Don't own Bleach.
Utsumi has been in the Soul Society for 3 days now, he had to lay low for a day as patrols had increased in his area and had on way to avoid them and couldn't risk getting caught. He needed to avoid killing as many Shinigami as he can, it could only further his point that he was trying to do the right thing for the Soul Society. He just had to figure out a way to argue the exiles' point, he needed more information on that and Urahara wasn't very forth coming with it. He could have at least told him where to find the others. The victims of Aizen's experiments, he could have asked them to assist him no matter how unlikely, they could have maybe told him about what really happened to them and of Aizen's involvement, but it's too late for 'could haves' he's in the Soul Society looking for way to help clear their names.
He sat in what looked like a storage room of some kind. Alone with his thoughts, he assesses his situation. He's surrounded by Shinigami of low-level, maybe a seated officer or two spread around. He couldn't fight these people. It was bad enough having to injure the other woman the way he did. He tried to tell her, he tried to reason with her to get her to stop. She wouldn't stop, eventually he had to incapacitate her. He regrets having to do it, but he did what needed to be done. I can't feel guilty for doing this, it needs to be done, they are the guilty ones he thought reassuring himself.
He knows by the fact the woman introduced herself as part of Squad 3 that he is near their barracks so he estimates it could still take a few days to get to Squad 8. He'd have to sneak through to avoid unnecessary fights and injuries. It may take longer but at least this way causalities will hopefully be minimized he reasoned. He knew that his Zanpakuto would agree with him. At least he hoped she would. The thought of her being angry with him almost scared him. He doesn't scare easy but the ferocity of that woman was something to behold.
Utsumi sat huddled behind a stack of wooden crates with his head in his hands, he didn't think it would be this hard. He thought this part would be easy, getting to his Captain. He ran his hands through his wavy hair, gripping it. He's alone again. You have me he heard Yoruichi's voice in his head repeating what she had told in those months he had stayed with her and Urahara. He would forever be thankful to Urahara for giving him this opportunity to try to fix the Soul Society.
Yoruichi was his saving grace, without her there though, he'd have given up altogether and came back and accepted his fate. Not now though, he'd fight. Fight for his freedom, for theirs and for the truth. He can't live in the Soul Society when the leaders allow conspiracies and corruption fester to rot the integrity of what the Gotei 13 stands for. He hoped Yoruichi understood why he had to do this, even though sometimes, he barely understands himself. He wished he could have had more time with Yoruichi. She had become his best friend in the short amount of time they had together, she has helped him with more than just Shunpo. She had helped him realize his potential, along with Urahara and Tessai.
The door is suddenly pulled open and a Shinigami enters. A tall bald man entered the room, "Treat me like a slave, I'm a seated officer of Squad 3, not some pack mule." he mumbled to himself. He picked up a box and dumped it outside and yelled, "Here ya' go, here's your damn supplies!" he yelled before taking a look round the room.
Utsumi remained quiet, suppressing his Reiatsu as much as possible. He stilled himself, keeping his had on the hilt of his Zanpakuto ready. He risks peeking over the top of the box he's hiding behind. What is he waiting for? he wondered to himself.
The bald man took one last look around the room before leaving, shutting the door behind him. Utsumi sighed in relief. He didn't want to get into a fight here with so many Shinigami around. It would be too much of a risk. He needs a guide who knows the Soul Society better than he does. In truth, he only really stayed around the 8th Squad barracks. He never traveled around to the different Squads barracks. He had no need to, he wasn't needed or wanted anywhere else.
He rests his head back against the wall and closes his eyes, getting in some sleep before he will try and get through Squad 3.
He is dragged to the beach again. The sun's reflection sparkling off the ocean's surface creating a picturesque sight. It was serene, peaceful nothing like he was feeling. This visit was needed and he wondered if his Zanpakuto knew that. He knew he'd get his chance to ask. He saw her sitting on the sand as if she was waiting for him to arrive. She turned slghtly, sensing his presence, he took that as a sign that she wants him to join her.
She sat and waited for him to join her, when he sat down next to her and stared out at the ocean she spoke, "This is it. This is what we trained for with the exiles." she began in detached tone, "We've done well, but this is just the beginning. It's going to be tough. I believe in you." she said looking out to see.
Utsumi nodded, "I believe in you you as well."
The Spirit looked at the sand almost sheepishly before looking back up with her regular vacant expression, "It's taking too long" she complained, "Why is it taking so long?"
Utsumi struggled to hold back a smirk, "I'm sorry about that I can't remember ever being in this part of the Soul Society before." he apologized.
Siegi no Torento shook her head, "I know that. We'll get there." She promised. She suddenly looked up, "It appears you have a visitor. Now leave me." she said pointing away from her ocean.
He woke up with a start. He couldn't see any Shinigami nearby. He looked around the room seeing nothing,he began to wonder about the mental stability of his Zanpakuto, "Crazy woman's spent too much time in the water", he said to himself.
He heard a masculine voice come from inside the room, "That's not very nice, I'm sure it's just putting up with you that's made her crazy." Utsumi jumped, drawing his Zanpakuto. Then a familiar female voice came and he saw a flash of purple hair pop up she revealed herself, "Come on Kaito, I trained you better than that" She said smirking.