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The Bridge Of Silence
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+The Threat Arrival+
Death was inevitable, one day one wakes up thinking that it might be the last day of their lives, but for Arisawa Tatsuki it seemed like the end to everything. Despite those two years of finding out that she had died in an accident, nothing seemed to made sense at all--even if her childhood friend Ichigo had explained it to her. Perhaps wrapping one's mind into that alone was hard, but having being told that she was some person that she didn't remember being--and then adding to the fact that after death one would forget the memories of being alive.
How come she hadn't forgotten the faces though? She could still remember Rukia, Ichigo, Ishida, Ichigo's family and all of the shinigamis that which she had met while alive, but not remembering much of it. Perhaps it was an unknown phenomenon that couldn't easily be explained, but how come Ichigo was able to remember all of his life and everything? That was odd.
"Oi, Arisawa, are you going to sit there again?" The 6th squad fukutaichou, Abarai Renji, grumbled while carrying a pile of paperwork on his arms.
Sometimes he hated him for suddenly interrupting her, but somehow she did not mind his presence at all. The dark haired girl shook her head, obviously thinking too much made a brain feel numb.
"Ah, no. My apologies." She mumbled, whilst trailing behind the red headed shinigami.
Even after finding out so much, nothing about Soul Society and the Gotei 13 actually made sense at all. As much as one would want to, none of it would ever become so clear--even the fukutaichou couldn't explain since he himself couldn't remember his life at all before dying.
"So, are you adjusting well? I mean, with Kuchiki-taichou." Renji asked as he dropped the papers on the bin of the office and taking a seat.
"Of course idiot. No need to tell me or explain it." The short haired shinigami hissed, looking at the red headed male. "Look Abarai, no need to sweet talk me or anything like that. Girls like me don't love romance and all of that crap, now why don't you kindly shove off or something."
Renji's eyebrow twitched invisibly as he looked at the cheeky woman, how could someone like her speak to him that way? He remembered her a bit, not much since he rarely saw her back when Ichigo was still alive and there were mission back to the real world.
"I don't like you, haven't we already been in this conversation though?" He asked, wondering why she was suddenly bringing up the whole 'love' crap just because they had being teased by his friend Ikkaku.
"We have, but I just need to clear it up." Tatsuki commented nonchalantly, looking at him and then out of the window. "I still don't see why people assume that we are together? Its not like we are really around each other all the time." She pondered for a moment. Certainly they spent most of the day together doing paperwork, solving problems together, training together--You get the picture now Tatsuki, no need to think more. She was obviously going crazy.
The red headed male obviously was aware that they certain did spend a lot of time together, but it was simply because they were in the same division--wasn't it? He sighed inwardly, reminding himself to beat up his friend on the process of making him doubt everything between him and Tatsuki.
She wasn't bad though, she was actually a pretty woman, loud and strong, but beautiful. He had seen how everyone complimented her though, always being the centre of attention without actually meaning too, or how easily she could deal with everything. Tatsuki is off your league and not for you. Somehow that hurt to think, but what could he do? Renji didn't know nor wanted to, simply wanting to feel something for someone other then Rukia, whom had been buried deep in the sand of lost memories. Moving on--he kept on telling himself that, but somehow it seemed as though it only held him back.
Actually, he was simply in love with her, but Tatsuki was someone who deserved someone that was like Ichigo. Chivalrous, strong, willing to protect, more of a gentleman, educated--all of that--and he was no that. Would she care though? He wondered.
"Oi, you're drooling on yourself!" She smacked him in the back of the head, and laughed. How beautiful did she look.
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"Daddy!" Tatsuya squealed happily as he watched his father entered the room.
"You're home rather early?" Karin looked at her husband and smiled, while picking up their son. "He's been calling for you all day--I am still shocked at the fact that he's speaking so early."
The white haired captain mused silently as he held onto his son, his son was so much like him it was still surprising to him.
