A Captain's Love: Part One
Requested By: XxWolfMan95xX

Anime: Bleach

Reader:
Yuki Okami
Female
21
Long brown hair that goes down her back, held in a ponytail, blue eyes, wears glasses, pale skin, 5'0", D-cup, small curves, wears a wolf necklace
Soul Society. Substitute Soul Reaper.
Human
Shikai

Character:
Sajin Komamura
Male
Unknown
Brown fur all over his body except lower jaw and below, pointed brown ears with black tips, brownish gold eyes, wears the traditional Soul Reaper outfit with Captain's haiori with the number 7 in Japanese kanji on back, gauntlets on hands, boots.
Soul Society. Soul Reaper, Captain of Squad 7
Shikai, Bankai, massive strength

Plot: Prior, during, and post Soul Society arc. Sajin and Yuki meet when he shows up injured in her yard. Not saying any more because it will ruin the story.
Relationship: Growing
Word Count: 5, 174

A thud surprised Yuki Okami, startling her so bad she dropped the manga she was reading. Rushing over to her window, her blue eyes widened behind her glasses at the figure splayed across her lawn. Grabbing a light sweatshirt as she ran out her door, she threw it over her pink flannel pajamas as her feet thundered down the stairs. Throwing open the door, she barely registered the freezing temperature as she rushed over to the figure's side. "Are you alright!?" The figure moaned, its arms attempting to push its massive frame up. Quickly making her way over to the head, the 21-year-old woman gasped at the sight.

The person's head was… well… a wolf's head, half covered with some sort of helmet. Sapphire eyes widened as a brownish gold one captured their gaze. In the faint light shining from her second-story bedroom window, Yuki could tell the… thing's… fur was a brown, made almost black by the low light and blood that trickled from his wounds. Its ears twitched as it heard another gasp pass her lips.

"Are you… able to see me?" Snapping out of her daze, Yuki scoffed.

"No. I'm just freaking out over nothing and talking to air." To her surprise, the thing… man, she decided to call it since the voice was obviously male, chuckled.

"I see. I'm sorry to have frightened you, Miss… uh…" He fully sat up, resting a furred-and-gauntlet-covered hand on his head. "Might I have the pleasure of knowing your name?"

"Yuki Okami. You can tell me yours once we get you inside." The wolf-man shook his head, shakily standing. Yuki gulped as he rose to his full height, towering over her.

"I appreciate the offer, Miss Yuki, but I'll be fine."

"Be fine my ass. That wound says otherwise." His visible eye blinked, widening in surprise. One of her hands flew out, her fist clenched save for one finger that was pointed towards the front door. "Get inside. Now." Her tone left no room for argument.

Sighing in defeat, he began walking, only to collapse again. Yuki shot forward, catching his shoulder. She grunted as his heavy body made contact with her slight one. "Apologies."

"It's alright. Geez, how much blood did you lose? Come on." Shifting her stance, she draped his arm over her shoulders. "Let's go." They slowly began to make their way towards her house, Yuki coaxing the massive wolf-man every step of the way.

After what seemed like an eternity, the duo made it to Yuki's room. In her haste to get downstairs, she had failed to close the door, something she was eternally thankful for. Settling her massive charge on the ground next to her bed, she ran off to get her medical kit from the kitchen. By the time she had made it back, he was already asleep.

Yuki smiled softly. "Alright big guy. Let's get you cleaned up."

狼の心

Sajin moaned, squeezing his eyes shut before blinking them open. Raising a hand to his head, his eyes fully opened when his touch was met with bandages. No helmet. 'Who…!'

Fully lifting his head, Sajin scanned his surroundings. It was clearly a female's room, causing the Soul Reaper's face to heat up slightly. He was leaning against a rather large bed adorned with a light blue comforter with a soft pink pillow resting atop it. A desk sat in the right hand corner opposite him, upon which sat his helmet. A dresser was across from that, almost parallel exactly. Two doors led from the room, one he assumed to be the entrance to the bathroom, the other the pathway to the remainder of the dwelling. The door directly across from him opened, snapping him from his thoughts.

