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Author's Note: I am so sorry for the two month hiatus! I was searching for inspiration and thanks to a few comments from the author poll, I I have the next few chapters all planned out! So, I'm back on track! lol. I really hope you all like this chapter,and thank you again to those who are reading and commenting this fanfic. It is greatly appreciated. :) Let me know in the reviews how I am doing, and who or what would you guys like to see next. I'll try my best to fit them in the plot :)

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Title Chapter: This Game Hansuke's Pov

Hansuke's Chapter

The fallen knight. Is that how Ayahiko sees me now? I constantly asked myself. Does he truly believe I can be taken off the board by taking Hisana? It wasn't a bad idea. Hate to admit it, but it was genius. For the past year, Ayahiko still hasn't managed to find our hide out. I know it is bugging him. If there's anything in this world he hates most is not knowing, it makes him feel inferior and incompetent-normal.

So, he takes someone dear to us-to me- in hopes that we would reveal our secret base or surrender even, but that's far fetched. We all knew the consequences for this quest. If one falls, we honor their sacrifice in battle. Sounds harsh, but reality is not a sugar coated candy. At least, the reality that is the future I live in.

I placed the white horse chess piece in my pocket as I shifted my attention to the meeting in squad one's barracks. The Head Captain wanted Ichigo to give him a full report on what happened, which wasn't much to tell or go on. Ayahiko was dressed not as the Captain of the Royal guards that a standard black and red uniform, but as the Emperor. To top it all off, he knocked Ichigo out without drawing his sword.

Either he's gotten freakin' SAO boss level skilled or was just messing with Ichigo. I thought to myself.

"A person stronger than Aizen…" Captain Ukitake said grimly. "Is-is that even possible?"

There was a moment of grim silence. Through my bangs, I glanced at the faces of every Captain. At the moment, Aizen is and will always their greatest challenge yet. A few in the future will argue that the Quincy King was, but Head Captain Yamamoto (along with the captains that fought him the first time during the Holy War) knew how his fighting style. Aizen like my father is a wildcard. They're both known for being genius', cunning, and extremely unpredictable. And now that Hisana and I bought another unknown element into their lives, it was making an ever growing problem worse.

Out of all the people in the meeting room, Ichigo had a depressing expression as if someone died. His arms were folded, eyes droopy into to the ground as he beheld this long frown. Is he seriously brooding? I thought judgely. If anyone was to brood, it should have been me. It was my fault that Hisana got taken, and mine alone. However, I had to constantly remind myself that this Ichigo before me is the past. He's not the man that became a legend. For that man-that Ichigo-he was fierce and was a force not to be wreckin with. The depressed Ichigo that stood before me now still has a lot to learn and trials to conquer.

"Don't look so grim, Ichigo-sama." I pushed myself off the wall with my foot and stared at the future Captain and father of my best friend. I placed a hand on his shoulder. "You gave it your all, and that's better than doing nothing. I've known many who shit their pants, just by looking at the Emperor once and ran. You will have your chance again. This game the Emperor is playing, it's not over."

I left the council room and decided to walk around the Seiretei for some peace and solitude to think about not only my next move, but Ayahiko's as well. Subconsciously, I made my way to the Kuchiki residence. Specifically, the vast forest that surrounded the manor. There was a small koi pond, just large enough to be a pool in the middle of this forest. Alongside of the ponds, there were a dozen or so shidarezakura trees with cascading willow like branches that in the spring will bear pink blossoms. I made my way to a tree near the water and sat right under it. Leaning my back on the trunk and sword in hand ready to draw, I closed my eyes and drifted to the past.

A warm spring breeze filled the air with a sweet scent as thousand of cascading pink petals that gleamed in the moonlight, showered down on two young children. The water rippling against the wind as fireflies twinkled in the grass throughout the clearing. The chirping of the insects near the pond brought together the serene atmosphere.

'What is this place?' Asked the young boy as the young girl held his hand as she lead him further and further into the clearing.

The girl let go of his hand and faced him. 'You like it? I thought it would be the perfect place to watch the meteor shower together.' She replied with a smile.

The young boy looked around for a second time. It was a perfect place. The trees weren't so high and obscuring, which was essential for gazing at the meteor shower.

