It was like a flash. The beast-like figure leapt from high in his perch atop the building, and immediately crashed to the ground. The explosion of dust was nowhere near where he stood, but that wasn't what threw Chin to fear.
A subsequent crash reverberated through his ear drums, and he quickly devoured a small pill from his dispenser. "Get Kanonji out of here!" Chin ordered his other, and the gigai saluted and grabbed onto the mustachioed man. Rushing through the cloudy barrier, the Shinigami unsheathed his blade and dashed into the war zone.
Her procedures had been set, and would automatically begin once she had a proper visual. Ururu had sensed the presence of the Hollow immediately, despite it being a less than common signature. Raising her eyes and brushing back her bangs, she spotted the black portal open and a figure drop down, leaving her visual scope and resetting her position to reactive.
She really, truly wanted to avoid fighting today. Chin-kun complemented her dress.
But despite that, her body reacted automatically, flexing the powerful thigh muscles under her single cloth dress, and pushed off of the ground towards the building. As she flew through the air, her dress hem rippling from the winds, the figure leapt off of the building, and flew downwards towards her.
Turning midair, she kicked out as the Hollow crashed down; pushed to explode on the ground in a ball of dust and debris.
A slight tear in her leg muscle, so Ururu decided to use her other leg to kick the target in its face, and sent it flying to a neighboring building.
Latching onto his side, Chin winced and was all too uneager to breath in the dust that clouded around. He coughed upon inhalation, and gripped his handle even stronger now.
He never saw what hit him…
"Momma, what was that?" Among the many in the crowd, the small brown haired boy tugged on the taller woman's jeans, hoping to finally catch her attention.
They had been to this street earlier that day already, but now it was different; there weren't any cars, and he never remembered such a crowd like this before. He held on to her jeans, slowly being nudged through the mass of people until they popped out towards the front.
"Momma?" He tugged again. The dark eyes of the woman glanced down to the boy, teary and watery from crying. "Momma!?"
Despite the emotion, she smiled slightly, and sniffled as she ran her strong yet effeminate hands through the boy's messy locks. She bent down to his height, and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Sadao…" her voice cracked slightly. "Meet the man who saved your life today…" turning him slightly towards the field of flowers, another tear ran down her cheek as she presented the mustachioed picture to the boy.
What kind of an example are you showing my son you idiot, killing yourself like that… she growled to herself …Karakura Gold…?
"Ururu-chan, could you please…get off?" Chin groaned out. Although the dust was finally now beginning to settle, it didn't change the fact that he had be dropped upon by the dark haired girl.
Without responding, she stood up, and dashed towards the still settling second dust cloud. "…No problem…apology accepted…" he grumbled out, and took chase.
It was obvious that she would be able to keep her lead, leaving Chin breathless by the time he arrived at yet another explosion of dust. Out of the cloud, a masked humanoid figure lunged at him, growling and snarling as he flew. A blur of purple intercepted however, and the still in-trance girl landed daintily on the ground.
"Ping," he tried not to wheeze too loudly, "what the h-" An explosion from under took them off guard, and tossed Chin to the ground. Ururu however, jumped into the air, and prepared to crash down with another power kick.
"Where…is she…?" the masked figure groaned out. He raised his hand and easily stopped the girl's crashing fall, and tossed her away like a ragdoll. "Where is my…Shan…chan…?" Unsheathing a sword, he immediately cast it down to the injured Shinigami, only to clang against similar metal.
"Sh-" Chin muttered. "What are…you doing here?"
"Kanonji-Style Ultimate Secret Principle!!!" A deep voice resonated through the alleyway, "Destroy!!"
"Kanonji?" Chin grunted, surprised. A faint light lazily lit up the alleyway, and slowly fluttered from behind the straining Chin. Upon passing him by, the small ball of light looped twice, and buzzed like a fat firefly. He glanced behind him, and saw the wildly hated mustachioed man, closely followed by a weak looking gigai of himself.
"Gomen, Fukutaicho!!" He wheezed loudly, holding onto the same sore side where his injury lay. Glancing back towards his opponent, he spotted the ball of light as it made a final midair loop, until it planted itself unto the ghastly white mask.
"What's that supposed to do Kanon-"
The sudden blast sent Chin backwards, rolling along the ground until finally stopping face down. The Hollow however, was completely taken within the fiery explosion. Its disgusting screams of pain of torment stirred him back to consciousness, leading an injured look towards the smoky monster.
"Damn…" he groaned out. His arms quivered from his weight as he struggled back to his feet. A sadistic feeling swept over him, as the bloody sight of the Hollow writhed about upon its own feet. "You're still alive, huh, you jerk…"
Not answering, the shaking monster had dropped its sword, and his hands latched onto its arms, as if suddenly cold. His face was revealed now; its mask half cracked to reveal a human visage. Shaking, the human half was fatigued; the white mask grinning monstrously. Exhaling loudly, it—or he—began to collapse, into a dark cesspool that reeked with the stench of Hueco Mundo.
As soon as the portal closed, Chin, himself feel to his knees, and spat out blood caused from the ripped stitches of his lung.
"Fukutaicho!!" the possessed human body ran.
"Chin-kun!!" Ururu closely followed. Behind her, the spirit of Don Kanonji just as closely trailed, and they all moved to lean hi against a building. "Are you alright, Chin-kun?"
"You are a brave lad…" the mustachioed man scratched his chin cleft. Looking down at the injured man, he loudly exclaimed and slapped Chin back, causing more coughs.
"Wha…what's wrong with you!?" Chin sputtered out.
"Your uniform…do you know a boy named Ichigo Kurosaki?"
"…Kurosaki-san….yeah…" Chin coughed a bit.
"I knew it…" Kanonji stood up. Pulling the still injured Shinigami up with him, he had him lean against the wall whilst on his feet. "Karakura Pink-u is much too gentle a spirit to have been your mentor, Cheen-san…"
'Gentle'?
"Your wild style of fighting…your uniform…your sword…I must say that I am deeply proud of my former student to have chosen in understudy in you, Cheen-san!!"
"Please….just pass on, Kanonji…" Chin groaned, and subsequently stamped the man's forehead with his hilt.
"Momma, see, I told you I heard something from here!!" Two pairs of footsteps ran towards the group, belonging to a small child and a raven haired woman. When they were closer, the small child gasped and tugged on the woman's sleeve. "It's the man from the picture, Momma!!"
A single tear ran down Kanonji's face upon seeing the smile child look at him happily. He felt a warm glow within him, and he smiled even more when he noticed the identity of the mother.
Chin scoffed at his own sappiness, over the fact that he nearly she a tear of his own at the sight. His haggard eyes followed the Hell butterfly as it fluttered through the violet and darkening sky, and sighed pensively.
"Fukutaicho…you need immediately medical attention…" the Gikongan possessed Chin said seriously.
"C'mon…I don't go by that title anymo-" he sensed the reiatsu and immediately shuddered. No…what are you doing, you stupid girl…? he bore his teeth to no one in particular, and pushed off the wall to find its source.
Grabbing the red reiraku, he sprinted off, leaving the small group behind in the alleyway.
Was that your plan all along, Urahara-san?
Then what was the point of my attempt at sacrificing myself?
I have to stop her…Aiko-chan…
Some words from the Typewriter
Whether you like it or not, this is the last chapter of this story...expect an oekaki to take chapter 5 though...
EDIT: I meant Omake...OMAKE!!!
...legalities...
Wheel of Morality; turn, turn, turn, show us the lesson that we should learn...
And today's lesson is:
'Tite Kubo wuz herr'...
...what?