Chapter One: A Journey Unknowingly Begins
It was a sunny mid-April morning in Karakura, Japan. The light from the sun shining into a modest 2 level house, as the light shone into an upstairs window of a bedroom that faced the front of the house. The sun light hitting the face of the 16-year-old teen boy who was sleeping in bed. The boy began to stir and simply uttered a single word in an annoyed tone due to his unwanted awakening, "Fuck". With that the young man began to wake up and prepare for the day ahead.
The young man's name Yoshiro Abe, he stood a decent height of 6'3". A lean yet muscular build, mocha skin and wild blond hair that fell somewhat across both sides of his face. With strands of hair that stretched down to middle of his back that he kept in braided ponytail. Along with deep blue cerulean eyes that shined like the sea. Truly a unique looking appearance for someone born to a Japanese father.
That was it though, he was only half Japanese technically. His mother was a native of Hawaii, his father met and fell in love with on a business trip. His mother herself only being only half native, with her father having been a blond haired and blue-eyed Caucasian from California. He inherited most of his looks from his mothers' side of the family. Not that he knew any of his family from his mother's side, having all died long before he was born. Atleast that was what he had been told by his father long ago when he had asked when he was still only a young kid.
He didn't even know his own mother, her having died giving birth to him. A fact that weighed heavy on him, not that he would ever probably ever openly admit it to anyone. He hardly remembered much of his own father who died in a tragic accident when Yoshiro was seven. Though he could recall his father was a kind and gentle man, who loved and cared for his family and friends. He was also a man who planed ahead, having set up a sizeable trust fund for his son incase anything were to happen to him.
So, this is what Yoshiro was, a 16-year-old orphan living out of his fathers' old home. Living his life day to day all on his own. Currently getting ready for the day ahead of him.
He looked at the clock in his room, 8:14 AM. "It's too early to be waking up on a Saturday. Need to keep my curtains better closed when I go to bed." Oh well, too late now." He noted with a sarcastic tone. "guess I'll get ready, it's Saturday so I have the whole weekend to look forward to". After cleaning himself up and getting dressed he decided what he would do for the day. "Think I'll just grab my guitar, one of my small portable amps and just travel around town doing whatever comes to mind." He grabbed his orange and black Gibson Les Paul Guitar. A small battery powered amp he could carry in a backpack with a cord and proceeded to head out the door. Dressed in all black high-top Chuck Taylor shoes, urban colored camo cargo pants, a tight fitted Rage Against the Machine band t-shirt and a pair of black leather cut-off gloves.
"well time to head off on the road of life and see where it takes me." He said with a little mirth and took of towards the heart of town.
He spent the day hanging around the town, spending time at the arcade, then the local shopping center for lunch and picked up some snacks and drinks for later. Just roaming about doing his own thing. Playing and singing a few tunes for anyone who bothered to ask. He didn't mind, he thoroughly enjoyed doing it. Although doing his best to ignore that glares from some people due to his unique appearance.
While he had no insecurities about his looks, it always pissed him off that people would seemingly judge him poorly simply for the uniqueness of his natural traits. He had gotten into a few fights over such things in the past. As he made his past some past a group of people towards the local manga shop. He couldn't help but notice a mother pull her children closer to her as walked by, giving him a glare.
"Such ignorant people. They should judge others off their actions. Not by their looks, who they are or even what they are." He mused to himself.
After spending some time in the manga shop, he decided to head off and meet up with some individuals he knew at the local graveyard. He was meeting them there since said people were ghost.
Yoshiro had always been able see ghost even at a young age. He had no idea why and nor, had he told this trait of his to anyone. Last thing he wanted was for people to start seeing him as some sort of nutjob. Truth fully he enjoyed the company of the spirits, perhaps more so than other living people. He might have had to do with the ghost tending to feel alone most of the time, with Yoshiro himself feeling somewhat sad for them. As well as understanding having the same kind of feelings of loneliness from time to time.
So, he would go the graveyard every so often and perform for the spirits present. They ghost were very happy to have the company.
"Hey it's Yoshiro, welcome!" Spoke the ghost of a middle-aged man. "hey everyone, hope your doing well." Yoshiro replied warmly. As he set up his equipment he talked with the other spirits.
