Two Masters of Unusual Zanpakuto Spirits | By : Akabara Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 1577 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Tama sat on the rooftop of Squad six, a pale sky blue blanket wrapped around her shoulders to guard against the night breeze. Years ago, she wore the standard Shinigami uniform with no modifications, now she wore the pale blue obi that Rangiku had given her, and the pale blue scarf that Renji had given her for her birthday was wrapped around her neck.
In her hair was a pale blue hair tie that Izuru knew she'd love which pulled her white hair back into a lose pony tail that draped down over her back but still kept the hair out of her face during combat. In addition to the hair tie he'd also given her a pair of pale blue arm warmers that also covered her middle finger and the back of her hands. Shuhei had given her something called an ipod that he'd bought in the human world, it was also blue and filled with music he knew she'd like. From what she'd listened to so far he had put Offspring, Sum41, and Linkin Park on the Ipod knowing she liked alternative rock songs. Blue was her favourite colour, everyone knew it. The lightning that Raiden emitted was pale blue, almost white, and his hilt had navy blue wrapping with yellow embroidery.
Byakuya having taught her the Utsusemi technique that Yoruichi Shihoin had taught him, gave her a navy blue under shirt that was sleeveless and backless. He also knew that during her time in the executive militia, Soifon had taught her the basics of using Shunko, though back then she hadn't known the name for it until Yoruichi had told Soifon. Byakuya had figured that if the need rose for Tama to use the Utsusemi technique she should have something to cover her upper half so she wasn't running around topless. Tama had laughed at the thought of fighting with her breasts exposed for all to see, though the idea of it had indeed terrified her. In addition to those things, she had recently perfected Byakuya's own signature technique, Senka.
Although Byakuya had started on the paperwork to send Tama to the human world immediately following the first encounter with the Arrancar, she wasn't approved for traveling to the human world until after the war was over. Now they had some intelligence that suggested one Espada may still be alive and wanted her to keep an eye on things in Karakura town. She knew the name of the Espada as well, Grimmjow Jaggerjacques. Tama sighed as her mind took her back to the last time she, herself had seen Grimmjow.
130 year old Tama had just hidden a 35 year old Minori and told her to mask her spiritual pressure, the child had nodded and obeyed her. Now she raced back to where Keiko was fighting the hollows and Adjuchas that had appeared in their district. She arrived just as the cat-like hollow leapt onto Keiko, knocking her onto her back, and then ripped out her throat.
"KEIKO!" Tama screamed, tears instantly running down her cheeks. She growled and charged at the Adjuchas with her Katana drawn.
It looked to her, "Don't be a fool. Comfort your friend as she dies and remember my name."
Gillian-class menos appeared and used a few beams of light to recall the remaining hollows as well as the Adjuchas that led them.
"Remember my name: Grimmjow Jaggerjacques!"
Tama watched seething with rage as they disappeared into the black hole in the sky.
She then turned to her friend and rushed to her side, gently shifting her so she could her. "Keiko," Tama breathed.
Keiko's golden hair was tinged red with her own blood, she was sputtering as she tried to talk, but could only whisper. Tama leaned in closer to hear her.
"My sister - protect my sister, Tama. I kn-know you'll ke-keep her s-safe. I t-tru-" Keiko gasped out with her last breath.
Tama cradled her friend, sobbing quietly for a moment before unleashing an anguished scream that the next district heard.
Tama closed her eyes in regret, she had failed her bestfriend, Keiko Takahashi, and she had failed Keiko's sister, Minori. Keiko was long gone now, for the past seventy years and Minori had been missing for fifty years now.
She sighed contently and relaxed as the wind whipped around her blissfully losing herself in the calming effects of nature until Shuhei cleared his throat from behind her.
Turning her head to see the 9th squad Lieutenant, he smiled slightly before sitting next to her, one leg slightly bent and resting an arm on his knee. "You're going to the human world huh?"
It wasn't so much a question, more like he'd heard a rumour and was seeking confirmation. Tama nodded in response, "Yeah, I leave tomorrow."
Shuhei gave her a worried glance, "Watch your back out there Sis."
