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I am looking at Rukia as if she hit her head, maybe if this was anyone else than it wouldn't be as funny, but something tells me to enjoy this from all the pain and trouble the midget is going to cause me, and I intend to milk it for all that is it worth. I smirk at her wide-eyed gold fish expression, unable to compute a response. Finally, after what felt like forever, which was really a few seconds, she exploded. "WHAT, HOW, WHO ARE YOU?" she yelled. By sheer force of will, I keep a straight face. "You heard me, there's a Hollow, go do your job" was the reply. She stared at me as if I stole her ability to be a soul reaper, and thus I spoiled my future. Ah, well; can't be helped now can it. I notice that she is still staring at me, and then I hear a roar.
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Quickly going down the stairs, uncaring of the fact that there was reaper still in his bedroom and fumbling to catch up to him, Ichigo went straight to the source of the scream. There he saw the masked eater of souls with a hand tightly wrapped around Yuzu, crushing her to death. Ichigo saw red. With great speed, he leaped towards the Hollow, and delivered a hard palm strike to the mask, making it crake in the processes. Then, blood was in his vision.
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Rukia knew what was about to happen, so before the second hollow could strike the boy, she moved.
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"Shit!" I said. This was not good, not once so ever. Why the fuck did she had to play the hero, now of all times when I can't tell if things will stay the same or not, then again I'm not using a chair. Before the Hollows become more the wiser, I pick up the midget bridal style, and make some space between them with a rather high leap. I lay her down, and started to talk. "Listen, we don't have much time; what can we do to protect my family?" I asked her, despite having a good idea already. She looked me in the eyes; and with a long breath, spoke. "You must become a soul reaper".
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"You must become a soul reaper" I reply to the boy. I look into his eyes and saw nothing but pure willpower and determination that threatened to overwhelm me. "What do you need me to do?" he asked. I answered him, knowing he will not like it, and will most likely be hesitant to do it as any sane and normal person would be. "Thrust my sword into your chest and barrow my powers as a Shinigami to kill the Hollows that threaten the lives of your family" I told him, without sugar or dramatics. "So be it" was the reply and to my surprise, without any hesitation; grabbed my sword and plunged it into his chest with a small smile on his face. Then, all I knew was pain.
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All I knew at this moment was pain, pain, and pain. Things that have, will, and could happen; flash in my eyes. Before, it was all just still images, and pure instinct of what will and could happen. Now, it's as if I could really see the world for the first time in my life. Then it stopped, and I was cut off and back to reality. Before anyone knew what happen, the two Hollows were fading away and the oversized sword was resting on my shoulder, with a hand on the handle.
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It was at this point that Rukia fainted from the effects of losing her powers; and having spiritual pressure of that of a seated officer bear down on her, as well as shock of the whole ordeal. Ichigo frowned. "Great, the control that I had, while lack-luster; was thrown into the gutter" he complained. He then remembers something. "Well, let's get you patched up, Rukia" he went to pick her up, but stop short in front of the figure. The figure was male, and wears a green garb with a bucket hat to complete his look of mystery. "Ah, good day Kurosaki-san, how has yours been?" the stranger asked.
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I feel as if I should know him. I try to bring up a vision of him but, nothing. I blink. That has never happen before. Yes, there had been times when I had unwilling got an image; but never have I not got an image when I desire it. So, I'm going in blind here. "Okay, you seem like a man that understands the world, mind lending me a hand here" I asked. I hope to god that I am right about his assumed nature that I am getting from my gut, one telling me that he is dangerous, but can be trusted to a certain extent. All of a sudden, the blonde produced a fan out of no were and started to wave it around as if to cool himself off, after that he held it to his face, hiding the lower half of his features, leaving only his eyes still visible. I got a slight chill down my spine, as if he is staring right at my soul, then a quickly as it started, it stopped. Putting away his fan, he answered. "Sure, sure; follow me to my shop!" he said. I went to grab Rukia, but the stranger beat me to her; literally appearing in front of her and hoisted her up like a sack of potatoes. I blink; what the fuck. How did he do that? He must have seen my god smack expression from the giggling he was doing. I now intend to make his life a living hell.
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I shiver, feeling as if I poked a very angry bear; and that I am going to get my face mauled off.
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The two found their way to a small, dinging little shop; out of the way of most populated places within the town. The owner of the place lead the teen into the front door, were it was opened by a tall, muscular, African American. The gentleman had a bushy mustache, and was wearing simple cloths and an apron. "Ah Tessai-san, how nice of you to hold the door open for me and our guests" the stranger said to the man now revealed to be called Tessai. "Of coerce, Urahara-san" said Tessai.
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'So their names are Urahara and Tessai' thought the orange haired teen. The three of them are in the main room, behind the shop. Rukia is in another room, sleeping and patched up. "So," I start, seeing that nether of the two will begin talking. "I would like to thank you for tending to the girl's wounds; I would like, however to gain some information" I said. The three of us are sitting at a table, in a triangle formation. "Oh, and my I ask what kind of information?" Urahara asked. I look him in the eye, and found that he is looking a little taken aback. "The basics; hollows, soul reapers, their responsibilities" I reply. Urahara, who by now had an inquisitive look on his face, went back to his happy go-lucky face and brought his fan up to his face. "My, my; Kurosaki, I already helped you, and now you want me to help you again? What do I get in return." He asked. Well, shit. He had me there, and he is a business man from what I can see. It only makes sense that he would want something in return this time; he's not a charity after all. So, let's approach this at another angle. "Okay, how about this; while I may lack much info, I do know that these Hollows will become a problem if there numbers enlarge in the hundreds, and the girl is not available at the moment, so that leaves me, a green horn with no knowledge, fighting them" I tell him. I lean forward, narrowing my eyes. "Do you really want to be the indirect cause of my death?" I asked.
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I widen my eyes a little bit. I expected many things; but not that. "Slowdown a little bit Ichigo-kun, I never said I never cared about your wellbeing, I am a business man though" I answered him. I notice a little look of satisfaction, as if he got what he wants. Ah, ah, so that was why he expresses a concern of death, to put me in an uncomfortable seat. Cleaver, very cleaver Kurosaki, I might have some fun with you; it's not every day that I meet someone that can trick even me; Aizen being the best example. I look at the boy, there is so much potential in him that it is almost blinding. It's to be expected, due to who both his father and mother were. Well, might as well gift him with the knowledge, as a gift for the surprise.
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At the end of the night Ichigo got what he wanted; and Urahara got some future entertainment. The game was set, and the players were given their cards. Only time will tell what will happen, and who will be the ones that mold the future.
And cut, dam; it's still not that many words in comparison to other fic's. Tell me what you think in the reviews, I will try to make the chapters longer if I can, may take longer to make them come out. Hope you enjoyed, this is the one eyed death; signing off.