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Chapter 7-Out of his Loneliness
He couldn't stop his legs, they were moving against his will, running and running until he reached the place where the hollow is.
The hollow turned way above him, he looked up to gaze at it. Although his eyes were bulging, they didn't show a tiny bit of fear, only pure shocked and a hint of confusion.
A h – hollow . . .
He had completely forgotten about them and is now shocked at seeing one standing right in front of him.
How did I block these things away for 5 years!?!?
He noticed that the hollow was clutching a soul in its hand. Sadly, it looked as if he was too late, the soul began to fade and disintegrate away. This made his blood boil.
He immediately searched for the shinigami badge that Ukitake gave him years ago. After a few minutes of ransacking his bag, he finally found it at the very bottom of the bag. He took it out and pressed it against his chest.
In a very long time, he felt the familiar feeling of a strong force tugging his soul out of his body. In seconds, his body hit the concrete ground with a loud thud followed by the badge that he let go. He found himself still standing in front of the hollow only with the familiar black uniform on. He looked down at himself and smiled, feeling the familiarity of the clothes on his body. It felt weird but nice at the same time; back then, once he was out of his body, he'd attack straightaway, ending the battle as soon as he can but not this time, he had to stop and let everything soak in.
Why do I feel so . . . . alive?
He blinked as he felt zangetsu's weight on his back. He reached out for it and gripped its handle.
As soon as his fingers clutched zangetsu's handle, the world in front of him slowly began to fade and disappear. He shortly found himself lying down on his back, looking at a sky that looked as if it was just recently covered by rain clouds. His eyebrows furrowed together in confusion and annoyance due to the fact that he was about to attack the hollow but instead gets transferred to someplace else. He turned his head to look at his surroundings and found buildings that towered up above him that seemed to look like as if they were all made up with dark blue blocks although most of them looked old and are about to collapse, resembling a ghost town. He quickly sat up and blinked, he finally remembered where he was. He stood up to look around him once again, bewilderment written across his face clearly.
I'm here again. . .
"Ichigo . . ." A man's voice called out from behind.
He turned around to see a familiar man with long black hair that flapped along with the winds direction with pitch black clothes, a pair of shades cover the mans eyes, blocking them from any possible eye contact; the man also seemed to be standing on something that resembles a pole but up close, a zanpaktou.
"Z … Zangetsu …."
"Where have you been these past …. 5 years?" Zangetsu asked coldly.
He didn't know the answer to that question as clearly as he wishes he could.
"It was as if you've completely turned your back against this whole thing."
He didn't dare look ahead and stare at zangetsu's eyes. He was in too much shame that just by doing that would make everything shatter and crumble into nothing.
"It's been raining here for five years now Ichigo." He gestured at the place.
He looked around and noticed how everything was wet and damp, justifying what zangetsu just said about rain.
"You know very well how I loathe the rain." He added, emphasizing at the word loathe.
Ichigo did nothing but nod.
"Let me tell you something boy. When the first drop of rain came down here, I understood that you were having a tough time. I . . . expected for you to slowly fight back and of course, end this rain," He paused. "But I started doubting when the rain still hasn't ceased after two whole weeks and so, I tried calling you and was going to ask what was the matter but something happened that I was not expecting in a hundred years at all."
He listened intently on what zangetsu was saying but when he stopped and didn't continue, he took this as a sign for him to say something.
"W … What happened?" He was surprised to hear his own voice sound so weak and feeble.
"What …. happened?" Zangetsu asked back, his voice booming out loud.
He remained silent, he knew exactly what was going to happen next.
"I don't know what happened Ichigo!" He yelled. "I couldn't reach you at all. You were … blocking me away."
The last sentence made him flinch, the words came out of zangetsu's lips so icy but they stabbed him like hot daggers.
"Nobody could reach you. It was as if … as if you left and somebody else acted like a replacement."
He remained silent.