A young woman walked in, her gaze focused on the tray she held in her hands. This provided Sajin the opportunity to observe her. She couldn't have been more than twenty years of age, but he was no expert on human ages. Her brown hair was held in a ponytail that hung to her waist, while her blue eyes sparkled from behind her glasses. Her pale skin was rosy with health, and some amount of exertion, if her labored breathing was anything to go by.

He watched as she sat the tray down on the desk, wiping her hands off as she turned. When her eyes met his, she froze up. Neither said anything for a while, just staring at each other. She was the one who broke the silence.

"I'm glad to see you're awake. Are you feeling alright?" Sajin blinked a couple times, before nodding.

"Yes, thank you." Her name came back to him. "You are called Yuki, are you not?" She smiled, walking over to kneel next to him.

"I am. Yuki Okami." Her smile grew slightly. "I never got your name, by the way."

"Sajin Komamura, Captain of Squad 7." Her head tilted in confusion.

"Captain? Squad 7?" Komamura silently cursed himself.

"I'm sorry." To his surprise, she chuckled.

"Don't be. Tell you what, you tell me what this Squad 7 is while I rebandage your wounds, and I'll tell you somethings about me. Deal?" Sajin surprised himself when he readily agreed. Yuki smiled again, turning to walk back to the desk, picking up a few things. "I hope you don't mind, but I had to cut some of your fur in order to tend to your wound." Sajin smiled softly, letting the young woman unwrap his head.

"Not at all." Yuki sighed, having to stand on her knees to fully reach across his head. "Now, about Squad 7…"

狼の心

"So… let me get this straight." Yuki sat across from Sajin, her legs crossed. Sajin held a cup of tea, occasionally sipping it. "You guys are Soul Reapers, that defend the Earth from evil souls called Hollows, and perform something called a Konso on souls that haven't changed in order to send them to the Soul Society, which is where you live. In the Soul Society, there are 13 Court Guards, of which you are a Captain."

"Pretty much." Sajin took a sip of his tea. "Now, how did you know how to heal me? Or, perhaps a better question would be, how can you see me?" Yuki shrugged.

"I'm in training to become a nurse, so that's how I knew how to tend to your wounds. But I don't know why I'm able to see you." Sajin nodded.

"I see. Do you live alone?"

"Yeah. I moved here once I graduated college so I could be closer to my medical school. College normally takes four years, but I finished it in three, which really isn't that uncommon nowadays." Sajin hummed to himself. "I've been meaning to ask: how do Soul Reapers travel back and forth from this world to the Soul Society?"

"We use our Zanpakutōs to open a gate. Unfortunately, I'm rather low on reiatsu at the moment, so I can't return." Yuki's brow furrowed in thought as she looked down. Sajin was afraid he had insulted her, when she looked back up at him, a smile on his face.

"Well then, it appears that I'll have to take care of you till you're healed, now won't I?" Sajin smiled, setting his cup down.

"It seems so. Thank you, Miss Yuki."

"Please. Just Yuki."

狼の心

It had been a month since Sajin had, quite literally, fallen into Yuki's life. Not that she was complaining. He was a very nice house guest, and extremely polite. He would always clean up from their meals if they ate in, or throw away the cartons if Yuki ordered takeout. He even walked her to school! At first, she had been worried, but it soon passed when no one threw a second glance at her. It only furthered hers and Sajin's suspicions that she wasn't entirely normal.

But… she had also found out why he wore the helmet. Albeit hesitant at first, Sajin had opened up to her about his past. She had cried when she was told of the horrible abuse and patronizing he had been subjected to, all because of his appearance. Not knowing what else to do, she had wrapped him in a hug, not offering any hollow words of encouragement, for both knew that it wouldn't do any good. It was after that moment that their relationship became a lot closer, and much more trusting.

