Demonshadows: yep new one so here is the chapter. Don't own Naruto but I do own my stories and ideas. Peace.
Chapter 2: A Hot Cat and a Stupid Disciple
It sucks when you are wounded and you can't heal the injury, but luckily my body can cancel out toxins but it takes time and that was something that I didn't have because even though Yamamoto was weaker than me, fighting a battle against a man who has stayed in shape compared to a fresh escapee who hasn't been able to kill something in over two thousand years along with being wounded by a hot ninja chick with a poisoned blade. The only good part about my whole escape was seeing a hot chick with a huge RACK and one super cute ninja chick who could get a jump on me, oh yeah I forgot I escaped. Like I said, two thousand years with only an insubstantial spirit and your right hand for company can change a man's priorities.
My hand reaches into my coat pocket and pulls out my last stick of "Soul Smoke", a medicine my former beloved had created for me for the battle field that when smoked forced the body to heal faster and also gave you a "non-addictive" high that you wouldn't believe. Believe it or not, I thought that I would have shared this smoke with her one more time, if she had regretted her decision, but it wasn't meant to be. A small flame came to life in my hands, lighting up the dark empty space which had been my home for the last thousand years, tasting the sweet strawberry smoke for the last time until I had an opportunity to make more. A sweet breathe is all it takes to heal the wound and stop the internal bleeding. A bitter exhale is all it takes to make me groan in pleasure, the bitter smoke always made Retsu cough and always made me smile.
The memories of the past jumped into my head as the smoke clouds around me and Yuki inhales the taste of strawberry. I remember me being a happy young man wandering the country side of a now forgotten country, fighting where fighting was found and killing where I fought. I fought until I was the last one standing and I fought until I killed all that opposed me, the innocent spirits called me the Everlasting King because I was the strongest and I couldn't be killed by any means. That was until I met a beautiful spirit by the name of Unohana Retsu , a doctor of great skill, she found me after I bit off a little more than I could chew. A hollow by the name of Lynch fought with me, but he carried himself as a master swordsman and retained his human form except for the hole in his chest. He said he was the king of the hollows or something and that he would challenge me for the title of the Everlasting King.
We fought for several days and eight nights before I struck The death blow, Yuki was never so happy than with the death of this one Hollow whose' name was Lynch and King of Hueco Mundo. Lynch smiled as I pulled my blade out of his chest, allowing him to fall on his back staining the broken ground with his blood. I kneeled to the floor before him and Lynch gave me the gift that had made him so strong, a fourth stage of power. Lynch died that day under the rising sun. I'll never forget what he said that day: " The life of a hollow is one of violence and cruelty… lead my brothers to salvation." he died knowing of the unvoiced pact that we had made and that I would keep my word. Unfortunately our last and final clash created a huge fucking crater. Long story short it took me four days to climb my way out… what the hell, right? It wasn't soon after that that I met Retsu.
The first time we loved one another was after I first created soul society, calling all lost souls to it's guarded walls and well trained warriors. It was a night that I could never forget, I had returned from a four week skirmish against a rebellion led by… Yamamoto. He thought that Soul Society needed to be ruled by separate powers and not by a single person, even though Soul Society was prosperous and without corruptness. I found her in my room dressed in only a flimsy night gown that outlined her very voluptuous curves, and her soft as silk hair that reached her perfectly rounded ass flowed freely in the cold night air. My fingers grazed her skin and my lips connected with hers in a flurry with passion. How I missed the feeling of a woman, how a woman could calm the unbridled fury of my rage and accept all of my faults. Our clothes were off in seconds… we didn't care for romance, we didn't have time for romance, all we had was our love and passion for one another and in that night we came together in the most intimate way a man and a woman could ever be. The sounds of her moans, the cool soft feel of her warm body, the way her perfectly rounded chest pressed against my hard, heavily scarred chest as we moved together in a wave of euphoric pleasure. The one thing I could never forget about that night was when she said she loved me and gave me the softest kiss I had ever felt.
Two months later The leader of the rebellion along with his giant army was let into the city by Retsu, they killed my friends, they took my throne, they defeated me, they killed my second who's been standing by my side for the last twenty years through thick and thin and they imprisoned me for two thousand years. She betrayed me, destroyed my honor, killed my people and worst of all she betrayed my love for her. Nothing could have been more revolting than when she kissed the young Yamamoto before I stole his youth. Yes, I was a monster, yes I've been the villain… but I was never cruel, I had my honor, my pride and I had my word. For the first twenty years my rage consumed me bringing me to the point of insanity and back. After a thousand years I became depressed and thought about killing myself, after five hundred years I plotted my revenge, after two thousand years of being alone I accepted the fact that that was it… until I felt the massive amounts of Reitsu that gave me hope of escape.
My musings of the past are shaken from me as the small glowing light of the soul smoke finally died leaving me in darkness once again. It was time to move and find a place where I can set up my home base so I can finally get my shit together and maybe get some action. My right hand grabbed my precious Yuki's hilt as I hear the sound of a crashing barrel and the sounds of a struggle. A wicked smile dances on my face at the thought of spilling blood again as the days of old flash before my eyes. I stood to my full height before putting my hand against the wall and whispered " Cero". a small marble like ball of energy pulsated against the wall before the wall exploded leaving nothing in its wake. I took that opportunity to jump through the smoking remains of the wall and onto the ground fifty feet below me where a giant rhino like hollow was kicking the shit out of some weak orange haired soul reaper.
