-1At the Academy.
He was wrong. So very wrong. He was told to change out of his normal clothing, and put on the freaking blue uniform on. It was awkward as the old lady, or Granny as she demanded all to call her, who was the tailor there, committed on his skin and hair. In a kind, loving and a bit seductive way. He was going to tell her off, but after learning from the cowering captain that she was the wife of Shirurouni-dono, he bit his tongue.
He wasn't happy to learn that he was being put in the first year classes of the history of the soul society, kido and the rest of the secondary stuff. He was not stupid! Although, they wisely put him in the fourth year of zanjutsu as it was then they began to learn to work with their zanpakuto and did real hollow slaying. He was going to have no hoho lessons as he knew enough to be a master already. He was also going to have someone from the eleventh division for hakuda practice and other fighting styles.
"Well, Sichigo, look at it this way! In two years, you'll have four years of so much more free time!" The captain said, patting him on the back after he came out of the changing room. He let out a sigh of relief as he was no longer in that confined space. He glared at the man, grabbed his zanpakuto back from the idiot.
"Kisuke, stop being mean!" The women took out her ruler and smacked the captain on the nose. "Do I need to remind everybody that I was in charge of discipline when you were here?" The captain looked horrified, gulped and apologised like crazy. Nothing like blackmail to shut a person up.
"Thank you Granny." Sichigo said, smirking at the blushing man.
"You're welcome, Sichigo-san." She said kindly, giving the man a small sense of joy.
"Now, come with me Sichigo-kun, I'll take you to first class, kido spells with your daddy!" The captain shouted, as he dragged the resisting man.
"Let me go, ya freaking fruit!" He shouted as the captain dragged him through the classrooms.
"Urahara-kun, what are you doing?" The blond captain stopped in his tracks, causing the ex-hollow to crash into him.
"Ah, Yoruichi-kun, how are you? Did you receive my gifts?" He said with a loving sing song voice. He looked at the woman that was standing in the door of flash step courtyard that had a displeased look on her face.
"I did, and I thought I told you I do not find catnip a funny gift." She glared at him, hands on her hips. She was wearing her normal clothing and was very clean. Her students, who were supposed to be outside practicing their moves, found their sensei chewing out her boyfriend again was very amusing. She felt the looks, shot them a glare and look at her boyfriend and scared ex-hollow.
"I thought it was a very nice gift and I remembered back in the world of-" He was stopped when he was kicked in the head by his girlfriend. Sichigo looked up, eyes wide as saucers and back to the ground with whimpering captain.
"You look familiar, do I know you?"
"He's Strawberry hollow." Urahara, said making the ex-hollow jump as the man was already standing up.
"What did you do, Kisuke?" She was glaring at him. "Don't tell me you made another-"
"NONONONONO! I simply removed him," He patted Sichigo on the shoulder. "From Ichigo, and then removed all of the hollow reiatsu until he was left at a basic level. From that, he become the newest soul reaper!" He said pinching his cheek. Sichigo twitched, and clenched his fist. 'I will not kill him, I will not kill him, I will not kill him.' He repeated it to himself.
"Please remove your hand from my face before I rip it off and beat you to death." He said through his teeth.
"Oh, you really have disciplined him well." The cat demon leaned over, taking his chin in her hands laughing a little chuckle.
"I'm sorry my lovely kitty, but I need to take him to his dad!" He dragged him off and led him to the next open courtyard.
"Oi, Kosuke, what brings you he-Ichigo?" The man said, walking across the firing lane. He got hit by several spells. Sichigo was amazed when the brunt body stood up and shook himself clean. "Ok, everyone take a break as papa-san talks to his friend and his worthless delinquent son!" He shouted as he walked over to his friend and new twenty-two year old son. "Ok, what did you do now? If you made another-"
"Why do people think I made another one?!? I simply removed the hollow from your son, drained him of his powers, did a little of my magic and poof, here is your new son, Sichigo!" He said shoving the man in front of him to the man in front of him and ran away. Isshin did what he always did to his sons and daughters. He leaped for a hug.
"It is so wonderful to have a new kid!" He was stopped when Sichigo did a normal Kurosaki thing. Kick him in the face. "Why do all my children attack their daddy!!!" He cried as he was pissing off Sichigo like he did with Ichigo.
