Okay, I've gotten this question tossed at me more than once, and it is something along the lines of: Is Renji coming back in Tergiversate? The answer, is no. Last I checked, when ya kill (or in this case eat) someone, they don't come back. If my ending to this story favors it, I might write another sequel, where Renji might get reincarnated along with other characters I'll probably kill off in this story.

I am sorry for taking so long to get this out. I had another issue of lacking incentive; plus I don't like writing about Rukia (and Orihime), she isn't as easy to write as Ichigo, Renji, hell, even Byakuya is easier than her. There's also the issue of school, finals start in about two days, gotta study fer those – need an A on all of them ta keep my incredibly low 4.07 GPA. Hyou also has conferences to attend, which consume a lot of time for research (my next on is in February, so I should update before then...). That's my excuse for takin' about a month ta update. Gomen.

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Chapter 7
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Rukia jumped to the side of the blade swung down at her from Inai. The smaller arrancar watched his partner continue his assault on the petite woman. Occasional sparks flew when the blades clashed together, metallic ringing could be heard from down the street by anyone with some reiatsu.

"Sa, you got good reflexes girl!"

"Shut it."

The black haired shinigami jumped out of the way again, landing on the top of a street lamp. Inai looked up at her, a blood thirsty grin on his face. He jumped at her, swinging his blade to her right. Rukia brought her zanpakuto up to block him, the force shifting her to the left a bit. The arrancar continued in his momentum, his right foot flying toward her face.

Rukia was sent flying off the post, smashing into a nearby wall. The arrancar walked over to her coughing and bleeding form, lifting her from the ground by her hair. He was completely oblivious the the change in Rukia's zanpakuto.

"So, bitch... gonna let me kill you now?"

"Fir... st... dance," Rukia murmured under her breath.

"Eh?" Inai inquired, lifting Rukia's body higher off the ground by her throat. "I can't hear ya, shinigami."

"Tsukishiro..."

"What the hell you talkin' about, bitch?"

Rukia kicked Inai in the chest, sending herself out of the circle formed by her zanpakuto. As soon as she got out of the circle, the ice started to grow at a rapid pace. Inai's ankles froze, his thighs, his abdomen, his head, the sky above him. A look of anger and shock held its place on the large arrancar's face; his partner merely raised an eyebrow.

The ice shattered, and Inai slowly dissolved and vanished. Leaning on Sode no Shirayuki, Rukia turned her attention to the smaller arrancar who was watching her.

"I see Inai really wasn't ready for a job like this. Well, this just proves not all of Aizen-sama's servants are decent. Inai underestimated you, I will not."

"I won't let you win."

"Woman, I have yet to meet someone who can say that and live."

"So, do I get to hear the name of the scum who I get the pleasure of killing?"

"You don't need to know it. Plus, what makes you think you can kill me?"

"Because I can't let you leave here alive."

The small arrancar vanished and appeared behind Rukia. Just before his zanpakuto fell on the black haired shinigami, Rukia brought her blade up and blocked the attack.

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Kon burst through the Kurosaki door, causing all three occupants of the house/clinic to look at him in shock. Pyon jumped off Kon, and grabbed Isshin and pulled him outside.

"What's going on, Nii-san?" Yuzu asked, surprised at Rukia's mood and actions.

"Uh... nothing. We just need to talk to Dad for a little."

Karin raised her eyebrow at this, Kon started to sweat under her. She walked up to him, and pulled him down so they were at eye level.

"Where's Ichi-nii?"

"Uh... he still isn't here."

"Why?!"

"I don't know how that idiot thinks, so I don't know! I haven't seen him in years..." Kon trailed off, even he missed the orange haired shinigami hybrid.

"If he doesn't come home soon, I'll kick your ass."

She let go of Kon's shirt, and walked back into the kitchen to her juice. Yuzu just shook her head and apologized to Kon (she still thought he was Ichigo), and followed Karin into the kitchen.

