A/N: Wow, I'm getting psyched about this story! And it's only chapter seven so I have loads of time left to type! Hope I keep meeting with your standards, I will try my hardest. Also, about the misused words and missing words. That actually is my method of writing believe it or not, I skip words …hey it's not as insane as Shakespeare at least. Seriously, is hither even a word…oh wow it is apparently since the spell check said it was.
(I ACTUALLY TYPED THE ABOVE A WHILE AGO BUT I DECIDED TO LEAVE IT ANYWAY)
Chapter 7
Year 7
"…They were together during hardships and good times, frail times and dismay. Sleet, rain, snow, or hail. The pair was rarely seen apart. This had led to suspicion about their relationship and how intimate it was. Unrenowned to neither shinigami talk was generated not only through the neighborhood, but also the higher authority of the human world. Special motions were carried out to eliminate their fear of something like these beings freely roaming the world. The humans were after all just humans and were taught to fear the unexplainable along with greater power…"
"Rukia am I going insane or what?" I questioned as I starred out the bedroom window at the peculiar scene.
"No, they've been there for about a week." The petite shinigami sighed while folding the towels for the bathroom. (Yeah, she learned how to fold and do other daily chores)
Both of our guards have been up recently due to these government people. They patrol constantly skimming the streets, our house, the sidewalk, and did I mention our house? Was there something wrong with me and Rukia living together? It hadn't caused a problem for what four years? Sure, we argue a lot and are absent half the time. Okay, and a hollow or two will occasionally rip through our house, but it's not like we have any reason to be surveyed by the government nonetheless. It's not like they can see the giant hollow go through our house.
"Damn it, this has gone on far enough. I'm going to go tell them to get the fuck out of here. They can search the whole house for all I care, as long as they high tail their asses out of here." I was fuming slamming the bedroom door behind me heading to the front door I knew they were watching.
A few steps from the door I stopped to ponder if there really was anything incriminating in our household. I honestly couldn't think of anything I mean anything worth hiding would be invisible to them wouldn't it? Damn spirit logic was so confusing.
"Ichigo!" Rukia's faint voice echoed through the living room (AKA where the front door was located)
"What Rukia? And if you want me to kick their asses don't worry I'm way ahead of you." I grinned imagining the bruises they're going to receive.
"One, if you did that you'd go to jail for assault and that'd be hard to explain to soul society, especially during pre-war circumstances, and two you just got out of the shower, you're still in a towel." I could practically here the word 'idiot' come out during her last sigh.
"It's self defense. I could just say I thought they were endangering the safety of my girlfriend and me…and as for the towel thing, I could care less. They'll just get a sneak peak at what's about to beat the shit out of them." I snickered to myself, proud of my excuse that would for sure get me out of looking like a total moron.
"Yeah, okay. Don't get in trouble Ichigo. Or so help me I'll beat the shit out of you." I could feel the threat in her voice, too bad it wasn't a threat, more like a promise.
"I won't Rukia promise." That was a lie. I knew I'd get in trouble, it was what Kurosaki's do best.
I opened the door, still not bothered by the fact I was in a black towel and nothing more. The freaking car must have had built in sensors because I swear people started moving around in the van as soon as I emerged. Four people, (More like body builders…they must have heard about me) welcomed me, standing a mere five feet away from the vehicle I wouldn't give a second thought to slicing in half.
"Can we help you sir?" A skinny scientist asked from the driver's seat. The very bulky men were giving me the 'what now?' look. I couldn't help smirking at that. If they only knew what they were getting themselves into.
"Yeah, actually you can. What the fuck is with the surveillance cameras and the fucking van? You've been here for a fucking week! Can we have some fucking privacy?" Now, that's how you use the F word correctly; loudly and in a pissed tone.
"Sir, I think you misunderstand us. We just observe the birds in this area. It's pure coincidence that you're house is where it is." What bull shit, I was going to really soc this guy in the mouth or gut. Maybe both…now there was an idea.