"Maybe my child genius genes managed to show on him." Toushiro smirked, while his wife scowled at him and punched him on the shoulder. "What, I am really serious about it though. He's what now--March to October, he's seven months."
"I am aware about our child's age Toushiro, but still. I think he'll be an early developer, except that it isn't the case here." She expressed concern about her child. "I'll have to go see Unohana-taichou to see if his levels of reiatsu don't go haywire because of what I gave him."
Hitsugaya nodded and held Tatsuya at arms length, the goofy grin that he had was expectably adorable, who would resist such grin? No one really, it was such a strange thing to everyone's mind. How come could all the Kurosaki offspring's could be so resistible? Toushiro really did not want to think about such trivial things, the matter at hand was that perhaps his son could gain the same experience as him--be a child prodigy and become a full time shinigami before anyone would know it.
He knew for a fact that his nephew and niece were to graduate the academy in less then three years, it was obvious that they had gainedc such strength like his brother-in-law. Sighing, he gave up on thinking about it more thoroughly because he was so tired from all the work from his office, the one that his fukutaichou always avoiding due to that sake.
"What's wrong?" The dark haired shinigami asked, while serving the white haired shinigami a cup of tea and a bowl of fruit. Noticing the frown on his face, it was so obvious that it probably had something to do with his vice-captain.
"Nothing, too much paperwork because Matsumoto left the office again. That woman is seriously becoming more troublesome." The captain grumbled as his son began to take some fruit on his tiny hands.
"Um, nothing much I can help with that. I don't fancy the easiness, why hasn't Yama-jii made any progress on investigating." Karin inquired, sitting next to her husband and drinking her own cup of tea. Changing subjects seemed better then having him complain, obviously the job was hard on him.
Both sat in silence, their minds filled with so much worry despite the peacefulness that had settled in Soul Society--it was rare for such silence peace to truly exist. Karin had only being called five times to deal with a couple of Hollows, while Toushiro had only being stuck doing nothing but paperwork. That didn't fit so well though, there was bound for something bad to make its way to them--when was it going to happen though?
"Butter!" Tatsuya giggled while stretching out his arms to touch the black butterfly that entered the room.
"A Hell Butterfly?" Toushiro raised his hand up.
"All captains and vice-captains must report to the meeting hall immediately for a captain's meeting. Attention, all captains and vice-captains report to the captain's meeting hall for a meeting." The message ended there.
The 10th squad captain stood up and roughly fixed his shinigami robes, while handing his child back to his mother and then fixing his sword. His ocean green eyes holding an emotionless look, somehow he didn't seem so worried about whatever it was that would be said in the meeting.
As for the 9th squad third seat member, she stared at him and nodded apprehensively knowing well that something was bound to happen soon--so she did said nothing at all. Could it be possible that whoever was their new enemy was slowly marching up to the plate and starting their game? The motives perhaps had changed drastically, no one knew or could answer it because the only thing that anyone knew was that there was something far darker and dangerous out there.
"I'll be back soon, take care." Toushiro walked up to Karin and kissed her, leaving her wanting for more.
"I hate it when you tease me." She grumbled, feeling dizzy at that kiss.
"We manage to get by, but remember that it was you who began the game." He smirked at her and ruffled his son's hair.
"Ah shit, I hate you." There was nothing else said with that, because it had been true for the most part. "I'll kick your ass tonight for it!" She called after him as he left.
"I'm sure I'll like to see that." He turned and left without another word. Even if they didn't express love like normal couples, they were always teasing each other or trying to see who would crack first on whatever little contests they would have against each other.
Of course, they were never a normal couple since the beginning.
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Ichigo stared out the window for a brief moment, thinking about what he would do once he would get home because it seemed that Rukia was hiding something from him. Neither Amaya or Kazuki were saying anything, mainly because they rarely spoke so much since they were so busy with the exams in the academy.
He worried the most, his wife was rarely the one to keep things to herself like that--it seemed as though lately she hated to be near him. The frown that was always placed upon his face furrowed darkly, knowing that his feelings were being slightly rejected were worrying him and it also angered him.