The orange haired soul reaper jumped back using his sword as a shield as my impact sends debris in all direction. I can't help but think that the reaper is a fool… your sword is an offensive weapon, not a shield baka. I spot a cat out of the corner of my eyes and smirk, it's spiritual energy was that of a captain of old, meaning that it was a soul reaper skilled in the ninja arts to hide itself so well. The pounding hoofs and the snorts of an angry beast alert me to the huge six story hollow behind me, I don't hesitate to stop the rhino with a finger feeling it try its best to kill and devour me… what a disgrace to hollows every where. I turned my head to look into the eyes of this creature before slicing it in half horizontally allowing Yuki to drink. The rhino slowly dissolved before flying away in the form of a black butterfly. I turned to look at the cat which was now sitting on an empty crate licking its paws. Naturally as is custom by all naïve soul reapers every where, the orange haired reaper points his sword at me demanding me my name. the cat looks at the boy and immediately berates him before looking at me with a hard glare before saying " forgive him for his incompetence… he is just a substitute soul reaper."
I nodded but again I haven't had a good fight in forever and I could feel the massive amounts of reitsu the boy was leaking so I took up a stance putting Yuki near my face slanted toward the orange haired kid and said " defend yourself". he barely stops my blade as it pressed his own blade against his chest hard enough so it cut him. I pushed him away with a concentrated blast of my reitsu before swinging my blade allowing my reitsu to enhance the strikes leaving small arc like flashes of light fly through the air crashing into his blade leaving cuts in the fine metal and sending him through five warehouses. I raised my blade to destroy the boy but the ninja finally revealed herself wrapping my blade with suppressing tape holding the end with both hands holding tightly against her darkly tanned naked body, the look of uncertainty betraying the firm frown on her face that seemed to challenge me. The real thing that captured me was her face, lean, smooth yet rounded, look of determination and her eyes that seemed so catlike.
I pulled my blade and it sliced through the tape like a hot knife through butter before allowing Yuki to rest in my hand at my side. The ninja stands with her arms crossed over her breasts, a look of fear flashed in her eyes as she noticed my barely controlled lust in my eyes and the sudden feeling of heat rising to her cheeks as she noticed my face. My head snaps to the right in the direction of the rookie soul reaper feeling the powerful release of reitsu signaling a Bankai along with the feeling of a hollow. My hand pulls Yuki out bringing it in front of my face as a slim black katana slammed on her trying to over power her leaving a thick cloud of smoke. The katana pulled back and struck again to my side only to be blocked by an elongated Yuki reaching seven feet in length, blowing back the smoke revealing a suit like soul reaper uniform and a hollow masked rookie with orange hair. I smirked arrogantly as I said " What a rookie." my free hand shot forward grabbing the edges of his mask before crushing it with my hand, releasing the confused rookie.
I turned to look back at the ninja woman to see her wearing black tights', an orange shirt and a hair band in her hair tying it into a ponytail. I frowned at my loss of such a beautiful sight before allowing the kid to fall to the ground an unbelievable look in his eyes. I scoffed as I swung Yuki to rest across my shoulders, I wasted enough time here and I started to walk away to look for my new base. I was stopped when I saw a man in a large green coat with a green bucket hat. A name escaped my lips "Urahara." a man who I haven't seen since his death. My second in command was alive here in the living world and I never knew. He was equally shocked at my appearance and as we stood only ten feet apart, I knew that this moment would change my life.
Urahara took a step forward and I pulled my blade down pointing it at him. He may have been my second in command but two thousand years can change a man, look at what it did to me. Urahara took a step back whispering "Uzumaki-Taicho." I smirked at seeing my old comrade and sheathed Yuki.
My smirk doesn't fade as a say " I have seen many things in my life and I have never been more surprised than I am now. My friend you finished your clone technique just in time, for me to pierce its heart." Urahara puts on a stupid grin and nodded. I turn my back to the scene and started to walk away, I still needed to find someplace to hide and meeting my old comrade wasn't helping anything… or could it? I turned to my old friend and judging by his terrified expression he knew what I was planning.
Urahara took three seconds before sighing and saying " Hai Uzumaki-Taicho, you can room at my place…but if you could do me a favor… could you, maybe teach that idiot over there." pointing at that young brat of a soul reaper. My eyes caught the direction of his finger and I frowned, little green horn needed a miracle worker, but if that's what got me the help of the greatest mind I have ever known than I guess it was a fair trade. I nodded and motioned him to lead the way. Urahara sighs in relief as he turns around and starts to lead me toward his house, the cat woman and the hesitant/ naïve green horn followed…his hand never leaving his sword. I smirk and think " it's a beautiful morning."
Demonshadows: well sorry for the long wait and I am sorry that I haven't updated with any of my stories but hey a guy gets busy at times. Peace.