Author's Note: Ok, so last chp was short bcuz this chp takes place a week later. but this one is very long. it took up 9 pgs witout seperating dialogue from details. but once seperated it was 14 pgs. so yeah, i hope u guys like it.

I'll do the disclaimer myself this time: I do not own Bleach i only own the characters i make up.

A Week Later

Toshiro was sitting at his desk, finishing up on some work. There was a knock and he looked up. Standing in his doorway was Unohana. She had a smile on her face. "She is awake." The girl!

Toshiro stood up and followed Unohana out and walked to the Squad 4's Barracks. They walked into the room in which Toshiro had last seen the girl. He stopped when he saw her. She was sitting up, moving her leg around as if she'd never seen it before. She looked up and light purple eyes met with turquoise ones.

"Yura, this is Toshiro. He brought you here." The girl named Yura gave a small nod as her thanks. The two didn't tear away from one another's gaze until Unohana cleared her throat. Toshiro looked at Unohana. "Captain Hitsugaya, I was wondering, if you don't mind, that you take in Yura into your Squad."

Toshiro looked at the girl then Unohana. "Shouldn't she heal more?"

Unohana smiled and looked at Yura. "How are you feeling?"

Yura stood up and smiled. "Better. I appreciate the help, Captain Unohana." Yura bowed down then stood straight. She looked at Toshiro.

He nodded. "I don't mind taking her in."

Unohana smiled. "Wonderful. She seems she needs more training though. Much hasn't been going on since the incident, so maybe you and Lieutenant Matsumoto can help her."

"Of course."

Toshiro watched as Yura grabbed her zanpakuto and then followed Toshiro out. "I've heard a lot." Toshiro's eyes widened a bit when she talked. He didn't think she'd try to start a conversation and if she did, he thought it would be a thank-you for saving her.

"Have you?"

"Rukia Kuchiki was saved from her execution by a Ryoka and Aizen…" She faltered. She didn't want to finish her sentence. There was silence between the two.

Toshiro had a question he wanted to ask Yura, but he didn't know how to approach her with it. "Can I ask you something?"

Yura came out of her trance. "Huh? Oh, yes."

"You're obviously a Soul Reaper, but…" He didn't know how to put it. The question was stuck on his tongue, reforming its words to find the right way to ask the question.

"What squad was I on?" Toshiro nodded. "Do you really want to know?"

Toshiro stopped and looked at Yura. "It would help if I knew." Yura hesitated.

Even though she barely knew anything about Captain Hitsugaya, she trusted him. But was it enough to let him know which squad she once belonged to? She looked directly in his eyes and felt as if she couldn't breathe. As if she were drowning. She was looking for something in the young Captain. Something of his past. Ever since she was little, she had a unique ability to see into someone's past. Get through their barriers that held a person's past. But for some reason, she couldn't get past Toshiro Hitsugaya's walls. She wasn't sure if she should be scared, or impressed.

"Yura?"

She snapped out of her trance. "Hm. I was once on Squad 11. A long time ago. Captain-"

"Kiganjo."

"Uh…yes. You won't…tell him. Will you?"

Toshiro stared at Yura. She must've been gone for a long time. Kiganjo is no longer Captain. She looked like a child who just lost everything, but inside he could tell she was a brave woman. Secretly, he was anxious to train her so he could see what power her zanpakuto held. He wanted to know what that lightning-sign meant. He didn't want to tell her that Kiganjo was gone, so he continued on.

"He'll find out eventually. You can't stay a secret."

"I never said I wanted to be kept secret. Actually, I was hoping to meet the Ryoka."

As much as Toshiro didn't want her to see, Yura spotted the corner of his mouth slightly twitch in a smile. He turned around, immediately becoming serious again. They continued to walk. "Actually, you'll meet one of them right now."