What the hell is she thinking? He thought without noticing the Hell Butterfly that had flown inside the room. The breeze of Autumn seemed welcoming as it was cool, the summer air had faded long ago, and now the fall was easily welcomed. The peacefulness somehow did not fit the picture at all, the silence and all the happy feelings couldn't possibly suddenly exist like they were at the moment--could they?
"Kurosaki-taichou, there's a captain's meeting." Hisagi interrupted him, barely breathing as it seemed as he had ran his way to the office.
"Ah, my apologies for actually neglecting the Hell Butterfly. Come on Hisagi, we must go at once before we arrive late." The orange haired captain said, while picking up his sword. "Wonder what Yamamoto-soutaichou would say to us today."
Hisagi nodded, really wishing for whatever strangeness he was feeling to go away quickly. The quiet atmosphere was far too serene, he knew that much, everything and everyone seemed to be so relaxed about it that it made him annoyed a bit. Yuzu kept on saying that something bad was going to happen, hearing her mumble in her sleep or mentioning her nightmares about some woman coming to hurt everyone.
Somehow that seemed slightly off though for his fiancée though, her power was that of getting into someone's head and creating another reality--like a dream-like state for the enemies, did her power work backwards as well? Could it be possible for her to foresee a chaos being built or something? He worried, but for now those thoughts needed to remain at the back of his head because there was a meeting at hand.
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"My, my what would Yama-jii want a meeting like this?" Kyouraku Shunsui, the 8th squad captain said, as his vice-captain pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose.
"All of our meetings are important, therefore I'll pay close attention. And, mind to remind you that all meetings are like this." Ise Nanao expressed, really wanting to smack him for being such a careless-free person like he was always.
The room was busily with noise, all of the captains and their vice-captains had entered the room busily talking about regarding the content of the meeting. The 12th squad captain held a big grin on his face, while his fukutaichou was looking emotionless as ever. Kenpachi and Yachiru stood there with what seemed to be happy faces because it seemed that for them it had been far too long--no action or fights--it was dull. Hitsugaya and Matsumoto stood there, he stared around the room and looked at everyone going to their usual positions while his fukutaichou was talking a bit with Hisagi about trivial matters regarding the 9th squad fukutaichou's wedding.
"I wonder what it is that he'll inform us about? I am rather eager to know what he has found." Ichigo began a conversation with his brother-in-law.
"I wished to know since there hasn't been any movement from the special forces at all." Toushiro replied with a nod. "You have not told anyone about your theories, have you?"
The orange haired captain shook his head, perhaps only Renji was the only person that knew something seeing that he had been the one to say anything about it. The only point in which both agreed was that, maybe the enemy was going to use their former friend against them--if she had been captured or something.
"Only Renji knows, he was the one who mentioned something a long time ago. He has his own suspicions just as I do." He mentioned, amber eyes wondering around the room for eavesdroppers. "They are the same as mine, therefore I know that he'll say nothing to Byakuya just yet--so we'll discuss this later."
Suddenly, everyone stopped their murmurs and stood silent as the 1st squad captain entered the room followed by his vice-captain. Everyone thinking the same thing, wondering what development they had on the enemy.
"Ma, Yama-jii, what is this meeting about?" Kyoraku asked, being the one to always break the silence or make a silly comment.
"For ten years we have lived in peace, without being suddenly risen up into rebellion, but we have faced many defaults during those ten years." Yamamoto-soutaichou opened the meeting, glancing around the room and seeing the faces of the captains and their vice-captains. "During this period we have welcomed new members, we have allowed others to move up or being stripped from their duties. The hardships that we have faced cannot be compared to the loss from ten years ago, the wounds that still reside within our spirits and thoughts. We--who only seek to keep the balance of life--have faced tremendous amount of forces."
