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Chapter Ten
When They Reach Out
Shunsui wasn’t sure what to expect with a society of Arrancar. He knew that he was going to be seeing something entirely new, and considering that he was Yama-jii’s eyes in this case, he was going to have to pay attention. He walked with the Imelda and Maxi as she took them through a veritable maze of corridors in the underground world that they lived in. He was fascinated by the whole of the place.
“Who do you wish to see first? I know where your men Kira and Hisagi are likely located. They were working with our medical staff,” Imelda asked as they came into a larger open area.
“Yes, that would be fine. If you will show me there, my dear, I would appreciate it,” Shunsui answered with a grin, tipping his hat at her.
When they came to a doorway she stopped, turning to the owlish looking Arrancar. “Please, go tell Dima that I’ve returned and will be there soon.”
“Hoot-hoot,” he answered and took off. Imelda smiled and led him into what Shunsui guessed was the medial ward. He immediately saw that the concern was unwarranted. Kira was indeed there, coaxing a Arrancar that was apparently a patient into eating.
“Now, there, good girl,” he was saying as they approached. “Good, almost gone, look!” he said showing the near empty bowl he was holding to the female Arrancar sitting on the bed. She was watching him intently, and when he scooped the food, some sort of porriage, onto a spoon, she would take a bite.
“Well, if you aren’t impressive,” Imelda said as they approached. He turned and smiled.
“Imelda, and Kyōraku-taichou! I didn’t expect you to come here,” he said with a smile. “I supposed I’ve spent too long away.”
“Kira!” Iris said, getting both Imelda and Kira to stare at her. Imelda gasped.
“Goodness, I’ve yet to hear her speak! I’ve got to tell Kriya! Wait here Shinigami,” she said and took off to the other side.
“This one doesn’t speak?” Shunsui asked.
Kira shook his head. “No, normally she just weeps and cries, sometimes wails,” Kira said scooping more food onto a wooden spoon. “She’s so sweet though, gentle, really. They have no idea what Kurotsuchi-taichou did to her, or the others, really, during his experiments. But she was left this way. She has to be cared for all the time, and only a few people can convince her to eat anything,” he said sadly.
Kriya came up quickly. “She spoke?” she asked, looking at her then Kira.
“She said my name,” Kira answered, scraping out the bowl of the last bits of food. “She ate for me again, too,” he said as he offered her the last bit.
She then smiled, and spoke again. “Kira.” Without warning, she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Kira, burying her face in his neck. “Love Kira.”
Kira patted her back. “Oh, Iris,” he said with a smile. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to go home, but can you eat for Kriya and Imelda now?”
She let go and covered her face, tears immediately sprining to her eyes. She started to sob behind her hands. Kira gasped.
“Iris, no, please, I’ll be back, I promise, I have to go just for a little while. I promise, I’ll come back,” he assured her. He reached out and pulled her hands away from her tearful eyes. “I will come back, but I have to go check in where I live. I promise you, okay?”
She nodded. “Kira,” she said sadly.
“Well, we’re not leaving yet, Kira-fukutaichou. Stay with this lovely lady a while longer. Where is Hisagi?”
“I think he was with Lel, over on the other side,” Kira said as Iris stared at him.
“I’ll show you,” Imelda said as she led him around the other side where Hisagi was sitting with Lel. They were both eating lunch like Irish had been.
When he heard them, Shūhei stood up. “Kyōraku-taichou!”
“Hisagi-fukutaichou, how are you? Have you made a friend of one of these Arrancar?” he asked.
“Yeah, this is Lel. He’s a bit hard to understand at times,” he said with a nod toward him.
Lel turned toward Shūhei. “Did the sun every explode?” he asked. “I hope it exploded, the sun was like a piece of fire.”
Shūhei sighed. “That’s all he ever talks about. The sun, stars, planets. Not sure what the hell Kurotsuchi-taichou did to this one, but he’s definitely got some problems,” he muttered as he sipped his tea.
“Planets, huh?” Shunsui said with a frown. “Maybe he could be thinking about how he looks. He’s always got those weird visages.”
Shūhei nodded. “That could be. Hey, Lel, was the sun the one who did weird things to you?” he asked.
Lel looked at him. “Hot,” he muttered. “Wished the sun would explode.”
Shunsui sighed. “I’d say that is a pretty good indication that yes. Well, where are my other people?” he asked.
