Author's note: Well everyone I'm sorry about this chapter. My computer was hacked by a c•$t so my story which was almost finished was lost. Blame that a$$hole. I had all of three paragraphs left to write. All ruined because of that prick. As a result I have dedicated a throw away character named Dave to him. Dave isn't going to last long. I will put a warning before I get to the violent part so people can skip it if they wish. The main purpose of him is to help me blow off steam and not advance the story. Also please forgive the misspellings as I still have to reload my Microsoft Office onto this computer. I started writing this chapter on my IPhone. That is how desperate I was to get this out there for you guys.
As for the poll I will be taking it down on 06/25/14. The scores are in orde 1. I will have to chose between the top two since they are so close. For a week straight the vote for first and second were tied. I knew it was going to be close but not like this. I honestly thought it would be between the person in second and the one in fourth. As it is the losers won't go loveless by any means. I just need to know who is going to be with Kagari/Homura so I can put them in believable situations that may play off one another. I haven't forgotten them. I just can't write for them until Kagari/Homura is figured out.
Percyval: I have seen a few with Ichigo having a harem, but there aren't many and many of those aren't as large as this one is winding up to be. Originally I only had Ichigo planned for four. Now it is ending up being more. So many reviews have influenced me as to who should get whom. It is actually quite fun seeing this turn out since it is taking turns even I didn't anticipate.
Telron: Your wait on one of those will be over this chapter. As for the other it will happen within the next two or three chapters. Be patient.
thisisCMpunk: Ichigo's dream does play a small part. As for the reactions of those in his dreams it may have been influenced by someone. *Glares into a shadow that just laughs* That part will be explained in the beginning of this chapter.
Once again I apologize profusely for the wait. I am making this chapter as fast as quality will allow me to do so.
I own nothing except original ideas. Please feel free to review after reading.
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Zangetsu stood silently inside Ichigo's inner world waiting for his partner to appear. A breeze that only his coat could feel rushed passed him causing his coat to rustle in the wind before once again becoming still.
Shiro stood silently beside him. Unusual for the Creature, but considering the nature of what they had called Ichigo there for it was understandable. His white robes fluttered in the same breeze that ruffled Zangetsu's coat.
A distortion formed in the air before them. Slowly a man in black Shinigami robes began to form. His bright orange hair stood brilliantly atop his head. A sword shaped much like a cleaver, was strapped to his back.
"Hey Old Man Zangetsu," Ichigo called out. Zangetsu had long since come to tolerate his informality. Zangetsu knew Ichigo to well to hold it against him. "What did you need?"
"I have important information that regards us all." Zangetsu imparted to his partner. "Follow me."
With a thought Zangetsu was blocks away with Shiro beside him but still within sight of Ichigo. Ichigo was next to him in a flash.
They continued hopping to the various buildings for several minutes. Zangetsu finally stopped in front of three buildings. Three Sekirei crests were emblazoned on the side.
The first building was a bright red. A technic design crisscrossed the buildings exterior. The paths seemed to pulse a deeper red as Zangetsu looked on. The building instead of shaking as the others seemed to sway almost seductively.
The second was a light purple. It pulsed slowly. An indistinct image flickered in the windows of the building. A peaceful and killer aura flickered as it seeped from the building as if it wasn't quite sure which it wanted.
The third and final crest was a dark purple. Wind gently swirled around the building like an incredibly gentle tornado. A sticky warmth spread from it.
To Ichigo or anybody else for that matter they would be strange inexplicable buildings. To Zangetsu and Shiro they were distinct individuals. The first was Matsu. Her gifts with technology and her perverted nature permeated the building. The second belonged to the woman named Miya. Hers worried Zangetsu the most. Her killing aura and peaceful aura were at war with each other and Ichigo was at the very heart of it. The third belonged to Kazehana. Her casual and laid back attitude was prevalent in the gentle swirling of air. Zangetsu was cautious however. He had seen it whip itself into a frenzy when it first appeared. The warm and sticky aura Zangetsu theorized that it represented her devotion to love. He wasn't quite sure yet.
