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Chapter 2 – Exile of the Unworthy
"I have loved justice and hated iniquity; therefore I die in exile." –Pope Gregory VII.
~YSYSYS~
"Surely by now Head Captain Yamamoto would have received Nii-sama's message about Captain Soi Fon, and more than likely a Captain's meeting is already in session. … It would probably be wise if you two returned to the Human World."
Chocolate eyes gazed at Rukia in a frustrated confusion, the orange haired youth gently cracking his neck and then rubbing the back of it soothingly. "So…" He started slowly, unsurely. "… Soi Fon was the Captain who was with that asshole, huh?" Yoruichi's shoulders tensed as she looked off into the distance.
"… So it seems," Rukia said, her concerned orbs staring at the ground.
"Goddammit!" Ichigo spoke loudly, running a strong hand through a fistful of his spiky orange locks before resting that hand upon his hip, his eyebrows knitting a frown. "I don't understand any of this! First there's a freakin' stupid amount of Hollows in Karakura Town, then you suddenly appear, Rukia, and tell me that I'm needed in the Soul Society as assistance against this being with an unfamiliar spiritual pressure, then we find the Stealth Force defeated and see Soi Fon with that jackass, then she wordlessly protects him and attacks Yoruichi, and then Byakuya appears and states that Soi Fon has broken the law! And just to put a cherry on top, that dangerous Soul Reaper disappeared, too! I can't sense him anymore! Where's the logic in any of this? Rukia, what the hell is going on?"
"Calm down, Ichigo," Rukia's voice was firm, but worry was laced within it. "I know you don't understand what's going on; none of us do. If I had answers to give you, I would, but I have none."
"Man…" Ichigo sighed heavily. "Think I should tell Mr. Hat n' Clogs about this?"
"Yes," Rukia nodded approvingly. "That man is very wise, despite his lazy demeanor. No doubt he will help us in discovering the answers we want."
"He better, cause this is really gonna bother me," Ichigo rubbed at his temples roughly, hoping to calm the thoughts swirling around inside of his head. "But no matter what the true answers are, one thing is certain." Rukia gazed at him curiously. "We have a new enemy to look out for."
Violet eyes turned cautious. "That's right," She agreed. "I have a feeling this isn't the last time we're going to see him."
Ichigo's eyes hardened. "That bastard really pissed me off. Like honestly, what a cocky asshole."
Rukia never gave a reply, merely gazed at how his beautiful eyes were shining in frustration, his handsome face painted with annoyance. She noticed her heart skip a beat as she continued to stare at his face, but quickly shook off the feeling, tearing her eyes away.
"By the way, Rukia…" Hearing her name said by his voice broke her out of her thoughts, hesitantly meeting his intense gaze. "What happens to a Captain… who's broken the law?"
Yoruichi visibly flinched, a knot suddenly in her stomach.
Rukia opened her mouth to reply, but struggled to form words. "Well… that depends."
"Depends?"
"Depends on how badly they've done wrong," Rukia continued. "These rules aren't just strict for Captains, you know; they apply for every Soul Reaper in the Soul Society."
"So what's gonna happen to Soi Fon?"
Rukia stopped for a moment, turning slightly, avoiding his stare. "I hope and pray…" She stated softly. "… That nothing bad happens. Soi Fon is one of our strongest and most loyal Captains. … We can't afford to lose any more of them."
The air turned tense, the sudden gust of breeze felt like it was choking Yoruichi around her throat. Ever since that horrible feeling she had felt back in Urahara's Shop, she hadn't been quite like herself. The sudden worry and stress at the time was like a large, lit-up warning sign in her eyes. It was hard to place, but she eventually understood.
Somehow she knew that Soi Fon was going to be the Captain who was with their new foe.
And oddly enough, that's what her golden eyes confirmed for her mere moments ago. It was hard enough for Yoruichi to fight Soi Fon the first time, but this…
(I'll kill you, Yoruichi-sama! … I'm not the same girl you used to know. A lot of things can change in 100 years, Yoruichi-sama… including my feelings for you.)
It hurt, even though she should've expected it. After all, she left the girl alone for 100 years.
