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Bleach does not belong to Mouchies, because if it did, Soifon would kill Momo in a very gory and disturbing manner.
This one's in Rukia's POV. Again, everyone may or may not be entirely OOC.
Masaru and I had decided not to bother the Kurosakis and were currently sitting on a cliff somewhere chatting.
"Aww, admit it Rukia-chan, you like him!" Masaru was saying, winking and nudging me.
I blushed, embarrassed. "He's an idiot," I resisted, knowing Masaru wouldn't stop until she got the honest truth out of me.
"A pretty darn awesome idiot! He saved the soul society and you! Not only that, but he's really hot, even if he looks like a buttface!"
"He has a girlfriend," I muttered back, knowing what she would say.
"Well, Chibi-suke's with Hinamori-fukutaichou, and that hasn't stopped me! Besides," She continued, winking yet again, "I have a plan!"
Oh, god. Not a plan.
"There's a lot of empty spaces in the Gotei 13 right now, right?" Masaru continued, "So I figure if we can get into two of those spaces, there'll be no way they can turn us down!"
I just looked at her. "Yeah, right. For one, Nii-sama would never let me even try to get into one of those ranks. You know that. And two, you're way too lazy for anyone to even consider you as a seated officer."
"Well then, how did Kyouraku-taichou end up a captain?"
I sighed, "Fine, but you still don't have the right skills to pass the test for graduating, let alone for becoming an officer."
Masaru looked at me as if I wasn't getting something. "Then I'll just get myself recommended."
I smiled, this conversation was getting pretty interesting. "Who in their right mind would recommend you?"
Masaru thought a little bit. "Ukitake-san's getting pretty weak, and he's definitely in need of a fukutaichou. If he recommended me for the position, I'd probably at least get the support of the other fukutaichous, since I'm kinda well known and-"
"Are you crazy?" I cut in, "There's no way you could get recommended for such a position! Just the idea of being a seated officer is insane, and you want to be a fukutaichou?"
"Chibi-suke won't be impressed by anything less!"
Masaru had a point. She could be very smart when she put her head into things, and if this plan of hers worked... well...
I thought about Ichigo. He loved Orihime so much, he'd go into the depths of Hueco Mundo to help her. He was so in love with her that he hardly ever noticed me.
I want him to be that in love with me. But how could I ever get his attention? How could I make him love me?
Masaru's plan was beginning to make sense. If I could do something so outrageous as become a fukutaichou, would Ichigo notice me? Would it be enough to make him mine?
Masaru was grinning. That was a look I knew all too well.
Maybe it's time to do something outrageous for a change.
"I'm in," I finally replied, looking at Masaru, "But we need to change Niisama's mind about me first."
"Alrighty," Masaru cried happily, "I'm so glad Rukia-chan's on board!"
"But how are you going to make Ukitake-taichou recommend you in the first place?"
Masaru paused. "I hadn't thought of that."
"Clearly," I laughed.
"Well, we already get along really well, don't we? The entire thirteenth squad likes me a lot. They all know I love Earth and would do anything to protect it."
"That's not exactly enough to get them to recommend you."
"I'm pretty strong, too, and my zanpakutou and I already have a great relationship."
"That's still not going to get you much higher than fifteenth seat, at most."
"Maybe I should learn Bankai," Masaru wondered aloud, not listening.
"Uuh, no. That's a captain-level ability, and trying to become fukutaichou is enough."
"Then what would you suggest?"
I considered her question. "If you helped to save the Soul Society from an evil maniac who was creating extremely dangerous hollows, that would probably help."
"But Ichigo's already done that! If I'm going to save the Soul Society from something, I want it to be something original! Besides, that's another thing that requires captain-level power, which is something that I definitely don't have."
"Well," I said, shrugging, "I don't know what to say. Anyway, can I see your shikai? You still haven't shown me."
"Oh, right!" Masaru jumped up, realizing what I'd said was true. We were already in shinigami form, of course(How else would we have gotten so far from Ichigo's house with no effort at all?), so I could already see that she had two swords instead of one.
Drawing her swords out of their sheaths, I saw that one was pure black, the other pure white. The black one was slightly longer and heavier-looking than the white one, carried in her right hand, while the white one was daintier and shorter, held in her left.
"They're pretty unusual, even for double swords," Masaru explained, holding them out for me to see, "Because they have entirely different appearances and abilities."
To summon shikai, she called out, "Count down to death, Hime Hana-Tora!"
