I do not own bleach, or the canon characters. I do, however, own Sonam and Nadimar, plus their powers and abilities.
Sonam glanced nervously around him as he followed Nadimar down the street. His silver hair shaking as his entire body shivered. Nadimar gave him an odd look and turned around to face him, stopping him in his tracks almost instantly.
"Look," Nadimar sighed concernedly, "You haven't stopped shaking since we left the area where you crashed, are you sure you're alright?" she tilts her head to look at him questioningly.
Sonam rubs the back of his head, "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just sort of scary not remembering anything but three names." He frowns slightly.
Nadimar looks him over cautiously before blinking a bit, "Wait, three names? I thought you only remembered yours, and your swords'?" she blinks a couple of times in confusion.
Sonam raises his eyebrow, "You told me your name when you pulled me from that crater, so now I know three."
Nadimar bites her lower lip slightly, "Aww, he's such a sweetheart." She thinks to herself, thinking about where this guy had come from, what exactly he was, and why he fell out of a g-
"Where were we supposed to be going, again?" Sonam asks, glancing back at the girl, effectively cutting her off mid-thought train. She shakes her head and falls into place beside Sonam, walking casually down the street as she checked all the nearby alleys for signs of the lipstick mark she had made earlier.
"I told you, we're going to find my Gigai." She grumbles, wishing there weren't so many ally-ways in Karakura Town.
Sonam taps a small rock with his shoe, and starts bumping it across the road as he walks along, "Yeah, but you really didn't explain to me what a Gigai ISexactly." He looks at Nadimar thoughtfully.
Nadimar sighs, finally recognizing the dumpster with the red "X" smeared on the side. "Aha!" she exclaims, running up to the dumpster and pulling it aside, pulling her Gigai out from behind it.
Sonam stares blankly at the body in confusion, "So this… replica.. is a Gigai?" he raises his eyebrow at Nadimar.
Nadimar sighs, "It's an artificial body. The humans can't see us soul reapers so to be able to interact with humans we use these artificial bodies. They seal our spiritual pressure inside and allow us to be visible as solid human beings to the others." She nods firmly as she finished explaining, slipping into her Gigai and brushing some of the dirt off of the clothes.
Sonam raises his eyebrow, "Don't I get one?" he tilts his head, "I want to be visible as well, if at all possible." He rubs the back of his head nervously.
Nadimar thinks to herself for a moment, looking the boy over and blushing as she did so. The crash had ripped his black jacket to pieces, leaving him in a form-fitting grey tank-top (He had obviously trained a lot, if you get my meaning.), cowboy boots, and blue jeans. The kind of outfit you'd see a human wearing. She rubs her chin, wondering how this boy, who fell out of a garganta, could look so much like a human.
She thinks for a long moment before remembering a place that could help him out, smiling slightly and grabbing his arm as she pulled him down the street, "I know a place where we can get you one!" she smiles wide, Sonam sort of staring straight ahead and just going along for the ride as the female shinigami pulls him along.
Little did they know, that this scene was being watched by a mysterious figure in black robes standing on top of a nearby roof. He pulls a hell butterfly out of his robe and records a message to send back to soul society, "This message goes to Head Captain Yamamoto of the 13th Court Guard Squads. The target, Sonam Ynar, remembers nothing of his past. The wipe was complete." The mysterious man turns as his head catches the light, revealing a glimpse of bright orange hair. "Send courtesy of 3rd squad captain, Ichigo Kurosaki."
...TO BE CONTINUED
Yeah, I know, this chap was short. But I really wanted to fit that cliffie in there right before I make another reveal. You guys are going to see how much things have changed around the worlds since the winter war ended. =D
Sonam: You do realize, Mason, that it's blantantly obvious my character's name is an anagram of yours… you're not being clever, you're being stupid.
Me: Um, shut up . . You're a character, your opinion doesn't matter here.
Nadimar: So what name is mine an anagram of? And why do you have me and your anagram in a love story? Are you trying to be subtle, Mason? It's not going to work.
Me: SHUT IT, THE BOTH OF YOU! OR I'LL FEED YOU TO WHEEZYWAITER'S ALLIGATORS .
Them: *shuts up*
R&R guys, =D