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There was no look that said he recognized me. he just paused and waited for me to give my last name.
I said nothing.
I could see that I was really beginning to aggravate him. "Your last name, Miyako," he said slowly.
"I don't have one." Which was true. My father didn't have a last name either.
Aggravation increased. "I don't recognize you as being apart of any of the thirteen squads."
Yes, because you would recognize me out of all of those people. Who was I kidding this was Captain Kuchiki we were talking about, of course he would. Plus I looked completely out of place with jeans and a bright blue tank top. My sneakers just made it worse. I was just screaming total outsider.
"I already told you I'm not a Soul Reaper. Do you like ignoring what people say?" I asked, wondering briefly if I had a death wish.
There was the slightest narrowing of eyes. Yeah I think I was starting to really piss the noble off. "And yet you have a zanpakuto and immense spiritual pressure that you appear to be hiding."
My eyes widened. Yes I had been hiding my spiritual pressure, but if I hadn't who knows who would come running over. The fact that he knew after all the effort I had put into hiding it surprised me. "So that doesn't necessarily mean I'm a Soul Reaper."
"That would make you?"
"None of your business."
"Are you one of Ichigo Kurosaki's acquaintances?"
I racked my brain for the name. Oh the substitute Soul Reaper! Let me think about that answer. "Uh no."
"Then why are you in the Seretei?"
Because I'm stupid. This conversation couldn't go any further without getting me in some trouble. I either had to think of a lie quickly, run, or fight. I couldn't think of a lie off the top of my head and I wasn't interested in a fight… So
I took a few steps to the right and pick up my fans and then flash stepped forward this time six feet before halting do to a certain obstacle. I hadn't even seen him moving until he was directly in front of me and something told me he was fed up with my evasiveness.
I couldn't kill him of course, he was protecting Soul Society just like he should be. I doubted I could hurt him too badly anyways, but I needed enough of a distraction to run like hell towards the portal.
I whipped one of the razor sharp fans at him holding the chain with one hand and the second fan in the the other. I aimed for the shoulder and shouldn't have been surprised as he moved out of the way.
He tried the move he managed to defeat the other guys with, but I was concentrating hard now. I brought one fan up to block and the vibrations went painfully down my arm. His stance was perfect. His strikes were perfect. Everything about his fighting abilities were practiced to perfection. I brought the second fan inwards for an attack, but he easily moved his zanpakuto to block both fans.
"You believe a weapon like this can defeat my zanpakuto?" he questioned. The arrogance appearing again in his voice. "This weapon made by humans-"
I took two steps back before darting back in. I smiled of satisfaction as I was able to create a gash along his arm. It wasn't deep enough to dissuade him from pursuing this fight.
He brought his zanpakuto down in an arc meant to kill. I caught his sword with the chain that connected my two weapons and without hesitation went in for a more life threatening strike.
I had underestimated his strength. He brought his zanpakuto down. This had never happened to me before. I watched in shock as the fans clattered to the ground. Never when I was fully concentrated on a fight have they been knocked from my grip. I looked up at him. All the training wasted.
"Don't look so surprised girl. You can't take a captain on with that strength." He stood still waiting for me to draw my zanpakuto. Such arrogance didn't let him go for the kill shot now. Better off for me. Who knew what my father would do if someone killed me.
I looked up at him with new energy. "You should learn from your own words Captain Kuchiki. When you have the chance to kill your opponent take it. Your luck wont strike again."
He looked vaguely surprised. I had been referring to his fight with Ichigo Kurosaki. We both knew no one, but the two of them had been there to witness it. I smiled a confused opponent was always an easier one to fight.
"I believe you said you weren't acquaintances with-"
I rolled my eyes and shrugged. "I've never met him personally." I took my zanpakuto out keeping it sealed for the time being. I wasn't one for making barbs and the usual fighting etiquette, but it looked like he needed some prompting. "I've got my zanpakuto out. Now what are you going to do?"
He just raised a single eye brow and didn't move. Well prompting fail. He seemed to be assessing my stance and at least my stance had to be perfect even though my fighting skills weren't. I didn't practice for hours on end for no reason.
Since he wasn't making the first move I would. I darted in and shouldn't have been surprised when he immediately blocked it. We parried back and fourth for what could have been hours or just a few seconds. I was slightly out of breath while he just continued to look at me calmly. Despite being short winded neither one of us had managed to create any damage on the other.
