Aw! Miyuki's been captured! D: Read and find out what happens, then review on it :3

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"Daiki..." Miyuki sighed softly at the blonde haired man who was looking at her with a crushed expression. "I'm sorry."

"Why can't you, Miyuki? What's stopping you from loving me too?" He asked softly, his ocean blue eyes sad.

"My heart already loves someone else, Daiki... As much as I want to get over him, my heart won't let me..."

"So you'll break my heart just like someone broke yours? All becuase you can't get over that very person!" Daiki shouted, and Miyuki blinked in surprise at his tone.

"Daiki, why can't you understand? My heart belongs to someone, and it isn't you." She snapped coldly, turning around. However, before she could, Daiki grabbed her arms and jerked her to face him. "Release me this instant, Daiki." Miyuki said sternly.

"No! You're regret doing this to me, Miyuki. I'll make damn sure of it." Daiki spat as he dug his nails into her skin before shoving her roughly away from him. She fell backwards, catching herself before she hit the ground, and quickly flipped back to her feet to find Daiki had dissapeared. A few hours later, she was informed that he'd quit his life as a servant and left.

Miyuki opened her eyes, staring up at the cieling above her. She was laying flat on her back, her hands lightly grasping each other as they sat on her chest. She was in the Senzaikyu tower, the place that only the highest offenders were held before their execution using the Soukyoku. With the Soukyoku destroyed, Miyuki wouldn't be killed that way, but she was still kept in the tower to ensure she couldn't escape. After all, she was ex-Royal Guard and ex-captain of the Tenth Division. Everyone was convinced she had done the crimes she was accused of, so within mere hours of arriving in Soul Society, she was sentenced to death.

Not one person visited Miyuki in the week she'd been in in the tower. Rukia had visited her in her regular cell just before she was transferred here, but she was the only one. "It is time." A cold voice said, and Miyuki turned her head to see five people in robes standing there.

"Well then, we'd best get moving." Miyuki said with a smile as she climbed to her feet.


Miyuki stood on the place of her death, looking up at the sky thoughtfully. She was watching the clouds, knowing it would be the last time she'd ever see them. Around her were the many captains of the Gotei 13, only one missing. The one spot that hadn't been filled yet. Apparently the person Komamura had thought acted like Gin took the spot as the new captain of the 3rd Division. Miyuki still didn't know his name, but the fox-like grin on his face told her Komamaru was right about him acting like Gin.

Miyuki watched the clouds drift lazily across the sky and sighed inaudibly. Most people about to face thier death would be thinking about their lives. Did they want to live longer? Did they want to die? Did they wish they had been able to do more with their lives? Did they regret doing what brought them to their death? Miyuki didn't. She had nothing to regret. She did no crime, and was being punished for it. Did she regret that? No. She understood. After all, the evidence was clear, even if it was faked.

Did she regret not living longer? No. She was quite pleased with her life. She was very successful in it. Did she regret that she would die a criminal though innocent? No. Did she regret giving herself to the people who wanted to do this? No. No, she did not regret that. She was very proud of her decision. In her decision to forfeit herself, her friends were freed from being dragged into it. The only thing about her approaching death she regretted was that she would die being scorned by the one she loved... And the only thing about her life she was regretful of was the fact that while she loved someone with every thing she had, he never even thought of her in that manner.

"Maruyama Miyumi, have you any last words before your death?" Yamamoto demanded stiffly, and Miyuki kept her eyes on the clouds, still wearing a thoughtful and calm expression.

"Yes... A single request... After my death, I ask for one thing... Byakuya." Miyuki still kept her eyes on the clouds. "Please... I want you to hang it in the palce I once talked about. Directly above the mirror... It was the most precious thing I had ever been given, and for seventy-three years I never once removed it from my person. You know the object of which I speak..." She continued to stare at the sky, her expression calm and almost... peaceful. "Also... I want everyone to remember that I never blamed you, or hated you. I knew my fate when I allowed this to occur, so don't ever think I hated you or resented you... Except you, Mayuri. You can go burn in hell." She added brightly.

"Enough." Yamamoto growled, and Miyuki knew with satisfaction that none of them understood the second half of her words. She also knew that they would once they realized she was innocent, though it would be too late then.

