Okay so this is a Bleach Fanfiction which I've wanted to write for a while. This chapter is just the first and is a little slower paced than the others will hopefully be.

I have no idea about times for updates. Sometimes I might update very quickly, for instants within a week, or it might be a month. It should hopefully not be longer than that but it really depends on what I'm doing and how inspired I am. If it does take longer then I hope then I will try and warn you all.

I hope you enjoy it and review.

I don't own Bleach.

The hot sun beat down on the soul society fiercely and the humidity of the midday air was sending everyone into a deep slumber. The Lieutenants and Captains stumbled out of the suffocating meeting. They quickly scattered in the wind, trying desperately to find some comforting shade in the burning death trap. By now everyone was off the streets, which created the labyrinth of the seireitei. That is everyone but one young Lieutenant whom thought the idea of being in the cool shade a relaxing dream, but being stuck in the stuffy room to get it too agonizing to think about. No. To him his heavenly dream was to be out in the open air with the delightful breeze and calm shade of a tree.

Hisagi Shuuhei always made the wrong impression to everyone. He couldn't help the way he looked, because it was the way he liked to dress but to people he looked like a punk and trouble maker. He was a strong and confident soul reaper but some things he really didn't like and made him feel uncomfortable. At the moment the hot weather wasn't the only thing that was on his mind and made him feel uncomfortable. He never liked squad twelve's experiments but the newest experiment was risky. He tried to remember what Captain Mayuri was saying in the meeting they had just come out of.

The Captains and Lieutenants were on edge so began to fidget and complain about the heat; wondering why a classified meeting was called. The fact that it was urgent was strange, since there wasn't a war going on, but it was in fact about the twelfth squad's new experiment. They looked around at one another with tired eyes. The room was hotter than most, and almost unbearable, because the meeting was classified so all the windows and doors had to be closed and boarded up. Unfortunately, it made it worse when the meetings usually only had the thirteen captains and the head captain but it had been requested that the Lieutenants join as well. So it was rather cramped.

Captain Mayuri stepped forward and out of line so everyone could see him. Although his snow coloured skin, electric blue hair and ridiculously long fingernails made people stare and him center of attention anyway. He clicked his fingers and two of the seated officers for squad twelve hurried forward with boxes. Inside the boxes were about thirty silver bracelets.

"Many of you must wonder why you have been summoned on such short notice?" Mayuri's scratchy voice echoed and made some people flinch. He looked around the room at the nodding heads and confused looks. "I shall now explain why so we can get out of here. But save the questions for after. You know how much I hate to be interrupted."

The glare he gave them was a formidable one, which no one wanted to face. Although he looked like a clown he was fierce and made the others shiver.

"To start off the research facilities have found five people who have extraordinary abilities." His eyes went wide with excitement and he chuckled. "Their abilities are even more powerful the Ichigo Kurosaki's."

Everyone's thoughts went to the orange haired soul reaper. Hushed whispers went around. Could anyone really be more powerful than Ichigo?

"We've found out that their DNA will make soul reapers more powerful." He then sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "Unfortunately some of the subjects are particularly strong and we needed more time for their experiments so we have decided to move all the experiments back. However we have very limited space to hold them until we are ready to move on."

While speaking he paced around the room and the others watched his moments and wild hand gestures.

"With the limited space we don't have enough room to keep all of them. There are roughly fiftieth cells with a few spare for emergencies. So we've come up with the idea that we rotate them. They don't all need to be in the cells at the same time and while half remain the other half will be let out. They then get rotated and switch which allows the other half to rest."

"So your saying we're just going to let them loose?" The man who had spoken was sat on a large chair at the front. The head captain did no see pleased with this idea and some of the others also had questioning looks.

"Oh we already have a solution." He clicked his fingers again and the two seated officers came forward with the strange bracelets; he took one sharply and held it up clearly. On closer inspection they could see they were a simple band about two inches wide. "This is the solution. All subjects will be required to wear them at all times. With these device we can monitor their vitals and track wherever they go."

Some nodded and took the devices but others were more hesitant.

"So we've found out how to stop them. However given the choice between waiting around for two months for your experiments or escaping the first chance they get they would probably choose the latter. And they have until the experiments to find the right moment." This was voiced from a brown haired man in a pink flowery kimono. "They would runaway since your experiments - well." He rubbed the back of his head and grinned.

"Go on Captain Shunsui." Mayuri said.

"Well your experiments aren't something to be desired and aren't known to be nice."

"Don't worry if they do decide they want to make the stupid mistake of escaping the devices also have a precaution built into them. If they've strayed too far it will be activated automatically or we can manually activate it for whatever reason. It will make them immobile." He nodded and sat back to let him continue.

