Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Rosario+Vampire

Author's Notes: I apologize for the length of the last chapter. Here is the next chapter to make up for the last. Daisuke will still be in this chapter so don't panic. And please, enjoy.

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Tae arrived home late that night. Because of the ensuing chaos that was unfolding back at the prison, there was a traffic jam with tons of people who were panicking over the prison uprising. And to top it all off, he was in a state of shock and fatigue.

He greeted his anxious parents with a simple nodding of his head as he made his way to his room. Upon opening the door, he collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep without bothering to change out of his clothes or clean himself up. While lying down something that Hyun-Joon replied to him had crossed his mind.

"You're not my brother… You're a monster."

"Yeah. We all are."

I'm not like you Kim Hyun-Joon. I'm no monster.

With that, Tae passed out.

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He ran down the long, dark corridor, breathing heavily. He heard the heavy footsteps behind getting louder by the second. He was running as hard as he could, away from the monster.

"I HEAR YOU… I SMELL YOU" A voice began to say again. "I SEE YOU…"

He ran faster and faster. His legs were starting to ache.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING?"

He crashed into something and was completely blown off balance. He was thrown several meters back. He scrambled to get up but when he looked up, he saw it.

That thing… was standing right in front of him. It made its way closer to him.

"Stop! STAY AWAY FROM ME!"

The thing continued its approach.

He couldn't move.

The thing drew closer.

He tried to get up but failed miserably.

The thing stood in front of his face. Out from the dark, it was close enough to see its details.

Then he froze… the thing… Was Hyun-Joon.

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING BABY BROTHER?" He asked smiling, revealing a series of sharp serrated teeth, stained in red, as he inched closer. His appearance started to change. Hyun-Joon increased in size. Several long, black limbs sprouted from his back. His eyes fell out of their sockets, revealing pure black, hideous ones. A gaping hole appeared for where his heart should have been.

Tae screamed in horror as the beast swiftly sunk its teeth into his neck.

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Tae violently woke up, still shaking from the nightmare.

It was just a dream… Just a dream…

However, it seemed all too real.

Tae got up from bed to check the time. It was only 2 AM. He decided it was best to clean himself up before going back to sleep. He took off his jacket and threw it onto his bed. Then, he proceeded to take a shower.

After everything, Tae came back into his room, ready to sleep. He came to his bed and picked up the jacket, only to see a white note fall out of his pocket.

"What the…"

Oh. Right. Daisuke gave me this.

Tae realized that he forgot to remove the paper since the day he got it. He decided that he might as well just open it up to read it. He began to open it.

Huh. Wonder what this is…

Then his heart stopped upon fully opening the note.

It was a picture horrid beast from his dream.

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The two stood silently looking at each other. Shinnosuke was rather surprised that this human could see him.

Daisuke decided to break the silence. "You asked me earlier whether if I could see you or not. Why?"

The Shinigami was rather taken aback by this question, "Well… I AM a Shinigami."

"Wait, so… You're telling me, that you are a God of Death?" Daisuke asked.

"Well, yes and no." The Shinigami replied.

"I thought all Gods of Death were skeletons with scythes…"

"Well. Whoever said that must have had a really creative imagination."

"So no one else can see you?" Daisuke asked, piquing with curiosity.

"Not everyone. Some are talented enough to see me as well." The Reaper replied back.

"Wait a second. So you're like a soul?" Daisuke asked, pointing towards the corner.

Shinnosuke was surprised as he just noticed the corner filled with several souls.

"I AM a soul." He answered, making his way towards the corner.

"What are you doing?" Daisuke asked, a bit worried.

"You'll see." Shinnosuke answered coolly.

"Help me…"

"Save me…"

The Reaper pulled out his sword from its sheath and approached the first spirit.

"Don't fear any longer. For what awaits you is not hell. It is the Soul Society." Shinnosuke told the spirits. "Peace is with you on your journey. Farewell."

With that, the Shinigami stamped each spirit, one-by-one, with the bottom of the hilt of his sword. Then, after a blinding flash of light, the souls were all gone.

Daisuke just watched in awe.

"Wha-What was that?" he asked, still trembling.

"That, was a konso."

"… What is a konso?"