While Toshiro went off to do something, he left Yura in the training room. She mainly stayed in the shadows of the room and watched as Soul Reapers fought with sticks. To her, they looked like adventurous kids play fighting in a yard or something. To the others, it probably looked like serious work. But there was nothing serious about it. They all joked around with each other. Especially a tall guy with a bald, shiny head and another tall guy with orange spiky hair. Yura silently watched, but cracked a smile every now and then. Once the bald guy left, the orange haired guy was still ready for practice. As many as there were in the room, no one walked up there. Yura was anxious, but at the same time, she wasn't sure. She recognized some of these people from Squad 8 and if they noticed her they'd immediately tell the captain. But who wouldn't notice her? A girl with bright blue hair and light purple eyes. For a second, Yura didn't recognize herself. She was always one to step out and do the unthinkable.

When she was younger, she immediately knew she was different from all the other kids. If there was a dead animal she'd poke it while other kids stood back and told her to get rid of it with a shaky voice. If there was a dangerous animal trying to protect its territory, she'd try to "reason with it" until it left with no harm done. She was always the weird girl, yet, she was still accepted as any other child. And so she decided to step up and reveal herself.

"You call yourselves Soul Reapers, yet you won't come up and fight with a single Ryoka." Ichigo Kurosaki joked. "Won't anyone fight me?" Ichigo was enjoying this.

He was only a Ryoka, wanting to be better as good as he was. He'd fought against great fighters, most of which were captains. He'd even mastered his Bankai, an advanced level that only captains of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads mastered. Ichigo was proud of himself, but after what he'd just witnessed with Aizen, he wanted to train more. He looked around the room, seeing if anyone was willing to step up and fight him.

He was just about to give up when a voice came out of nowhere, "I'll do it."

Ichigo turned around and looked into the shadows of the room. Everyone else also turned their attention to the corner. He squinted his eyes and could make out a figure. "You can't exactly fight me when you're hiding, can you?"

Yura couldn't help but to laugh. Ichigo narrowed his eyes. "Hiding? I'm not hiding. I'm just observing without being seen." Yura stepped out of the shadows.

A few gasps filled the room, but Yura chose to ignore them. Ichigo eyed the girl suspiciously. Yura eyed him as well, but her face was expressionless. She stared into his brown eyes and searched through him. He had a difficult past. Losing his mother at a young age. Seeing ghosts just about everywhere he went. Meeting Rukia Kuchiki who happened to be a Soul Reaper. Then his world turning completely upside down. Yura kind of felt bad for him, but when she noticed how happy he was about the people he met, she was happy that he met Rukia.

Ichigo was still staring at the girl and as soon as their eyes met, he felt a kind of tingle in his head as if something were running across his brain. He tried to look away from the girl, but something was keeping him from doing that. The longer he looked at her the more intense the feeling in his brain got. Almost as if someone rubbed their feet on carpet and touched his brain, a course of electric going through it. Then she blinked and he no longer felt that shock, but he did feel dizzy.

Once Yura came out of her daze from being in Ichigo's head, she raised an eyebrow and put her hands on her hips. "Are we gonna fight or just stand here?"

Ichigo narrowed his eyes and nodded. He handed her the other practice stick to her and she slowly took it. Ichigo stepped back and positioned himself. "Are you ready?" He asked her.

Yura smirked. "I think I should be the one to ask you that question."

There were a few snickers in the room, but Ichigo didn't find it funny. Yura was looking around the room with a small smile on her face. Ichigo took that distraction as an opening and ran straight towards her. But as soon as his "sword" was about to make contact with her, she swiftly turned and used the flat of her hand against his chest to stop him. Ichigo felt a small shock course through his body as he made contact with the floor. He sat up and stared at the girl.

Her hands were on her hips and she looked down at him. "That can't be all you have. I know this isn't your real zanpakuto, but I expected more from you."

"How could you expect more from someone you don't even know?"

Something sparked in Yura's stunning eyes. "I know you." She said soft enough that only Ichigo could hear. She dropped the stick and turned towards the door. She walked toward it and waved her hand in the air. "I'm done here. This was not the kind of excitement I was looking for."

