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HAHAHA!! Yay!! Chapter 11! Read on 'cause there's gonna be more info here…I'll try my best not to make it look like a 14-page news article… Since there's so many things in need of explanation…Let's get crackin'…Enjoy!
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Chapter 11: The Truth Wakes Up!
The afternoon sun was looking down at the city of Karakura. It was around 3 PM. In other words, around the time a parent, an uncle or aunt would get out of work, drivers would shout at each other for holding out traffic, and when the little brats get out of school. So, right now, the streets of Karakura was crowded…
…a perfect setting where no one will notice the orange-haired man suddenly going out of an alley.
He went into the sidewalk, perfectly blending in with the crowd of students, and employees. Some of them looked at him, mostly because of his irregular hair color, not only was it orange, it had streaks of grey in it, probably because of age.
"I didn't know old men dye their hair funky colors…" One student, obviously one of the very, very stupid ones, remarked with a snicker.
"Haha..yeah good one." The other replied as the two then slapped each other a high five.
The man rolled his eyes. 'Stupid humans. I can't believe these are actually high school students…'. Ignoring twiddle-dumb and twiddle-dumber, he then turned left, he found himself in front of Karakura High School.
'Well, this place hasn't changed much…just the cement buildings…Still the same layout when Hikashira was a student here.' He thought, recalling happy memories that were connected to the school. Two students passed by him as he made his way in. One was a brown-haired boy and another boy with dark hair.
"Gee, Ichigo's sure been silent today.." the first one muttered.
"Yeah…he even skipped cleaning duty! That meanie!! I'm telling you Mizuiro…he must be keeping girls wherever he's going to…"
"Speaking of girls, Kuchiki-san, Inoue-san and Arisawa-san weren't at school today…" the other boy muttered.
"…!! OH MY GOD!!"
"Huh? What is it?"
"You don't think…??"
"I don't think what?"
"That those three have actually started a threesome!! Oh, come on!! Just think about it!! Kuchiki-san can hold the brains, Inoue-san's got lots of body, and Arisawa's practically manly enough for the three of them!!"
"Asano-san…I think you're mistaking Arisawa-san for Chizuru-san…"
"MIZUIROOOOOOOOOOOOOO….Why the hell do you have to be so formal?? Just call me Keigo!!"
"Yes, yes, Asano-san…" The black-haired boy sighed as the two then exited the school yard.
The orange-haired man chuckled. 'I didn't know they teach comedy in this high school…Hikashira could've aced this subject.' He then went into the field, the other students who were still in the school ignored him as he looked like a parent who's come to talk to his kid's teacher.
He then sat at the nearest bench, surveying the field. Everything was pretty torn up, and the buildings have big dents in them. He leaned against the tree behind the bench, listening in to the girls who were in the nearby room.
"Gee…It's been two days since Rukia, Orihime and Tatsuki haven't showed up at school." Mahana sighed, looking out at the open window.
"Yeah…I kinda miss them…I even kept an eye open for any signs of my bounty, not to mention anyone to attempting to beat me up this lunch." Chizuru huffed, unsatisfied that she was unable to see 'her' Orihime.
"Hopefully they're not doing anything stupid right now. Those three are not like Ichigo and the others." Ryo said. Finished with her tasks, she now had her nose buried in her new book.
"Well…they are…since all of us actually hang out together…" Michiru said as she was wiping the blackboard.
"Yeah, and to think they disappeared right after Jackie Chan showed up trying to apply as the new P.E. teacher and Elmer Fudd mistook his shirt for Bugs Bunny…"
The man then left the bench, not interested in the conversation anymore. 'Well, at least I can see that she actually has good humans by her side.' He passed the school gates, turned right and ran into a familiar face.
"It's been a while….Ji(1)-sama."
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"She's still asleep..?"
Gah…Dang, my head hurts like hell ran over it…well, that pseudo-arrancar was hell of an annoying bastard…It's strange though…my body's not even responding to me right now…And why do I feel something poking my left arm??
"Looks like it…"
Rukia? Huh?