"The risks still sound too high." The Head Captain still sounded unconvinced.

"Then what is it you suggest?" Mayuri ground out and as an after thought, "Captain."

"I want them to have guards who can step in if they try anything. If what you say is true they are strong but we don't know anything about them which makes them dangerous. They could be unpredictable so I want them watched."

"That sounds reasonable to me." Captain Ukitake spoke up in agreement and grinned lazily. Mayuri narrowed his eyes and one of his eyebrows twitched.

"Fine. That can be arranged."

"These guards should be lieutenants or other high ranked soul reapers. As we agreed we are unsure what they could do."

"Agreed, all Lieutenants that can be spared will do this as well as some hand picked high up officers." The Head Captain cracked his cane on the ground. "This meeting is adjourned."

Shuuhei went over the meeting and then what was said to him once it had finished. He had been one of the Lieutenants to be selected to be a guard for one of the Subjects. Finally he reached the place he had been wondering over to and breathed a sigh of relief at the thought of the salvation the shade would give him.

His tense muscles relaxed as his back rested against the tree. The leaves let a little light through but the light breeze made them move gently and his hair ruffle.

"This is going to be a bother." He muttered to himself and closed his eyes. Using this opportunity to recover since he wasn't sure when the next chance he would have to get the peace and tranquillity.

Strangely the dark corridor was quiet. Shuuhei followed one of the division twelfth's officers as he was shown the Subject he would be 'guarding'. He watched the officer's head bob up and down while they walked he yawned and scratched his head.

This really is a waste of my time.

They past different doors and other corridors that split off from the one they were in. Finally, the officer stopped in front of one door and Shuuhei nearly ran into him but recovered and stood up straight. He cleared his throat and hoped he wasn't caught staring at the bouncing tuff of hair on their head.

"The Captain is waiting for you and will give you the details." The officer knocked on the door and waited for the reply.

"Urh...thank you..." Shuuhei couldn't remember their name but shrugged it off since they were already scuttling away. He entered through the door and closed it behind him.

"Ah! You're here at least. I'd thought that idiot of an assistant had gotten lost. Again." Mayuri chuckled and waved him further into the room. "I know you already know some of the details."

"Hm." He crossed his arms and avoid eye contact with the mad man.

Mayuri turned around towards a table. Shuuhei flicked his eyes around and saw a door on the other side of the room, next to a window that looked into another room which was empty except for a table in the middle and two chairs on either side.

"You will be the guard for Subject 4-9-6." The Captain glanced behind him towards Shuuhei then turned and through an object straight at him. He fumbled to uncross his in time and nearly dropped it. Turning it round he saw that it was the simple silver band from before. Interrupting his thoughts Mayuri continued. "Unfortunately, for you 4-9-6 is a tricky one and one of the more unique ones that I have particular interest in. It needs to be watched closely."

"It?" Shuuhei raised an eyebrow.

"Remember they are not like us and it creates more distance. They are test subjects and so I encourage the guards to keep this barrier between them."

It is just a job and they are just part of it. Shuuhei scowled.

"You will need to attach the device to the wrist." He motioned to the bracelet in his hand. "4-9-6 is part of group A which means they will be in the cells for the first twelve hours of the day and then let out for the second when we rotate. During this time you are free to take them where you want as long as they are watched closely and don't draw attention to themselves."

"So I can just do my normal day with them-it?" He quickly changed his words when he noticed Mayuri's narrowed eyes.

"Pretty much." He shrugged and then walked over to the door next to the window. "Remember don't be friendly. That is not your job. You'll meet the Subject before it is taken back to one of the cells and you'll come back to collect it when it is time to rotate."

He opened the door and motioned for Shuuhei to enter the room on the other side of the window. Then he went to a third door, opposite the one they just entered and poke his head through to call something out. Shuuhei glanced back and noticed the window reflect his image straight back and realised it must be a one way window with a mirror on this side.

"I'll be on the other side if you need anything." Mayuri drew his attention back as he gestured to the one way mirror. Then he walked back into the first room and closed the door behind him and left Shuuhei next to the table on his own.

A few moments later the third door was opened and two soul reapers, who he didn't recognise, walked through. He noticed their blank faces then his eyes flicked to a small figure they dragged through with them. He straightened up and also made his face emotionless as they mercilessly shoved the figure into one of the chairs at the table. With the forcefulness of the shove they slumped forwards and just caught themselves.

