An alarm went off somewhere nearby and I groaned into my pillow and turned my head the other direction. I never woke up this early and for a good reason too. I need my sleep. Even when I had work, I'd still sleep in until at least 9:30 before I opened shop simply because I'd stay up all night working. Half the time, that work was dealing with the spirits and the other half was spent building caskets.
The stupid alarm was still going off, but what really got me up, was Yoruichi jumping on my bare back. Jumping up in a panic, I allowed my sheets to pool around my ankles before sighing at the cat and turning off the alarm. She sure knows how to get me up in the morning. Pest. Grumbling to myself, I headed downstairs in only my boxers to start a cup of coffee.
As that was being done, I showered quickly and put on my new school uniform before grabbing a cup and chugging down the coffee despite the temperature. My throat burned for a moment, but I ignored it and picked up my bag, giving Yoruichi a glance as I headed out.
"Close the window on your way out." I muttered to her before making my way towards my new school.
Once I got there, I was headed to class and was introduced by the teacher; a spunky, easy-going woman.
"Hey, listen up! We got a new student. This is Satoshi Yuuma." She then turned to me as I yawned, a tear in the corner of my eye. "Go ahead and sit over by Kurosaki."
I headed in his direction and sat to his left before any more could be said. In fact, he still hadn't closed his mouth after realizing that I was here. Still tired, I yawned again and propped my head on my arms before dozing off.
"-toshi. Satoshi!"
Something hard smacked me upside the head and I rubbed the spot with a yawn. The teacher was standing there with a book in her hand and a frown on her face.
"You may be new here, but you could still pay attention, you know. Now what's the answer to number 45?"
I quickly glanced at the book and sighed. "31,564."
She blinked in surprise before glancing down at the book in her hands.
"Y-You're right."
I nodded and placed my head back on my arms. "And number 46 is 5,690."
Her eyes widened as she flipped the page and she paled, before smiling and laughing.
"Good! At least you know your stuff. Just no snoring, okay?"
I gave her a thumbs up and went back to sleep, ignoring the murmurs around me. That is, until lunch came around.
"Oi."
I blinked and opened an eye to see Ichigo hovering over me with a scowl.
"Hm."
"Don't 'hm' me. What the hell are you doing here?! I swear you just keep popping up like a fucking daisy!"
I yawned and stretched, before slumping back in my seat and leaning back a bit.
"It's better than pushing up daisies." I muttered.
"The hell it is. Just leave me alone, would ya?" He muttered back before heading off.
The moment he did, a boy wandered up and gave me a smile, holding out his hand.
"Hey. Sorry about him. I'm Mizuiro Kojima. You wanna join me for lunch?"
I stood up with my hands in my pockets and didn't bother shaking his hand. "Sure."
He didn't seem to mind and just smiled some more before stopping by a vending machine to get water. I grabbed a coffee-milk and a yakisoba bread while we were there and followed him up to the roof. Oddly enough, Ichigo and Kuchiki were there as well.
"You guys are together again." Mizuiro said. "You two sure get along well."
"Mizuiro." Ichigo said, then he glared at me as I took a bite of the bread. "Satoshi." he grumbled.
I gave him a blank glance in return and sat down next to Kuchiki while Mizuiro sat next to him. Like I said before, I'm not one for confrontations so I'd best avoid upsetting Ichigo. I should also figure out Kuchiki's full name. Ichigo glared again, but quickly turned back to Mizuiro.
"Dumbass. Does it look like we get along well?"
"You don't? Well, if you say so. But Ichigo, shouldn't you think about the impression you're giving to those around you?"
"Stupid. If I worried about what others thought, I'd have dyed my hair black long ago."
Mizuiro chuckled. "That's true. What about you, Satoshi?"
I blinked and paused with my bread inches from my open mouth, before setting it down. I hadn't expected him to drag me into the conversation.
"Hm?"
"Well, you're not exactly the average person, don't you worry about the impression you're giving off?"
"No. People can think what they want. Either way, we all end up dead sooner or later."
"Ah. You have a morbid sense of humor, I see."
I nodded. "Comes with the business."
"And what business is that?"
"He works at a morgue. I swear, his mind is a bit warped."
Mizuiro gave Ichigo a look, that he just ignored, but I nodded in confirmation. I did think my mind was a little off sometimes. I'm not exactly a normal person anyhow.
"Hello, Kuchiki!"
The dark haired girl turned towards Mizuiro and my lips tugged downwards a bit. I was enjoying watching her try and figure out how the straw works.