"What are those doing here?" Ichigo asked from beside Zangetsu.
"I assume you mean the crests," Zangetsu asked for confirmation. Ichigo was not yet capable of seeing the other effects in his inner world. It would take months of training to get him able to even feel the wind. When he was that good he would be able to identify which building belonged to each of his friends. Until then Rukia's icy tower or even the copy of Urahara's shop would to Ichigo appear to be any other building.
"Yes I mean them." Ichigo confirmed. "What are they doing here?"
"I once told you that each building in here belongs to someone close to you," Zangetsu told Ichigo remembering that Rukia had wiped his memory. "Those crest belong to Sekirei that are close to you."
"Why are there only three?" Ichigo questioned. "Matsu, Uzume, Kuu, Kazehana, Tsuki, and Musubi are all close to me. That's six."
Sometimes the density of his partner really astounded Zangetsu.
"Some other buildings are still emerging." Zangetsu responded telling the truth and lying at the same time. As much as he cared for Ichigo sometimes lying was needed.
"What is he doing here?" Ichigo asked switching topics. His finger pointed accusingly at Shiro.
"Ichigo," Zangetsu said sighing. "Shiro is here because your inner world is tearing itself apart."
"What do you mean?" Ichigo asked his eyes narrowing.
"Whenever something important happens to your friends the buildings shake." Zangetsu explained. "Normally this is not a problem. Unfortunately it is different when buildings start appearing. When buildings are shaking and new buildings are appearing at the same time it puts a massive strain on the inner world. I've had my hands so full with trying to keep things together Shiro offered to help."
"That's right King," Shiro said speaking. His warped voice echoed around them. "I don't know how to do all of it so I need him to keep us going. Otherwise I would have killed him and then you."
"Why are you telling me this?" Ichigo asked.
"Because last night an anomaly happened." Zangetsu said shooting Shiro a glare. "Several of your friends entered your dreams through your inner world. Shiro thought it would be fun to alter their behavior. I only saw him alter one but he could have done so with others."
"Shiro," Ichigo said indignantly. "You better have a good explanation."
"I merely had a little fun," Shiro said his manic smile never slipping off his face. "I merely wanted to see Ichigo's reaction when I altered his friends personalities. I found Miya particularly interesting."
"Shiro," Ichigo growled stepping toward Shiro.
"Easy King," Shiro said holding up his hands. Ichigo paused. "If either myself or the Old Man are put under to much strain right now your inner world will shake and could cause your powers to be in such a state of flux you might lose your powers for a few months until things settle down."
"Is that true?" Ichigo asked looking to Zangetsu.
"It is Ichigo," Zangetsu informed his partner. "We can still give you our powers but should we fight in your inner world then the entire world would crack as my attention would not be on keeping this place whole. Shiro is in the same position."
"What does that mean?" Ichigo asked a frown creasing his brow.
"It means that we can't train you right now," Zangetsu explained.
"Shit," Ichigo cursed. Out of the corner of his eye Zangetsu saw a Hannya mask briefly appear fully formed on the glass of Miya's building before fading away. He was barely able to suppress a shudder. She really did worry him. "What do you mean that my friends visited me in my dreams?"
"Just that," Zangetsu answered. "Using the spirit energy you leave behind on them when you are near them, several friends traveled from their dreams to your inner world. Once here Shiro redirected them to your dreams instead of letting them wander around."
"Do any of them know?" Ichigo asked.
"I believe that Rukia suspects." Zangetsu responded shaking his head. "But that is most likely just because her Zanpakutō told her. The others have no idea that you were here."
"Great," Ichigo muttered. "That would explain why Rukia was acting so strangely yesterday. I need to get some sleep I'll talk to you two later and Shiro if I so much as suspect that you are going to cause Zangetsu trouble I swear I'll learn some Bakudō and bind you to a building for the rest of your natural life."
Ichigo began to distort as he left the world. In a matter of moments the location Ichigo once occupied was empty.
"Did you really have to lie so much?" Shiro asked raising an eyebrow at Zangetsu.