“I’d assume the couple is with Dima. The feminine one likes out twins,” Imelda said with a smile as she led them to a large outdoor area. “As I expected, Dima’s already got them running by the water.
Shunsui saw a male Arrancar who was running along the banks of an underground lake. Behind him were two tiny Arrancar that were giggling and trying to keep up with him. He would stop, let them catch up then zip away from them for a few feet and stop again.
“Dima, love!” Imelda called.
Dima looked up, eyes wide and a second later he was wrapped around Imelda. The two tiny Arrancar were running to catch up with him. “Imelda!” he gasped. “I’ve missed you, the twins have been busy growing, see?” he said as they came up.
“Aw, Liron, Lior, my loves,” she said as she kneeled, picking up the two little ones. “Dima, this is one of their taichou, Kyroaku-taichou.”
“Oh, did you get Ichigo taken care of? That poor creature,” he muttered, petting the heads of the little ones.
“You all know of that situation?” Shunsui asked, smiling as Imelda handed him a squirming baby Arrancar.
“All of us did, we could feel it every time one of them claimed him,” Dima snorted. “Hell, that’s what sent half our betas in to heat!” he said with a smirk. “Luckily I was already knocked up, but otherwise…even though I was pregnant, I still felt it.”
“I don’t understand, claiming caused those here to be thrown into this cycle?” Shunsui asked as Lior tried to climb his head.
Imelda nodded. “The release of such massive amounts of energy from those powerful alphas…every one of us were sent to rutting at the very least, and some of the betas went immediately into heat. We should be having quite a crop of babies in another couple months time!” she said with a smirk. “But it only works when the claiming happens.”
“This claiming is greatly significant, isn’t it?” Shunsui asked as the small creature snatched his hat and started chewing the edge.
“You saw Ichigo’s neck, he has six. One for each alpha. They’re bite marks, like this,” she said and turned Dima’s head to the side where a circular mark stood out against his skin. It was faded, but it was obvious that it wasn’t like a normal mark. “At first, of course, it is bloody, a literal bite, but we infuse it with reiatsu, as I told the others, it is a way of announcing, beware, I’ve claimed this beta, and if you touch them, I’ll kill you.”
“It is animal-like,” Shunsui said with a nod, sighing as the little Arrancar tried to jump out of his arms with his hat. He managed to transfer the baby to Dima again. He looked at the soaked edge of his hat and shook it before putting it back on.
“Dima!” came a familiar sounding voice, and Shunsui turned to see Ikkaku and Yumichika walking down the beach toward them. He smirked. Both were barefoot, and Yumichika was wearing some sort of kimono, while Ikkaku was in something that looked like rubber pants and no shirt. “Oh, it’s Kyōraku-taichou,” Yumichika said as they jogged toward them.
“You both seem to have gone rather native,” Shunsui said with a smirk.
“Sorry, ah, I was helping dig mushrooms and Yumichika was helping with herb picking,” Ikkaku said with a smirk. “Ishida is off with the girls again.”
“He did take a liking to Artemisia and Ratri. I think Chad went with them too, Artemisia is an archer. She really thought Ishida was something with his bow showing up like it does. I left Inoue over with Kerest, he was showing her some medicinal herbs that he grows,” Yumichika said with a smirk.
Shunsui smiled as the other baby managed to claw his way up his side to sit on his shoulder. Imelda watched amused as Liron had decided that if his twin got to chew on Shunsui’s hat, he should too. He was now sitting, hands clutching the side, and busily gnawing at the straw.
“Ah, Imelda-san, I think your boys need straw in their diet. Perhaps when I return again, I will bring them some hats of their own,” he said as Imelda extracted Shunsui’s hat from Liron’s teeth. Unfortunately, this time, there was a small chunk torn away. Shunsui twirled his hat and smiled at the spot. “I must say, that is the first time my hat has ever been eaten.”
“Sorry about that, they’re born with teeth,” she said as she passed Liron back to Dima. Both babies wanted to chew on Shunsui’s hat now. “They’re only a few days old, but already a handful! Ichigo’s babe will no doubt be born with a full set of fangs, considering that Grimmjow is a panther Arrancar.”
“Oh, if you want to find Artemisia, I think she and Ratri had gone home for the day. I believe the human males were in tow. But the female is still down with Kerest,” he said as he gazed down the beach.
