Chapter 10
Chad's eyes slowly slid open, revealing the hard black orbs beneath "w-w-where" Trying to sit up the Mexican boy grunted in apparent pain as both his sides flared up and blood began to seep through the wrappings that spanned his entire chest ""u-uh" he choked lightly before laying back down and waiting for the woman who had dressed his wounds.
As he waited he began to reminisce on his fight with the eighth squad captain.
Flashback!
The Mexican teen wandered aimlessly through what he could only assume was a squad barracks, evidenced by the large oriental building as well as the rushing of robe wearing adults who for some reason seemed to ignore him.
"I bet your wondering why they're not attacking you" his head snapped up, gaze snapping from the shinigami to the unshaven man sat in the branches of the tree above him that he hid behind.
"w-who are you?" the teen was clearly unnerved at the seemingly nonexistent presence of the man who just smirked lazily "the names Kyoraku Shunsui kid, captain of the 8th squad that you see in front of you" he tensed, readying himself to summon his 'right arm of the giant' but Kyroraku just waved.
The haori wearing man leaned back against the trunk of the tree and let out a deep sigh of relaxation "so, ryoka, you got a name?" he asked lazily as Chad grunted "Sado Yasutora" Kyoraku chuckled and stood up, pushing off of the trunk to take a few steps toward the end of the sturdy branch of the shedding sakura tree before he dropped off the end, lazily and languidly performing a singly flip to land on his feet in a silent crouch that crinkled his haori "well Sado I'm sorry but I can't have you being seen inside my division" Kyoraku drew his swords from their sheathes.
" It wouldn't do to have Yama jii on my back" Chad summoned up his 'right arm of the giant' "so, just one question" Kyoraku said bringing his blades to bare in front of him "why invade soul society?" Chad grunted and began to charge bright, ocean coloured reiatsu down his morphed arm "Ichigo wanted to save Rukia san, it good enough for me" Kyoraku grinned "just like Joushiro" he muttered as Chad fired a blast of blue reiatsu at the elder man who turned to the side, avoiding the shot by a hairs breadth "you seem to pack some bite, ne".
He brought both swords to his left side, crouching and bending forward in a sprinting motion he disappeared, the only evidence of him ever being in place being the footprints that were indented half an inch into the ground "sorry kid, but be happy, you're not going to die, not by a long shot" Chad's eyes widened as a heavy calloused hand settled on his shoulder prompting him to look behind him to see the captains grim features.
"GUH!" he coughed up blood, his hands shivering sporadically forcing him to look down to check for any injuries.
What he saw surprised him, two diagonal cuts, each an inch deep were carved into his torso, stretching from his hip to his shoulder, both cuts being deeper in the areas of which the soft tissue could be penetrated "don't worry kid, you won't die, not by a long shot" he collapsed into his back, his legs falling weak under him as his wide visible eye settled on the calm ones of the 8th division captain who kneeled down, his pristine haori once again pooling around him "after all, your friend would only kill me if I did" Kyoraku only chuckled as if it was an inside joke "you can take him now" Kyoraku stood up, stepping back as the teen fainted from pain and sudden blood loss.
"Thank you, captain Kyoraku" the medic dropped from her position in the canopy and carefully pulled the large boy into a bridal carry supported by her bust (wink wink) "Ishida kun will sadly be your company, Sado kun".
Watching her disappear Kyoraku chuckled and looked toward an innocent cloud in the sky, watching it slowly pass "you certainly have your work cut out for you, kid" shaking his head the captain stepped from behind the grove of trees and returned to the bustling of his division, putting any thoughts of the ryoka out of his mind as he leapt onto the roof and began to quietly laze.
Flashback end!
Shaking his head he cleared his mind of any thoughts and made to awkwardly sit up, then stand with a slight growl emanating from his throat as several stabs of pain shot through his now bleeding side.
It was then the door slammed open and Unohana Retsu, leader of the medical division strode in, her large haori covering most of her body as she gave an innocent smile at the boy "sit down please, you have not fully recovered from your bout with captain Kyoraku yet" Chad sat down, cowed by Unohana's somehow witch like smile "thank you" Unohana knelt down, a roll of gauze held in her right hand as she began to replace his bandages.