… And I didn't even tell her I was sorry, Yoruichi thought numbly. Even when she cried to me, asking me why I didn't take her with me… I was so cold that I couldn't even give her an answer. Even though I promised her I would always be with her. And ever since that fight… I've been avoiding her. I just didn't want… to bring her any more pain…
While her thoughts were a whirlwind, the purple haired woman was calm and silent on the outside. She folded her arms, her elegant fingertips absentmindedly playing with the orange fabric that coated her arms. Her amber eyes were staring up at the 1st Division's Headquarters, the Main Assembly Hall, knowing that that's where Soi Fon was.
The Senkaimon's doors opened loudly behind them, showering the three Soul Reapers in a bright light.
"It would be best for you two to return home for now," Rukia stated softly.
"Yeah…" Ichigo gave a nod, followed by a small smile as he stared at the shorter black haired girl. "You take care of yourself, Rukia."
"I will," Rukia returned his smile. "Be careful, Ichigo." She shifted her gaze. "You too, Yoruichi."
Said woman turned to look at the girl who murmured her name. She placed a hand on her hip, gently forcing her trademark smirk onto her expression. Truth be told, she was too worried to even think about being careful. "Sure thing," She replied to the violet eyed girl.
Rukia nodded, bidding both of her friends farewell as the Senkaimon closed behind them.
Yoruichi frowned the moment violet orbs disappeared and brown ones looked the other way.
Please, Soi Fon… please be okay.
Head Captain Yamamoto observed through thin eyes the many Captains that now stood before him in the Main Assembly Hall. Soi Fon and Byakuya stood at the front of the group, closest to the Head Captain, the rest of the Captains standing silently in their respective positions. Four spots were empty, excluding Soi Fon and Byakuya. Three were empty because of the recent betrayals, and the final one simply because a Captain was late.
Once Kenpachi finally arrived, a disinterested look upon his features, Yamamoto's firm voice echoed through the hall. "Now that every Captain has arrived, I announce that this Captain's meeting is now in session!"
Many eyes now stared at his scarred face, others gazing at the floor respectfully. Soi Fon kept her head hung in shame.
"I have arranged this urgent meeting based on recent information that Captain Kuchiki has bestowed upon me. According to his words, Captain Soi Fon was spotted with the enemy with the unfamiliar spiritual pressure. Not only that, but she protected him by defeating nearly her entire Stealth Force and then engaging in combat with the former 2nd Division Captain, Yoruichi Shihoin."
Soi Fon flinched upon hearing that name.
"… Are Captain Kuchiki's words correct, Captain Soi Fon?" The old man pressed on orderly.
The raven haired girl stared at him boldly, her teeth clenched tightly behind her pale lips. "… Yes, but—"
"I haven't the care for your foolish excuses," He boomed, Soi Fon's words halting in her throat under his stone cold gaze. "The truth is the only thing you can give me in this situation, so what is it?"
Soi Fon hesitated, heavy anxiety building in her heart. Her arms pressed tightly against her sides, her head hanging lower than ever. An abyss of shame washed over her as she spoke. "… Yes Head Captain; everything Captain Kuchiki spoke of was true."
She ignored the sudden stares of shock, confusion, and disbelief she was receiving. Some reflected anger as well, which she certainly didn't need. After all…
… I threatened to kill the woman I always swore to protect. I hurt my own division members. I aided the enemy. Dammit… what the hell is wrong with me?
"… I see," Yamamoto spoke after giving the matter some thought. "These events have turned out quite negatively. Captain Soi Fon, I hope you realize that you have broken the law. Not just once, but many times." Soi Fon bit her tongue, forcing herself to remain respectful to the powerful man above her. "You have disturbed the peace of the Soul Society, attacked allies of the Soul Society and your Stealth Force members, as well as protected an enemy who was able to deceive everyone into thinking he was a Soul Reaper in the Stealth Force.
"Unfortunately for you, Captain Soi Fon, it is impossible for me to turn a blind eye to the sins you have committed." Yamamoto continued.
Soi Fon's heart clenched in a nervous pain. This… She thought, … can't be happening to me! Her anger was close to dripping over the edge.
"I hereby sentence you into exile! However, I will allow you to keep your Soul Reaper powers because of how loyal and useful you have been to the Soul Society all these years."
Soi Fon cracked.
"What?" She yelled furiously, all manners and terms of respect forgotten. "You can't be serious, Head Captain! Everyone here knows how strongly I agree to following orders! I would never purposely do wrong to the Soul Society!"
"Indeed," Yamamoto agreed with a small nod, remaining calm despite how he was being treated. "Which is why I'm allowing you to keep your powers when I banish you to the Human World."