"I told the truth." Zangetsu defended. "New buildings are appearing and if I'm not careful he could tear this world apart."
"But you didn't tell King it was you who let his friends in." Shiro said smiling manically.
"The only way to keep this world together is to help him accept that others love him." Zangetsu said sighing. "If I out right tell him, he will rebel against it. Whenever someone tells him something is so, he will do whatever it takes to prove them wrong or he will be hesitant to accept it. Achieving Banki is a great example. If we let him figure it out on his own then he will accept it easier, saving stress for everyone. Besides I didn't tell him how you influenced his friends."
"I only increased their actual emotions." Shiro responded smiling wide. "It's not permanent."
Zangetsu let silence surround them. As Zangetsu watched a small red wisp floated from Matsu's building.
"Shiro," Zangetsu said seriously as he watched what contained Matsu's conciousness float around. "I need you to continue doing what you did last night."
"Why?" Shiro asked.
"Because it will give you a chance to stretch your powers," Zangetsu said appealing to his vanity. "It will also get Ichigo used to their actions."
"I suppose I should get started then." Shiro said grinning manically. With that he rushed to the red wisp that was Matsu's soul. Given enough time it would turn into the woman. Until then she would be unable to remember her time in Ichigo's inner world.
Zangetsu sighed as he watched Shiro increase Matsu's emotions and take it to Ichigo's dreams. Zangetsu was truly sorry for Ichigo tonight.
/
Ichigo awoke with a start. His dreams had been plagued by alternating women chasing him. Matsu had been particularly disturbing. She had been in a string bikini and had been trying to take it off as she chased him. A luminous clock in the corner of his eye told him it was 2:23 in the morning.
Sweat began to bead on Ichigo's head as a feeling that was becoming all to familiar came to his awareness. Arms and legs draped over his body. The last time he had awoken like this he had managed to sneak out before anybody awoke. This time based on the number of hands on him would be impossible.
"Ichigo go back to sleep," A muffled voice said to his right. Slowly turning his head he saw Kazehana using his arm as a pillow. She was wearing a skimpy night dress that left little to nothing to the imagination. It was the same dress she had chased him in in his dream. Ichigo's face flushed scarlet.
"Ichigo," Came a familiar voice to Ichigo's right. A chill went up Ichigo's spine. Turning his head Ichigo mentally screamed. In her plaid pajamas Rukia was sleepily kneading his other arm. She was talking in her sleep. "What are you doing? Don't go over there."
"No don't go to her," Matsu's voice spoke up. Ichigo looked down. Her buxom form was tightly curled around his right leg. She was muttering in her sleep.
"Over here," Orihime whispered in her sleep from his other leg.
Well I am fucked, was Ichigo's only competent thought.
"Like I said Ichigo," Kazehana said again. "Go back to sleep. There isn't anything you can do in this situation that would get you out of it without earning Miya's wrath so just drift back to sleep and enjoy yourself. I was having such a pleasant dream too."
Ichigo felt his face heat at her mention of the dream. The worst part was he couldn't do anything to Shiro until things blew over which could take days, weeks, or even months.
The clock ticked away. A plan began to take shape in his head. Ichigo felt Kazehana fall back into the arms of Morpheus. Her breathing was deep and even. Ichigo waited until the clock said 5:00 just to be safe.
"Kon," Ichigo hissed. A faint stirring came from under a small table that held the clock. "Kon get over here or I swear that you'll regret it."
The plushy slowly slipped from under the table. Evidently he had somehow hidden from Matsu before she had fallen asleep.
"What is it Ichigo?" Kon asked standing just above his head.
"Hold still Kon." Ichigo instructed from where he lay.
"Why Ichi-" Kon was interupted by Ichigo's head slamming into his gut. With barely a sound Kon in his pill form was ejected from the plushy body into the air. Moving his head as quickly as he could Ichigo caught it in his teeth. All of it had gone unnoticed by those sleeping to either side of Ichigo.
With a quick swallowing Ichigo was out of his body and in his Shinigami form. With a quick flash step Ichigo put his hands over his body's mouth before Kon could curse at him.