Everyone thought of it being true, but haven't they had heard that before? Being reminded though was the only reasoning that could keep them aware, knowledgeable about the things that took place outside of their world.
"It has come to my knowledge," The old captain continue, clearing his throat as people seemed to be confused. "that the enemy has made a move already. I have invited a guest, who holds much more knowledge from the human world then anyone. The one who easily is available to help us."
Their heads turned as the large wooden doors opened, the bright light from outside was blinding. A shadow stepped into the threshold, slowly the doors closed and revealed the blond man everyone thought of a banished from Soul Society. He was dressed in normal shinigami clothes, his sword was still the cane he carried--sometimes things never changed.
"Ah, Urahara?" Ichigo looked at him, confused as to why in the world he was here.
"Ichigo-san!" He popped out his fan and hid his face, a custom he never seemed to drop at all. Ichigo only shook his head.
"Urahara Kisuke!" The elder captain silenced the whispers that had suddenly broken out. "In spite of being granted access back into Soul Society, you are to abide by the rules still."
"Hai, Yamamoto-soutaichou." The blond shinigami bowed. "I shall explain the developments of my research, if I may?" The commander captain answered with a nod to allow him to continue. "It seems as though the seal of something far more powerful then the Hogyoku."
"What do you mean?" Ukitake asked, horrified at the thought of knowing that something far more powerful actually existed.
"My studies of the finds that Neliel and Yourichi have brought me, their detailed descriptions about the power that which flows from the item." He continued his explanation, it had to be extremely thorough and meticulous. "The energy seems to be at least 10 times or greater than the Hogyoku. It seems that whoever is in power of it easily is able to--revive. The evidence of such tests have been seen, Neliel, the former Espada stated that she had seen Hollows, Arrancars, and Fraccion being used for such. And such evidence, has been send to the research lab; that which is being process by Mayuri."
The 12th squad taichou smiled and stepped forward, his manor was always strange and creepy for those who weren't appreciative about science and all of that. Research was his style, the thing that made him famous all over Soul Society, and also the one person who could easily find the truth to something that sometimes seemed far too complex for a normal mind. The borders beyond the rationalization that normal beings held was the stem of humanity, the thinking and realization that which a human needed in order to achieve the best there was.
"The rations that which the Hogyoku compared to the new power, is that of greatness. A being who is capable of reaching on making the phenomenon of raising the death." Kurotsoichi-taichou smiled wickedly, it seemed as though everyone was lost. "Big utilization of words wouldn't be enough for the minds of the lot of you to comprehend. Let me rephrase what I want to say. The Hogyoku was the beginning, a power that Sosuke tried to use in order to create the key. Becoming ruler of Soul Society was simply the beginning of his dreams, but someone seems to be going farther then just creating a powerful sphere again. The power of such object though, it seems as though it is to regenerate, to recreate a life. Possibilities that if some tissue or a part of a being is found--that power can easily--create the being again. Giving life--a renaissance period."
Both Toushiro and Ichigo's eyes widened, the confusion was no longer part of it, but the horrid thought of something to recreate a being that no longer existed. Even if a power as such could exist, bringing back the dead was going against the laws of life and death.
The meeting continued, shocking findings and frightening things from Hueco Mundo were simply becoming far more terrifying then the war against Aizen. His ideals of becoming kind, standing atop the God that which existed somewhere was becoming far more sinister. Darkness falling into the greater point, the ideals of bringing back the dead; could such idea exist though?
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The orange haired shinigami slump against the couch, unable to pull his mind away from the meeting--everything slowly becoming heavy on him. He knew that the beginnings of such sinister thing, a thing similar was that to Inoue. He punched the couch, how much he hated to think of that name alone.
"Ichigo, level out your reiatsu!" Rukia exclaimed as she had fallen on the floor.
"Rukia, sorry." He stood up and went to help her up. "I--sorry."
The petite shinigami said nothing, it was obvious that he was bothered by the meeting and she easily could relate to the feeling. She looked at her husband, anger and confusion flooded the expression he was carrying at the moment.