"Then you won't mind me looking inside your van?" The man paused briefly before nodding slowly.
"If that will satisfy you then by all means." His face twitched in awkward ways.
I walked haphazardly to the back of the van ripping the doors open, being followed by the body guards or whatever they were there for. My body squeezed into the cramped van eyeing the interior. Five mini TV's plastered to the wall along with rows upon rows of buttons, some roared to life while others slept.
"This doesn't seem like a bird watchers van. And last time I checked bird watchers don't have that many enemies. So, what's with the body guards? All four." I leaned forward onto a control hitting a button by accident making a screen light up.
"Oh no that's…" He didn't finish before I heard moaning and screams of pleasure.
"Porno? Oh, so bird watchers have some normal interests?" I laughed as I heard the continuing sounds echo from the speakers.
"Well, uh maybe we should hit the stop." He was fidgeting uncontrollably like I exposed his horrid dirty secret.
"Why? We're all guys here. It's not we've never watched this crap." I laughed along with myself. The body guards turned a bright shade of red. Them too? What a pathetic bunch of wimps.
"We should really-" Something I was totally unprepared for cut him off; Rukia.
"Oh, Ichigo!" The sound came out perfectly legible through the high quality speakers. It sounded identical to last night. Oh god!
"What the fuck? You video taped us…fucking?" If you thought I was peeved before, well now I was intoxicated by furry. Like he'd be lucky to make it out in pieces.
"Well, um…" He didn't finish before I swung at him. The attempt failed though, I didn't land impact before getting forcibly dragged out of the van by two of the guards.
"Oh so you bitches want to go first?" I'd take them all on at once, but then who else would I beat my furry out on.
The first defender came swinging as I ducted on instinct getting a jab into his stomach making him puke something up as he dropped to the floor in pain. Body guard two came in at this point grabbing my shoulders from behind holding me securely down as the third punched me with all the force he could muster. Too bad for them they had no idea what I was capable of. After one hit, which made me cough a little blood up, I jammed my foot into the guys crotch behind me making him keel over in pain gripping what was left of his manhood. In a smooth motion I round house kicked guard three making him fly six feet into number four, both knocked out cold.
"Anyone else want to mess with me?" I shouted at the incapacitated men. Now was the gay-ass scientists' turn.
"So, do you still think my house is that spectacular to watch?" I yelled at him spitting on the concrete.
"No, of course not and here's the tape." He threw me a tape out of the VCR. "We won't be needing this." With that he drove off with a few screeches of his tires.
I walked back inside still in the towel slamming the door behind me. For sure I'd given the neighbors a spectacle to watch. I found Rukia still folding when I entered the bedroom.
"So, how'd it go?" She asked, but like she really didn't know.
"Fine. Don't worry about it I don't think we're going to have a problem from now on." I kissed her forehead before grabbing a quick change of clothes and headed to the bathroom. Never and I mean never will I tell her what I found. She'd go on a killing rampage and that's be extremely hard to explain to everyone. Especially Byakuya, what would I say, 'yeah Rukia killed half the population because they recorded us having sex.' …Yeah, don't see that going down so well.
"…The humans would not back off. Day after day the Kurosaki household was carefully watched, but from a distance. Nothing about their way of life seemed to add up to the curious race. There'd be no movement for hours, possibly days at a time and yet no car ever left the driveway. It didn't add up and that's what caused the supposed suspicion to begin with. Ichigo and Rukia were forced to overlook the humans because they had a job to do whether they liked the situation or not. So, once again Ichigo and Rukia packed up and left their safe haven, hiding their bodies within the household…"
"Ready to go Ichigo?" Rukia barked from the dining room (The only room in the house without windows so no one could see us leave, which didn't really make sense to me because wouldn't the portal be invisible?)
"I can only go so fast. Why do you want to rush anyway? It's not like going to seiratei is an exciting field trip." I sighed shoving my body along with Rukia's into a compartment in the wall that was specially design for such use.