"Kon you can't take yourself out of your body and I couldn't use my arms." Ichigo explained his reasoning quietly. "When you can sneak away unnoticed meet me at the train station. If you have to ask Chad to go with you."
"Ichigo you son of a bitch!" Kon managed to get out between his fingers.
Without a single thought Ichigo flash stepped to the window. Opened it and was outside before Kon was done with the word.
With out fail Ichigo felt Miya's killing intent flood the room. Ichigo did not stick around to see the result.
Ichigo hated doing it to them. They were close to him but when Rukia woke up she would probably force feed Ichigo his own feet at finding herself in his bed. Matsu would probably jump him as soon as she woke up. As for Miya she would punish Ichigo for something that wasn't his fault. At least with Kon he kind of deserved it for being such a pervert.
Ichigo quickly flash stepped away from the building.
Unbeknownst to him two pairs of eyes followed him.
/
Kenpachi stalked the halls of MBI. Yachiru rode happily on his shoulder as always. He was in a foul mood. Killing intent rolled off him in waves.
What is that fucking idiot scientist doing here? This is my floor! Kenpachi asked himself referring to the Captain of Division Twelve. He had just awoken from a nice dream in which Ichigo, The Head Captain, and himself had been having a free for all battle. It had been glorious. Then as soon as he stepped out of his room that idiot scientist had stepped out of a room nearby. His makeup already applied.
The thing that pissed him off though was when Kenpachi was just about to attack him Karasuba had come around the corner and told him that he couldn't. Kenpachi never took orders from anybody. He thought of them more as suggestions than orders, but if he attacked the crazy bastard then MBI would deactivate Karasuba. He had been warned about that the last time he brushed off a "suggestion" from MBI. He didn't want to lose his sparring partners. Karasuba was his equal with his eye patch on and a single kiss away she could match him without his eye patch. His newest Sekirei wasn't as powerful, but she was getting stronger. Soon Kenpachi could start to say she was fun.
A pink haired girl stepped in front of him as he rounded a corner. Kenpachi recognized her from some of the missions MBI had sent him on. She was the fifth and final member of the Disciplinary Squad, with himself, Yachiru, Karasuba, and Haihane. She was a petite woman looking to be in her younger teenage years. That was belayed by her temper.
"Hi No-Boobs!" Yachiru said grinning from Kenpachi's shoulder.
"That's Benitsubasa," Benitsubasa growled. "To you Pink-Puff."
Yachiru frowned. A small amount of killing intent leaked from her. Kenpachi felt Benitsubasa release a small amount of killing intent in return. It was like watching two cats fight over a can of food.
"No-Boobs is fun," Yachiru said suddenly smiling. Her killing intent disappeared. Benitsubasa's only grew with her words. "Kenny should Wing her."
Kenpachi stood still considering. Karasuba had actually proposed the idea during their last sparring session. She had told Kenpachi that while Benitsubasa was the weakest member of the Disciplinary Squad she was also the best hand to hand Sekirei that Karasuba had seen in action. Kenpachi had been disdainful at first but Karasuba had pointed out that if Kenpachi could learn hand to hand combat he could make his fights with weaker opponents last longer and be more fun. She also said that there was no better way to learn than to learn from the best.
"What do you say Benitsubasa?" Kenpachi asked a manic grin growing on his face. "Care to be my Sekirei?"
Benitsubasa shivered.
"I think I'll pass Kenpachi sir." Benitsubasa said respectfully. It was a well known fact that after he had arrived, Karasuba and he had been sharing leadership of the Disciplinary Squad. It made many of the staff nervous that a person they could not see could match a single number.
"Your loss," Kenpachi said losing interest. He wouldn't force someone to become his partner. That was like fighting someone who didn't want to fight. It wasn't worth his time.
Kenpachi turned a corner deep in thought about how he was going to learn hand to hand combat and then use it to take out that sniveling Captain of Division Twelve.
"Get off me you jack ass!" Kenpachi heard a woman shout from the direction he had just come.