“My dear Imelda, might you escort me to check on Inoue-san?” Shunsui said with a smirk. “My hat can only take so much chewing.”
“Oi!” Dima said as both babies were trying to climb up Shunsui’s kimono.
“Kyroku-taichou, are we to be heading back?” Ikkaku asked.
Sighing, Shunsui nodded. “Yes, the head captain will not be satisfied until all our people have returned.”
“They did agree to let Ichigo go home, right?” Yumichika asked. “Because they can’t keep him in Soul Society. He needs to be with his mates.”
Shunsui nodded. “They are taking Aizen’s agreement to our terms now. Ichigo should be coming back soon.”
“That’s good. He deserves to be happy, and he’ll be happy with them. They won’t let anything hurt him, and if the head captain tries to keep him away from them, they will tear soul society apart to get him,” Ikkaku said with absolute surety.
“Come, I’ll let you meet our herbalist. Oh, I think Alma’s there too,” Imelda said as she walked them down the beach where a pudgy, short Arrancar stood beside Orihime. He had pitch black hair with white spikes sticking out all over it. His face was very round and he looked vaguely rodent like with his long nose and small eyes. The taller, rubber clad female Arrancar was leaning over the table he was working on watching.
“So, this one is poison in large doses,” he was saying as they approached. “Remember, the dose makes the poison. This amount can cure someone of…” he paused and realized people had approached.
Imelda smiled and nodded. “Alma, Kerest, and Inoue, how are you three?” she asked.
“Oh, good, I was just listening to Kerest go on about his herbs. He’s got as many herbs as I have mushrooms,” Alma said with a smirk. “But I gotta go back to work. Time to dig for the good ones,” she said and waved as she left.
“Kyroku-taichou!” Orihime said with a grin. “Does this mean that Ichigo has gone back to the Arrancar in Las Noches?”
“Not just yet, but soon,” Shunsui said. Her hands were covered in green stains from the herbs she was working on. “I’m going to be taking the other Shinigami back, to prove to the Sou-Taichou that they were here by choice. Are you coming back, or do you prefer to remain here?”
She frowned. “Oh, Kuchiki-kun and Abarai-kun already left. I’ll have to see what Sado-kun and Ishida-kun wish to do. Are you going to talk to them now?” she asked.
“I am, would you like to come with us?” he asked.
“I should.” She turned to Kerest. “Thank you so much, some of these grow in the World of the Living. When I come back, I’ll bring you some things you don’t have. Like parsley and mustard!”
Kerest smiled. “Thank you, princess,” he said and blushed as he turned back to his herbs.
“Come this way, taichou,” Imelda said as she led them toward a corridor. They walked for a bit then came to a curtained doorway.
“You home?” Imelda called.
A second later the curtain was pulled back and a pair of bright eyes looked up from a mess of dark hair. “Whatchu want, ‘Melda, the princess, and hatman?”
“Niobe! Don’t be rude when answering visitors!” came a female voice from inside.
“Sawwy!” the girl called. “Come in!” she said. She looked to be around five and she ran back in the room. “It’s ‘Melda, the princess, and a Hatman with a pink coat!”
Shunsui snickered as he pulled his hat off and followed Imelda into the room. It opened into a large living space and he saw that there was a female Arrancar sitting on a pile of pillows knitting. She had a mask fragment that looked like horns that sloped down over her breasts, covering them from above. Her hair was long and an almost iridescent bluish black in color. She looked up and smiled.
“A hatman with a pink coat?” she said with a sigh as the little girl crawled up beside her.
“Yah!” she exclaimed and pointed to Shunsui.
Imelda smirked. “Ratri, this is Kyōraku-taichou, from the Shinigami. He came to check in with the humans, and you know Inoue already,” she said as she gestured to Orihime who stood behind them. Orihime came forward.
“Hey, Niobe, want to go play while they talk?” she asked.
“Yay, I’ll play with the princess! Come to my room,” Niobe said and grabbed Orihime’s hand and drug her toward a ladder which she led her up.
“The princess?” Shunsui asked.
“Yeah, Kerest started that, calling her the princess. I think he’s got a crush on her,” Imelda said with a smirk. “How’s the blanket coming?” Imelda turned to Ratri.
“Almost done!” she said.
“Is someone visiting?” came a soft, drawling voice from the back.