"Ichigo." She whispered his name, making him look down at her. His amber eyes searching for something. "I--I'm with child again."
At first, the thoughts of her being disgusted by him were very present there. Persistent little thoughts, he was shocked to hear that. Ichigo couldn't resist his feeling as he placed a kiss on his wife's lips.
"I thought you hated me." Ichigo laughed, kissing her again. "I'm glad to hear it, when did you find out."
Rukia was shocked that he was reacting like this, even though it wasn't the time to express such happy news but at the same time her husband needed something good to hear.
"Ah, three days ago." She bit her lip, looking away briefly knowing that he'll be angry about it.
"Thank you Kami-sama. I was thinking of the worst, but I'm glad to hear it." Ichigo smiled, picking her up and carrying her to their bedroom.
"Ichigo…stop…put me down!" The dark haired shinigami laughed as he dropped her into the bed softly, and him falling besides her. "I'm really happy, and I know I shouldn't have suddenly dropped it on you like that. Its not the time and place with all of that, you know."
Ichigo stared at her violet orbs that were warm, pools that could easily pull him inside and drown in blissful happiness. It seemed strange though, how could falling in love with a shinigami before being made an actual shinigami, then marrying her and having children. Love could be considered like an impediment doom though, easily one could be blinded by jealousy that lead to other things, but for Ichigo it had simply become the beginning of a world without rain.
The orange haired shinigami had fought so hard in order to get rid of the hollow that lived inside of him, finding a cure had been a long process since he couldn't do much about it, but somehow even if there wasn't a drug or anything--it had died when he had giving up his life willingly. Perhaps that couldn't be explained though, even if a scientist took so long to find a relatively rational conclusion to that--it wouldn't suffice though.
At least, he was thankful that Rukia had never left his side at all, and she still stood besides him and would always in the years to come.
"I'm happy though, you are giving me a life that I sometimes don't know if I have deserved such life." His amber eyes were glazed with happiness, and she was the only one to see most of it.
"I think I do, and you do deserve it." Rukia kissed him, drowning on his taste because it was so suffocating and unable to go past it. "I love you."
"I know." He smirked at her and she laid her head on his masculine chest. "I'm tired, I need a nap."
"What about the division?" She asked, forgetting that there was a job to do.
"Don't--Hisagi will take care of it." He yawned on cue, and closed his eyes.
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The wind was cold now that night slowly ascended, the sky turning indigo as Toushiro stared at the warm colours as his wife laid her head on his lap. It was extremely rare to have a relaxing few hours once in a while, but sometimes it could be dull though. His mind couldn't easily wrap itself upon the data given at the meeting.
Could something actually exist to create or raise the dead? The trivial matter was hard to comprehend, to completely become so accustomed to hear it or wrap a mind into. He groaned, looking down at Karin as she slept soundly on his lap.
"I can't believe it." Hitsugaya stated, grumbling and feeling frustrated suddenly.
"No one can." Karin expressed, sitting up suddenly and stretching. "Where is Tatsuya?"
"Asleep in the bed. I put him inside since it was getting cold for him." He answered, looking inside. "He seemed tired, play time drained him today."
A brief silence fell in the air, the only noises were the light breeze that blew against the tall grass blades--whooshing around. Fall was in the air obviously, but it seemed as though this year would be the early start of winter as Karin could easily smell it out in the air. The wind whispered to her, even if only the mist easily connected more with her--the wind was another friend. Danger, the wind whispered on her ear softly.
There's a danger approaching. Prepare. Watch out. Be careful. The tiny voice in her head kept on repeating the same thing. She's here. She'll come for those who ruined her. The dream is still alive. The rules have changed.
The air turned condensed as the mist swiftly appeared, approaching fast around her as she opened her eyes in her inner world. The grass was moist, cold as she stood there in the middle of the large field that was always empty with the exception of the small flowers that were red compared to the black and white contrast of the scene.