'Like it? I love it!" He replied enthusiastically. However, it didn't matter where he was. As long as he was with her, any place was perfect. A short time had passed, as the two children laid down near the pond, eyes glued on the night sky. After a short while, hundreds upon hundreds of falling stars filled the night sky in streaks of blue and white. It was like gazing upon fiery jewels.

'Quick let's make a wish before they disappear!' suggested the boy. He and the girl rapidly both shut their eyes, as they made their wish. When the children opened their eyes, the meteor shower was over.

'Wasn't that the best!' The boy cried as he leaped from the ground and grinned. He turned around to help the girl off the meadow grass.

'Yeah,' the girl replied smiled as she took his hand and stood up. 'I hope my wish comes true.'

'What did you wish for?'

'I can't tell you or it won't come true, silly!'

'Pleaseee,' The boy begged.

The girl sighed and started to fidget with her pink kimono. 'Well, I have known you since we were in diapers, and I just wished that you'd be my best friend forever…' She said shly. 'Kaien-sama says friends come and go, and I don't want us to split apart when we get older. When I say it outloud, seems like a stupid wish, huh?'

The young boy stared at her for moment then laughed. The girl eyes started to fog, tears started to stream down her light pale face. "Stop laughing at me!" She pushed him, and he fell to the ground still laughing. "It's not funny, I'm serious!"

He looked up at her, wiping a tear. "Hisana-chan, Hisana-chan," The boy got stood up and placed a hand on her head. 'We will always be best friends. Forever.'

'Y-you really mean that, Suke?' She replied in a sniffle, wiping her nose with her sleeve. If her Uncle was here, he would have disapproved. "Pinkie promise?" She held out her pinkie towards him.

He smiled and interlocked his pinkie finger with hers. 'I swear on my soul. Nothing and no one will ever get between us.'

The memory faded and in came a new one, but this wasn't a memory at all. I saw vast pale room with white marble flooring, frosted in a thin layer of ice. Splattered across the white canvas flooring, blood gleamed under a crest moonlight as the sound of a blade slicing, following a familiar grunt echoed the room. I turned and saw Hisana out of breath in her soul reaper uniform. She even wore her captain's coat.

Kneeling on one knee, she leaned on her zanpakuto for support. A stream of blood went down her left arm and a cut across her cheek. I also noticed her zanpakuto wasn't in release form. She slowly stood up and with both hands on her handle, Hisana took her stance: right foot forward, left foot back.

'Hisana, please, stand down.' pleaded another familiar voice. I turned around and glared at her attacker. To my surprise, it was- 'Kaien-sama.' staggered backwards a bit. So, he was alive after all.

' I-we- are telling the truth.' Kaien said taking a step forward as he motioned to himself and Ayahiko who was no doubt watching this fight, but from a distance along with other spectators. After all, this was a rare opportunity. No one has ever seen the Kurosaki children fight like this before.

Kaien placed a hand over his chest. 'I am your brother, Hisana….Please, stop this madness! You can't stop this that's why I'm protecting you! That's why I made the deal with Ayahiko!'

I turned my attention back to Hisana. She nodded her head in confusion and disbelief as she was fighting back the tears of anger and of sadness.

'If you truly are my brother, then you should know that Kurosaki's don't give up so easily!' She replied with a cold stare as she let go of her zanpakuto with left hand and with her right, twisted her wrist in a counterclockwise motion and muttered, 'Darken and gleam in the twilight, Gesshoku (Eclipse)'.

With my own protest cry, she flash step and charged at her brother. 'So stubborn,' He muttered then spoke his release command and when his two twin blades met hers: fire and ice erupted and clashed.

I woke up shouting Hisana's name and instinctively drew my sword, but quickly realized that I was a world away to help her. Rubbing my face, I walk to the pond and stabbed my sword into the soft earth. On my knees, I cupped some water into my hands and threw some water on my face and head, to cool me down from the sweat induced nightmare. I watched the rippling water of my reflection until it went still. Before I looked away, there was another reflection in the water. Glancing upwards, I saw a breathtaking women with eyes of light blue, so light that it almost looked silver.

She wore a blood red- black kimono with a white obi belt. Her pale white skin glowed, giving a celestial presence as a gust of wind blows on her free strands of salt peppery hair that was pinned up in a complicated hairstyle by gold and silver ornaments. Strapped on the white obi belt, on the right side of the hip, a white/black Wakizashi. She walked on the water, taking short strides with her bare feet towards me, not caring that her kimono was touching the pond water.

