Chapter 5 - Training Ends, Research Begins
In the previous chapter...
"Are you okay?" he asked. I stood up and took my Zanpakuto off my back, and took my first real look at it. The top of it was a sort of star shape, but as it got to the bottom, it turned into a blade, which, as I gave it a quick flick, fanned out into several blades. The black ribbon was still tied around it, but it seemed longer than last time. I smiled, and closed my eyes,
"Yeah, me and Kirilo are just fine,"
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"Okay, now you know the name of your zanpakuto, we can start training!" Urahara sung happily. I nodded, and decided to do some stretches to warm up. Ichigo sat down in front of me, looking a bit bored,
"So, what did Kirilo look like?" he asked. I stopped mid-stretch,
"Well, when I first saw him, he was a huge, beautiful wolf, with long, silk, fudge coloured fur. It was pretty amazing. Then, he morphed into a human even more beautiful. He looked a bit like you, actually. Just with piercings and different coloured hair and eyes," I laughed and saw a smile play on his face a bit. I carried on stretching, thinking about what it was like inside my inner world. It was very strange, but it was fascinating. I decided to ask about Ichigo's zanpakuto,
"Hey, come to think of it, I know nothing about your zanpakuto, what's its name?" Ichigo lifted his head to look at me,
"Oh, mine? That's Zangetsu," I mulled over the name,
"Zangetsu, huh? Does he look anything like my Kirilo?"Ichigo shook his head,
"Nah, he looks like a human, but he's an old man. He wears this weird cloak and glasses. His hair's sorta a dark brown, and a wavy medium haircut thing," I laughed,
"I see. Sexy,"
"Not really,"
"Awww, don't be so hard on him," I looked over and grinned, to which he replied with a small smile. Urahara clapped his hands,
"Okay, it's time to do this. A quick spar will do, just to test your strength for now. We'll get into the proper stuff later, now, come at me with all you've got!" I panicked. I hadn't done anything with my zanpakuto yet, and I was already being asked to use it. Instinct kicked in when Urahara came swining his zanpakuto at me. I flipped Kirilo sideways and blocked the attack. Urahara smirked,
"You hesitated. Never hesitate in battle, otherwise you'd probably be dead by now. If you don't start fighting back, I'm gonna get it out of you," he jumped back, and readied his sword. I sighed,
"I don't want to fight you, Urahara," I said. Urahara tutted,
"What if I told you I killed your father?" I gasped,
"Y-You killed my father?"
"Yes. And you didn't do anything about it. He died right there, and you couldn't protect him! He'd still be alive if you weren't so weak!" As soon as he said that, I cracked. I felt the anger swell up inside me,
"You sick bastard!" I screamed, and rushed straight towards him, fanning out the blades and attacking him. He blocked most attacks, but I finally managed to get him in the chest. As more heat swelled up inside me, I saw a red circle glowing inside the star. Ichigo gasped,
"Cero!" he yelled. Urahara's eyes widened, and held his zanpakuto in front of him,
"Scream, Benihime!" as the red circle turned into a big blast, Urahara's chant caused another big explosion to fill the sky[1]. As the fog cleared, rocks everywhere had been destroyed, but surprisingly, neither of us, or Ichigo, had been injured in the blast. Urahara smiled,
"Well well, Cero. Looks like you have a pretty powerful Zanpakuto there," I looked over to Ichigo, who was in shock. He quietly muttered 'Woahh...' before Urahara placed Benihime back in his cane,
"Looks like today's training is complete,"
TBC.
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Sorry for the short chapter, I'm currently busy packing since we're moving house, but I'm still trying to update :3 You won't have an update for a while after the next chapter or so since we won't get a network connection for the first week or so ^^
In the next chapter...
As we approached my house, I gasped,
"Oh, holy shit..." Ichigo looked at me,
"What's wrong?" I pointed in the direction of my house; or at least where my house should have been. As he looked, a gasped slipped past his mouth, too. The front of the house had been completely torn down, and the roof was barely a roof anymore.