Okay, so this is going to be a hopefully, longer and better chapter! I'm hyped up! So thanks to LordGale119 for getting rid of my writers block, and to XxSunBunxX for being my first review [which gave me a hyper confidence boost], and also, to Crimson Tsukiyomi, whose stories gave me enough motivation to get off my sorry arse and start an account to write. So, here it goes, chapter three. hope you like it, and even if you don't please review anyway! Thanks to all you who've even just looked at my profile,
Natsu-Tan;P "Go Away! I hate you, You, you, you dog-eared cow!!!" The young teenager in the Eightieth District of Rukongai shouted at her ex-boyfriend, and threw a vase made of glass at him.
"Wait, Genn-" The vase hit him square in the eye, causinng, not only an explosion of water, but quite a commotion of people to gather round. The boy rose, spluttering, and began to fight with the girl. Natsumi Takanayo walked past, turning her head to shout for quiet, receiving a few mutinous looks, not to mention the theives who were eyeing her beautiful zanpakuto. The latter, however, were usually warded off by her reputation of knowing how to use said zanpakuto. And when they weren't.......Well...... It usually didn't end happily.
"Another day's hard work is finished." Yoruichi Shihoin leant back in her chair, a fish skeleton hanging tail-end-out from her mouth.
"Work?"Rei Tsubame snorted doubtfully,"You haven't done any work! And besides, it's only Seven O' Clock in the morning."
"So? I can be tired, and that can count as work!" Yoruichi slurred through her fish. "Anyways, are you doing any work?"
"OF COURSE! I'M DOING ALL YOUR PAPERWORK!!!!!!!!" The explosion of shouting from Second Division woke up everyone from the adjacent Fifth Division, to Third and Fourth Divisions, who were across the center road. The Taichous and FukuTaichous of said Companies were probably used to this, but the Captain of Fifth Division was especially irked for a very different reason.
"Aizen, Sosuke, Assistant Captain of the Blue Birdies. Yoohoo. HEY!" Aizen was so deep in sleep that even this last shout didn't receive a twitch."HEYYYYY!" This time it failed, too, resulting in an exasperated sigh from Shinji Hirako, and a mental note to push him off a building at the next opportunity. "I know what'll work." Temari, Seventh Seat of Ninth Division was standing in the doorway. Her short, sandy hair was pulled back into a messy knot in the back of her head. Her hands were holding.
"WAGGHHH!" A bucket of water, which, rather unceremoniously, she dumped over Aizen's tangle-haired head.
"Wow. I need to learn how to do that." Shinji's raised eyebrows were a rare occurrence, but, Dammit, this girl had guts for a Seventh Seat! "Tell me, where'd you get such cold water anyway? Will you show me?"
"No problem." She said, putting down the bucket,"Rei and I take turns with Yoruichi-Taichou."
Natsumi's feet trudged slowly down the hard, dirt-packed road. the surrounding forest land was beautifully misleading. Even a skilled swordsman such as herself was taking a risk, should they decide to take this was well known to be the worst road in the entire Rukongai, not to mention in the worst district, but Natsumi only had one last day of freedom, and this was in fact the fastest road to where she wanted to go before becoming an official Shinigami. As she passed an oddly-shaped tree, she heard a rustle. This caused her to imperceptibly tense, and reach for her zanpakuto. She heard a twig crack to her left. She immediately began a few shun-po towards her destination, knowing that this wasn't any fight she could win.
"Gosh, that girl sure was superstitious." Temari said, water in the buckets sloshing over the sides."Was she that afraid of us?" Natsumi kept up her Shun-Po until she reached a tall mountain path. The path wove and twisted above Rukongai, so it was often the center of many superstitions, such as 'The Shinigami Of The Kokoro', Once long ago, There was a young Konpaku in the most dangerous District of Rukongai, The Eightieth. He decided to live as a Shinigami, so he took up the blade of a zanpakuto and honed his skills until he became a seated officer. As he rose through the ranks, it is said that he met a young woman, a Third Seat, who became friends with the young man. It is a rumor, that He rose to be her captain, and she to his Assistant , it is also said, that when he told her he loved her, she rejected him, on the mountain path where they first met, and that this drove him to commit an elaborate suicide, where he went and in the process of saving His Assistant Captain, on the very same mountain trail, He died, leaving behind only his Captain's Haori and Zanpakuto.
"I'm back...." Natsumi had reached a clearing. On the edge of a cliff. By the very edge there were several gravestones, One of which was very clean, and newer than the rest. They were all handmade, and very rough, but all were marked in some way.
"I'm sorry for not visiting you sooner, but........" Natsumi knelt by a small plum tree, At the base of it's trunk was a grave carved carefully into the wood. At the very base of the blossoming tree was a folded Shihakusho, and as Natsumi reached into her own Shihakusho, She pulled out a single candle, and unfolded the Shihakusho, revealing a Captain's Haori. She tied the two garments securely above the carving, and around the small tree. She then muttered a Kido spell and lit the candle, placing it directly beneath the tree, and in front of the carving.
"Oh, What a mess I've gotten myself into now. I know what you would say if you were here now, but, I, I....I hate Shinigami. I, I, it's their fault that this happened to you, and... I miss you. But, this was the life you had wanted for me, and, I trusted you, and I always will, so I will proceed. I'm grateful really, I am. So, I might not be here so much anymore."Natsumi stood up and took a few blossom-covered branches from the tree.
"Thank you, and Goodbye...................... Nii-San." And so Natsumi walked away into the Mid-Winter Sunrise, bearing the gift of HakuBaiko.
Natsu-Tan;P "Go Away! I hate you, You, you, you dog-eared cow!!!" The young teenager in the Eightieth District of Rukongai shouted at her ex-boyfriend, and threw a vase made of glass at him.