"A konso is a spirit funeral that leads that leads the wandering soul to the Soul Society."

Daisuke stared blankly at the empty corner for a moment. He was in a feeling of ease as the spirits that haunted him for what seemed an eternity were now gone.

"What exactly is the Soul Society, Shinigami?" Daisuke asked.

"The afterlife pretty much. And really, just call me Shin", the man replied.

"What's it like… In the Soul Society?"

"Well… It's a place where you will never go hungry and you'll always be happy."

"Practically, you are free, right?"

"Well. As long as you don't have strong spirit energy…"

"Spirit energy?"

"Daisuke. How do you think you can see spirits and Shinigamis?"

Daisuke took a moment to think about the question that he himself didn't know the answer to.

"I never understood why. I always thought it was a curse put upon me…"

The Soul Reaper leaned himself against the wall as he sheathed his sword.

"Sigh. Daisuke, my friend, you have IMMENSE spirit energy. What makes it more amazing is that you are a human."

Daisuke was still for a moment. He didn't know what to say. For his entire life, he believed that his "ability" was a curse. But now, it sounded as if it was a blessing.

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"Why were you put in here Daisuke?" the Soul Reaper asked, curiously.

"I got in a fight here after only being here a couple days." He replied, wrapping his arms around himself from the horrible memory earlier.

"No. Before that. How did you come to Orphanage? What exactly happened to your parents?"

Daisuke sighed. He hated going through his cursed past but he didn't have much of choice. It was the truth after all.

"I never really knew my father. And my mother was killed by a horrid beast with a hole in its chest. These people found me sleepi-"

"Wait. A creature with a hole in its chest?"

"That's right."

"That 'creature' would be called a 'hollow'.

Daisuke blinked several times. "Hollow?"

"Yes. A hollow. A spirit who has fallen to darkness. As a Soul Reaper, it is my duty to sublimate all hollows that endanger the balance of the spirit and real world.

Daisuke was silent. The creature that destroyed his life ten years ago was a fallen spirit… called a hollow.

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There was unsettling silence for a while. Daisuke composed himself after several minutes and decided to break the silence.

"So how did you get in here Shin?"

"Just happened to. The Senkaimon just opened here. Guess I may have made a miscalculation during my exit." Shin replied. He too, unaware of how he happened to get in.

"Let me guess. The Senkaimon is some sort of portal that connects the Soul Society to the real world."

"Yep." Shin answered; He was a bit surprised that Daisuke actually got it right.

"Well then, can you open it up again and just leave me alone?" Daisuke asked, a bit annoyed.

"Nope."

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Daisuke checked the time. It was 3:45AM. He'd been pacing around the room for almost an entire hour. Great. Not only am I confined in this room, but I am stuck in here with a sword wielding God of Death that doesn't know how to get out of here either. Brilliant. Just Brilliant.

"You swear you can't just open up the Senkaimon?" Daisuke asked pleadingly.

"Pretty sure I can't. I don't have the authorization to do so." Shin replied, showing absolutely no emotion in voice tone.

Damn it…

"Well, it was fun talking to you Daisuke. But now, I got to get to work." Shin said, getting up from the wall.

"Wha-WHAT?! You could've left all along?" Daisuke exclaimed.

"Yes. I could have. But you didn't ask me to leave my way. All you asked was through the Senkaimon." Shin replied, oblivious of Daisuke's slight anger in his voice.

Walking towards a wall, the Soul Reaper unsheathed his sword and chanted, "Open, Mugen no Muko."

At that moment, the sword began to change shape. Instead of looking like a standard katana, its appearance became dark as night; the blade became several inches longer, the hilt, too, increased in size. The sword looked as if it didn't belong in this world due to its darkness.

Shin put the tip of the blade against the wall. "Chiheisen ni katto." He said while sliding the blade down the wall.

Then, a tear appeared on the wall. The tear seemed to lead outside, to the world beyond. Daisuke saw this and was in awe at how much the world had changed since he last saw it.

"Amazing… You opened up a portal to the outside."

Shin noticed Daisuke's facial expression and what he had said.

"From what I understand, you've been here a long time… You haven't been out there in years… right?"

"Yes…"

"I'm sorry to hear that…"

"It's fine, Shin. Just go and do whatever a Shinigami does…" Daisuke replied, a tinge of sadness in his voice.

