Love for the Lost and Broken
Author's Note:
Hello again my lovely readers and reviewers!
Ok so remember when I said I would be away for a week last Friday? Well I did go to Tennessee as was the plan however the hotel screwed up the reservations so I had to come home early. I know right? Honestly! That sort of sucked but at the same time it's ok. The reason it is ok...
1). I was able to get back to my computer and type up another chapter for all you awesome people out there.
2). I was still able to do a lot of cool stuff in Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge even though the trip was cut short!
I hope you all liked the flashback chapter I did since it wasn't my original plan (if I had known my trip was going to be cut short I wouldn't have worried with it at all :/).
OH! I almost forgot! Guess what I bought in Pigeon Forge?
A miniature version of Zangetsu! HELLZ YEAH!
That defiantly makes up for the hotel problem. ;)
I had a choice between Renji's sword, Kenpachi's sword, Yumichika's sword, and the shikai or bankai form of Zangetsu… I got the shikai form. I originally wanted Zangetsu's bankai form but my brother started flipping out because he thought the hilt was the Nazi symbol… dummy. I tried to explain it to him but he wouldn't listen to my so I gave up (sigh) if anyone has a little brother or sister you know what I mean.
Anyways here is chapter 3 (since the last chapter was a flashback!) it may be shorter than the last ones.
"…"-Talking '…'-Thoughts (...)-Extra Info
*-Anything else I can think of to talk about.
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Tite Kubo; except the story line, my OC, the abilities of my OC's Zanpakuto, and any songs or bands that I mention or use. Oh and the neon green rubber ball; that's mine to! (Read to understand...)
Chapter 3-Masutātorikkusutā's Wisdom: Sports Cars and Women
Recap
"So why are you doing all the way out to Nihon* two weeks early?" Muramasa asked as though he were speaking to a four year old.
"Well… I have an old friend of mine who lives in my old home town which is where the concert is going down. We haven't seen each other in a long time so I figured I would head out early and hang with her awhile before we have to play the show."
"HER!" Kaien screamed; his voice going up about five octaves.
"Don't even think about it." Masutātorikkusutā warned quickly before Kaien could even think of finishing his thoughts.
"Well have fun with that." Muramasa said.
"I'm not going alone genius." Masutātorikkusutā interjected.
"Oh? Then who is going with you?" Muramasa questioned.
"Why do you think I had you get up so early?" Masutātorikkusutā asked as he threw his hands up in the air.
"Huh?" Muramasa questioned again still not getting it.
"Baka*! You're the one who's coming with me!"
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Muramasa stared at Masutātorikkusutā as though he had grown a second head; Masutātorikkusutā's shoulders slumped as he made a sound that was reminiscent of a dying frog.
"I'm not repeating myself Muramasa so don't look at me like that!" Masutātorikkusutā shouted as he waved his arms around like a mentally challenged chicken.
"HEY! Why the heck does Muramasa get to go and not me?" Kaien cut in whining like a toddler that had been denied a piece of candy.
"Because Kaien…" Masutātorikkusutā began as he leaned over Kaien who was still seated causing Masutātorikkusutā to look very intimidating. "If you come with me I'll lose my mind because of your stupidity… I can't have that now can I?" Masutātorikkusutā questioned in a low voice.
Kaien blinded twice before answering, "No I guess not; it would be a bad thing to lose your mind."
Masutātorikkusutā scowled at Kaien as said man's face broke out into a toothy grin and Gin started laughing and commenting on how horrible it would actually be if their dear friend were to lose his mind. Tousen was still ignoring them all (or at least trying to) and simple continued to drink his coffee as he watched the three men on the other side of the table argue like children. Muramasa was quiet, he really didn't like the idea of going to Japan at all; the last thing he needed was to be detected by the Shinigami. However; at this point it looked as though it was going to be impossible to get out of the whole situation. Masutātorikkusutā was going to force Muramasa to come with him; Muramasa already knew it. And since he knew it Muramasa was already trying to find a way to worm out of it.
"And don't think that you can get out of it Muramasa." Masutātorikkusutā stated as he continued to verbally fight with Kaien and Gin.
'So much for that…' Muramasa thought in defeat.
