Shiro Pov
Thunder crashes and the winds blow wildly, it's been two years since the event... two years from today and yet, each time I look out the window it's still as gloomy as that one day.
Grimmjow is out cold, my dad's still asleep and then he is upstairs... in my room... or should I say our room better said correctly.
Clicking on my laptop and looking up Google images, I can see so many many pictures about that one day. I hate it, what is it towards others who don't give a damn about anything besides themselves?
He's all over the internet from sex pictures to just plain making fun of the guy; I'm amazed he actually even steps out of his house.
I want to kill them all, chuckling to myself I know that I am now loosing my mind; it's only around him that I feel this way... Angry, spiteful... revengeful... How dare they do this to him?
Looking back at Grimmjow, I can tell that he won't be waking up for a while now. Standing up, I close my laptop and I sneak on past him towards my attic.
No one goes into the attic; not that my father says that it is prohibit, no... If he says that, then everyone will be going up here just because of curiosity.
Closing the hatchet behind me, I walk towards this one chest which contained a code... Seven... Fifteen... nineteen, ninety-six... The day I was born...
The chest opens and I can see multiple medical instruments and documents, picking up a picture my eyes slowly narrow as I began to remember how it all began... Just with one simple needle...
Years ago, their was a group of scientist working on a way to create geniuses... My father Kisuke Urahara was one of these scientists.
The project was supposed to be a secret, many attempts failed killing thousands of Japanese newborns and creating side effects on those that didn't die; the project was a failure and yet, they still wouldn't stop.
Yoruichi Shihoin, my fathers fiance wanted to stop the project before it got out of hand and yet my father denied it. Using the genes of a bizarre flower and transfiguring mitosis, ended the experiment with six vaccines.
One of which all six men used on themselves in order to lessen the potential of killing the newborns by seventy percent leaving a twenty percent that the infant may die and a ten percent that something else could happen.
The result of the vaccine was another failure, three of the men died.
One of the men Mayuri Kurotsuchi developed some strange side effects as his skin became like mine and his hair became blue with exotic yellow eyes which was interesting because the flower was white with gold streaks.
As of the other two men my father and his friend, well their was another result... Yoruichi Shihoin was devastated when her daughter was born dead, my father did everything to save it and yet nothing worked.
Yoruichi committed suicide not long after learning what my father had done and as a result my father shut down the project.
The last man, Sousuke Aizen did not inject himself with the last vaccine... Instead he used some sort of guinea pig, a beautiful Secretary which had been expecting to give birth within a month.
Masaki Ishida, a talented an beautiful young lady in which was going to be wed right after the child was born; it was a cruel action and yet he did it for the sake of science.
One week later and the children were born, they were twins... however there was something wrong, despite one of them having exotic orange hair, I was born...
Ryuken Ishida, Masaki's cousin and doctor was bribed into lying that I have died so that Aizen would continue his research and re-open the project.
The project re-opened behind Urahara's back and Ryuken didn't even report towards my mother that I was ever born. I was never documented and as for my twin... well he ended up reported as an only child.
Project white was what they had called me... I had no real name, but White was what he had referred to me... I hated him from the moment I laid eyes upon him.
The first few years I lived was pure torture, even as an infant I knew what was going on. I knew that I didn't belong there and I knew what pain was.
After a month my mind was more skilled than a five year old, at three years older I was smarter than the average college graduate... But at five, I was smarter than almost any scientist in that room.
Day in and day out, it was needles and drugs and other insane substances; I survived them all, if anything I became a child prodigy and with my genes I was used to make other child prodigies.
Toshiro was one of the more humane successes, he looked like a normal human child with the exception of having white hair.
They tried to make him blonde, however due towards the albino flower the results were always white.
It was around that time in which I escaped...
Flash back
Running through the secrete halls, I came across the same door he always uses to come in and out. Scanning one of the cards I had stolen, I easily typed in the code and proceeded into the next room.
It was much brighter than any other room and yet, it was an office; I submerged from the ground and frowned as I realized that I had been kept in an underground lab.
Taking off towards the door, I easily picked the lock and ran out ignoring the security cameras. I knew I had been spotted, but I couldn't risk going back now.
I ran out into the hallways and ran past a few white coats that I did not recognize, scientist and staff members jumped and yet all I did was run on past them.
Security came at me and it made me excite; not one of them could catch me, not one of them could keep up. It was the only fun I had ever had, laughing my voice had a strange sound to it...
I never once spoke before, so the sound slightly startled me until I realized what it was. Sliding beneath a cop and then jumping unto one of the machines I quickly began to climb up all the gizmos as if it were a playground.
People were all freaking out, they thought I was some sort of monster; reaching for the air vents I used my strength to bust it open and then enter it with ease.
Crawling through was a piece of cake, it was like a maze in it's self and yet I knew I couldn't stay too long. Exiting throughout a more quieter place, I saw this young girl playing with a doll.
It was my first time seeing a girl my age, she was laughing and playing with herself as I approached her. Reaching out to touch her, she gasped as she saw me.