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"What's going on Kon. You never come here unless you need to," Isshin stated seriously. "I know! You found Ichigo!" His serious tone just fell off a cliff, and he jumped at Kon with a giant embrace ready.

"Kurosaki-san... I haven't found him. Hell, Rukia-nee-san told me to go here." Kon said inbetween hugs.

"Why?"

Kon's eyes widened when his reason for running to the clinic hit his memory. "Rukia is being attacked by arrancar! She isn't strong enough to beat both of them! Help her!" He practically begged the older man for help on his knees.

"Didn't the war end a while ago?"

"Tell that to the arrancar attacking Rukia! Nee-san is in danger! Help her!"

"Alright, one one condition," Isshin stated, a smirk growing on his features.

"What?"

"You need to put more of an effort into finding my son," Isshin grinned, and went back inside. Kon smiled happily, and pulled Pyon back into the house.

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"I'll handle the one with glasses, Tsuki," the green haired arrancar said. "He's getting on my nerves."

"Even though you were assigned the female?" The orange eyed arrancar asked. "It makes no difference, as long as both of them are dead."

"Good thing you're so flexible."

"Let's take this elsewhere," Uryuu suggested, pushing up his glasses. "Don't want to destroy the neighborhood."

The couple vanished – Uryuu had grabbed Orihime and used hirenkyaku. Their pursuers close behind, both with their zanpakutos drawn.

They landed in an empty park, since most children and adults were at school or work by now. Before the arrancar landed on their porch, Uryuu was heading out to go to work, and Orihime was in another job interval (she lost another job due to clumsiness, and was looking for another).

Now the group of four stood, each side staring the other down – again. The green haired arrancar facing Uryuu, Orihime facing Tsuki.

"Before I forget, my name is Shiku. I think you people have the privilege to know who killed you," the female arrancar said smugly.

"Manners are wasted on humans, Shiku."

"Whatever."

Tsuki and Shiku both charged at Orihime and Uryuu simultaneously. Orhime's Santen Kesshun appeared before Tsuki, halting her blade from striking. Tsubaki levitated just above her shoulder, waiting for an opportunity.

"You're not bad for a human."

"Thanks," Orihime glanced at the floating pixie and nodded.

"Finally!" Tsubaki groaned, and darted for the orange eyed arrancar. His speed had picked up over the years, as did his power. Unfortunately, Tsuki was faster.

"Bitch," she stated flatly, wiping the blood off of her face from the cut she just received.

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Uryuu fired another arrow at Shiku; Shiku dodged another arrow.

"Quincy, if you intend on winning... ya might want to try to hit me!"

". . ."

He fired another arrow, and hit another tree in the small clearing they ended up in. The pattern of hit and miss continued.

'I wonder how long it will take her to realize I'm not really trying to hit her,' the quincy thought as Shiku dodged another arrow.

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"Tsubaki!"

The pixie shot at the arrancar again, running through her wrist, and severing it.

"GAHHHHH!" Tsuki screeched, grabbing her bleeding arm. "BITCH!!! That's it! Roar, Mouko!"

Tsuki's arms grew in diameter, and length. Orange fur grew from her elbows down, a long black claw ending each finger. Her eyes became cat-like, fangs grew from her K-9 teeth.

Orihime's eyes grew in size, shock blooming from her face. A small foot to her head brought her focus back.

"Woman, focus! Don't let her ugly new form distract you!" Tsubaki yelled at his wielder.

"Who are you calling ugly?!" Tsuki yelled a few feet away; the yells went ignored.

"You're right, Tsubaki-kun. I need to focus."

"Dammit, don't ignore me!"

Tsuki ran at Orihime, and suddenly got behind her, slashing her in the back. Tsubaki immediately shot at her, slashing her eye and slicing off an ear. The arrancar pulled her arms up to cover her now bleeding eye and ear, her claws adding to the damage on her face. The small pixie was shot one more time, the arrancar's distraction allowing Tsubaki a clear path to her neck from behind.

