"The die is cast."
-Julius Ceasar
"Arrancars!" a shout echoed through the corriders of the walled city of Seireitei. "They are intruding!"
"Get them! Call the captains!" At once alarms went off, echoing shrilly, signaling perhaps, for the first time, in centuries, the attack of hollows to Gotei Thirteen.
"They have the guts," the Soutaicho boomed as he stood from his office, "They dare walk inside the walls of Gotei Thirteen." Unheard of, that any hollow, Arrancar, Vasto Lorde or Gillian would dare walk into the lion's den.
"Captain Kyoraku," Nanao murmured as she looked at the man who lay basking beneath the sun. "The alarm..."
"Don't worry, Nanao-chan," he smiled easily lifting the straw hat from his face. "I'm not letting any of them touch even a strand of your hair."
"This is not the time to talk of such things-" the woman growled as she approached, stomping her feet in agitation.
"I'll have to agree with her, Captain," another voice intruded. "It's not wise to talk sweet nothings to your beloved in battle." Kyoraku's eyes widened as a blade emerged from the woman's bosom. "Or something like this might happen."
"Nanao!"
She strode out as the bell shrieked shrilly through the air. It was starting. She could feel herself melt in anticipation. It was starting. "To your positions now!" she ordered as she almost disappeared in midair. It was starting and she couldn't wait to strike the next notes.
Captain Komamura Sajin growled as he felt Kyoraku's reiatsu spike. "It's cute!" a childish squeal cried, interrupting his train of thought. "We found the doggy!"
Komamura gaped. Doggy? "Can we bring him?" Then he felt something heavy on his back, and small hands clutching on his ears.
"I don't think we can, Hao," another voice replied. "The mistress said that we should hurt him."
"But he's too cute!" the boy whined, apparently he was the one on the captain's back. "I'm sure the mistress wouldn't mind."
"I'm sure the mistress would mind," the girl sighed. "I know it's cute, but we must hurt the doggy."
"Do we have to?"
"I hope we didn't," the girl replied.
Komamura frowned as he reached back to hold the kid's wrists, pulling latter off the former's back. "Who is your mistress?"
"Not telling," the kids grinned as the girl hopped to his arm.
Zaraki Kenpachi grinned. While he might not be good at sensing reiatsu, he could feel the reiatsu of the person just around the corner. "Oi, oi, come out of there, you coward."
"It seems that subterfuge is of no use for you," the person said as he stepped out from the corner.
"Like you were hiding," the Eleventh Division Captain snorted.
"True," the boy conceeded. "Zaraki Kenpachi, Captain of the Eleventh Division."
"Are you here to challenge me kid?" the man grinned. "Because I never back down from a challenge."
Aizen sighed, bored, counting the cracks he had counted a lot of times already. he wondered where her little spy has been doing. She has been rather busy lately, being unable to visit him. He can almost say that he missed the stingy woman, and her ways. Almost. Being alone wasn't the worst things in the world. He could name some other things. Boredom was one of them.
Aizen sighed again, thinking on how he could escape from here. He hated it here. He sighed. When was she coming back?
The little spy hurried, fast and invisible as the wind. She chuckled to herself amused. How will it be? She could feel the musical notes building up, as she raced through the the airspace of Gotei Thirteen. She could feel Shunsui Kyoraku's reiatsu spike skyhigh, and Kenpachi releasing just a little bit smaller, than the former.
It seems her little army was making waves of their own, she smirked as the several Onmitsukido members appeared. They were nothing compared to her. Aizen's little spy made short work of the Second Division members that she encountered through her way down Muken.
"Who are you!" She sighed as her hand connected with the man's forearm. As all things, some just don't go according to plan. "Intruder!" the guard hissed as he held his post. "You will not pass."
She snorted as the man attacked her. How utterly wasteful, she sighed, as she evaded the man's punch. He was a veteran, a man who has survived countless missions. The two exchanged blows for quite a while, before the man got hold of her mask, ripping it off her face. She stpped back holding her face, frowning. "You.." the man murmured. "How could you..."
"I'm sorry," she murmured, as her blade suddenly run through the man's chest.
