Author's Notes; We get to see Masaki all grown up. There are some cute moments. Enjoy! Please Rate and Review


Kido Destiny

4 years later

Masaki looked over the hill. The sunset was stunning. It took his breath away. On days like this, it was easy to forget that he had duties to fulfill, new recruits to train. All of that was gone when he stared at the sunset.

He never slacked, only visiting the hill after he was done with work for the day. As third seat, he usually had a good amount of hollows to kill. Now that he was sixteen his robe fit him better. He kept it open, with the belt still holding it to his Shihakusho.

"It's lovely,"

He looked down. Standing at his side was little Nanao, now a child of eight. Hard to believe that she was already a guardsmen in the 8th squad.

"Isn't it?" Masaki asked. He patted the little girl's shoulder. "Doesn't it just make you think about what's important?"

Nanao shook her head. "I don't think of anything at all."

Masaki shrugged. "That's good too."

He thought about how much had changed over the last four years. He was promoted to third seat, something he was immensely proud of. He was proud of Nanao too. His little friend had proven to be quite the genius.

"Masaki," The little girl began, "Do you think it'll be like this forever?"

He shook his head. "Everything has to change, at some point." When he saw the little girl frown, he knelled down to her level and looked her in the eye. "But I promise, we'll always be friends."

"But what if you go away?" She asked. As a third seat, Masaki had to leave the Seireitei and Soul Society often.

"I'll always come back to you." He promised. "Don't forget that, okay?"

She nodded. "Okay."

He gave her a small kiss on the forehead. "Trust me."

The three met in the darkness. The head looked at the other two, and nodded at the one furthest from him.

"You believe he could be a threat to us?" The voice asked. "Why?"

The other voice, a crisp dark voice, replied. "It's the ability of his shikai, my lord. It's simple, but it can ruin our plans if he knows when to use it."

"Tell me about his abilities," The head voice commanded as the other voice stepped out of the shadows. "Spare no detail, Kaname."

Tosen rushed at him, pulling his sword out a centimeter. "Cry!" He called. "Suzumushi!"

The ability was simple. Suzumushi produced a high frequency sound that instantly knocked out it's target. Painless, yet effective. He thought the match would end right there. Except,

"Screech!" The boy called out as he drew his sword. "Higurashi!"

They clashed, throwing up a thick cloud of dust. From within, Tosen could 'see' his shikai. The boy held his hand out. He grasped a long sharp dagger, the blade facing downward. Blades. It was a trident dagger. One blade pointed down. The others diagonally were looking left and right.

But that wasn't the impressive part. The ability was unique. Masaki Nakamura was surrounded by a thin layer of special reiatsu.

"Like it?" Masaki asked. "It's Higurashi's special ability. It completely negates the effects of all kido and kido type zanpakuto. The only kido that survives is my own.. Ironic, isn't it?" He asked.

Tosen smiled. "What an interesting power." He remarked. "I hope you use it to the best of your ability."

They rushed at each other one last time. That is how Masaki was pierced straight through by Tosen's sword. And how Masaki left three less-deep gashes in Tosen.

"I see," The head voice acknowledged. "Then there's no getting around it. To be sure Nakamura isn't a threat, he must either join us or be taken out."

Nanao slept on Masaki's chest, breathing lightly. The two were atop their favorite hill in the Rukongai, both done with their duties for the day. Masaki was only napping, still alert to the world around him. He wasn't uncomfortable being this close to his little friend. He had known her since she was two, so it was hard not be.

That's when he heard it. He snapped his eyes open. The hollow was spider like, eight dark green clawed legs and a long neck. It hissed at him.

"If she wakes up because of you," He threatened, "Your death will be extra slow and very painful."

The hollow shot its head forward!

Masaki smoothly scooped Nanao into his arms and sidestepped the attack. The hollows head smashed the tree to splinters. Masaki vanished with Nanao, appearing on top of the hollow's skull head.

"If you really cared about that girl, you'd drop her and keep her away from your fight."

Masaki vanished again. He appeared leaning on the hollow's side. "Actually, it's the opposite." He whispered. "You'll never score a hit on me. The only safe place for her is with me."

The hollow snapped its fangs where Masaki once was. He was now standing several meters away. "Screech," He whispered as he drew his sword. "Higurashi."

He sword glowed before morphing into the trident dagger. He held the sleeping Nanao against him with his free hand. "This will be quick." He whispered, pointing the dagger at the hollow.

The extra blades vibrated before buzzing against each other like the wings of a cicada. "Hanauta Kaze."

A sonic blast shot from his dagger! It slammed into the hollow and shattered it into nothingness. Nanao stirred in his arms before yawning loudly and opening her eyes.

"Masaki?" She looked around. "Did something happen?"

He shook his head. "Nothing at all. You can go back to sleep."

"And so with a mighty sweep of his sword, the warrior struck down the fierce ogre and sent him back into the swamp."

Lisa read to little Nanao, who was snuggled up in her bed. The sun had just set, and it was the one day a month when Nanao asked Lisa to read to her before she slept.

"And the warrior was sure to be so quiet that the young empress never even woke up. Not until the warrior returned to her, to let her know she was safe."

"Why didn't the warrior want to wake the princess up?" She asked.

"Because," Lisa replied, "He loved her so much he didn't even want to disturb her sleep."

"Masaki fought a hollow today." Nanao began. "He thought I was asleep and he didn't tell me about it when he thought I was awake. Does that mean he loves me?"

Lisa chuckled. "I don't doubt it little girl. That boy wouldn't let a hollow touch a hair on your head."

"I love him." Nanao confided. "If he loves me, does that mean we could get married?"

Lisa shrugged. "I don't think that could happen anytime soon. But you're not too far apart in age for shinigami. He'll stop aging soon, then you can swoop in on him," She winked.

Nanao blushed. "Thank you Lisa-chan."