Soi Fon took a step back in horrified shock, the golden hoops tied to the end of her braids clanging together. "W-… What?"
The Head Captain gave Soi Fon no time to process his words. He was sick of his fellow Captains betraying him. "Therefore, as Head Captain, I remove your title as Captain of the 2nd Division and Leader of the Stealth Force, Soi Fon, and banish you to the Human World forever. And I warn you, that if you ever show up in the Soul Society again… we Soul Reapers will be forced to kill you."
Soi Fon's silver eyes widened. "No… this has to be another nightmare," She murmured to herself anxiously. "This can't be happening. This isn't real. This—hey! How dare you! Get your hands off me!"
She instantly struggled the moment Byakuya and Toshiro grabbed one of her arms. They forcefully ripped off her Captain's uniform, leaving her clad in the common Soul Reaper attire with her Stealth Force uniform underneath, white threads coating the floor around them as her yellow belt slipped off her waist.
How dare they! Soi Fon glared at them both, swiping at them with her hands. That haori belonged to… Yoruichi-sama…
"Enough of this! Leave at once, Soi Fon!" The Head Captain ordered strictly, his voice loud and dangerous. His thick eyebrows were lowered, his small eyes representing the fire power of his ancient blade. "Leave, just as your Captain before you… and never return."
His words sparked a sadness and fear inside of her. Somehow, the Head Captain knew just what to say in order to break the last of her resolve. Her face was a mask of explicit emotions as a fearful bead of sweat rolled down her temple. But the moment the sweat departed from her face, so did her fear.
Her sadness was soon dulled by anger as well, leaving her as nothing but an explosive mess.
Soi Fon yelled heatedly, unleashing a barrage of vile curses that were barely even understandable. She shoved past Byakuya and Toshiro, neither of them even bothering to look at her. Unohana gazed at her sadly and pitifully as she stormed through the hallway, the other Captain's refusing to meet her intense gaze after feeling the amount of spiritual pressure her body was letting off.
Her violent spiritual energy completely annihilated the large doors to the Main Assembly Hall before she Shunpoed away. Only after she was gone did the other Captain's feel safe enough to breathe again.
"How unbecoming of one who was once a fellow Captain in the Gotei 13… to lose control of themselves like that," Byakuya remarked frostily, closing his orbs and returning to his formal position in the hall.
Toshiro allowed his beautiful blue-green eyes to linger on the yellow belt that now laid on the floor.
Shunsui lightly sighed, tipping his straw hat to cover his eyes. "My Third Seat, Tatsufusa Enjoji, isn't going to be happy about this… and I guess we'll need another repair man for the door…"
Ukitake coughed, his shoulders tensing in worry. "First Aizen, Gin, and Tosen… and now Soi Fon? It just doesn't add up…"
After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, the atmosphere cold and unpleasant, Yamamoto slammed the end of his wooden cane on the ground, vocals spilling from his old lips.
"Ex-Captain Soi Fon is now an enemy of the Soul Society! No matter where you see her—the Soul Society, the Human World, and everywhere in between—kill her on sight!"
"Ah… I see. So that's what happened."
"Yeah," Ichigo nodded towards the dirty blonde haired man. "Soi Fon ended up being the Captain who was with the person with the strange spiritual pressure. She even fought Yoruichi to protect him."
Yoruichi looked away; Tessai frowned deeply; Urahara's eyes darkened. Kon and Ichigo both blinked at how suspicious the three of them were acting, but chose to brush it off as nothing.
"… I see," Kisuke hid the lower half of his face with his folding fan. "What else can you tell me about our mysterious new friend?"
"Well, from where I was standing, all I could tell was that he had dark green hair and that he was wearing a Stealth Force uniform. He was posing himself as one," Ichigo explained briefly. "And he had such a cocky attitude. God, what an asshole!"
Urahara chuckled lightly, lowering his fan. "What about his spiritual pressure?" He asked.
"Oh, right. Sorry, that jerk just really pissed me off," Ichigo glared at the table in remembrance before meeting Kisuke's gaze once again. "It was weird. He wasn't completely hiding it, but he wasn't giving off enough evidence to tell what he was. To me, personally, he just seemed like a regular Soul Reaper."