Muramasa didn't like it at all; normally he didn't have any problems when Masutātorikkusutā did something out of the blue like this. But something was bugging Muramasa; and he wasn't really sure what it was. He had a bad feeling about the whole trip and would have much rather stayed in the safe bubble of his caretakers mansion. Not to mention that he was still so tried that he felt like the walking dead*1 and would have preferred to go back to sleep for the rest of the morning than get on a plane to Japan. Muramasa was still hoping that Masutātorikkusutā would change his mind and take Kaien or Gin instead of him. Of course Masutātorikkusutā had said he didn't want to lose his mind (Muramasa was almost certain he had already lost it however) so it was doubtfully that he would let either Gin or Kaien tag along with him. Masutātorikkusutā had made himself pretty clear however so Muramasa was still prepared for a worst-case-scenario (the worst case being that Masutātorikkusutā would force Muramasa out the front door even if that meant dragging him by his ankles.) Muramasa's inner musings were interrupted by Masutātorikkusutā who choose that moment to get his traveling companions' attention.
"Oi! Muramasa! You listening?" Masutātorikkusutā yelled.
"What do you want?" Muramasa asked with strained patience.
"We got to go! Get ready!" Masutātorikkusutā responded with a wave of his hand.
"Whatever…" Muramasa stated blankly as he slid out of his chair and slowly headed for the stairs.
"Bring a jacket! It's chilly out in Nihon*!" Masutātorikkusutā shouted at Muramasa's retreating back.
Muramasa didn't answer as he quickly ascended the stairs and entered his room. He pulled out a suitcase and packed everything he needed not even really paying much attention to it. After he had assembled everything he needed Muramasa entered the bathroom attached to his room to brush his teeth and comb his hair. He scowled at his reflection in the mirror upon seeing that his hair resembled a porcupine's ass. Great; another case of bed head… his hair was spiky to start with but he had never figured out how it could get so much worse after a few hours of sleep. After several minutes of fighting with the hair brush and cursing under his breath Muramasa was able to get his hair back to its normal appearance. Finally satisfied Muramasa shook his head and ran his hand through his hair; the spiky brown locks fell around his face and the two pieces of hair crisscrossed in-between his eyes like they always did. His hair had gotten longer; two years ago it had barely touched his shoulders and now it fell several inches past his shoulders in the back. Masutātorikkusutā had said that such things were an effect of the gigai*2 he had given Muramasa shortly after they meet one another since as a Zanpakuto Muramasa's appearance wasn't meant to change at all. But still most of the things about Muramasa's appearance had remained the same; the only differences were his hair length and the fact that his nails were no longer claw-like. He had even kept his purple eye markings. Masutātorikkusutā had told him that it was very odd that the markings appeared on the gigai but said it was nothing to be concerned about. So odd, before he had awoken and realized that he was still alive Muramasa had never truly thought much about his appearance. Muramasa had always believed a Zanpakuto's appearance to be the reflection of its master's soul. Then again a Soul Reapers Zanpakuto was also supposed to die along with its master; however Kouga was dead and he was not. It made no sense to him but he didn't question it sense he was alive and that was a good thing. Still; looking at the purple markings on his face Muramasa began to think that even two different parts of the same spirit could have different appearances not based on the energy of one or the other.
'Your eye markings… they make you look sort of like a panda.'
Muramasa shook those words out of his mind for the second time; the strange dream would not leave his thoughts. He had never thought of his eye markings making him resemble a panda and the whole idea made Muramasa feel weird. Refusing to acknowledge the possible truth of the statement made by the women in his dream Muramasa continued to get ready and work on ignoring the thoughts buzzing through his head. Once he was done Muramasa exited the bathroom and went to rummage in his dresser looking for something to wear. The attire of people in the human world was a far cry from the robes of the Shinigami and what Muramasa had worn before he was given a gigai. Even after two years Muramasa had little comprehension of the style of humans in the world of the living. However; that was one thing that Masutātorikkusutā was good for. He made sure that Muramasa had plenty of 'Fashionable' things to wear. Muramasa was slightly wary of the fact that Masutātorikkusuta's sense of fashion often left much to be desired. But, Muramasa wasn't completely ignorant to the ways of humans and there was no way Muramasa would be caught dead in some of the things that Masutātorikkusutā wore on a regular basis (mesh, chains, pants that showed off someone's ass, etc...).
