A/U: This is a repost. I was in the middle of writing this story based on the actual manga but told in my way. But I took a long break. Posting it again to see if I can get people to read it..

Bleach: Shout it to the Heavens

Chapter One- Aspirations of the Strongest

An earsplitting scream filled the ever-lasting blue sky as Kenpachi brought his zanpaktou down on Nnoitra's six-armed form with both hands.

Ichigo's eyes widened as he looked at the grand effects this seemingly simple tactic had on Kenpachi's ability to cut through Nnoitra's defense. Nnoitra had crossed all six of his blades across each other to try and block Kenpachi's onslaught but was caught by surprise when his blade sliced clean through all of them except the one in his lower right hand, which was saved because of the odd angle it was in. But unfortunately for Nnoitra, Kenpachi's blade was long so half of it also cut through his chest and abdomen, splitting his whole midsection nearly all the way open.

"Shit!" Nnoitra shouted as he jumped back a couple of feet and went down on one knee to gather his composure. "What...the hell?! What a frickin' dumbass move! All you do is use both hands...and you receive this much strength?! What a boring technique..." He was gasping these words out as it seemed the couple of ruptured organs prevented him from releasing his intended frustrations.

"Technique? Just because you can put a name to a certain move, doesn't mean you can call it a technique. I don't believe in using one of those during my fights...With my strength, I don't need any pointless trick to cut you down!" Kenpachi retorted.He could feel the momentum galloping back on his side as he saw how much of Nnoitra's blood was left on his zanpaktou. Sure, his blood was soaked on each of his opponent's blades as well, but he only had one blade after all and the amount of blood on his was comparable to those six.

Nnoitra widened his eyes in rage. "Don't get cocky, you shinigami bastard!" Nnoitra was beginning to look as if he had completely insane, a smirk reaching nearly to his ears plastered on his face and his one good eye arched as far as Ichigo could possibly fathom they could arch.

Away from the battle, Orihime had made it back over to Ichigo after her attempt at saving Yachiru from Nnoitra. She knew that she did the right thing in going to the young girl's rescue but she still felt foolish. What made her think she could've done anything that Kenpachi couldn't do to stop Nnoitra? She had to have looked stupid out their nearly in the middle of the battlefield when Kenpachi came back and sliced off Nnoitra's arm before he could even test the strength of her barrier. She bowed her head as she continued to heal Ichigo and Nel.

The orange-haired shinigami noticed the look on Orihime's face however. "What's the matter, Inoue?" He couldn't understand how she could possibly look so defeated when things were finally looking so good for them.

"It's nothing..." Upon looking at Ichigo's unconvinced expression, Orihime tried harder to reassure him. "Really, Kurosaki-kun, it's nothing at all! It's just taking a lot of my concentration to try and heal all of your wounds! You know, with how hard you were still fighting against Nnoitra, it's hard to believe how horrible you've been hurt in your fight against Grimmjow..." She choked up a little at the end of her sentence but it went unnoticed by Ichigo.

"Yea, that's true I suppose. But the way that he and his cronie were handling you really pushed me over the edge..." Orihime blushed at his kind words. But his next words caused her to come back to normal. "You're a great friend, Inuoe, and I'll be damned if I'll let anyone treat you like that!"

They were great words from Ichigo but, and she hated that she could possibly think of something like that at a time like this, something bothered her that he called her a friend. Granted, she was his friend of course. Maybe it was just her desire that she be more than that for him that made it not seem like that much to her. Her upbeat personality wouldn't allow that disappointment to seep through her to Ichigo however. "Thanks, Kurosaki-kun!"

Ichigo turned his attention back towards Nnoitra and Kenpachi. One thought had been bothering him in the back of him mind. Had Kenpachi used only one hand the whole time back during their fight in Soul Society? He couldn't quite remember too well but there was a high possibility that that was the case. He knew that he was using both hands and taking advantage of the help from Zangetsu. This tidbit of information made him feel very lucky that he was able to make it to Rukia to save her. Was Kenpachi that powerful? He hadn't even achieved Bankai, although being a captain, as far as Ichigo knew.

A flashback of Kenpachi chasing after him, demanding a rematch between them suddenly flashed through Ichigo's mind. Sweat beaded from his forehead as he smirked a little. Screw that! He's never gonna catch me if I have anything to do with it!

Back on the battlefield, Nnoitra was glaring at Kenpachi, his breathing heavy. A smile spread across his lips, which really made him look very creepy with the gaping hole in his left eye. He began to snicker. "Are you daft, Shinigami? Or can you just not count?" He brought his one remaining zanpaktou in front of him and began to grab it with all six of his hands. "You say that using two hands makes you a lot stronger than before? Well, let's see what will happen when I slash you behind the power of SIX of mine!" Nnoitra once again charged at his opponent, who's eyes widened in surprise and then narrowed in concentration.

"This is what I'm talking about! Bring it, Espada! A final blow to determine who's the strongest of them all!" Kenpachi raced towards Nnoitra, zanpaktou still grasped tightly in his two strong hands.