"But it's been two days!! Even Sado-kun can't stay unconscious for that long!!"
Orihime?? Wait…WHAT?? Two days?? DAMN BODY, MOVE!! MOVE! MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!! I ORDER YOU TO MOVE!! I JUST GOT POWERS AND KICKED ASS WITH THEM!! HELL, IF YOU DON'T MOVE, ILL--
"Give her a break…it was her first time fighting such strong enemies."
….It was just one enemy!! Ok…an enemy that was a big pain in the butt…but I could've taken it on!!
"…I got it!! Ayame! Shun'o! Soten Kisshun!! Watashi wa kyo--"
"No!! DON'T!!"
"OWOWOWOWWWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!!" Tatsuki opened her eyes (raising her head in the process), immediately seeing Rukia's small body over her stomach, which was probably what caused the bolt of pain. The black-haired shinigami was now keeping a tight grip on Orihime's hands, which were trying to reach the blue hairclips on either side of the orange-haired girl's head.
"But, Kuchiki-saaan!! Look!!" Orihime replied, pointing the red stain on Tatsuki's bandages.
"Inoue, Yoruichi-san told us not to do anything that involves paranormally altering any aspect in Tatsuki's body…it might cause some sort of reaction…Now do you understand why I didn't use my Kidou earlier?" Rukia slowly explained, the girl she was talking to slowly nodding her head.
"Rukia, I appreciate the explanation you gave, but can you get off me? Where are we anyway?" Tatsuki spoke up, unable to bear the pain Rukia's weight was giving her.
"Oops…Sorry…" Rukia apologized as she got up, rubbing the back of her head. "Oh, we're at--"
"You are at Urahara Shoten. This is a shop that sells all the usual merchandise…plus items that concerns shinigamis, holllows and memory adjustment."
"What the--"
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"…or should I say Ji-taichou?" The other man grinned. He was wearing a red shirt, along with some jeans. But, regardless of what he wears, there was an aura around him that kept saying 'I'm a dad. And I'm proud of my kid!', which was a kind of aura found around many fathers (Isshin, for example). His hair was a bit of a mess, it had been gelled flat this morning, and now little black spikes were coming to life in his head.
"Hikashira…I see that you're still that dim-witted boy that used to wander around Karakura using his powers." The orange-haired man shot back, a smile creeping into his aged features.
"Hey! I'm not that stupid anymore…Besides, if I did that my wife will kill me!"
"Speaking of family, where is she?" the older man looked around, searching for the teenager he came to see.
"Well…the futa-go said she was taken to Urahara Shoten. You remember that place, right, Ji-sama?"
"Yes, more than I'd like to." The older man rubbed his temples, suddenly getting a bad feeling about the situation.
"You've picked a suitable trainer, yet?"
"In fact, I have. And it's practically a good thing that she's alive."
"Don't tell me you're going to involve the futa-go in this." Hikashira said, slowly shaking his head.
"No…I assume you remember that little incident that the clan had with Soul Society?" the orange-haired man raised his eyebrows.
"Which one?" Hikashira looked confused. The clan had many matters concerning Soul Society, such as wars and betrayal. Not counting some incidents that should have caused the destruction of the living world.
"The one that involved Kurosaki Ichigo and Kuchiki Rukia."
"Ohh…you mean my kid's shinigami friends? ...Wait… You don't mean..?!" Hikashira looked at his companion, unable to believe what he had just heard. The one they were talking about was a newbie, powers awake for no less than a year.
"I mean it. Inform her of this. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go visit my granddaughter." The orange-haired man then left Arisawa Hikashira, his footsteps in the direction of the nearby merchandise shop.
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A black cat then entered the room. Its yellow eyes scanned everything to see if all was in order. Then, it sat down beside Rukia, licking one of its paws.
"Oh, good day Yoruichi-san!" Orihime greeted cheerfully. "Oh, you haven't met Tatsuki-chan yet, haven't you? Well…Yoruichi-san, this is Tatsuki-chan and Tatsuki-chan, this is Yoruichi san. Yoruichi-san is a friend of Urahara-san, the owner of this shop."