Muramasa continued to dig through the drawers in his room looking for something to put on; unfortunately he failed to notice the neon green rubber ball on the floor until he stepped on it a fell flat on his back. Muramasa groaned as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head. He was getting tired of coming into contact with the wood floor; really tired of it. Sitting up fully Muramasa glared daggers at the rubber ball in front of him. Masutātorikkusutā had one of them as well; he had given one to Muramasa telling him it was just a fun little toy. Muramasa had never messed with it; he thought the whole thing was silly. In that moment Muramasa was extremely angry. Angry at the trip Masutātorikkusutā was forcing him to go on, at the strange dream he had and was unable to explain, and at that ridiculous green ball. In a second Muramasa had grabbed it and hurled it into the wall as hard as he could throw; forgetting that it was made of rubber. Since it was made of rubber the ball bounced off the wall and headed straight for Muramasa's head with the same force he had thrown it at. Muramasa was fast enough to duck and miss the impact but neglected to remember the wall a few feet behind him. The ball impacted on the second wall and this time Muramasa was unable to avoid it as it came around like a boomerang and clocked him in the back of the head. Several very colorful phrases passed through Muramasa's lips as both of his hands went to clutch the back of his head. There was already a quarter sized knot on the back of his head and considering how hard the ball had hit him Muramasa knew it was only going to swell up more as time went on. (This was why he was always so calm... anger lead to stupidity... and stupidity lead to pain.)
"Damn it to hell…" Muramasa cursed under his breath in pain as he glared again at the little rubber ball that had come to rest in almost the exact place that it had originally been.
Getting to his feet Muramasa dusted himself off, all the while glaring at the neon green ball on the floor. If looks were deadly that ball would have been in a million tiny pieces by now. Muramasa wanted so badly to retaliate against the stupid object but thought better of throwing it around again least he get smacked in the forehead. Instead he kicked the ball away from him; it rolled across the floor until it disappeared underneath the bed. Cursing up a storm and praying that the rubber ball remained under his bed till the trumpets sounded on Doom's Day*3 Muramasa finally found something to wear. Baggy, dark jeans and a black t-shirt; nothing special at all. Well, unless you counted the symbol on the t-shirt. Across the front in dark purple was a symbol that resembled the hilt design of his own sealed state (Muramasa had no idea where Masutātorikkusutā had gotten it but secretly liked the fact that the symbol was there none the less). Finally, Muramasa grabbed one of his jackets from the chair at his desk and slipped it over his shoulders (California was about as chilly as Japan this time of year). The jacket wasn't overly bulky nor was it paper thin; it was right in between the two and was perfect for the current chilly weather. The jacket was charcoal black and matched the rest of his dark colored attire quite well. The jacket had no hood; instead it had a wide collar of thick white fur. Muramasa liked the jacket; the collar reminded him of his old outfit. A sense of familiarity one could call it. At that moment a noise that resembled a hurricane erupted from the direction of the living room. It was so loud that even on the third floor Muramasa could hear it as though it were only a few feet away. Grabbing his bag Muramasa exited his room and headed down the stairs to see what the fuss was about.
Muramasa reached the ground floor only to see Kaien and Gin running around like damn fools. Muramasa was confused until he saw Masutātorikkusutā enter from the kitchen and head straight towards the two idiots; wait was that a fire poker? It was; Masutātorikkusutā was chasing Gin and Kaien with a fire poker… oh boy. Muramasa dropped his bag and took a seat on the bottom step to avoid getting wacked with a stray swing from that fire poker.
Masutātorikkusutā chased after Kaien and Gin from the living room, out onto the porch, back into the house from the kitchen entrance and into the living room again from the kitchen; over and over. Muramasa wasn't a man that could easy be put off; but the current situation was throwing him off badly. He had a half a mind to ask the three men what the hell they were doing but the display was so odd that Muramasa wasn't sure he wanted the answer to that question. At that moment Tousen entered the living room and quickly went to stand by Muramasa to avoid the calamity going on a few feet away. Tousen stood next to the stairs, face blank, coffee mug in hand.
'Is that the same cup of coffee he started with?' Muramasa thought to himself as he watched Tousen sip the liquid gingerly.
"Cut it out you stupid ass!" Kaien yelled as he ran through the room with Gin right beside him and Masutātorikkusutā hot on their tails.
"You will do as I say!" Masutātorikkusutā hollered back as he swung the poker at the two he was chasing in a haphazardly fashion.