"He probably is a Soul Reaper," Kisuke agreed with a gentle nod, resting his stubbly chin within his palm. "But that doesn't solve the mystery of why he was with Soi Fon…"
Urahara paused, realizing how tense and silent Yoruichi was. In his heart he already knew why she was acting so distant, and it hurt to see his longtime best friend in that state. A large grin broke out on his face as he placed his hand upon Yoruichi's shoulder.
"Don't worry, Yoruichi," Urahara reassured jokingly. "He was probably just meeting with Soi Fon to get his catgirl porn back."
"Stop it, Kisuke," Yoruichi silenced him firmly, brushing off his large hand. His face fell when seeing none of Yoruichi's usual playfulness in her eyes. "I'm serious. I have a very bad feeling."
"A bad feeling?"
Yoruichi nodded slowly, hazily looking at the table as she clasped her hands together in her lap. "… I'm worried about Soi Fon."
Urahara's expression softened, allowing a small smile to grace his lips. "She'll be fine," He told her warmly. "She's a strong girl, you know."
"I know, Kisuke… I know."
Silence followed, and no one dared to say anything. Ichigo and Kon felt wrapped up in the uncomfortable atmosphere, staring blindly at any inanimate object. Tessai took a hesitant sip of his mint tea, the creamy scent filling the air. Yoruichi and Kisuke remained undoubtedly still, caught in a stare down of dull silver and gold.
Just then, a white light enveloped the small room in Urahara's Shop, everyone's eyes now alert to the doors of the Soul Society that had just appeared.
"Hmm… would you look at that," Urahara noted somewhat slyly, a small smile tugging at his lips. "It seems as though we have a visitor."
After the Japanese styled doors closed loudly and vanished, a black haired Soul Reaper now stood in its place. Kon's eyes lit up.
"Oh, hey there, Rukia," Ichigo greeted calmly, despite the tense atmosphere, raising his eyebrows. "Long time no see. How long has it been now… like an hour?"
"Be quiet, you fool! This is an emergency! Something terrible has happened!"
Ichigo's sarcastic humor died within his throat at how panic stricken his friend's voice was. Her violet eyes were wide with shock, anger, fear, and disbelief. Even sadness. It was odd to read so many intense emotions on Rukia's expression, which just got the orange haired boy all the more worried.
Everyone else watched her in concern as well, suspense clinging at their sides.
"Rukia… calm down. What happened?" Ichigo questioned. For some unexplainable reason, Yoruichi could feel her heart jump into her throat.
"… It's Captain Soi Fon! She's been exiled from the Soul Society! And if any ally to the Soul Society sees her… we've all been ordered to kill her on sight!"
Yoruichi could've sworn she felt her heart stop. It was pulsing pain instead of blood. She felt lightheaded, as if the world had stopped spinning for her. Her terribly astonished amber eyes gradually grew wider as Rukia's words echoed past her sore eardrums.
"What?" Ichigo flared, his fists clenched angrily. "You can't be serious, Rukia!"
"Yeah… this has to be a joke…" Yoruichi murmured to herself more than to anyone else. Her widened orbs were drawn to the table that she sat behind, her slender fingers gently tracing its wooden design unconsciously, as if seeking a distraction, or trying to find the truth. "… Please tell me this is just some kind of sick joke."
Taken aback by Yoruichi's tone, Rukia quieted her voice. "I am truly sorry… but it is true. Her exile was a decision made by the Head Captain himself. I wasn't ordered to inform you of this, but… I thought it would be best to let you know."
"Damn; this is a piss off. Like, really, what is Gramps thinking? That was such a stupid—huh? Yoruichi, what's wrong?"
Said woman was vaguely aware of Ichigo's words and of the fact that all eyes were on her as she stood up in shock, but she never gave a reply. Her orbs narrowed in overwhelming anger as she silently retired to her own room.
No! This can't be happening! Everything I sacrificed… the very reason I didn't take… Yoruichi shook her head and lost herself to her thoughts once she was shrouded in privacy. All I did has become in vain because of events that occurred in a mere hour. Yoruichi lied down on her bed, closing her eyes tightly. Obeying the laws of the Soul Society is all Soi Fon has ever known. What will she do without me… without rules to guide her? My poor little bee… she must feel as though she's lost everything. If that green haired bastard wasn't there, none of this would've happened! Just what's his relationship with Soi Fon, anyway?
Yoruichi let out a frustrated sigh as she gripped the blankets beneath her. She opened her eyes halfway, topaz orbs staring sadly into her pillow.
