Author's Note: hello fello Bleach fans. lol. ok, anyway last chapter was looooong wasn't it? so is this chapter, but it's about 1,000 words shorter. Who cares, it's still long. anyway, so last chapter Yura was getting som rest after she went into too many people's heads. Very dangerous. don't try this at home. It may result in you passing out. lol

A few things before we start. So you will meet Yura's zanpakuto's spirit in this chapter. YAY! And another thing i wanna thank Kori Neko Tenshi for being my first reviewer. I hope you guys like this chapter.

Disclaimer: I only own Yura and her zanpakuto and any other character i make up.

Yura wanted to get away, but she couldn't. She tried to defend herself, but it was hard. She wouldn't have time to grab her zanpakuto. It would give the Hollow an opportunity to be done with her. Her vision was starting to become blurry as she lost more blood. She could hardly stand.

The Hollow laughed. "It's over, Soul Reaper. Give up!"

Yura wanted to. She wanted to stop suffering, but she'd let her father down if she gave up. The Hollow lunged for her, coming at full speed. The Hollow's speed was so fast that she couldn't react. And that's when it bit into her leg.

Yura sat up and gasped. She felt the pain return to her leg from that night. It was long ago, but it felt as if it happened just now. The Hollow's teeth sinking into her leg. Her scream rang through the forest, but no one could hear her. She pulled out her zanpakuto and finally struck it. The Hollow dissolved into mid air and she fell to her knees.

Yura squeezed her eyes shut. Trying to forget the memory. It wasn't even two weeks since that happened. "Yura?" She opened her eyes and saw two pools of turquoise in front of her.

She turned her head and looked away. "I'm fine." She whispered.

As much as she tried, the scene stayed perfectly clear in her head. She tightly closed her eyes and a tear fell down her face. She snapped her eyes open at the feeling of electricity flowing through her body. She now felt at peace. She loved the electric feeling as others might hate it. It made her feel safe for some reason. She took a deep breath and looked at Toshiro. "Are we training tonight?" Toshiro frowned at her question.

Yura just sat up, and to Toshiro it looked as if she were about to scream and cry. And when he noticed the tear falling down her face….She was hiding something and he wanted to know what she was hiding. "I don't think we should."

Yura looked at him as if he were crazy. "Why? If you're worried about me…you shouldn't be. I'm perfectly fine. It happens all the time." She said, looking down.

Toshiro just stared at her. He was truly worried, but he couldn't let her know that. "Then we should train now." Toshiro said, quickly heading out.

"Wait."

Yura jumped up and grabbed her zanpakuto. She ran toward Toshiro and grabbed his shoulder. That's when they both felt it. The electricity coursing through one of them through to the other. Toshiro turned around, drawing out his zanpakuto. But Yura was just as fast, faster even. She had her zanpakuto out before he even turned around. Their swords clashed. Toshiro's face was full of confusion and anger, but Yura…her face was neutral. She took a deep breath and tried to tear away from the turquoise gaze.

"Draw your zanpakuto back, Captain Hitsugaya." Yura whispered with a bitter and cold voice. They stared into each others' eyes for a while longer. Toshiro's deep and cold. Yura's electrifying and bright; just like her personality. Toshiro slowly put away his zanpakuto, never letting go of her gaze. "Are we going to train…without anything else dangerous happening? I wouldn't want you to get hurt."

Toshiro narrowed his eyes. "What would I get hurt by?"

Yura lowered her sword and relaxed. She stared deeply into Toshiro's eyes, still unable to get into his head. "By me. I am stronger and more dangerous than I look, Captain Hitsugaya. I wouldn't completely let my guard down around me if I were you."

With that she walked past him. Toshiro stayed where he stood. He knew there was something there, like a puzzle. All he needed to do was find the pieces and put them together to find the hidden picture. The hidden secret. He finally turned around and walked out. He found Yura in the training room. She was staring out the window into the dark of night. Before he even spoke Yura's muscles tensed.

"Don't even. I just want to get this over with." She turned around and grabbed the hilt of her zanpakuto.

Toshiro nodded and pulled out his zanpakuto. "Then we'll start. Show me your Shikai."

Yura rolled her eyes. "You really get right down to the point." Yura pulled out her zanpakuto and Toshiro took a while to admire its lightning-bolt-shape. "Here you go. My zanpakuto's Shikai form."

Toshiro narrowed his eyes. "Show me its power."

