A.N. Welcome to the second chapter of HP:B. Hope you enjoy it!
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ZwngDragon: To clarify for you, Harry takes pleasure in just fighting unless he is fighting against an evil person/enemy (ie. Voldemort, Hollows, Aizen, etc.). So, no he does not enjoy killing the allies/weaklings he fights against.
mute thunder: Yes, magic is the same as reiatsu in this story as both are classified as spiritual energy in my book. And no, Harry will not use Shinigami powers at all (Kido, Zanpakuto), nor will he become a Shinigami (unless people ask me to write a sequel that details the time after he dies). He will use Shunpo however.
Everyone: As for the reason that we will see no wizards/witches in Soul Society, I've decided that the wizards are like the Quincy in that they can use spiritual energy (Magic), and that instead of going to SS, they are instantly reborn in a new body. This explains the existence of Muggleborns, the low number of wizards in the world, and gets all of the wizards out of my hair, as I simply do not wish to include them. On a side note, Harry is nearly 18 and has been traveling the world for nearly a year now.
Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognize Harry Potter: BleachedOnce Harry had awoken he got dressed and headed into the kitchen. As he was taking out the supplies he would need to make breakfast he remembered that he had a 'guest'. That brought back memories of last night, which he reviewed mentally as he grabbed extra supplies. He had to be a good host didn't he?
So far all he had found out was that the woman was named Yoruichi and that she had mastered the art of Shunpo. Now that was the main reason he had kept her in the house instead of merely obliviating her and letting her go. As a fighting man any new techniques that he could use to augment his fighting needed to be learned. And Harry intended to have Yoruichi teach him, but he hoped that he wouldn't have to force her to do so. And there was the other reason.
Finished preparing breakfast, he took a plate and set it upon the small nightstand by his guest's bed, as she was still asleep. Being stunned tended to do that to you. With that out of the way he sat down at the kitchen table and began to eat his own breakfast. Finishing up a little while later he began to hear the sounds of movement in the guest room and he moved towards them.
Opening the door, he was forced to block a kick aimed at his face. That was followed with a punch to the gut, which he dodged. Jumping over the next kick he rolled into the room and threw a binding spell over his shoulder. His eyes narrowed slightly when his spell was dodged by the attacker, which was of course, his guest. Apparently he had underestimated this Shunpo, as he could not sense his opponent as she moved until she was behind him.
Nullifying her kick with a shield of magic he turned and fired a minor bludgeoning curse into her gut. Harry could hear the air leave her lungs as she flew back into the wall. That was the point where the adrenaline had started to flow and the pleasure of battle began to consume him. He closed his eyes for a moment, reveling in the feelings coursing through him.
He was shocked out of this state by a strong kick that caught him in the jaw and sent him into a wall. Harry laughed a little as the pain registered in his brain. Yes, the pain, the adrenaline, the constant threat of injury or possibly death, it all made him feel so very alive. He was convinced that this was the only was to truly live life. He began to laugh some more as he started to get up.
Yoruichi stood panting as she watched the man get up, laughing. She had just caught him with a kick to the jaw, and he was laughing. When she had woken up it looked like it would be easy to escape, she was wrong. The window in the room refused to be opened, or broken for that matter, the walls weren't even denting, and the door was quite stuck. Of course that had changed after a few minutes when she saw the door opening.
She had launched a kick at the person opening it, hoping to catch them off-guard. Unfortunately, the kick was blocked and her punch was dodged. The man had jumped into the room after her next kick and had sent some kind of light at her. Not knowing, or wanting, to find out what that light might do to her, she had used Shunpo to get behind her opponent. But that kick was stopped by what looked like a shield made out of energy. That had caught her off-guard for only a few seconds, but it was enough time for the man to turn around and hit her with that strange light.
The moment the light touched her stomach; she had felt as though a bus had slammed into her. The impact was enough to send her back into the wall behind her. The pain was great, but she had managed to stand back up. When she had she noticed that her opponent had closed his eyes and that he was smiling, as though he was reveling in something. Not knowing or caring what he was reveling in she had used Shunpo to get in front of him and had kicked him in the face with all the force she could muster.