The Soul Reaper felt genuinely sad for the human as he made his way toward the tear. This human should enjoy the world. Not be a prisoner to it.

Stopping several inches in front of the tear Shin asked "Do you wish to be free Daisuke?" ashe brought his sword up to his shoulder.

Daisuke looked up to the Soul Reaper sadly. His face clearly showed that he wished to be. Yet, he didn't say anything.

Fumbling around with his hair and breathing loudly, Shinnosuke Yamada made his decision.

Sigh. I am going to be in so much trouble from my superior officers…

Looking at Daisuke, straight in the eyes, the Soul Reaper asked, "Daisuke. Would you like to become a Shinigami?"

Daisuke's eyes grew wide. "Do you mean… Me to become a… How?" he asked, excitement lingering in his voice.

"The way to become a Shinigami… is to run into my Zanpaku-to." The Soul Reaper said, lifting his sword, having a hint of mischievousness in his voice.

Daisuke just stared, jaw dropped. "Zanpaku-what? Wait, Shin, I don't think-"

Too late. Shinnosuke already delivered the blow. There was no blood, no scream, no pain.

Just blinding light. And strangely, ice. Lots of it too.

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After the light had cleared, Shin lowered his hands from his eyes. He realized that he no longer held the sword. He saw that he was still in his black Shihakusho and his Zanpaku-to was sheathed at his side.

At least he didn't absorb all of my spirit energy. I heard Rukia Kuchiki of 13th Company did the same as I. THAT human absorbed nearly all of her energy. Captain Ichimaru is not going to be happy when he discovers my course of action… Huh, guess you only die twice…

"Daisuke?..." Shin couldn't finish his sentence for what had stood in front of him.

His Shihakusho was pure white and the sleeves were longer than the standard size. Bits of ice still remained wheeling through the air. Now, the Zanpaku-to was what awestruck the Soul Reaper. It seemed as if the entire Zanpaku-to had changed from its predecessor.

It was white as snow. One side of the hilt curved upwards whereas the other curved down. The handle was covered with ice. The blade was curved and thin as it widened towards the tip. In the middle of the hilt was a glowing azure stone.

He opened his eyes.

"What do you think?" Daisuke asked.

"… I've never seen someone with a white Shihakusho or being able to harmonize with their Zanpaku-to for their first time into its Shikai form…" Shin replied. You are a strange human, Daisuke Shirai. Very strange indeed.

The two were silent for a time being, shifting side to side at the passing time.

"What are we waiting for? Let us go see the world beyond these walls." Shin finally said, reopening the tear in the wall and jumping through it.

"Yes. Let's do so…" Daisuke said, swiftly moving towards the tear.

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The journey through the tear was quick and painless. In no time, Daisuke Shirai, the unlucky Soul Reaper-turned human who had been confined for what seemed an eternity, was finally free. For the first time in ten years.

The world… was breathtaking.

Breathing deeply, he immersed himself to the world around him.

"Feels different doesn't it? The world beyond those dull white walls?"

"Yes…" Daisuke replied softly.

Shin then pulled out a very old-fashioned cell phone that was ringing.

"Hollows. Nearby our vicinity." He said, pulling out his sword.

"H-hollow?" Daisuke asked, jumping when Shin talked. He almost forgot that the Soul Reaper was there. He also started shuddering away. The memory from ten years ago. The rain, the blood, the cold. He quickly shifted his mind away from the painful memory.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Daisuke cried out after Shinnosuke started making his way toward the area of the most concentrated hollows.

"There are some hollows that need sublimating. I'm here to do it."

"Then what about me?"

"Come on. Unsheathe your sword. I'll teach you the ways of the Soul Reaper." Shin said, reaching his hand out to Daisuke. This was the first time someone reached out to him.

Daisuke, feeling genuinely happy for the first time since the incident, took that hand.

Smiling, That's a first, Daisuke said, "Let's go."

(A/N): I shall expand this story further. So don't worry. Oh, and I'll be away for several days, I am resuming school after my Spring Break. I am so sorry, but there won't be as many updates in the following week. Sorry again but I hope you enjoyed the chapter.

~Sayonara~