Shunsui looked up to see another female Arrancar, this one with a mask that was plate of bone that went from her hairline down over her left eye. Around that, her hair was long and puffed light brown, almost like a lion’s mane around her face. She wore a set of loose pants and a tight shirt. Her body was lean and wiry looking. Walking out with her were both Uryū and Chad.
“Oh, Imelda, you’ve brought someone else with you?” she said with a soft smile as she came in and sat down beside Ratri.
“Yes, this is Kyrouku-taichou. He’s come to take his people back as a way to assure them they are well,” Imelda said with a smile at her.
“Ah, well, will you two be going, then?” she asked as she looked toward Uryū and Chad.
“I suppose we should go back to the World of the Living,” Uryū said with a sigh. He looked at Chad who nodded.
“Before you all go back, let me offer a thank you meal before you go. A few hours shoulnd’t harm?” Imelda asked.
Shunsui nodded. “I do believe that would be a wonderful idea. I even have an unopened jug of sake with me.”
“Sake?” Imelda asked with a frown.
“Oh, my dear, it is the nectar of the gods,” Shunsui said as he walked out of the room with her. Uryū and Chad followed after summoning Orihime from Niobe’s room.
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Byakuya was still somewhat surprised by the ease at which speaking with Aizen had gone. Either Aizen was playing a very intricate game, or he very genuinely loved Ichigo. The fact that Ichigo seemed to have attained control over the hogyuku even though it was still in Aizen’s possession was incredible. The others might have their doubts, but Byakuya knew what he’d seen and he was of the opinion that Ichigo had control over the hogyuku and that was why the Arrancar were slowly changing around him. Ichigo had to be the source. First he would take these two Arrancar to where Ichigo and Grimmjow were held.
He knocked and then opened the door. He was still getting used to seeing the extremely violent Arrancar so very docile. Grimmjow was sitting against the wall with Ichigo curled into his lap fast asleep. Grimmjow sat, cradling his head and looking very content. He was about to say something but the pink haired Arrancar hurried past him. Grimmjow nodded to him.
“Oi, Ichigo,” Grimmjow said. “Szayel’s here.”
Ichigo’s eyes fluttered open and he looked up. His eyes went wide and he squealed loudly, leaping into the thinner Arrancar’s arms. “Inky,” he muttered as he buried his face in Szayel’s neck. “Missed you. Wanna go home.”
“I know, I know, and we will. Aizen-sama agreed to what they wanted so they are supposed to send you back,” Szayel slowly disengaged him. “But I gotta check you over. You and the kit.”
Byakuya spoke up. “With his mental state, how do you anticipate he will be able to care for young?”
Both Grimmjow and Szayel glared at him. “That’s what we’re for,” Grimmjow said. “But there’s a chance his head will be clear when it comes to the kit. I’ve seen the most violent bastard hollows turn into the most doting dams when they birth a kit.”
“How will it be born?” Byakuya asked with a frown. “He does not have a birth canal like females would.”
“He will when the time comes,” Szayel explained as he pushed Ichigo to lay on his back. Grimmjow moved and put his hands on his shoulders. “The reiatsu chamber will alter his physiology to create one. Female Arrancar do the same thing, the birth canal doesn’t appear until right before actual birth. Which won’t happen for another few months, unless…well, Grimmjow is a cat. Could be sooner rather than later.”
Byakuya nodded. “I must report to the head captain. Please remain here.”
After he’d gone Szayel sensed the kit and ran his hands over Ichigo’s belly. “Chamber is fully formed, no anomalies, the soul implanted successfully. Seems to be growing at a steady pace, so no harm from being kidnapped by these idiots.” Szayel sat back up and Ichigo smiled at him.
“So I’m good, right?” he asked. “I will make Grimm-kitty happy with a baby kitty.”
“Yes, yes you will,” Grimmjow told him and kissed his forehead. “Very happy.”
Ichigo smiled up at him. “Her name is Yasu. She will have tiny kitten ears, and her tail is orange.”
Grimmjow glanced at Szayel and then back to Ichigo. “How do you know that?”
“Shiro said she came to visit. She had teeth, too. He said she bit his calf because he teased her,” Ichigo smirked and then reached up to hug Grimmjow. “Bloody…” he muttered in Grimmjow’s ear, and he knew that he’d lost his bit of clarity already.