Her face pouted out to cry and then she laughed as I stared at her.
"Ha ha you have papa's skin!" she said with glee.
I tilted my head in confusion and she laughed as she tried to rub my skin.
"My name is Nemu, you wanna be my friend." she said even though she had just met me.
She was weird and yet so was I and so I just nodded, she laughed and she took me by the hand as she told me that we were going to play house.
It was really fun even though I didn't want to be the daddy.
We laughed and we played on and on for hours and yet, it wasn't until the door clicked that our game stopped. At the sound I quickly hid beneath the desk.
"Don't tell anyone I'm here!" I told her and she giggled.
The door open and her father walked in; Mayuri Kurotsuchi was written in big on the door and the girl squealed with glee as she ran over.
"Papa, papa, I made a friend!" she said making me feel suddenly queasy inside.
Pressing myself deeper within the desk, I can hear them talking in another language. I never heard it before, however I could strangely understand it.
He asked her who I was and if I still was in the room, she said I from behind her and that I had daddy's skin before staying quite about the last question. After a moment of silence, he raised his voice as he repeated the last question again.
She pointed at me, I saw her through the reflection of the glass. My eyes narrowed as I watched him pick her up and call some guards.
I stood my ground as I could hear them surround both of my exits, they don't know that I can see them through the glass. They all aimed at me and my eyes widened at the pain, they all shot at the desk and only one bullet caused me to scream.
It hurt, my arm was in pain; it hurt more than what he did to me. I turn my head around to see red; my body, my hair even my examination gown was white, but to see so much red outside the operation room flickered something inside me.
The shooting refused didn't once stop not even after I screamed, something inside me was triggered and I didn't remember much.
I remembered seeing blood and lots of it, flashes of the desk flying, flashes of people breaking into pieces, blood... so much blood.
Another gun shot stopped everything, I found myself covered in blood and in a room I did not know. I didn't know how I had gotten there and I didn't know why I wasn't under the desk, but I did know that I was in pain.
Screaming in shock and in pain like a child, I crawled in the space between the machine and the wall. My body was trembling from the impact, I couldn't think straight... I was scared.
"STOP!" called out an unknown voice.
A man with a palid blonde hair stood in front of me as all guns were aimed at me.
"I'm sorry!" I cried hoping that they could take pity on a five year old monster.
The man looked back at me with soft eyes, he seemed shocked at first and yet a bit passive.
"He is only a child." he continued when suddenly... He entered the room.
Aizen was accompanied by two strange men that I did not recognize. He was in cuffs and so were many other scientists that I did recognize.
"What is the meaning of this?" The pallid man asked.
"Kisuke Urahara you are under arrest for continuing a closed project." Said a petite and shrewd looking woman.
I just watched in shock, I knew we were illegal; however I also knew every member that worked with us and he wasn't one of them.
He was obviously in shock as he tried to explain himself, I on the other hand tried to get farther away from the guards as they came with tasers.
I cried as they tasered me and beat on me to pull me out.
"Stop that, he's needed!" Aizen said almost out of character.
I know he didn't care for me, he only wanted his science.
Tears fell down my face as they dragged me out by my wounded arm, I staggered away from them and I held unto the man that saved me.
He had his hands up when I latched onto him, I could have ran but this time I was afraid. Whimpering like any child would do, he picked me up and held me in his arms.
It was the first time anyone had ever held me, my face was wet and my body full of blood and yet I just held on hiding myself from the world.
Project White was than brought to court, I was classified as inhuman and a danger towards other children. I was to be terminated in the least humane way possible alongside all of the other experiments.
Floating in my test tube, I watched as our own scientist had to put us down like animals. If they wanted to keep themselves out of jail, they had to prove it by doing this to us.
Gin Ichimaru on the other hand, had not been charged even though he was Aizens most trusted; he only watched as the others were exterminated.
His teal eyes watched me for a brief moment before he turned around carrying a basket away; my chest rattles for a moment as I felt a sense of reprise, at least one of them had the nerve to save at least one of us.
I know for a fact that not one soul would suspect Toshiro, he was the only one who looked more human than any of the rest of us.
The petite woman from before... Sui-fang than stood before me, she held a cold and dark expression making me slightly tremble in my tube.
"He's the last one." she said taking out her own personal vaccine and placing it into my vile.
My golden eyes watched as he slowly raised up and into vile filling the blue substance towards a crazy violet, my body racked and shook in pain from the poison.
I quickly began to struggle against the poison, it wasn't helping; I tried fussing and kicking, but it still wouldn't work. Suddenly... I couldn't breathe, she had pulled out my oxygen tank... Panic... all I felt was panicking.
I didn't want to die, I couldn't die... I wanted to see the sun and feel the grass, smell the air... I couldn't die just yet... Fussing against my cords, I managed to get my gas mask off only to swallow some of the poison.
I couldn't breath, I was suffocating; I couldn't see, my eyes burned... There was a commotion going on, on the outside. My lungs wasn't taking it, I wasn't strong enough... loosing air, there was a large banging sound.