Kenpachi quickly turned and ran back the way he came. Turning the corner he saw a scene that made his hot blood boil over. Benitsubasa was pressed against the wall. A pair of handcuffs that the idiot scientist had invented covered her wrists. From what he had understood from what Karasuba had told him about the devices, they were specially designed to negate a Sekirei's powers. Something having to do with interupting a core of some sort. Kenpachi didn't care.
Benitsubasa's back was as closely pressed to the wall as possible. Her head was turned away from the man trying his hardest to kiss her.
The man had greasy black hair that hung limply into his eyes. Teeth stained from years of drinking coffee growled at Benitsubasa's continued resistance. Dark brown eyes shook from the adrenaline running through his veins. A cheap suit clung badly to his form. A faded name tag named him. Dave.
For those of you of squeamish nature you may want to skip this part
Kenpachi slowly reached up and placed Yachiru on the ground. The pink haired woman didn't say a word as she too glared at the man.
"Dave," Kenpachi sad loudly as he pulled his Zanpakutō from his hip.
"Can't it wait Shit For Brains?" Dave asked not even bothering to turn around. "I'm trying to get myself a sweet and succulent Sekirei. Get lost."
With a single flash step Kenpachi was past the man. A cut appeared neatly on his calf muscle. A slow trickle of blood slowly ebbed down his leg. The man turned at the pain but did not cry out. Kenpachi reevaluated the man.
His eyes aren't shaking because of adrenaline he is higher than the moon on crack. Kenpachigt thought and then grinned. Which means he can't feel pain! I'm going to have fun taking this bastard apart piece by fucking piece.
Dave reached into his jacket letting Benitsubasa drop to the ground. Kenpachi darted his arm forward. The tip of Kenpachi's Zanpakutō embedded in his left shoulder. The man grimaced but did not stop his arm despite the blade imbedded in it.
Kenpachi withdrew his blade as the man whipped a 9mm pistol from under his jacket. It was scratched and worn. Rust ran rampant across several key pieces. Kenpachi had run into several "gun" Zanpakutō over the years. This was almost laughable.
Dave had a look of superiority on his face as he leveled the gun at Kenpachi's face. He pulled the trigger back the short distance it would require to fire the bullet.
Moving his sword rapidly Kenpachi quickly blocked the bullet's escape from the metal barrel. What happened next could be easily contributed to luck. All of it bad.
The bullet flew from the casing in the chamber and started the short travel to the exit. Meeting Kenpachi's blade at the entrance the bullet shattered. The gun already decayed by rust and disrepair shattered in Dave's hand. Shrapnel flew away from where the bullet impacted Kenpachi's Zanpakutō. Several larger pieces proceeded to rip the man's right ear completely off his head. A group of smaller pieces neutered him.
The main brunt however was received by his hand. Mangled beyond recognition his hand hung limp. The tips of his fingers were blown completely off his hand. Cuts crisscrossed his hand as if it was a large checker board.
The man screamed. Finally feeling the pain. Kenpachi stepped behind the man ignoring his plea for mercy. He had tried to do something terrible to Benitsubasa. An ally in the Disciplinary Squad. With a backward swing Kenpachi cut the tendons in the back of the man's knees. He made sure to cut deep enough that without healing from either Unohana or Orihime he would never walk again. He would live however. Kenpachi left the man as he collapsed in the growing pool of his own blood.
End graphic scene of mutilation
Kenpachi didn't say a word as he bent down and grabbed the handcuffs that imprisoned Benitsubasa. With a sharp twisting motion with each end of the cuff the snapped off of Benitsubasa's wrists.
The small girl sat rubbing her wrists. She sat wide eyed looking at the man moaning on the ground.
"I thought you were good at hand to hand." Kenpachi said straightening.
"I am," Benitsubasa pouted. "He snuck up behind me and before I knew it the cuffs were on and I couldn't fight back."
"You can always fight back," Kenpachi said as Yachiru jumped onto his back.
"Sir," Benitsubasa said almost timidly.
"Don't call me sir," Kenpachi growled. "I'm Kenpachi Zaraki. Either call me Captain or Kenpachi."