"It's not wise to be late. You should know that by now." She sighed her hand griping her hip in annoyance as I walked into the room with the doors to soul society already open.
"And you should realize that by now we have to be extra cautious because of those government agents. Everything has to be concealed at all times. I still don't know why we can't just erase their memories." We both walked through the arch way landing us just outside of the huge gate protecting seiratei.
"It's not the stone age. They have recordings and then when they eventually figure out that we messed with their minds we'd seem like even bigger threats." She sighed striding a few paces in front of me.
"Of what!? I could have sworn we took out all the cameras around the house!" The scum actually placed video cameras (Of course on state property) outside our windows so they could surveillance our every move. They didn't plan for us to figure out about them, but with flash steps and an invisible to the human eye form it was quite easy to spot one. And where there's one there's bound to be more.
"You can't be too careful. There's no way I'm moving back to soul society after adjusting to here for so long." Her voice sounded determined and at the same time menacing. I got it now she was being overly protective because she didn't want to leave the human world.
"Rukia, if I can help it you won't be moving back to soul society. And if you did I would be right besides you." I grinned pulling her into an embrace. Hastily she pulled away, giving me a punch in the gut at the same time.
"Dumb ass! What if my brother was here? Or anyone for that matter? We'd be screwed, they don't know about our dating history and odds are they wouldn't let us live together!" She was fuming with concern… I think that's a good thing.
"So what? I'd sneak in your window at night. No big deal." After that sentence came out I knew it sounded wrong. All I was waiting for was the punch.
"UGHHAAA! DUMMM-ASS!" It was all a little mashed together, but I could figure out the gist of it. Of course then I got the jab to the balls which made me keel over on the ground in pain. At that moment I really wanted to go find those body guards I beat up last month and apologize.
"You're sleeping on the roof tonight!" Rukia shouted from ten or so feet away. I couldn't really estimate correctly with the throbbing pain.
'Damn, she'll really make me too." I sighed slowly picking myself up.
As I stood I noticed all the spectators, about twenty or so were gathered around me, the women had looks of dignity scrawled across their faces while the men had looks of sympathy.
"I'm fine. No worse than being stabbed." I got to my feet flashing out of sight. No need to make anymore of a spectacle of myself.
Later that same day
"You really didn't have to punch me in the balls. It'd be your fault if we couldn't have-" Rukia stomped on my foot making me come to a quick stop. "Damn it Rukia!" If you thought it killed when someone stomped on your foot in sneakers imagine shinigami sandals only so much worse if you calculate in Rukia's inhumane strength.
"Kurosaki, you're taking good care of my sister right? No let me rephrase that, she still has her virginity correct?" Byakuya, the captain of squad six asked in a very threatening tone.
"Of course Byakuya. Our relationship is strictly professional." I lied in the most believable voice I could muster. Hopefully they don't have tests to prove virginity in seiratei. If they did I hope Unohana takes bribes or pity.
"It's captain Kuchiki to you boy. Don't get wise because you live in the same vicinity as my sister." What crawled up his ass?
"I'm sorry brother I'll knock some sense into him." With a bow from Rukia and a grin from me he stalked off mumbling vulgar words under his breath. I was alive not deaf.
Four hours later
"Has anyone seen Rukia? We have to get going." I yelled throughout the bar. Somehow both of us had been dragged here and forced to 'drink and be merry.' I had two drinks and the only way I got by without having more was my slow sipping. I knew that if I wasn't cautious I'd wake up drunk with a bad hangover. What can I say I must have gained a shinigami's expertise as to getting wasted. Poor Rukia would probably have to wait there all night with me too while I was incapacitated.
"Hey, I think she's over there." As I walked in the direction Ikaku pointed me in the techno music grew louder. Who knew soul society had clubs?
In the corner of the place I heard roars of (drunk) laughter. 'please!' I begged to some unknown god, 'please don't let her be over there' Low and behold a petite woman, very drunk might I add, was… 'I said please!'
