Author's Notes; We set the stage. A cute moment too. Please Rate and Review
Kido Destiny
Masaki marched in front of a group of students who had just been recruited into the Corps. They were weak, unranked. But he would change that. They were all gathered in the big open space in the center of the barracks, lined up. There were about eleven total.
"Kido is not something you want to toy with," He announced. "It's not a plaything and it most certainly is not easy to master. If you go into a fight with an arrogant attitude and a half memorized spell chant, you will die. Just knowing a chant is not enough to perform the spell."
One of the students raised his hands, a boy who was taller than Masaki, had broader shoulders and even looked a little bit older. "I have a question," He asked. "When's the 3rd seat going to arrive to teach us?"
The rest of the recruits giggle. Masaki's eyes narrowed. "You don't think I'm qualified to be 3rd seat, recruit?"
The recruit shrugged. "It's just that you're so young, like a child."
The boy was on the floor immediately. Masaki stood on his back, one of his feet pushing down on the boy's head. "My youth should tell you something about my ability," Masaki corrected. "Bakudo 1: Restrain."
The boy's arms were thrown to his back and held there by an invisible force. "You see kids," He projected, "basic kido is nothing to mock. The low level spells are easy to use and therefore easy to master. Better to spend two seconds restraining a hollow than waste ten seconds trying to chant a spell you're not good enough to use."
He stepped off the recruit and gestured towards him. "Mastering this spell is easy. Because I've mastered it, if I don't cancel the spell this boy here will be restrained for exactly seventeen hours at least. Because he places so much importance on age, you all get to practice while he loses a day of experience."
He eyed the small crowd. "Any further comments like his and you will suffer the same fate."
Hachigen Ushoda sat in the kido temple located behind and connected to the captain headquarters. Masaki entered quietly and sat down across from the lieutenant. He wasn't acknowledged immediately, as Hachi wasn't yet done with his meditation. The temple was only open to the ranked officers with special duties.
Hachi opened his eyes and nodded at Masaki. "Good evening Masaki-kun."
Masaki nodded. "Good evening. You wanted to see me?"
"There's a mission of special interest to the Corps." Hachi explained. "I want you to take it and perform to the best of your ability."
"I'll take it." Masaki accepted.
For some reason Hachi seemed oddly sad. "Is there something wrong," Masaki asked.
Hachi nodded. "This mission is exceptionally dangerous, and because our captain is too busy here, I would have preffered to embark upon this mission."
"Then why not you?" Masaki asked. "After all, you are more powerful than I am."
Hachi sighed. "You see Masaki, as lieutenant I'm considered too valuable and captain will not let me go."
Masaki understood. "You need someone who's powerful enough to succeed but not valuable enough so their death would not be considered a big loss."
"The death of any member of the Corps would be a great loss." Hachi explained. "But statistically speaking, that is the truth."
"Is the mission that dangerous?" He asked.
Hachi nodded. "An unknown shinigami has been captured by hollow and taken to Hueco Mundo. This mission involves opening a garganta, finding the shinigami and bringing him or her home."
Masaki nodded. "But I haven't learned garganta."
Hachi smiled. "No, but I recently have. I understand that your ability to learn kido is remarkably fast. Masaki, I believe your semi-photographic memory could help you learn garganta. I shall open it for you and you shall open your own way back."
Masaki's eyes widened. "You really think I could learn it that fast?"
Hachi nodded. "But if not, I will return for you in exactly one week. That would not be convenient for anyone but I will not leave you behind."
"Understood."
"Good. Retrieve any items you believe you need then return to the temple two hours."
Masaki stared up at the full moon, back on his favorite hill. He was sad to leave, because he would be gone for a long trip. A week at the most, maybe even more if he was injured, over even killed. He had many friends he wanted to come home to. Ana, Shunsui, Jushiro, Lisa. But especially his best little friend.
"Masaki," Nanao whispered. "A whole week."
He nodded. "Yes. Maybe more."
She stared at the ground. "I don't want you to go."
He knelled down put his hand on her shoulder. "I know, Nanao. But I promise I'll do my best to come back to you as soon as I can."
"Okay," She nodded, but he could tell she was obviously depressed. Then he grinned.
"Nanao, before I leave, I want to promise you anything you want."
Her eyes lit up. "W-what?"
He nodded. "I'll promise you absolutely anything you'd like." He explained. "Anything at all that I can give you, you can have."
The little girl blushed. "Okay," She whispered. She put her hands on either side of his face and kissed him lightly on the cheek, dangerously close to his lips. Immediately she put her hands down and took a step back before staring at the ground.
He chuckled. "Was this it, Nanao?"
She shook her head. "Masaki, I love you." She whispered, blushing even harder. "When you come back from your mission," She turned away. "I want you to ask me to marry you."
He smiled, a tiny blush appearing in his face. "Ah, my little Nanao," He whispered. "You know I can't marry you right now. But soon I'll stop aging, then you'll stop aging. And at that time, I would love to marry you."
Her blush became, if possible, redder. "Really?"
He nodded. "When I met you, if anyone asked me who I wanted to marry I would have said my little Nanao. You're my best friend."
"Do you love me?" She asked.
He put his arms around her and gave her a hug. "Of course I do," He answered. "But I don't think it's the same kind of love you have for me."
"What do you mean?" She asked, sounding a little worried.
"I love you just as much as I can right now." He explained. "You can love me your way because your heart is so big and wonderful. But you have to remember that I love you so much. If I have my choice of who I want to spend my life with, it's you."
Nanao held him tight. "Thank you," She whispered.
Masaki broke the hug and kept his hands on her shoulders. "You know what?" He asked. "Why wait." He took one of Nanao's hands in his own and looked into her eyes. "Nanao," He whispered. "Will you marry me?"
She almost fell backwards. He caught her as she looked up at him. "Masaki," She whispered. Her eyes watered. "Yes."
He gave her a tiny kiss on the head. "Congratulations Nanao Ise, you're engaged."
"We can get married?" She whispered.
"When we both stop aging," He reminded. "And when we're madly in love. I know I want to spend my life with you, but it wouldn't be fair to marry you if I didn't love you like you love me. Will you wait for me?"
She nodded. "Yes."
He stood up and took her hands in his. "Care to dance with me by the moonlight, fiancé?"
She nodded. There, on the hilltop, the two best friend fiancés danced to no music by the light of the moon, the only melody being the one in their heads.
When they finished, he knelled down once more. "I have to go, Nanao."
She nodded. "I know." She leaned on his shoulder. "But please come back."
"I promise, no matter what happens, I will come back to you."
With a soft goodbye, he vanished into the air. And that was the last time Nanao saw Masaki for one hundred years.
Just to be completely clear, Masaki is 16 years old and NOT a pedophile. I tried to make that as clear as possible, so please try not to get mad over nothing.
