Breakdown of the Sphere
I do not own Bleach.
Chapter 7: My Name is Yachiru, Pleased to Meet You
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The red glow covered Rukia's body. The stab wound was healing. Despite it being the so-called "one hit death", she survived, but now lay there, unconscious.
"Your sword administers a poison in the body upon contact, is that correct?" Byakuya stood and faced his sister's opponent. Her eyes betrayed no emotion.
"You came just in time." She spoke up for the first time. Byakuya's eyes widened.
The voice was very familiar. Where had he heard it before?
"If it had been a second later," she continued. "There would have been enough venom in her body to kill her." She took a step closer to Byakuya and pointed her sword to his head.
"This is the power of Hachidori," she murmured. Her eyes narrowed. "How did you figure it out though? It is very secretive."
Captain Sui-Feng of the Soul Society has a similar sword." Byakuya gave a small smile. The girl's heart quickened.
It's been a while since I've seen that smile, she thought. It's the same, small, but comforting. Dignified, yet caring at the same time.
Her stormy blue eye began to hurt. It always did when she thought about him.
But he smiles for Sui-Feng, her inner voice chuckled. Perhaps he does not love you anymore, and has found desire for Captain Sui-Feng?
The girl smirked behind her mask. Despite the impossibility of that happening, her eye had ceased to hurt. Her inner voice liked to do that. She kicked off and sped right up to Byakuya. His eyes widened as she pointed Hachidori to his face.
"One Hit Death." She murmured, as she pushed her hand into his skin. However, at the last second, Byakuya shunpoed away, leaving the girl to fall to the ground. She stood and located him behind her, his sword out in front of him.
"Who are you?" he questioned, staring intently into her eyes. She felt a blush coming to her cheeks. "I have never seen a shunpo that fast except for those of the past and present Onmitsukido."
Her cheeks burned red-hot. Was that a compliment? If Kana were here, she would probably say something about her having a schoolgirl crush. It was more then a schoolgirl crush though. He was much more then that to her.
At least, he used to be. Now she had no idea what he was.
She disappeared and reappeared behind Byakuya. He blocked her attack with his sword, and made a lunge for her. She skidded a couple feet back, and took off again in his direction, only for him to dodge and swing his sword at her again.
"Why don't you show me your shikai?" she questioned. She was burning red hot, but this time it wasn't over love. It was anger.
She still could not prove herself to him? Was she not good enough for him to use even a little of his power to fight?
"I do not show my shikai to unknown enemies." He replied stoically. "Do you wish to take off that mask now?"
The girl looked at him. She wasn't planning to reveal herself to him this early, but she figured that he deserved to know. They weren't going to get anywhere in this fight at this point.
She pulled at her mask, taking it off and throwing it to the side. She shook her hair out, her traditional strand of a bang falling into place. Byakuya's eyes widened, and his hand dropped to his side. She smiled mockingly at him.
"Hello Byakuya-sama."
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"Captain Hitsugaya!" Orihime called out at the white haired captain who stood over her. "Matsumoto-san!" The strawberry blonde widened at the state of the other female.
"Wah, Orihime!" she cried out, running over to her. She had blood covering her face, and her arm looked broken. Nevertheless, she was… smiling?
"Ayame and Shuno are healing Ishida-san," she giggled, pointing to the white-clad man lying a few feet away from her. However, you could hardly call his outfit white anymore. It was drenched in blood, making it a dark red.
If Orihime was considered critically injured, you could easily classify him as near dead.
"I told them to concentrate only on him, because she hit him hard." Orihime pointed behind the two shinigami. They turned to see the young girl standing on a rooftop.
"Who are you?" Toshiro growled, holding his sword out. She giggled.
"Imma Kana Tamasa," she grinned. "And you are…"
"I don't tell my name to my enemies," he growled. He released his sword, and swung his crescent blade at Kana. Beneath her hair, she smirked.
"Captain Hitsugaya! Watch out!" Orihime screamed at him. Toshiro's eyes widened as she blocked his blade with her sleeve, and sent it flying back at Toshiro. He swung it to avoid it hitting the four of them.
"I tell you the same thing I told that dying idiot over," she bubbled happily. "You cannot defeat me~!" she giggled and she swooped off the building, landing a few feet from Matsumoto.
Her eyes widened. She stared at Rangiku's belt.
"Tenth company?" she questioned, staring at Toshiro. She swooped behind him, and gasped at the sign on his back.
"You're a captain?" she gasped. Toshiro, feeling annoyed at this, turned.