Rukia was pole dancing for god's sake! Without a shirt on, what is wrong with this world? I ran over there totally forgetting I could have flash stepped, but that's how flustered I was.
"Rukia! What are you doing?! Get down off that table now!" I yelled not wanting to touch her. Now sure if we were home that'd be a totally different story, but here where everyone was watching I didn't want anyone to think I was comfortable with touching a half naked Rukia. (Which I was)
"Nope! Lighten up strawberry." She grabbed my hand and placed it on her…whoa! I instantly withdrew knowing that Byakuya was right behind me. Oh and I knew that not because of being able to sense reiatsu (Which I still cant), but because my life works like that.
"He he, being drunk is making her better judgment fuzzy." hopefully that was a good excuse. I really hoped she didn't blurt something out that'd be hard to cover up.
"Ah, ICHIGOOOOO! Come on you were more fun last night." She pouted trying to pull me up. I blushed knowing that'd be really hard to cover up.
"Ugh, um…hmmm." I got nothing. We were screwed.
"Oh, Ichigo," Renji bumped my shoulder, "How long has this been going on for?" Apparently he was drunk and wasted because he knew Rukia and I had been having sex for a while.
"Shut up Renji! I'm a little busy." Renji must have followed me because he was the one forcing the drinks down my throat to begin with.
"Kurosaki! Why is my sister dancing with her shirt off on a table!?" His voice left his normal safety zone and started climbing higher.
"Don't ask me I didn't give her something to drink. I wasn't even near here." The last thing I needed was Byakuya thinking something was up.
"Well, get her down." he started to scold me switching gazes between Rukia and me.
"Why Can't you?" I questioned eyeing him.
"She's my sister. It's most improper to touch her bare skin." He coughed turning red. That's when the wheels in my head started turning.
"So, you're giving me permission to touch your sister?" I grinned, of course hiding it from the captain. A get out of jail free card, just what I needed.
He hesitated, but nonetheless nodded. Without a second thought I wrapped my hand around Rukia's waist pulling her off the table like a four year old. I hastily yanked my shinigami shirt (I'm still clueless about their exact names) off draping it over her shoulders wrapping it in the middle so her hands were secured inside. I blushed as I pulled her from the bar and to the door connecting to the real world (AKA our dining room).
When arriving to said home I honestly didn't feel like getting back into my body or doing anything that involved moving.
"Rukia you almost blew it tonight. What would I do if I couldn't see you anymore?" I sighed trudging up the stairs.
Once in the bedroom I plopped Rukia onto her half of the bed unwrapping my shinigami uniform from her small fragile body. After that I slid my pants off slipping into bed in my boxers.
"Night midget." I yawned before turning the lights off.
4 hours after that…
"That's astounding. They're there but to the naked eye their not." A voice I didn't recognize said too close for comfort.
"What the fuck?" I moaned opening one eye hesitantly.
"Can you hear me?" One of the scientists spoke like I was foreign.
"No shit I can here you. What the fuck are you doing in my house never mind my room?!" I yelled sitting up, but at the same time trying to conceal Rukia and her half naked form.
"Oh that's great! Now listen, we think you might be dead. Don't freak out!" He still spoke in that you don't understand me so I'll go really slow for you tone. But seriously if we were normal dead people telling us not to not freak out was like saying tell Byakuya that I was sleeping with his sister.
"What!?" First of all, how could they see me and second of all who are they to come into my house and accuse me of being deceased.
"I know, we're not sure what happened. We found you're bodies downstairs and-" I cut him off wanting to hit myself in the head for not making sure the closet was securely fastened.
"No, who the hell do you think you all are (Meaning all eight of them) coming into my house and talking to me like a freaking second grader?" I was fuming and apparently my drunk wife was still sound asleep.
"Sir, denial is the first step in death we believe." One man whispered to the main man talking to me.
"No, I'm not in damn denial," I got out of bed strutting over to him, "If you're so smart than you should have done your homework. I'm a shinigami are you happy? Big secret's out!" Telling them that probably wasn't the best idea in the world but I'd tell them anything if they just left me alone and got out of my house.