"Fair enough. Let's get this over with, eh? I'm sure Mayuri there is just itching to see me die." Miyuki said with a small, playful laugh. Maybe she should be more respectful in this situation, but she couldn't see it doing any good. Might as well die with a smile, right? And as the blade of the hidden executioner came at her, that was her exact plan... Until the blade turned at the last second, and instead of taking her head off... it took her arm. Miyuki's eyes flew wide as she fell backwards, hitting the ground with a loud thud. Her severed left arm landed several feet away from her, but she didn't feel anything. She didn't hear anything besides the pounding of her own heart at the pain she should be feeling. She didn't see anything besides the sky, the very thing she had yet to take her eyes off of the entire time.

"Didn't think I'd let you go that easily, did you?" A voice cackled within Miyuki's mind, the only sound she heard other then her own heartbeat.

"Dai...ki?" Miyuki wondered, feeling numb mentally and physically.

"You guessed right, Miyuki-chan" He sneered her name. "How do you like the effects of my Zanpakuto? It isn't going to go away for a few hours, so you better learn to enjoy it. Sorry, babe. Looks like I got to go. These captains are pretty tough." He laughed before Miyuki was doused in silence again. She stared blankly at the sky as the blood seeped from her shoulder where her arm once was. Though she couldn't feel it due to the overwhelming numbness, she knew from the darkening of her eyes that she was losing a dangerous amount of blood. Slowly, the darkness overwhelmed her just as Unohana knelt in front of her. The last thought she had was, Why is she helping me when I'm supposed to die anyways?


"Why do you go so far for others, Miyuki?" Byakuya asked Miyuki while they stood at the hidden pond they'd discovered many years prior. Miyuki was dressed in her shinigami garb with her long sleeved captains haori.

"What do you mean, Byakuya?" She asked, looking over at him curiously.

"You break laws and risk your lives to protect others. Why do you do that?" He inquired, frowning lightly.

"It is the duty of a shinigami to protect others. It is the duty of a captain to protect the members of his or her division. I just go farther then others to do that." Miyuki answered calmly as she lightly touched the water with her fingertips, gently skimming it with them.

"Why?" Byakuya demanded, and Miyuki sighed, watching her hand lightly dance across the water.

"Well, Byakuya... I don't believe that someone who murdered a man that was brutally beating up their child deserves to die for it. However, Central 46 would sentence them to death without a second though... This world has become too cold, Byakuya. It needs compassion, and I'm giving it that. Besides, everyone deserves a chance to live, right?" Miyuki said, looking up at Byakuya with a gentle smile.

"What about you? Don't you deserve the same?" Byakuya countered but Miyuki's smile never faltered.

"Of course I do. I'm giving up that chance so others can have theirs." Miyuki said with an almost loving smile. "Everyone in my divsion became my family the moment I became their captain. I protect my family, Byakuya, so long as they deserve it... Except for my baby sister." She added with a wide grin. "I don't care what she does, I'd die to protect her. After all, that's what big sisters are for, right?" She grinned brightly and Byakuya looked at her with soft eyes. He'd always admired her for being so selfless.

Miyuki was jolted from her dreams by an excruciating pain lancing through her body. She let out an involuntary moan of pain as she squeezed her eyes shut tightly against it. "Don't move, Miyuki." Byakuya's voice sounded somewhere to her right, and she felt his hand grasp her own. Miyuki shivered at his touch and at the pain in her body and finally managed to open to her eyes enough to see Byakuya sitting there. He was wearing his usual captains garb with the scarf.

"What... happened..." Miyuki gasped out, her voice tight and her breathing heavy at the pain. Byakuya looked somewhere past Miyuki, his face stern and cold.

"She needs medicine, Unohana-taicho." He said, and Miyuki heard some movement.

"What happened...?" Miyuki asked again, this time her tone sharper. Byakuya moved his eyes to meet hers, and she was stunned to see pain in them.

"His name was Daiki. He... cut your arm off, Miyuki. He mocked us for falling for his trap and we realized you were innocent all along. Before we could kill him, he... He damaged your arm using Kido and fled. We don't even know how he got away. He seemed to just dissapear."