Szayel shook his head. “I’ve got no idea on that. I suppose it is possible for the Zanpakutō spirit to see the kit, but I’ve never heard of anything like that. “
Grimmjow shook his head. “Yasu, an assertive child,” he mumbled. “Well, guess there’s no choice, that’s the kit’s name.”
Szayel sighed, looking over to see Nel was still watching with an amused smirk.
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Shunsui stepped through to Soul Society after taking Uryū, Orihime, and Chad back to the World of the Living. He had enjoyed his visit with the unusual Arrancar, though. Even if they had all be shocked at what sake was. He’d have to take more back to them. He paused as he passed the fourth division though, wondering how Ichigo was doing. He would see how he was before he made his report, he decided. He found his way to the room he was staying in. He knocked lightly before he opened the door.
Inside, he found Ichigo was lying on his stomach, drawing in red pencil on a pad of paper. Beside him, the pink haired scientist was watching him, stroking his head now and then. Grimmjow was lying on the futon, asleep, and the green haired Nel was also sleeping on the other futon. He walked over toward them.
“What does he draw?” Shunsui asked as quietly as he could.
Szayel looked up at him. “He says he is drawing Yasu, the baby.”
On the pad, he was indeed drawing a small baby. It had a long tail, and it was a chubby little creature. It had a head full of hair, and there were a pair of ears sitting on top. It didn’t have human ears, just the cat ears. It also was wearing a little dress.
“Yasu?” Shunsui asked. “And a girl. Is it his image of what he thinks it will look like, or does he know?”
“He seems to know somehow. He said Shiro told him she’d been playing in their inner world already. He said she is really loud and talks a lot.”
“Interesting. How are you Ichigo?” he said a little louder.
Ichigo turned his brown eyes on Shunsui. “She’s gonna chase the butterflies away, but she is alone, but not for long. There will be more babies for my mates,” he said and went back to drawing.
“Hmm,” Shunsui murmured and then left them.
He had been thinking a lot of the situation. In the end, everything had been their fault. His grief had completely clouded his ability to see clearly. He had seen his best friend and sometimes lover die, and he hadn’t been able to handle it. He wanted to kill the person to kill Jūshirō with his own hands, and would have done so once the order to execute him had come down. There would have been no doubt in his mind. And now, to think that killing Ichigo would have been such a kindness.
As he walked toward the first office, he wondered. Even though he was still partially insane, and now an Arrancar fully, how could they just murder him? That would be what it was, murder. Ichigo was not at fault for what had happened in the least, and it had been them that drove him to insanity. No, it was not to be that way.
He knocked on the office door, and received the command to enter. He looked in surprise to see Urahara and Isshin Kurosaki already there.
“Kyrouku-taichou,” the head captain said. “You come to report on Agartha.”
“I do. I spent the day with them, and as they said, our people were all safe. I’ve returned the humans to the world of the living, and all our people have returned. All, however, expressed a desire to return and spend more time with these Arrancar.”
“Where did the Arrancar in this place originate?” the head captain said from behind his desk.
“Some are naturally evolving Arrancar, but the majority were from Las Noches. Some were priverion, and others were simply Arrancar that escaped Aizen’s rule. Some of them escaped Kurotsuchi-taichou’s experiements,” he said and glanced seriously at Urahara. “They are irrevocably damaged. I spoke to three who were severely affected. One was unable to speak or even eat most the time, another spoke in strange references to planets and stars, and another often fell into fits of self-hatred. There were others, but they had been able to recover and become productive.”
“Your opinion on Ichigo Kurosaki?” he asked.
Shunsui looked at Isshin and Urahara. “I believe he should be returned to Aizen and the Arrancar of Las Noches.”
“How can you say that?” Isshin exclaimed. “He can’t be left with Aizen! Aizen did this to him!”
“The Aizen that I met is not the one that left Soul Society,” Shunsui stated, looking at him seriously. “Ichigo has changed him greatly, as he has changed the Arrancar. They no longer answer to Aizen, they answer to Ichigo. Not returning him will lead to all out war. Even the Agarthan, who have no real stake in conflict between Soul Society and Las Noches would fight for Ichigo. They consider him one of theirs now, and they will do everything they can to return him. This bond between the Arrancar, this claiming and mating, is much deeper than anything humans and Shinigami can experience. I saw many couples and groupings while there, and it is very common to die for their mates if necessary,” Shunsui sighed.
“And this child?” the head captain asked.
“This child is his child. It should be born and he should be allowed to hold her.”
