Psychic Chick
Part One: Becoming a Shinigami
Chapter Thirty Eight: Sorry About The Mess
Main POV
"I know," I smiled back at Rangiku. "I love you."
"I love you too baby," she grinned at me. "And I'm going to enjoy telling you every day for the rest of your life."
Lieutenant Hisagi dropped into view, kneeling down beside me and putting an unsheathed sword in my hand. He wrapped my knuckles around the blade and I started crying hysterically. I looked over at the growing puddle on the floor in front of me. Rukia had made several pillars of ice and Lieutenant Hinamori was making quick work of flooding the Captain's Hall.
"Flood through the towns and the cities, Shimizu," I choked. Water began flowing over my body instantly as my sword turned into it's shikai form. I could feel my wounds slowly start to heel. The water shifted down to the ice connecting my limbs and I could hear and feel it start to crack. The ice broke off and the water made quick work of wrapping around each side of the wound. It circled the pieces it was reattaching and I could feel my body knitting itself back together. I let out a cry as the bones reconnected, no matter how many times now, it still hurt like a bitch.
"That's it," Renji stroked my hair. "That's my girl," as I cried through the pain of my body putting itself back together. Once they were firmly reattached I took a deep breath. I was faint, my spiritual pressure was dwindling down to nothing. I rested my head back against Renji's chest.
"Drown the people and choke the opposers, Hisakata Shimizu," I whispered out and my sword shifted down into the assassins creed inspired hand jewellery and I started absorbing the water currently flooding the room. I could feel myself getting more power, butI still felt as exhausted as before. I really must have over done it today. Although it's hardly surprising. You can't expect to regrow three limbs and microwave your brain without expecting a little fatigue. Once all the water in the room had dried up I went back to coating my body with it and started healing the wounds as much as I could. I spread it to my sword arm as well, healing the wound I'd wanted to earlier today.
"That's truely an amazing zanapakuto you have," Unohana said as she stood beside her lieutenant.
"Yes, remarkable," Shunsui agreed next to Nanao who wore what was now becoming a permanent look of shock.
"What a gift," Ukitake added. "How lucky we were today, not to lose a bright star like yourself."
"Thanks," I replied tiredly, leaning my entire bodyweight onto Renji now. "Sorry about the mess," I commented looking all around at the broken pieces of ice and blood all over the floor.
"That's what you're worried about?!" Renji threw his hands up.
"Well see here's the thing," I panted. "Dead people aren't obligated to clean up their own murder scene. But now I'm in no immediate danger, so, y'know."
"You're something else you know that," he shook his head.
"Help me up please?" I asked and he pushed himself up off the ground and then pulled me up after him. "I think I can clean this," I commented looking around.
"You don't need to worry about the mess Kiseki," Ukitake said. "It means more that you are safe and well."
"No, don't worry, look," I said flexing my sword arm and watching a wave of water form and blast the floor and the hallway outside. I pushed the blood and grime up across the floorboards and the water ran red as I did so. I raised my arm up and then started drawing the water back to me and the floors dried up instantly, leaving behind a clean and sparkling reflection. I decided to absorb the water again and convert it to spiritual pressure.
"Spotless," Unohana mused. "I should get you to clean out my barracks."
"Yeah," I nodded. "I can always moonlight as a cleaner if money ever gets tight," I joked. I felt as lethargic and heavy as I did after the battle 10 days ago.
"Shit," I said and looked to Renji. I stepped forward, reaching out to him. "I'm gonna," I started, trying to warn him. I didn't do it soon enough. I fell forward. The last thing I felt before the dark nothingness of being unconscious was landing softly in some strong arms.
Renji POV
"I'll send for some of my squad to come and collect her," Captain Unohana said as Tina dropped into my arms. "After the meeting you're most welcome to visit her any time, Lieutenant Abarai."
"Now that all that drama is over," Captain Kyoraku clapped his hands together.
"Return to your places," the Head Captain banged his staff on the floorboards and I carried Tina in my arms to my position behind Byakuya. He's been quiet even for him while all this was going on. I wondered what he was thinking through all this. He was so unexpressive I could never tell. Staring at the back of his head wasn't helping either. It must be difficult for Tina to not read everyone's thoughts all the time, find out what their really thinking.
"Lieutenant Matsumoto," Hitsugaya started. "If you would please report on what happened outside while you were tailing Kurodo."
"She questioned the prisoner some more," Rangiku replied. "I couldn't hear what they were saying I was too far behind but I could tell she knew about the explosion before it happened. Kiseki was perched on top of the gurney while she questioned the rogue and she cast Bakudō number 39 Enkōsen to shield the guards escorting him out. She wasn't able to extend the shields to herself and willingly took the full force of the explosion to protect them."
"Once again Kiseki shows aptitude for situational awareness, spotting when those around her would be in rouble and acting, often at the expense of her own personal safety," Ukitake commented. "That was the reason she needed the additional water on the battlefield during the invasion, was it not?"
"Yeah," Kyoraku nodded. "The kid's got skill in adapting to crisis situations and plans for the best outcome. A few more years of training and I could see her becoming a captain like she planned."
"It was all her plan out there," Ichigo commented. "And she was the one mostly directing everyone on what to do."