With Ichigo
sighing the carrot topped boy reached up and rubbed the left side of his neck with his right hand as he ambled down one of the many streets toward the sokyoku hill "hey, you Kurosaki Ichigo?" he turned, his eyes narrowing into focus as he quickly scouted the area, quickly finding the bald headed man behind him.
"So you're the one that beat the captain eh, you don't look like much" Ichigo smirked "don't judge from looks alone" he disappeared, reappearing next to the apparent shinigami.
"It may just get you killed"
Blood burst from Ikakku's back as a wound spanning the man's entire chest from shoulder to hip appeared, blood spurting as it cut deep, enough to incapacitate, not enough to kill.
Chuckling lowly Ichigo turned and watched the man collapse, a weak chuckle escaping his battered body as he wheezed for air "your good kid" the bald man turned his head to the side so that he could cast a sidelong gaze at the carrot topped teen, he grinned "very good, I look forward to fighting you in a rematch again in future" the man hailed himself up "name's Ikakku, subordinate of Zaraki Kenpachi captain of squad 11" Ikakku drew his sword and popped the pommel off exposing a creamy liquid underneath that Ichigo raised his eyebrow to "been a long time since I've seen that" shaking his head of the thoughts he looked over at the man "where is Kuchiki Rukia located?" he faux questioned as Ikakku grinned and leaned against the wall, propping himself up to apply the cream to his wounds "you see that tower in the distance, she's over there, in the tallest one, it's guarded by several kido proficient guards that you have to defeat, once you're in there's no using reiatsu so I suggest grabbing her and running for your life" Ichigo chuckled, interlacing his fingers and pushing them outwards eliciting a satisfying 'CRACK!' sighing happily he said his thanks to the bald man and leapt up onto one of the roofs, disappearing in a burst of shunpo.
"That boy will definitely leave his mark on the world" Ikakku mused looking after the substitute shinigami.
"For better or worse, well we'll have to see"
With Orihime
The redhead honestly couldn't fathom how she came to be in this situation, it was like she was stuck in some sort of insane dream that just wouldn't let go.
Her reasons for thinking this you may ask?
Well it seemed that, after Ichigo had thoroughly flayed Kenpachi; one of his subordinates, Yumichika and his surrogate 'might as well be' daughter Yachiru, Lieutenant of squad 11 had picked Kenpachi up and, on the way back to the squad barracks encountered her in which she could do naught but whine as Yachiru played with her hair.
"Yachiru chan!" she cried out in childish pain as Yachiru tugged on her hair, twisting and knotting it painfully.
"Yachiru chan stop!"
Kenpachi, from his position on the matt just let a small smirk onto his face as Yachiru played with the Ryoka's hair, looking up he closed his visible eye.
"Good luck, Ichigo"
With Ichigo
After several minutes of extreme high speed movement he stopped, coming upon a small plateau in the hill of sokyoku, where Renji Abarai, Lieutenant of squad 6 under the command of Kuchiki Byakuya waited patiently, his katana stabbed into the ground next to him roughly while his zanpaktou spirits yelled in his ear about their treatment.
Stopping just short of the redheads field of view Ichigo perched himself on an outcropping spire of rocks, watching with malicious glee as Renji tapped his foot indignantly.
"Most likely waiting for me" Ichigo chuckled.
Finally deciding his course of action he pressed his feet against the spire and took off at high speed, Zangetsu being griped by the freely swinging bandages as Ichigo appeared on the wall above Renji, swinging his blade in an arc to his right, gaining a monstrous amount of velocity as it did.
"Renji, watch out!" the redhead looked up, paling as he saw the business end of Ichigo's soul slayer swing in an arc toward his ribs "SHIT!" drawing Zabimaru at feverish speed he hurriedly blocked the cleaver that hurled him several dozen feet back toward the sheer drop of the plateau where Renji regained his footing and pressed forward, disappearing in a blur as he brought his straight sword down upon the shinigami who chuckled mockingly and crouched, spinning on his right foot in time to trip the redhead who threw out his right hand to give him contact with the ground, this being enough to allow him to twist his lower half, righting his body into the correct horizontal position where he landed on all fours.
