Rise of the Descendant-Chapter 54 Tear shedding relief

At Urahara's place, Kai, Ikkaku and Yumichika were standing before the door. The goth had her sunglasses back on and Madarame had a bamboo stick resting on his shoulder. A toothy smirk was evident on her lips, she had the idea of enjoying her stay...even if it meant causing a fight... "Well, this is it." He grinned and looked over at the goth, only to notice that smirk she had and grew worried. "Great...she usually smirks or grins like that, when she has something planned..." He stated in his head, whilst a sweat drop rolled down the side of it. Reaching for the door, he opened it and inside was a man with a green stripped hat and wood clogs. A fan was flapping to give off a cool breeze, as he sat at his table cross legged with a pleasant smile on.

A short, red haired boy and a black haired girl in pigtails stood on either side of the man. In one of the seats on the floor, Renji was sitting and was staring at the three at the door. "What are you guys doing here?" He questioned with a quick blink and raise of his brow.

"I need to talk with Urahara alone; Kai, you and Yumichika stay here a minute, ok?" Ikkaku asked and looked over at the two, the goth grinning madly was the only response he got.

"Sure, I don't miiiind, hehehehhehehe.~" She chuckled and stepped inside.

"You're certainly a new face, haven't seen you around here before! What's your name?" He asked the six foot, two inch woman with an amused grin. Both the kids in there moved their attention to the punk, whilst the red headed kid narrowed his eyes.

Her expression changed from amused to boredom, her lips frowned in displeasure when she had to tell him her name. Walking up to the man after taking off her black leather, steel toe combat boots and got on her knees. She slammed both her fists strongly on to the table, leaned over, forward and hovered over the table a bit. Her shades scooted down the bridge of her nose slightly, making her mahogany and brown mixed orbs peek just a bit over them. Shadow veiled over her eyes and they glared deeply into the strange man's unfazed irises. "Why the hell do you wanna know...?" She asked darkly, soon having the very shadow from her eyes, engulf her face intimidatingly.

He smiled casually and shut his fan, as well his orbs. "Isn't it proper to have an introduction?~ It's fine if you don't want to, I'll just call you miss feisty is all!" He cheered the last sentence and had a happy background appear behind him.

She widened her eyes at that, what he said reminded her of when Kyouraku said that... Grumbling, she stood to her full height and crossed her arms, she was not happy... "FINE! …..Kaiorin Coumetsu..." She decided to say and paced towards the wall, sitting down cross legged against it.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Coumetsu. I'm Kisuke Urahara and these two are ginta-" He began, as he pointed towards the boy. "and Ururu, they live here with me." He said with his index finger moving over to the girl with pigtails, a smile was plastered. He stood from his seat and took off his hat, his hair was a bit messy and it was (Can't remember if his hair was dirty blonde or light brown, sorry... T.T ) light brown. His bangs kind of curved to the sides, his locks was short and almost went down past his neck. "Follow me Madarame, I know the perfect place." He said and made his way to the back, passing through some short drapes that hung in the door frame.

Ikkaku followed the man, leaving Kai, Renji, Yumichika and the two kids in there together. Several minutes had past since they left into another room and the goth had already reached her limit... One of her crossed legs were bouncing out of irritation, gritted teeth in view and her fingers were tightly clamped on her biceps. The kids looked at each other then back at the punk, Renji was just watching her cautiously and Yumi was playing with the strands of his hair. Finally...she lost it, she lost her head and blew a fuse... "WHAT THE HELL IS TAKING THEM SO LONG?! IF THEY DON'T HURRY UP, I'M LEAVIN' AND GOING TO EXPLORE THIS DAMN TOWN! I'M TIRED OF SITTIN' AROUND ALL DAY!" She snapped, as she instantly stood from her spot. She tightened her fists and her expression was silly, angry white eyes with sharp teeth. Good thing she was in her gigai...because her reiatsu was bound to rise in flames and make everyone in that room pass out.

Ginta sneered and narrowed his gaze, randomly taking out a bat and thwacking her upside her head with it. "STOP YOUR COMPLAINING AND WAIT!" He yelled in mid air, while holding the bat there on top her head. He landed and backed away, staring at Kai's...shadowed features. Suddenly he got grabbed by the shirt and was lifted up off the floor. He was pulled in close to her face, her sunglasses fell off and a sharp piercing glare bore into his orbs.

"Do that again jackass and see what happens..." She threatened the boy, his expression grew shocked at her unexpected reaction. Soon a smirk appeared on her lips and widely spread into a big grin. "Unless ya wanna fight me, then that's a whoooole different story.~" Ginta was about to say something, when Renji came up and patted her shoulder reassuringly. She frowned at the contact, rolled her pupils to the corners of her eyes and seen the spiky red head staring at her with squinted peers.