Ichigo glared at the back of her head, hoping her hair would catch on fire or something. He swiftly stood up and ran toward her, even using Flash Step. But somehow, she countered his move by spinning out of his way. Everything seemed to have become slower. Yura grabbed the back of Ichigo's robe and pulled him down. He hit his back on the floor. The room grew silent. The silence was interrupted by a ringing bell. The Soul Reapers quickly got up and ran out of the room. Ichigo and Yura were the only two left.

Yura stood over Ichigo and stared down at him. With a sigh, she held out her hand to him. He hesitantly took it and she pulled him up. "I might have to battle you with your actual zanpakuto."

"How did you know what I was going to do?"

She stared at him. "I was watching your moves when you fought the others. I practically studied them and know them. All though, I bet I'd experience better if you were actually using your zanpakuto. Who would've thought that a low level person like yourself would master Bankai."

Ichigo's eyes widened. "H-how'd you know?"

She only waved it off. "I don't think I formally introduced myself. I'm Yura Yamoda." Yura held out her hand and Ichigo took it yet again.

"Ichigo Kurosaki."

"The Ryoka who fought many captains. You have a brave heart. You're lucky to be alive."

Ichigo scratched the back of his neck. "Uh…thanks."

Yura and Ichigo walked out of the training room side by side. "What was it like? Battling Captain Kuchiki?"

Ichigo thought about it. To be honest, he didn't really have to. It was an exhilarating thing. But now that he looked back on it, he noticed Yura was right. He was lucky to be alive. He'd been in many battles and lost much blood, yet here he was even training with the Soul Reapers and, in a way, being on friendly terms with Byakuya.

"It wasn't much. Just like any other battle."

Yura smiled. "I can tell you're lying. But I won't push you into details." Ichigo raised an eyebrow.

"Itchy!" Ichigo and Yura stopped.

They turned around. Kenpachi Zaraki was walking towards them with a pink-headed girl hitchhiking on his back. Yachiru Kusajishi. Kenpachi stopped in front of them. Yura tilted her head. "A new captain for Squad 11. I hadn't a clue." So, Captain Hitsugaya lied to me. I should've seen it, but…his head. I can't get through.

Kenpachi smiled and gave a small, humorous laugh. "Exactly where have you been?" He asked Yura.

From Kenpachi's back, Yachiru studied Yura. Ichigo held out his hand and closed his eyes. "This is Yura Yamoda. Yura this is Kenpachi Zaraki and Yachiru…uh."

Yachiru smiled and waved. "Hello, Moda!"

Color seemed to have flushed from Yura. "Moda?"

"Don't question it." Ichigo said next to her. "She gives everyone a nickname."

"I see…"

Yachiru smiled. "Would you rather I call you Blue-Mop?"

Yura's hands flew to her head. "My hair isn't messy!"

Yachiru put her finger to the corner of her mouth and looked up as if thinking. "You could still use a brush. If you brush your hair you'll look like a waterfall." Yachiru laughed.

Yura glared at the girl and tensed up, but relaxed when Ichigo put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Just ignore her. She does that to everyone."

"For a simple Ryoka you sure do know a lot."

Ichigo shrugged. "I've been around for a while." Yura eyed Kenpachi. Their eyes met, and she was in.

Kenpachi had a difficult life, but never gave up. Yachiru was the first real friend he ever had. He was always looking for challenges. Those he found weak, he left alone because of his loss of interest. Those he found strong he continued to fight and even felt happy.

Yura came out of his head. She didn't bother to look into Yachiru's past. Yachiru spent most of her time with Kenpachi, so what was the point.

Yura smiled. "We should probably go." Yura said as she took Ichigo's arm.

"Uh…we?"

"Yes. You're giving me a tour of Seireitei. I haven't been here in…a long time. I suppose things have changed. I might need to challenge you some day, Captain Zaraki."

Kenpachi laughed. "Spoken like one with strength. It's a deal."

Yura turned around and dragged Ichigo behind her. "So, who's next?" Ichigo got out of Yura's grasp. She turned around and looked at him. "What?"

"What do you mean who's next?"

Yura rolled her eyes. "Do I need to talk slower? If I'm going to be here I need to get used to my surroundings. I haven't been here in over one-hundred years."

