A/N Ooh? What's this? A new chapter...well hello there :D
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or its characters
I think I should write a book, maybe I will call it "An ex-shinigami's guide to sleeping outside in the after world whilst trying not to get attacked by hollows or people looking for food and water". Yeah, I think that could work. I could have a special chapter on what to do if it rains as well. I wonder what to do now, maybe I should go and get some water? Well if it kills time then why not? These next few hundred years are going to be boring to say the least.
Walking up to the ragged stall, I see small vials of water labelled at 98 soul gems each. I s that the currency here...wait currency. Damn it, I didn't think I would need it; when I first met Rukia she would say to souls before they pass on that the next life is better, where souls won't get hungry and all of that stuff just to calm them down. Tap, tap, tap. Whoever that is better stop tapping or else, as I look up I see rugged middle-aged man with slick dark brown hair and sunken black eyes, he looked rather malnourished, he looked rather grumpy too.
"Will you stop that tapping?!" After regaining my composure from almost flipping the stool I daringly looked into his eyes, almost begging for a fight. There has to be some form of entertainment here and I figure this is as close as I'm going to get. For an instant my mind replaced his face with Ikkaku's face, that amused me. I felt a smug smile creep to my face.
"You're ruining business man; scram, unless you're actually going to buy something. If you haven't got the money then get a job and come back then, if you're smart enough to process that." Is he seriously stupid enough to think I'll leave that quickly then he's wrong, in fact he's fuelling me more. "Man stop gawking and move!"
A fist slammed down on the stall, with crumpled blue paper clenched in his fist.
"Two waters." A deep bored voice grumbled. Before picking them up and dragging me by the wrist over to an outskirt of a forest. A grin spread on my face as I realised who it was. Hayate. As we walked down the broken path to the forest he let go of my wrist and shoved the vial of water into my hand, the cool glass increasingly heightening the intense coldness I was feeling. "You can't just go around being a douche and expecting things you want all the time, there's not always going to be someone there looking after you." He was using a tone which a parent uses when a child is being a nuisance and the parent lectures them on how they should act. Although I've always had someone there images of Chad, Rukia and all of my close friends appeared in my mind even my inner hollow. I couldn't kill the Grandfisher or defeat Aizen. As we sat by a tree he took sips from his vial of water. "Don't worry you will soon get used to it, find yourself a job and if you're one of the really lucky people it means that you might be able to enrol to the academy" he sounds so grown up, like Rukia, when I first met her. I suppose souls live longer than they appear. He seems to be in his early twenties yet he could be hundreds of years old for all I know. He's a curious guy really, what I've learnt is that everyone has secrets no matter how they may act.
"Have you got what it takes to enter the soul reaper academy?" I may as well get to know him, a friend who can help me get used to living here may be worthwhile.
A/N a bit of a short chapter but I'm hoping to upload another chapter relatively soon and develop Hayate and Ichigos friendship as well as learn more about the Rukongai and Hayate as I find that I've been writing quite quick paced without much detail. Hope you enjoyed :)