"I don't see how a little more responsibility once she completes her training could be a bad thing," Kyoraku continued. "Why not give her a leadership responsibility. Maybe not Captain just yet..."
"I agree," Captain Hitsugaya had a hand up at his chin, thoughtful expression on his face. Of course he agreed, he was helping her to become a captain. "If we want to make sure she stays on the right path we need to start showing her some trust. Continued penalising could effect the way she operates here, after all, it was us who invited her here. Treating her like a criminal is only going to make her act like one."
"I propose we offer Kiseki a seated position in one of the divisions after her recovery as a sign of good faith and in response to her recent actions towards the court guard squads," Byakuya said finally.
"An excellent idea," Unohana agreed.
"Are you forgetting the insolence and blatant disrespect she showed for the Captain Commander during the inquiry?" Captain Soifon yelled.
"Absolutely not," Kyoraku replied. "Which is why she'll be placed in a squad with a captain and taught proper discipline."
"Not my squad," she replied.
"Noted," he countered. "So that rules out division two, five and nine. Any volunteers? I wouldn't mind seeing her in my squad."
"With respect Captain," Nanao interrupted. "If the intent is to teach Kiseki respect and proper discipline than would it not be better to place her in a squad with a firm leader. You don't always lead by the best example, sir."
"Hahaha, she's got you there old friend," Ukitake laughed. "That rules out eight as well."
"She's welcome in my squad," Ichigo said.
"Did you miss the part about learning respect?" I chimed in.
"Hey!" He called back and everyone chuckled.
"Please take sixth division out of the running as well," Byakuya commented. "I fear putting her in my squad while our relationship is so strained may push her father away than bring her closer."
To say I was annoyed was putting it extremely mildly. My captain just took the good opportunity I had to keep a sharp eye on Tina and make sure she was protected and threw it out the window. Was it that hard for him to just apologise for being to harsh and move on?
"Two, three, five, six, eight and nine," Hisagi counted. "What does that leave now? Are there any other volunteers or do we have to get her to take the aptitude test like most academy graduates?"
"She's always welcome in my squad," Captain Kurotsuchi volunteered and I shuddered.
"After what you just said about wanting to study psychics," I blurted out without thinking.
"Why you!" He started.
"A good point," Captain Zaraki agreed. "Sending her to work in that squad would be like sending her to her own grave, even if the kid does have some serious fighting spirit."
"And I suppose you want her for your squad?" Kurotsuchi sneered.
"We don't have much use for kido type zanpakutos in my squad, although they're not strictly prohibited, she wouldn't much fit in," Zaraki replied.
"That just leaves one, four, seven, ten and thirteen," Izuru counted.
"Though she does poses compassion and a protective instinct for her fellow man, she may be too spirited for my squad. She would do well in a squad that worked in offence as well as defence," Captain Unohana replied. Did no one want her?
"That leaves one, seven, ten and thirteen, if no one objects, what if we offered those squads as choices and let her decide?" I asked.
"An excellent idea Lieutenant Abarai," Captain Unohana chimed. "Now all that's left is to decide which position she will hold, or should that be left to the discretion of the captain in charge?"
"Leaving it to the captain might be the best bet," Hitsugaya replied. "They can decide where they are most comfortable putting her and work accordingly."
"Then it is decided," the Soutaicho decided. "Kurodo Kiseki is to be placed among the thirteen court guard squads after recuperation and cease academy training immediately."
"Will action be taken against her for going awol?" Kyoraku asked.
"Seeing as she was under academy training at the time that will be at the discretion of her tutor to decide," he banged his staff on the ground. "This meeting is dismissed."
"Ahh," Captian Unohana said as we walked out of the meeting room side by side, me carrying Tina in my arms. "Here they are now. Hanataro, please bring that gurney over here."
"Y-yes ma'am," he nodded and hurried over. I laid Tina down and brushed some hair behind her ear. "Should I take her to her usual treatment room?"
"Yes Hanataro," she nodded. "And please arrange for more comfortable lodgings for Lieutenant Abarai's visits."
"Y-yes, right away," he agreed.
Main POV
"No," I woke up saying, but I didn't know why.
"No what?" Renji asked from beside me.
"I'm not sure," I replied, looking at him feeling confused and groggy. "I'm so sorry for worrying you, for almost doing that to you," I threw myself at him. "I love you so much!"
"I know," he stroked the back of my head. "Easy now, don't go throwing yourself around so soon into recovery."
"How long was I out this time?" I asked.
"A few days this time," he replied. "But you're still weak, so don't push it."
"How much trouble did you get in when you showed up again?" I asked.
"Your father pretty much knew I was with you the whole time," he explained. "He kept me locked up in our brig for a while, demanding I tell him what I knew. But after a week he let me out. After that the invasion happened so it was a good thing we have all hands on deck."
"I'm sorry." I meant it. "You shouldn't have had to go to prison for me."
"It wouldn't be the first time I've been in that cell," he responded. "Don't worry about it."
"I hope it's the last," I commented. "I don't want you getting any more trouble for me."
"Don't you know I'll go wherever you do? And trouble tends to follow you. So I guess we're stuck."
"I guess we are," I agreed smiling softly at him.