Over the past three weeks, Yuki had been surprised to find out that she had developed a small crush for the Soul Reaper, but she wasn't particularly complaining about that either. She thoroughly enjoyed her time with him, and was in a perpetual good mood. She found he had a great sense of humor, was very caring and very well aware of his strength, not to mention extremely protective of her. He had showed her how to repair his helmet, but he hadn't worn it per her request. He was nervous at first, considering his past, but she had chased all of his fears away by gently stroking his cheek, telling him that there was no reason for him to be afraid, for she wasn't. Unfortunately, like all good things, it had to come to an end.

At breakfast that morning, Sajin had told Yuki that he was now capable of returning to the Soul Society. Her good mood had disappeared, but returned shortly when he told her that he could stay until nightfall. The walk to her school was silent, as usual, but this silence was different. This was the type of silence filled with things wanted to be said, but couldn't be. Sajin had worn his helmet today, and for that he was glad, because now Yuki couldn't see how tormented his soul was.

He, while he would never openly admit it, had become quite fond of the young human as well. He had thoroughly enjoyed his time with her, and honestly wanted to spend more with her. Besides the fact that he thought she was quite attractive, he was also amazed by how she was unafraid of him, and how she was able to hold a normal conversation with him. It helped that she wasn't a Soul Reaper, so she didn't have to be formal around him, but she saw him as a person, not a Captain… and certainly not as a freak.

Sajin sighed to himself as he rested against the wall outside Yuki's medical school. He glanced down at his Zanpakutō when it vibrated. "What do you want, Tenken?" A chuckle sounded in his head.

"You have grown quite fond of that human girl, haven't you?" Sajin rolled his eyes, resting his head on the wall.

"And what if I have? Her compassion and kindness to others is admirable, and she doesn't judge based on appearances."

"Don't bother going any further, my friend. She is human. Mortal. You are a Captain." Sajin gritted his teeth.

"There is no need to remind me."

"I'm merely the voice of reason." Tenken sighed. "I just don't want to see you hurt again. You've already been through so much." Sajin smiled softly, patting the hilt.

"Thank you, old friend."

"What I'm here for."

Inside the building, Yuki sighed for what felt like the umpteenth time while she stared out the window. Thankfully, no one noticed. After all, she wasn't that popular, but she didn't mind. From here, she could see Sajin relaxing against the inside of the wall. Yuki smiled to herself. 'This is my last day with Sajin, and I intend to spend it to the fullest.'

As soon as the bell rang, she threw her books in her bag, running down the hall. Sajin looked up in surprise as Yuki bolted out of the school like Hollows were on her tail. Out of reflex, he gripped his Zanpakutō. When he realized there was no danger, he relaxed, waiting patiently till she reached him.

"Are you ready to depart?" She nodded, covering it up by shaking hair out of her face. They walked a good way from the school before Yuki spoke.

"Come with me, Sajin. I want to show you something." She would have grabbed his hand, but, for obvious reasons, she didn't, instead hoisting her bag higher onto her shoulder and jogging down the sidewalk. Sajin picked up his pace, running alongside her.

"Where are we going, Yuki?" She just smiled, continuing to run. Sajin rolled his eyes, following. She led him to a park, sparsely populated with couples, runners, families with young children, and the occasional elderly couple sitting on a bench. Sajin's eyes widened, the soft evening breeze blowing through the eye holes of his helmet. Reaching up, he took it off, letting it blow through his fur unhindered. "It's beautiful."

"I used to come here with my mother when I was a kid. It's my favorite place in the city." Yuki looked up at him, smiling. "Come on." Shifting her bag to her other shoulder, she began to stroll through the park. Sajin followed, letting her lead him.

They ended up on the far end of the park, where a balcony overlooked the city as nighttime fell. Slowly, lights came on, as the sun sunk below the horizon. Sajin rested his hands on the railing, setting his helmet at his feet. Yuki stood next to him, the breeze flowing through her light brown hair.

When the sun was almost down, Yuki turned to her friend. "Before you go, I want you to have something." Sajin glanced at her. "To remember me by." Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a necklace. A silver moon pendant glittered at the end of the chain. Taking one of Sajin's hands, she placed in in his palm.