"A death god?" One shuttered backing a few steps away.
"Yeah," I thought of an idea, "And it's going to stay secret understand?" I flash stepped behind the crowd of people tapping one on the back making all turn in reflex. A few gasps and one girly scream, a very nice reaction.
"you…don't scare us!" One of the braver few uttered.
"Oh really?" I flashed to my zanpactou, reappearing a second later with Zangetsu in hand. "Do I now?" I said in the most menacing tone I could muster this early in the morning or late at night whichever you'd rather.
They all gulped readying to run out the door…too bad I wasn't done with them yet. I beat them all to the door scaring them senseless.
"Wait guys he can't hurt us. His soul purpose is for the good of man kind. He wouldn't dare harm us." The same brave guy said, and apparently he knew a lot about shinigami to take such a risk.
"Well, sure that is unless you barge into their homes and threaten their existence. So, you better believe I'm going to hurt you." I grinned raising my zanpactou, I could see fear cross every single face, but then again who wouldn't be afraid when something the length of your body was going to slice you in half?
"You know what? I think we can forget about this mishap and put it behind us. Let's make a deal we'll destroy these glasses and all files involving you so nobody can bother you again." He was practically begging, I wanted to slice him in half for not showing some backbone.
"Great, what are you waiting for? Get the fuck out!" I raised Zangetsu towards the door everyone flinching slightly away. They all scampered out the door rushing to get out.
"Don't forget I can and will track you down if I hear or see any more government agents around my house." I shouted as the door downstairs slammed shut.
"Ichigo? Is someone here?" Rukia mumbled from the bed still half asleep.
"Nope. Go back to bed Rukia." I gladly joined her drifting back off to sleep myself.
"…To shinigami their bodies had vanished a long time ago, but to Ichigo his body was still his home, the original he was born with. Others like Rukia used things called Gigai to sustain normal lives besides their shinigami duties. The problem with this predicament was that with Ichigo being human; attached to this world, it put more limitations on him. His body was extremely fragile in both states and to reach the ultimate level he needed to shed off his humanity. His humanity was all that anchored him to this world. Now, without it his power could grow to a level that was unspeakable. His family was proud, but at the same time sad because they knew that meant Ichigo would become detached from them to achieve bigger and better things. It felt too harsh for both Ichigo and his family to just up and leave, but he was dead and for now his place wasn't in this world…"
'Of all times for a fire drill they picked now? It was like five minutes from the final bell!' Masaki complained to herself cursing at the alarm ringing above her head.
"All right everyone I suppose you all can take your stuff with you." The teacher sighed gathering his books on his desk.
Everyone evacuated the room one by one until Masaki was the only one left. She slowly packed her things since she really saw rushing pointless. Besides she wanted to wait until the hallways cleared before trekking out of the building.
Masaki walked backwards away from her desk nonchalantly counting on her fingers all the books she needed to take home, "Math book, science folder, English packet, oof…" The orange haired girl slammed into the teacher's desk knocking most of its contents onto the floor. In a hurry she starting flopping everything back onto the desk wanting to go home now that she was sure the hallways would have been cleared.
As this was happening though her hands seemed to stick to the large black leather story book with the tale of the shinigami. She needed to read it, it seemed to pull her in. Her resistance was far weaker than she could have imagined. So, what does Masaki do? She stuffs the book in her bag and runs off down the hallway awaiting the long weekend to come.
A/N: Sorry, it's been a while! I have a schedule on my profile now that tells when the next update is and this one isn't on time because I'm in New York and it's extremely hard to find Wi-Fi here. Like I had to drive everywhere! Anyway, super long chapter! I hope you guys take this as a Peace offering! I don't need an angry mob at my house any time soon! - Your Neko Writer
(Next chapter is starting with how Ichigo 'dies' L I know none of us want him to, but at least he's not gone dead)