Ichigo raised his eyebrows. "Oh. Where were you all of that time?"

Yura's expression fell. As much as she loved looking in on peoples' past, she hated talking about her own. It was her secret to keep; her secret alone. If she ever told anyone her secret, she'd never forgive herself. It was something deeply personal. Out of bravery. Out of strength. Even out of love. She looked away, off into the distance. She was remembering. It was always hard for her not to remember. She'd struggle to get out of the past and look forward. That's what she was taught when she was younger. What her father had taught her.

Her father put a hand on her shoulder and she looked up at him. She didn't have either of her parents' features. Her father had brown hair and brown eyes. Her mother had black hair and brown eyes. Yura's father got on his knees so he was level with her. "Yura, you must remember this: no matter how hard it seems you need to stay focused on what's ahead of you and not what's behind. That's an important rule in battle strategy that my father taught me. If you look back you'll be distracted and your opponent can easily take you down. Looking forward, you're always planning your next move and your opponent can never win against that." Yura smiled and hugged her father.

Of course, that rule was something she was breaking. She'd always think of her past, but stay just as focused on her future. She looked at Ichigo and smiled. "That's nothing you need to worry about. Promise me you'll forget you even asked that question." Ichigo's expression turned serious as he nodded.

"Yura!" Yura turned around, her bright blue hair flying in her face. She spotted Toshiro walking her way with a blonde, blue-eyed girl. Rangiku Matsumoto.

Yura bowed down. "Captain Hitsugaya. Lieutenant Matsumoto." Yura stood straight.

Matsumoto stepped closer to Yura, studying her. "So, you're Yura."

Yura nodded. She didn't need to look into Matsumoto's past. Just by her looks she could tell what it was like. Drinking and men. The put aside, there was something else in Matsumoto's past that's much more serious. Yura was anxious to know her past, but she also wanted to stop intruding on peoples' personal lives.

Yura does it anyway, so just a small peak shouldn't hurt anyone. She made direct eye contact with Matsumoto and got in her head. Yura immediately felt guilt course through her veins. She saw Matsumoto as a young girl. Starving. Looking for any signs of food. Seeing Matsumoto's personality today, you would've never guessed that her past looked like this. Yura was then surprised when she saw that it was Gin Ichimaru who rescued Matsumoto from starvation. It must've hurt Matsumoto to know that Gin ended up becoming a traitor. And then her first encounter with Toshiro. Another surprise. Toshiro being so young and Matsumoto encouraging him to become a Shinigami.

Yura pulled out of Matsumoto's head. She noticed that she was in there for a long time because Matsumoto herself was in a small daze. Any longer and they both could've passed out. Yura focused on Toshiro as he talked.

"Yura, I've decided you should start your training with Matsumoto today. I hope the normal classes went ok."

Yura smiled. "They did. I didn't do much, but watched…"

"Training?" Three pairs of eyes fell on Ichigo.

"Ichigo Kurosaki." Toshiro said, face expressionless.

"What do you need training for?"

"I already told you. I've been away for a long time."

"But what you did in the training room! You don't need training!" Yura had enough. She balled her hand into a fist and punched Ichigo in the stomach. He fell on the ground. He glared at Yura. "What was that for?"

"You need to learn how to say more without actually saying so much. You get annoying really quickly."

Ichigo's face turned red. He shook off his anger and looked at Toshiro and Matsumoto. "We fought in the training room. She doesn't need it. I couldn't even grab her."

"Because you're too slow." Yura said as she admired her nails.

Ichigo's face turned red again, but with embarrassment. "Too slow? Just wait until we fight in a real combat."

Yura waved his words off and looked at Matsumoto. "I'm ready for training whenever you are." She said, suddenly becoming serious.

Matsumoto nodded. "Of course."

Ichigo stood up and brushed himself off. "Why don't I come along?" He asked.

"Don't you have anything better to do than follow me around like a lost puppy?"

Ichigo raised a finger as color drained from him. Following you like a lost puppy? You're the one asking me for tours. "I'm not following you around."

"Keep telling yourself that."