The Soul Reaper stared down at the necklace in awe. "I… thank you Yuki. I've never been given anything like this before." Yuki smiled.

"Then I'm glad I could be the first."

"I only wish I could give you something."

"Oh! Actually…" Yuki reached inside her bag again, pulling out another necklace. This one had a sitting wolf pendant that had its head raised as if it was howling. "They were a set. I thought it was perfect." Sajin smiled.

"I see. Could you help me put this on then?" He held up his left wrist. Yuki smiled, nodding. Reaching up, she fastened the clasp under the gauntlet, preventing it from falling off. The moon shone under his wrist. "My turn."

Taking her necklace, he gently reached around her, fastening her clasp behind her neck, careful to avoid her hair. Yuki blushed as his haiori wrapped around her, his naturally musky scent enveloping her. Pulling her hair out from the chain, Sajin smiled as he gently fingered the wolf pendant. "Beautiful." Yuki blushed deeper, but hid it by pulling Sajin into a hug.

"Will I see you again?" Sajin sighed, wrapping his arms around the young woman's slight frame. He rested his chin on her head.

"I do not know, Yuki. But… if I'm ever on a mission in the World of the Living again, I shall endeavor to visit you. Alright?" Yuki nodded against him, burying her face deeper into his haiori. They stayed like that for a little while, before Sajin pulled back. "I must go."

"I know." Sajin offered a small smile, before leaning down and picking up his helmet. The latches clicked, once more shutting his face off from the world. Unsheathing his Zanpakutō, he stabbed it into the air.

"Open!" Yuki's eyes widened when two doors appeared. Turning his sword, an unlocking sound was heard as the doors opened, revealing a light. Sajin sheathed his blade, casting one last glance over his shoulder. "Farewell, Yuki Okami." She smiled, masking her pain.

"Farewell, Captain Sajin Komamura." He nodded, walking into the light. It was only once the doors vanished did Yuki let the tears fall.

狼の心

It had been two months since Sajin left. Yuki had devoted herself to her studies, but she had also taken up an extracurricular activity: sword fighting. After obtaining a legal permit to carry a katana, she had found a local dojo to teach her. When asked why she was interested, she stated that she wished to know how to defend herself, should the need arise. It was a logical answer, so it wasn't questioned. So far, she had done well, and had built up a bit of muscle tone to boot.

Not a day went by when she didn't think of the Soul Reaper. She had created a habit of clutching the pendant around her neck when she did and her eyes glazed over slightly in thought. If anyone saw, they assumed it was a gift from a dear friend of hers. They didn't press, so they didn't know how close to the truth they were. It was during one such time that her life changed again.

Yuki was walking back to her home after a long day of training, thinking about Sajin and clutching the necklace, when a crash startled her from her thoughts. Gripping her katana, she ran down the nearest alleyway. Jumping over trash bins and the five-foot wall at the end, she skidded to a stop in the middle of a street. A gasp escaped her throat before she could stop it.

A huge monster was attacking an orange haired boy, a raven haired girl, an auburn haired girl, a blue haired boy with glasses, and a tall brown haired boy with brown skin. Yuki's eyes widened when she saw the white mask and the gaping hole in the thing's chest. 'A Hollow!' Before she could think twice, she was already running towards the fight.

"Look out!" she cried as the Hollow swept at the raven haired girl. She turned around, her blue eyes widening as Yuki tackled her, barely missing the Hollow's swipe. It growled, its tail thrashing.

"Foolish girl. Stay out of this!" It reared back, throwing it's clawed hand forward. Yuki unsheathed her blade, catching the strike. They stayed like that, before Yuki pressed forward, slicing the thing's palm. It howled in pain, falling back as blood dropped onto the ground.

"I don't think so." Yuki straightened, pushing her glasses back up her nose. A hand on her shoulder made her turn around. It was the girl. "Hey."

"Can you… can you see it?" Yuki quirked an eyebrow.

