I'm in a creative mood, so here's chapter 4 sooner than expected. I hope you like it!
Also, I had one person say they don't want pairings, and one person said they wanted more Ichigo/Rukia stuff... I'll most likely keep it non-romancy, though. I suck at lovey-dovey stories...
On with the story!
Rukia had led an interesting life. Born and raised on the streets, adopted by one of Soul Society's most prestigous families, bred to be the highest quality of Soul Reaper, her life had been perfect. Then she met Ichigo. She lost her powers, was forced to live with her idiot of a Substitute, and the Soul Society was constantly breathing down her neck. And now she was running errands for Mr. Kurasaki with a guy named H who could see Soul Reapers. She felt like a character in one of those wierd comics she liked so much...
"So... Miss Kurasaki..." H broke the silence as they walked down the sidewalk towards the store. They still had about 15 minutes, and it wasn't that far, so they were taking their time. "Or should I just say Rukia?" She didn't didn't responde. "How did it happen?" Rukia raised an eyebrow. "You know... Ichigo becoming your Substitute?"
"Long story," Rukia sighed. "And none of your business."
"Alright," H smiled, "I won't press the subject."
"What are you?" Rukia suddenly blurted out.
"Eh?" H raised an eyebrow. "What am I?"
"You aren't a Soul Reaper," Rukia pointed out, "So what are you then?"
"Long story," H smiled slyly. "And none of your business."
Rukia glared at him. "Alright then, what is it that you do?"
"Odd jobs," H put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the clouds. The sun was setting, and the sky was painted in a myriad of hues of orange and shades of red. "This and that."
"How do you know so much about Soul Reapers?" Rukia asked.
"This and that sometimes includes killing things," H replied.
"Killing things?" Rukia paused. "Soul Reapers?!"
"No!" H shook his head and smiled, "Hollows!"
"You've killed Hollows?" Rukia was quite curious about this guy now.
"A few..." H shrugged, "But I prefer to kill other monsters?"
"Other monsters?" Rukia didn't know what he was talking about.
"Zombies!" H's eyes flashed with excitement. "Vampires! Demons!" Rukia paled slightly. She'd read mangas about those things... "I'm kidding..."
"Oh..." Rukia exhaled the breath she had been absent-mindedly holding.
"About the demons, at least..." H muttered under his breath. He then took the map out of his pocket. "We've got about 2 blocks to go, and then-"
Beedily-Beep. Beedily-Beep. Beedily-Beep.
H looked over his shoulder at Rukia. "Wassat?" Rukia was already checking her "cell phone" to see what the target was. Her expression changed to one of terror. "What's wrong?"
"RUN!" Rukia started to sprint.
"What?!" H stared at her like she was crazy, and then started to chase after her. "Why?!"
"We've got thirty seconds to get away from here!" Rukia yelled over her shoulder. "A Hollow is coming!" H picked up the pace.
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Rukia and H hadn't stopped running until they were several blocks away. They had run past the store, and most likely wouldn't be able to get back to it in time. The sun had already set, and the day was giving way to the night. "Well..." Rukia panted as she leaned against a concrete wall, "I think we lost it."
Beedily-Beep. Beedily-Beep.
"Don't tell me..." H grimaced in frustration.
"Twelve seconds?!" Rukia looked at the message. "IT'S CHASING US!" H had already started runnining. "WAIT FOR ME!" H suddenly stopped. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Rukia ran past him, only to stop herself. "Oh no..."
Standing in the center of the street in front of them was the Hollow. It looked much like a praying mantis, but with a Hollow's mask. "Soooo..." it crooned in a raspy voice, "You're the two spirits I've been sensing?"
"Rukia..." H whispered, "When I count to three... run..."
"Huh?" Rukia looked at H, then at the Hollow, and then back at H. H was slowly reaching his right hand into his suit.
"One..." H whispered. "Two..." A small clicking noise was heard.
"What are you doing?" the Hollow titled its head back and forth.
