I updated earlier than usual because: a) I had already written these and just didnt upload them. and b) I got ever so slightly miffed at a review, it wasnt a hateful one but I couln't help be annoyed slightly, it's just the way I am. It was about how Lotus had to fight Kenny when she didn't even know her swords name and how Kenny is super duper strong...BE PATIENT! Lord I'm not that dense! . I just happened to end the chapter before stuff happened! Humph! =[

And regarding Leto getting ill because she ate too much power stuff, someone said she would just become a Gillian, well...no. BECAUSE! she is not a PROPPER Hollow, do not forget, Hollows are formed when the body dies, but in Leto and Hichigo's case the body was alive (kinda) and they were only half a soul and still attatched to the main =] so they won't really follow the natural rules of normal Hollows because they aren't natural or normal. Ya? This is just my theory, don't shoot me if you disagree but thats how my story goes, if you don't like it write your own! =]

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Valiant sat crossed legged sipping her tea opposite Urahara in his sitting room "Are you going to tell her?" She put down her cup carefully, she couldn't help but be proud of her acomplishment of being graceful for once.

"Nope. She'd be distracted." Urahara fanned himself, his eyes looking at the female shinigami from under his hat. She sighed and finished her cup.

"I think you should, at some point, you did save her and you're the cause of Leto's existence." Valliant propped herself up with her arms behind her, looking at the ceiling sleepily.

The insane hat man just grinned his questionable grin "That's why I don't want her to die, she's like my daughter!" Urahara wasn't taking this seriously. Valiant stood up and thwacked him with the wooden mop bucket that was in the corner, which helped her a lot.

When Leto first appeared it was after Lotus woke up in a hospital, she had been on a visit to her auntie's house and was going to the candy shop for some sweets.

She hadn't heard or seen the car, but that day she almost died outside Urahara's shop, her soul split into two; and the subconscious became a hollow instantly. Urahara was the reason her soul split, he had seen the car but all he could do was make it so only half of the soul became detached from the body, so the girl could live again…almost.

Valiant turned around when she heard someone enter the shop, Lotus knocked on the sitting room door before walking in, waiting for her instructions. She was looking deadly serious and not at all amused by the semi-unconscious Urahara at her feet with a bucket over his head…ok maybe she was…just a little.

"Head down to the basement, I'll be down in a minute." Urahara pointed to the trap door down to the basement, wanting to regain his whereabouts before he trained anyone.

Lotus stifled a giggle and smiled at Valiant who saluted her and winked reassuringly whilst stealing Urahara's beloved fan.

Lotus looked about her mind, it was nostalgic, "Ooookay…" It was weird, and not because the furniture was on the outside of the buildings, but because she hadn't been here since Leto left, it felt rather empty without the white alternative to rudely greet her.

"Yo, Yo, Yo! Well if it isn't LOTUS!" A loud crash erupted from one of her odd, inside out buildings.

Lotus gingerly turned around to see a massive crater in the sideways supposed living room she was standing next to, in the centre of that crater stood a girl with short spiky blonde hair, blue goggles on her head and dark red eyes with an upside down crimson triangle travelling to her cheeks from each of them.

She had a dark green vest and purple fingerless gloves up to her elbows, she wore blue cargo shorts to her knees and a belt that held a massive gun at her left hip, and chunky black army boots that were obviously too big; Lotus didn't know how she hadn't fallen over from the weight of her gun.

"Who the hell are you?!" Lotus gripped her sword tightly, pointing it to the intruder.

"That ain't nice! Poitin' me at me!" The girl was no more than 12 years old, she grinned and talked like a punk child. She pulled her gun out of it's holster and spun it around her forefinger, laughing a little like Leto did. "I'm Daijah! Yer fancy blade! I've been here since that brat Leto left!" She jumped out of the hole in the ground and landed in front of Lotus nimbly, grinning like a cat in a cream factory filled with mice.

"Hang on! Aren't I supposed to figure out your name on my own?"

Lotus eyed the strange blonde girl and then her double bladed sword, then back to Daijah.

"This ain't training for a pansy, love! We're stronger than that!" The crimson eyed cutie rocked on her heals, gun still spinning. She threw the gun up and caught a sword when it came back down, it was the exact copy of Lotus'…because it was the one Lotus had; The one in her hands had disappeared! "This is Bankai yer dealin' with!" Lotus leapt back when the small girl slammed the sword into the ground, creating a crevasse in the tiled bathroom wall they were standing on.

"What? Where's my - HEY!" Lotus skidded to a halt, Daijah had a mad grin that covered half her face as she swiped at Lotus, her movements so fast Lotus could only guess where to step next, which earned many deep cuts that gorged with her thick red blood.

"Ya better defend yerself with a sword or sumthin' cause until ya beat me yer goin nowhere!" Daijah attacked with more force, the sword out weighed her and it was far too large for her body, but she handled it like a grown man would handle the weight and size of a plastic fork.

Lotus suddenly became aware of the swords that were dotted around her, she quickly grabbed one and blocked Daijah's strike, the force cause the blonde to rise up above her sword, feet in the air as she pushed down, Lotus' sword cracked and chipped until it shattered. "It aint that one!"

Lotus tried 11 different swords and they all broke.

"Come on yer borin' me here! Use yer instincts, not yer head!" Daijah swiped and sliced at Lotus mercilessly, ignoring the random cries the brown haired girl screamed or the tears that flooded from her rusty red eyes.

Lotus dodged, giving up on the swords for protection completely now. She suddenly felt an urge to grab the one to her farthest left, she shunpoed to the sword and yanked it from the ground, swinging it round just in time to save herself from being stabbed in the back.

The sword didn't chip or break, when the two forces clashed a high pitched noise rang out through her inner world, smashing a few windows. Daijah dropped her sword to cover her ears.

Lotus had found it.

"Eeeeeh, ya found it slower than I thought ya would, chippin!" the petit girl lifted her own sword to her shoulder, it morphed back into the massive short bulky gun it once was, but she didn't put it back in its holster.

"Now the real training begins." She grinned from ear to ear at the slowly panicking Lotus.