"You mean tall, dark, and ugly?" She gestured to the Hollow with her blade. "Yeah. Wait… you can too?" She nodded.

"Yeah." A roar distracted the girls. The Hollow was coming back. "Let's move!"

"Right!" They ran out of the way just in time to miss another strike. The orange haired boy ran up to them.

"Rukia! Are you alright?" The raven haired girl nodded.

"Yeah. Thanks to her." She gestured at Yuki. The boy nodded in greeting.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it." All three glanced back as the Hollow began moving again. "How 'bout we save the introductions till after we beat this thing, huh?" The other two nodded, taking up stances next to Yuki. Their friends joined them, lining up next to and behind. "Let's do this."

狼の心

"Well that was easier than I thought it would be." Yuki draped her katana over her shoulders, sighing. It had taken a combined attack from her and the others, but they had defeated the Hollow, the orange haired boy delivering the final blow. Wiping the blood off her blade, she resheathed it, joining the others. "Nice job you guys."

"Thanks." Rukia said. "You weren't half-bad yourself. How long have you been a Substitute Soul Reaper?" Yuki quirked an eyebrow.

"Substitute? I didn't think there were any." Rukia exchanged a glance with her orange haired companion. "You mean to tell me you aren't a Soul Reaper?" Yuki gestured at the boy. He shook his head.

"Nope. Just a Substitute." He sheated his Zanpakutō, holding out a hand. "Ichiko Kurosaki. Nice to meet you." Yuki shook hands.

"Yuki Okami. Pleasure." Ichigo nodded, stepping back.

"This is Orihime Inoue," the auburn haired girl waved, giggling. Yuki waved back. "Uryū Ishida,"

"Hello." The boy with glasses said while fixing his glasses.

"Yo."

"Yasutora Sado, but we call him Chad." The brown-skinned guy nodded, grunting hello. Yuki nodded. "And then you've already me Rukia Kuchiki." Yuki's blue eyes widened at the familiar name.

"Kuchiki? You wouldn't happen to be related to a Byakuya Kuchiki, would you?" Rukia froze up, short tsk's escaping her mouth.

"H… how do you know my brother?" Yuki shrugged, resting a hand on her sword hilt.

"I don't. I've just heard of him." Rukia's eyes widened, before narrowing to slits.

"From who?"

"Someone you might know, actually. A captain by the name of Sajin Komamura." Rukia's eyes widened again. "How 'bout we talk inside, huh? My place isn't too far from here."

狼の心

Yuki set a cup of tea in front of Uryū, smiling. "So you guys are a Soul Reaper, a Substitute Soul Reaper, a Quincy, and then you two," she pointed to Orihime and Chad, "Are friends that have powers and you don't know what to call yourselves yet." Orihime nodded, picking up her cup.

"Yep! That's pretty much it!" She took a sip. "Oh wow! This is good Yu-chan!"

"Yu-chan?" Orihime blinked.

"Oh do you not like that? I could call you Yuki-chan if you'd like. Or Okami-chan?" She gasped, clasping her hands. "Or what about Ami-chan!?" Yuki held up a hand.

"No, no! Yu-chan is fine. I'm just… not used to people calling me that."

"Oh. Okay!" Orihime smiled, taking another sip of her tea. Everyone sweatdropped, but let it pass. Sighing, Yuki sat down at the table.

"So… what exactly happened to make you a Substitute Soul Reaper, Ichigo?" Ichigo and Rukia exchanged a glance.

"I gave him my powers." Yuki's eyes widened.

"Why did you do that Rukia?" Ichigo set his cup down.

"She did it to save my family from a Hollow. We were being attacked, and Rukia got severely injured. The only way for me to defeat the Hollow was to take her powers." Rukia nodded.

"Which is why I'm unable to go back to the Soul Society." Yuki nodded.

"I see. So that must be a gigi, am I right?" Rukia laughed softly to herself.

"It seems Captain Komamura told you much about us." Yuki smiled softly, looking down at her cup.

"Yeah. He did."

"How did you meet?"

