I don't own Bleach. Thank you Artificial Life Creator for this idea.


It had hurt, dying. More than he had expected. However, the end of his life happened exactly the way he had thought it would happen. He had died exactly the way he had known he would, by the hands of the person he had known would kill him. The big mystery was what would happen to him afterwards, to where would he go? He had been to so many places, seen so many faiths and religions that he didn't know exactly where he would be carted off to.

Where he finally found himself, Sereitei was not a hard place to get by in, for him, Urahara Kisuke. He attended the shinigami academy and befriended Yoruichi, Shunsui, Jushiro, Shinji, and Issin over the years. Though he never forgot his past, what better way to remember and use the knowledge and skills of his lifetime then by achieving the highest honor possible, Captinancy? No one could hurt him here. Not in the way that it would last anyway. He kept the fake smiles, they were useful, not to mention all the memories it brought back, not all of them good.

Later when Hinamori-fukutaichou was promoted he began to avoid the fifth division more and more. It just hurt so much to have that girl openly mock him with her looks, even though it wasn't her fault. It was a plus that Hiyori-chan had been friends with Shinji-kun. It gave him a reason to avoid Aizen-taichou and his division altogether. Throwing himself into his work Kisuke delved deeper and deeper into the Hollow problem.

What he hadn't expected was the mountains of possibilities that opened up to him. The Hogyoku had been a mistake; he'll admit that at least. After that exile had been welcomed with open arms. The fact that Yoruichi had followed him had been a bit if a surprise though. He hadn't thought of himself as a good enough friend to have that happen.

Some days when Jinta and Ururu are out playing Karakura superheroes with the Kurosaki twins he follows them from a distance watching as they grow and develop, forming into a seamless fighting brigade (yeah right). And it reminds him of a time when he himself fought along those that he would die for in an instant. Don't get him wrong, he cares for Kurosaki Ichigo's 'fifteenth division' and the small group of people be has come to call friends over the years but isn't the same as it was when he was alive.

Urahara Kisuke is now involved in a war again and with the Flash-cat and his Crimson Princess at his side he must do his best to get his group through it. Some days, though all he just wants to do is hole up in his expansive library and not come out until be finds a way to cross the dimensional barrier once again. The only thing that keeps him from doing this is the fact that they're all probably dead by now. It has been over two hundred years; nothing can bring someone back from the dead, which is something he knows all too well. Plus the fact that he can't abandon the problem he created, he can't just throw it into the lap of Kurosaki Ichigo and expect him to deal with it.

And as Fei de Fluorite walks to open the gate to Hueco Mundo for the three kids. He thinks of his own life, and the times he himself put his own life on the line for his friends. His thoughts turn to those he valued above all.

I hope you lived safe and happily Sakura and Sayoran. Kurogane, no, Kuro-sama, I wish that we could have-

I just hope that you all were happy.