Blood Noir
By: Amethyst Ichigo
Disclaimer: I do. not. won. Bleach. Plus the idea for this story belongs to Mashin Kitsune.
PLEASE READ: HER STORY 'NOT GIVING UP' IS THE PREQUEL TO THIS!
Chapter 3
Last Time
Shinigami searched outside, and around the area they had sensed the reiatsu.
"Spend out and find Kurosaki Ichigo!" The commanding officer said sending groups of lower shinigami out to look for the rogue(or rather exiled) shinigami called Kurosaki Ichigo.
"Hai," The other shinigami said not knowing that as they followed the orders of their commander, that it was an unauthorized search for the rogue shinigami…
Some things just don't click with underlings.
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Ichigo and company looked up at the sudden noise, and like the flu an insane smile appeared on the faces of every single person there. (Kinomi had woken up at the loud noise.)
"I didn't know you were expecting guests." Kinomi said fingering her kodachi zanpaktou. She looked ready for the fight, and seem to lust for the blood that was likely to spilled.
Shinji turned to her.
"I wasn't expecting any guest…" He mutter in a tone way too reminiscent of a certain shop keeper. His sentence made some the group later wonder if perhaps the blond had spend too much time around Urahara…
Rae and Ame looked at the speeding Shinigami coming towards them, and made an suggestion, though in hindsight it was actually a given that they would all fight.
"May we show-."
"Them the door?" Rae and Ame asked curiously though their tone was unsurprising neutral.
Hiyori huffed as if insulted by their question.
"Like Hell you need to ask. Let's go dick heads." She ordered jumping up, and engaging the baka shinigami.
Those words were a clear testament to what was going to happen, and sadly no one listened to the blunt warning…
….
Cries of pain came from the same warehouse a few minutes later, and people with high spiritual awareness (like Chad, Orihime, and Uryuu) were wondering where they were coming from. They couldn't find anything…
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Aizen grinned heartily, as he put together a master plan to destroy Soul Society, but beyond anything, there would bloodshed for years to come. The stupid shinigami were stupidly playing right into his hand with the exile of Kurosaki Ichigo, even more with the vaizards of enemies. It was only a matter of time before Soul Society would be crushed by itself.
This was something everyone knew.
"Are the preparations complete?" Aizen asked knowing that as he did maybe only three people would be able to tell it was a fake smile, and not a genuine one.
"Hai, Aizen-sama." Ulquiorra said bowing, the emotionless espada was the same as always, though strangely there was an underlying calm that hadn't been there before.
Perhaps, it had something to do with Grimmjow's betrayal?
For once Aizen really didn't know, and honesty didn't care. He concreted on the matter at hand.
"Excellent." He said coming back to reality.
The smile on his widen. His plans were falling together. Much like Sereitei was falling apart…
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Kon didn't know what to make of the atmosphere at the Kurosaki family dinner that night. For some reason everything seem strained, like each member had other things on their minds, but were putting up a very poor effort as if to seem like everything was normal.
"So my lovely daughters how was school?" Isshin asked. He didn't even attempt to attack Ichigo strangely enough, but no one was thinking clearly to notice that fact.
"Same old." Karin said taking a bite of her food.
"Nothing to report." Yuzu said without her usual luster.
Kon looked at all of them (though was very cautious when he looked at Yuzu).
(Kon's POV)
I looked at Ichigo's family with curious looks, something was up…but what? I could easily tell because not once did Ichigo's dad try to attack me, and he usually does that so that Yuzu and Karin, didn't figure out I wasn't Ichigo. That was another hint neither of Ichigo's sister noticed that fact either.
Was I messing something?
The table quieted again.
The silence felt strange to my ears after the usually noise I had gotten used to at the Kurosaki household.
Maybe I got thrown around in my plush form too many times, because I could actually hear the air conditioner. Seriously.
Were was that Ichigo when you needed him?
I was beyond confused on what was going on with this family, and I didn't have any idea how it fix it.
I sighed, this was as bad as the time when I had to beg Rukia-neechan to save that jerk Ichigo.
I ate my food in peace and continued to try to figure out what to with this family...well that's not completely true. I spent exactly five minutes going over the problem before I turned my mind over to more important matters...like how to get a goddess to hug me.
(End of Kon's POV)
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Ichigo slashed his sword though the air to rid Zangetsu of the blood.
"Idiots." He muttered vaguely wondering as he did, if he would forever have to run from Soul Society.
"Assholes. "Grimmjow said kicking a dirt pile on the ground. "Stupid shinigami can't even put up a decent fight."
"I agree," Kinomi said. "You'd think we'd rate high enough on the danger scale to at least a fuku-taichou." She licked her lips wiping blood off.
"They stand in war-"
"-and we do not. As such-."
"- they can't waste much on us." The twins said while picking one of Lisa's books, and reading.
"They're right." Lisa said looking at Grimmjow and Kinomi.
Grimmjow rolled his eyes.
"When aren't they?" Kinomi asked.
No one had an answer.
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A/n: I hope this chapter was longer for you Blood Noir fans, certainly felt long to me. Sorry about the slow updates, but I'm in school now, and thinking back maybe I shouldn't have posted so many stories…
Oh well..
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