Or… maybe all of this is my fault. If I didn't tag along with Ichigo and Rukia to the Soul Society… maybe none of this would've happened….
In the other room, Kisuke lowered his hat to hide his eyes.
Many poor civilians of a high numbered region in the Rukon District cowered in fear and closed their doors after they noticed the now ex-Captain of the 2nd Division roaming through their area, without her signature haori on. Because of this, very few recognized her, but everyone could understand the furious spiritual pressure that was flaring from her body.
Her teeth were clenched as her clouded silver eyes quietly observed her surroundings, except for a grunt or growl or two. The dirt walkways stunk like Hell, trash littered much of the ground, the sorry excuses of buildings were made from rotting wood and were falling apart, and the villagers' clothing consisted of no more than torn rags. But she was too blinded by anger to care about any of that. She was also aware of the fact that her wild spiritual pressure was probably crushing some of the civilians' weak souls by now.
She didn't care about that, either.
So many emotions were being pumped in her blood like poison, each equally as painful yet so difficult to describe. She honestly didn't know what to feel. Sadness caged over her from realizing she had lost the title and position that made her strong, the only thing that gave her life meaning.
The only other thing she fully understood was that the anger that consumed her now rivaled the anger she felt 100 years ago when Yoruichi betrayed her. At the moment, she couldn't tell which fire was brighter.
After all, she had just lost everything.
Without her title as Captain, she was nothing. She held no power, no status… no respect. She had nowhere to go and no home to return to. Technically, she was forbidden to even set foot in the Rukon District as it was part of the Soul Society, yet there she was, shattering more rules that she always swore to follow with unbreakable loyalty. Now… she was nothing but a weak, lonely little Soul Reaper who had no place in the world. … A nobody.
I'm sure… that Yoruichi-sama… would be very displeased. How could I… have protected the enemy and lost my rank? How could I… have raised my fists to her?
(If you dare even threaten him again… I'll kill you, Yoruichi-sama!)
She shook her head, the remembrance of her sinful words scorching her throat and stinging her eyes. She forced herself to keep walking, even though her very bones were numb from the unforgivable crimes she had recently committed.
She guessed that she was probably in one of the 80th Districts of the Rukon District by the time she felt a mysterious spiritual pressure. Her eyes were half closed from thought as she glanced up in the clearing, noticing nothing and no one except for that man. The one with dark green hair.
He was dressed completely different from before, however, so much so that the only way to recognize him would be from his distinctive hair and eyes. He was now clad in a regular Shihakusho, except with a very noticeable difference. While most Soul Reaper uniforms consisted entirely of black fabric, instead, his kosode was white. His hakama were the traditional black colour, though. His shitagi was white along with his hakama-himo, yet his tabi were an unusual black, and he wore the standard waraji. A Zanpakuto with a green hilt and a long, horizontal diamond guard was tied along the left side of his waist. In truth, the only way to tell him apart from the average Soul Reaper—as he seemed to be a master at hiding his spiritual pressure—was from the fact that his shirt was white instead of black.
His forest green hair was wild and loose, swaying gently in the tense breeze, his ice blue eyes focused on the raven haired girl that was blindly walking towards him. A ghost of a smile passed his lips when silver eyes locked with his.
It took Soi Fon a few moments to register the man in her vision, but once she did, her eyes narrowed dangerously, like a hornet ready to sting you up your ass. Her shoulders trembled in anger, her arms thrust against her sides, sinister energy pooling out from her core, rotting nearby nature. Her uncontrollable fury only made him smirk. She marched up to him and exploded at him.
"How dare you show your face in front of me again after what you did!"
"Me? What did I do?" He asked calmly and slyly, a tone she remembered all too well that it hurt to hear it. He was still smiling, like he usually did. His blue eyes twinkled mischievously.
"Stop playing dumb, you dick!" She roared, an inferno blazing behind her eyes. Her face was beginning to flush with anger. "Why the hell are you here? If you weren't there before, none of this would've happened! If it weren't for you, I would still be a Captain!"
"Technically, you know, I didn't do anything," He flashed a toothy grin, running a strong, bare hand through his lush hair. "I just stood there."
"Stop it! Just stop!" She yelled, nearly ready to break his jaw. "I haven't seen you for so long; you knew what my reaction would be if you approached me the way you did… you knew from the very beginning. And now, because you just had to make an appearance before me after all this time with no warning at all and without completely controlling your spiritual pressure… the Soul Society has exiled me for protecting the enemy… which is you!"