"Cool it Coumetsu, he's just a kid...and I doubt Urahara would want his shop up in flames." He said before removing his hand from her shoulder and moving his attention to the boy. "I'd avoid angering her as much as possible, she's not all that easy to calm down." He stated to the kid and smiled, then turned to go sit back down at the table. "Besides, from what I've heard, she's like a wildfire once you get her started." He added, only to earn a simple grunt from the child.

"Whatever, I'm leavin'... I'm not gonna just sit around for hours on end, I'm fucking bored here! Looks like startin' a fight isn't gonna happen..." She yelled and turned to pace towards the exit. Sliding it open, she was about to leave until Yumi stepped in front of her with a friendly smile.

"Would you at least wait for Ikkaku? You know 'him', so why not wait for him instead? Don't you have anything to occupy yourself with, until he comes back out?" He questioned, making Kai's anger deplete and caused her lips to turn into a frown.

"Damn, I forgot! My ball, I put it my trench coat's pocket." She said and dug around in the said pocket, then pulled it out. She backed up and tossed it in the air, catching it lazily with one hand. Turning around, she sat back down in her previous spot then spun the ball on the tip of her finger.

The fifth seater sighed in relief, it was as if extreme heat died down and allowed him to breathe again.

In the back room with Madarame, they were both discussing matters to each other regarding what Yamamoto had said. The baldy told Kisuke about Kaiorin, how she's the Descendant of the first ruler Daomig'rah, how she was kidnapped and all. He told the man about Yamamoto and Hueco Mundo's Lordship making a truce between each other, then said the Head Captain needed to speak with him personally. "Hmmm...I do believe I recall some events that occurred back then..." Urahara stated with a contemplating stare, then folded his arms. "Looks like I got no choice but to use the communication on screen, that would be about the only way I can talk to him... Go and let him know that I'll be waiting on the other side of the screen, that is...if you're not too busy of course.~" He said and smiled.

"Sorry I would but, I have to stay with Kai right now. The Head Captain sent her and I out in the world of the living for a couple days, she's on her first mission. It's a test to see if she's able to kill a hollow or not, we don't know if she's mentally capable of doing it." Ikkaku replied and put a hand to his hip, now having his zanpakuto on his one shoulder.

"Aaw...what a shame, well alright. I'll just have to keep it on until he appears on screen, thank you for informing me." Twas his simple answer, before shifting in his stance and going back to the main room with everyone. Ikkaku watched his backside, with hidden thoughts swarming his irises. He followed soon after, brushing through the short drapes and noticing something odd... Everything was quiet...too quiet... Kai was laying on her back, tossing her back ball up and down, Ginta was outside with Ururu playing some sort of game and Yumichika was chatting with Renji on the steps in front of the shop.

"That's surprising, I was expecting fire to be lit up in here..." He mumbled to himself with a shocked expression, blinking all the while. Kisuke sat down at the table but, was closer to Kai than usual.

"So, you're the Descendant of Lord Daomig'rah? I sure wasn't expecting that, is that what you look like out of your gigai too? I'm sure you look a lot different, considering you have hollow blood in you.~" He sung and chuckled, causing the woman to catch the ball one last time and keep it held above her head. He was interested to say the least, not once in his entire life had he heard of a pure blood half breed like her.

She turned her head while still laying on her back, gave the most bored expression ever and remained in that position. "Of course I look different, ya got a problem!?" She questioned in a slightly risen voice, only to hear the man chuckle once more and seen him open his fan to hide behind it. "THE HELL YOU LAUGHIN' AT?!" She raged and slammed the side of her fist on the floor, slightly raising her upper half.

"My, my, such colorful language.~ Swearing a lot and being rude, hasn't your parents taught you any manners?~" He teased, which she didn't take too well and fumed... She bolted up from her spot, grabbed his shirt and slammed him against the wall. She was pissed, she hated it when someone pointed that out about her... It wasn't her fault for being that way, for not being taught any manners. "That's none of your damn business!" She gazed into his eyes dangerously, of course him not being afraid by this...he just stared back at her with a frown. Some words though made her let go of the man and it was Madarame's voice...

"Kai, he's just teasing you..." Ikkaku said, watching her release him and turn away. She kept her slits upon her victim, then slowly turned to leave through the front door... when she got stopped again. "Kai stop... You've told our Captain about your past, so why not me? I'm sure Yumichika's just as curious as I am... Every time someone says somethin' that relates to your past, you always rage about it or get angry and leave..." As if on que, the said man blinked in curiosity and stood to his feet. The baldy was in her way, blocking the exit and crossing his arms.