Aizen raised a brow from his closed eyes at the commotion outside. Something important must be happening. It's not everday that there is a ruckus that is created in the Maggot's Nest. "Lord Aizen," she murmured, cutting off the bindings with one swoop. "It is time."
The man opened his eyes, amused. "It is time indeed. I was wondering what have been keeping you so busy, my little mouse."
"I am anything but a mouse," the woman retorted as he handed Aizen a few clothing, before pulling out the man. She quickly flashed stepped out. She sighed as she gave him a piece of paper. "You can get there alone, can you not?"
"I can," he replied, casting an kido around himself. "It's the first time I've seen the sun for months," he murmured, making the woman shrug. "Til your visit then," he murmured, before disappearing completely.
Komamura threw the kid off as soon as he noticed the bright glow on the child's hand. A teal cero, a potent one at that, issued from the boy's hand. The dog captain shunpoed away as fast as he could. Just then another cero grazed his cheeks, a carmine colored one. He growled.
"We made him angry," 'Hao', the captain guessed.
"We attacked him," the obviously elder girl muttered, "of course the doggy will be angry." Then Hao grinned, pointing at the door. "Bala!"
"Oi," Kensei grinned evilly as he peeked through the wrecked door. "How the hell did you know I was there squirt?"
"Yay!" Hao laughed. "We have more play mates!"
The girl busily evaded the vicious strikes of the Eight Division Captain. If there was one thing that the girl hated, it was games, and she just had the misfortune of picking the one that loved to play them. And if she lost, well, she loses her life as well.
She stepped back gasping, as the man's blade grazed her cheeks again. "Come on," Kyoraku murmured. "Don't run. Let's play."
"I don't like games, didn't I tell you?"
"Kyoraku!" a voice called.
"Juushiro," he acknowledged barely, his eyes never taking off his opponent's form. "Take care of Nanao-chan."
The white-haired man gasped as he caught sight of the woman. "She's ..."
"Just do something, Juushiro! You know you're better than me at those things," the man growled. Mei on the other hand used this time to catch her breath. Juushiro nodded his head, working on the ravenhaired woman's wound. Nothing very vital was hit though, but she was bleeding. "I'm not letting you get away with what you did," Kyoraku smiled. It was calm, but it was the calm before the storm. Mei, of all people, should know the difference.
"You have no style, no technique," the boy murmured as the man slashed wildly. "You can't hit me with that."
"You coward," Zaraki snorted as he backed off annoyed. "Stop running."
"It's not running, Captain Zaraki," he replied. "It's called a tactical retreat."
"Tch, whatever you call it, it's still running away," the man growled, baring his chest. "Come on. You can't cut me!"
"Yes, I heard that your reiatsu acts just like a heirro," the boy replied, "I wonder how true that is."
"Yeah yeah, just get on it already, if you think that you can cut me," Kenpachi grinned. And then he could feel the pain on his chest. "Atta boy! So that's a real sword."
"Of course it is," he replied. "Why else would I unsheath it if it was not?"
"Damn smart ass," the man growled deeper. "Give me a real fight."
The arrancar's eyes flick off to his right. "While I believe that I can handle a Captain alone, I don't think I can handle two," he said, sending a huge burst of light. "I'll be going then, Captain Kenpachi."
The man had to cover his eyes from the bright light. "Damn it, you coward!" the man roared, as Sui approached.
"That's..." the girl murmured as she noticed the bright light. She smiled, summoning her own light, temporarily blinding the two. "Til the next time, Captain."
Kyoraku gritted his teeth, frustrated, as he realized what happened. "That little-"
"Shunsui, let it go. We need to bring Nanao-chan to the Fourth Division," Juushiro said. The man nodded, pulling the woman's limp body. Somehow, Juushiro had managed to staunch the flow of blood.
"Eh?" the elder girl muttered. "They're leaving already? We were just starting."
"Oh well, big sister will be mad if we don't go, right?" the boy shivered.
She sighed and summoned their own light. "Let's leave."
Komamura growled as he realized as the two disappeared. "Damn it!"
"This is why I hate kids!" Kensei groaned. "We're so gonna get it from the old man."