above him. "I would really like to finish this mission as quickly as possible…"

Not paying attention to his surroundings once again, Hanataro had no idea that he was about to-

Stopping in his tracks, Hanataro exhaled sharply and waved his arms about, in order to retain his balance. "That was close…" He said to no one in particular. Carefully sliding the door open, Hanataro stepped out, he gasped in amazed astonishment at the bright sun shining down.

Forgetting where he was for the moment, he smiled and jumped with glee at the amazing sight of the real world around him. Not even once thinking about his dire mission.

"Oh yeah…" Hanataro quickly remembered. "Iemura-sama said something about-"

"H-Hanataro-san?" A female voice gasped in disbelief.

"Hmm?" turning to face the voice, Hanataro came face to face with Rukia Kuchiki, adopted sister of Byakuya Kuchiki, and unseated member of the Thirteenth Squad.

"O…Ohaiyo, Kuchiki-sama?" Hanataro whimpered.

"Hanataro, just call me Kuchicki-s-" -her dark hair complimented her creamy skin, which looked very nice dressed in that school uniform.

"Oh, uh…" Her large violet eyes shined brightly in the sun like a clear pool of water. Despite her social ranking, her modest demeanor was the most attractive part of her…considering the Shinigami uniforms weren't so form fitting…with exception to Nemu Kurotsuchi…or Rangiku Matsumoto…perhaps if Rukia wore something similar…

"Aiyah!!!" Hanataro yelped wildly at the thought, catching Rukia off guard.

"H-Hanataro-san…is there a problem with that, then?"

"Wh…what?" panting nervously, Hanataro urged himself to look around to clear his thoughts. Feeling that the red stop sign across the street was a good start, he slowly inched his eyes back towards the other Shinigami, smiling nervously in an attempt to disarm her.

"You're lucky you're helping me right now…" he mumbled under his breath

"Nani, Hanataro-san?"

"Oh, uh…a…problem with what, Rukia-sama?" Remembering her wish, he stuttered slightly, somewhat flustered by the constant need to switch honorifics. "I mean, Rukia-san!"

"…do you have a problem with attending school, as per your agreement?" She said cautiously, aware of his high wired behavior.

"High wired…?" he muttered under his breath. "a…agreement?"

"Hanataro-san…you're the one whom they sent on this mission, aren't you?" Rukia asked him, wondering about Sereitei's seriousness in the matter. If they would send someone who didn't even volunteer, how was she supposed to trust that Hanataro would be able to provide proper aid and relief the next time a Hollow attacked?

"O…OH!" Hanataro, slowly remembering his distracted mission briefing with his Captain waved his hand around and smiled even more. "Yes, of course! I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"Oi, Rukia!" A slightly annoyed voice called from down the street. "What's taking you?"

"Hold on, Ichigo!" she called equally as annoyed to the approaching orange haired teenager. Glancing at her cell phone, her large violet eyes grew even wider.

"Rukia-san…what's the matter?" She grabbed his arms roughly, tugging him behind her with excessive force. As she passed by the orange haired man, she grabbed onto his arm as well, until they were all running in the same direction.

They had only five minutes before school began, of course.

Some words from the Typewriter

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-All characters featured have been created by Tite Kubo

-This is a parody based on a certain movie premise...with this in mind, some walls may be broken througout this fic...(especially the fourth one)

P.S.

It's been a long (2) week(s), with a bunch of tests and my Finals coming up in May...At this point, I'm just trying not to fail in my classes...

...Thank you so much for reading...