"Yes I AM!" he roared. "Do you have a problem with that? I am not too youn…"
"I was too," she cut in. Toshiro stopped, his eyes widening. "After my captain left, I took the Captain Proficiency test. At age 10, they considered me the youngest captain ever.
I didn't like the whispers behind my back, asking if I was capable. Wondering if I really could lead tenth company."
"Who was your former captain?" Rangiku asked. Despite her being the enemy, this new information startled them. They were curious.
Kana looked at her sadly.
"You don't remember?" she replied. Rangiku's eyes widened.
"Do I know you?" she looked intently at the younger girl. Kana swung her sleeve at Rangiku, unleashing her sword. Rangiku just managed to duck. She ran over to her captain, and both stared at the girl as she opened her mouth to speak.
"You are 3rd seat Rangiku Matsumoto. You served under Lieutenant Kana Tamasa of Soul Society's Tamasa Noble House. Our captain was…"
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"Yachiru! Move it!" Kenpachi roared. Yachiru's eyes widened at this command, but she jumped off his shoulder nevertheless. Kenpachi turned to his opponent, in shock over who it was.
It couldn't be…
She swung her sword down. He blocked it with ease. She recognized that face, despite the scars adorning it. He hadn't change that much.
The boy from Rukongai, whom she met so many years ago.
"My name is Yachiru Gekisen." The woman dressed in a black kimono held her hand out to the small boy.
"What's yours?" he looked at her blankly. She sighed.
"The kids of Zaraki, do none of them have names?" she mumbled, shaking her head.
"Lieutenant!" One of her companions yelled out to her. She turned.
"We'll be going soon!" he called out. She nodded and turned to the boy again.
"Hey kid, I'm a shinigami," she smiled down at him. His eyes widened.
"R-Really?" he stuttered, astonished. Shinigami's were supposed to be scary, harsh killing machines. She wasn't any of those.
"Yeah, lieutenant of11th company." She squatted down to his level. "Look, you got good potential. Make it to the Seireitei 'kay? When you do, ask for me. I'll come out and train you personally." She grinned down at him. Then she turned and walked off with her company.
The boy was in wonder. This female had fought off three hollows on her own without a sword, just her bare hands. She was also kind, moving him out of the way as he was caught under a hollow.
Yet she said he, who only managed to make a small cut on the littlest hollow, had great potential.
If he had great potential, then she had close to Godlike qualities. She was a pretty, strong and kind woman, who fought dignified yet manically.
"I wanna serve under her," he said out loud. He admired the woman who could her own in battle. Her company held nothing compared to her.
From then on, living by their parting words, he fought, battled, and killed in his attempt to make it to the Seireitei. When he picked up a kid in the Kusajishi, he named it after her to remind him of his goal. Finally, after cutting down the giant of the Red Hollow gate, he was in the home of his idol.
I wanna speak to Lieutenant." He pounded his hand on the door of 11th company barracks. The lower ranks stood just out of sight, too afraid to approach this demon.
The door slammed open. A burly man with a thick beard stood there.
"What do you want?" He boomed. This didn't faze the man opposing him.
"I want to talk to the Lieutenant of this company," he thundered. The burly man grinned.
"That bloody idiot?" he chuckled. "Got rid of her, she was useless." The captain turned back in to his office.
His vein popped. He couldn't believe this man who called himself Captain, too talk so lowly of one of the greatest Soul Reapers that Soul Society had to offer. Putting him hand on the Captains shoulder, turning him around forcefully.
The man had no idea what exactly happened. He just knew that when he finally regained sanity, the man was on the floor dead, and his sword bloodied.
The former Captain never had a chance against this monster.
"Well, we are glad that you are the new captain," Yamamoto turned to the new Kenpachi. "But you didn't have to kill ever shinigami who got in your way between 11th company and here." Kenpachi Zaraki shrugged.
"So, the past lieutenants of 11th?" Yamamoto questioned, and Kenpachi nodded. Yamamoto opened a book and scanned the column.
"Well, the man you killed went through twelve lieutenants." Yamamoto read off of the book.
"Her name was Yachiru Gekisen." Kenpachi spoke up. Yamamoto scanned the columns, then looked up confused.
"There isn't anyone listed here by that name." He furrowed his eyebrows. "Do you have a zanpakuto name?"
"No." Kenpachi replied quickly. "She fought without a sword." He remembered clearly the image of her ripping that hollow in half, and chuckled slightly. Yamamoto sighed.
"A zanpakuto name would have made this easier," Yamamoto murmured.
"I don't think she had one," he affirmed. "She fought too well against the hollows for someone who needed to depend on a sword." Yamamoto looked up sharply.