"So, anything new around here by chance?" he asked, "Not really, pretty much the same old, same old." Replied the ghost of a young woman. "well let me try to add a little excitement then for you all." With that he began performing This is a Call by The Foo Fighters.
He continued playing and singing various songs, as the various spirits would cheer and enjoy the music the whole time. He noticed the sun going to down and decided it was time to go grab some dinner.
"well guys it's been fun but it's time for me to head out for the day." He kindly said. "see you next time and stay safe Yoshiro." Spoke the same female spirit from earlier. "will do." He replied as he finished packing his things and headed off to the food district in town.
He grabbed himself a can of his favorite soda and his favorite food, grilled octopus from a street vendor. He started thinking to himself. "What should I do? I don't want to go home yet. Especially seeing how it's a weekend and I don't need to worry about getting up for school. Guess I'll just head to that abandoned warehouse at the industrial district of town. Head up to the roof top and practice some more." With that he finished off his meal and started walking off to his destination.
It was good time into the night by the time he arrived at his destination on the warehouse roof. Thankfully all the lights that shined in the district provided just enough light for him to be able to see what he was doing. Some might find it odd for him to go to such a place for something as his own personal music practice. The reasons for it were quite simple. It was secluded enough he could practice as much and loudly as he wanted without bothering anyone. Plus, the view on the roof of the rest of Karakura was a pretty sight to him. The night lights of the town glowed and shined across the entire place displayed and blended. Into a sight he found oddly calming.
All set up and ready, he began to play to his hearts fullest. This carried on for a few hours he had just finished playing Get Off of My Cloud by The Rolling Stones. When he turned his head up towards to the sky on his right to look at the stars. To instead see something completely unexpected.
What he saw truly baffled him. For what seemed to be a woman floating in the air a few hundred feet up and away from him. It was her appearance that truly made him question what he was seeing. She had black chin length hair, pale skin, her body had petite yet curvy shape to it. She had a tube top that looked to be made of some sort of bone material oddly. That covered up what he could tell was a decent sized bust. she also had what seemed to be gauntlets made of the same odd bone material on her hands and down her forearms. Her waist down to her ankles were completely covered in a brownish fur, like that of a white-tailed deer. Her feet were completely exposed and looked human.
Her most distinctive traits was her face and head. Her eyes were two different colors one being an icy blue and the other being an amber with a red ring around it. The top of her head towards her face had single spiked horn that slightly curved up and back. While there was an antler on either side that extended about a foot back that were shaped just like deer antlers.
Her whole look was other worldly, unique, non-human and even tomboyish. Yoshiro couldn't help but find her look somewhat strange and yet oddly charming and kind of cute all at once for some reason. He must have kept his gaze lingering for too long for the woman's eyes suddenly went wide, her jaw dropped, and she suddenly and practically yelled out.
"You can fucking see me!?"
Yoshiro instinctively took a step back and simply thought to himself. "This might end poorly for me."
*Flashback to hueco mundo earlier that day*
"God dammit Mila! Could you watch where you swing the fat ass of yours!? You nearly knocked me over for Fucks sake." Emilou said angrily.
"How the hell is that my fault!? You were the one who walking around not paying any attention to your surroundings." The lion like vasto Mila rose responded upset.
"I was in deep thought."
"About what?"
"Simple you moron, we have to start figuring out how were going to start handling things from here on out. Now that were all vasto lords." Emilou spitefully responded.
Emilou, Mila rose and, Sung-sun had only just achieved the level of vasto lord, the same level as their mistress Halibel. Emilou was wanting to start taking time to better learn everything that came with their new status. Sadly, her friends weren't quite as keen on the uptake of things. Believing everything will come about on its own in time. Their indifference pissed her off to no end.
"stop being so damn cranky Emilou, things will work out just fine." Mila spoke with an indifferent attitude.
"Things like this don't work so simply Mila. You dumb cow!"
"honestly would both of you stop this un-becoming behavior. You should honestly know not to act so childish. It's very ill-mannered for a pair of ladies, granted you two barely qualify as such." The snake like vasto Sung-sun said in her usual high-class 'I am better then you attitude.'
"SHUT THE FUCK UP SUNG-SUN!" Emilou and Mila both yelled out together.