Yura sighed and pointed to a spot on the floor. "Stand right there." Toshiro moved to the spot she pointed to. Yura held her zanpakuto in front of her, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She held it out to the side and opened her eyes. She smiled and pointed her zanpakuto at Toshiro.

Yura's zanpakuto sparked a few times and it began to crackle. Her hair rose up all around her as electricity ran through the air. A light blue light appeared and flew toward Toshiro. He flew and hit the wall. His body began to twitch. Yura smirked and twirled her zanpakuto. Smoke curled up from the blade.

"What do you know? Denakuma and I still got it." She smiled at Toshiro. Toshiro looked at her zanpakuto. Denakuma must be her zanpakuto's name. "Since my zanpakuto has already been released I can just point and fire. Wonderful, isn't it? Denakuma is an electric type and acts like lightning and strikes what's in its view."

Toshiro, still twitching, stood up and stared at Yura. "That's what the symbol means."

Yura narrowed her eyes. "What?"

Toshiro then noticed he spoke out loud. He only shook his head. "Never mind. I don't think we really need to work on anything. Your zanpakuto holds great power." He turned to walk out of the room, confused as ever.

"Wait." Toshiro stopped.

Yura hesitated. There was something he should know, but what would he think? He was there to help her. He saved her. It was the least she could do. Right? But the power…the power was hers and it was her choice. Her choice whether to use it or not. And now…well, Toshiro should know.

"Don't you…don't you want to see my Bankai?"

Toshiro's eyes widened at the sound of Bankai. She couldn't have mastered Bankai, could she? Then again, Ichigo did and he's just a mere Ryoka. But Yura is an actual Soul Reaper. There was something strange. But as Toshiro relaxed he realized that he found a few puzzle pieces. Both Ichigo and Yura somehow got their power from their zanpakuto and both mastered Bankai. He turned around. "What…did you say?"

"My Bankai. Yes, I know. It's too advanced for someone as simple as me to master it. But believe it or not it is true. I have mastered Bankai and I thought that you should know."

Toshiro turned his head away. She can't have mastered Bankai. It's not right. But testing her reflexes…. "I don't like it when people are lying to me." He mumbled beneath his breath. And that's when he struck using Flash Step. He was out of Yura's vision and she looked around. Her eyes widened and she leaned to her left just as Toshiro's sword moved past her face. Yura knocked his zanpakuto away with hers, but he twirled his zanpakuto around hers and tried to stab her.

Yura jumped out of the way and stared up at Toshiro. "Wait. Stop!" But he didn't listen. He was angry for some reason, but mainly hurt. She wouldn't lie to him and he knew it. So she must be telling the truth about her mastering Bankai. But he didn't want to believe it. He aimed his zanpakuto at her, but she blocked it with her own. Then she kicked him and he flew back.

Yura stood up. "Just stop it, will you? What's your problem?"

Toshiro stood up and used Flash Step again. Yura didn't have time to react. And before they knew it, they flew out of the window. Yura rolled around on the hard, dry dirt. When she finally stopped she was lying on her stomach. She gasped and cool, night air entered into her lungs. She tried to get up, but groaned in pain and just lay there. Toshiro landed on his left foot and right knee, but not uninjured. He had blood trickling down the side of his face and a few cuts from the glass. Yura's injuries were similar. She also had blood falling down the side of her face, but she was the first to break the glass so she had glass that cut her and made her wounds deep. Even some pieces of glass were stuck in her flesh.

I need to prove it to him. He thinks I'm lying. I know he doesn't like when people lie. That much I know. It's almost all I know. As much pain as she was in, Yura stood up and faced Toshiro from a few yards away. She stumbled a little, but regained her balance. "What? You're just gonna kill me because you think I'm lying?" Yura yelled.

Toshiro narrowed his eyes. "I don't like it when people lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you, Toshiro."

Toshiro froze. The way she said his name was like a dagger to his heart. It was so bitter and cold, but also scratchy and full of hurt. He didn't understand his behavior. It was something with Yura that caused him to be this person. He blinked and suddenly Yura was right in front of him, lowering his zanpakuto for him. Yura's eyes were watery and when she spoke, the bitterness and coldness was gone and now replaced by fear and more hurt.

Her voice was shaky. "You don't have to believe me…but you don't have to fight me either. After what happened last week…I understand that it's hard when it seems people are lying to you. But, Toshiro, I swear…I'd never lie in a situation like this. It's not a huge situation, I understand, but controlling my zanpakuto's power and the power I wield myself takes patience."