"Why... did you... save me...?" Miyuki asked, her voice breaking with pain and sorrow.

"What are you talking about?" Byakuya asked, frowning slightly. "You are innocent. Why would we allow you to die?"

"Wanted to... see Amaya... again." Miyuki squeezed her eyes shut, grinding her teeth against the excruciating pain in her body. Damaged the arm... So then I'm going to be only using one arm forever? She realized sadly as a numbing sensation slowly started to come over her. She opened her eyes, her body relaxing as she let out a sigh of relief.

"Is the pain gone?" Unohana asked, and Miyuki refused to look to the left where she was, afraid to look at what was left of her arm.

"Yes, thank you." Miyuki said softly.

"You are very welcome, Miyuki... I will check in on you in an hour." Unohana said before Miyuki heard her leave. She turned to look at Byakuya sadly.

"How bad is it?" She asked shakily, terrified of what he would say. Byakuya didn't need her to elaborate, but he sighed and held her hand, his expression blank and stoic.

"It was severed at the shoulder... The damage was bad enough that despite Unohana's attempts to save it, you'll lose some function in it..." He said, his voice soft for once. Miyuki let out a strange choking sound that turned into a broken sob. She swallowed, holding back any more sobs.

"Where is Mirarame? Please tell me they didn't destroy her..." She said with a trembling voice.

"They didn't." Byakuya said before he reached behind him with his free hand and grabbed her Zanpakuto. She pulled her hand from his grasp and took the sword by its sheathe, exhaling in relief with it safely in her hands. Byakuya fell silent as she closed her eyes and began to communicate with her sword. Mirarame?

What the hell is the matter with you, woman? First you use my full power for something totally useless now, then you get captured, then you let them take me away from you, THEN you get all beat to hell, and now you're whining about it? Stop being such a wuss! Mirarame scolded her rudely, and Miyuki smiled very slightly.

I'm sorry, Mirarame...

You better be! Besides, you don't have any reason to be so damn depressed. Sure, you got your ass kicked and was about two seconds from death, and yeah you got your arm cut off and almost lost it forever, but at least it wasn't the arm you actually USE. Shit, woman. You barely used your left arm for anything... You weild a one-handed sword and you use for right hand for just about everything. It isn't like you're going to lose balance without it, cause you actually need balance in the FIRST PLACE for that to happen! Mirarame complained loudly, and Miyuki was all out smiling now. Her sword was rude and insulting, but it made Miyuki laugh to no end.

Besides! Think about all the crazy ass stories we can come up with to scare children! Mirarame shouted excitedly. I mean come on! In the human world, we can totally pull shit out of our asses. We could say we went to Africa and got into an awesome wrestling match with a TIGER! Or maybe we went surfing and we got attacked by a shark! Oooh! We'll say that we got caught in a tornado and it took our arm off! Let's use that one, I like it! Mirarame said excitedly while Miyuki was laughing softly.

"Byakuya..." Miyuki said, gaining the noble's attention. Sorry, Mirarame. You cheered me up, but I have to talk to him.

Don't worry. Just don't get too sappy. She teased as Miyuki handed her to Byakuya, who set her against the wall once more. "What happens to me now?"

"You have two choices." Yamamoto said as he strode into the room before Byakuya could say anything. Both of them bowed their heads as best as they could to Yamamoto. "Either you return to the Human World, or you remain here. If you remain here, you will be made the Head of the Maruyama Clan, as well as offered your place in the Gotei 13 as the Captain of the 9th Division." Miyuki's eyes widened. "If you go to the Human World, you would be welcomed back at any time, as well as given a sufficient amount of money to start your life there."

"...Why...?" Miyuki asked warily, keeping her eyes as far away from her left side as possible.

"You did no crime, yet we were seconds away from punishing you with death. It is compensation." Yamamoto answered gruffly, and Miyuki narrowed her eyes. If I accept, I'll be under his orders. His ruthless orders... If I leave, then I'd be unable to help anyone anylonger... Miyuki frowned wearily.

"...I accept your offer. The 9th Division needs a captain, and I won't leave my family in ruins because of your mistakes."Miyuki said, emphasizing 'your' to make sure her point got across.