"No ways in hell is you gonna make us Sutāto!" Gin added as he followed closely behind Kaien.
"Oh is that so? Just watch me you damn fox!" Masutātorikkusutā screamed at the two loons running in front of him.
Although entertaining (and probably an excellent source of material for black-mail) Muramasa was growing tired of watching the three adult sized children run around like a herd of bison. Of course there was still the nagging fact that he didn't have a clue what was going on and he really wanted to know why in the name of Christ Masutātorikkusutā was chasing two of his house guests around with a fire poker. At least the poker wasn't sharp otherwise Muramasa would have been a bit worried for Kaien and Gin's safety. A bit… not much but a bit. As Gin and Kaien run out the door leading to the porch Masutātorikkusutā skidded to a stop and hide behind the doorway into the kitchen, a wicked grin splitting his face just about in half. Gin and Kaien were completely unaware of what Masutātorikkusutā was doing as they once again rounded the corner from the kitchen into the living room. Masutātorikkusutā sprang from his hiding spot and grabbed Gin and Kaien by the back of their shirt collars. The two men were so shocked that they literally squawked in surprise as they struggled to free themselves.
"Now... as I was saying; since you two acted like pigs at breakfast you get to do the dishes." Masutātorikkusutā stated as he dragged his two victims into the kitchen so they could fulfill their assigned duty.
'Really… that's want those two were bitching so badly about?' Muramasa thought to himself in annoyance.
Instead of saying something really nasty Muramasa held his tongue and counted backwards from ten to keep himself from cursing and/or whacking Gin and Kaien in the head himself. Honestly; those two could annoy Job to death*4. Normally Muramasa's rational side would have kicked in and caused him to either roll his eyes or sigh aloud at the idiotic behavior of his housemates. However it seemed that the strange dream he had had along with everything else was messing with his mind a bit more than he had previously thought. Because instead of his normal reaction Muramasa felt the strangest desire to laugh aloud at Kaien and Gin's plight. He refrained from laughing but did smirk as he heard the sound of splashing dish water and cursing coming from the kitchen. Tousen was still standing next to him and Muramasa heard the man chuckle quietly before taking another sip of his coffee. Masutātorikkusutā exited the kitchen a few moments later; fire poker resting on his shoulder and a satisfied expression of his face. He returned the poker to its place by the mantle before turning to Muramasa with an excited smile.
"You ready bro?" Masutātorikkusutā questioned, as he clearly struggled to contain his joy.
"I suppose…" Muramasa stated evenly, not at all sharing his guardian's happy demeanor.
"Excellent! Let's go!" Masutātorikkusutā shouted.
Muramasa exhaled softly before standing and pulling his suitcase behind him. Muramasa and Masutātorikkusutā headed towards the stairs that lead into the basement and descended them quickly. The basement was huge; it had the same dimensions as the floors above it but no walls to separate the space into rooms. The huge area was full of just about everything someone would want to entertain their selves. Giant TV, numerous unnamed gaming systems, built in bar (Muramasa had no clue why; none of the people in the house drank regularly), a pool table, and a mini fridge (Gin and Kaien's personal favorite). All of it still only took up about half of the enormous space; the rest was reserved for vehicles. Motorcycles, ATV's, and the hottest cars on the market (Muramasa was certain that Masutātorikkusutā had more money than he knew what to do with judging be the number of cars there were).
Masutātorikkusutā loved cars; plain and simple. Most of the vehicles were his but Muramasa, Gin, Kaien, and Tousen all had their own rides. Muramasa knew after being forced by Masutātorikkusutā to learn to drive one of the noisy machines and get a license that Americans were probably the craziest bunch of people he had ever come across in over two hundred years. Still the process had been fairly easy so it wasn't that bad. (Muramasa didn't believe for anything that Gin or Kaien could drive and refused to be a passenger in any vehicle they were behind the wheel of). Luckily Masutātorikkusutā was fairly trustworthy when it came to hauling someone around aside from his bad habit of ignoring the speed limit on multiply occasions. On this trip however Masutātorikkusutā was the designated driver to the private airport about an hour and a half away and about thirty minutes outside of Sacramento. In this instance Muramasa didn't mind being chauffeured around since he had still not completely woken up just yet.
"Now! Which one shall I drive today?" Masutātorikkusutā shouted right in Muramasa's ear as he began to travel through the rows of expensive cars.
