"Okay, note to self, I was able to use Bankai for an attosecond before the Reiatsu flow imploded and fucked me over," I told to myself as I used my good arm to write the note now that I was still on a bed on the fourth division, being looked over so that I don't pull any funny business.
I have to be physically stronger if I actually want to use the Bankai… Would Ryojinmaru be considered my 'fake' Shikai and 'fake' Bankai the same way Ichigo had his 'fake' Bankai? Should I be trying to talk with my own Zanpakuto? Would it be jealous that I'm using another man's Zanpakuto? This is all so confusing.
"How are you today, Fujimaru-kun?" The scariest woman of all asked and unfortunately for me, she was as pretty as she was scary. Like a bloodied rose, on a battlefield.
"I'm able to use my arms for now," I said as I looked at the ceiling, trying to think of what I could do to improve my body to the extent required for that.
"Did you know the commotion that you caused? Several noble families are already trying to get their hands at you, not to mention several of our squads such as your father's." Hmm? Oh, I should've seen that one coming, duh, I didn't have the heart to tell them I cheated. Also because that would've fucked me over in several other ways if I did reveal how I could've cheated in the first place. But that's interesting to know.
"I was planning on staying in the academy, I'm still not able to use Kido or Kaido that well, and my Zanjutsu could do some work, my training before the academy was rather… spartan," I told her with a chuckle as she began to use some kaido that I couldn't recognize as she didn't have to chant anything.
"How so?" She asked as I shrugged, not seeing much harm in explaining it.
"This super strong guy got interested after I was relatively fine at his blast of Reiatsu, his name was… Zaraki? I don't think he had a name, but he was freakishly tall and very muscular. Swung the blade like a maniac in the one time I saw him fight something, poor hollow never had a chance," I chuckled at the memory, man, Zaraki's certainly something.
"I see," She said with a smile that promised pain, hopefully that was aimed at the future Kenpachi. I certainly didn't want to anger Unohana-san.
"Were you aware that your sealed blade became two after the attempt of using Bankai?" She asked as I raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't try, I succeeded, for like, a hundredth of a millisecond, but considering that most people never find out their Bankai, I think I did pretty good," I smiled at her, but given the frown she had, I grew shy and retracted it.
"What a problem child, no wonder lady Konoka had asked me to look after you," SHE DID?! Well, that was probably after I blew myself now that I think about it. Makes more sense after all.
"Don't worry about it, Captain, I just need to get stronger and my body won't reject the Bankai, or was it the Bankai who rejected me? I don't think I've ever heard of something happen like that ever," I told her, curious to see if she had, given that she has been around here for so long.
"Sometimes," She says after some moments wondering, "The shinigami somehow had already formed an connection with the Zanpakuto's spirit even before it should, and by the time they're training with a zanpakuto, they call it's name when it didn't 'deserve' it, in other cases it's simply a case where the body cannot handle the Reiatsu influx that a move like Bankai requires," She continued as she stopped healing my leg, getting up from her place.
"You should be careful because those with talent often find themselves under the thumb of someone, your best hopes is to find yourself a thumb you're comfortable to be under," You mean, like Captain Genocide? Or was she talking about the Greater Nobles families? Central 46? Man, I just want to be strong enough I can slap any responsibility in it's face.
Thankfully, the next two weeks of rest helped me a lot. Sure, did I have the suspicion that they didn't heal me completely so that I could ponder on my thoughts for a bit longer before going back there? Absolutely. Was it bad to me? Not really, Hanataro's older brother, Seinosuke, who's the current lieutenant, decided to teach me how he does Kido for one reason and another. Didn't really care as long as he was teaching me since from what I remember, he's one of the better users
"I don't have much to do right now since things are rather calm," Was the explanation he gave me in one of the sessions he was checking up on me and teaching me, wondering if I would be able to learn Kaido to heal myself, which I barely did, as I had focused on binding arts instead of the healing arts.
"Ah, Seinosuke, I was wondering what would happen if a Hollow threw up on someone, like, is it acidic?" I asked him as he shook his head.
"Poisonous, depending on the hollow, so poisonous that it's corrosive enough to be incorrectly assumed as acidic, if a Hollow gets a hold on someone, I doubt many would live without an exceptional healer like Unohana-taichou, or myself even," Seinosuke explained as I nodded, not aware that I was that close from just being dead. But what if, because I was saved due to the mystical healing abilities of Lady Konoka that never actually had any kind of explanation, had some of the Hollow in me?
I would be the first to admit that I would appreciate becoming a Vizard, but unless it appeared as it's own separate entity, I would not be too sure on how it would work.
"Ah, thanks Seinosuke, I believe we were supposed to be learning about the hollows and how to deal with them, but I'm stuck here until further notice, I believe," I give him a weak chuckle as he nods.
