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Disclaimers: Bleach is the
sole property of Kubo Tite. I only own this fanfic.

When I use the word �man�, I�m
using it in the context of gender and not (im) mortality.

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Past

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Previously: She had learnt
to wear the mask of superficial deception that she despised.

Damn you, Kisuke. Damn you for this hotheaded student, along with your crackpot ideas and plans, especially your suggestions...

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Memories

"I'm bored. Between hills of
paperwork, all-out training, life-threatening missions and listening to your
inventive craziness, routine has become rather unappealing."

Re-sheathing his sword, the
man with wind-blown hair straggling everywhere sighed.

"It's not as if you're wasting
your time, since we do egg each other on. But seeing you want a new challenge, hm..."

Dust swirled about uneven rock,
as her best friend pondered. Then inscrutable satisfaction gradually crept over
his face, his particular expression making her rather uncomfortable.

"You've not used your speed in a while to tease that shinigami. Don't you like bringing the so-called
'stuffy and pompous' types down a few notches?"

Both knew she was unmatched in
shyunpo in Soul Society, with the possible exception of Genryuusai-shishou. The
outcome of this proposed diversion was a dull certainty, but the prospect of
doing so... the captain of the twelfth division and founder of the Research
Institute of Technology threw in extra bait.

"It's not the destination that's
always important; the journey counts too, remember?"

"I'll think about it. In the meantime, our combat practice has
left me ravenous. You owe me dinner. Let's go!"

Laughing, the two shinigami
turned and raced back towards Seirei-tei.

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"Scatter-"

There was no time to think or feel,
only to react. In the blink of an eye, Senbonzakura's power was prevented from
further release with the temporary binding technique.

Leaping back and standing, positioning
herself between her objective and the other two captains, she ignored wide-eyed
disbelief and puzzled stares from both sides. Nothing mattered at this point,
except for the youth whom Kisuke had pinned his hopes on. Eyes focused on the
wide expanse of worn wood ahead, possible plans were made and discarded in an
instant. There was only one way. She wouldn't fail with these... people as
her opponents. Too bad her memories were just as sharp and pervasive, invading
her train of thought with their annoying persistence.

I must be ready before our
impetuous hero can act; remembering irrelevance does not help...

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Nothing spectacular about his
moves, maybe even a bit too... slow for an elite warrior. No fun here. She'd have
to find other ways to amuse herself-

"Stop spying, Shihouin-senpai."

Interesting. He'd found out fast
and recognized her spiritual aura from this distance without even giving any
previous indication. How had he finally been able to do so? The only other prodigy who had been able to, was Ichimaru Gin. Her spiritual energy had been heavily subdued to the point that it was almost non-detectable. Looking down from the well-hidden
branch more than fifteen feet off the ground, she had to ask.

"How did you know?"

Without hesitating, his answer
was as smooth as gliding over ice.

"Very few shinigami have reached
the stage whereby they can skillfully contain and conceal their cultivated
energy. They become a lot more powerful when the full pressure is released. You
are one of the rare few who can do so."

Good. That meant she might be
entertained a while longer.

"Plus, your obvious slyness was
a dead giveaway."

The stout branch nearly broke
beneath her clenched fist. Shihouin Yoruichi did not like the way he behaved,
or the dismissive attitude he was displaying. Crushing such arrogance would be
a pleasure to savour. Leaping down from her observation spot, she smiled
dangerously while walking towards the much taller man.

"Kuchiki-san, I only stayed to
watch because your movements were rather... sluggish. The standards for our
officers have really declined. I was thinking of challenging you but after that
observation, I leave you to your training. Good da-"

"State your challenge."

"I refuse to talk to the back of
someone who's clearly lacking in decorum."

He turned around. Dark eyes
held a disquieting glimmer, before it vanished. Was that annoyance? His
impassive face was as distant and pale as refined marble. If the arrogant man
became any more inanimate, this household would not be lacking in granite for
its pillars. Time to put him in his place. Slim brown fingers brandished a
reddish stick the length of his thumb.

"My chalk... against your blade."

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List of Definitions by alphabetical order

Shishou: master

Seirei-tei: Court of Pure
Souls

Senpai: Senpai/Sempai: Term of respect given to an elder, mentor or a more senior person. Sempai is the verbal form; senpai is the written form.

Shinigami: Death God.

Shyunpo: A demon art a shinigami uses that allows the user to 'warp' i.e. move extremely fast beyond the abilities for the normal eye to see. Also known as 'Instant or Flash (shyun-) step (-po)'.
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