"Just hurry up…" Muramasa grumbled as he rubbed his aching ear and glared at the back of Masutātorikkusutā's head as said man walked around like a kid in a candy store.
"Hmmm… This one!" Masutātorikkusutā hollered pointing to his favorite car in the whole mansion.
A metallic, black Lamborghini Murcielago Roadster*5; or as Masutātorikkusutā called it 'His baby'. Muramasa noticed the sparkle in Masutātorikkusutā's eyes as said man caressed the side of the car as he walked around it to 'admire its awesome beauty'. Muramasa had rolled his eyes a lot in the past few hours but he had learned a long time ago that sometimes all you could do when in the company of such strange people was to roll your eyes. However, once Muramasa was done rolling his eyes he went to work stopping Masutātorikkusutā from continuing his strange behavior.
"If you're done Masutātorikkusutā than we can go before you do anything else stupid."
Masutātorikkusutā froze for a moment before turning to Muramasa with a grin on his face. "What? Jealous? "
"What exactly do I have to be jealous about Masutā?" Muramasa asked before he could stop himself.
"That I have such a great relationship in my life."
"It's a machine Masutā…" Muramasa deadpanned.
"The relationship between a man and his car is a special thing Muramasa."
"Yeah… sure, whatever you say." Muramasa stated trying to end the idiotic conversation quickly.
Muramasa made it all the way to the passenger side of the Roadster before Masutātorikkusutā spoke again.
"Hey Muramasa…" "What?"
"You know what I think?"
"No; and I'm pretty sure I don't ever want to."
"Come on; seriously." Masutātorikkusutā replied sounding a lot more serious than he had before.
Muramsa knew he was serious because it was rare for Masutātorikkusutā's tone to change so quickly. "What do you think Masutā?" Muramasa said, mainly just to humor his taller companion.
Masutātorikkusutā was silent for a minute before he literally dropped a bomb so big it would have made the atom bomb look like a bath toy.
"You need a girlfriend…"
For a second Muramasa thought he had heard wrong; had Masutātorikkusutā really just said he needed a girlfriend? Where the fuck did that come from and how had the conversation gone from cars to women? Muramasa stared wide eyed at Masutātorikkusutā who simply stared straight back at him; the taller man's violet gaze reflected only seriousness. If it hadn't been for that look Muramasa would have been absolutely sure that Masutātorikkusutā was screwing with his head. Unfortunately at this point Muramasa couldn't tell if his companion was serious or not; in truth it was slightly unnerving.
"W-What do you mean…?" Muramasa asked after he was finally able to get over the shock and regain his ability to speak.
"You heard what I said; you need a woman!" Masutātorikkusutā shouted his brief moment of seriousness evaporating into thin air as he reverted back to his loud, crazy self.
Muramasa had never had Masutātorikkusutā say something like that and it made him worry that the purple eyed man had done something stupid and hit his head hard in the process. Muramasa really wanted the odd discussion to end but had been forced into a corner and he had to come up with something to say to get Masutātorikkusutā to back off. Racking his brain for a response Muramasa couldn't find one at all; finally he decided to at least get an answer to the question that was spinning around in his head.
"And why is it that you think I need a girlfriend?" 'Girlfriend'…the word made Muramasa's skin crawl for a reason he could not name.
"Because… everyone needs a companion, it's how our minds are wired to work."
"I suspect you are referring to the 'bond'*6 you have with your house mates…" Muramasa stated.
"Sort of; but a bit different… Every person has bonds with people they consider friends but each person also has a bond with someone that goes deeper than a mere friendship."
"Is that so… and what form of 'bond' is that?" Muramasa questioned.
"That is something you have to learn yourself." Masutātorikkusutā said with a grin.
Muramasa stared at the other man in confusion and anger. The idiot had first said he needed a girlfriend and was now trying to get him to discover some form of 'bond' that he had no idea what it was. Muramasa's head hurt and he quickly gave up on trying to decipher Masutātorikkusutā's symbolic, spiritual crap. The man had at bad habit of speaking in riddles but this one was a real piece of work. Masutātorikkusutā took the moment of silence to pull out his keys and open the car doors; the Lamborghini's black doors rose into the air almost like a set of wings.
"A different form of 'bond'…" Muramasa thought aloud before thinking of something smart to say to Masutātorikkusutā for catching him so off guard.
