"...I don't get it." Hisagi grumbled.
"What don't you get?" Findorr asked.
"Earlier you said you would fight with the strength of a Vice-Captain. If I were to guess your current strength, I'd say you were around a fifth seat...What are you up too?" His grey eyes went to the pretty Arrancar who shook her head like she had just come out of a daze and then back to his opponent.
"Exacta!" The blond man pointed a finger at the Shinigami. "My power is indeed that of a fifth seat in your thirteen divisions, it pleases me you made a correct assessment. Just what I'd expect of someone saying they're fukutaicho. You pass."
"What?"
"That was a test, for the purpose of investigating whether or not you could accurately measure my power. If I didn't do that, then you probably wouldn't have noticed if I went to the trouble of fighting with the power of a lieutenant, right?"
"That's a tricky way of phrasing things. From the way you were talking, it sounded like you had a way to fight with the same amount of power as a Vice-Captain."
"Exacta. My current power is that of a fifth seat. So..." The Arrancar broke off a piece of his mask and then went for Hisagi.
"This is a fourth seat!" The blond male smiled as Hisagi easily swept away his blow. Findorr broke another piece of his mask off and attacked again. "Third seat and..."
Findorr broke off nearly all of his mask, and left only the piece covering his right eye.
"This is...Vice-Captain!" Hisagi's eyes widened, and he was sent crashing into the city below.
/
Kira flew across the rooftops, and then turned and yelled out "Bakudou No. 39: Enkousen!"
The kido was easily destroyed.
"Done already? You're pathetic Izuru Kira! Well, it can't be helped," Redder's face was hidden behind a mask shaped like an eagle's head. "Not before my Aguila. Don't think that these are just wings; these are steel wings, heavier than boulders, and they crush everything they touch!" Abirama was enormous; giant red feathered wings and legs, a mask of a bird's head, and a white loincloth. The Arrancar had clawed talons for feet.
"Wings of steel?" Izuru's voice was quiet. "That's a good name...Full of strength, but that doesn't change the fact they're still wings." The Shinigami reached for his zanpakuto, and swung the blade in several circles.
"Another kind of technique?" The eagle-man asked.
"Hadou Number Fifty-Eight." The blond man's hand latched onto the blade. "TENRAN!" A tornado like kido sprang before the two outstretched hands of the Shinigami.
"'If it doesn't change the fact they're wings, then a tornado will work?' AS IF SOMETHING LIKE THAT WOULD WORK!" Redder swept a red wing through the kido, and then his eyes widened when he caught the hole in the roof. "Tch. Quit sneaking around, YOU DAMN RAT! DEVORAR PLUMA!"
Several of the enormous feathers fell into the roof and moments later, the Shinigami leapt through a window.
"There you are!" Abirama squawked, sending several more feathers at Izuru, who dodged.
"Damn you! Hiding in all kinds of places!" Redder yelled. "You may be intending to think up a plan while you're running around like that...But I won't let you!" The bird-man drew a symbol on his chest.
"What...what the hell are you doing?" Izuru's face was confused.
Another set of wings erupted from the Arrancar's back and then he looked at the Shinigami with a battle-lust filled gaze. The four winged eagle-man swooped down towards the building the blond man stood on, and started destroying it.
"HA! Now, where did you run off to this ti-" The battle filled eyes found his opponent right beside him. "What the? Did your leg get crushed so you could dodge? I didn't think I was moving at such an impressive speed!"
"That was a big help..." Izuru spoke. "The trouble was your long-range attacks. I was thinking the whole time about how to make you attack me directly, because it's meaningless if my sword cuts the things that have separated from your body."
"I don't understand what you mean! Just what the hell are you going to cut with such an oddly shaped blade!" The giant bird tipped to the side. "What...the hell...IS THIS?" The man fell through the corner of the building to the road below.
"Shit. What the... My wings all of a sudden..."
"It doubles the weight of whatever it cuts." Izuru's voice came from above his head. "If it cuts something twice, then it doubles it again. If it cuts something three times, it doubles again. That is the power of my zanpakuto, Wabisuke."
"In the instant you struck just now, I cut off almost all the feathers on the wing you stuck with four times. If your wings are truly heavier than boulders, then there's no way you could fly with that weight."
"Playing cheap tricks, you dirty bastard..." The large man glared over his shoulder. "Is that any way for a warrior to fight..!"
"Dirty?" Izuru's eyes widened. "Ah, I see. Before the fight, you were raising a cry to encourage us both; if that's what you call a warrior's behaviour, then it is completely outside my comprehension."