"You know what? I can't deal with this anymore for the moment I need to go clear my head." Emilou spoke with a weary ton and made her way for the exit of her and the others home. Just to be intercepted by Halibel just as she neared it.
"Emilou where are you headed off too?" Halibel asked with a stoic yet still concerning tone.
"forgive me my lady but I need to leave and gather my thoughts a bit. Arguing with the others has put my nerves at their end and I need to go calm myself somehow." Said Emilou in a polite and respectful tone.
"very well Emilou, you're a vasto lord now so things are much safer for you out there but do still keep cautious and safe none the less."
"I shall my lady." With that Emilou strode outside into the vastness of hueco mundo.
As the shark like vasto watched her subordinate walk out. She couldn't help but worry a bit. She pushed these feelings away. Emilou may be a bit impulsive, short fused and wear her heart and emotions on her sleeves for all to see. Yet she could be far more understanding and sensible about things then most would probably give her credit for. She just needed some time to vent.
Emilou strode around hueco mundo still pissed off trying to calm herself. "I swear as much as I like Mila and Sung-sun. They sure to know how to piss me off at times." She walked around the vastness of hueco mundo, trying to calm herself. All her usual methods like blasting off cero's or finding lower class hollows to beat up just didn't work this time. Then she got an idea.
"I know, I'll head to the living world. Maybe I'll find something there to relax me? Kind of a long shot but nothing else is working so I might as well give it a whirl." With that she opened a garganta to the living world with no real destination in mind and stepped through.
She stepped out of the garganta, making sure to drop her spiritual pressure to non-existent levels. Didn't want to draw any un-wanted attention from any soul reapers possibly in the area. It was night, she looked around the surrounding area looking at some of the signs in the distance. She was able to figure out where she was. "Karakura, Japan huh? Neat."
"Let's see if I can find something around here to un-wind with?" with that she began traveling through the air looking for anything to relax with. She didn't have to travel far as she came across what looked to be an old warehouse district of sorts. She suddenly caught something unexpected with her ears. Emilou stopped and focused in on the sound she was hearing. "sounds like a guitar and singing?" she could make out. "Odd place I think for someone to be doing such a thing? Oh well I'll check it out, could be interesting."
She focused in on the noise and headed off into the direction of the music. As she neared the source of it all, she could start to make out the sound of it all better. "Not too bad." She mused to herself as she finally reached her destination. She was right about the music being a combination of guitar and singing. She was able to tell that the music in question was rock n' roll. What caught her by surprise was the person playing it.
It was a human male, an older teenager perhaps from what Emilou could tell. He had mocha skin, Wild blond hair around his head along with a braided ponytail. He wore camo pants, black shoes, black cut off gloves. Not to mention a skintight t-shirt that showed off, what Emilou couldn't deny were very well sculpted abs. his most striking feature to her though was his eyes. She could tell they were a deep cerulean blue, she felt like she could get lost swimming in them. Suddenly, she felt the blush that had developed on her face from thinking about it all. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" she scolded to herself.
"whatever, guy seems pretty good. Guess I'll hang around and see for myself." So, she did and one thing she learned quickly about the music playing human before her was this. He wasn't just good, he was amazing. Emilou would be the first to admit she's no expert about music but even she could see how amazing the guy was. He knew a whole variety of rock music, from slower more mellow stuff to faster more faced style playing. Then there was the singing, they guy could sing with the best of them. From low notes to high notes and everything in-between.
"Damn, this guy really knows what he's doing, I'm enjoying this." Which was true, Emilou quickly found herself enthralled with the music. It was just the thing she needed to un-wind her stress away. She found herself closing her eyes and just allowing the flow of it take her away. This continued for what seemed like a little over an hour. The guy finished his current song and after the music didn't start back up, she decided to see if maybe the guy was done for the night and was starting to pack up.
She looked down at him from her position in the air and noticed he was looking in her direction. "must be something in the night sky in my direction. No way the human can see me." She thought. Then she noticed he was still staring in her direction, then she realized something that sent a jolt through her system. He was looking right at her; he could see her?! Suddenly, Emilou's eyes went wide, her jaw dropped, and she almost practically yelled at the guy.
"You can fucking see me?!"