"You mean like the way you are with your car's Masutā?" Muramasa asked slyly.
"As I said before a bond between a man and his ride is a bond all on its own." Masutātorikkusutā replied without missing a beat. "And no, it isn't the type of bond I was talking about you needing."
'Great… running me around in circles.' Muramasa griped inwardly as he gave up completely on understanding his companion's gibberish.
Shouting erupted from the direction of the staircase. Muramasa and Masutātorikkusutā turned around just in time to see Gin and Kaien reach the landing as they fought to be first to the bottom. Tousen followed behind them, coffee cup in hand. Gin and Kaien made a mad dash in Masutātorikkusutā's direction while Tousen walked to the bar to he could lean against it and drink his coffee far away from the three nut cases. Kaien was the first to reach Masutātorikkusutā and once he got there he embraced the taller man in a 'Bro hug' as Masutātorikkusutā would call it.
"Masutātorikkusutā you ass; you were going to leave before we could say good-bye!" Kaien said as he stepped away from Masutātorikkusutā to point at said man in accusation.
"Well… if you had hurried up with those dishes then you could have said goodbye earlier." Masutātorikkusutā countered.
"Speaking of which; those dishes had better be done." Masutātorikkusutā warned.
"Oh course they's done Sutāto; why wouldn'ts they be?" Gin questioned as he too gave Masutātorikkusutā a bro hug.
"Knowing you two I can only imagine." Masutātorikkusutā stated before turning to Tousen. "Oi Tousen; make sure these two behave and don't destroy something while I'm not here!"Tousen said nothing but nodded in acknowledgment.
"What… you's don't truth us none Sutāto?" Gin asked trying but failing to sound hurt by the statement.
"No...not as far as I could throw you; and I could throw both of you a long, long ways."
"Hey now; that hurts our feelings!" Kaien shouted.
"Yeah! I'll bet!" Masutātorikkusutā yelled back knowing that he was right to believe that Kaien and Gin would cause trouble if not being supervised like a couple of toddlers at a day care.
Muramasa sighed quietly knowing that it would be awhile before Masutātorikkusutā, Gin, and Kaien were done bickering with each other. Funny; Masutātorikkusutā had scolded him for being so slow earlier and now he was the one holding them up. Just another of Masutātorikkusutā's not so enjoyable habits. However; Muramasa was a patient man so he simply waited quietly for the conversation to end. While waiting Tousen approached Muramasa having nothing to do but listen to Masutātorikkusutā fuss with Gin and Kaien. Tousen had his hands in his pockets, his coffee cup no longer with him since he had finished its contents a few moments ago.
"This week is going to be interesting…" Tousen stated to seemingly no one in particular.
Muramasa figured Tousen was talking to him however and responded evenly, "I don't think 'interesting' is the right word."
"Any other word choice would be rude…"
"So basically you mean it's going to suck, right?" Muramasa questioned.
"Yes…" "Well; there's no getting out of it."
"Well personally I would be willing to trade places with you." Tousen admitted.
"Oh…?"
"Yes; I don't like the idea of spending a week with Kaien and Gin as company."
"…... I would take you up on your offer but I think I'll be better off in Masutā's company." Muramasa decided; he may not have liked the idea of going to Japan but the idea of dealing with Kaien and Gin for a week was even less appealing.
"Thought so…" Tousen replied in defeat. "I don't think Masutā would let us get away with it anyways."
"Not a chance in hell!" Masutātorikkusutā yelled walking over to Muramasa and Tousen.
"Muramasa is coming with me. Besides Tousen; I have the upmost confidence in you to be able to deal with their foolishness." Masutātorikkusutā stated as he gestured towards Gin and Kaien who weren't even paying any attention.
"Perhaps; but…if they end up dead you know why." Tousen responded, crossing his arms as he glanced at Masutātorikkusutā.
"Haha… come on now To-san; you're better than that!" Masutātorikkusutā said in a reassuring tone.
"Yes… but they may still end up dead. And don't call me that." Tousen warned
.
"Ok, ok sorry… But don't worry; if they cause too much trouble I'll whip'em good next time I see them. Fair enough?"
"Fair…" Tousen answered as the two men shook hands; making Masutātorikkusutā's promise official.
"Anyways; let's go!" Masutātorikkusutā holler to Muramasa with gusto.