'….OK….Why the fuck is my best friend talking to a cat??'
"Yoruichi-san! You're tea is ready." A little red-haired boy and a dark-haired girl walked into the room, placing a saucer of tea in front of the cat. The girl then served tea for Rukia and Orihime, but then noticed that Tatsuki was awake. "Oh, it's good to see you're companion is awake." She smiled shyly. "I'll get more tea."
'Those kids served the cat a cup of tea?? JUST WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!'
"That was Ururu. That boy over there is Jinta." Rukia said, answering Tatsuki's curious looks.
The black cat then walked over to Tatsuki, examining her from every angle. It then sat in front of her and Orihime, and took a deep breath.
'Oh, wait…if Tatsuki hasn't seen Yoruichi yet…then that means…' Rukia thought, noticing the said girl fidgeting.
"Well, Inoue, it seems your friend here is rather interesting. I haven't seen a loup as young as this in a long time." Yoruichi spoke, licking her front paws.
"Orihime, did the cat just talk?!" Tatsuki asked, looking baffled.
'This is going to be fun.' Jinta smirked as he listened to the conversation. Ururu walked in with another cup of tea, placed it in front of the shocked girl and sat down by the door.
"Uhuh." Orihime nodded; perfectly unaware of the fact that Tatsuki isn't used to things such as talking cats.
"Did you forget that you have ears?" Yoruichi remarked.
"B-but…this violates the very laws of nature!!"
"In case you haven't noticed the type of power you hold, YOU are the one violating the law of nature. I am a TALKING CAT. DEAL WITH IT. Now, shut up and listen to my explanation."
Tatsuki gulped. Inching a little from Yoruichi and scooting a little closer to the orange-haired girl beside her.
"Yoruichi-san…you said that Tatsuki is a loup? What exactly is that?" Rukia asked, although she is a shinigami, all information that she knows about are on hollows, shinigamis and humans.
"Oh right…all recent shinigami haven't been educated on loups. A loup is a spiritual being, with abilities that usually have a connection on nature."
"Come again?"
Yoruichi sighed. She cannot explain this well. To tell you the truth, all information on loups has been banished from Soul Society hundreds of years ago, when Yamamoto had a slight disagreement with one of the clan leaders…which is to say what caused some plagues. Urahara tried to get more information on them. He looked everywhere; even Mayuri's data yielded no results.
"A loup is basically a group of paranormal beings that are neither shinigami nor hollow, somewhat in between. A loup is basically a reincarnate of an animal or plant with excessive amounts of reiatsu."
No one spoke for a short amount of time, for Yoruichi was not the one who had just spoken. Tatsuki and everyone else were shocked, and it took a few seconds for them to realize the one that had spoke was knocking at the door. "May I come in, Yoruichi?"
Ururu opened the door, she and Yoruichi being the first to snap out of the trance. An orange-haired man entered the room; streaks of grey lined his hair, giving him an 'old' look.
"…Who the heck are you?" Tatsuki asked. This man was somehow…familiar though… "Wait…I know you…"
"Of course you do…little brat."
Tatsuki's eyes widened. She had not heard that nickname of hers in a long time, more like…11 years ago? "Ojii-san(2)?? What the fu--"
"Mind your language, don't cuss in front of company." Tatsuki scowled and opened her mouth to say something. "And I don't give a damn about you being fifteen." The orange-haired man smirked.
"B-but…You died eleven years ago!! I even remember the funeral!! How can you even be looking like that?? If I even expected to see you alive you should be a rotting bag of bones!!"
"Should I?" the orange-haired man turned to the cat at his left.
"I think you should." Yoruichi answered, inwardly smirking. This is going to be hell of an interesting time. Who could've thought that the brat in front of her was related to an old friend?
The man looked at his wristwatch, fumbled with a button at the right…..
…and separated from his gigai.
(1) Ji would be short for uncle. Supposed to be Oji but let's just say that he's not to lenient about grammar and honorifics.
(2) Ojii-san would mean grandfather.
And done! Next chapter: Who the hell is Ojii-san??