"Well, time is what we have the most, so anything, you could just ask me or any of the other members of the 4th division for technical help, I'm sure they would appreciate that," He said as he picked a basket of food that he had somewhere my eyes couldn't reach, and walked away.
It took a while for me to be able to pick up my zanpakuto, or is zanpakutous now?
"How does this even work?" I ask myself, does Shikai and Bankai change the appearance of the sealed zanpakuto? Ichigo's sword was already massive, but at the same time, he had it forcibly pulled from him when he was made substitute Shinigami, unlike me who simply received mine from the practitioner.
The first of the two blades was simple yet beautiful silver blade with a wooden handle and sheath with curiously no guard. Whatever mistake I did with this sword on my hand would cause me pain, this wasn't Ryojinmaru however, this much I knew. This was mine, this one was all me, whatever this clean slate sword beautiful meant. This was my soul.
The other was Ryojinmaru, with the dark blue hilt and sheath, as well as a rectangular bronze guard with a white cloth in it. This wasn't truly 'my' power as the other sword clearly was, not my soul, but still a part of me. Things like this makes me wonder how I exist, how I work.
I would have to request someone to come and train me since dual zanpakuto is not the norm, and certainly not when they look so obviously different from each other. I looked at the sword that when sheathed looked not much besides a walking stick, wondering what kind of power could awaken from this.
"I will have to meditate on you later," Or hope that Urahara-taichou has that bullshit training ready for me already, which likely isn't gonna happen to me.
Returning to the academy was interesting, seeing that just my presence was enough to shut people up as they eyed me and my already modified zanpakuto, and I did my best to not grow complacent with how strong I am. I need to keep growing stronger for I am at the end of the day, still just someone very squishy.
I was 'allowed' to laze around during the zanjutsu classes and anything pertaining my zanpakuto, which I believe is because of the way I had scared the instructor, I wasn't sure. But I decided to take the time to take the courtyard to practice.
"Should I do it with just one of the swords for the time being or should I go for the two of them?" I asked curious to know the answer, I never truly learned how to use a sword in my previous life as I had learned hand to hand, so I was a sitting duck here truly. Maybe I can grab a book from Zoro, and try to replicate his moves without the third sword on my mouth.
My movements began small, trying the motion and how nature the feel was more important than using my weight or speed as of right now… Besides I didn't want Unohana staring at me in disappointment if I do manage to stab myself anyhow.
Slow and steady wins the race, besides I should have at best a bit above a hundred years to train; worst case scenario I have the next four years, then some unknown time frame, I get time traveled to 'canon' and two more years until Quincies come knocking onto our doors.
"Onii-san!" I heard my sister shout as she jumped at me with a hug, with me giving her a hug back, putting my swords back to their place so Matsuri couldn't get hurt by accident.
"You've been causing all kinds of commotion you know? Now everyone's expecting me to keep up with you," She said with a pout before she had a resolve on her face. "That's why I've been training on Bakudo and Zanjutsu, hopefully since we're twins, your talent is gonna rubberband me into the stardom," She says, obviously joking, but it's an interesting thing to ponder since canon wise, whenever the main twin got stronger, so did the other.
"Well, if that happens, we can be Captain and lieutenant… With myself as the Captain, I did show off my Bankai in front of everyone… if they managed to get a glimpse of it, that is," I shrugged at the incredulous look my sister gave me as I shrugged.
"Besides, what's with the Zanpakutos?" She asked as she caressed the one I was sure was Ryojinmaru.
"Zanpakutou changes as the person gets affinity with their zanpakuto, in my case… I'm not sure why they're so different, I will probably be asked if the zanpakuto really is mine, but there isn't much I can do about it, you know?" I asked her as she opened it to see Ryojinmaru's blade, almost as if she was searching for something, before she gave it back.
"The noble kids have been asking about you, did you know that?" Of course not Matsuri, I was stuck in the 4th division.
"About what? They were talking about how unbelievably cooler I am?" I asked her as she shook her head.
"Apparently some of them have been asking around to find out about the Suzunami's clan and uh…" She paused for a moment, sporting a blush, "They also asked how likely you were to accept a marriage proposal," At my age? With some chick I've never met? Depends how hot they are, I guess. If I was a Fire Emblem character, it would also depend on the stats, those are important, you know?
"I doubt Seigen-san will wed us away when he almost fought someone for reacting badly at being rejected by Lady Konoka, so that hypothetical doesn't really matter," I tell her with a shrug. No matter who I marry, I will more likely than not get cheated on if the whole time travel plot happens, and after that? Who knows?
Who am I kidding, if I'm still lacking bitches even after getting to the future, I'm gonna personally ask Mayuri to uh… enhance Nemu's body.
I shake my head off these voluptuous thoughts as I cannot bring shame to my family by sporting a boner just like that. At least not when people actually have expectations on me.
"Well, what's the class for now?" I ask Matsuri as she looks at the papers, before sighing.
"It's Hakuda, just about your favorite," Nice. Let's go then.