FH: (Grumbling and typing)
Naruto: (Walking in) Hey, four-eyes, what are you doing?
FH: Isn't it obvious? I'm roleplaying with friends, and I've got writers block!
Naruto: (Squinting) Shouldn't you be writing an update to your fanfic?
FH: ... (Pushes button)
Naruto: I think my ramen is ready! Thank you for having a polite conversation with me, Frozen Hourglass(walks away).
FH: Thank you Urahara...
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DISCLAIMER: Do I look like Tite Kubo to you? I don't own BLEACH.
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BLEACH: Shining Rune
Chapter 4
Long Time No See.
The rooftops of the Seireitei were usually quiet at this time of day, surprising really why nobody comes to these roofs more often, they offered a clear view on nearby courtyards and other buildings, and provides a romantic scene during the fireworks festival. The slabs that occupied the tops of the buildings enjoyed the peace.
That peace was disturbed by nine captains blurring across the roofs, charging towards the west gate.
One right after another, the nine remaining leaders skimmed across the buildings, appearing as blurs to the naked eye. The first captain, the one who found the source of the reiatsu, Toshiro Hitsugaya, was leading the hunt.
"We're getting close... Shouldn't be much longer before we reach the gate." Toshiro clarified, the other captains nodded in unison and continued to follow the prodigy to the west gate.
"Aren't we forgetting something?" Soi Fon asked Toshiro. Toshiro, despite being a genius, slapped his forehead. "Captain Hitsugaya?"
"Dammit Kurosaki..." Toshiro dragged his palm down in face until it fell off of his chin. He drooped his eyelids. "He'll catch up with us later, we just have to keep moving." The captains kept skidding across the rooftops like smooth, flat, stones across a pond.
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"Geez, couldn't they wait two seconds? They should've known that I have only been a shinigami for less then a year and they expect me to follow them just like that? My god those guys have just way to high expectations!" Ichigo ranted on and on with a frustrated tone. "This day keeps on getting worse and worse for me, I swear..." Ichigo propelled himself forward after stepping on a tile. "West Gate... West Gate..."
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"That was how should I say it..." The figure on the far left pointed out, she had long black hair that swept to her left side, her immature golden eyes looked like they had a few comments for the desert dweller, "Unnecessary, costly, and down-right stupid." she sarcastically commented.
"Nice going Bakuchi, you blew our cover big time." The first figure to the right explained the flaw of recklessly exposing your reiatsu in the Seireitei. The figure scolded the desert dweller with his young but sharp emerald eyes, his dodger blue hair almost exactly resembled Aizen's hairstyle before he betrayed the Soul Society, only it covered more of the man's face, specifically his left eye. "Now what?" The blue haired one turned to the center figure. Everyone else imitated the man.
"We wait," Bakuchi was about to speak up but he was silenced by a pointed index finger. "It's the only reasonable thing to do now that Bakuchi exposed us." The center figure radiated an experienced aura around him, adding to his veteran-like status was a diagonal battle scar that stretched from the level of his eyebrows and ended at the edge of his cheekbone, barely grazing his nose. Long bangs of dull grey hair partially caged his face, the light stubble the man bore added to the trust of his companions.
"Come on!" Bakuchi got in his captains face. "After 800 years in that hell-hole, all you want us to do is wait?! My friends are probably all-"
"Dead."
To his surprise, Bakuchi shifted his head in a 180 degree turn and to his amazement he saw an old friend, "Worried... Sick..."
Jushiro Ukitake stood with the rest of the captains behind him.
"Captain... Ukitake-san?" Bakuchi rotated his entire body to match his head. "You're still alive?" Bakuchi couldn't believe his eyes, his former captain is still upon the Soul Society, but it looked like he had a price to pay for his longevity as a shinigami. "You seem... Different somehow... Captain..." Bakuchi examined almost every possible aspect of the captain. "I've got no clue on what it might be... But I say something is wrong with you Ukitake!"
"Bakuchi," Jushiro released a sigh, "Just saying I have changed is an understatement." Putting his hand over his mouth, he hacked out a cough.
"Ho boy," The raven-haired woman turned to scarred man. "It's going to be a while before we get some decent rest, right?" The man trotted forward, ignoring the woman. She properly gave a small frown and freed a tiny grunt. "Fine, ignore me then..." She complained.
"Jushiro," the veteran figure stood in front of the sick captain, "Take us somewhere that we can all sit down and discuss your dilemma." The rest of the man's companions looked up in amazement, warm smiles grew on the four other faces rather quickly.
"Very well, we'll return to our companies quarters." Jushiro insisted. "This way." Jushiro began to slowly guide the guests to Squad 13's outpost.
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"Dammit, dammit..." Ichigo cursed under his breath as he scouted the Seireitei, he had been at the west gate, and found nobody but some knocked out shinigami. "Where the hell is the person with that reiatsu?!" He cursed further and harsher. He just wanted the rest of the day off, one meager day! But does anyone listen to what he wants? No, and it was giving Ichigo a long day. "Man and I have a paper to write that's due..." Ichigo skidded across the rooftop of a building. "Shit!" Ichigo pulled on his hair and hoisted his head to the sky. "I've got a date with Inoue in an hour! I've gotta get ready!" He screeched with a tone on par with that of a harpy. Turning his foot to the direction of the gate, he began to flash step to the west gate.
Something caught his eye as he was in the middle of his sprint. He turned to face whatever it was he caught.
Bakuchi and the others following Jushiro Ukitake.
Ichigo changed his course yet again.
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Mia and Hinata: (walking up to FH)
FH: (typing)
Mia and Hinata:(At the same time) Ummm... Frozen?
FH: (turning) Yes?
Mia and Hinata: Could you... (Pointing at Naruto and Isaac)
Naruto: So I was like... You want ramen? Ramen is good after all... What is your favorite Ramen flavor?
Isaac: (being restrained from strangling Naruto)
FH: Damn you Urahara...