“Her?” Isshin asked.
“Ichigo has named the baby Yasu, and says that it is a girl. He’s currently drawing pictures of her with Szayel in his room at the fourth,” Shunsui explained.
“He can’t have a child! That…but…” Isshin stammered, but Urahara put a hand on his shoulder.
“Isshin, you have to let this happen. After what Ichigo has been through, would it be fair to simply take everything away from him again?” Urahara squeezed his shoulder. “His whole world was ripped away, and he made a new one in the last six months. He has a new family and a new life. Do we want to simply rip that away and make him suffer again?”
“He’s my son,” Isshin whispered.
Shunsui didn’t want to say it, but he couldn’t help the words. “Shiba-san. If he was this important to you, why would have turned your back on him ten years ago?”
Isshin stared at Shunsui, shocked that he would say something like that. The words were true though, and Shunsui sighed and turned to the head captain again. “I’ll prepare them to return, Sou-taichou, if you have agreed to send him back.”
“Do so.”
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“Time to go home, Ichi,” Grimmjow said as the door opened, revealing Byakuya and Shunsui who would be escorting them back to Las Noches.
Ichigo squealed and hugged Grimmjow before kissing him on the cheek. “Home, with mates, and Master,” he said with a smile.
“Home with us all,” Szayel said and hugged him.
They walked out into the sun and Shunsui handed Ichigo his swords, and Byakuya handed Nel and Grimmjow their weapons. Szayel hadn’t brought anything with him. They walked them toward the senkaimon but both Urahara and Isshin stood there. Ichigo froze as soon as he saw them.
“I don’t wanna go back with them,” he said with a petrified look on his face.
Grimmjow squeezed his shoulders. “They aren’t taking you anywhere, they are here to tell you good-bye.”
Ichigo nodded, eyes already full of tears. “I don’t want to go with them, not anymore.” His voice trembled but Grimmjow got him moving forward again.
When they stood in front of them, Isshin stepped forward.
“I’m sorry, son. For everything that’s happened,” he whispered. “I should have listened, I should have believed you. I’m sorry, so sorry. Please, will you come with me instead of going with them? You can stay with Urahara, and your sisters can visit you and maybe he can build you a Gigai…” Tears were slipping from Isshin’s eyes now. Ichigo shook his head, muttering under his breath as he nuzzeled into Grimmjow’s shoulder.
“No, no, not there, not ever. Never going there, never again. I’m going home!” he said as he finally seemed to snap.
“Why, son?” Isshin begged and Ichigo’s eyes locked onto his.
A second, and his eyes bled black and gold again, like they had in the meeting. “Why?” he whispered, letting go of Grimmjow as his sanity set in again. “Why? You threw me to the dogs and burned my body, and you ask me why I won’t go back with you? You let them drive me insane without question of what they would do to me? You would let them murder me when I did nothing wrong? You would, without question, agree? No, you had your chance to do what was right, and you…you…” he stammered, the black starting to fade from his eyes slowly. “You lost your chance to say anything about my life when you told me I was dead.”
Ichigo blinked and his eyes shifted back to their normal brown. He gasped, grabbing Grimmjow’s hand tightly. “Wanna go, now,” he muttered and looked up at him.
“Let’s go, Ichi-baby, the others are waiting,” Grimmjow whispered as they left Isshin and Urahara behind and stepped through.
On the other side, the two captains watched as Grimmjow led them into Las Noches, then they themselves returned to Soul Society. Isshin and Urahara stood there still. Byakuya looked at them and then shook his head.
“Don’t try and convince yourself his words are from his insanity. Those words were truth,” Byakuya commented, then turned and left.
Shunsui turned and opened the senkaimon and let them leave. It was painful to accept that you’ve done something terrible, but Isshin Shiba would have to deal with that fact. He had done something unforgivable, and something a father should never do. He abandoned his son without question. No, they had all committed an unforgivable crime. For that reason, Shunsui had to make sure that Ichigo was allowed to live his life as well as he could. He understood the thinking that he was “better off dead” than in the condition he now lived. That wasn’t true. A life like Ichigo had now, one where he had people that loved him, and whom he loved, that was not a bad life. No, the only reason to destroy Ichigo’s life was to try and make their horrible deed disappear. Shunsui would not allow that to happen, no matter if he had to stand up to the head captain. He’d done it before, and he would do so again if he had to.
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