"Ah shut it. You're embarrassing yourself, old goat!" He snapped, looking at the side. "I mean what kind of teacher attacks their new student!" He was looking at the grass when the kick came to his stomach. Almost doubling over, he grabbed the offending foot, swept the other and jumped into a normal Kurosaki father son fight. When the new son had his dad pinned to the ground with his foot in the face, the fight was over. At that point, the dad now of four kids laughed.
"Ah, it's good to have an invigorating training with my new son!" He pushed Sichigo off of him and looked at the rest of his students. "Well get in line, and get ready to let loose!" He shouted at his son. Sichigo blinked, and walked over to the row of students looking at the new guy. He tried sitting in the back, but his father yelled at him to get in the beginning line. "Now do a Shakkaho!" It was directed at Sichigo.
"What?" He looked at the insane man. "What the fuck is Shakkaho?"
"Very well, let papa-san show you how to do it!" He shouted walking in front of the fire range again, although he managed not to get hit this time. He held his right arm up and spoke the words. "Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south." He finished, letting out a red beam, blowing up several of the targets.
"Let me try, old goat bastard!" Sichigo said, pushing himself up. "Ye lards! Marks of blood and flesh, all creation, futter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the sot." He said, only then realizing he fucked up on the incantation. Which then blew up in his face. His hair stood on ends, his face all brunt up, clothing a bit tattered from the explosion. A bunch of the students ran to check on him while, others laughed at him.
"Let papa-san check if his son is ok!" The goat bastard said running towards Sichigo.
"Get the fuck off of me!" He shouted, pushing everyone off of him and kicking his dad. "Let me try that again! Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south." This time he said much slower and focused on the words. He wanted it to work as he made his concentration foremost.
This time, the red ball of energy worked. Unfortunately, he forget to hold his hands up. So he blasted himself upwards into the sky and came crashing down onto the roof. He let a string of swears, as he rolled off the roof and came smashing into the hard ground. He let a river of swears for that one.
'That was so funny Sichigo!!! Do it again!' The brat was laughing his head off, Sichigo was too much in pain from the crashes to yell back.
"Is my newly found son alright? Let daddy-san check!" The idiot goat beard fool came running to his side again. Sichigo reacted normally for member of his clan; kick to the face. "Well, it seems that you are ok!" The man said after he fell to the ground. Sichigo wearily pushed himself up.
"Ok, everyone try again. Sichigo, I want you go the library and get the kido spell list. I want you learn more of the basic spells." Sichigo, who was still trying to determine which way was up, looked at the man. Sichigo then reached inside his uniform and pulled out the map. He nodded weakly, and left the courtyard. He managed to make it to the library and also managed to receive the book without any conflict.
He then heard the bells for the next class, which for him was his kendo practice. As he looked at his schedule, he needed to head to the headmaster office. Apparently, he had to show his face at this place every time he left for his training. He used his flash step to make sure he would not be late, although he was still a bit unfocused from the crashes. So the door did have a bit of a fight in it when he came smashing in. He pulled off the paper door and looked at the shocked headmaster and laughing bald man.
"Sorry about that." He pushed himself up and shrugged his apologizes.
"Well, Ikkaku here will be your teacher for today." The headmaster said, shaking his head. 'Why is there always that one student that will not use normal methods of entering my office!'
"Get your ass in gear." The bald man said holding his zanpakuto on his shoulder as he walked past the hole in the door. Sichigo blinked, and followed the man out of the room. "So where are we going bal-"
"First off, do NOT call me bald, baldy, or anything about my hair."
"Ok." Sichigo stressed it, as they went outside to a mini forest.
"Secondly, we aren't going that far since you have your zanpakuto training afterwards ." They flash stepped to a nice area in the forest.
"What, your skills ain't good enough to teach me?" He said with a grin on his face as the bald man twitched at the comment.
"No, it's just that I'm getting out of doing my paperwork by training you now and I won't have to do any more if I can get you to your next class on time. So hurry up and get ready to fight." The bald name said holding his zanpakuto and sheath in both hands.
"About damn time, I've been itching to fight!" He took out his blade after tossing the book into a nearby bush and leaped in attacking. He used what remained of his flash step skills, managing to get in several cuts in before Ikkaku even rushed forward. The bald bankai-able soul reaper parried the majority of the blows with his zanpakuto and used his sheath as a jabbing weapon.