"Okay Kenpachi," Benitsubasa said shaking her head. "Will you become my Ashikabi?"
Before Kenpachi could respond she was already kissing him. Bright crimson light exploded from her back. Broad red wings fluttered.
Benitsubasa broke the kiss.
"My Sekirei would you be willing to teach me some hand to hand combat?" Kenpachi asked grinning manically.
"Of course," Benitsubasa said grinning right back as they walked past Dave who lie in a pool of his own blood crying over never walking again. "Captain Kenpachi."
/
Ichigo sighed. It was two o'clock in the afternoon. Kon should have been here by now, Ichigo cursed to himself. A train whistle blew as it arrived in the station. The hundreds of average humans went about their day, completely ignorant of Hollows, Sekirei, Ashikabi, and Shinigami, as they flowed around the structures in the train station.
Ichigo leaned against the wall to the bathroom. He had a great view of the entire train station. Nothing could sneak up on him without his knowing about it. It was because of this that he had a great view as his world started to end.
The train that had just pulled in was emptying fast. A flash of a man with a scraggly beard caught Ichigo's attention. The face was gone in a flash. I could have sworn I just saw... Ichigo let the thought trail off as he saw a striped green and white hat that peaked above the heads of the men and women passing by.
What the fucking hell is Goat-Chin doing here today?! Ichigo asked himself.
"I believe that he said three days," Zangetsu pointed out.
"Yes," Ichigo said back to his partner. "But three days haven't passed yet!"
"Let's see," Zangetsu said simply. "There was the day he called. That is one. Then there was yesterday. That is two. Then today is the third."
"That's not three it is two," Ichigo countered. "The first day doesn't count."
"Does it really matter?" Shiro asked speaking up. "Your dad is here King. You can't change that now."
"Shit," Ichigo muttered to himself.
"You have other problems too." Shiro said happily.
"What?" Ichigo asked quickly scanning the area. He felt his heart skip a beat. Walking aimlessly toward his father was Kon, Rukia, Orihime, Miya, and Kazehana.
Ichigo felt like the world had dropped away from his feet. Ichigo quickly ducked into the men's bathroom. In here the only ones able to get in would be his dad, Kon, and Urahara.
"ICHIGO!" Ichigo heard Isshin yell outside the door to the bathroom. An Isshin shaped print appeared in the bricks of the bathroom. "MASAKI! Why does our daughter forsake me?!"
"Because every time we go anywhere you fly off the handle." Karin said, her tone bored. "Please forgive my father for his rudeness."
"There is nothing to forgive," Miya's voice came fluttering through the walls. "I should inform you however that fighting is not allowed in Izumo Inn."
"Then how does Ichigo train?" Isshin asked outrage lacing his words. "He will grow soft if he isn't attacked at least five times a day."
"Well I can assure you that he has not grown soft." Miya's voice came. "And as I said," Killing intent flooded the room. Ichigo could all but see the Hannya mask floating beside her in all the menacing glory that accompanied it. "Fighting is prohibited."
"How are you doing that?" Urahara's voice came from near where Miya's was. Her killing intent vanished. "Is it some form of psychological projection, or perhaps even a hologram of some sort? I need to run some tests. Would you mind bringing it back so that I may test to see if it can interact with the physical world?"
"Um..." Ichigo was surprised to hear Miya at a loss for words. He wasn't sure if it was from how peculiar he was or if it was because he didn't sound like he was affected by Miya's killing intent.
"Anyway," Urahara's voice came. "Ichigo it must have been a long walk from where we are staying. We should really go to the bathroom."
"But I-" Kon's speech was cut off. Moments later Urahara rushed through the door. Kon gripped firmly in one hand and his cane in another.
"Ichigo," Urahara said smiling unconcerned. "You're looking well."
"So which one of you is my little Ichigo's girlfriend?" Ichigo heard his dad ask from the other side of the wall.
"Get him out of my body, now." Ichigo growled. He let a little killing intent slip. The Hollow mask appeared above his shoulder.
