Whose a hostage?
When Yamada Hanataro woke up this morning, he wasn't really ready for the many events sent his way, the first event was another prank set on his futons pillow, a mass of moving spider shapes that made him scream awake the whole barracks of the fourth division.
The second event was him accidentally misplacing his Zanpakutō from where he had last left it, only to find it where he was last posted for his daily duties, resulting in him being late.
The third was when this strange collision above made him scramble to his station, only to once again forget his Zanpakutō.
The fourth, was when they heard reports of an all out attack at the eleventh division, prompting Hanataro and his relief team to head over to assess the wounded… until he lost track of his team.
Which after wandering through the squad elevens barracks did he make the wrong turn to a street where more unconscious Shinigami lay, staring at the carnage of bruises and broken bones, Hanataro watched as an orange haired teen parried a Zanpakutō with a cane with ease.
Watching the teen block into a stand still, he gave a vicious headbutt with the man with the sword leaving himself open to be flipped onto his back from the Cane, following that was a hard kick sending him to lala land.
Allowing the teen to steady his breathing.
Before he turned and stared at Hanataro who froze as they were surrounded by more Squad eleven members.
Which led to now after a botched up hostage situation.
"Geez, I thought you Shinigami would be like comrades, not separated like this!" rushing around a corner with hanataro on his grip, Ichigo looked back to see the small army turn the corner, stopping at a dead end, Ichigo turned his body to the flowing crowd of Shinigami, he set Hanataro down gently, allowing the medic to notice a certain grate on the floor.
"Surrender and maybe we'll let you live long enough to beg!" looking amongst the men before him, Ichigo reached for his book until he perked up and smiled, much to Hanataro's and the shinigami's confusion.
"What are you smiling at you little punk!?"
"Simple" raising a hand with a whip, his fingers clicked with his hair fading into white as his tattoos vanished from his skin, giving a deadly look.
"You're about to experience a nightmare" hearing a rumbling crash from above, the Shinigami looked up to see an object shooting down towards them.
Startled into moving away it made a resonating boom upon landing, sooner rising from the crater to show the large form of Nightmare who swung it's right arm almost lazily, sending a row of stunned Shinigami into a wall, Ichigo turned to Hanataro who had pulled on his pants.
Seeing him in the grate, Ichigo looked to Nightmare who had all attention as he ignored the useless slashes being torn into his sludge body.
Nodding at Nightmare, Ichigo moved to Hanataro as they closed the grate above them.
Allowing them to descend into a tunnel beneath them.
"Thank you for the assistance"
"To be honest I don't know why I helped, but it seemed like the right thing to do"
"Well despite you're choices, I thank you. My name is Kurosaki Ichigo, what's yours?" staring at the teen as they stood at the end of the ladder down, Hanataro stared at him in surprise.
"Wait, Kurosaki, are you the one Kuchiki Rukia had spoken about?"
"the one and only… why?" seeing Hanataro smile sadly, he spoke as he walked along the path.
"I was assigned to clean her cell, in the Senzaikyū" smiling as he set down to sit, Ichigo sat with him with interest.
"She was scary when I first started cleaning, she would always stare at nothing until I called her miss Kuchiki" smiling at the memory, he looked to Ichigo sadly.
"She corrected me, and asked me to call her Rukia" hearing this, Ichigo smiled at the memory of the small petite.
"She was so kind, I was relieved. Each time from then on I always looked forward to clean the cell, and each visit, she would tell me about her time in the land of the living" smiling Ichigo who smiled in thought, Hanataro spoke with a saddened voice though.
"She said she misses a lot of things from there, Mainly you"
Looking up to Hanataro with wide eyes, Ichigo listened as Hanataro continued in his stores, before he stood up with a renewed vigor.
Making Hanataro perk up and follow him in worry.
"Did I say something wrong?"
"No, Hanataro, I just gained a second wind thanks to you"
Standing silently above the horde of unconscious Shinigami, Nightmare gave no outward emotion as it lumbered after the essence of it's wielder far below the ground.
Looking around it's area of current destruction, Nightmare gave no care with it's only objective being reuniting with it's master.
Stopping at feeling a stab in it's lower back, Nightmare's lone eye swivelled over it's body to stare directly into the eyes of a gulping Shinigami who stepped away with Nightmare turning fully to the poor sod.
Before backhanding the little BITCH into a wall.
Satisfied with it's work, Nightmare returned to following the trail of it's master, approaching a wall it collapsed with little resistance, sending debris flying everywhere, startling a woman in a bathtub as she covered her modesty.
Completely ignored by the beast as it continued through the walls… and the one after that, then the next, and the other, oh and don't forget that one, be careful with *CRASH* that… nevermind just do what you do best Nightmare.
