Bianchi ducked under Daisuke's head and pushed him. Bianchi had impressive strength. Daisuke was pushed off the ground and slammed into a tree. Daisuke slouched, his sword sticking into the ground. He pushed his body off the ground and ran back into the pit. Bianchi had his disc-like weapon in his hands. Daisuke slashed downward into Bianchi's neck. Bianchi reflected his attack with the disc. Daisuke slashed his sword upward. Bianchi reflected the attack with his disc. Bianchi was reading Daisuke's mind. He followed his moves and reflected all his slashes. Daisuke finally found an opening where he slashed his sword at Bianchi's neck. A large black void opened up in Bianchi's neck and Daisuke's sword went through him.

Bianchi's body sank into black goo like rain being absorbed into dirt. Daisuke tried to slash him but Bianchi already sank into the ground. A pair of arms choked Daisuke. Daisuke was raised up and thrown towards the trees. The tree would crack Daisuke's head open. Daisuke closed his eyes preparing for his head to be open. However, his sword went through the tree bark. Daisuke tried to pull his sword out. He couldn't. The sword was stuck.

Daisuke was raised off the ground and thrown into the mud pit by Bianchi. Daisuke was in the center of the mud pit, Bianchi admiring his sword; then Bianchi sank into the ground. Daisuke was almost back to his feet when Bianchi appeared and kicked him to the dirt. Daisuke tried to grab Bianchi's feet. Bianchi's foot vanished before Daisuke could touch it.

" Do you have a name for your sword?" said Bianchi. His voice was a low murmur. " The reason you can't cut so well is because sword's are stronger when you give them names?"

Daisuke didn't have any strength left. There were only two options. He could pull the sword out of the tree and used it to fight against Bianchi a second time. Or he could just sit here, bide his time, and wait for Bianchi to drop a sword through his head. Daisuke flicked his head off. It almost felt like a dagger was going through his back. Daisuke tried to reach his sword.

"Do you have a name for your sword? The reason you can't cut so well is because sword's are stronger when you give them names?"

" A name…"

Bianchi licked his lips. He raised his disc weapon with both hands on the handles. He was about to plunge that disc weapon into his neck. One slash was all it would take to cut his head off. Bianchi plunged the sword at Daisuke, Daisuke reflected it with his sword. With quick reflexes, Daisuke was able to pick the sword out of the tree and swung it at Bianchi's weapon.

" My swords name is Yoshimito."

Daisuke pushed Bianchi off of him, spun around and decapitated Bianchi. A long vertical blue line stretched out over Bianchi's neck. His head reattached. Bianchi moved with stupendous speed to the other end of the dirt hole.

" That was an interesting trick." Bianchi tossed his disc-like weapon up and down and caught it in his right arm. Bianchi raised the weapon to his face and licked it. " A weapon is stronger when you care for it and believe it is something more than what it is – a tool. But it takes much more than guts and precision to master a full powerful weapon, Daisuke."

Bianchi raised his weapon over his head and threw it into the ground. His weapon disappeared. The weapon vanished into the ground and came back up almost hitting Daisuke. Daisuke fell to his feet and landed on his rump. The disc vanished again. Daisuke jumped back to his feet and ran three steps as the weapon emerged from the ground. This was a sneaky trick of Bianchi. Just like his power to move his skin away, Bianchi was moving his weapon through the shadows. There was no telling where his weapon would come out.

" C'mon," said Bianchi looking disappointed at Daisuke. " If you can't even get through a little trick like this you'll never defeat our leader. Compared to him I'm like a peanut." Daisuke looked in the glimmer of Bianchi. Small tears were dripping down his cheeks. He was crying.

The disc-like weapon soared behind Daisuke. Daisuke quickly dropped to the ground before the razor blade could slice him. It soared towards Bianchi. However, just as the blade was about to slice through his torso, his body separated. The blade went through Bianchi's second half, and then reattached itself. The weapon kept popping up around Daisuke.

" This guy has to have some kind of weakness," Daisuke thought. " Everyone has a weakness. What's his?"

Daisuke was cut. Blood splurged from Daisuke's arm over his clothes. Daisuke howled in pain. Bianchi's weapon cut into him so hard he might've cut an appendage. The disc-like object vanished in the shadows. Then it appeared about to fall on Daisuke. But Daisuke used quick reflexes in his right hand to reflect the weapon. Daisuke stared at Bianchi with a sour frown. The object vanished into the shadows. The disc object popped up around Bianchi barricading him inside.

" I believe in Yoshimito. I believe you're strong."

