Hey all, I'm updating soon again! That last chapter was a little hard to write, I'm trying not to make this too graphic for more than one reason. (My parentals aren't too keen on the fact I like stories like this.) Anyway, I can only write this story when the safety level is high, as in, no parents in the same room. Encouragement for Hyou is encouraged, because me likes it. Everyone who has reviewed this, arigato.
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Chapter 4
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Hitsugaya walked out the door with Ichigo and Rukia in tow.
"Kurosaki, walk next to me. I can't explain things to you if you're behind me." demanded Hitsugaya.
"Tch, you're not very nice Toshirou." responded Ichigo as he walked to Hitsugaya's side.
"It's Hitsugaya taicho."
"Like I said yesterday: 'Whatever'."
Rukia was getting a little irritated at Ichigo's disrespect toward Hitsugaya, but said nothing.
"Your taking a different route than your previous trips."
"Really now?"
"Yes, since you seem to come a lot, we've arranged your own hell butterfly."
"Hell butterfly?"
"Yes, it allows you to pass through into the Soul Society without any troubles, such as time limits."
"Okay..."
"However, you need to know where you're going. Or you'll end up lost, like Kenpachi."
"He has problems with directions?"
"Yes, as does his vice-captain."
Ichigo had to try hard to suppress a laugh that threaten to come up.
"Moving on. I'm going to take you to Soul Society today, so you know where you're going later."
"What?"
"Did you not catch something?"
"Why the hell do I have to today too!"
"So you won't get lost. Of course, Kuchiki will go with you too, to make sure you don't run off." Hitsugaya indicated to both Rukia and Ichigo.
"Hai, Hitsugaya taicho." replied Rukia.
"Damn." Ichigo muttered.
"Now, we'll leave your body with Urahara-san, and we'll leave."
They arrived at Urahara Shoten in fifteen minutes. Hitsugaya explained things to Urahara, who seemed to already know what was happening.
"Well, well. Kurosaki-san is going back to Soul Society. This time, with an escort." Urahara said, with some minor sarcasm.
"You sound like I'm in trouble Urahara-san." retorted Ichigo.
"Haha, well, out ya go." he said happily, as he shoved his cane through Ichigo's head. His shinigami form popped out, and his body collapsed. Hitsugaya and Rukia, meanwhile, put the soul candy pills into their mouths, and their shinigami forms appeared, and their bodies stepped away, now with mod souls in them.
"Well, now that we're all ready. Kurosaki, I will show you step, by step, on how to enter Soul Society, with the help of a hell butterfly."
"Okay..."
'This should be interesting...'
'Kuroji.'
'Ya?'
'Please, shut up.'
'Tch, antisocial now, eh?'
'Shut up!'
'Alright, alright.'
"You paying attention Kurosaki?" asked Hitsugaya. Ichigo had been staring off into space, soon after Hitsugaya started talking, which made the others a little worried.
"Oh, yeah. What was the first thing?"
Hitsugaya looked like he was ready to smack Ichigo with Hyourinmaru, but refrained. "You picture a door, and stick your zanpakuto into the lock."
"Okay."
"Do it."
"Huh?"
"I said do it, Kurosaki."
"Fine."
Ichigo did as he said, and imagined a door, which he lifted Zangetsu, and put it into the fictitious lock.
"Good. Now turn the zanpakuto a quarter turn to the right."
Ichigo turned Zangetsu a quarter turn to the right.
"Very good."
At that statement, a door did appear, and opened. Three hell butterflies gentley flew out, and fluttered around a little bit.
"Now, picture the place in Soul Society you want to go to. Let's start with the execution grounds, from which you rescued Kuchiki a while back."
Ichigo had memorzied that place all too well. He'd fought there, trained (under) there, and saved Rukia there. The picture was very clear in his mind.
"Okay, now what?"
"Keep that image clear in your mind, and never put it out of your mind until you are fully at your destination. If you don't, you'll end up in a different place. And if you're anything like Zaraki, you will get lost."
"Hey, that's not an encouraging thing to say Toshirou."
"Just do it. We'll meet you on the other side too. If you aren't there, we'll find you. You over-pouring reiatsu is pretty easy to find."
Veins began to appear, showing he was getting pissed. However, he did as he was told. He focused on the execution grounds, and walked through the door. Hitsugaya and Rukia followed soon after.
Ichigo appeared just under the execution rack that he split, and no one bothered to fix. Rukia and Hitsugaya came into view gradually, from a few meters infront of him.
'Dang, ya actually did i' Ichi-kun.'
'Kuroji...'
'Oh, ya still wan' me ta be queit?'
'That would help.'
'Tch, you're lackin' in 'excitement'. Should I pop ou' an say hi?'
Hitsugaya walked over to him as soon as his conversation was over. Rukia was behind him by three steps, a respectable distance.
"Nice Kurosaki. You actually did it right on the first try. The rumors about you being a quick learner are true."
"Shut up Toshirou. I'm here, in one peice, and am where I wanted to be. Can I go back home now?"
