Rukia had patiently sat as still and soundless as a stone in the cupboard till Ichigo finally cried himself to sleep.
Rukia snuck out and sat on the roof, considering the fact of following her duties of warning soul society like she was supposed to, or to keep it privet for her friend's sack.
It really ate her up inside that despite being lieutenant who most would believe would stay with her captain for paper work, no. She had a special mission, and one only she could do.
Rukia's mission was to observe Ichigo Kurosaki because of his abnormally high spiritual power.
It wasn't his fault, even though Renji, Byakuya and herself weren't affected after going to the royal palace, besides becoming stronger.
But Ichigo on the other hand had become on the borderline of never being able to return to the world of the living. Those who actually went could sense it while everyone else relied on devices to make their mind for them.
Renji and Byakuya were held up in soul society, but as Rukia was the only one with Ichigo she could sense
"Good evening Rukia! Lovely night, do you recon!?" Urahara cheerfully greeted.
"Ah! Yer" she replied before casting her gaze down.
"So what do you think so far of Ichigo's older twin?" he smirked.
Rukia's head raised in a flash and stared at him wide eyed.
"H-how do you know about, about Ichigo's t-twin?!" she shuddered her words for the hat wearing man before her.
"Atsushi and I have known each other since there birth. Must be hard to get your head around" he laughed , in an instant his eyes darkened and faced directly to the raven haired lieutenant.
"Of course the soul society doesn't need to know of Atsushi and the other's. Don't you agree, Rukia!" when saying her name his tone dropped to that of one word and he would slit her throat.
What could the poor girl do but only nod her head silently.
"Great! Nice that we can still get along!" he cheerfully and clown like chirped.
"Um, you know about, about Ichigo going to the royal palace and getting an unusual new power? Right?" she mumbled.
"You already know, that 'new' power isn't actually his but Atsushi's, and it isn't 'new'. The seal on him dissolved, so now his true form is realised" Urahara warned in a monotone voice.
"His true form!?"
"Yashin are extremely powerful demons, even I can't go head to head with him in his true state, and even with the seal. I'd still have been killed. But we were on good terms so he never tried nor wanted to."
"So why does he still exsist? Why hasn't soul society done!"
"Because we CAN'T do anything. This isn't even a war worth fighting for. There over 2000 races of demons, and the amount of demons within each race match that of the human race. We are in no position to start a war, besides."
Urahara took a breather.
"There is a law that demons and monsters are forbidden to harm humans, regardless of how powerful or tempting they are. But the minuet a human tries to kill a demon, they are entitled to kill that human."
"BUT THAT DEMON THAT ATTACKED ICHIGO!"
"Was killed by Atsushi. When a demon breaks the law, they will be executed. I know all this because of Atsushi, so there is no reason to panic. Atsushi may be brutal but he has a heart, he won't let his younger brother suffer because his friend was killed by a demon!"
The shady joker whose thoughts are always unreadable and cunning as a Kitsune left into the darkness of the night.
The breath Rukia held finally escaped, 'guess the decision of reporting or not was made up for me!' she though.
"My lord!" Akemi yelled and glomping her king's waist.
"Shi~~~~! Don't do that! You'll scare the crap outta me! And stop calling me 'my lord' I have a name so use it!" he growled and picking her up by the back of her top.
A sly grin graced her face, "Sorry Atsushi-sama! Dinners ready!" she warned.
The bleach white face if at all possible turned into a sickly white as he flinched.
"I'm not hungry!" he warned taking a step back, the big breasted Yashin only took a step closer to her king; eyes gleaming with an unreadable expression that one would never wish to witness.
If one thought that Rangiku's and Orihime's creations (of death) in the kitchen was bad.
Just wait till they met Akemi's and her master piece of, you'll suffer 100 deaths with one mouth full attempt of 'food' (there is no word that could explain what it is, so what it was in an extreme failed attempt of what it was meant to be).
The white female held firmly onto her king and dragged him,
"YOU TRYING TO KILL US WITH THAT SORRY EXCUSE OF FOOD WOMEN?" he roared as he was still dragged out.