"Huh?" Yuki glanced up at Uryū.

"How did you meet a Soul Reaper Captain?"

"He landed in my yard after a battle with a Hollow. He was banged up pretty bad, so I helped him get back on his feet. Some of his wounds were really bad, so he had to stay here for a while."

"How long is a while?"

"Almost a month." Everyone's eyes widened.

"Wow. Must have been one hell of a Hollow."

"I never asked about it." Yuki shrugged. "Didn't seem that important at the time." Rukia nodded.

"Well then, now that that is out of the way, how would you like to join us?"

"Huh?" Uryū nodded, fixing his glasses.

"It's obvious you have some skill with a sword. Perhaps even more than Ichigo."

"What did you say, Four-eyes!?" Ichigo planted his hands on the table, several tick marks on his forehead.

"You heard me." Uryū was perfectly calm, albeit his voice was full of disdain. Yuki groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. Before they could start fighting, Rukia punched both of them, effectively shutting them up.

"Sorry about that, Yuki."

"It's alright. They're boys. It's what they do." Rukia chuckled softly.

"That's true. In any case, would you like to join us? We could get you a real Zanpakutō, since your katana wouldn't last long." Yuki glanced over at her blade, which was resting on the ground next to her. Rukia was right in saying it wouldn't last long. It was already dull, and that was from cutting the Hollow only twice. Besides, it would be kind of cool to have her own Zanpakutō.

"Sure. I would love to." Rukia smiled, reaching across the table to extend her hand. Yuki clasped it, shaking.

"Welcome to the team Yuki. Now, let's get you that sword."

狼の心

"This is where you get your blades?" Yuki quirked an eyebrow, glancing the shop up and down. Rukia laughed.

"No. This is where you're going to get yours." The raven-haired girl walked ahead, opening the door. "Urahara! You in?" Yuki glanced at Ichigo, who shrugged, walking after Rukia. Yuki followed.

A man wearing a haiori, pants, and a green-and-white striped hat walked in from the back of the shop. "Rukia! Always a pleasure. Who's your new friend?" Yuki walked up to stand next to Rukia.

"This is Yuki Okami. She needs a Zanpakutō." Uruhara's eyes widened in the shadows of his hat. He chuckled, placing a hand on his hat.

"Well… what makes you think I have one?" Rukia scoffed, crossing her arms.

"Stop messing around Kisuke. We all know you have at least one spare one." He chuckled.

"You know, sometimes I think you know my shop better than I do. Come on in back. Tessai will get you something to drink." The group followed the man to the back of his shop, where a sitting area was laid out. Rukia and Yuki sat together, while everyone else splayed out. A large man with a mustache came in, asking everyone what they wanted to drink. Everyone save Yuki asked for tea.

In no time at all, Kisuke returned with a sheathed blade. He kneeled in front of Yuki. "This is an Asauchi, a Zanpakutō with no name. If you train long and hard enough, you will connect with this blade, and it will tell you its name." He placed it in Yuki's hands.

"It is yours to take care of and use now. Carry it with pride. Not everyone is capable of wielding a Zanpakutō." Yuki nodded, bowing her head in thanks.

"Thank you, Urahara-san. I promise I will work hard." Yuki looked down at her blade in her hands. 'Sajin. Now that I have this blade… maybe I'll be able to see you again.'

狼の心

Dear Diary,

It has been a month since I've started training to become a Soul Reaper. I train daily with Kisuke, and go out on missions against Hollows with Ichigo and Rukia. Most of the time it's just us, but the others will occasionally join us. It's actually a lot of fun, working with them. It frustrates the Hollows to no end when we're joking with each other, acting like we're not taking the fight seriously at all. The truth is, it actually makes the battle easier. After all, the easiest way for someone to lose control of their attacks is to make them angry.

In any case, I've come a long way. My reiatsu, or Spiritual Pressure, has increased a lot since I've started training with Urahara; he says I'm about where Ichigo is, so I guess that means I'm a full-fledged Substitute Soul Reaper now. The almost daily battles don't hurt any either. The only thing that concerns me is I haven't been able to figure out my Zanpakutō's name, but I guess that'll happen in time. I can't think about that now.

