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Okay so I'm going to be only showing Shiro in this one so that you can see something interesting at the end. Hope you enjoy.

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Shiro had gotten to the end of Ichigo's inner world pretty quick, and it didn't take long to notice that this part of the world was lavished in darkness. *I don't think even your friendly neighborhood Spider-man, would be caught dead here.*

A chill went down Shiro's spin as a snake uncoiled itself from the ground. 'No, he definitely wouldn't be alive here.' Shiro took note of the giant three-headed snake.

*I should have known you were here Kenzo, where is Yuzuki?* The middle head came forward, close to Shiro's face.

'He's been staying back that way,' The snakes tail point to an even darker part of the barren area. 'Be warned though, he's been in a bad mood lately. He goes on about control, and soul society frequently.' Shiro nodded to the snakes warning, not caring too much on the matter. Walking towards the darkness Shiro noticed the snake had followed him.

*I can do this without you Kenzo, I'm strong enough now.* The snake curled around him, the far left head coming down to him. The snake had three different eye colors. The far right had gold, middle had red, and the one in front of him was blue.

'Sorry Shiro, but we don't want to leave you alone with that guy. He is the one who...' The snakehead didn't continue, he had avoided the gaze of the older hollow.

Shiro brought up his hand to the snakes nose, stroking it softly. *I know... I know he's the one who killed you, but you can't let that fear rule your life. Otherwise it'll hold you back, and then you can't get stronger.* The snakes eyes widened, and he recoiled himself away from Shiro.

'Good luck my friend, and may you and your brother live long lives together.' Then he slithered away, not leaving even a trail to be followed. Shiro turned back to the darkness, this time feeling the dark presence that was inside. I never want Ichigo to transform into this.

Soon enough though a figure started to walk out of the darkness. So you decided to come and meet me face to face Shiro Kurosaki? The white hollow narrowed his eyes at the figure, Seems right though that you would come... Yuzuki was silently studying Shiro from the darkness, taking in everything little detail of the hollow. You can't stop the transformation this time Kurosaki, you're too late. Shiro gritted his teeth. No! Not after I finally told him! Yuzuki smiled evilly at the hollow.

The gesture threw Shiro over the edge, making him draw his zampakto out and jumping at Yuzuki. The other just laughed as Shiro mercilessly assaulted him with the sword. Haha! You're mad now? Where was all this energy when you held me back earlier? Huh? Didn't you care for your brother's safety? Yuzuki yelled, a smile wide across his face. During the fight Shiro started to have tears coming from his eyes. The blackness rolled down his face like a waterfall, never stopping.

Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! He'd scream in his head, not sure where his voice had gone. Yuzuki was grinning like a madman, his sword clashing against Shiro's. Does it hurt Kurosaki? To know that it's all true? Shiro pushed back on his sword, making Yuzuki fly back. Did I hit a nerve Kurosaki? Shiro bit harder down on his teeth. Dang you!

Yuzuki placed his sword on his shoulder, Surely you fight better than this. I'm disappointed. Grinding his teeth Shiro backed up, thinking it was a little safer. He was wrong, soon a sword came from the ground piercing him through the chest.

Shiro coughed up blood, spilling it into a pool below him. *Gah!* Shiro clamped a hand around the blade trying to dislodge it. The struggle though only made it go in deeper. *Gi!* Shiro soon found that his vision was starting to fade, the shadows seeming to swallow up the little light that was there.

Sweet dreams Kurosaki... Then he was unconscious.

The sound of a heartbeat woke Shiro from his pain induced coma. Decide to wake up did we? Shiro's eyes shot open, his vision coming to focus. Yuzuki was below him, smirking with a wide grin. Torches were surrounding them, bringing out what Yuzuki was wearing.

He didn't wear anything, in fact he was a like a dragon, only he stood on his hind legs most of the time. His long body curved back behind Shiro into more darkness. It was then that Shiro noticed he was nailed to a cross. Shiro moved his hand a little but was met with a stinging pain shooting through his body. Wouldn't move if I were you. Those nails are pretty rusty at the end. Shiro stopped moving, glancing over at the dragon he saw Yuzuki marking the ground with chalk.

*What are you going to do?* Shiro asked, slightly worried it involved the sword that was at the dragons right. He smirked, and the chalk stopped and was set down.

Oh nothing much. Just get you out of the way. Shiro almost shuddered but didn't. I'm a Kurosaki, we are brave in any situation. So instead Shiro narrowed his eyes. Yuzuki laughed at the hollows expression. So untrustworthy you are. Can't you put a smile on that face at all? That had Shiro frowning deeper. Guess not.

Yuzuki sat down in the middle of all the chalk drawings, crossing his legs the dragon started chanting an ancient saying. Yumiatik hardia farlcaso, His chant went on, the chalk starting to shine. The sword started to climb into the air, a bright blue outlining it. The chanting became louder, and the light even brighter. So bright that Shiro had to close his eyes.

See you later Kurosaki! Yuzuki said his voice fading into nothingness again.

Now the sound of mumbles, and gasps woke Shiro, but he didn't open his eyes. Instead he listened to the voices, expecting to hear Kenzo. "Who is he?" "Why did he come out of Kurosaki just then?" "Is he awake?" "What is he? He's so pale."

Shiro's eyes slowly came open, and white light flooded his vision. Where the heck am I? Shiro tried to sit up, but found he couldn't. Heck? Shiro looked down at his body and saw the restraints. Looking around Shiro noticed many shinigami surrounding him, along with several captains and suburnates.

Glancing to his left Shiro's eyes widened. Beside him lay his brother, the white streaks gone from his face. "Ichi?" Shiro's voice choked, feeling as if his heart were lodged in his throat. He then noticed his voice didn't have the normal multivoice it normally had.

It must be a real world effect. Going back to the faces of the captains he noticed each of them were glaring. Shiro glared back, his distaste for the them not changing not even in their presence. "What?" Shiro asked, his glare becoming narrower.

Some backed away when he spoke, obviously scared of the fact that a hollow was in the room. The shortest captain, whom Shiro knew to be Toshiro came forward a bored expression on his face. "What are you doing here hollow?"

Shiro scrunched his eyebrows together. "If I would know that then I would try and get back, I need to stop Yuzuki, before he completely transforms Ichigo, into his final form." The room filled with silence.