Daisuke clutched Yoshimito with both his hands and charged at Biancih. Bianchi's weapon the disc-like weapon emerged from the ground and swooshed towards Daisuke. Daisuke roared with all his might. Daisuke raised over his head and slashed it at the weapon. The sword pushed through the weapon and cracked it.

" No way!"

Bianchi's weapon was destroyed. It became two halves of the weapon it once was. Daisuke picked up both halves and threw them into the woods. Bianchi was too stunned to move. But Daisuke was still going to fight Bianchi. He picked up his weapon and charged at Bianchi. Daisuke hacked at Bianchi's neck. The sword went through the line and did not harm Bianchi; blood erupted from Bianchi's right hand.

" Guah!"

Bianchi cried, only once as he covered his bleeding hand. Daisuke said, " I figured you must have a weakness. I didn't know what kind of weakness a sick bastard like you could have: if you are concentrated on protecting only one spot, does that mean your other parts are vulnerable? I figured that out when you wouldn't move when your little toy bombarded me."

" He knew!" Daisuke pushed Bianchi to the ground. Bianchi was disarmed and had no way to protect himself from Daisuke's wrath. " Don't kill me…don't kill me!"

" Who is your leader? What's his name? What does he want in the Hinata House?"

Daisuke shook Bianchi around. Daisuke hated Bianchi with all his might, but he also wanted him alive. He was the only clue he had that could take him to his leader.

" Where's your leader's hideout!" shouted Daisuke

" Eat me," Bianchi smirked.

Daisuke lost control of his temper and lashed out at Bianchi. He slugged him in his right cheek. Bianchi tried to create a hole Daisuke would punch into, but Daisuke stabbed Bianchi in his right hand. Bianchi cried. Daisuke held his hand over Bianchi's mouth to make sure his cry couldn't be heard.

" I'm going to ask you again, where is your leader's hideout!"

" What are you asking me for? I've never seen his face. No one has seen his face—"

Daisuke punched Bianchi in his face. He punched him in his face again. Bianchi cried in pain. Daisuke grabbed his neck and choked him.

" WHERE IS YOUR LEADER'S HIDEOUT!"

Bianchi couldn't stand this abuse anymore. He sang like a canary bird . " He's just up that ladder."

" That's a nice joke," Daisuke said. " What ladder?"

Bianchi pointed his fingers behind Daisuke. Daisuke turned around and saw the ladder Bianchi told him about. Daisuke let go. Daisuke was a good six steps away from Bianchi when he heard Bianchi's jollity voice.

" I'm sorry," he said. Daisuke turned his face around and saw Bianchi clapping his hands together. Daisuke was confused. Was this some kind of apology? " I never meant to hurt you. My leader just told me you're a hunter. But you're not a hunter. You're a good guy."

"You think I'm a hero? I am not a hero. . I meant to beat you to death and drink your blood from a boot! Now this is how it's gonna work. I'll be searching for your leader."

" Wait. Now that I have given you the location of my leader they'll be searching for me. Let me travel with you for my protection."

" Not interested."

Daisuke made his way towards the ladder. He was a good eleven steps away from Bianchi when something fell from the sky and jabbed a spear through Bianchi's head. Daisuke gasped. The thing pulled its spear out of Bianchi's head. This thing was a bat demon.

" You bastard!" Daisuke said. " This man was on the same side as you. Why did you kill him?"

" Hmph!" The bat demon scoffed. " You're stupid! None of us are friends. We come and we go. When one of us makes a mistake it affects all of us. You think he was tough? You think you're tough? You're not tough. You're not even tough enough to clean out my snout." The demon's nose transformed into a pig's nose. He snorted in and out like a pig.

Daisuke put both his hands on the hilt of his sword and charged at the bat demon. Daisuke's sword moved with his quick sword technique. He slashed his sword downward. The bat demon vanished before Daisuke's eyes. Daisuke was smacked behind his back by the hilt of the spear. Daisuke quickly got back to his feet.

" You lose. Climb up the ladder to Hell if you want too, but you still won't stop us."

The demon's wings opened and he flew high into the ladder. Daisuke grew two angel wings and flew after the bat demon. But, when he was barely off the ground, a man grabbed his legs and pulled him to the ground.

" Wait!" It was Goro pulling on his foot. From how worried he was, he did something bad. " Take me with you!"

" No! Get off of me!" Daisuke flew higher into the ground struggling against Goro. He made it two feet of the ground before Ichigo ran up to him and grabbed Goro's legs. Daisuke made it twenty feet off the ground before his wings exploded and they fell onto the ladder. " Great. I'm stuck in this ladder with these two assholes. How can this get any worse?"

" Ah!" Goro and Ichigo ran around in circles screaming. " We're up too high! We're up too high! Sea Weasels!"

" That's how."