Looking down upon the redhead Ichigo sighed in disappointment "Renji, you bore me" turning Ichigo feigned the action of walking off, pissing off the pineapple haired lieutenant who raised his sword with a furious scowl that if looks would kill, Ichigo would be.
"Howl, Zabimaru!" he muttered darkly, his straight sword changing from a regular weapon to a thicker, ribbed zanpaktou like weapon with several spiked protrusions extending from the sharp, polished half of the sword.
Ichigo smirked, his right cheek twitching in an effort not to reveal his teeth "that's more like it" he whispered under his breath, his sword arm extending to the right with Zangetsu's sharp half pointed at the red haired looking teen who leapt forward, his spiked weapon carving a whistling arc through the air, aiming for a critical shot to the time travellers jugular. Ichigo shook his head, taking a step forward into Renji's guard his cleaved being drawn into a reverse grip, allowing him room to cut diagonally and carve a 2 inch deep gash into Renji's abdomen.
Wincing and letting out a primal growl Renji leapt back and drew his sword across his bloody chest "Howl Zabimaru!" his sword extended, wires interlocking the several bladed pieces that extended his arc from 5 feet to 20 feet. Watching it happen Ichigo prepared himself for pain "fuck this is going to hurt" gritting his teeth he shifted just a hair refraining from openly growling as one of the protrusions lodged in his shoulder "I don't have time for this!" drawing his blade up, a blue aura quickly coated the edge of his blade, sinfully fluid as it left an arcing blue tail in the blades wake.
"Getsuga Tensho!" swinging downward he let the razor sharp tip embed a centimetre into the earth, allowing him to channel the attack into the ground while Renji watched with a victorious smirk, unsuspecting of the defeat he would soon feel.
Then, before his now widened eyes, the earth split, the right side of the plateau rumbling, forcing Renji to step painfully to the side as a piece of the battlefield separated from its other half and tumbled down the hill, 30 tonnes of earth racing toward the numerous buildings that sereitei contained within its walls
The screams that followed were music to the teen's ears, a grin involuntarily making its way to his face as he shuddered happily. Shaking his head of the murderous thoughts he looked back to the shinigami opposite and dispassionately sighed "get better Renji, maybe one day you can beat me" spitting excess saliva on the earth 3 feet to his right he collapsed to his knees, pain shooting through his shoulder that spurted blood "You're up, love"
His world turned black.
With Yoruichi
The former commander of the OnmitsukidÅ winced as she watched the fight from the spire that Ichigo once stood upon "so, are you going to heal him?" she asked the woman next to her who smiled sweetly, her voice saccharine as she looked upon the fight between her love and that betraying piece of trash "of course, if I didn't then who would, you might be able to but admit it, it would be a shoddy job" Yoruichi glared at the black haired woman "just rub it in why don't you!" she growled, pushing the woman childishly "they're finished" she commented as her partner nodded "just remember, things must be exactly as they were" Yoruichi nodded "I know" both leapt from their positions as soon as Renji collapsed unconscious "oh Kurosaki kun" the woman's hands glowed an emerald colour as Yoruichi watched morbidly when the laceration and the deep wound on the teens shoulder began to heal, the chunks took out of his body rejuvenating as the healing hands transformed the spirit particles around them into workable energy and fused the particles to the body, creating the spiritual version of a light scab that soon faded to reveal flawless skin.
"Only you would be able to do that so quickly" Yoruichi chuckled at the woman who smiled softly, hazing down upon Ichigo with loving eyes "what can I say" she murmured.
"It's a talent".
Yo, what you think of the chapter, was it good, I have a bit of down time and felt the motivation to white this chapter rather quickly so this is why you're getting the chapter this moment in time. Anyway the fic is going to start escalating soon as Ichigo begins to enact his changes that he has made on soul society. On another note, have you guessed who the woman is yet, I have dropped hints throughout the chapters and this chapter is by far the most obvious hint so if you don't get it by now (looks down and shakes head sympathetically) don't worry. Oh yeah, the poll's closed, the vote was 20-21 in the 'more than 6' categories favour so give me a quick review or something that will give me a rough idea of how many you want, either that or if you're a registered user send me a private message because I can't be bothered to set up another poll. That's all for now so...
See ya!