That was when she began to pant quite heavily despite not having done much. The century without combat, combined with the light that had hit her had her quite tired, and she was finding it hard to stay standing. The sound of her opponent's laughter had brought her attention away from herself and onto his smiling figure. 'How can he be laughing at a time like this?'
The man got up and looked at her as though he were disappointed. He shook his head at her and said, "Done already? And here I was just starting to have fun." He sighed. "Oh well. I suppose it can't be helped."
He reached into his open robes, which Yoruichi just now found herself noticing, and pulled out a bottle filled with a pale blue liquid. He tossed it to her, and she felt her arm moving on instinct to catch it. She raised her eyebrow at him in silent question.
"That's a pain potion. It will help any pain that you have right now." Noticing her suspicious look at the bottle he spoke again. "If I had wanted to kill you, I would have done it last night while you were unconscious and at my mercy."
He sighed softly when he watched her sniff it in suspicion before downing it in one go. Noticing the horrified expression on her face after she swallowed and looked at him, he said, "Sorry about the taste, but that's the way all potions taste. The benefits however, outweigh the negative effect of the taste. I suppose you've noticed by now that any pain you may have had has gone down by a considerable degree?" Noting the slightly shocked look on her face, he continued.
"I see that you have. The potion should last for a good twelve hours, and by then the pain should be almost gone anyway. After you've eaten, I ask that you meet me in the living room. Just walk straight down the hall. I'll see you in a few minutes." With that he left the room with a sweep of his robes (like Snape).
Once Yoruichi was sure that he was gone, she looked around the room and noticed a plate filled with food on the nightstand, which was mysteriously untouched throughout the fight. Walking to it she sniffed at it before recognizing the truth behind the man's words. Beginning to eat, she felt a shudder go up her spine as she thought about last night. She had been caught completely off-guard, and it could have cost her her life.
Though thankful that she hadn't died, she was stuck in a building with a man who could prove very dangerous. She had been lucky again when the man hadn't finished her off just now when she attacked him. She cursed her stupidity. She had attacked a man who she knew was very powerful, with unknown abilities, when she was in no shape to fight. By all rights the man could have killed her, but he hadn't. As she finished up the filling breakfast she wondered what the man would do with her, and wondered if death would be a better option.
As she walked slowly out of the open door, she gave another shudder as she realized just how much power this man had over her right now. She was completely at the mercy of another, a position she hadn't been in since she was a young child. Pushing such thoughts out of her head, she steeled herself as she walked out of the hallway and into what she knew was the living room.
Once she looked around she noting the man standing with his back towards her as he stared out the window. Apparently he knew she was there because he said, "Please sit wherever you want Yoruichi."
Her eyes narrowed slightly at the use of her name, but she found herself moving towards a wooden chair near the wall anyway. Once she was seated he turned around, and Yoruichi's eyes widened. The man in front of her was not standing, but sitting cross-legged in the air. Air-walking, sitting in this case, was all but unheard of! Yet this man was performing it like it was nothing. Involuntarily she began to stare at the man in front of her, wondering who he could be. His chuckle brought her back to reality.
"I see that you're shocked at my choice of seat. Most people are when they first see it. But you'll get used to it as time passes."
Yoruichi's eyes narrowed with suspicion. "What do you mean by that? Are you going to keep me here as a prisoner?"
"Yare, yare. You're a suspicious one aren't you? But let's start with simpler things first shall we? My name is Harry Potter, though in your language it would be Potter Harry. It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance Shihouin Yoruichi."
He gave her a small bow from his seated position, but it was not returned. When he had said her name she remembered the little interrogation session last night. Thankfully the man, Harry she now knew, hadn't delved too far into her life, but anyone who knew about her could be a threat to her secrecy. Her thoughts were cut off as the man began to speak again.