Matsumoto shot an unsure glance at Toshiro. He only gave her a small nod and left. Yura had stopped bantering with Ichigo just to watch as Toshiro walked away. She wanted to know what was going on in his head. But she finally understood why she couldn't get in his head. Everyone else was easy to get inside of because they were relaxed. But Toshiro…something was bothering him. He was really worked up and not letting his guard down. If only she could find a way…

"Are you ready, Yura?"

Yura jumped and turned around. "Huh?"

"Are you ready to go train?"

Yura smiled and nodded. The three walked off and ended up in a large training room. Ichigo moved over to a corner and sat down. Yura looked around and when she looked back at Matsumoto she realized that they were going to do a real fight. Well, not exactly real but they were going to use their zanpakuto.

Matsumoto took out hers and positioned herself. "Hitsugaya and I talked about your training. You will do it twice a day. You have most of your time off in the morning. In the afternoon, we train. At night, you will train with Hitsugaya. Perhaps if Kurosaki is interested, every now and then you two can train in the morning."

Yura scoffed. "And waste my free time with this weakling? As if."

"I'm not weak!" Ichigo yelled from the corner he was sitting in.

Yura only ignored him. "So, anything else I should know about these training sessions?"

"With me, we'll work on your stances and strength. With Toshiro you'll work on your spiritual power and the power your zanpakuto holds."

"Sounds fun." Yura said sarcastically.

"Pull out your zanpakuto." Yura grabbed the hilt of her sword and pulled out.

Matsumoto's eyes widened, as did Ichigo's. They were staring at Yura's sword. The hilt was black with a lightning symbol on it. The blade was long and thin. Just as it started to end at the top, it took on a lightning-bolt shape. Matsumoto lowered her zanpakuto and studied Yura's.

"The shape of your zanpakuto…it looks as if it stayed in Shikai form."

Yura looked at her zanpakuto. What Matsumoto said was actually true. Yura's zanpakuto was an electric type. When she released its first stage, it stayed in its Shikai form, making the top part of her zanpakuto look like lightning.

She looked back at Matsumoto. "That's because this is its Shikai form. After I released it, it stuck with its shape. My zanpakuto is an electric type." The room grew silent.

Ichigo stood up and walked over to Yura. "My zanpakuto did the same thing." He took out his zanpakuto, the cloth unraveling from it in the process. He held it out and Yura stared at it with caution.

"That's your zanpakuto's Shikai? What does it look like when you release Bankai?"

"Like a normal zanpakuto. Except its power transfers into me, giving me a bigger advantage in speed."

"So, like the ultimate Flash Step?" Ichigo shrugged in a kind of "sure, why not?"

Yura turned back to Matsumoto. "Does this mean you give up?"

Matsumoto narrowed her eyes and brought up her zanpakuto. "Never." Ichigo stepped back as Yura raised hers. "I don't want you to hold back." Matsumoto said.

Yura smirked. "Who said I was going to hold back?"

And with that she ran forward. Matsumoto positioned her feet and in Yura's peripheral vision, she vanished. She stopped short of herself, eyes widening. Then she pulled her zanpakuto back behind her, just in time to block Matsumoto's attack. Matsumoto gasped by Yura's reflexes. Matsumoto pushed back and landed on one knee. Yura turned around and looked at her.

"I thought you said not to hold back."

"I did." Matsumoto said, catching her breath.

"Then why are you?"

Matsumoto narrowed her eyes. She quickly got up and used Flash Step again. Yura deflected Matsumoto's zanpakuto, but not before she got a cut across her right arm. Yura ignored it, even as the blood trickled down to her hand. Matsumoto smiled, but it faded when Yura herself smiled. Yura disappeared from Matsumoto's vision. She did the mistake in turning around, thinking Yura would do exactly what she did. But Yura was too smart. She actually ended up next to her.

Before Matsumoto could react, Yura had already pulled out her leg and swung it. Matsumoto's zanpakuto flew from her hand as she fell on her back. Yura stood over her, zanpakuto pointed at her throat. Matsumoto was breathing heavily. Yura, on the other hand, didn't break a sweat.