"The flower of the Third Division is the marigold; the meaning embodies despair. That is the pride of the Division Three. Battles should not be heroic. Battles should be dark, frightful, gloomy things, full of despair. That's exactly why people fear it, and choose the path that avoids it."
"Out of all the zanpakuto, I think that my Wabisuke is the one that best fits with the ideals of Division Three. It continuously increase the weight of whatever it cuts; the opponent who is cut becomes unable to endure the weight and falls to their hands and knees, and they always hold out their heads, as if they are apologizing. Hence, Wabisuke." He gestured to the square blade.
"You asked, just what the hell could I cut with this oddly shaped blade, right?" The shinigami put the blade under Abirama Redder's neck.
"Please, wait..!"
"Warriors..." Izuru gazed down through narrowed eyes. "Do not beg for their lives."
And then he pulled upwards, and the eagle-masked face rolled to the ground.
"Farewell, Sky Warrior." Izuru shook the large amounts of blood off his blade, and returned it to it's sealed form before sliding it into it's sheath. "I'd rather that you don't forgive me."
/
Sanura shook her head, coming out of the daze which the spiritual spying had induced and turned the the battle before her.
"What's wrong, Fukutaicho?" Findorr yelled. "You're rather exhausted, aren't you? This is a battle between two fukutaicho and just one is exhausted?"
'It's weird...' Sanura thought. 'The shinigami is amazingly attractive even though he's cut up and bloody.'
"What in the world could this mean? You're fighting me, and I have taken on the abilities of a fukutaicho, yet you're the only one who's exhausted. What do you think that means?"
"Annoying bastard. Are you trying to say that my power is less than that of a fukutaicho?" Hisagi growled.
"Exacta!" The blond man grinned. "Just what I'd expect from a Lieutenant! Assuming that I have not incorrectly measured the power of your Gotei Divisions, that's exactly what it means!"
"...Quit calling me Lieutenant...I'm Hisagi Shuuhei, I said it right at the start, didn't I?" He grumbled. Sanura nodded; even she had heard and she was watching the other three fights.
"Forgive me." The masked man raised his head and eyes to the blue sky. "I was being careless. Making you name yourself without doing so myself was bad manners to begin with."
"I shall tell you my name. I am a Fraccion of his Majesty, Barragan, Findorr Calius." The man pointed his sword at Hisagi. "Well, now that I have conformed your etiquette, it's about time we put an end to this in a way that conforms your methods. In other words, I will cut you down and finish you, Hisagi Shuuhei."
The dual coloured eyes of the Cero Espada flashed worry, and she glanced toward her feet.
The bottom of her flared hakama were turning black. Her eyebrows rose.
'It's been a long time since I've remembered I'm part Shinigami...'
"Carve the Water's Surface...Pinzaguda."
"So this is what's known as an Arrancar 'Resureccion', huh?" Hisagi's widened eyes returned to their normal look.
"Exacta, you are well informed." The Arrancar smiled.
"You guys are making a huge mistake if you think you are the only one with information on the enemy."
"I don't think anything of the sort." The Arrancar leered, and then leapt into the air.
Hisagi managed to dodge the blow that cut a corner off of the rooftop he stood on.
"Exacta! Your eyes follow Sonido's speed well!"
"Enough with the right answer crap!" Both Hisagi and Sanura yelled, both annoyed. Hisagi blocked the Arrancar's next blow.
"Life is a series of difficult problems! Those who choose slightly more right answers will survive. Thus, everyone should want to get even just a few more right answers! Am I wrong?"
"And you're going to be the one to give them the right answers?" Hisagi asked, his sword arm extended. "That's quite a speech." The Shinigami broke one of his armbands off, and flicked it towards the Arrancar.
It exploded in his face; the Arrancar's, not Hisagi's.
"Bakudou Number Sixty-Two: Hyappo Rankan." A flurry of bright light-spears flew at the Arrancar and pinned him against the wall. "It's over, Speech-Maker." Hisagi swung the blade over his head, and the Arrancar laughed.
"Don't underestimate me, Shinigami!" The Hollow managed to break his arm free, and Hisagi barely dodged the attack.
"High pressure water current?" Hisagi stared at the damage over his shoulder with wide eyes.
"Exacta, but taking your eyes off your opponent like that is not good. No Es Exacta...Too bad, Shinigami!" The blond man opened up the giant claw that made up most of his right arm, and a torrent of water blasted from it.
"Do you think you've dodged?" The Arrancar laughed as the attack spilt into several streams and surrounded the young Shinigami.