Within the next few seconds, Tsuki's head went flying a few feet back, blood spurting from the stump of a neck. The body collapsed, as did Orihime from exhaustion and some blood loss. Tsubaki returned to his part of the flower shaped hair pin.

Orihime looked up at the battle going on between her husband and the other arrancar. She could only see parts of it, since a row of trees blocked the full fight.

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Uryuu hit another tree, his breathes running short from the amount of reiatsu usage. 'Damn arrancar can't keep still, can she? Well, at least she's starting to tire from the constant use of reiatsu in her feet.'

"C'mon, quincy. I want to see what you can really do!"

Said quincy merely smirked, and focused most of his remaining reiatsu into one more arrow. He closed his eyes, sensing the reiatsu movements, silently predicting Shiku's movements by following her earlier shifts. Uryuu's eyes snapped open, and he unleashed his arrow. It hit its mark, Shiku's head, launching her farther from him, her slowly dissolving body hit a tree. The tree then fell on top of the last parts of her body before she was gone entirely.

"How's that for what I can really do, arrancar?" Uryuu asked the fallen tree sarcatically, before turning towards Orihime.

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Rukia coughed up blood, literally pulling herself up by here zanpakuto. The once pure white sword, was now red and sticky from all the blood. Most of the blood covering the battlefield and Sode no Shirayuki was Rukia's. With the large amount of blood watering the street, the black haired shinigami's vision was constantly fading in and out. She was barely conscious when the small arrancar raised his blade for the final blow.

However, the ending strike never came. Looking up for one last time, she saw a tall black haired figure in shinigami garb, his zanpakuto blocking the arrancar's blow.

"You okay, Rukia-chan?" Isshin asked, turning his face to her.

"Uh... yeah..."

Before 30 seconds passed after her answer, her eyes finally gave out; and Rukia slipped into sleep. Isshin chuckled a little, while turning his attention back to the small threat.

"Who are you?" The arrancar asked.

"Kurosaki Isshin."

"Kurosaki? Then, you should know where Kurosaki Ichigo is hiding."

"Nope. My son has eluded the entire Soul Society for over five years."

"Ah, that will makes life harder for me. Aizen-sama wishes for his power."

"What's Sosuke-chan gone and gotten himself into this time? I thought Ichigo killed him."

"Aizen-sama is immortal. No substitute shinigami can beet him."

"Uh, Ichigo isn't a shinigami. He's more of a Vaizard."

"Vaizard? Those things are real?"

"As real as you and me. Now, why were you hurting Rukia-chan?"

"She is to die for Aizen-sama."

"Can't let that happen, boy. Ichigo would kill me if he knew I'd let you do that."

"Che, I'll kill you, then finish off the bitch behind you."

"Let's see you try."

Both swung their swords, both blocking the other's blade. Isshin pumped more reiatsu into his zanpakuto, throwing the small arrancar against the building across the street. Using shunpo, Isshin jumped infront of the arrancar, and brought his blade down.

A metallic ring sounded throughout the street, as Isshin's blade made contact with the arrancar's. Shock waves emitted from the two high powered adversaries, each one differing in power. Rukia's unconscious body was pushed into the nearby office building.

"You're not half bad. What's your name, arrancar?"

"Heh, Omiki (1)."

"How did that fall into place?"

"That was what my human parents called me. Aizen-sama was gracious enough to let me keep it."

"I guess that makes sense."

More flying sparks from colliding blades, and the occasional kidou attack continued to pierce the skies of downtown Karakura. Omiki was starting to get tired. The early fight that Rukia had put up wasn't as easy as he thought it would be, and Isshin was on almost the same level as Aizen himself. However, Omiki knew Aizen could probably defeat the shinigami infront of him.