Tama smiled a little and closed her eyes. Technically she'd grown up an orphan, without anyone except the frequent secrective visits of Byakuya Kuchiki to check in on her and train her in hand to hand combat.
Then in the Academy she'd become close friends with Shuhei Hisagi and Izuru Kira, now she viewed all three men as brothers, though one of them she had to cherish secretly for fear of what their friendship coming to light would do to his social status.
"I will bro, don't get hurt too badly while I'm gone. If I come back to find you with more scars, I'll kick your ass," Tama replied slightly joking towards the end.
Shuhei chuckled, "You and what army?"
"I was Onmitsukido before I was the sixth squad's third chair, who says I'd need an army?"
Shuhei laughed and nodded in agreement. He wrapped an arm around Tama, pulling her into a hug. Tama wrapped her arm across his chest with her hand stopping at his shoulder, completing the hug, "I'm not joking Shu. You get hurt, pray I don't find out."
He laughed again, "back at you kid."
Tama shivered slightly, and Shu gave her a worried look. He stood and then picked her up bridal style, using his Shunpo to carry her over to the nineth. "I'm getting you some hot tea. Last thing you need before you go on a mission is a cold," he told her as she sat on the couch. There was no questioning in his voice, this was his big brother mode. Byakuya was similar with her as well though he disguised it as a commanding officer caring for an ill subordinate.
When Tama had caught pneumonia close to the prior new year, he had insisted that she stay at the Kuchiki manor and receive care from his personal healers rather than 'take up a fourth squad bed without necessity.'
In truth, he had been scared of her dying from the illness as his wife, Hisana had died from an acute lung disease herself. During that time, a rumour about Tama had reached their ears, claiming that she was not attracted to men. Both of them had laughed at the notion, with him knowing she had a crush on the 13th squad's former Lieutenant, Kaien Shiba. Shiba however had been a married man, and Tama had been a teenager at the time, as such she never let on to him nor would she have allowed anything to happen. She was nothing if not moral.
Shuhei handed her a cup of steaming hot green tea, which she gladly took from him, "thank you Shu."
He gave a slight nod and sat next to her with his own cup of tea. The two drank the tea, and chatted back and forth a bit, yes he still had a crush on Rangiku, no he wasn't going to say or do anything about it, besides he was starting to take a bit of an interest in Nanao as well.
Tama glanced at him, "Nanao? Really?"
Shuhei nodded, "She's a strong feminist, she's big into books, and she doesn't approve of overly promiscuous behaviour."
"I'd say a more accurate term would be she doesn't approve of inappropriate behaviour," Tama replied with a smile.
Shuhei smiled and then nodded a bit. Still Nanao was a good girl, he was viewed as being the soul society's bad boy.
Almost as if she could hear his thoughts Tama chuckled and sat her empty cup down, "Don't let stereotypes get you down Shu. Labels are for canned food, nothing else. Speaking of canned food, I'll pick up some vienna sausage for you while I'm in the human world."
Shuhei smiled a bit, "Thanks T. Remember, watch your back out there."
"Yeah yeah, same old song and dance," Tama replied non-chalantly as she waved goodbye to him, then shunpo'd back to the sixth division.
Walking into her quarters, she sighed as she glanced around at the science and research equipment that had taken her nearly 20 years of income to purchase. All in the hopes of finding a way to reverse her hollowfication, so far the best she'd done was give her hollow a cold which made for an interesting situation when she'd hear it cough or sneeze in her head and be almost compelled to say 'bless you' or 'would you like a kleenex' in casual conversation when no one else in the group she was with at the time was either coughing or sneezing. Luckily she'd been able to keep her mouth shut, though it did take a lot of self discipline to achieve.
Sighing she changed out of her uniform and into a pale blue kimono which was her pyjamas, then she pulled back the indigo bed sheets. Tama climbed into bed and fell asleep. 'I'll have to be careful though, if I'm too severely injured my hollow will take over to finish the fight and heal me. No big deal if I'm the only one there, but if someone else sees it-'she stopped her train of thought and shivered knowing what the outcome would be.
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