Kisuke complimented me on how hard I'm training. I told him I wanted to do some good in this world, so that's why I train so hard. I joked around a little too, taking advantage of my tendency to throw everything I have into something. He had shrugged, carrying on with the lesson.

The truth is though… I'm training so I can go to the Soul Society and see Sajin again. I just know that if I get enough power… if I train hard enough… I'll be able to open those doors. Of course, I could always ask Rukia, but… knowing her… she'll press and press until I have to tell her the truth. And I don't think I'm quite ready for that.

I mean, Rukia's a great girl and all, but she's also a Captain's younger sister. Who's to say that when she goes back that she won't tell? And I don't even want to think about what would happen should Orihime catch wind. Yeesh. Shivering just thinking about it.

Anyways, I should probably get to bed. I have another long day of training tomorrow. Ugh. Doesn't Kisuke know about sleeping in on Saturdays? Stupid question. Of course he does. Just not for me.

Anyways… goodnight. Who knows? Maybe next time I crack open this old thing I'll know my Zanpakutō's name! One can only hope.

狼の心

"WHAT!? What do you mean Rukia's been taken!?" Yuki slammed her hands down on the ground, her eyes wide. Ichigo sighed, scratching the back of his head.

"Two guys from the Soul Society came and took her about a week ago. I tried to stop them, but ended up getting beat up pretty bad. Urahara told me I almost died." Uryū tsked, fixing his glasses.

"Perhaps I should have let you. You were pathetic enough to let them take her."

"You didn't do much better, Four-eyes!" Ichigo clenched his fist, growling. To Yuki's and Orihime's surprise, the hothead didn't explode, instead settling back down. "In any case, Urahara's offered to bump up my training so I'll be able to save her."

"I'm going to train with you." Chad, Uryū, Orihime, and Ichigo stared at Yuki. "You're not the only Substitute Soul Reaper around here, and I certainly don't intend to let someone younger than me show me up. Besides, medical school is out for the summer, so I've got three months free of all other obligations." She smirked. "So whether you like it or not, you're going to have to share your tutor, Ichigo." Realizing she wasn't going to back down, Ichigo sighed.

"Fine. Just don't die on me in there." Yuki laughed.

"Funny. I was just about to tell you the same thing."

狼の心

"Everyone ready?" Urahara asked. Yuki stood next to Ichigo. She and he had finished their training two days prior, and were now ready to enter the Soul Society. She now wore a Soul Reaper's hakama, identical to Ichigo's, but hers had a few alterations. One of which was an open back. Because of her ample bust, Tessai had to take fabric from the back to add it to the front in order to give her the right amount of coverage. Yoruichi, the talking cat, had given him pointers while he made it.

Yuki was still trying to come to terms with that.

In any case, another difference was her gauntlets. Two, steel hand-and-arm guards that attached to the underside of her arms via leather straps. Her Zanpakutō was strapped to her left hip, secured by a cord Ururu had given her. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, the end resting over her right shoulder. Her wolf necklace rested in between her breasts, safe. The last difference was the half-haiori she wore around her shoulders, adding extra coverage and warmth, should she need it.

The others lined up behind them, each having spent the last few weeks in training themselves. Yuki could tell that all of their Spiritual Pressures had increased a lot. Especially Uryū's, but she wasn't about to dwell on it. There was a greater problem at hand.

Yuki and Ichigo took point as Tessai and Kisuke opened the gate to the Soul Society. Yuki gripped her Zanpakutō, reassured by its presence. "Let's go save Rukia." Without another thought, she and the others leapt through the gate. 'Hang on Rukia. We're coming to save you. Just hold on a little longer.'

Wow. I totally did not see this becoming over 5,000 words. Oh well. Keep a look out for Part Two. The kanji means "A Wolf's Heart".
Hope you liked it, XxWolfMan95xX!