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Posted : 02/29

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Chapter 2 : What Lies Under the Truth

It took me hours, maybe even days, to figure out my name and the only reason it took me so long was because my poor baby ears took their time to develop. (However, my vocal chords seemed to have no problem but I digress.)

Tenma.

It meant 'True Heaven'.

I didn't how to respond any other way aside from admiration at how cool my name sounded. Learning I was Asian was just the icing on the cake now that I don't have to worry about people calling me weird for liking 'foreign comics' and 'cartoons'. It's called manga and anime dammit! Learn it you assholes! And it certainly didn't help that I was Hispanic in my past life as that only made me seem weirder.

Along with my name, I learned my parent's name as well which was a pain in the ass to learn, let me tell you. Father's name was Isshin while Mother's name was Masaki. Isshin, for lack of better word, was an idiot. He strangely reminded me of another Isshin who was just as ridiculous as him while Masaki, (Masa-chan or Masa-koi were the given pet names by Father, hence why it was so difficult to learn her name) was a gentle loving woman who to my amusement, seemed really sassy at times towards my father which was hilarious.

I was really hoping I'd inherited Mother's light hair instead of Father's raven hair. I had nothing against it personally but... well... let's just say I had a history of turning my hair into every color of the rainbow.

But enough about my ramblings and instead, let's focus on my current situation.

Isshin was crouched in front of me while I sat contentedly on Masaki's lap as he made some very creepy, or some very amusing, faces. I guess he was trying to make me laugh? I mean, the most I've responded with was a giggle or a grin because they were more stupid and ridiculous looking faces but one had to give the man props. He certainly wasn't shy about his feelings as I took note of him pecking Mother on the lips.

I squealed when Mother started digging her fingers to my sides and started cackling like crazy when Father mimicked said actions towards Mother. I was truly blessed to have been born to a wonderful pair, they were just so... loving and I couldn't help but breathe in their love. It was peace. It was home. And I was free.

I was quite content in basking in this peace for the rest of my life to be honest.

That's not to say there was something wrong with my previous life but I honestly preferred to live at my own pace. It was the reason why my previous mother -and sister - butted heads at times. I was content to go at my pace while Mom wanted me to plan for the future, not wanting me to become like my sister went who off with her boyfriend. It was very stressful time for me.

My parents began talking about something which I listened through one ear. Japanese was not any easy language. It was very complex with all the kanji, katakana, hiragana and frankly, it gives me a headache and a half. It was by a miracle and itself ("Ten-chan!" "...Tenma-chan kawaii no...!") that I learned my name along with my parent's.

And who the hell was poking me?

I blinked up at my Father who innocently grinned at my pouting, because constant poking is not fun when you're subjected to it, before saying something about... Yashinai oya? Godparents? So, wait, are my godparents coming? Better yet I have godparents? As soon as that thought crossed my mind, the answer came through the door, dressed in a striped bucket hat and clogs. Behind him was equivalent of a goddess in human form with dark skin, purple haired tied in a high ponytail and gold cat eyes.

Cue panic attack.

"She is adorable." Yoruichi stated as soon as she got a good look at her goddaughter. With vibrant orange hair that began to curl from its roots and deep amber brown eyes which reminded her of ember, the girl looked like an exact copy of her mother. Even Kisuke agreed, though they both kept silent about how they recognized some Shiba traits here and there. Still, she's a cute kid.

"Y'know, I'm kind of jealous. Makes me want to have kids as cute as her." Urahara grinned at his friend's comment but was immediately shot down by her glare. "What!? It's just an idea!" Yoruichi sniffed. "And it'll stay an idea." Masaki giggled at their banter, taking her daughter into her arms, unaware of her inner turmoil. But in all seriousness, Yoruichi honestly wanted to have at least have a family in the future. In the far, distant, future...

"Can I hold her?" The violet haired woman asked, with a catty grin as she bopped Tenma's nose. She scrunched her nose before letting out a small gurgle, raising a tiny fist to swat the woman's finger. Yoruichi chuckled. Definitely a fighter. "Sure! Here, just hold her like... this!" Masaki eased the child into her friend's arm, watching in amusement alongside Isshin as she cooed at the baby.

"What's her name?" Kisuke leaned over Yoruichi's shoulder, wiggling his finger in front of the baby's face. Tenma in response whimpered at the man's sudden appearance before giggling at the sight of her godmother socking him in the face with her elbow. "Get lost, Kisuke. Knowing you, you'd probably give her nightmares." Kisuke pouted, not that you could tell behind his fan but you get my point.

"I thought the name Tenma would fit." Masaki offered a winning smile as Kisuke pouted. "Take that Kisuke, you owe me 20,000 Yen." Kisuke grumbled something under his breath before paying up. "Wait, you guys made a bet whether our kid would be a boy or a girl?" The former 10th Division Captain questioned, unsure whether to be annoyed or... or... or something. "Isshin! Do honestly think we would bet on something so frivolous~!"

The dark haired Shiba opened his mouth only to close it shut as he thought about it more deeply. "I guess not..." Kisuke grinned behind his fan. "That's why we bet on what names Masaki-san would choose!" Isshin blinked. "Wait a minute... That means they knew what her name would be the whole time! Masa-koi how could you!?" Isshin wept on his wife's lap as she consoled him while hiding her giggles behind her hand. "But I still think 'One Who Protects' would've been better than 'True Heaven'." Tenma hiccuped, drawing the attention of all four adults.