"So it can be learned." Urahara said suddenly very close. Ichigo was sure he was using Flash Step to move around him to look at the mask from all angles. "Or perhaps it is a result of the Hollow inside of you. Perhaps a few experiments to see which it is."
At the mention of experiments Ichigo gave an involuntary shudder. He and Matsu sure would get along.
"Just do it." Ichigo growled.
Urahara sighed but a moment later he shoved his cane into the back of Kon's head.
"Ugh." Kon choked out before a small red pill popped out of his mouth.
A quick Flash Step and Ichigo was in his body while Kon in his real form floated through the air. With reflexes honed through the years of dodging his father, Ichigo plucked Kon out of the air.
"Ichigo-" Ichigo heard the mod soul try to speak.
"Don't worry Kon," Ichigo said stuffing the mod soul into his pocket. "I have something planned."
It was true. He had gotten the idea from his talk inside his inner world. The only problem was that he couldn't do it him self. He was going to ask Toshiro that night.
"But Ichigo-" Kon started to say again.
"Does anybody want to see pictures of baby Ichigo?" Is shin said from the other side of the wall.
"Shit," Ichigo cursed. With a quick burst of speed Ichigo was back in the crowded train station. His dad stood wearing a white button up shirt. He was digging in a side compartment in his wallet. With a burst of speed that rivaled his Flash Step Ichigo was flying through the air.
A solid crack resounded through the air as the rubber of Ichigo's shoe met Isshin's face. Isshin left the ground. As Ichigo softly landed he watched as his father flew the remaining length of the train to the opposite wall. A cracking sound went through the area as he hit. Spider web cracks appeared behind Isshin's back.
"Damn," Urahara cursed Reaching into his pocket.
"What is the matter?" Miya asked sweetly.
"I bet Karin on the way here that he would go through the wall." Urahara responded taking out a handful of yen and handing it to the girl.
"Pleasure doing business with you as always." Karin responded flipping through the money.
"You owe Chad too." Ichigo said speaking up. "Ten minutes."
"Shit," Urahara cursed. Miya's killing intent spiked. The Hannya mask began to from but faded at a look of curiosity from Urahara. Urahara looked disappointed as it faded. Miya's killing intent only increased.
"Mister Urahara," Miya began.
"Urahara is fine," Hat and Clogs said smiling.
"Only four things are forbidden at Izumo Inn," Miya continued as of uninterrupted. "Illicit sexual acts, dying, fighting, and obscene language. This is the only warning you get."
"Do you have many problems with dying?" Urahara asked smiling.
"Only recently." Miya said smiling in return. "Now I have to bring your family to the Inn. Ichigo, I was hoping you, Kazehana, Orihime, and Rukia would go shopping for me."
"Why so many?" Ichigo asked. "I could carry most of them."
"Kazehana can make them lighter and help you get the job done faster." Miya said turning to leave. "When you get back I want to discuss some things with everybody."
Ichigo felt a shiver go up his spine. Does she know something?
"Let's go Ichigo," Rukia said grasping his arm. A small smile on her lips. She is really excited to go shopping.
"Let's go shopping for food first," Orihime said grabbing his other arm.
"Miya asked for some clothes," Kazehana said smiling. "I'll grab them and meet you somewhere."
This is going to be a long trip, Ichigo thought shaking his head.
Author's Note:
Okay I rushed the ending of this one. I could have gone on but once again it would have been f-ing huge. As it is this one isn't great for length but if I continued it to the next best point to leave off at it would be over 10,000 words, so I decided to split it in two. This was once again meant to be out much earlier but thank you to the ass that hacked me. Because of you this entire story got held up by a lot. Sorry for the short length, the lateness, and any mistakes I made. I do not feel like this was my best work on this story. I will do better in the future. I would like to take this time to wish my newly married Cousin congratulations and I wish the best to the both of you. I have also started to have thoughts about future stories. I was thinking a Bleach WoT crossover or Bleach WoT Naruto (WoT is Wheel of Time). If you have a strong opinion on either one feel free to PM me. As always thanks for reading. Review as you see fit. John Hinde signing off.