She smiled. "Ichigo, I think it's time you said 'I told you so' to Lieutenant Matsumoto. Looks like I didn't need as much training as you thought."

For another hour or so, Matsumoto and Yura continued to fight. Ichigo stayed and watched. He was actually interested in her power. She wielded something. Something incredible. At the end of training, Matsumoto finished with a scratch across her face and a few more cuts on her arms. Yura had very little cuts, but she was bleeding as well. Once Matsumoto left, Yura slumped against the wall. Ichigo stood up and walked over to her with; holding his zanpakuto and using his shoulder to help keep it balanced.

"Should you go to Squad 4? You look worn out."

Yura smiled. "Are you kidding? I feel more alive than ever. Just think…that was only training and not even my full power. Just think how I'd be in a real battle."

To Ichigo, Yura actually looked power hungry. In the short amount of time he knew her, this didn't seem like her. It was kind of the way Kenpachi gets when he's facing a real challenge and he gets so excited. To Yura, she felt like she had just been reborn. Brought into a new world of power. But she knew she had to get a hold of herself. This had happened to her before and was the exact reason she disappeared for so long. She didn't want to hurt the people around her. Not again. Especially unintentionally.

Just as Ichigo was about to say something, there was something he heard. It was far, but loud. "Do you hear that?" He asked.

"Does it sound like yelling?"

Ichigo nodded. Then it became clearer. "Kurosaki!"

"That's Inoue." Ichigo walked out into the hall and was knocked down. He crumpled up beneath the figure.

"Sorry, Kurosaki."

Orihime got off of Ichigo and dusted herself off. Yura walked out of the training room ad burst out in laughter at the sight of Ichigo. He was red and twitching in a weird position.

"And you say you're not weak!" Yura said as she helped up Ichigo.

He glared at her and turned to Orihime. "Oh Inoue, this is Yura Yamoda. Yura, this is Orihime Inoue."

"The other Ryoka. I think I've heard about you." Yura looked at Orihime and Orihime made eye contact.

Yura was in. Orihime seemed to have had an easy life, except for that fact that she lost her brother. Orihime had also nearly died along with her friend when she saw her brother as a Hollow. They got to release him and she and he friend were ok. The rest of her life was slightly normal. She had many friends who she cared about. But Yura was somewhat confused. Orihime was obviously a strong girl, but her personality…it's too soft to be in battle. Everyone she sees that gets hurt, she can't help but to cry and feel sorry. Even if it is her enemy. When in battle she summons upon her power and her barrettes transform into little flying figures. Like fairies. She uses that power as a shield to protect her and others. And another chant to actually fight her opponents.

Yura came out of her head and felt a bit dizzy. Looking at Orihime, her expression had fallen from happiness to confusion. "Your barrettes…they're your source of power." Orihime came out of her daze and nodded.

"So, did you need something, Inoue?"

Orihime thought for a second. "Oh! I was looking for Kuchiki. Have you seen her?"

"No. Now that I think about it, I haven't seen her all day." They were silent.

Then Yura pointed behind her. "I want to meet Rukia Kuchiki. I think we should go find her." Ichigo and Orihime looked at each other before taking off. Yura stood there for a second and finally came back. She could be slow sometimes. She turned around. "Hey! Wait up!" She took off running after the two.

After a few minutes of running, they came to a building. She watched as Ichigo jumped up to the second floor and held onto a window-sill. Orihime stared up at him and began to climb. Yura smirked and caught up. Before jumping up to where Ichigo was she turned to Orihime. "Come on, Orihime. You can do better than that." Then Yura jumped and ended up next to Ichigo. "Sure, just go on without me."

Ichigo jumped and nearly fell. He didn't know Yura was there. He turned to her. "You don't just scared people like that when they're hanging from a window!"

"Then maybe you shouldn't be hanging from a window." Ichigo glared at her. Then he turned back around and faced Renji and an injured Byakuya. "Oh my…Captain Kuchiki and Lieutenant Abarai." Yura said. "I would bow, but…"

Ichigo sighed. "Renji, Byakuya, this is Yura Yamoda. But who really cares about her."