The trained soul reaper laughed; this was the most fun he had in a long time since Montzese was still trying to catch up in the twenty warehouse of paperwork that Zakari left and ordered all single number seated members to do some once a week to help him. Montzese did make up for it by training all of the division regularly when he had a free moment. It was short, but damn, when his substitute captain sparred with them, usually the fourth division was clogged badly. It was a fucking blast.
"Come on ya bastard, you can do better than that!" He laughed as he switched hands and began his assault. Sichigo ducked many swipes with ease thanks to his near mastery of the flash step coming back to him. He then grinned and let out one of his insane chuckles. 'Giggles!' 'Chuckles and shut it!'
Ikkaku was surprised when his zanpakuto was stopped by Sichigo's sheath. He looked at the man who then wormed his own zanpakuto and manage to send it flying it into a tree along with Sichigo's sheath. Ikkaku blinked and looked down to see Sichigo's blade at his throat. He grinned a Zaraki trademark insane grin when he managed to do the same thing to Sichigo's blade. Although he had the years of practice and built up his skills to hold on his sheath.
"Nice try, but you can't beat me in my own style." He grinned, walking to receive his blade.
"Worth a shot." Sichigo said, walking to pick up his sheath and zanpakuto. He made his way for his zanpakuto first, then changed his mind.
'Hey, pick me up!' The brat scolded him. Sichigo grinned to himself. Finally he found a way to piss off the brat! 'Patient little one, good things come to those who wait!' He laughed to himself. He bent to pick his sheath and walked over to the tree where his zanpakuto was stuck in. Ikkaku looked at the ex-Hollow as he tried to reclaim his spirit weapon. The word in focus was try. He placed a foot on the trunk and used both hands to pull the blade that was buried to the hilt. After a couple of unsuccessful seconds, a thought came to his head.
"Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south." He pointed his left hand towards the tree trunk as he watched his plan unfold. With his right hand on the blade, he watched as the tree explode. Then the drawback in his plan came into light. He was sent flying head over heels, although he was used to flying by kido now.
So he managed to do a single handstand, pushed himself upright, did another handstand while grabbing his book and managed to land on his feet neatly. Ikkaku muttered show-off when several claps were heard. Both men turned to see a large number of students, a few teachers, his father -that thought made him cringe-, the cat lady, the headmaster and wingy-tachio standing there. All of a sudden, a pink blur jumped over his head and was sitting on the tree branch. The girl waved at Sichigo and Ikkaku.
"Very good Sichigo," Wing-tachio said. "Your skill is on par with a seated member. I must applaud your teacher. Ikkaku, I do believe you have the rest of the day off."
"Yes!" The bald man shouted. Hello bars and sake.
"After you take our lovely lieutenant to her 'appointment'." The wing-tachio laughed as the blade man nearly cried as he was forced to chase the pink hair girl who was now trying to escape the trip to the evil dentist. As she left, she had actually used Sichigo's head as a spring board. The man rubbed his head and then ducked as Ikkaku planed to do the same thing.
"That was cruel Montzese-Kenpachi." The headmaster laughed as he singled his teachers to get their students back to their classes. It didn't work as many of the girls along with a few guys were talking with one another about Sichigo's performance and other physical aspects. A large number of guys and girls looked at him with disgust, hate and loath. Sichigo rolled his eyes, pulled out his surprisingly clean schedule and looked at for the name of next teacher.
"Oi, Sichigo, you're with me next!" A male teacher yelled at him. Sichigo used his flash step to get over to man with his gazing students. The teacher then smacked the nearest one across the head and told them to move. It seemed the backslapping to the head was acceptable discipline. With a collective sigh, the students followed their teachers back inside with one rubbing his head in pain. Soon, only the headmaster and the newest Kenpachi was left.
"So, Montzy, do you think he is actual eleventh material?" The headmaster asked his old student.
"Of course, he is!" The captain grinned, then put on his serous face. "I think he might be a 'special' student."
"One of those 'special' students?" The headmaster said looking with a grin on his face. Things got interesting when this happened. "You might want to wait until he had a month here before you make him a 'special' student."
"Although, I might need to ask the head captain permission first."
"No kidding Montzy." The headmaster patted his old friend on the shoulder. The two men left laughing.
More later, same fanfic website, same fanfic story.