"What?" Kenpachi looked surprised.
"Well…" Yamamoto trailed off. He closed the book. "Nezumi Uwaki. She's the only lieutenant to reach that position without a sword in the history of the Soul Society. She disappeared a while back thought, and… she was considered a traitor to Soul Society, so no one will remember anything about her, except myself."
"Her name was Yachiru Gekisen, I'm sure of it." Kenpachi insisted, annoyed at the Captain-Commander for calling the hero a traitor. "Do you have any past records of hollow attacks? I remember the date, and the amount of shinigami on the mission, and it was in the east part of…"
"Zaraki." Yamamoto cut in. "Sorry to say, but the 11th company never handed in any of its paperwork. And anything that was handed in on her was destroyed." Kenpachi sighed.
"Fine then," he muttered, turning. "Thanks anyway." He left the building.
Yachiru jumped onto his back, a habit she always had even in Rukongai.
"So!" she chirped happily." We're in the Seireitei now! And I'm your lieutenant, the Brit told me! What were you doing in their with the old man anyway? And where is the girl you named me after wasn't she suppose to be he… Ken-chan?" she ended her talks with a question tone, peering over his shoulder to look him in the eye. He had stopped in front of the 11th company barracks, but did not enter.
"Ken-chan?" she asked, concern in her eyes. He did not answer.
"Ken-chan, I'm sure she would want you to stay in the Seireitei even though she's not here." Kenpachi turned to Yachiru. She smiled a kind and reassuring smile at him.
Kenpachi knew she was right. A first, it was a matter of serving under his hero. Then, it became the dream of working alongside her, as a Shinigami, the most respected and powerful body of people in Soul Society. That began just a simple longing to feel like he belonged, to surround him with others who would fight to keep the peace.
He gave Yachiru a rare smile. "Yeah," he finally replied. Then together, they walked into the barracks, ready to face their subordinates.
However, even as he, Yachiru, and later his right hand men Ikkaku and Yumichika had many adventures in Soul Society, he still had the same feeling within him. He would grow strong enough, so that someday he would go out and find the first Yachiru, and be able to face her and say, "Will you train me now?"
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"So you are the kid." She looked over Kenpachi. "The one from Rukongai." She smiled at him. "A captain now huh?"
Ichigo had never seen Kenpachi so serious.
"I killed your captain looking for you." Kenpachi stood and shook his sword clean of blood. He looked at the long gash down her arm. He only manage to hit her there, she had cut him all over.
"Never liked that idiot." She smirked. He responded with another attempt of a hit, only for her to block it and push him back.
"Why didn't you tell me your real name?" he growled as he got up. She was stunned for a second, but it turned into a mocking smile.
"I forgot." She swung a punch at his face. He raised his sword and she punched that instead.
"Don't give me that cr-!" he never finished his sentence, she took out her sword and held it in front of her. His eyes widened.
"What is this? You didn't have a sword that time." He looked confused at it. His face had completely changed. His maniacal craze for fighting was gone, here, he looked as if he would rather be anywhere instead of facing this strong opponent.
He saw Yachiru look up at him from next to Ichigo. Both she and Ichigo were watching with fearful eyes. Turning back to his opponent, he looked her in the eyes.
"I'm sorry, Yachiru Gekisen."
Behind him he heard Yachiru gasp. Holding his sword up as well, he made to strike. However, she pointed her sword up to his face. She was going to release her sword, and this time, nothing would be able to stop her.
"Kill…
Shinoakuma."
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Byakuya landed on the ground, his hand balancing him from completely falling. He jumped once again out of the way to avoid the woman's ravage attack. Her sword stuck into the ground where Byakuya was at only a few seconds ago, and her impact made a small crater in the ground. She pulled her stinger-blade out of the ground and shook it to get the dirt off. Walking toward Byakuya, she pointed her blade and flew at him. He just barely avoided it again.
"What are you doing?" he shouted, as she swung around to face him. She smirked.
She had completely changed. Her soft lavender eyes that once showed kindness and compassion were full of mockery and coldness. Her beautiful hair that framed her face perfectly was tied up into a harsh ponytail. She was taller now, and dressed more promiscuity, rather then her modest attire from almost fifty-five years.
His precious and beautiful angel was now trying to kill him.
And he couldn't raise a sword against her.
Just knowing it was her, just knowing if he were to fight back he would be battling her for real, was enough for his held back attitude. He wouldn't raise his sword up against her; despite it being a totally different person from his loved one, it was still the same person.
"Show your shikai!" she roared at him, raising her blade and swinging it downward, he jumped back as her sword made another crater into the ground. She wasn't fighting strategically; rather, she was striking crazily.