Let's just say he won't be leaving the bathroom anytime soon ok?
I lone figure drunkenly walked through the streets, the small clinic belonging to the great x-shinigami captain Isshin. As the beating sun high in the centre of the sky mocking everyone worsened the pain of the poor soul.
The doors of said clinic slammed open, the figure shivering as the handsome face had become green riddled of illness.
"Welcome to the clinic, is there!" Ichigo froze to see the bent over figure facing the ground with a slim hand covering his mouth.
Rukia and Orihime who was occupying the living room entered the room to peek at Ichigo whose voice peaked their curiosity.
"A-ATSUSHI!" he yelled racing to his brother and placing his hand gently on his clothed back.
"What's wrong!?" the orangette panicked seeing his twin so green.
"Akemi"
"ha?"
"Akemi! She's trying to kill us all with her excuse for cooking!" he roared before leaning on his brother as he felt weak.
Being the kind brother Ichigo has always been, settled him down on a client bed.
"Give me something now!"
"Like what?!"
"Something to make me through up all this shit that was crammed down my throat!" he yelled.
Ichigo did so and passed his brother a bucket as he immediately throw up his guts.
"Whose Akemi?" Ichigo asked when his brother was finally done throwing up his guts, feeling light headily.
Orihime had rushed in as Rukia hesitantly approached.
"Orihime's inner hollow"
"You mean her twin? Right!" Ichigo scrolled.
Atsushi feebly sat up, staring his brother in the eyes.
"What makes!"
"Don't give me that crap! Dad explained what you left out! You fucking bastard! HOW COULD YOU WIPE OUR MEMORY OF YOU!" Ichigo roared.
"Look calm down!"
"NO! How can I calm down when my older brother who wipe my memory of him, suddenly turn up sick and being lying to me! Hell you made me fear you so much of 'taking over me' then you go and do things like this!"
Orihime about to say something till Rukia indicated for her silence.
"LOOK YOU MORON! I COULDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT, IF I DIDN'T WIPE YOUR MEMORY YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN KILLED ALONG WITH YUZU AND KARIN! And stop yelling, I just managed to escape certain death and realised from that torture!" he yelled before it faded to a hiss.
"What do you mean certain death?" Orihime blurted.
Atsushi and Ichigo turned to face both of the females in the room wide eyed.
"When did you get here!?" Ichigo yelled pointing a figure at them.
"Since you let your brother in" Rukia replied calmly, yet sadness filled her eyes.
"You know Orihime! Raw meat, curry, watermelon, garlic and seven different breakfast cereals don't make a healthy nor edible breakfast!" he warned blankly.
"Who the hell made you eat that?!" Ichigo almost yelled turning his upper body to his white copy.
"What's wrong with my cereal?!" a white Orihime pouted which caused the Yashin male to flinch and almost wanting to hurl again.
"A- White me?!" Orihime asked.
"There's your answer Ichigo, this is Akemi the quote, unquote cook" he shivered.
"Hello Orihime, nice to actually meet you. I'm Akemi a Yashin."
"Yashi?"
"Well, this is going to be a long talk!" the cheerful bastard by the name of Isshin cheered.
*After a long explanation*
"So you cook as well?" Orihime asked innocently, happily excepting her demon relative.
Atsushi went green as Akemi cheerily smiled.
"Of course I do!" she chirped excitedly.
"Ah! You must come over and let me try your cooking!" she smiled.
"Have you tried wasabi, strawberries, pasta, onion and chilli warp before? It's delicious!"
Rukia, Ichigo and Isshin all paled at the disastrous combo to make and unthinkable meal.
"NO! I must try! Ah come over to my place so you can teach me how to cook that!" Orihime requested.
"Their stomach must be made of steel or something!" all the victims of overhearing the 'delightful' menu thought.
"When will you be able to open the gate to the soul society?"
"One week before we can open it, my lord!"
"Perfect, soon we will have a feast of ten centuries!"
Author's Notes:
Hahahaha cliff hanger! Sorry it took so long~~~~~~~*ten minutes later* to post and write this chapter. I will try my best to speed up my pace to which I write my stories.