"THREE!" H pulled his hand out of his suti and threw whatever he was holding. Rukia watched as a small green sphere flew through the air, hit the ground, and rolled up under the Hollow. "RUN, RUKIA!" H screamed as he took off running.
Rukia did as he said. As she ran, shook looked over her shoulder at the Hollow. It roared, and dove forward at them. The monster made it about four feet before the small green object exploded, violently shredding the Hollow into pieces. "WOAH! WHAT WAS THAT?!"
"A grenade!" H yelled as he ran. "We've got three minutes before the Hollow regenerates!"
"Do you have any more Greenads?" Rukia mispronounced the name.
"Grenades, and no," H frowned. After they had been running for about five minutes, they slowed down and paused to catch their breath. By now, it was pitch black. The only light they had were the street lights. "I think..." H gasped, "We lost it..."
"I hope..." Rukia panted, "You're right..." Rukia suddenly narrowed her eyes. "Do you have a Spirit Form?"
"A what?" H raised an eyebrow.
"A Spirit Form," Rukia frowned. 'This guy is an idiot... He hunts Hollows, sees Soul Reapers, but doesn't know about Spirit Form?' she thought. "The form in which you fight Hollows."
"I guess so so," H shrugged. "Why?"
WHAM!!!!
Rukia's hand slammed into H's throat. She had intented to use her Soul Reaper glove to knock his Spirit Form out of his body. Instead, all she accomplished was choke-slamming the poor guy to the ground. "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!?" H screamed from the ground as he began to cough uncontrollably.
"You said you had a Spirit Form!" Rukia took her hand off his throat. "I tried to release it from your body!"
"I'm already in Spirit Form!" he snarled. "It is my only form!"
"Oh. Sorry about that, then..." she apologized. "But wait... You were in that body armor and stuff earlier, and now you're in a suit!"
H stared at her for a few seconds. "Um..." H ripped off his jacket and tie, revealing a bullet proof vest and a black uniform. "Ta-da?"
'How's he not burning up under all that clothing?' Rukia sweatdropped.
"I just changed into the suit on the bus..." H shrugged.
"But... Ichigo's family can see you!" Rukia was confused. Vastly.
"The suit lets normal people see me," H grinned, holding up the suit jacket. "Quite an interesting invention... I ordered it from the Soul Society with all the money I got for killing Hollows."
'Sounds like something Urahara would make...' Rukia thought to herself. Then it hit her. "URAHARA!" she exclaimed.
"Bless you?" H took a step back.
"No, he owns a store! A store for Soul Reapers! Come one!" Rukia started to run. "It's three blocks from here!"
"Rukia, it's the middle of the night!" H started to follow her.
"He'll help us! I'm his best (and only) customer!" she grinned.
------------------------------------------------OMAKE------------------------------------------------------------Agent HUNK: Agent HUNK here! Yeah, I made an omake, just like in the anime, only a bit longer! I'll have them after every 3rd chapter for comic relief.
Ichigo: But this is the 4th chapter!
Agent HUNK: SHUT UP! ((dropkicks Ichigo)) I forgot to write one for the last chapter!
Ichigo: It's not my fault you're a loser writer! ((tackles Agent HUNK)).
Rukia: ((watches them wrestle)) Idiots...
Urahara: ((pops up)) Hi folks! I finally show up in the next chapter. I'm sure you've all been dying to see your favorite character...
Ichigo: Somebody's got an ego...
Agent HUNK: Well, he's my favorite character at least...
Isshin: ((pops up)) YOU CALL THIS AN OMAKE! ((punches Ichigo and Agent HUNK))
Ichigo: ((goes flying)) WHAT DID I DO?!
Isshin: Omake's should be funny, and have skits and stuff. Like a dancing Hollow!
((In the background, a Menos Grande can be seen tap dancing.))
Isshin: Yeah, like that!
Agent HUNK: Why? Why did I write an Omake? Why?
Rukia: Because you're an idiot?
Agent HUNK: Yeah, that sounds about right...
Omake. Yay or nay? As for the story itself, I hope you're all enjoying it! Feel free to make suggestions!