Thanks to new reviewers Illidan the Half Demon and purpleanime! Also thanks again to Scotty's and animelover1993 :D
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Urahara watched in shock as the smoke whipped around Shinji, pulling away from him at last, Love covering his face with his arm, his hand covered in a rock hard white shell now. Shinji's breath rattled ominously and Urahara gasped. Shinji's mask was firmly planted on his face, his eyes visible through the sockets.
'He…did it! It's worked!' Urahara thought to himself, a glimmer of hope in his eyes as he continued to clamber to his feet. Shinji breathed slowly before looking up, the tassels flowing down the back of his neck, his sword grasped in one hand. Love let out another roar and lunged for Shinji but the man stood still, the enemy closing in. Suddenly, Shinji threw his head up and whipped his arm around, Urahara not even catching a glimpse of his blade. Blood exploded from Love's elbow as his forearm was severed, Shinji standing behind him. He was looking at his palms.
'What is this feelin'? My head…it feels heavy…but I could move like I've never moved before…oh well, guess I'd better…' he thought to himself but suddenly Love was behind him, a bubbling, white mass of sludge shooting out of his wound, reforming his arm.
'High speed regeneration, Shinji!' Urahara cried but Shinji was already gone, Love's other arm lying on the floor now. Hirako skidded neatly to a halt on the ground, dust flinging up into the air as he span round, pivoting on one foot. Suddenly, sharp, spike like appendages burst out of Love's back, the man bellowing, a horrific, blood curdling cry. As Shinji turned, Love opened his mouth, the mask opening. Shinji's eyes widened as a red ball of light began to spin round in his opponent's mouth, the blast screeching towards Shinji.
'Damn it, I can't dodge!' Hirako cursed in his head but something leapt in the way, the Cero spinning out of control before vanishing into thin air. Standing in front of him was Urahara, the man panting heavily, his zanpakuto held down in front of him, sweat running down his face. Shinji didn't say anything, but Urahara was already holding up his hand.
'We'll do this together, Hirako-san. I'm in this, just as much as you.' He said darkly, Shinji nodding. Leaping together, they darted towards Love, both heir swords pointing at him. Urahara swung his round; cutting off one of the enemy's legs, blood spraying onto the ground as he let out a booming shriek. 'Now, Shinji!' came Kisuke's voice and Shinji aimed his sword at Love, ready to incapacitate him when suddenly all he saw was white. Urahara looked on in horror as Shinji's mask exploded, shards of it flying off of his face, the man's surprised expression revealed underneath.
'W…what? What's going on…?' Shinji mumbled, Love's face coming ever closer to him as he sped through the air, the world's colours coming back into proper focus. Urahara looked on in surprise, his sword out to the side.
'It…broke?' he spluttered. They were both woken from their stupour however when Love roared again, his large hand grabbing Shinji's chest and slamming him into the ground below. Shinji choked, his head hitting the ground, knocking him unconscious. Urahara was already there, slicing off the arm Love was holding him down with. He picked up Shinji and vanished, narrowly avoiding the man's sweeping fist.
'Love is transforming rapidly. He must be really losing in there. Soon he'll become a full Hollow…I'll have no choice but to kill him. That's something I'd rather not do.' He thought to himself, speeding towards the area where everyone was still asleep. Suddenly, something appeared in front of him and knocked him to the ground, the man coughing, Shinji rolling from his arms. Urahara squinted, his vision blurred. Dazed, he looked up at the ceiling, the sound of shuffling in the room. He could make out Love still standing at the other end when suddenly he saw a foot come down beside his face. Looking up, it was unmistakable.
'R…Rose!?' he choked, the Shinigami standing tall, his mask enveloping his face. His long, yellow locks were caught in the white ooze, his breath hoarse under the long, bird like mask. The sludge was already running down his arm and he clenched his fist, his zanpakuto in his hand.
'He's fighting his Hollow…damn it, I can't take on two of them, especially not two captains…' Urahara thought to himself, darting to the side as Rose swung violently downwards, roaring crazily. Suddenly, Urahara looked sharply over to the group still lying down. 'Does this mean that the Hollows are awakening while they are asleep?' he thought, a new pang of worry striking him. He looked over to Shinji again, the man not stirring. Love had arrived now, his body almost fully Hollow. Cursing, Urahara back flipped away from them, landing roughly on the ground next to Shinji's body. The two were advancing on him and he gripped his zanpakuto. Quickly, he leapt upwards and slammed his foot into Rose's face, a sickly crunch being heard.
'Lucky his mask hasn't formed properly yet or that would have hurt.' Urahara thought, quickly bounding from Rose to Love, grappling with the man's neck before kicking off of him, Love falling to the ground. Urahara went down on one knee but Rose was behind him and lashed out, blood running from Kisuke's back. Urahara was thrown into a wall, dust bursting out, debris rolling across the floor.
'I can't fight two of them…they are becoming more powerful with every passing second. What is taking Love so long!? Rose…he's barely taken any damage, I won't be able to do much more on my own, especially when his mask forms properly and he begins to transform. What do I do…? There's got to be a way to save them…!' he bared his teeth as the two advanced on him, shadows cloaking their faces.
'What do I do!?'