"I can't!" he yelled back. She shot him a dangerous look, and swung again but he shunpoed to the side so that she shot past him. Bracing herself, she turned to face him.
"Do you still think I'm that weak girl you needed to protect so many years ago?" she sneered. He looked at her confused.
"Well, I'm not." She continued on. Holding her hand out from her side, Byakuya was surprised to see kido flashes emit from it.
It was a complete Shunko.
"Where did you learn that?" he gasped. She just gave a small smile.
"This is the end, Byakuya sama." She whispered scathingly, holding her arm at him. He saw the kido concentrated on her arm, and the white lightning grew bigger around her closed fist. The back of her shirt ripped, leaving a thin thread holding it to her skirt. Her gloves flew off, as the kido grew bigger and bigger. Her eyes narrowed.
The kido released and hit Byakuya. He flew back.
"Hisana!" he screamed. The said woman smirked.
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Yoruichi watched as the girl's shunko hit Byakuya. Despite its appearance as one that she might have done, it was incomplete, and the attack would not kill Byakuya. All that kido was for show; it was almost ¼ of Yoruichi's power.
However, who could have taught it to her?
Her eyes scanned the whole of Karakura town. She was currently on top of the Urahara Shoten, overlooking the town. Because her eyes could adjust to the darkness around her, she could clearly see all the battles going on.
Yachiru Gekisen, the green haired lady, was fighting Kenpachi. Yoruichi was one of the few that Yachiru told her actual name, being they were both expert hand-to-hand combatants, and grew close when they trained together. Kana Tamasa, the Tamasa noble house head, was battling the 10th company captain and his lieutenant. Even back in the Soul Society, she was as sadistic and ruthless, and with her angelic face she could get away with anything. She never had met the Kannichi Aoitsu girl, but knew her as Yachiru's third seat. She also never had met Hisana Kuchiki, but from what she gathered, she was the loving wife of Bya-boy.
Yoruichi watched Byakuya and Hisana's fight. Byakuya had risen, but still refused to raise his sword against his wife. She was preparing another shunko.
Yachiru had just pointed her sword at Kenpachi. He in return was standing there, not moving and seemingly accepting defeat. They had met before. Yoruichi remembered Yachiru's description of a Rukongai boy who emitted strong reiatsu. She had felt it when she invaded Soul Society with the kids.
Both Kannichi and the boy lay on the floor, near dead. They had taken each other out but neither could make the final blow to kill, their love for each other too strong.
Yoruichi sighed. This was too planned. Every battle was personal; there was more at stake then their whole group goal. The enemy had more reasons for attacking.
But why? And how did this all happen at the same time?
Yoruichi turned her attention to the last battle. She saw her friend, Kana Tamasa swing her sword at the young captain. It extended but hit the ground, as Hitsugaya dodged.
Yoruichi remembered when she first found out her swords name. It had taken her years, but finally she got it. Then Yoruichi and Kana had spent thousands of hours in the 2nd's barracks practicing.
Then Yoruichi's eyes widened. After her leave, she knew Kana was heartbroken. Her idol had left, and the only one whom she could practice with was equally as distraught. But then, when the ex-10th company captain escaped Soul Society, he told them her new trainer.
Kana has been practicing with…
Yoruichi swiftly turned in circles. If he were alive, Kana would definitely align herself with him, because she trusted him with everything.
As she thought more, everything fell into place. That man would know about Hisana and Byakuya, because he was a captain alongside Byakuya. He could teach Hisana shunko, or at least he could give her the gist of it, because as a protégé he learned all the arts of the shinigami.
He would know about Kannichi and Chad's closeness, because he and Aizen had been watching the human's for years.
And he would definitely know about Yachiru, because they were close. He had helped her and Kana escape Soul Society.
Yoruichi closed her eyes. If they were all gathered, then he had to be here too. She focused on finding his reiatsu. Nothing at first.
But then…
Yoruichi turned right. It was little, but it was definitely his. She jumped off the building.
To land on her stomach. Groaning, her cat form picked herself up.
Whoever said cats landed on there two feet had it coming.
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Whew! Another chapter! As you can see, I love ending chapters on a good note.
Anyway, do not kill me! I'm sorry it's so late! I have a time management problem, and was busy with an application thingy. But I'm back!
Anyway, everything's gonna be faster. I PROMISE. And if not, then you can kill me.
Lol, lots of plot revelations here. Who knew it was coming though? I mean, I left hints all over.
Oh yeah, Shinoakuma (死の悪魔) means Demon of Death.
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