Yura's words actually hit a soft spot in Toshiro. She was right. After what happened it was hard to make sure if people were lying or telling the truth. But with Yura…you could never tell. She was a mystery. A hidden secret in an innocent form. He finally found puzzle pieces, and he wasn't stopping there.

"Yura!" Yura didn't tear away from Toshiro's gaze, but she knew who was calling her. Ichigo.

"Just remember to stay relaxed, but never fully let your guard down." Yura whispered before turning around and walking towards Ichigo and Orihime, whom she saw standing on a hill. Yura slowed down her pace at the sight of Rukia Kuchiki. Careful,, Yura. If you can't resist, just a small peek. Yura looked at Ichigo. "What is this?"

Ichigo raised an eyebrow at Yura's bloody appearance. "Hm. I must've imagined last time when you said, 'I want to meet Rukia Kuchiki.'"

Yura glared at him. "I suppose I can't deny what I said." Yura looked at Rukia and smiled. She bowed down and stood straight. "Rukia Kuchiki, such an honor to be in your presence. I'm Yura Yamoda."

Rukia gave Yura a small nod. "How'd your training go with Toshiro?" Ichigo asked her.

Yura turned her head to see that Toshiro was gone, only leaving glass on the ground and a broken window. She turned back around. "Ok, I guess."

"So a broken window and a bloody person as a result is…ok?"

Yura closed her eyes and took a deep breath to try and retain her anger at Ichigo. "Just shut up, will you? It went ok."

The four were silent. "Oh, by the way, we're leaving in about two days." Ichigo said.

Yura furrowed her eyebrows. "Leaving? Leaving for what?"

"We're going back to the World of the Living."

"So soon?" Yura sounded disappointed.

"We've been here for a long time. It's about time we go back. School's starting back up." Orihime nodded in agreement. She's been quiet, so has Rukia.

"Oh. It's too bad. I didn't get to fight with you."

"There's tomorrow."

Yura shrugged. "I suppose. Listen, it's late and I need rest after…what just happened."

Ichigo nodded. "Tomorrow, then. You won't be able to beat me."

Yura smirked and turned away. "Sure I will." She walked down the hill under the light from the crescent moon.

"Release!"

Everyone mumbled under their breath and aimed, each of their zanpakuto's releasing its Shikai. Each ability was different, but the same in its own way. Yura stood off in the shadows with her zanpakuto in her hand. She tightly grasped it as if someone were to steal it right from her hand. She watched as everyone practiced releasing her Shikai. What no one knew is that Yura had long since practiced, but never would it work. She wasn't sure why.

"Yamoda!"

She jumped and looked up. Everyone was staring at her from the courtyard. She looked at her teacher. "Yes?"

"Care to join the rest of us and show us your Shikai?" Yura's heart stopped beating. Everything around her seemed to have frozen. Her hands became sweaty and shaky. She didn't want to humiliate herself in front of her class.

She took a deep breath. "I rather not." She called back.

She heard giggles and looked over a bit at a group of girls. She could faintly hear their conversation. "You know the real reason she won't come up here? She can't release her Shikai."

Yura couldn't believe that girls like them could get into an academy like this. Yet she was here. Once a strange child and now a serious one. She glared at the group of girls and turned back to her teacher. "On second thought, I'd be glad to show you."

Yura emerged from the shadows and walked forward. She stood in front of her class and faced them, mainly focused on the group of girls. She hoped this would work. She took out her zanpakuto and held it out to the left of her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Then she opened them. "Strike, Denakuma."

Her zanpakuto began to spark and blue light crackled all around it. She swung her zanpakuto above her head and the end suddenly took the form of a lightning bolt. She aimed it at the group of girls. Electricity ran through her arm and back out of her zanpakuto. The light hit the girls as they screamed. When the smoke lifted into the air it viewed the girls. They were practically burned to a crisp. Their clothes and skin black and their hair all over the place. Yura couldn't help but to laugh, but it died down when she tried to retain her zanpakuto to its regular form. It was still in its Shikai form. Her teacher turned to yell at her, but stopped when he noticed her zanpakuto. Everyone was staring. And the only thing Yura could do…was run.