"Hmm… the entire Soul Society has exiled you? That would include the Rukon District, right? This is a dangerous area, then. So why are you here?" He frowned gently at her.
She looked away sharply, glaring daggers at the ground. She hated the feeling in her stomach.
"… Listen, Soi Fon," His voice and eyes softened, but she still winced upon hearing her name. "The Soul Society is just weak. They fear you for your choice of protecting me, siding with me, because they understand how strong you are. They realized how easily they could be defeated from the fact that a powerful Captain such as yourself was siding with a potential threat such as I inside of their bounds."
"I am not siding with you!" Soi Fon growled, boldly meeting his gaze. "I didn't side with you back there, either. I just…" Her eyes lowered. "… I didn't want you to get hurt…"
He smiled. "Thank you for protecting me, Soi Fon. To defend me against your own division… that was very kind of you."
She opened her mouth to reply, but her throat felt dry. No words came out.
The green haired man placed his hand upon her shoulder. "The Soul Reapers of the Soul Society are just a bunch of cowards, Soi Fon; you don't need them. You're better than them. Stronger than them. In the end, because of their fear and weakness, the Soul Society abandoned you… just as Yoruichi had."
Hearing that woman's name, especially in the meaning of that sentence, cause Soi Fon's heart and soul to ache intensely. She shut her eyes tightly, hoping to stop any emotions from appearing on her expression, while her mind was overwhelmed with built up sadness. Noticing her discomfort, he stroked soothing circles on her shoulder with his thumb.
… He's right, Soi Fon thought sadly. This man is right. Just as Yoruichi-sama had all those years ago… the Soul Society abandoned me as well. Betrayed me, despite how loyal I was. I was willing to do anything for Yoruichi-sama, go anywhere with her… and I possessed the same type of attitude towards the rules of the Soul Society. I punished anyone who disobeyed the law. I risked my life for the sake of upholding peace. Yet, even after everything I did for them… and for her… they threw me away like yesterday's lunch without a second thought.
"The Soul Society—and Yoruichi, for that matter—are a bunch of idiots for abandoning a skilled warrior like yourself," She heard him say. "Honestly, it's their loss. To me… you have gotten much stronger since the last time I saw you, Soi Fon. I'm very proud of you."
Soi Fon's body trembled from his words. They all abandoned me… but this man… even though he left me as well… he came back for me. He's even talking to me like I'm a person… not a mere tool. And… he said he was proud of me…
"Nofios…" The raven haired girl murmured under her breath as her silver eyes fluttered open after much thought.
Said man smirked, wrapping his warm arm around Soi Fon's shoulders, towering over her by almost a foot. His dark green hair covered most of his handsome face as he replied, "Glad you remember my name."
After a sickening cracking noise and a large flash of endless black, Soi Fon and Nofios transported to the Human World.
Senkaimon: the dimensional gateway which Soul Reapers use to enter and leave the Soul Society by unlocking it.
Shihakusho: the uniform that all Soul Reapers in the Gotei 13 are required to wear. This uniform distinguishes them from pluses and other spirits or spiritually aware humans. In the living world, a shihakusho also acts as in indicator of someone with Soul Reaper powers.
Shitagi: a type of shirt donned by Samurai (Soul Reapers in this case) when they are wearing full armor (undergarments).
Kosode: a basic Japanese robe for both men and women (over shirt).
Hakama: Pleated, loose split-leg garments largely used in men's formal dress, worn over the kosode or kimono (pants).
Hakama-himo: waist ties, or belts, worn on the hakama (belt).
Tabi: socks with a separation for the big toe; worn with sandals by the Japanese (socks).
Waraji: straw rope sandals (shoes).
Yes, I gave my OC's name away now… Nofios ^^ 3 more OC's are being introduced next chapter—and yes, they are important characters in this story, so they will grow on you, I'm sure XD
Poor Yoruichi and Soi Fon, eh? Things don't seem too hot for them right now, huh? Well… that's why this story is a drama. To have twists and turns and suspenseful breaks at every corner.
And just in case you're wondering why I made Shunsui mention his Third Seat, Tatsufusa Enjoji… it's because he has a crush on Soi Fon… like in the actual Bleach series XD Don't worry, I think it's weird, too.
Anyway… I hope you guys enjoyed Chapter 2. Reviews make my day and inspire me to write more, so… please review guys! Thanks! :)
