"Again." Ginrei's lessons and tactics were brutal on her body and worse on her mind. For the last few months she had been barred from her home and she had little word of Kazuma aside from the house moving along despite her absence. No word passed between them about missing the other. It was as if it had become taboo from the moment she stepped from the Main gate of her own estate.

"Again." She wanted to rip his vocal cords form his throat and make him eat them, but the old man was a talented teacher, and when everything was said and done she thanked him. Time and time again she trained her body in martial arts twinned with her agility from dancing. He often told her that when she fought it was like a choreographed performance and was most pleasing to the eyes. To still her mind she was given time for mediation in the serene places found in the Kuchiki grounds far removed from the rest of the manor and only where things like the sound of water disturbed by Koi.

"Again."Sweat poured down her face as she supported herself upside down with a single arm. Balanced perfectly where before she would have tumbled over and been injured, the constant droning of his voice pleading for perfection was a driving force to be reckoned with. When she did well he praised her when she failed he trained her harder.

"I can't…" She had steeled her will to halt all movement, she would not fail, she would not shift, but even so her arms felt ready to buckle. She could not let go until he so commanded her or she would be punished most viciously.

"Hold it." Her body screamed for the release of death as muscle ached and blood rushed painfully to pass air to her legs. Breathing heavily, her mind blank she started to hear the sound of bells again.

"I hear them…" Tears pelted down her face as agony pulled her mind away from body and her hair clung to her face most aggravatingly.

"Hold it." He was a devils master and she would make sure to send him to the next world…

The bells chimed lightly and as if spoken from under water and through the howling winds of a tempest she could hear the voice of her Zanpakuto.

"I can hear her…"

"What does she say?"

"I can't… hear that well." She paused and stilled with fatigue to silence the world outside her, so loud and obstinate compared to the icy silence that came over her when searching for her Zanpakuto.

"Bring down the starlight and burn the heaven with your kiss… Lay justice at gods feet while devils usurp the new day. Teisei(Whisper) Shiroshin!" Ginrei stood at the side lines while with flexible ease Isuin lowered one leg and the then other. In her hand her Zanpakuto shone no longer glass like but completely silver. Blade, hilt and a small chain which a bell jingled softly. It was no longer as long as her Zanpakuto normally was, but it seemed heavier in her hands.

"Excellent, Isuin-san." He walked up from behind and stopped next to her, peering down at a blade he did not know. "I wonder if a Zanpakuto changes with its user, because Shiroshin is no longer a sword I know. You have changed it." She pulled the blade to her face and looked at it closely as if it were a lover returned from some distant place.

"It is not the only one reborn…" He understood what she said and nodded allowing her the time to feel the power of her soul in her hands.

"What else does she tell you?" Isuin looked up and listened to sounds only she could hear.

"Tojikomeru no Kyuuten-kyouran!" A heavy mist flowed down from the blade in her hand and she could feel it's cold kiss on her wrists. The room remained relatively warm but from around her small spires of ice built up and out from the back of her arms and her legs. It was as if armour of ice encased her body while small flakes of white danced around the room flickering when the light shone just right.

"This is most interesting." Ginrei bent down to look closer then stepped away, he flexed his hand and she could see a thin layer of ice break from his palm. "It seems armour is not all that this has granted you… I wonder what else this power might do for you…" As the time passed small spires formed down her spine as well and she looked like some ice demon before long.

"I'm not even cold…" She mused and released her Zanpakuto into its original form. "But I feel drained."

"I would think so. You hung upside down for much longer than I'd have guessed." She scoffed at him as he said her training was done for the weekend. She hadn't had more than one day off in a row and to have two was a god-send.

"Thank you Kuchiki-sensei." She bowed and stepped out of the door to run smack dab into the less likable Kuchiki.

"Byakuya-sama." She did not bow as would have been expected, but seeing as he'd made no change in being the obstinate man that he was, she would offer no formalities.

"You do not give proper honorifics to your superiors?" She stopped. The grin she tried hard to subdue would not go away. Technically she had given him one, but she had also called him by his first name and he was no close friend of hers with the attitude he gave her at every turn.

"I do… to my superiors, but you are not one of them. I too am of a noble house and not once have you been graceful enough have deserved such niceties, Byakuya. If you so wish for respect than perhaps you should also give it." She waited for him to return her a comment and she thought perhaps he might not.

"I see… I have word from your house. The duties are being carried out by those most trusted to you and everything seems in order. The man you have left in charge, Kazuma-san, is rather capable in your absence." He offered her no honorific and she wanted to kick him despite being a guest in his house. She would have been happier living outside in a rundown shack than in his house.

"Thank you." She didn't offer a title. She missed her own manor and its people. She missed the men and women she trained with and learned from and missed like an open wound for Kazuma. That Byakuya had word from Kazuma where lately Isuin had not was just one more thing on the list of things unlikeable about the 6th division Captain.

To be kind and more to Genrei than Byakuya she used the one thing Yoruichi had taught her and flashed stepped as far from both of them as she could. Genrei so she would not upset him with her lack of manners towards his grandson and Byakuya because tears now ran unchecked down her face for Kazuma who had little to no time for her anymore.