"Hello, um, Kojima?"
"Bingo! You remembered even though we haven't been properly introduced. I'm Mizuiro Kojima, age 15! My hobby is-"
"Womanizing." Ichigo interrupted.
"Huh?! N-No it isn't. You're horrible." Mizuiro defended.
"With this face, yet he's all over them. Watch out."
I gave him a blank look as I played along. "I didn't know you were that kind of person, Mizuiro."
"Ah! Not you too, Satoshi! Stop it. You're ruining my reputation. I'm only interested in older girls! All girls my age are safe!"
"Not very reassuring." I muttered to myself, just barely picking up on what Ichigo said.
"That's why I told her to watch out."
The others didn't seem to hear, but they also didn't notice the other aura that was approaching.
"Hey. Can I join you guy-I-Is that S-S-Satoshi?!"
I gazed up at the brown haired guy and tilted my head to the side in confusion. Do I know him? I don't believe so. But then…how does he know me?
"Hey, Keigo." Ichigo responded. "And don't worry about Satoshi. The guy's a lazy smartass."
There was a quiet 'clonk' as my empty yakisoba wrapper hit Ichigo in the head and he glared at me.
"Oops. My hand slipped."
"I'll show you whose hand slipped-" He went to get up, but Mizuiro held him back for me.
"Now, Ichigo."
Keigo reluctantly came closer, but he kept giving me glances out of the corner of his eyes occasionally; I ignored him, choosing instead to take Kuchiki's drink and straw away from her and punching the straw in myself. Handing it back, she gave me a smile and I sighed with a grumble.
"You shouldn't smile like that. It's too fake."
She stiffened while my fingers twitched, aching for a cigarette that I knew I couldn't have on school grounds, when a loud shout interrupted our little luncheon.
"Ow! What are you do-"
Keigo suddenly stopped shouting the moment he caught sight of a large orange haired punk. And I'm not talking about Ichigo. This guy's obviously a jerk though. Best ignore him.
"Yo, Kurosaki."
"Friend of yours?" I questioned Ichigo.
"Che. Yeah right. More like a chattering monkey that won't leave me alone." He muttered, barely loud enough for me to hear.
"Hey! Kurosaki! When are you gonna dye your hair? With that bleached hair and drooping eyes, you're coping me."
"Shut up. How many times do I have to tell you, this is my natural hair color. And I ain't copying you. Do something about your own hair, you chicken-head. Lay any eggs lately?"
"Chick-You bastard!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Let's not fight! Okay!" Keigo tried to diffuse the situation, but chicken-head turned towards me as my drink just about reached it's end. The noise of me trying to get the last drops catching his attention.
"And who the hell is this? You trying to copy me too?"
I gazed at him boredly, scanning him up and down for a moment. "Hm, 187 by 140 by 77 centimeters."
"Huh?" He said in confusion.
"It's the measurements for your casket." I said blankly before he swung a punch at me.
"I'm gonna kick yur arse!"
"Satoshi!" Keigo shouted, but I just stared at the oncoming fist, ready to move if I needed to, but I didn't. Since it seemed someone was looking out for me and his hand was grabbed before he was flipped through the air. I looked up at the big guy and found a dark, tanned guy covered in bandages and holding a yakisoba bread.
"Thanks." I said. "Satoshi Yuuma."
"Sado Yasutora. Call me Chad."
I nodded and we stared at each other for a moment, having a silent conversation. You didn't seem concerned. Heard you coming. You strong? Maybe. Hm.
"Uh, Chad?"
Chad ended our mental conversation and turned towards Keigo who gave him a smile.
"Be more careful. You could've killed Ooshima. You did save us though."
He just hummed when Ichigo caught sight of his injuries.
"You're injured? What happened?"
Chad pointed to his head. "My head, from yesterday. Steel beam fell from above."
"St-Steel beam?!" Everyone but me shouted. He's definitely strong. I suddenly itched for a fight, but shoved the emotion back. "Best not to fight if you don't have to." I let out a deep breath to calm myself before tuning back in to the conversation Ichigo and the others were having, just as Chad set down a cage with a parakeet inside.
"Oh? What's with the bird?" Keigo asked.
"Hello! My name is Yuuichi Shibata! What are your names?"
My stomach twisted into knots at the voice of the young boy, and I felt sick as his aura swept over me. He's just a kid…
"Chad, where'd you get the parakeet?" Ichigo asked and Chad easily avoided the question.
"Yesterday…I got it."