I'VE TOLD ONE TOO MANY AND I WAS FUCKING FORCED TO TELL HIM, I'M NOT GONNA TELL ANYONE ELSE YOU HEAR ME?!" She raged out, backed up slightly and pried off her gigai. Being out of that thing felt good to her, but she was still pissed. As soon as she was about to brush past him, she got hugged by the man and was held in place.

"I'm not going anywhere or let you go, until you tell me..." He mumbled, both arms wrapped around her frame and prevented her from flailing her arms. His chin laid on her shoulder and his eyes held seriousness, he was determined now. Moving his irises up to view the others, specifically at Kisuke. "Sorry Mr. Urahara, hope you don't mind... I'm just tired of her not trusting anyone... Especially me..." He mumbled the last part, to where no one could hear him.

"No-no do go on, I'm quite curious myself. I wanna know why she wasn't taught any manners.~ She's quite amusing to say the least." He put his hat back on and frowned, then stuffed both his hands in the sleeves of his robes.

Having his attention going back to the goth, he could hear her panting from anger. "Kai come on, just tell me." No matter how much he tried, she would not speak. Instead, she screamed out loud and thrashed about, trying to get free from his hold. Her flaming reiatsu spiked, making her hair and open male kimono to fly upward with it. Her lava veins gleamed along with her slits, her sunglasses had already fallen off from her actions.

"LET GO DAMMIT, LET GOOOOOO! AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" She raged again, she thought she didn't need to use a lot of strength to get out of his hold...she was wrong though. His muscles were flexing harshly, trying to keep her held in place. (Imagine when he was popping his one arm back in place, by flexing his muscles~) He had already gotten out of his gigai, when he was in the backroom with Kisuke. "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, IF YOU DON'T LET GO RIGHT NOOOOOW!" He knew that was a lie...he knew she liked him, he knew she wouldn't hurt him.

"No you won't..." He softly spoke and shut his eyes, pulling her in a tighter hug. She kept screaming and thrashing about but, through those screams...he could hear her crying a little. So looking up slightly to see just the side of her face...he seen tears down her cheeks... His lids widened by a fraction at that, then decided to put his chin back in place and let her fire burn out. He waited...waited...and by each moment that passed, her fire died down a bit.. What was left now, was her crying in his shoulder. Both the kids outside had stopped to watch the scene play out, watching Madarame kneel down with her following suit. She cried for a while...a long while...all that pint up sorrow was finally leaving her blazing heart and lifting the weight that held her down for so long. Last time she cried...was in front of Grimmjow, it just slipped though. A single tear had strayed from her, when she told Zaraki about her past...but now...now was different...

She didn't understand why it felt so nice to cry on him, to be held by him, to feel safe in his arms like this. She didn't understand anything...nothing made sense.. The feelings that she gained for Ikkaku, frustrated her deep down...but at the same time, she just let it go with the flow. The past...it still hurt her, even after she told Zaraki about it...it still pained her. The one woman who's never felt love before, never understood the feelings of liking someone, the woman who was outward and innerly innocent...was finally taking the hint that she liked and trusted him; Cause he wouldn't let her go, not now and was highly doubtful that he ever would. It was embarrassing to her, to have eyes on her while she was in that state...she didn't care though...if felt too nice to be held... Held by someone whom she had feelings for, even the thought of her own Captain doesn't even make her feel weird anymore... Ever since that kiss from Madarame...most thoughts of him lingered in her mind.

After some time, she had finally opened up; Even if it 'was' in the most random of places, she still told him. She told him what happened between her and Morgus, through both betrayals and making up afterwards. Told him about how she grew up in the Rukongai, about how the villagers would beat on her, call her names and treat her badly. How Morgus taught her how to defend herself, taught her how to get food and such. She never stole though...that was one thing she was taught never to do, by her brother. She told them about how she was abandoned by her parents when she was possibly four years of age, explaining to them that 'that' was why she was never taught any manners. The main thing her brother taught her, was how to survive, how to fight and how to hunt food. She even said that she did odd jobs for people, despite them being afraid of her. She told them that everyone in the Rukongai hated her, feared her because of her eyes and her strength. She used to be a good girl, relying on Morgus and calling him for help when she couldn't fight back. She was always on the run with her brother, always afraid because she didn't want to get hurt...

Everything she told them, set them all in a mournful mood. Ikkaku had pity in his eyes, he couldn't believe she went through all of that... Growing up all alone, after Setsuen betrayed her during that rainfall and was forced to fend for herself for so many centuries...was shocking. Everything she said was surprising, now he knew...why...she was that way... It was understandable. Renji, the two kids, Yumichika, Kisuke and another...tall man with a mustache? Stared at her with frowns and had the same emotion, that was in Ikkaku's irises.