Shuuhei ran his eyes quickly up and down. Their long hair was a soft honey colour but messy and hung in tangles in front of their face as their head was bent forwards. They had been dressed in loose clothing. A white top with a light grey cardigan over the top but both were half falling off their shoulder since they were too big. However, they still didn't hide the small mounds at the chest that indicated the figure was female. He grew warm for a moment so quickly moved his gaze away from that area. Her hands were bound tightly behind her back and she shifted around uncomfortably. Her white trousers were also lose and reached mid calves before her creamy skin and bare fee were shown.

Suddenly, her head snapped up and she stared directly at him. He nearly chocked as the bright green eyes narrowed at him. They looked hollow but sparks shot through them as she snarled and drew back before she spat in his direction. He froze. He didn't have time to react as the two soul reapers dashed forwards and slammed her head down on the table. One forced it down hard and gripped it tightly while the other held her arms and body down as she thrashed around to try and get them off. While they subdued her her gaze stayed fixed on him. The green bearing into him and flashing.

They unnerved him.

Something snapped in him and sharply turned to the door next to the mirror. He briefly caught his face and saw that it had paled slightly. Slamming the door open and closed just has forcefully he spun round to Mayuri. He felt his heart hitting his ribcage and his fists clenched.

"That is what I'm guarding?!" He roared at the Captain, not caring that it was a Captain.

"Now, don't get emotional. Are you too weak for this job, Lieutenant?" His scratchy voice just made Shuuhei shake with tension.

"No." He ground out between clenched teeth.

"Good. The subjects do somehow make some unsettled." He watched through the one way mirror as she continued to struggle and widely looked at the mirror, as if trying to find them through it.

Shuuhei let out a ragged breath and forced his hands to relax. He growled quietly to himself. She-that thing had got to him and he didn't even realise it or know why. No, he did. It pinned him down with its gaze and it was cold; he could feel it judging and seeing weaknesses. It was cruel and calculating. 4-9-6 was inhuman.

"I can do this." His voice was low and he said it slowly, hoping his tension wouldn't show through it.

Before Mayuri could reply he reached for the door and went back through. He slammed the door closed more harshly than he should have and the loud sound made all three of the people already there stare at him. He scowled fiercely and turned to the guards.

"You can go." His command was short but left no room for argument. He directed it at the soul reapers holding the Subject but he didn't move his gaze from her's. They looked at each other in confusion and one opened their mouth to say something. "I said, go!"

His tone made them snap up and bow before hurriedly leaving and closing the door behind them. Through out this he didn't move and neither did she but as he pulled the other chair out and sat down she straightened and rocked back in her chair, flicking her hair away from her face.

"You are the Subject known as 4-9-6 and I will be you're guard for the duration of your imprisionment until such a time that they are ready for you." He crossed his arms and coldly spoke. She tutted and lent back again.

"You mean until they decide to stick needles in me."

"That is what your function will be as the test Subject 4-9-6."

"So do I get to know the name of my guard?" She said slowly and turned her head but still eyed him out of the corner of her eye. He nearly shivered again but stilled instead. "Or am I to always call you tattoos or spiky."

At this he narrowed his eyes and had to be silent for a moment while he remembered that she was just trying to unsettle him like Mayuri said.

"Shuuhei Hisagi. You are allowed to call me Hisagi if needed." He decided to keep his replies short and cold. He placed the bracelet on the table in front of her and her gaze broke from him stare at it instead. "This device will be placed on your wrist so we can monitor and track you. If needed it will also stop you if you try to run, 4-9-6."

She glared at it once she was told what it was and snarled.

"If I refuse-"

"You don't have a choice." He interrupted and stood up.

He picked it back up while he marched round to the other side of the table and behind her. She tried to spin round to watch him but he forced her forwards and grabbed her left arm. While it was still bound he lifted it up which forced her forwards even more and she made a noise of protest. He hooked it round her left wrist but before could clasp it together he had a sudden pressure shoved into his stomach. He coughed and bent over the back of the chair that she had shoved back into him. He growled and grabbed her as she tried to jump away.

"Let go." She spat and tried to wriggle out of his clasp.

She didn't make it easy for him but he eventually managed to clip it on. Forcing her back into the chair he walked back round to stare at her. She brought her knees up to her chest and continued to growl.

"You could make this easier for yourself if you just complied." She just sneered in reply and jerked her head away from his direction. She continued to ignore him. "I do not like your attitude, 4-9-6."

"Stop it." Mumbling under her breath.

"Stop what?"

"Stop calling me 4-9-6. That's not my name."

"That is what you are! You are a test subject and that is what you will be going by now!" His patients wearing thin by this point had pushed him to yelling back. "Sit back down Subject so you can be taken back to your cell. This is a warning for your attitude."

He demanded before standing up and without another word left the room. Slamming the door again; leaving Subject 4-9-6 and its burning gaze in his back.

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03/08/2016

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