"Very well. As soon as you are healed, you will be named the new Captain of the 9th Division." Yamamoto said gruffly. "I'll have your new haori made immediatly."

"Oh, Soutaicho-sama? Might I request the inside of the haori be made a dark blue instead of tan? Brown is a horrible color on me." She said with a light smile, and Yamamoto nodded curtly before leaving the room. Miyuki waited until he was long gone to look at Byakuya with surprise evident on her face. "Where did that come from?"

"The Hime paid him a visit after your boffed execution." Byakuya said, amusement evident in his eyes. It warmed Miyuki's heart to see him showing her emotion, all at the same time causing her pain from her love for him.

"I see... I became friends with her during my time there, since I was the person who guarded her." Miyuki said with a small grin.


"Uhg..." Miyuki groaned in pain as she rolled out of bed, throwing her legs over the side of the matress and sitting like that. She winced, gently touching the bandages around her shoulder without getting too close to the wound. Unohana had healed the flesh, but it still hurt her. She felt sorrow tear through her as she tried to put her hand on the bed only to be cruedly reminded of her injuries by the sharp pain shooting through her body. Damn this life... She thought angrily as she stood up, her light blue sleeping robe falling around her body. "Mamiko!" Miyuki called, and a moment later a woman with blonde hair and green eyes entered the room, dressed in a white kimono.

Silently, she assisted Miyuki in dressing in her shinigami robes and new captains haori. "Thanks, Mamiko. You're a godsend." Miyuki said, smiling at the woman.

"No, Miyuki-sama. You are." Mamiko said with a smile, remembing how Miyuki had protected her son from going to prison after he killed his father for beating her. She bowed quickly and left, and Miyuki fumbled with the sling that was holding her left arm until it healed completely.

"I can't believe this... Why did I agree to this position?" Miyuki asked herself, letting out an irritable groan before she made her way quickly towards her new squad barracks. She sighed as she walked into it twenty minutes later, realizing that she would have to give a speech. Damn it. I hate speeches. Damn speeches. She grumbled in her mind as she irritably entered the hall that every member of her squad was sitting in, waiting for her. She ignored the stares, not even acknowledging anyone until she got up onto the slightly raised platform, stepping into place beside Hisagi, who she greeted with a curt nod.

She turned to face the crowd, who was silently waiting for her to speak. "I hate speeches." She said simply, her voice like ice as she spoke with coldness that reflected her irritability. "So, I'm going to cut right to the chase. My name is Maruyama Miyuki. Ex-Captain of the 10th Division, Ex-criminal of a crime I never commited. I am also the current Head of the Maruyama Family, and the current Captain of the 9th Division. Of this division." Miyuki said, her voice hard with seriousness that demanded respect from everyone. "While I am what you would call a benevolent Captain, you would do well to remember that I am your Captain."

"As your Captain, I will always go the extra mile. I am your leader, and you are my subordinates... As your leader, it is my duty to protect you, which I have every intention of doing. I'm sure all of you know that for the past two years I've been hunted by Soul Society for the death of my father and sister... I did not do that crime, and I have been proven innocent. I won't lie to you, as that would be unfair to you all as I want you to trust me... I'm going to use my power as the Captain of the 9th Division to find their true killer. While my father deserved a death far worse then he was given, my sister was innocent and did not deserve to die. We will track and we will find her killer, and he will be severely and rightfully punished for his crimes."

"The man we seek is an ex-servant of mine. His Zanpakuto is named Shibire-kan... Until very recently, I never knew what his power was. If you are cut by the blade, a numbing sensation will spread throughout your body. As someone who has experienced it's ability, I can tell you now it's a very dangerous sword. The blow I took was severe, and I am uncertain if that means the effect was more severe, or if any blow will cause the same effect. All I know is that it rendered me deaf to anything but the sound of my own heartbeat, I couldn't speak, and I could feel nothing. I also couldn't move, however I had my sight. Not only that, but somehow he was able to speak with me through his mind."