"Hey! You quit the explanation because it was too much work, didn't you?! That's a bad habit! Tell us!" Keigo shouted and I rolled my eyes.
It was obvious Chad had picked it up from someone, but he just didn't want to bring more trouble to people. He was hiding things to keep people safe. Just like me.
Ichigo stared at Chad for a moment longer when Rukia spoke.
"Don't worry. Something is inside of it, but it's nothing evil. It's nothing more than a lonely spirit. Though it could become a hollow if left alone. It would be wise to send it to the afterlife tonight."
"Roger. There goes more of my sleeping time."
"No complaining!"
"Yeah, yeah."
Ichigo was still worried for the kid, but he felt a bit better knowing that the kid wasn't going to turn all hollow any minute. Rukia, on the other hand, was still slightly worried about something unrelated. He's now worrying over others after feeling the presence of their spirit. Perhaps he's gained some of what it takes to be a shinigami. What I'm worried about is that other kid…Satoshi Yuuma. He's different from the others. I don't know what it is, but something's off about him. And then that figure I saw the other night. Ichigo didn't see him, but whoever it was, was watching us for a while before he disappeared, and he had no spiritual pressure at all.
Eventually, after school was over, Ichigo headed home while Rukia disappeared. Probably to go hide in my closet or something. How the hell does she live in there anyhow? Ichigo scowled, but loosened up as he reached his house. The moment he walked in the door though, chaos seemed to ensue.
"Brother, move out of the way!" Yuzu shouted as she rushed past him with a box of medical supplies.
"What's the rush? Yuzu-"
Before she could even respond, Karin hurried a man on a bed down the hall.
"Move it! Move it!"
"What's going on here?!" Ichigo asked as Yuzu stood by the door.
"An accident! There was a car accident at the intersection!"
"Car accident…" There's been a lot of those lately. First Orihime and Satoshi, who's next?
"What?!" Ichigo's father shouted from another room. "I said I need 4 beds! You can't accept that many?! Do something! We don't have the equipment to help all of these people!" He paused as someone on the other line of the phone spoke. "Listen! Tell your manager that this is a 'request from Kurosaki'! Then tons of beds will open up! You got that?! Damn it! These lower level fools!" He yelled as he slammed the phone down on the receiver.
"D-Dad…Anything I can help with?" Ichigo questioned from behind the safety of the door. Dad can be a bit scary when he gets like this…
"No! Stay in the corner so you are out of the way!"
Ichigo did as he was told and soon sat helplessly in a corner in a slight depression. I don't see why I can't help. I mean, I help spirits all the time. Surely I could do something…
"Kyaa! Satoshi?!"
Ichigo perked up at the sound of his younger sister's shout, while his Dad rushed into the room.
"Whoa! A big one has arrived! And how do you keep finding yourself in these situations, Satoshi?! Ichigo! A job for you! Help carry him!"
Ichigo stood up and hurried into the room, only to pause as he saw who his father was carrying and who was helping him.
"Chad?! Satoshi?!"
Sweat rolled down both of their faces, but Satoshi seemed slightly better off. Then again, maybe it's just because he's so straight faced… Ichigo shook his head of the thought and grabbed Chad's other arm from Satoshi, helping his father bring him over to one of the examining tables. Chad removed his shirt and everyone's eyes went wide at the sight of the wound on Chad's back. It almost looked like a bloody demonical hand print and Yuzu sucked in a breath.
"Yikes. What horrible wounds."
Ichigo suddenly tensed while his dad looked over the wound. This feeling…
"This is terrible. Looks like a burn. Plus, it's bleeding all over. You'll have to remain-"
"No. I-I'm fine now." Chad argued as he replaced his shirt and got up, only for Satoshi to stand in front of him and stare him down. Neither said a word and the other people in the room glanced back and forth between the two for a moment until Satoshi sighed and knocked Chad out, grabbing him with a wince and lying him face down on the table.
"Hey! What'd you go and knock him out for?!" Ichigo yelled. He did not appreciate his friend being knocked unconscious by someone he barely knew.
"He was going to try and leave no matter what you did. I just stopped him before he could die of blood loss. It's a pain to clean them up afterwards."
"Ahah! Always the jokes with you." Isshin sighed with a small, worn-out grin. "Yuzu, Karin! Get two beds ready!"
"No need, Isshin. I'm fine."
He turned around and stared seriously at Satoshi while Ichigo helped carry Chad to his bed.
"I don't believe that for an instant. You may be strong, I'll admit that, but I saw you struggling with Chad earlier. You can't hide these things from me, now take off your shirt so I can see the damage."