Yura opened her eyes. She turned her head and looked out her window. The sky was beginning to get lighter as the sun began to rise from the east. Yura wouldn't be able to go back to sleep so she got up and grabbed her zanpakuto. She walked down the silent corridors and made it outside, hopefully, without disturbing someone. She walked up a hill flowers abloom and grass at least a foot tall. Yura took a deep, slow breath and drew her zanpakuto out. It caught the light from the tip of the sun that was just above the horizon line. Yura gazed around to make sure there was no one around. She stuck her zanpakuto straight up in the ground. Still grabbing the hilt, she sat on her knees, hung her head down and closed her eyes. Her zanpakuto seemed to hum through her blood stream and she felt alive. "Let me travel, Denakuma." She whispered.

The humming seemed to become more violent, but soothing all at the same time. The humming then reached Yura's heart and it began to pound furiously against her chest. Her blood was roaring in her ears and even with her eyes closed she felt the world spinning faster and faster. Then everything became still. The blood pounding in her ears stopped and her heart became calm. The world wasn't spinning and the humming in her veins became dull. She opened her eyes and looked up. She was no longer on the grassy hill. She was in the sky on a dark cloud. Lightning flashed all around her and chilling air made goose bumps rise all up and down her arms. She stood up and saw a flickering blue light walking toward her. "Denakuma." She whispered under her breath.

The figure picked up speed and in a blink of an eye was in front of Yura. The figure took the shape of a large wolf with fur as dark as the clouds and light blue jagged streaks running through it. Its tail was long and took on the shape of a lightning bolt. Its claws were sharp and slightly curved as were its canines and its eyes were a bright electric blue. It bowed its head and looked back up.

"You wanted to see me?" The voice was that of a woman.

Yura slightly smiled. "Only for comfort." She sat on her knees and Denakuma walked forward. Denakuma sat herself directly in front of Yura and they made eye contact.

Yura's brain began to get a tingling sensation, but it was gone as quickly as it came. "You fought with a captain…is that why you have faded cuts all over your face?"

Yura's hand flew up to her face and touched it. She indeed felt small cuts under her fingers. She put down her hand. "Yes. He was angry at me because-"

"He doesn't want to believe you mastered Bankai. Then we shall prove him wrong." Denakuma said as she rose her head up high.

Yura smiled. "We will, but not yet. Maybe tonight when we train again…if we train again."

"He can't stay mad at you forever. Eventually he'll have to realize his mistake."

"But when will that be? He didn't even apologize yesterday. I said something to him and he seemed sorry, but I can't know for sure until I hear the words come from his mouth."

"I can force the apology out of him. Just release me fully. Show him your Bankai. Show him what I am capable of doing."

Yura shook her head. "You've always looked for a fight…and somehow I let you have it your way."

"Only because I'm wiser and more manipulative than you are." Denakuma howled but it had a mixture of something that sounded like…laughter. Lightning struck a few feet away from the two, but they didn't even flinch.

Denakuma's laughter died down. "That's not true. I can manipulate people as well as you can."

"The only odd thing about it is it has nothing to do with my power. But it still manages to work like ones power…" Denakuma looked away and her ears moved back.

"What is it?"

"Someone's coming. You should go."

"But I'm not done talking." Denakuma didn't listen. She howled again and lightning struck Yura.

She opened her eyes to find herself back on the grassy hill. She looked up to see someone walking toward her. She stood up. "Lieutenant Matsumoto. Is something wrong?"

Matsumoto shook her head and stopped in front of Yura. "Not at all. Just thought I'd come find you."

Her hands still on the hilt of her zanpakuto, Yura felt a humming sensation, but not like one when she traveled into Denakuma's realm. A voice sounded in her head. She's lying. Yura looked at Matsumoto. "You're lying. What is it, really?"

The lieutenant sighed. "It's Toshiro. He's not talking. He won't even look up from his paper work."

"That's not my problem."

"But it is and you know it."

Yura clenched her jaw and looked down. "It's not and I don't want any part of it. If that it is all I'd appreciate it if you'd leave me to my business."

Matsumoto studied the girl for a minute. In the small time being she could be an enthusiastic and energetic girl, but other times she's serious and doesn't want any part of the outside. She keeps to herself. A lot. But Matsumoto is used to it. She's around Toshiro all of the time. Toshiro isn't as much as depressed but takes his job seriously. Matsumoto has tried to even lift his spirit once, but rarely does it work. But now that she thinks about it, she actually saw him crack a small smile yesterday, before the fight he and Yura had.

