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A/N: Hi, everybody! Chapter 3 is here. I've been having some problems with my health so sorry for the delay! I hope it's worth the wait like always-enjoy
Nova-3
Three days later Yamamoto entered the prison not sure what to expect, he was nervous. It sounds ridiculous he had fought in many battles where his life was constantly on the line. Meeting this intruder was like his first day at the academy.
His life had been turned upside down in such a short time; after the Head captain Commander died he was a pointed to be the acting commander of all Soul Society. That's pretty much like asking an inexperienced prince to rule a country; there were many other captains that were far more capable than he was. Even though the head Commander did not grant him a reason for why he chose him, he had to obey his wishes, and for some part it was going well. That is until Hollows emerged from Hueco Mundo reeking havoc in Soul Society and to make things worse Souls were being picked off one by one by a mysterious individual. Now, to add to his stress a man is seen walking the streets of Soul Society like he owned it.
As he approached the cell he heard the supposedly Captain grunts and muttering. When he reached the cell door the black haired man struggled against his restraints in vain, frowning Yamamoto opened the cell door and to his surprise the other man did not bother looking up to see who he was.
"I wouldn't fight against the spell. You could break your arms, if not worse if you do." Yamamoto warned as he stepped into the cell.
Jushiro paused than scoffed at the other mans words. "If you knew me you would know I am as stubborn as they get, I will persist until my body gives out or I choose to not do so."
Yamamoto frowned, coming over he squatted down in front of Jushiro his eyes searching the other man's face.
"I don't know what to make of you, if you wanted to cause destruction you would have done it already and as my other captain pointed out your not one to go off and mercily to kill people. The thing is, I have lived here for centuries, my family, my family's family and my eyes have not set its sights on the likes of you. I am offering you an ultimatum, I will set you free, but your every move will be watched. If you attempt to get away or attack those around you I will personally plunge my blade through your chest, do I make myself clear?"
Jushiro blinked what else he had to lose. "That is a fair exchange."
Yamamoto stood up moving his hands in a swift combination releasing the bind that held him in place for so long. He was so stiff that if Yamamoto wasn't there in front of him he would have fallen on his face, Jushiro felt strange to think that this man had taught him everything he knows, but now they were complete strangers or even worse enemies.
Wincing, Jushiro rose to his feet looking at the other Soul Reaper, for a moment he saw a hint of shock cross his face but it was gone before he could open his mouth to question him.
Yamamoto stepped aside pointing his arm at the door. "After you."
Jushiro silently walked out with the commander's eyes burring into his back and once they were outside a row of soul reapers stood in front of them. The woman with the greyish-black hair came forward her hand resting on her sword, she was Unohana but not the one he knew.
Yamamoto turned to Jushiro. "I believe you have met Captain Retsu Unohana, she will be taking over the first shift until her duties bid for her than someone else will take her place. This is the routine that you must follow if you disobey, the consequences will be harsh towards you. If you disagree I have no problem putting you back in that cell."
Jushiro nodded Unohana took over as she escorted the man across the bridge. This was so strange he must have jumped a good chunk back a few thousand years in time. He doesn't recognize any of the current captains if it wasn't for the same last names he wouldn't have a clue.
"Your accommodations will be made up for you, however, you will be under close watch." The captain explained as they walked down the streets.
"I understand." Jushiro answered as he received stares and whispers in his direction.
"Forgive them Soul Society has been unsettled for quite sometime. Many soul reapers are waiting for an answer to all this mayhem, and they have stamped you as that answer."
Jushiro frowned he wasn't used to not being liked, to be the enemy was astonishing. They stopped as Captain Shunsui came forward, Jushiro blinked there was an uncanny resemblance to his old friend.
"Captain Unohana. I see Yamamoto has sponged this intruder on you." he said as he eyed Jushiro.
"Sponging isn't the exact word, you know Yamamoto is struggling with his position captain Shunsui." the woman answered.
The man frowned who doesn't know…he looked at Jushiro… "You came at the worst time, perhaps a few thousand years back we wouldn't be so judgemental."
Jushiro cast his eyes down. "A few thousand years back and I would have not been born."
This brought both captain's gazes on him. "Oh, and why do you say that?" Shunsui asked
Jushiro looked at the man. "I haven't an answer to that yet."
"Heh, you are a strange one… he looked at Unohana…"Do you mind if I take him from your hands?"
" Head CaptainYamamoto ordered me to-"
"Don't worry you still have a lot off work to do, besides, he can stay at my division."
Unohana frowned. "But a building has been specifically chosen for him. The Head Captain will frown upon your actions Captain Shunsui."
The man smirked. "Let him, I will kill him myself if he tries anything stupid."
The woman sighed. "Very, well, but keep both eyes on him you and your squad." she ordered
"Yes, ma'am." Shunsui replied as she walked away.
Jushiro awkwardly walked beside the eight division Captain it seemed like forever before they were walking through a soul reaper brigade outlining the entrance to the Captain's quarters.
"So, have you eaten anything since you came here intruder?" Shunsui asked as he removed his Captain's haroi.
Jushiro watched as the Captain took out two bowls. "No, I thought being dead I wouldn't need to eat."
The brunette raised an eye brow. "I'm dead and I still need to eat."
'You didn't die twice' Jushiro thought.
"Sit." the man ordered as he poured something into the bowls. Jushiro complied watching the other captain take a seat across from him holding one of the bowls out.
Jushiro took it silently it was dried corn.
"Sorry, but we're a bit low on resources. That's pretty much what you'll be eating." Shunsui said as he chewed a few cornels.
"Thank you."
Silence.
"So, do you have a name intruder?"
"Huh…Jushiro. Jushiro Ukitake."
"Right, just needed to make sure. So, Jushiro Ukitake what do you want with me?"
Jusniro lowered his bowl down in front of him as the brunette stared back at him. "My reasons have little meaning it seems, but if you must know I was worried for your life."
"My life? But from my knowledge we have never met so why would a complete strangers life be so important to you?" he asked as he dropped another few cornels in his mouth.
"Well, we were never strangers…we were the closest of friends."
Shunsui lowered his bowl slightly at the other man's words. "Friends? That's a bit far fetched don't you think?"
"It isn't to me."
Shunsui narrowed his eyes leaning forward. "You really didn't come here to kill us?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Jushiro said a slight smirk on his lips.
Shunsui straightened. "What other's say is true. You are very peculiar."
Jushiro sighed inwardly Shunsui caught the others expression he dipped his hand back into his bowl. "Something the matter?'
"Everything that I knew is gone. So many things have changed that I can't wrap my head around it, even my personal appearance has changed."
"Oh?" Shunsui asked his curiosity sparked.
Jushiro ran his hand through the alien black locks letting it fall back against his shoulder. "It used to be white and I was so ill my body probably couldn't have lasted three days in that prison without medical aid. Not that I am complaining, it's just I've never experienced something like this before."
The other captain picked up another cornel. "Head Master Yamamoto explained this very situation with one short sentence."
Jushiro stared at him. "What was that?"
He tossed the cornel back in his bowl. "The only thing truly constant is change."
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