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Chapter 3: Habits
As Uryu and Akira went through elementary school they were cold towards everyone but each other. The death of their grandfather was fresh in their minds because he was the only one to truly care for them. For Akira it was because everyone in his old village hated him for some reason that he didn't know, and for Uryu it was because his mother had died during childbirth. After his mother's death his father ignored him so Uryu stopped talking to anybody but his grandfather and had immersed himself into learning how to use his Quincy powers. They lived with Uryu's father out of necessity; they were too young to get a job so they had no money to buy an apartment.
As they were in junior high, their lives continued as normal, the only special things that happened were when they gained a large amount of power in a little amount of time. The days blended into months and the months into years until they were fifteen and Uryu and Akira started high school. While Uryu was the perfect student who got all A's and attended school every day, Akira was a trouble maker. His blonde hair now hung down to the small of his back. He had dyed the tips of his hair and his bangs an electric blue, and he had pierced his ears. The normal clothes that he wore consisted of a pair of black or dark grey pants, black or red t-shirt and a black belt. He would occasionally ware some white or blue, but his favourite color would remain black, just like the black cross that hung from his left ear. Akira skipped school every day in favour of training.
If Uryu had been allowed to he would have done the same as his brother, skipping school in favour of training, but he and his father had made a deal. As long as Uryu didn't fight with shinigami and went to school, the two brothers would be allowed to live in the house. They could have asked someone to let the two stay with them for a few years until they got enough money to rent an apartment, but they were too proud to ask for help, so Uryu continued to go to school.
Every day Uryu would wake up to see his brother's perfectly made bed, the white and blue blanket folded perfectly, not even showing creases. Most of the time his brother didn't even sleep in the room that the two of them had shared for the past few years. He preferred to climb up on the roof and let the rustling of the wind lull him to sleep, Uryu didn't understand how the wind could do this but he just left it as one of those questions that you would never get an answer to. Uryu would get up an hour before school, take a shower, and put on his school uniform before checking to see if he had done all of his homework the last night. He had to make sure that he never lost his straight A's or his father would chuck Akira out of the house. Akira and his father hadn't started out on the best of terms and they still glared at the other when they came within ten feet of each other, not that Uryu had ever expected his father to accept Akira.
Uryu would take several seconds each morning before heading down to breakfast to look at the soul picture of his grandfather that he and Akira had saved. It was the only picture they could find, as Uryu's father didn't like Soken very much, they had found it hidden in the back of one of the desks in Soken's old apartment. When he reached the kitchen table he would grab a plain piece of bread and put it in the toaster while wondering what his brother was off doing. When the toast was done, he would put butter on it and nothing else. Sometimes when Akira was still around at breakfast time he would comment about how Uryu was more anorexic than half of the girls in town. At that remark Uryu would huff and Akira would ruffle his hair while chuckling. But as Uryu entered the kitchen that morning, Akira was doing something different. He wasn't smiling brightly at Uryu like normally with his white teeth gleaming, no. He was sitting down in a chair with a mug of coffee, a frown on his face while not seeming to see Uryu.
Seeing a frown on his brother's face was something quite unusual for Uryu to see. Over the years that he had known Akira he had only frowned ten times. Those ten times were all before his grandfather's death. You see, after Akira had killed that shinigami he had gotten somewhat quiet and withdrawn inside of himself. There was only one person that Akira ever felt the need to start a conversation with and that was Uryu. Anyone else would have to start the conversation themselves and even then they would only get short or one word answers. Akira didn't show many emotions now either. The only time that his true personality began to shine through again was when he was alone with Uryu. Naturally, Uryu was concerned.
"Akira," he said in a quiet voice, so he wouldn't startle his brother. "What's wrong?" Akira lifted his eyes up to his brother's face and, if anything, his frown grew deeper.
"It seems that we have a small problem." He said in a voice that made Uryu think that this was not such a small problem after all. If the problem was upsetting Akira it would have to be about either shinigami or hollows, maybe even both. Uryu stared at his brother for a few seconds.
"So what is that problem?" he asked, still not quite sure if he wanted to know the answer. Akira looked straight at him, light blue eyes boring into deep midnight blue. Akira's eyes somewhat unnerved Uryu. They seemed to glow with some sort of power, though Uryu didn't know what it was.
"You know that there have been more hollows here than normal, right?" asked Akira, breaking Uryu out of his thoughts. He nodded his head and pulled the hair that had been threatening to fall into his eyes out of the way. "Well," said Akira before stopping for a second as if thinking about how to phrase his words. "More and more have been coming and I am afraid that Soul Society might send a shinigami soon." When Akira bit his lip you knew it wasn't a good sign.
"What?" said Uryu, feeling quite weak in the knees at the moment. He and his brother both hated the shinigami, but Akira hated them more than Uryu did. Something told him that if Akira had the chance, he would rid the world of all of the shinigami in existence. Now as good an idea as Uryu thought that was, he knew that they would not be able to kill all of the hollows in the world, so for now they would have to live with those evil soul reapers.
The two brothers just stayed like that for several minutes before Akira glanced at the clock. "Aren't you going to be late if you don't leave soon?" He asked Uryu. Not a second later, Uryu was out the door and on his way to school. Akira smiled. No matter what happened, some things would never change.
On his way to school Uryu found that his brother was right. There were more hollows than usual; he could sense all of their spiritual powers. If the numbers of the hollows did indeed continue to grow, then Soul Society would send down a shinigami for sure. Uryu frowned behind his glasses. If there were this many hollows, something must be drawing them here, something with an uncommonly high amount of power. This something could either be a hollow, a shinigami, or a human, but Uryu rather doubted that it was a human; after all, what kind of a human would have that much power. It was rivalling even his own!
Brought out of his thoughts by arriving at school, Uryu walked towards his classroom. Whoever had that much power would have to start hiding it soon or not only hollows would become interested. Whoever they were they must have been hiding from someone, but their plan would not work if they brought Soul Society down to earth. Maybe this mysterious person was even letting his power out on purpose to bring the shinigami to him, because nobody could release that amount of power without noticing it, could they?
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