"See this?" He gestured at the surroundings. "The rain did all of this . . . breaking everything down."
He didn't look around, he knew exactly what the place looked like and the changes that occurred during his . . . absence.
"This place is your mind, body and soul Ichigo," He paused to look at him. "Look at what you are, broken, weak, feeble and . . . destroyed."
Where have I been? What have I been doing?
He closed his eyes shut as his thoughts ran a wild in his head as he completely forgot about zangetsu and whatever he was saying.
He was only pulled out of his thoughts when he felt a hand touch his shoulders.
"But do not worry Ichigo, I've forgiven you for all those wrong doings and your foolishness," He paused. "All that matter is that you're back and right now, a hollow is right in front of you. As your zanpaktou, I say we fight him like we fought years ago."
Before he could say something back, the broken down buildings vanished and the hollow once again appeared.
He grinned to himself and pulled zangetsu off his back.
I totally agree with you, zangetsu.
As he turned his gaze at the towering hollow above him, he couldn't help but doubt himself. He hasn't fought anyone in five whole years and so, making him doubt his own fighting skills.
Suddenly, the hollow laughed menacingly.
"What's this? Another shinigami?"
He kept on staring at the hollow and said, "Nope, I'm a shinigami . . . representative." Emphasizing at the word representative.
The hollow laughed once again.
"Silly boy, do you think you're stronger than the shinigami with that foolish hair??" It mockingly asked.
Foolish hair?? . . . Mr. Afro!
The surprise must've leaked out into his face and stayed there since the hollow started to laugh once again/
"What?! You didn't know!?" It said in between laughs. "That shinigami . . . is dead."
Dead . . .
His eyes widened even more.
"He's been long gone boy," Informed the hollow. "Which is why the place is the easiest to gather food but luckily for the humans, I do not share my hunting grounds with the other hollows."
He's dead . . . I didn't know he's . . . gone.
He hated himself. He had isolated himself from the world for far too long that he had lost track of anything that happened and worse, it had caused damage to people that did not deserve it whatsoever.
He gritted his teeth in anger and clenched his fists so hard that they were rapidly turning white. He felt his reiatsu bubbling with anger, ready to come out anytime soon.
The hollow smiled devilishly, its awful tongue licking its lips.
"Your reiatsu's leaking out and it's looking tastier than others," He laughed. "You're going to be mine."
Anger clouded his eyes. He didn't know where this anger came from and he didn't care, it was fueling his reiatsu into even greater heights.
"Don't you EVER underestimate me." He said through gritted teeth.
With that said, he moved. He ran to the hollow as fast as he could and tried to hit it but he missed, the hollow was surprisingly fast.
"Oh?" The hollow said.
He growled in frustration and ran to the hollow once again, keeping on attacking and attacking, leaving his defense open wide. Unfortunately, the hollow was not just quick but also observant, it noticed Ichigo's poor defense and attacked him straightforward.
His mind was too concentrated on landing a blow on the hollow that he failed to notice dart like things heading straight his way from the hollow itself. Before he could block them off, they've already ripped straight into his body, making blood spurt uncontrollably from his wounds, making him scream.
The hollow also scream in delight.
Pain rushed throughout his body; it was too unbearable that he unconsciously fell down on his knees, using zangetsu as something to lean against and to possibly help himself up later . . . that's if he still could.
The hollow laughed.
"Don't underestimate hm?"
Damn! I'm . . . on my knees . . . already. I'm now so weak.
"Well I don't want to pain you even more so I'm just going to end you life neh . . . shinigami??" It mocked him.
Something that closely resembled a zanpaktou suddenly forged out of the hollows body and is now also heading straight to his already bleeding body.
With the blink of an eye the sharp thing pierced through his body as if it was nothing like paper, he screamed once again, his mouth spurting out blood.
A/N: There it is ,chap. 7 ..hope you like it . Sorry ,if leave a cliff .hehe !! im still working on the next chapter .. so , guys thanks !