"Well, look on the bright side. Her middle name is Ichigo." Another hiccup and this time a small whimper were produced from the baby. Isshin gave his friend a wry smile to which the bucket hat wearing man returned, only smaller, behind his fan before snapping it shut. "Well, before I ask Yoruichi-san to return my money," the werecat 'hmph'ed in his direction to which he ignored, "Where should I begin? Should I give to you straight or dance around the bush?" The sandy blonde offered, watching in amusement as the couple started a silent conversation with their eyes. His childhood friend raised a brow as she cradled the girl, thinking about what happened in the span of a few days.

If anyone told Yoruichi, former Captain of the 2nd Division of the Gotei 13, Goddess of Flash and former Head of the Omnitsukidou, that she'd be the godmother of anything, especially a Shinigami-Quincy Hybrid, she would've knocked the perpetrator flat either because they've been drinking one too many or because they've been at least a mile radius from the 12th Division. The golden eyed beauty mentally cringed while tightening her grip on the baby, eliciting a soft coo from the her.

Yoruichi would tear Mayuri a new one if he even thought of laying his filthy hands on her goddaughter. She took a deep breath before pulling out her signature smirk as she coddled Tenma. Honestly, not even a month old and she already had this much power of her.

Urahara Kisuke, for that matter, had other ideas. He watched as all the information he revealed sink into his friend's mind while letting himself think back. Yes, there were many, many possibilities to a child with so much power of her caliber. The girl would be powerful if trained correctly. What with the ability to manipulate reishi like the Quincy and her zanpakutou...! Could you imagine the power she could wield? The amount of...

He blinked his murky silver-green eyes at his childhood friend, watching as seemed to unconsciously curl herself around the baby, as if to shield her from in-coming danger. He let a soft smile curl on his lips as his eyes lit up with fondness under his signature bucket hat.

At the end of the day, no matter how much power is stored within that child, she is just a child. Granted, a very powerful child but a child nonetheless. His goddaughter. Kisuke still had trouble believing that he was a godfather. It was just... too much for him to handle. The closest thing he had to family would be Yoruichi and Tessai. And then came the Vizords. And then these two. And now Ichigo. He let a mirthful laughter escape him, earning the attention of everyone in the house.

"Ne ne Masaki-san, may I hold Ichi-chan~?" Yoruichi twitched. "We just went through this. She is Ten-chan." Kisuke grinned, his fan flying open as he pressed his hat down to conceal his face. "True... but Ichi-chan will a~lways be Ichi-chan for me." Silence.

Masaki burst into a fit of giggles as Isshin grinned while Yoruichi grumbled something under her breath before smirking herself. "See that Ten-chan, your godfather is stupid." Kisuke pouted for the umpteenth time. "Don't listen to your godmother Ichi-chan, she's just je~alous she's not as smart as me."

"Are you calling me stupid?"

"See that? She's also very moody so make sure not to take after her, 'kay~?"

"And let her take after you? Fat chance."

"We could always let her take after me." Isshin piped in with a grin of his own. They stared.

"No." The three chorused.

"I'm sorry Isshi-koi, but I'd rather have Ten-chan take after Ryuu-chan than you. You understand, don't you?"

"Masa~chan!"

There's a time to panic and a time to remain calm no matter what the situation.

I was desperately holding in the former while trying to maintain the latter. I'm no Urahara Kisuke or Aizen Sousuke but it doesn't take the Hougyoku for me to figure out what in the flying fuck was happening!? Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod! Sometimes, I really hated my brain because as I processed everything that happened to me in thay day, it all came down to one conclusion : I was Kurosaki Ichigo.

But I was not Kurosaki Ichigo.

Because Kurosaki Ichigo is a guy and I was a girl.

Thus, I was Kurosaki Tenma.

Kurosaki Tenma who was expected to be like Kurosaki Ichigo.

As soon as I realized what I was thinking, anger began to bubble underneath my skin and if I could, I'd curse everything and everyone in all three languages. It was unacceptable.

I am not ashamed to admit that I made a racket that night because I had no doubt that I'd be haunted by nightmares of the future. If I had to suffer through it, then everyone else will too.

Tada! Told'ya I'd update before the end of the month! Now, to answer your questions :

NarutoFan2018 : Yes, there will be more characters genderbended. You guys will certainly get your fair share of shits and giggles that's for sure. Pairings? Maybe in the far distant future, I haven't decided yet but don't worry, there will be some. They just won't be some time as I want her - Tenma - to develop a little more character regarding her situation. So for now, SHIP TO YOUR HEART'S CONTENT!

Timberwolf Silver : Yeah, Tenma has her fair share of knowledge of the BLEACH universe but I'm not going to be specific because being mysterious and all is fun~!... Damn, now I know why Gin and Kisuke like doing it so much... As for Zanpakuto? Just wait and see, can you do that for me?

Littlebirdd : ... That's a tough one. Masaki could've saved herself had Ywach - Juha Bach? Yuwach? Heck if I know! - not sucked her dry of her powers so it's a mystery but it's no spoiler that Tenma won't fall for the Grand Fisher's lure... I think? And besides I think it was Aizen who said that if you change the smallest of things, who knows what kind of catastrophe could result in the future? Fucking butterfly effect is a bitch.

Welp, that's it for this chapter and remember to ask away if you have any questions. Remember to review whether you're a guest or an author on the way out!