"Reap, Kazeshini." Hisagi's voice was muffled because of the water, and a spinning blade whirled though the currents, dispelling it.
The Ninth Division Lieutenant reappeared, holding what Sanura took as his shikai.
"...I see. So that's your zanpakuto, is it, Hisagi Shuuhei?" Findorr leaned forward and Sanura looked curious.
"Yeah, this my zanpakuto, Kazeshini." He lifted his dark grey eyes to look at the two before him, Findorr close and Sanura in the distance. "But I don't really like it that much all that much."
Sanura frowned, and her expression was slightly mirrored by the much less powerful Arrancar.
"What do you mean?" The blond asked.
"I mean just what I said. I don't like it's shape. Look at it." Dislike laced his voice. "Doesn't it resemble...something that reaps lives?"
Sanura used Sonido to get closer, her position behind the Shinigami, and she saw the purple edged eye of the Arrancar widen. Hisagi lunged to attack Calius, and managed to cut him under the eye.
Then he swung Kazeshini at him again, but Findorr dodged, and it destroyed part of the building behind the Arrancar.
Before Findorr could counter attack, Hisagi appeared behind him and swung the blade down. Findorr blocked the attack with his left arm, and swung at the Shinigami's face with his right. Hisagi dodged by falling into the town.
"Like I'd let you run!" The blond called as Hisagi fell. Hisagi yanked the chain still in his hand, and the other half of his zanpakuto attacked Findorr from behind.
"Can you not read it's movements?" Hisagi asked from behind. Findorr looked up and leered. The Shinigami was twirling one blade of his Kazeshini. "Are you scared?"
"LIKE HELL!" Findorr yelled, swinging his arm at Hisagi, who leaned back to dodge.
"I see. I'm scared." The male admitted.
"Scared! What cause your sword's too huge? Such a cheap euphoria, you're in for a rude awakening, Shinigami! And I'm going to wake you up, right now!" Findorr ripped off the rest of his mask, save for a piece beneath his eye.
"This is the end! I've ripped off ninety percent of my mask! My power is now equal to that of a Captain-class! A lieutenant like you doesn't stand a chance."
Hisagi gave his opponent a calm glare, and then sliced Findorr's arm in half vertically.
"You aren't afraid of your own power, nor that of your enemy. You're so ignorant." His glare harshened. "'He who does not fear the sword he holds is not worthy of holding a sword', that is what I was taught."
"Damn you!" Findorr screamed, as Hisagi appeared behind him using Shunpo.
"You've remembered your fear? At long last we're even." The shinigami swung the still spinning zanpakuto at the Arrancar. "Equal to the Captain-class, huh? Guess that means your appraisal was way off the mark."
A huge cracking boom was heard, and Hisagi and Sanura's eyes went directly to the pillar Ikkaku Madarame had been protecting.
Sanura used Sonido to move closer, and ended up beside Hisagi.
His grey eyes flickered to her a moment.
"The pillars been destroyed...!" The female gasped.
Hisagi studied her, examining her to see if she was a threat.
The unknown female, had thick, long turquoise hair, that brushed the her mid back. Her eyes were two different colours, one copper, one purple. Her skin was pale, and under the skin were strong rippling muscles. Her bosom was one that was Matsumoto-size.
The hakama she wore were black, like a Shinigami's, and her top, a tight kimono-like shirt with no sleeves, was slowly turning black from her hips up.
He frowned at this.
On her head, just after the ridge of her forehead, was a set of six green-edged spikes that were rapidly dissolving as he watched.
Her face was riddled with concern.
"Ikkaku...I hope he's all right." She murmured.
"Ridiculous." Hisagi snorted. "I'm sure Madarame-san is fine."
Sanura's fingers darted out and her purple coloured reitsu snaked through the town to where the Shinigami Taicho and the Second Espada were still waiting. Her fingers latched onto Hisagi's arm, so she could share the image and sound with the male.
He stiffened.
/
"Madarame's...fallen?" Toshiro gasped.
"One down." Barragan seemed smug.
/
The moment Sanura let go of Hisagi, a name spilled from her lips.
"Yumichika..." Hisagi's eyes widened.
The two, in mutual concern, used Shunpo to get to where the vain Shinigami was running for his best friend.
Hisagi grabbed Yumichika by the orange material around his neck.
"Quit it!" Hisagi snapped. "Like you can do anything against an opponent that beat Madarame."
"YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!"
Something splattered against Yumichika's cheek, and Sanura looked up to find Kira.