I was dying and yet, through the burning mist of the poisonous water I could see him again. The man with the hat hair slamming against my tank; I wanted to cry, why did he try so much to help me?
Another loud thump caused me to smile, I thought it was foolish; He was about to loose his whole life and career for a monster like me? No one would do that out of the blues...
A crack on the wall slowly began to fade and so did my view as everything went silence... My world was now consumed by darkness and yet I still managed to hear a small explosion...
"... Papa..."
Opening my eyes, I found myself in a strange room hooked onto so many cables and cords; I felt rather dizzy and yet I felt rather warm for once in my life.
"I see that your awake!" said a soft friendly voice.
My tired eyes slowly flickered towards him and he smiled at me.
"My name is Kisuke Urahara..." he said sweetly and I said nothing.
I didn't know what to say, to the man that had saved my life...
End Flash back
After that day, Kisuke ran away with me towards Karakura town; I was a rather really scared and uncertain at first, but his caring and loving character captured me.
He loved me and gave me a name Shihiro Urahara, a name I loved so very much; when I was sad he comforted me, when I was mad he understood, when I did wrong he helped me just like a father.
It took a full year to fix me up on the outside, however in the inside we both knew that the poison was eating me up.
I was six when he finally allowed me to go to school, I had a lot of rules but it was the most fun I had ever had. At first the teachers were really afraid of me, I was smarter than them so I lied that I had some sort of disease.
Winning them was a piece of cake, but the children were a bit... well compared to me really dumb.
I knew how to do calculus, but these kids were only starting on addition and subtraction. The kids thought I was cool and that I could do anything. It made me a bit arrogant...
I soon began to do extra activity in order to keep myself from being bored and that's when Grimmjow was transferred in my school.
He was a scared, timid little boy with vibrant blue hair; he came with his mother... Step mother... I hated her from day one and she was afraid of me.
Grimmjow was always trying to challenge me and yet I beat him every time, it was pretty funny cause then he would cry and I would by him a strawberry shortcake ice cream bar.
He loved it every time, we became close friends even though my mind was too far advanced for his; despite being only human he was able to keep up with me, maybe not in statistics but in activities.
We became like peanut butter and jelly, we were the best team and the best of friends; however my nightmares did not stop...
It was as if I was two people, during the day I was Shihiro but then at night I was White in my nightmares. I couldn't get the flashing of dead people out of my mind, it haunted me.
In the second grade I was voted as the elementary team soccer player and track leader, I kept track on all of the elementary grades who played in each team and also got to decide who played which part.
I rarely lost a game, the only time I would lose would be because I felt the opposing challenger deserved it. I didn't like quitters and so when I saw people trying, it inspired me.
It was around this time that I met Szayel, just like Grimmjow I knew he had to have been one of the infected survivors.
The best way to tell was through odd hair, eye or skin color in which they mostly had yellow eyes or snow white skin or hair. The lesser infected would have other odd eye or hair colors such as purple or other crazy stuff.
Szayel intelligence rivaled my own, however I was more aware of my surroundings than he was; Szayel wasn't Grimmjows friend till after I exposed that his step mother was an abuser.
Day in and day out people would think I was some sort of super hero, I helped people because I knew how it felt to suffer; I gave to those in need, because I too was in need.
As I got older, I began to develop more insane abilities; I was eight when my strength rivaled against a built teen ten years older than me. I slowly began to realize that some people I see, weren't really there.
Spirits, they were dead spirits and I told my father about them... He was shocked at first, but then he believed me; I was glad that he did.
I became some what of a catalyst as I saw things before it happened, it was like I could predict events or as if I was there at the right time and place... However, there was this one time; I had failed miserably.
I was nine at the time of June 17th...
Flash back
It was raining as I kicked the soccer ball into the air, I just finished cancelling practice however I had to show up just in case some misfortunate kid showed up anyway.
after making sure the few kids were back home safely, I was making my own way back home when something caught my attention.
My heart skipped a beat as I saw a familiar face I've only seen in my dreams; flowing long wavy brown hair, beautiful almond eyes and with the most beautiful laugh I have ever heard.
Masaki... I still recalled her name... My mothers name. Nine years I dreamed of seeing her and yet, I find her holding some other boys hand.
Jealousy suddenly flickered inside me... rage, hatred and yet it was also sadness... I could feel White wanting to come out, and yet as I watched that bright orange hair... I suddenly froze.
We looked alike, too much alike; just I was white and he was human, besides his ginger hair color one could never tell he had been infected. Orange wasn't natural in Japan, but it was an uncommon color for humans.
Hiding in the bushes, I didn't want to come out; I couldn't... Hugging my knees, I felt like running... Running away even though I knew it would have solved nothing.
A sudden chill suddenly stopped me in my tracks, my chest pounded loudly as I recalled what the feeling was. Standing up I turned to see the ginger running towards a spirit, lightning thunder and I screamed.
"Look out!"