Karin, be careful. The female voice that came whispering in her ear startled her. She's searching for a source, so divine and strong that is easily combined.
"What do you mean?" Karin's voice was a whisper too. "Who is the woman you're speaking about?"
Her ties are linked to you, not by birth or anything. The voice continued, it seemed so soft that it felt as though it caressed her. She knows everything, the weaknesses and the strength. She's not alone in this game, not at all as she was alone in the past. Be careful, she could destroy with her powers alone a civilization.
The mist continued to become more denser, colder as Karin began to shiver uncontrollably. In a certain point in the middle of the field though, a woman appeared suddenly. Her body was made from the mist, her hair was long and black, her eyes were blank though as an ancient Greek sculpture. No, the woman was like a Greek goddess.
"Who are you?" Her voice quivered with the cold, as she continued to shiver.
"Ah, you have met me before. Karin." The woman approached her. "You know me, yet you fail to call my name still even after you use me in battle. What happen to our bond?"
"Yozora no Kiri." The name wasn't new at all, Karin knew that. "What you trying to tell me?"
"Ah, alas. You have remembered my name." The goddess smiled brightly. "Yoru no Hana has informed me of it. She's nice, no wonder she's my sister."
Why wasn't any of it making sense at all? The dark haired shinigami was confused, completely shell shocked at the fact that her zanpaktou could know about her sister's zanpaktou. Everything was strange now, she was lost.
"Have I mentioned I like Hyorinmaru?" The woman expressed. "He's extremely nice, no wonder we get along so well. Zangetsu is fairly shy though, just like your brother. Sode no Shirayuki is a good person too, beautiful woman if I must add."
"You're freaking me out." Karin grumbled, scratching her head. "Tell me, did you brought me here just to tell me useless shit?"
The woman frowned, pouting as she sat on an invisible thing and began to float in the air.
"Of course not, I am warning you." She stated firmly, her eyes suddenly turning to her and narrowing. "You have to be careful. Hyorinmaru will warm Hitsugaya about it too. All of us know, there's danger that approaches that could end our existence. Do be careful now."
She disappeared suddenly, leaving only the after image of her smile and eyes. The place turned dark, and Karin was brought back to reality.
"Karin?" Hitsugaya looked at her worried expression, bewildered in many ways.
"Did…did you?" She asked him suddenly, getting off his lap and looking around. "Yozora no Kiri has warmed me."
The white haired captain saw the seriousness on her face, so concerned and shocked at the same time. He too knew the danger though, Hyorinmaru was quick on telling him about it. Who was it though? He was lost on that alone, knowing how all the zanpaktous could easily communicate with each other.
'Alert! Alert! All captains report to the meeting hall. Emergency, all captains and vice-captains report to the meeting hall.' The voice of Kotetsu Isane came suddenly around. 'All captains and vice-captains report at the meeting hall at once. An attack has started, everyone report immediately.'
Both shinigamis stood up quickly, each grabbing their swords as they went to see their son. The warning had come so suddenly, it send chills down Karin's spine as she looked at her son and afraid to know what the alert was about.
"Karin, Toushiro!" Ichigo entered suddenly. Rukia and their children trailing behind him. "Kazuki and Amaya will watch them. We must go at once."
"I'll take them with me to Tatsuki's, all of you go." Karin ordered them. "Kazuki, Amaya. Go Ichi-nii, Toushiro, Rukia-nee."
"Alright, come on then." Toushiro ushered them out, but before leaving he kissed his wife. "I'll find you and tell you, perhaps we might go to the real world."
She nodded and kissed him again, before all of them disappeared. Sighing, she turned to look at her niece and nephew.
"Come on, we should get going." Karin's voice was worried.
"Hai!" They said in unison as she picked up Tatsuya. They disappeared by using shunpou and they were off to find Tatsuki.
"What's going on?" Ichigo asked as soon as he landed on the room.