"That's no way for a fifth seat to talk. I understand that you're upset, but remember your place."
"Kira." Hisagi turned his gaze to the newest arrival.
"It's Shinten. There's no problem."
"Uh, guys?" Sanura poked Hisagi, and then pointed to the reappearing Karakura.
"Its a 'Regression of Transference.' The damn pillar was destroyed so now the real Karakura Town is coming back." Hisagi stared.
"Shuuhei-san, who's she?" Kira asked, nodding to Sanura.
"I don't know. She appeared with my opponent." He shrugged.
"Sorry!" Sanura looked ashamed. "I didn't introduce myself! My name is Sanura Aizen-"
Both Kira and Hisagi appeared around her, Hisagi with his sword to her neck, and Kira twisting her arms around her back.
"NO! I'm not the enemy!" She protested, gasping.
"Then why do you have the name Aizen?" Hisagi snarled. "And a mask on your head?"
"Sosuke Aizen is my father-" The blade was pressed harder to her throat and crimson blood trickled over it. "Please let me explain!"
Hisagi and Kira growled, but lessened the pressure on her throat and arms.
"My name is Sanura Aizen; Sosuke Aizen is my father. I never knew my mother, but she was an Espada. I grew up in an orphanage; Madame Cookie's Home for the Parentless. I was trained by Kisuke Urahara and Yoruichi. I have an unlimited supply of information on both the Shinigami and the Arrancar, which might possibly be a side effect of being a hybrid." She rushed out, and then took a deep breath.
"I didn't know my father was such a monster until just now, and I'm not on his side. I have a grudge against Toshiro Hitsugaya." And then she shut up.
"Why do you have a grudge against the Tenth Division Taicho." Hisagi dropped his blade back into the sheath, and Izuru let go of her arm.
"Ask him." Sanura snorted, tensing. "Ikkaku, your friend..." Her hands latched onto the two Shinigami's arms.
/
"It seemed as though this cue ball was still hiding some power...Too bad he's dead."
"Who're you calling...dead?" Ikkaku gasped, his face rising from his face-planted position. "Just saying whatever the hell you feel like, huh...?"
"GUAAAAAHHHH!" Ikkaku groaned as Poww stepped on him.
"How convenient. If you're alive, then bring out the power you're hiding. Bring it out. Say 'I will'." Poww increased the pressure of his foot.
"I w-won't." Ikkaku snarled. "Don't make me laugh. And even if I did have something like that, I don't have time to be using it on a bitch like you."
"I see. Die then." Poww's voice was cold.
A fist connected with Poww's face.
"Wha...?"
Ikkaku went wide-eyed.
"C-Captain Komamura!"
"Tetsuzaemon!" The wolf snapped.
"Yes sir!" The plain, glasses wearing fukutaicho leapt forward and pulled the string on the bag under his arm. He threw several rod-like items to stop the regression of Karakura. "I've stopped the regression. They're for emergency use, but there shouldn't be a problem if you don't go busting them up while fighting."
"Iba-san..." Ikkaku stared.
"POHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The Arrancar laughed, leaping to his feet in front of Sajin.
"He's huge...!" Iba gasped. "Even bigger than Captain Komamura...!"
"That was really something Shinigami, or are you a dog?" The massive man scratched the side of his neck. "Anyway that was a nice punch...But, it was not a real punch." He lifted his long arm and sent Komamura flying several kilometers away.
"That is what is known as a 'real punch'."
"Captain Komamura!" Iba shouted, running for his Captain.
"And while I'm at it, that which is known as 'supreme punch'." Poww pulled a sword from his sleeve. "Breathe, Calderón."
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A.N- Translations below...
Exacta- Correct [Spanish]; Right Answer [Japanese]
Fukutaicho- Vice-Captain [Japanese]
Enkousen- round locking shield [Japanese]
Tenran- Overflowing Storm [Japanese]
Devorar Pluma- Devouring Feathers [Spanish]; Joint Cannon of Starving Wings [Japanese]
Wabisuke- Wabi~ Apologize; Suke~ common ending to male names; Izuru Kira's Shikai
Pinzaguda- War Pincer [Spanish]; Hibernating Insect Sword of Severing Currents [Japanese]
Hyappo Rankan- 100 step banister [Japanese]
No Es Exacta- That is not correct [Spanish]; Incorrect Answer [Japanese]
Kazeshini- Wind death [Japanese]; Hisagi Shuuhei's shikai.
Shinten- Drill point [Japanese]
Calderón- cauldron [Spanish]; Whale with Giant Arms [Japanese]
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