"Wait, Genn-" The vase hit him square in the eye, causinng, not only an explosion of water, but quite a commotion of people to gather round. The boy rose, spluttering, and began to fight with the girl. Natsumi Takanayo walked past, turning her head to shout for quiet, receiving a few mutinous looks, not to mention the theives who were eyeing her beautiful zanpakuto. The latter, however, were usually warded off by her reputation of knowing how to use said zanpakuto. And when they weren't.......Well...... It usually didn't end happily.
"Another day's hard work is finished." Yoruichi Shihoin leant back in her chair, a fish skeleton hanging tail-end-out from her mouth.
"Work?"Rei Tsubame snorted doubtfully,"You haven't done any work! And besides, it's only Seven O' Clock in the morning."
"So? I can be tired, and that can count as work!" Yoruichi slurred through her fish. "Anyways, are you doing any work?"
"OF COURSE! I'M DOING ALL YOUR PAPERWORK!!!!!!!!" The explosion of shouting from Second Division woke up everyone from the adjacent Fifth Division, to Third and Fourth Divisions, who were across the center road. The Taichous and FukuTaichous of said Companies were probably used to this, but the Captain of Fifth Division was especially irked for a very different reason.
"Aizen, Sosuke, Assistant Captain of the Blue Birdies. Yoohoo. HEY!" Aizen was so deep in sleep that even this last shout didn't receive a twitch."HEYYYYY!" This time it failed, too, resulting in an exasperated sigh from Shinji Hirako, and a mental note to push him off a building at the next opportunity. "I know what'll work." Temari, Seventh Seat of Ninth Division was standing in the doorway. Her short, sandy hair was pulled back into a messy knot in the back of her head. Her hands were holding.
"WAGGHHH!" A bucket of water, which, rather unceremoniously, she dumped over Aizen's tangle-haired head.
"Wow. I need to learn how to do that." Shinji's raised eyebrows were a rare occurrence, but, Dammit, this girl had guts for a Seventh Seat! "Tell me, where'd you get such cold water anyway? Will you show me?"
"No problem." She said, putting down the bucket,"Rei and I take turns with Yoruichi-Taichou."
Natsumi's feet trudged slowly down the hard, dirt-packed road. the surrounding forest land was beautifully misleading. Even a skilled swordsman such as herself was taking a risk, should they decide to take this was well known to be the worst road in the entire Rukongai, not to mention in the worst district, but Natsumi only had one last day of freedom, and this was in fact the fastest road to where she wanted to go before becoming an official Shinigami. As she passed an oddly-shaped tree, she heard a rustle. This caused her to imperceptibly tense, and reach for her zanpakuto. She heard a twig crack to her left. She immediately began a few shun-po towards her destination, knowing that this wasn't any fight she could win.
"Gosh, that girl sure was superstitious." Temari said, water in the buckets sloshing over the sides."Was she that afraid of us?" Natsumi kept up her Shun-Po until she reached a tall mountain path. The path wove and twisted above Rukongai, so it was often the center of many superstitions, such as 'The Shinigami Of The Kokoro', Once long ago, There was a young Konpaku in the most dangerous District of Rukongai, The Eightieth. He decided to live as a Shinigami, so he took up the blade of a zanpakuto and honed his skills until he became a seated officer. As he rose through the ranks, it is said that he met a young woman, a Third Seat, who became friends with the young man. It is a rumor, that He rose to be her captain, and she to his Assistant , it is also said, that when he told her he loved her, she rejected him, on the mountain path where they first met, and that this drove him to commit an elaborate suicide, where he went and in the process of saving His Assistant Captain, on the very same mountain trail, He died, leaving behind only his Captain's Haori and Zanpakuto.
"I'm back...." Natsumi had reached a clearing. On the edge of a cliff. By the very edge there were several gravestones, One of which was very clean, and newer than the rest. They were all handmade, and very rough, but all were marked in some way.
"I'm sorry for not visiting you sooner, but........" Natsumi knelt by a small plum tree, At the base of it's trunk was a grave carved carefully into the wood. At the very base of the blossoming tree was a folded Shihakusho, and as Natsumi reached into her own Shihakusho, She pulled out a single candle, and unfolded the Shihakusho, revealing a Captain's Haori. She tied the two garments securely above the carving, and around the small tree. She then muttered a Kido spell and lit the candle, placing it directly beneath the tree, and in front of the carving.
"Oh, What a mess I've gotten myself into now. I know what you would say if you were here now, but, I, I....I hate Shinigami. I, I, it's their fault that this happened to you, and... I miss you. But, this was the life you had wanted for me, and, I trusted you, and I always will, so I will proceed. I'm grateful really, I am. So, I might not be here so much anymore."Natsumi stood up and took a few blossom-covered branches from the tree.
"Thank you, and Goodbye...................... Nii-San." And so Natsumi walked away into the Mid-Winter Sunrise, bearing the gift of HakuBaiko.
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
HakuBaiko:The scent of white Plum Blossoms Shihakusho: The Shinigamis' Uniforms Taichou: Captain FukuTaichou: Assistant Captain Kokoro: Heart Haori: An overcoat to distinguish Captains from other Shinigami, usually with their Division Insignia on the back.
Rukongai: The poorer and freer part of the Seireitei, divided into Eighty disticts Eightieth District: The most dangerous District.
Nii-San: Older Brother Kido: A spell that the Shinigami use, usually preluded by a chant, or command Thank you for reading, Please Review!
Thank you, I'm reaaally sorry for the slow update, and I'm working on length, sooo.
Thanks,
Natsu-Tan;P
