A/N: Don't own Bleach, don't own anything. My spelling in this thing sucks, 'cause my spellcheck says everyone's names are spelled wrong so I don't bother going through it to find actual mistakes, since everything's red anyway. On another note, I'll probably change the genre, change the Humour into General, 'cause I suck at humour. If anyone has any suggestions of humorous anecdotes to use, I'd gladly use them.
On another note: I am sorry to all those I dissapoint! This chapter is way too short!
After Ichigo calmed down, Urahara-san finished the story. So Sado-kun and Orihime both have powers because of Ichigo. Tatsuki stood pondering for only a few seconds after the account was finished.
"Ichigo, I'll train alongside you." she said with determination. Ichigo recoiled.
"What? No way! I'm not ruining someone else's life by dragging them into this! No fricking way!" he yelled. Tatsuki smiled in spite of herself.
"You would be ruining my life by not letting me." she responded.
"You don't know all that happened. You don't know what you're getting yourself into."
"Yeah, I do. You and Urahara-san just told me!" she said, her voice rising slightly, "I'm getting into an otherworldly fight which Sado and Orihime can both handle! Remember that I beat you just now. Remember the one who always beat you. I'm not weak, y'know." Towards the end her voice had calmed, but her teeth and fists were clenched. She and Ichigo glared at each other until Urahara-san started laughing. Then they glared at him.
"I'm not gonna let you." Ichigo said.
"I don't care if you let me." Tatsuki retorted. They went back to their argument ignoring the blonde man behind them, "I'm not gonna let YOU take away Orihime, and put her in danger, and take away yourself even! I'm not some damned damsel in distress that's gonna watch you fight! And I don't care whether or not you let me, I'll help you. I'll help you with or without powers!" Tatsuki's menacing aura had risen again, the second time that day. Well, night. This was not Ichigo's day it seemed. He clenched his teeth and fists and nodded.
"Fine, but you better not get in my way." he accepted. Tatsuki smiled.
"Will do, baka."
Thus the training started.
Tatsuki would tell her mother she was going to Orihime's house. She would train the basics of sword-fighting and supernatural defence with Urahara-san before Ichigo snuck out of his own house. After that she would fist-fight him while he was in shinigami form so that he would leak his energy onto her. After that she would watch him train his own skills against Urahara-san. The overdose of reiatsu often made her feel sick, but she was a strong woman, so she could handle it. At least that's what she kept telling herself. If she wanted to be strong, and be able to protect others, she had to handle it. Orihime managed. She was kinda dead though. Chad managed too, though. He was alive when it happened. I can do it too.
I'm not getting anywhere,she thought after a month. But honestly, she had gotten hardly any results at all. Chad and Orihime got immediate ones. Maybe she was just not the right type of person. The powers they got weren't like shinigami powers, but they were triggered by shinigami powers. But that's the key word isn't it? TRIGGERED.
The end of that month signified the day Ichigo left for Hueco Mundo. Tatsuki acted like she knew only as much as Keigo and Mizuiro. They watched as Ishida, Ichigo and Chad walked through what Tatsuki learned was the Garganta: a gate from this world into the hollow world. She left the Urahara Store with the two boys but came back to it really soon after ditching them.
"Urahara-san?" she asked.
"Yes~?" he responded.
"It's been a month. Why don't I have powers yet?"
"Well~ maybe you just haven't had the chance to use them yet!"
"I've been training! That's a good moment to use your powers in, right?"
"Well, simple training like you did never helped anyone. Would you like to try the kind of training Ichigo did?" he said through his fan. His voice had hardly changed at all, but Tatsuki could tell that Ichigo's training had been far from easy. She had always been stronger than him, though. She could do this. Right?
"Yes." she said. It was only one syllable but its impact was massive.