"His name is Daiki, his last name unknown, as is what dimension he hides in. As the 9th Division handles all the investigations, we will be looking into everything about this man and finding his location. Third through Sixth seat will work alongside me and Hisagi-fukutaicho should we discoved any leads. Until then, everyone pair up with the person you work best with and scout Soul Society for clues about Daiki's whereabouts. Report to either Hisagi-fukutaicho or myself every evening. If anything of importance is discovered, do not hesitate to come straight to me, no matter the hour. I don't sleep often anyways, so don't worry about waking me."

"Again, I am your Captain. I will guide and protect you, and in turn, you must follow me. Also, don't even begin to think I'm always like this. I'm sure you've all heard stories of my antics... I merely don't find having my arm cut off after being a split second from dying for a crime I didn't commit to be a very amusing occurance, so pardon me if I'm a little grumpy for a few days. ..Damn, looks like I gave a speech anyways. Dismissed!" Miyuki said, raising her voice so authority filled her tone. Immediatly, everyone scurried out of the hall, and Miyuki turned her head to look at Hisagi, eying him.

"I can imagine it will be pleasant to work with you." Hisagi said, and Miyuki smiled weakly at him.

"Oh, don't worry. It will be. Just ask Rangiku, she has many stories about the mischief I used to get her into." Miyuki said in a slightly wistful tone. "Hisagi-fukutaicho, how close are you to achieving Bankai?"

"I can materialize my Zanpakuto, though I don't exactly enjoy doing so..." Hisagi admitted, looking at Miyuki with a frown.

"Good. I'm going to be training you to reach Bankai." Miyuki said, turning around and beginning to walk towards the closed training grounds she knew the 9th Division held. "You coming?" She asked curiously, looking over her injured shoulder at Hisagi.


"Arg! What the hell!" A teenage Byakuya screamed in anger, and Miyuki frowned at him.

"What is wrong with you?" She asked, confused and slightly annoyed with his sudden outburst in the middle of training.

"All my attacks are pink. Pink!" Byakuya shouted, seeming furious as Miyuki burst out laughing at his words. "What's so funny!"

"Byakuya, why are you so angry?" Miyuki laughed, grinning mischeviously at him. "Now you can disctract your enemies with sparkly pink before you kill them!" She said, falling into another fit of laughter.

"Oi! Silence!" Byakuya shouted, pointing his swords at Miyuki threateningly, but she only continued laughing. "This is so not funny. Why did I get the damn sparkly pink sword? I want a better one!" He growled, stabbing his blade into the ground.

"Oh, Byakuya... Calm down, would you? It isn't your swords fault." Miyuki sobered up, smiling calmly at him.

"Yes it is. I assure you, it isn't my fault my Zanpakuto is pink and girly." Byakuya growled, and Miyuki smiled at him.

"At least you know how to use yours." A stern voice cut in before Miyuki could speak, and both teenagers turned their heads to see a tall woman walking elegantly into the training grounds. She had rich, flowing, ebony hair that reached her lower back, and held a sword with a gray hilt with black diamond shapes wrapped into it. Miyuki lowered her eyes shamefully.

"It still won't speak to me, Kagayaki-sensei..." Miyuki admitted sadly.

"It will when it's time for it to." Kagayaki said calmly, looking at Miyuki. "Stop pouting like a child, Miyuki. You're almost an adult, and almost a Shinigami. You have no buisness with sorrow when you should be rejoicing." Kagayaki scolded harshly, and Miyuki snapped her head up to look at her sensei seriously.

"Sorry, Sensei." Miyuki said, and Kagayaki noddedly, giving the two teenagers a look. Immediatly, Byakuya tugged his sword out of the ground and Miyuki drew her nameless one. All three of them poised for action, and at the same moment, they called called upon their shikai's.

"Scatter, Senbonzakura." Byakuya growled, still irritated with his Zanpakuto's powers.

"Rain, Tsuki Mizuumi." Miyuki called with a bright, happy smile.

"Blind, Mirarame."


Uh oh. Twistie! Kagayaki is Miyuki's sensei and took over Byakuya's training as well after Yoruichi was exiled. But, who is this 'Tsuki Mizuumi' Zanpakuto Miyuki has, and why does Kagayaki have Mirarame! Sadly, it won't be revealed until the Epilogue. Sorry :( But don't worry, the Epilogue is right after the next chapter! ^^

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