Satoshi's lips curled down into a slight frown, but he removed his shirt to reveal three long gashes and a multitude of older scars; from cigarette burns to belt marks to knife wounds scattered along his back. Isshin winced, but began cleaning and stitching up the fresh wounds just as Ichigo walked back in the room to ask if there was anything else for him to do.
"Dad, is there-"
His eyes widened as Satoshi stared at him with a straight face and Isshin turned around with a sigh. Grabbing what he was using, he patted Ichigo on the shoulder as he walked past.
"I'll be back. I need to get the bandages. Stay here."
"H-Huh? O-O-Oh. Okay."
Isshin left and Ichigo shoved his hands in his pocket and shuffled in place uncomfortably. He was curious about the scars and what Satoshi was doing with Chad, but he seriously didn't want to get too personal. He doesn't like it when people ask him about his mother, so he was sure Satoshi probably wouldn't want to talk about it either.
"You going to ask or just stand there?"
Ichigo frowned. "I wasn't going to ask. It's your business. Not mine."
"Hn. Interesting."
Ichigo stared at Satoshi, stunned. Did he just…laugh? A-And he's smiling! Only a little bit, but that's the first time I've seen any emotion on his face besides boredom. Satoshi noticed him staring and the small grin dropped. Shit. He saw me staring.
"Uh, interesting?" Ichigo questioned, to get Satoshi's attention off him for a minute.
"Yes. Most would just ask."
"I'm back!" Isshin said loudly before he went over and started bandaging Satoshi's back.
The room seemed to be a bit tense, but no one took notice of it and after Satoshi replaced his shirt, his stomach growled and he sighed.
"I always get dragged into things at dinner time." He mumbled before Isshin offered to get him some food. Well…Ichigo thought as he headed towards his room. Looks like I'll have to ask what happened later.
I couldn't sleep that night, the aura of the parakeet and the pain in my back keeping me from getting any rest at all. I could've technically healed it myself, but that would be suspicious so I didn't. Although, I wasn't able to think about it long before I spotted Chad sneaking out of the clinic with the parakeet. He, surprisingly didn't notice me, despite the fact that I had been leaning my head out of my window to smoke. Knowing that he was being attacked by some hollow, I left behind him but headed to my place to grab my gear first so I wouldn't be recognized. Isshin isn't going to be happy with me…
It took me a bit to search through the mass of auras in the area in order to find Chad's, and once I began heading over there, another aura suddenly spiked and I stopped, turning my head in it's direction. That's…Ichigo's… I took a deep breath to keep from rushing his way and focused back on Chad's aura, hurrying towards the warehouse district. If Ichigo's a shinigami, then he can handle himself. Chad's the one I'm worried about at the moment. His spirit energy may be a bit higher than normal, but it's not enough to utilize it. I didn't even have a chance to get all the way into the warehouse district before Chad rushed out with the bird cage in his hands and a monster watching from a small distance away.
Should I go for it? I stopped, feeling Ichigo's aura coming closer. I can't. Not with him getting closer. Wait…is that- I turned away from the monster with wide eyes, feeling not only Kuchiki's aura, but one of Ichigo's sisters' auras as well. That's not good. She can't get caught up in this. I need to keep and eye on that monster and- I turned back and cursed under my breath, having lost sight of the monster. Calm down. I may not know where it is, but I know who it's after. Taking a deep breath, I hurried back towards Chad, keeping track of Ichigo and Karin's auras. As I ran and got closer, I felt Ichigo and Karin head off in one direction, but Kuchiki was heading towards Chad still and thus, towards the monster. Not good. Just as I reached where Kuchiki was, the monster revealed itself and managed to knock her back. Thankfully, she looked alright.
"Heh," The monster chuckled. "You didn't die from one hit, huh? You're really something. Plus, it seems that you can see me. What in the world are you?"
Kuchiki suddenly jumped up and kneed it in the face before launching herself over it's head and began shouting some sort of mantra. What I didn't expect was the fireball that exploded on the back of the monster's head. That's what she is? Another shinigami?! Where are they all coming from?! I mentally shouted, before spotting something out of the corner of my vision. There, running along a wall, was a little monster and, judging by the direction it was heading, Chad was going to have a problem. Let's hope Kuchiki can handle him for a bit longer. I thought, before rushing over to where I felt Chad's aura stop.