"Perhaps you are worthy of my shikai," he commented.
"Oh wow thank you for bestowing me with such an honor asshole," I responded immediately.
He looked at me with complete disgust and simply said, "Scatter."
I watched as his blade became thousands of pink petals. I wasn't stupid. I knew that every one of those petals were razor sharp and if I wasn't careful I would end up completely cut up and dead. Yes his shikai was deadly, but I was still amazed by the sheer beauty of it.
Not the best time to get distracted Miyako.
"Guess it's my turn to show my shikai," I commented dryly. I looked down at my zanpakuto and whispered, "Devour."
I was really hoping this fight didn't get so bad that we both would have to resort to bankai. If we did that my father would find me for sure. Even using my shikai was risking it, but I was controlling my spiritual pressure well enough.
I watched as my blade turned into a dark smoky substance it began slink slowly along the ground. The moment wisps of it touch the grass, the grass beneath wilted its bright green turning brown before crumbling into nothingness. My zanpakuto was only capable of leaving dirt and ash behind.
A disgusting sight.
"You didn't call out your zanpakuto's name," Byakuya commented.
"Yeah are you surprised that the likes of me has achieved bankai," I said with a bright smile and jumped forward with excitement. For what ever reason I enjoyed shocking this man.
Too bad my jump caused me to stumble. I cursed as one of my legs hit the ground. My knee landing on top of one of my fan. Well you shocked everyone with that stupid move.
He just looked down at me with disdain. He appeared to be waiting for me to get back up. Yeah I had just made a fool of myself in front of one of the most famous captains ever.
I got up awkwardly only to find that the blades of the fan were caught in the material of my jeans. Luckily none of the blades were cutting into my leg, but having pieces of metal stuck to your leg kind of limited movement.
I looked up at Byakuya and smiled sheepishly. "Give me a minute?"
Captain Kuchiki just stared at me in disbelief. I took that as a yes.
I bent down, but the movement was strange and uncomfortable. The fan was stuck on the side of my left leg right by my ankle. I did this strange hobbling move forward as my balance threatened to kill me once again. I managed to keep my balance by stumbling along the ground. That only proved to get my feet tangled in the chains that attached the two fans.
I looked back up at Captain Kuchiki. "I may need another minute Captain."
He seemed thoroughly annoyed. I watched as the pink petals floated in the air around me threatening to strike. To my surprise he didn't just kill me because I was being so obnoxious. No an easy kill like this would be below his status of course.
I faked a smile. "Thanks so much captain!" I said with cheer that wasn't deserving to belong there.
I bent down again preparing to remove the fan before untangling the damn chains around my foot. This time when I stumbled I fell over onto the ground.
"I look so stupid," I grumbled under my breath. I could feel my cheeks beginning to turn pink with this major embarrassment. All that training had definitely been for nothing.
Now that I was on the ground there was really nothing I could do about it. On a good note being in a sitting position made it easy to extract the fan from my jeans. Just one soft pull and it slid free. I now looked at the cursed chains also wrapped all around my feet.
I gave it a tug and saw that it was too tangled for that to work. I looked at my handiwork and let out a low string of curses. It wasn't just tangled, I had somehow managed to knot the damn thing. I gave a few more experimental pulls and saw it wasn't going anywhere without me really concentrating even then I wasn't sure.
"How pitiful," Byakuya muttered.
I looked up at him with an outraged expression. "This usually doesn't happen!" I shouted, but stopped when I saw he was kneeling down directly in front of me. My entire face turned red.
"Let me take a look at the mess you have created," he said looking at the chains.
"If someone hadn't decided my weapon looked best on the ground I would not be in this situation!" I said indignantly.
"Yes it is my fault that you aren't aware of your surrounding let alone your own weapon." I watched as his almost delicate looking gloved hands touched the metal chains and began to pull at them gently. Well gentle compared to the jerking I had been doing before.
"I guess this means I lost," I commented dryly.
"We'll call it a forfeit," he said looking at the chains perplexed. "How does this happen?" he asked in disbelief.
"Only I can create this in less then twenty seconds. It's a gift," I said sealing and then sheathing my zanpukto. There was no question I had lost the fight and my dignity.
"I have never seen this occur before," he commented without any emotion at all, but I swear I saw the slightest of smiles.
"If you laugh I will kick you right now, I swear."