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Aizen looked away from the many screens for the first time in hours, and looked at Ulquoirra, who seemed zoned-out against the wall. However, his still present alertness allowed him to know that his leader's eyes were on him.

"Aizen-sama, do you need something?"

"Hm, yes, actually. We have a guest on the far west outside wall. He's trying to find a way in. Could you greet him for me?"

"Hai, Aizen-sama."

The pale faced arrancar left the room, and headed towards their guest. Aizen returned to watching the mission in the human world and the dinosaur like hollow climbing up to a second story hole in the wall that he classified as a window.

"Hello, Kurosaki-kun..."

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Isshin finally got a blow to hit Omiki, which sent the small arrancar into a strip of asphault. He dove down at him, ramming his blade into Omiki's throat, and ripping it up through his head. Blood flowed from the wound, as well as splattering onto Isshin's black robes.

"Poor kid." He turned to Rukia, and his face softened. "Better bring you to Urahara's."

Isshin picked her up bridal style, and flash stepped to the small shop.

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"Alright, Ururu, Jinta, Tessai! Each one of you is to pick an arrancar, and have fun with it! No sharing unless necessary, got it?" Urahara said cheerfully from behind his fan.

"Hai!" All three said in unison.

All four walked out of the shop, all four of the arrancar perked and watched their prey. The prey surprised the hunters by one charging at each member of the hunting group. Small battles blossomed on four roof-tops.

Urahara made quick work of his target. The arrancar never realized the shop owner was behind him until his blood gushed out of the three full-body stab wounds. It slowly dissolved, and Urahara focused on the two kids.

Tessai, had a couple of punches thrown at him, and a few thrown back. Within a minute, his giant fist made contact with his opponent's skull, shattering it as if it were crystal. He joined his boss soon after.

Jinta was having a harder time. His opponent had drawn her zanpakuto, and they were going at. Sparks flying when they exchanged blows. The fourth arrancar was sent hurtling at Jinta's foe, both arrancar crashing into a nearby eight story building.

"Hey, that was my fight Ururu!" Jinta yelled, and rubbed his fists into her hair. Ururu's complaining brought the two adults over, and separated them.

Urahara looked down when he felt a familiar reiatsu approach his shop. He waved to him before jumping off the two story shop and house combo, landing a few feet infront of Isshin.

"Ah, Isshin-san. Long time no see."

They both smirked, and exchanged greetings before focusing on Rukia, who was still unconscious in Isshin's arms.

"Could you take care of her, Urahara? I need to get back to my beautiful daughters, before they realize their wonderful Daddy has left!"

"Of course, Isshin-san."

They both laughed a little, before exchanging Rukia.

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Rukia lie in a fold-out futon, bandaged, and recovering. Urahara had personally examined her, and had Tessai fix her up. He was sure she'd be fine in a few days, praying that Rukia's cold brother wouldn't pay him a visit when he heard about the attack on the city. Byakuya still didn't like the blond shop keeper, even after their temporary alliance during the war.

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Ichigo climbed into Las Noches, and looked around. He was happy to find no one within eye-shot, so he decided to explore until he found Aizen.

Within 15 minutes of wandering, he came into contact with Ulquoirra.

"Hello, Kurosaki-san. Aizen-sama has been waiting for you."

Black and yellow eyes narrowed behind the mask. "How do you know who I am?"

"Please don't insult our intelligence, Kurosaki-san. We have been aware of this form of your's since the war."

"Then I guess there is no need to hide anymore."

He leaked his reiatsu, and his human form took shape. His black cloak hiding his sealed zanpakuto.

"Please come with me, Kurosaki-san."

Ichigo shrugged, and followed the arrancar. "Whatever."

'Be careful King.'

'Aa.'

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HUZZAH! I finally got chapter 7 out, and I made it a little longer too. I feel special. The chapter seems a little choppy to me, so bear with it.

(1): Omiki can mean "sacred wine".

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