"She's a skilled fighter and never loses focus. She's countered my Flash Step attacks. How many Soul Reaper can actually do that?"

Toshiro looked at Matsumoto. "She countered your attacks?"

Matsumoto nodded. "As easily as if I gave her the opportunity, but I didn't hold back…" She left her words hanging. She was sure she didn't hold back. She gave it her all. Yet how Yura reacted to her attacks was like child's play. She blocked the attacks without putting so much work into it. "Kurosaki was right. She really doesn't need training. If she does then we need to do our hardest to find her weak point and teach her how to defend herself."

Toshiro turned and looked out the window. "By your description it seems she already knows how."

Matsumoto's eyes widened at the sight of the tiniest curl of Toshiro's lips as they curled into a small smile.

"Then I will leave you. Oh, and Kurosaki is looking for you."

Yura looked at Matsumoto without making eye contact. "If you see him, tell him I'll meet up with him in about an hour."

With a nod, Matsumoto turned around and walked back down the hill. When Yura was sure she was gone she sat back on her knees, still holding her zanpakuto. She wasn't done talking to Denakuma. She had many questions and Denakuma was sure to know the answers, even if she was only a sword's spirit, she was wise just as she said. She closed her eyes. "Let me travel, Denakuma." She felt that familiar humming again.

She opened her eyes and was back on the grey storm cloud. She looked up to see Denakuma looking at her. "Back already?"

"I told you I wasn't done talking."

Denakuma let out a loud breath, like a sigh. "If it's about the boy then I have nothing more to say. All you need to do is give him time to realize his mistakes."

"And if he doesn't?"

"He will."

'But if he doesn't? You're not answering my question."

"I don't need to. You might wield me, but I am myself and what I choose for myself I choose for myself. I don't have to always answer your questions."

Yura swallowed. "I'd appreciate it if you did."

Denakuma lay down. "We can't appreciate everything in life. Either give the boy time or talk to him. Prove it to him. Prove everything…and tell him everything."

"I've told him everything."

Denakuma tilted her fury head. "Is that so? So if I look into your past right now, will I see you telling him everything?"

"Don't go into my head. I forbid you to."

"You can't stop me from what I want to do. I told you this not even five minutes ago. You're wasting your time here. You have better things to do than talk to me."

"I thought you liked it when I came to visit you."

Denakuma laid her head on her paws and looked away. It was true. Denakuma did enjoy the company that Yura offered and she took it. She loved the young girl's questions and would answer them when she could and she even loved when they'd just talk regularly as if Denakuma were real…and a person. It was hard not to. She spent all of her time in this dark realm of hers and it was always alone. She's never admit it to Yura, even though she probably already knew, but every time Yura came Denakuma would become happy and wonder what troubles the girl is going through. They comforted each other in their hardest times. If Yura was depressed or Denakuma was feeling too lonely. And she felt alone quite often.

"I do enjoy the company, Yura. But you have better things to do. You have a life outside of this dark world."

"But you know this world has always felt like a true home to me."

Denakuma lifted her head and growled in anger. "This isn't your home!"

In the real world Yura's hands began to burn from holding the hilt of her zanpakuto. When Denakuma realized what she did, it was too late to take it back. Yura showed no emotions but that didn't mean she felt hurt. Denakuma wasn't one to apologize. She was a lightning demon after all. She stood up and turned away.

As she walked she called back to Yura, "Just save yourself the dread while you can. Live your life in the real world. Where you can make real friends. I'm fine here." Lightning struck Yura and she found herself back on the grassy hill.

She let go of her zanpakuto and sat back. She pulled her knees to her chest and sat there. The only sound was that of the wind howling in her ears. It sounded like Denakuma…when she laughed.

Author's Note: Weird fight between Toshiro and Yura, huh? But YES! You guys met Denakuma, Yura's zanpakuto. For those who don't know or can't figure it out Denakuma means lightning/electric demon. whichever you want. it makes more sense for it to be lightning demon, but still...

Something else cool, my friend Mia is like an AWESOME artist so i asked her if she could draw me Denakuma cuz she draws awesome wolves! ook, enough of this. Review. tell me what you thought. If you thought the fight between Toshiro and Yura was stupid or plain awesome. adn if u think Denakuma looks awesome if u can imagine her as well as i can. REVIEW! i feed off of them like a Hollow feeds off of souls.