Oddly enough, his aura started heading back towards the monster, but the parakeet's was still in the same place and the little monsters were still heading towards it. Why is this monster so desperate to get this parakeet? It can't just be because of the boy's soul unless…the kid has something it wants? I debated quietly with myself, before groaning and heading towards the parakeet, using my sword to slice up the little monsters and picking up the cage.
"U-Um, please don't hurt me, mister."
I shook my head. "I'm here to…help, but you must stay quiet."
He nodded, and I tucked the cage under my arm and hurried over to where the others were. When I got there, I was just in time to see Kuchiki get hit by some leech looking objects that I had seen earlier when I cut the little monsters. I really need a better name to call them… Chad caught her before she hit the ground, but the leeches had me worried. After all, I had dealt with these monsters before, but I haven't had one that used smaller monsters like this.
"Heh, heh, heh! That's right!" The monster chuckled. "Those are leeches! Once they're sucking onto you, they're hard to get off! Besides, they're not just ordinary leeches! Those are my targets!"
The monster pulled out a fork-shaped tongue and it emitted a high pitched whistle, and my fears were confirmed as the leeches on Kuchiki exploded.
"Hehe! Surprised, shinigami?! Those leeches are miniature bombs! They explode only in reaction to the sound from my tongue! It was careless to think that flying is my only ability! Geeze! You shinigami! Hehehe!"
Chad stepped forward and the monster chuckled.
"I wouldn't do that. I already have some of my little friends nearby with the little birdy."
The parakeet went to say something, but I held a finger to my mouth, telling the bird to stay silent for a bit longer. Chad froze up, knowing that there was nothing he could do as the monster chuckled.
"Looks like you understand! Hehehe! Pretty smart, bug guy! I'll make sure the bird gets it if you take a single step! Well! Next is your turn to be smart, shinigami! Run around so I can have fun hunting down just you!"
Kuchiki started standing and I shifted my stance, ready to move.
"Don't move from here, Chad. He intends to blow up the birdcage immediately, if you take a single step."
"But…transfer student, you…"
"No need to worry about me." She said confidently. "I promised…not to mess up!"
She took off running and I watched as the monster and his little friends chased after her, before I revealed myself to Chad, standing before him and holding out the bird cage. He looked shocked, but accepted the cage as I jumped up onto the wall and gave him one order.
"Stay here."
I took off running thing, following Kuchiki's aura, and catching up quickly; just in time to see her miss a little monster running along the fence. The moment it went to cover her in leeches, I jumped between them and grabbed her, ignoring the squelching sound as the leeches hit my shoulder.
"Oh! A new player!" The monster said, pulling out his forked tongue. "Too bad you're covered in my little friends!"
He whistled and the leeches exploded, causing me to cringe, but I kept running, ignoring the laughter coming from the monster as Kuchiki fidgeted in my arms.
"H-Hey! Let me go!"
I ignored her, tightening my grip and jumping up to dodge a little monster that had been thrown at me.
"Hey, hey, hey! Where are you trying to go?! You don't have to just run off. It's okay, retaliate!"
I then sensed another presence and stopped, shoulders relaxing ever so slightly, confusing the monster.
"Huh? What? You're giving up? How boring. It's a rare opportunity to chase around a shinigami, much less two."
I turned to face it, eyes conveying my boredom as I spoke, trying to keep my voice as indistinguishable as possible by lowering it.
"I'm not giving up…There's no need to entertain you any longer."
"Ah? What'd you say?"
"You said that it's okay to retaliate, right?" Kuchiki said, squirming and I finally let her down. "In that case, we'll take your advice!"
"What do you mean?"
I stared back at the monster and then looked up, making the monster start to as well, only for Ichigo to jump on his head.
"Right, Ichigo?!" Kuchiki called out to him and he looked down at us with a glare.
"What's with this 'Right, Ichigo' crap?! Don't try to be all cool when you're all beaten up! Didn't you say you wouldn't mess up and cause me to worry?! And who's this guy?!"
I blinked slowly, not really caring to answer, and Kuchiki spoke instead.
"Idiot. Only someone who's at least a little worried would say a line like that."
"Heh, that's true too." He said as the monster began to complain.
"Ugh! How long are you gonna stand on my hea-"
Ichigo jumped down and turned around. "Ichigo Kurosaki, age fifteen! Presently, the acting shinigami! If you wanna chase around shinigami, then don't you have the wrong opponent?!"
"Bastard! The 'acting shinigami' you say? Now that you mention it, your soul smells even tastier than the miss over there. Dang, I made a mistake. When you two split up earlier, I should have targeted you from the beginning!"