Muramasa complied and climbed into his caretakers' car as Masutātorikkusutā walked around to the driver's side. As Masutātorikkusutā was shutting the automatic doors Muramasa heard Gin and Kaien shout their final farewells.
"Later you guys! See you in a week!" Kaien shouted.
"Bye-bye! Don't lets Soul Society catch ahold of ya!" Gin shouted.
Muramasa was annoyed; he hadn't even been up three hours and his head was already pounding…he needed an aspirin. In frustration Muramasa threw his head back into the headrest of the seat. A bolt of pain ran through his skull as the knot on the back of his head from the earlier impact of the rubber ball made contact with the headrest. His sat up quickly and grimaced as he gingerly rubbed the back of his head; as he thought the knot had swollen even more. With a scowl Muramasa turned his head to the side slightly so he could lean against the headrest unhindered.
"Come on Muramasa; don't be in such a pissy mood." Masutātorikkusutā muttered to the man beside him.
"And what makes you think I'm in a bad mood at all?"
"Because… I can sense things*7; you know that. And I can sense that you're in a bad mood."
"Well… sense all you want. And wake me when we get there." Muramasa stated as he pulled a lever on the side of his seat causing it to lean back a few inches.
"Aww… come on you can't go to sleep." Masutātorikkusutā protested.
"Watch me…" Muramasa challenged as Masutātorikkusutā inserted the key and turned it.
The Lamborghini roared to life as Masutātorikkusutā reached for the radio as he continued to speak with Muramasa. "Fine; be an ass..."
"I will…" Muramasa replied not even caring that Masutātorikkusutā had just insulted him. "And don't even think about turning that radio up." Muramasa snapped raising his head slightly to glare at his chauffeur. Masutātorikkusutā pulled his hair back and tapped his ear; revealing both his earring*8 and a Bluetooth earpiece.
"Good…" Muramasa commented before leaning his head back once again.
"Ass…" Masutātorikkusutā whispered to himself as he put his car in drive and clicked the button on the mini remote hanging from the dashboard. The remote was for the garage installed at the far end of the large basement. The garage door slowly slid open as Masutātorikkusutā drove out of the building and headed down the winding dirt road he had 'secretly' constructed (since it was illegal to build a house in a state park).
"You know Muramasa; even if you can't hear the music you'll never get to sleep with this road being so bumpy."
"…"
"Muramasa…?"
"…"
Turning his head a bit Masutātorikkusutā saw that Muramasa was in fact already asleep. His body was slumped slightly and his head lobbed to side. His face held a look of calm and his hands were folded across his stomach which rose and fell evenly.
"Never mind…" Masutātorikkusutā stated to himself as he choose a song on his playlist; a moment passed before the song came through his ear bugs*9.
You can't quit until you try…
You can't live until you die…
You can't learn to tell the truth…
Until you learn to lie…
You can't breathe until you choke…
You gotta laugh when you're the joke…
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive!
'Never saw a fellow who could fall asleep so quickly. Must be really tired.' Masutātorikkusutā thought to himself as he drove through the thick Redwood Forest; the song blaring away right next to his ear.
I know some things that you don't...
I've done things that you won't…
There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home…
I was waiting for my hearse…
What came next was so much worse…
It took a funeral to make me feel alive!
Author Notes:
*-Japanese Dictionary:
(No new words; but I'll repeat the others for ya!)
Nihon- How the Japanese say Japan, (That's still weird to me...meh.)
Baka- Idiot (I use this word all the time when I talk to my brother; it gets on his nerves.)
1*- The Walking Dead! Holy Crap! Heehee…I've seen the show before and it's pretty good. In this cause though the walking dead refers to someone that has just woken up and is still walking around like there half asleep. At my house when you're the last person up the first person who sees you get up always says; "Well look; the dead hath arisen." (And almost always it's me that the last one up!)
2*- You all know what a Gigai is and how they work. I think I am correct in assuming that the appearance of a spirit (Soul Reaper's and Zanpakuto are both technically spirits) would change if they were inside of a Gigai; since the gigai is meant to make them human-like (I think that's how it works). Gigai is translated as 'Faux Body' (which is exactly what it is).
3*- Just something that popped into my head as I was typing. It's technically a biblical reference; if you're not a Christian or whatever sorry. I did think it sounded funny though. :p
4*- Another biblical reference… It basically means that Gin and Kaien are so annoying that they could drive even the most patient people crazy. And since Job was the most patient man in the bible I decided to use him for a measure of just how annoying Gin and Kaien are.