"Not quite yet." said Hitsugaya. He seemed to have given up on getting Ichigo to call him by 'Hitsugaya taicho'.
"What the-"
"So this is Vaizard...?" said a voice behind Ichigo.
Ichigo jumped, and turned around to see a man with yellow eyes, black and white face paint, and a weird hat.
"Who the hell are you?"
That outburst from Ichigo caused him severe pain, as he turned back around. Rukia was standing behind him with her fist clenched. She then grabbed Ichigo and dragged him off for a second.
"What the hell was that form Rukia?"
"You talking disrespectful to two taichos will get you killed, idiot!"
"Wierd-o there is a captain?"
"That 'weird-o' is Kurotsuchi taicho!"
"He is the one that's going to tests on my unwilling body!"
"Yes."
Both captains watched Ichigo get scolded from where they stood, both heard the two quite well. Hitsugaya smirking, because he felt that Kurotsuchi was weird as well; and Kurtsuchi was looking Ichigo over, trying to find a difference between a regular shinigami, and the Vaizard that stood before him.
"Come on now Ichigo." whispered Rukia, who then prceeded to drag Ichigo back to the two captains.
"All right boy, this is where we'll meet in a day or two. If you don't show up here on the selected date that Hitsugaya choose, I'll personally come into the living world, and take you here myself. Got it?"
"Don't call me boy."
"Alright, Hitsugaya, Kuchiki, Vaizard," as he said each of their names, he glanced at the owner of each title. "I will be expecting him back here in 37 hours."
"Right." piped Rukia.
"Tch."
"Alright, Kurosaki?" warned Hitsugaya.
"Yeah, yeah."
"Good." both captains almost said in unison.
"Kurosaki, to get back to the living world, we do the same thing. Except, you picture the place in the living world you want to go to." said Hitsugaya.
"Okay."
Ichigo repeated the act of opening the door, and pictured Urahara Shoten. He choose the shop because his body was there. Just before he walked through the door, Kurotsuchi spoke up.
"Remember, Vaizard. 37 hours, and then we get to have fun together."
Ichigo shivered and walked through the door, the Urahara Shoten, clear in his mind. Hitsugaya and Rukia followed.
They appeared just outside of the shop, and Ichigo stormed in, got back into his body, and started heading for the door.
"Oi, Kurosaki-san. How was the trip?" asked Urahara.
"Fucked up." Ichigo said, and as he opened the door and left.
"Kuchiki, I want you to keep an eye on him until it is time to leave." ordered Hitsugaya.
"Okay, Hitsugaya taicho."
"Go."
Rukia hurried after Ichigo. She found him on the roof of his house. He glanced at her as she appraoched him, and then sat next to him.
"Ichigo, they're coming to get you at 2pm tomorrow. You ready for this?"
"What do you think?"
"Not really. You seem mad."
"Is it that obvious? I'm being forced to go to Soul Society, to do what? Be a damned lab rat to a weird ass captain, with mental problems."
Rukia sweatdropped, before answering. "You should tell your father."
"I guess. I wonder if he'll ask the reason I'm going to Soul Society, again." pondered Ichigo. He had found out that his father was a shinigami, during a desparate turning point in the war against the Arrancar. Ichigo gave his old man a beat down for keeping that secret from him. The end result wasn't very pretty.
"Just tell him the truth if he asks."
"The truth?"
"Yeah, it'll probably be easiest."
"I hope you're right."
After a couple of hours after watching the sun set, they both went down stairs. They had missed dinner, which got them a raging Isshin. Ichigo explained to him, after beating him up, that he was going to Soul Society for a while. Fortunatly, Yuzu and Karin were in their rooms, occupying themselves. Isshin didn't ask why, because he could tell that Ichigo didn't want to talk about it.
"Well, just come back in one piece Ichigo, or I'll find a way into Soul Society, and kick your ass up and down all of Rokongai and Seireitei (or however you spell the place xD)!"
"Okay."
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Ichigo was walking down to Urahara Shoten, at 1:30pm. He didn't want to leave early, but Rukia persisted that they did. They met up with Hitsugaya half way there. He was partially surprised he wasn't putting up a fight. The group of three entered the shop, and Urahara was waiting, and so was Nemu – Kurotsuchi's vice-captain.
"It's good to see you came on time, Kurosaki-san." said Nemu, as she bowed.
"I'm amazed they didn't have to have shinigami drag you here Kurosaki-san." sang Urahara.
"Shut it."
"Urahara-san. Watch our gigais for us while we're over there." requested Hitsugaya.
"Of course, Hitsugaya-kun." answered Urahara, happily. "I'll have Kon stay in Kurosaki-san's body, so it won't rot."
Urahara then proceeded to push all three shinigami out of their bodies. Ichigo did the routine of opening the door, and going through. Once again, he was followed by Hitsugaya, Rukia, then Nemu.
"Good luck, Kurosaki-san!" Urahara said.
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Alright, chapter 4!
I'm amazed this is as long as it is...I expected it to be shorter. Happy it wasn't that short, though.
Anyways, read and review, please.