The little monsters from before shot leeches at us the same moment that Kuchiki shoved Ichigo's soul from his body and I grabbed a hold of it and her before jumping with Ichigo onto the monster's head.
"You're slow." Ichigo said, swinging his large sword down and slicing into the monster's shoulder.
Too shallow. He's inexperienced. I mused, setting Kuchiki down for now and adjusting Ichigo's body, tossing it over my shoulder. Ichigo sent me a brief glance from over his shoulder.
"Chad mentioned some ninja guy dropping off his birdcage. I'm guessing he meant you?"
I shrugged, lazily looking around and leaning my head back to look up at the clouds, making him impatient.
"Oi! Look at someone when they're talking to you!"
"Ichigo!" Kuchiki scolded. "He's not the issue at the moment. The leeches those small things spit out, make sure you're careful of them, they're bombs!"
Ichigo sent me one more look, but turned back to focus on the monster.
"Damn…You made Karin cry…took hostages…attacked a passive woman without hesitation…You're a complete bastard, huh?"
"Well, yeah. But it's going to be this bastard that will eat you."
I watched as Ichigo attacked the monster and grew bored quickly, tired of watching Ichigo's horrible stances as he fought and instead brought his body over to a large telephone pole and sat it up against the fence with a grimace. Kuchiki came over as well, probably not wanting to be caught up in the fight and watched as I took a deep breath and made my hand glow green, healing up the damage done to my shoulder from the leeches. I only looked her way when she gasped in shock.
"You…You know the healing arts?"
Healing what? I looked over at my hand and back up at her. If she means this, then I guess so. I should probably heal her injuries too. I pointed at her and she recoiled in confusion. I really don't want to speak again. Frowning, I pointed to my still glowing hand and back at her.
"You want to…heal me?"
I nodded and she hesitantly sat down beside me, allowing me to heal her arm and head just as Chad came running up with the parakeet.
"I-Ichigo?! W-What's happened to Ichigo?!"
As Kuchiki started explaining, I watched as Ichigo fought and the disaster he was creating of the road. Doesn't he know the city doesn't have enough money to clean up after all of his messes? I frowned though when Ichigo had the monster in the perfect position to finish him, but stopped to ask about it. He's soft…He…shouldn't be dwelling on their past. Just then, I heard the parakeet behind me say something I didn't expect.
"I'm sorry…I'm sorry…I want mommy to come back to life, but…but I…"
"Wait." I said, ignoring the fact that I had used my voice after saying I wasn't going to. "Who told you there was a way to do that?"
"H-He said if I could run away from him for 3 months t-that he'd return my mommy back to life."
A boiling pool of raw hatred sank into my stomach and I stood, ignoring everything Kuchiki was saying to me and walking over to the monster, just barely hearing him laugh.
"Your mom is waiting to be rescued!…It's fun, you know?! With that line alone, that brat would soon perk up! He'd wail, 'mommy, mommy'."
Ichigo swung his sword, but the monster stopped it and threw a handful of those little monsters at him, which he caught.
"Don't be so disturbed, shinigami! You're stance is unguarded! See?! They hit you! This time, it's over! Hahaha!"
The monster pulled out it's tongue, but Ichigo was too fast and slammed his fist full of bombs into the monster's mouth.
"Hey, I'm returning these bombs. What? You'd set off the bombs with that tongue, right? Let's hear you make a sounds with that tongue! You won't do it, huh? So then I'll just take your tongue!"
Ichigo jumped back with said appendage in his hand as the monster wailed.
"Bastard! How dare you! My tongu-" He cut himself off upon catching sight of me and the immense amount of killing intent I was radiating. "Y-You…"
He fell backwards and went to scoot out of range, but it was too late, I already pulled out my weapon and stabbed it into his upper thigh. I muttered under my breath and two more swords appeared in my hands, both glowing and a dark shade of red, before they were stabbed into his other leg and the other into his shoulder as I stepped close to the wailing monster.
"How does it feel?" I said back, voice so emotionless that it was scary. Can you enjoy it just a little? How it's like to be the one on the other side of the knife?"
The monster squealed, slicing off it's own legs and trying to fly off. Ichigo went off after him, equally furious as he sliced through the head of the monster and finally finished it off. The moment he did though, a set of doors came crashing down and I frowned, moving past Kuchiki, who reached out and stopped me.
"Who are you?"
I gave her a look and raised a hand up, snapping my fingers as my sword appeared in my hand, sheathing it and walking off with my final parting words.
"A lost soul."