I took a step back. "Who-who are you?" I asked, leaning my arm on the guard ready to draw at any time.

"I'm glad to see you're alright, Shōmei ōkami (Lightning Wolf) and of course you, Master Suke." The woman landed on the ground with such grace and tipped her head to me. It was almost like a bow. "My lady will be quite pleased, given her current unfortunate circumstance."

"Y-you're Hisana's zanpakuto aren't you?" I took a step back. "Gesshoku. "

"I am. Glad you recognized me. " She replied warmly.

I took a step forward. "Is Hisana okay?! Is she hurt?! Injured?!" A thousand questions rushed in mind, and I didn't know what to ask next.

Gesshoku's face stayed tranquil, but underneath all was a hint of worry. "What I showed you has not yet transpired, but it is inevitable. You and I are running out of time, Urahara Hansuke."

I casted a dark frown. "I-I know. You didn't have to use the last of your power to tell me that." I replied softly as I clenched my fist. The weight of the chess piece grew heavier in my pocket.

"No, but I came here to tell you the Emperor's next move." Gesshoku's said as she looked at the scene unfolding before her. A cold gust of wind surrounded us- the trees. The water rippling in half crescent ringlets as the half moon gleamed brightly in the twinkling sky. "My lady, only has twenty four hours to escape from her overprotective big brother and flee from Emperor Ayahiko and his forces." She began. "For tomorrow, he plans to take Hisana back to the future and finish the process of ceasing her abilities."

My head shot up. "He can't do that." I blurted out. "He may be the emperor but he isn't that powerful. And to seal a Kurosaki's power, that takes a lot of work. My braclet couldn't perfectly conceal her spiritual pressure because Hisana is more than just a soul reaper."

She's a soul reaper and a Quincy. Possible fullbringer and hollow. Thinking about the genetic possibilities alone were giving me a headache.

"Why do you think he's in Hueco Mundo? You know as well as I that he could have wiped this version of the thirteen court guard squad easily. But with my lady present with you, it made the matters of the game and his heart more difficult. In order to seal his vision of a "perfect world", he needed her out of the way. And the only person with keen intelligent other than your father is-"

"Aizen."

Gesshoku sighed, summoning a fan from who knows where. "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. It's a shame really. I thought he was a rather nice suitor for Hisana. He's zanpakuto spirit wasn't that bad looking either."

I glared at her and as a response out of jealously, my zanpakuto sent a bolt of electricity at her. Gesshoku dodged it with ease with her fan, but using it as a shield to smack it away. She tsked as she raised an eyebrow. "So, you do have feelings for my lady? Well, you should have made the first move then."

I felt a blood vein pop on my forehead. "You think I don't know that." I sharply grumbled, but took a deep breath. "As much as would love to gossip about my hopeless love life, is there anything else of great importance you should inform me on?"

She started laughing at me, but then cried out in pain. She crumbled to the ground, her spirit form flickering from solid to transparent.

"Gesshoku, are you okay?!" I helped her up.

"It's begun," She said holding her chest. "I must go and aid Hisana."

"Gesshoku, wait!" I cried and reached out to her, but she was already walking across the center of the pond.

She paused and glanced behind her shoulder and with tearful eyes said to me, "When you go after her, Hansuke, promise me that you'll tell her. "

"I swear on my soul, Gesshoku." As I watch Gesshoku vanish beyond the creeping mist like a shadow in the night; I promised more than just rescuing Hisana and telling her my feelings I wanted to declare since I was ten. I vowed I'd beat Ayahiko at his own game. A plan started to form in my mind, and I took out my chess piece and stared at it for a moment.

"I may be a fallen knight, but not for long old friend." Turning around, I toss the white horse chess piece over my shoulder and smirked. "Let the true game begin".

I lifted my head, a sword was in my face. I smiled at the intruder in the shadows. "I was wondering who was watching me. How may I be of service, Captain Kuchiki?"

Indeed it was Hisana's uncle who step out of the shadows, his sword didn't lower. "You can start by telling the truth." He said sternly. "Tell me, Urahara Hansuke, who is the emperor that has my niece prisoner."