"As for your question, you might consider yourself a prisoner, but I'd like to call you more of an… unwilling companion."
Yoruichi bristled with anger at his statement. Companion. Just what was he planning on doing with her? Or to her for that matter? Was she to become nothing more than a toy to this man? She swore that she would kill herself before that happened. Apparently the man was able to interpret what she was thinking, because he spoke again.
"Nothing like that, Yoruichi I promise you. I am an honorable man, and I would not force someone into being my partner. Besides, with these looks I barely need to speak in order to get a girl."
Once her anger had subsided somewhat, she realized that his last statement was true. He had an attractive, athletic build, a very handsome face, cute messy hair that seemed to defy every law of physics, and the most beautiful green eyes that she had ever seen. They were like deep pools of power that pulled you into their depths and showed you everything you had ever wanted to see, ageless and beautiful.
Blushing slightly when she realized that she was staring at him, she looked away and fought to suppress her embarrassment. He chuckled again, and she turned her head to glare at him. Noticing the small, satisfied smirk on his lips her anger rose up again as her glare intensified.
"Anyway, I suppose the term companion might not be right. You'd be more of a temporary teacher. I'm very interested in learning this Shunpo of yours."
With the glare still in her eyes, she said, "And why should I teach you Shunpo?"
"Because as you are right now, I could kill you if I chose to. I could force the information out of you, but I would not particularly enjoy that. But the real reason is, if you teach me Shunpo, then I'll release you, no harm done. We don't ever have to see each other again. What do you say?"
Yoruichi was in deep thought right now. On the one hand, she could try to escape, but she wouldn't make it far, especially if the house was like her room. On the other hand, if she stayed and taught him, she would be passing out the secrets of her favorite technique. But Yoruichi valued her freedom above all else, and she would rather die than stay a prisoner here. But she wanted to know one thing.
"Why do you want to learn Shunpo?"
Harry laughed for a moment before he answered. "My dear Yoruichi, I thought that that question would be the easiest for you to answer. I'm a fighting man, and fighting men want two things. To fight, and to find ways to improve their fighting. This technique will help me to improve my fighting, so I wish to learn it. Now the real question is, will you teach me, or will I have to force it out of you?"
Through the bad taste in her mouth Yoruichi managed to bite out, "I'll… teach you."
Harry clapped his hands once before saying, "Excellent! Let's get started right away then shall we?"
As he stood Yoruichi said, "I can only teach you the theory behind the technique. You will have to figure out how to use it by yourself."
Though he frowned, he nodded and said, "That's fine I suppose, I'm better at figuring things out on my own anyway. Let's begin."
With that said, Yoruichi launched into a long, but halfhearted as Harry noticed, description of Shunpo. In the most basic terms, you gathered energy to your feet, spread a lesser amount of energy into your legs, compressed the energy, and stepped. Once he understood that, the only thing he had left to do was try out the technique. But that would be later, after he released Yoruichi.
Once she had gotten over her surprise that he was actually releasing her, she followed him to the door of what she now knew was an apartment. After he opened the door, she transformed into a cat and walked down the hallway, not looking back.
Harry watched her go with slight feelings of sadness, but he knew that it would have happened anyway. She was like him, valuing freedom over nearly everything else. Still, it had been enjoyable to have company again, even if the company was unwilling. He hoped that they would meet again sometime, and he hoped that by then she was in fighting shape. A thought crossed his head, and he smirked while he called out to the cat.
"Goodbye Meow-chan!"
His laughter sounded throughout the hallway as she stiffened, and her fur stood on end. Apparently she didn't like the name, perfect. He kept laughing until the cat was out of his sight, and even then she could still hear it in her head. She swore that if they ever met again, which she hoped they didn't, that she would make him pay for that comment. But not now.
Not now.
A.N. Well there's the second chapter of HP:B. I hope you enjoyed it. I am still an author in training so please review and help me improve. The next chapter will feature the training of the kids and the invasion of Soul Society,
Until next time
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