"There's being an opening from Hueco Mundo." Renji informed him. "Matsumoto, Ikkaku, Yumichika, and I were doing our rounds when the hole open and a bunch of Hollows stepped out of the hole followed by Adjuchas and Gillian."
Ichigo's eyes widened, suddenly realizing that things were suddenly going to start.
"Who was their leader?" He asked, knowing that he wasn't going to like the answer.
"Her, it was her Ichigo." Renji answered, lowering his head and then shaking it. "We wanted to attack, but she--she has studied our attacks for too long and she anticipates them easily. But, that's not the problem there. It seems that Aizen--that bastard left an heir behind."
The soutaichou entered the room, giving out orders and informing everyone about the threat. Attacks again Inoue Orihime were going to start, along with those who were under her ruling. It seemed as though she had sent a message regarding the fact that, she wanted to fulfil the dream of Aizen that had died during his defeat.
"Inoue Orihime is now an enemy. I expect for those of you who had taken a great like for her as a friend, a comrade, and gave trust must be put behind." The old captain stated, looking mainly at Ichigo, Renji, Rukia, Toushiro, and Matsumoto. "Kill or be killed by the enemy. I'll be sending Kurosaki-taichou and Hisagi-fukutaichou, Hitsugaya-taichou and Matsumoto-fukutaichou. Also, Kurosaki-fukutaichou and 9th squad third seat Hitsugaya-san will lead a small group to aid them."
"Hai!" The group answered in unison.
"Everyone, stay alert. Dismissed." Yamamoto-soutaichou addressed lastly.
"Rukia, go and inform Karin about this." Ichigo said to his wife. "Tell her everything, and we'll meet you up there. We have to go."
"I know, be careful." The petite shinigami kissed him and smiled. "I'll see you." He nodded before disappearing. So, Inoue is involved in this somehow. She thought. I never imagined I would have to go against her, how bizarre that is. "Wait, I can't go."
"What do you mean?" Ukitake-taichou appeared from behind her, he startled her.
"I'm with child." Rukia met his eyes. They widened, but then his face turn serene.
"Congratulations then, I'll inform Yamamoto-soutaichou. A shinigami with child is never a good thing to bring to a battle." The white haired captain smiled jovially, even as much as the time was wrong there was no way that anyone, specially him, would be so down. "Inform only Hitsugaya-san, she must know that she's being sent on a mission." Rukia bowed and disappeared.
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Wow, chapter 11. Well, wicked! I'll like to thank happygirl24 for reviewing. Wait--guess chapter 10 wasn't that popular or something. Geez, sorry then. Well, at least someone liked it enough to comment. Well, I'm not going to get mad or anything, just a bit disappointed but eh. I'll like to thank 0jaz0, Krxys, noneurbeeswax for favouring my story. Thanks a lot. Krxys, noneurbeeswax again along o. Hoshi with for alerting. Well, I don't know what to say about this chapter except that I am content with some parts, but with others I'm still a big awry about it. So, I'll have to see how people react I assume. And, sorry for the late update but I've been stuck doing a bunch of crap and I have a exam tomorrow! Talk about a lot of things to do.
+happygirl24- 'Oh, you thought it would be Ulquiorra's? XD, I think its expected though and I'm glad you caught on it. Except, there's a twist on the part of Aizen's son. You'll see later though. Oh, it was a sexy voice, I think I'd like to have a boyfriend with a voice like that...okay that sounds completely absurd itself, but eh. A girl can only dream XD! And, I don't mind yaoi much really, and I'll say it would be weird hearing the voice not sound the same. Kind of confusing, but I think you know what I am saying. Hope you liked this chapter.'
Also, happygirl24 gets credit for helping me on deciding with the names of the zanpaktous. Thanks to you, now I no longer have to sit around doing research. Now, its going for the hard part of actually thinking a form. Sighs, well I'll see what I can come up with though. I have ideas, but I'm not so sure about how to develop them. Like it? Review. Hate it? That's fine.