Yura gritted her teeth then punched Ichigo in his face. He let go of the window-sill and fell down. He landed in a bush. Yura stared down at him and smiled. "Don't bother getting up, Ichigo. No one wants to talk to you anyway." Yura turned back around and became serious. "I am truly honored to be in your presence. The both of you." Renji gave her a nod, as did Byakuya. Yura looked at Renji, and their gazes met.

Renji grew up on the streets of Rukongai as a child. He struggled to survive with a group of his friends. And he also met Rukia on the street when she saved them from being caught. Renji and Rukia grew up together as their friends slowly died. Then they entered the Shino Academy to become Shinigami. Renji was soon enough admitted into the top class. He had gone to the Human World for training and came face to face with a Hollow. Then they were saved by Aizen and Gin.

Yura tried to get out of Renji's head as it began to get more personal. But for some reason, she couldn't. She'd stayed in too long. Renji had just found out that Rukia was being adopted into the Kuchiki family. The rest of Renji's past was a bit hard. He tried to become stronger than Byakuya. Then he ended up becoming his lieutenant. And then so much more happened. Rukia's execution. Renji finally felt he had to do something and he teamed up with Ichigo to save her.

Yura finally pulled out of his head and she felt tired. "Yura?" She heard Ichigo next to him, but it was fuzzy. Her vision began to blur and that's when Renji fell to his knees first. "Renji!"

Byakuya nearly jumped out of bed, but he only stared at Renji. He then turned back to the window, just in time to see Yura start to fall. "Yura!" Ichigo let go with one hand and caught her before she fell.

"Yamoda!" Orihime yelled from below.

Renji stood up and shook his head. "What just happened?"

Ichigo quickly took his mind off of Yura and turned to Renji. "Have you seen Rukia?" Renji shook his head, as did Byakuya.

Ichigo sighed and dropped down with Yura in his arms. He stood straight and tried to hold Yura up, but she slumped over. Orihime helped keep her up. "Yura!" Ichigo yelled in her ear.

Yura only groaned in frustration and leaned against Ichigo. "So tired." She whispered.

"What happened?"

She only shook her head. "I…I need rest. I can't…" Yura nearly fell, but Ichigo tightened his grip on her.

"Inoue, I'll catch up with you. I need to take Yura to get some rest." Orihime was about to protest, but nodded and took off. Ichigo positioned himself and took off with Yura.

They finally got to Squad 10 Barracks. Ichigo walked into Toshiro's office without knocking. Toshiro looked up and nearly yelled at Ichigo for barging in, but stopped short of himself when he saw Yura. He stood up and watched as Ichigo set Yura on the couch. "What happened?" He asked.

"No clue. She nearly passed out."

Toshiro walked over to Yura's side and knelt down next to her. She looked at him. "You shouldn't be concerned for me. I just need rest." She said as she closed her eyes.

"Who said I'm concerned?"

"I might not be able to read you, but I know you're lying."

Ichigo rolled his eyes at Yura. He couldn't believe that she was actually flirting with Toshiro. As serious as Toshiro is, he might even be flirting back. "I'll just leave. I have better things to do than stand here and watch you two flirt with each other." Ichigo said as he turned around. Yura glared at the back of his head. Then she grabbed her sandal and threw it at his head. "Hey!" Ichigo yelled, turning around and rubbing his head. He glared at Yura.

"Just leave already." She mumbled as she closed her eyes. Ichigo left with another roll of his eyes. Toshiro stood up and looked at Yura. Her eyes were closed, her breathing was steady and her face was angelic. Toshiro looked away and walked over to his desk. And waited.

Author's Note: So, like i said. It was very long. i hope you guys liked it. Ok, so you guys probably don't care, but it's good to know things anyway. So yes my user name is Malika16 bcuz my OC for Avatar: the Last Airbender is Malika, but...my OC for Bleach is Yura! ok, enough tlking, more reviewing. I also wanna thank LLolicon for being the first person to add my story to their favorites. Ok, i'm done.