Kensei couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, instead of training to distract themselves from their leaders predicament, they were all just lazing around like they usually do. Unlike the rest of them, Kensei and Shinji took their training very seriously, they were the ones who would usually spar, be it Zanjutsu, Hakuda, or trying to learn different Hollow abilities. Both of them were hit the most, Shinji for letting Aizen getting the drop on them, even though he kept his eye on the kid since he graduated from Shin'o Academy, he felt the most responsible for everyone getting Hollowfied, and started training like hell to get power needed to defeat Aizen, hell he even risked his life just trying to control his hollow powers. To Kensei, it was unthinkable to think of his own squad members, Tousen Kaname, would stab him in the back and kill three others. What truly infuriated him was that he didn't hold any type of regret or guilt, the bastard looked satisfied, and he trusted him, since Kaname would always join them when looking for any stray hollows in the Rukongai or just sitting down for a drink. Sure the guy never talked, and always wore that weird mask, but he didn't judge. Shaking his head, Kensei looked at the rest of the Visored, before heading down to the hidden training ground under the warehouse. Turning towards the rest, Kensei decided to try once more.
"I'm gonna go train, anyone wanna join ?"
As expected they all just shook their heads, and he just clenched his fist before heading down once again. He started to think about his training once again, for the past 110 years he felt stronger, but not to the point where he could take on Shunsui or Ukitake, it made him angry, they've probably been lazing around not doing much while he and Shinji were training their asses off to take on the traitors of Soul Society. What truly made him worry though is that he hasn't heard Tachikaze's voice for the past 110 years, the only thing he was really able to hear was his inner Hollow, and it pissed him off. No matter what he did, his Hollow would come out the hole he was forced into and would start yelling nonsensical things. What made him really think is when he would say HE is Tachikaze, like he would believe a Hollow. Finally making it down he started to warm up before getting ready. Swiping his hand down his face, manifesting his Hollow mask which took the form of a hockey face guard, with six slitted eye holes arranged in two columns. It also had three extensions on either side which cover the sides and back of his head, as well as his ears. Unsheathing his sealed Zanpakuto, which takes the form of a Wakizashi with a H-shaped Tsuba. Getting into his preferred stance he called out his Zanpakuto's name.
"Futtobase, Tachikaze."
His Wakizashi glowed and started to change its form, and when the glow dimmed down, his Zanpakuto now took the form of a combat knife with a bronze guard, light purple hilt-wrapping in the center of the hilt, a gray leather grip, and a small ring on the guard's blunt side. It was strange though, it felt that his Zanpakuto was hesitant to listen to him, but he shook his head.
"No time to worry about that, time to get started."
And so Kensei's hellish training started.
Sorry for the lack of updates, Senior year is a real pain in the ass.