The white sword began to lengthen, grow slowly slimmer, rounder, pointier, until the end was incredibly sharp, even deadly, the sword resembling a skewer more than it did a sword.
The black sword was growing shorter, blunter at the tip with a jagged edge, denser and denser, proving to become deadly not only at the hand of the sawlike edge but also at the blunt, squarish tip, which would knock anyone out with a good whack.
"This is Hime Hana," Masaru continued, holding up the white sword, "And the other's Hime Tora."
"Show me what they can do."
Masaru grinned. "Gladly." Pointing Hime Hana at a large rock sitting a few feet away, she called, "Ichi," and Hime Hana released a sudden burst of something white and shiny, resulting in the rock being encrusted in ice. The recoil from firing had made Masaru stagger a little, but she held up fine.
Pointing Hime Tora at a tree a little farther away, she called, "Ni," and Hime Tora released a fireball at the target. The tree had a hole burned clean through the middle, and it slowly fell. Just as with Hime Hana, the recoil made her flinch just a little.
Pointing both swords at another tree, she called the final word, "San," and with a brilliant burst, the tree was eradicated, shards of ice and burn marks surrounding where it once stood. Masaru had been knocked to the ground by the blast, but the swords had done their jobs. The tree was no more.
"Are you sure that's just shikai?" I exclaimed, thinking that was pretty good for a student.
Masaru said nothing while getting up and walking up to another tree. Using both zanpakutou to make two parallel lines down the trunk, we watched as the area around the left one became encrusted with ice while the area around the right one began to slowly burn away. Strangely serious, she turned to me and said, "They're really powerful. I don't know why someone like me has such amazing swords, but I think it's meant to be."
Walking to the edge of the cliff, she remarked, "Somehow, I have to become a seated officer. I'm not trying to be cocky or anything, but I know I can do it." Turning to me, she continued, "But not without the help of you and these zanpakutou."
"You know, it really annoys me when you talk all melodramatic like that," I told her.
She smirked and replied, "That's why I do it."
The next morning, we were back at Ichigo's house, sleeping in his closet(since I'd allowed Masaru to sleep on the bottom where there's more room, I'd been forced to squeeze in among the junk on the top shelf), when the door suddenly slid noisily open.
Grabbing the still-sleeping Masaru while I slowly awoke, Soifon looked sternly at me while tucking her limp sister under her arm. "Are you satisfied with having seen her overnight?" Soifon asked me, evidently caring more about my opinion than Masaru's.
I nodded groggily and half-fell, half-jumped down from the shelf. Noticing Renji standing behind Soifon, I was immediately awake. "Renji, what're you doing here?" I wondered aloud.
"Yes, Renji," Soifon cut in, "What are you doing here? If I recall correctly, I insisted I didn't need your help, but you followed me here anyway!"
Renji blushed slightly, and stuttered a bit before finally saying, "Well, I figured Masaru wouldn't come quietly, so you'd probably need help-"
"And you think I'm not strong enough to handle my fifteen-year-old sister?"
As Renji continued to make a fool of himself, I figured out what he was here for. After I'd blatantly rejected him after finally realizing his feelings for me, he'd quickly turned his gaze to Masaru for some reason or another. Honestly, I don't know what the heck he was thinking, but love doesn't have to make sense.
As the argument between Soifon and Renji came to a close, Ichigo and Masaru began to stir. Masaru was instantly awake once she noticed she was in someone else's grip, and without thinking, chomped down on Soifon's arm.
"Agh!" Soifon shouted indignantly, dropping her troublesome sibling.
"You'll never ta- oh, it's you, Neechan," Masaru retorted.
"Get out of my room," Ichigo mumbled blearily, "It's too early to be shouting..."
"Where's Chibi-suke?" Masaru asked, looking right through Renji, to his dismay.
"I'm here instead, Masaru!" Renji exclaimed, clearly hoping it would make Masaru care. Unfortunately for him, it didn't.
After an unintelligible threat from Ichigo and Masaru 'accidentally' punching Renji in the face several times without even noticing, Soifon decided it was time to leave.
Masaru unhappily said goodbye to me and stomped on Ichigo's face to wake him up. Giving me the 35th 'final' hug, she finally went quietly with Soifon and Renji.
None of us realized what kind of terror was awaiting her in Soul Society.
Ooh, foreshadowing! As always, you will be given a virtual plushie of your choice if you review! Constructive criticism is what I'd most prefer, but you can flame as much as you please. You'll still get a plushie either way XD I'm really that desperate!