5*- It didn't occur to me until after I wrote it that Murcielago is the same name as Ulquiorra's sword. The only difference is that the sword's name is spelled with a ' mark over the e. I thought of changing the car after I noticed it but I didn't cause the car is so cool looking. I've always wanted a Lamborghini; too bad I'm not rich. (If you want to see what one looks like just head over to Google Images.)
6*- Whenever Muramasa says bond I put it in bold and add quotation marks to it; there is a reason for this. Muramasa doesn't completely understand the concept of a bond with someone. (This stems for the fact that the only bond he ever had was with his master Kouga and we all know how that went.) So whenever he says it he doesn't think of it in the same way that Masutātorikkusutā does. For example when Muramasa says"I suspect you are referring to the 'bond' you have with your house mates…" he is not including himself in that statement. He doesn't feel that he has a connection with Gin, Kaien, Tousen, or Masutātorikkusutā even though they may think of Muramasa as a close friend.
When Masutātorikkusutā states that Muramasa 'needs a girlfriend' he is subtly referring to the idea that Muramasa has not experienced a true bond. I really hated writing that part where Muramasa and Masutātorikkusutā were talking about a bond with another person; I didn't what it to sound stupid or anything. I hope it turned out alright.
7*- Masutātorikkusutā is a strange OC in my opinion and this proves it. Masutātorikkusutā can actually sense things about people that no one else can know unless that person was to make that information public. The information he picks up on can vary from emotions a person is feeling, something that has happened to them in the pass, or information about them or their personalities and behaviors. Masutātorikkusutā can sense these things from even a total stranger; he senses them by analyzing the person's spiritual pressure or looking into their eyes. He can analyze the person's spiritual pressure from far away and mostly learns things about their personality and behavior. If he meets the person he can look into their eyes and in a sense read their souls. (The eyes are considered to be the gateway into the soul after all). He can learn things about the person's past and what the person is feeling. (Sort of how Ichigo can read a person through their attacks). And the more someone interacts with Masutātorikkusutā the more he can learn even if nothing is actually said between the two. It is sort of like being empathic. Masutātorikkusutā use this ability to both get people to open up to him and to mess with an enemy's mind in battle; in some cases he actually scares the person he is learning about by telling them things that he can't actually know. This ability doesn't come from being a Shinigami; he has had this ability since he was human and was even considered a freak for it (I'll tell you more about that later.)
8*- Masutātorikkusutā has an earring; forgot to mention it earlier so I'll mention it now. It's really a gauge; it's a size 5 and a half and its one of the ones that looks like an icicle. It has the colors red, green, yellow, orange, blue, and purple going in that order from top to bottom and each color is separated by a ring of black. (It's the only one that he has and if I ever get one I want mine to look like that.)
9*- Yes; I know they are called ear buds but let me explain. I once had this teacher; an older teacher. She was cool but not really technology savvy. She always called them 'Earbugs' and the whole class thought it was funny. Soon we all started calling them that and it has stuck with me for four years of high school. So that is what I call them now; all the time.
Watch out my friend; watch out for the neon ball! (Evil Laughter)
This happened to me and it hurt like hell; the neon ball is mine (well really it's my brother's) and it was on the floor and I stepped on it and fell on my back. OUCH! So I threw it into my story!
This chapter was a bit shorter than the rest but so far it has been the most difficult one to write. The hardest part of the chapter was writing Tousen. Seriously! I don't really know how he would act so it was hard to work him into the chapter. I did want to include him though because he's the only person that I haven't had speaking yet. I did like the conversation he had with Muramasa and the fact that he didn't like the idea of dealing with Gin and Kaien. (In my opinion those two are like little children and Tousen can't stand it.)
The part of the song in this chapter is a song called Life is Beautiful by Sixx A.M . If you have out listened to this song then you should; cause it is awesome! I don't own this song but it is one of my favorites! :)
Anyways I hope you all enjoyed the chapter; like the last one it wasn't really everything that I wanted but I tried. I'm going through some shit right now. I'm getting ready to move out of my parents' house and live with my Grandma. (And they don't know it yet…And they won't be happy about it.) So yeah; just stuff…
Anyways… Read It! Review It! Love It!
Peace Out!
Virgo-24