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Masquerade Between Hell and Justice	By : Karmira Category: Bleach > General Views: 3498 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This first chapter sets off the situation at Karakura town, reintroducing characters like Ichigo, Kisuke, Renji, and acquainting yourself with OCs, Tsukiro Ashimitsu and Kita Miyamoto.

Arc One: Setting the Stage

Chapter One: The Choker

While in the backroom Kisuke tinkered around in his little lab he had in the back of Urahara Shop, his mind drifting in and out on the item he was working on and past events. Almost 2 years ago, Aizen escaped from Soul Society. How the man did it was beyond Kisuke, but he did and now he was out to wreak havoc once more. This did not sit well with Kisuke. Not in the slightest bit. Especially since there was a certain someone, Kita, that was now in his life. For over 8 years, he has been able to keep her secret hidden away. Well--all except for Yoruichi, but there was not much he could hide from that woman. Now Aizen was free once more, and if he did not know about Kita — before being captured — Kisuke was sure he knew by now. However, things had been very quiet for all of them. Not a sign of Aizen or even more hollows than what was normal. This was a good sign, but then again, it was not. Aizen's silence could only mean one thing. His deceitful ways were working over time. And Kisuke was not taking any chances with the Seraph’s life. If Aizen knew of her or not.

He reached around Ichigo as he stood there watching him make the 'gift' for Kita. A white silk ribbon about an inch in diameter, with silver bar clasps on either end to connect the ends together, laid out on the counter and a silver hollowed lace heart pendant lay next to it. Grabbing a small jar with tiny blood red crystals and another with white crystals, Kisuke opened the jars, placing five each of both crystals within the heart. He snapped it closed. With a weak Kido, he placed a small welding spot on the seam to keep it from opening and the crystals from falling out. He then finished up with a small silver jump ring attached to a thicker part of the ribbon in the center. Kisuke picked up the ribbon and attached the two ends, holding it up to look at it. Ichigo blinked a few times looking at it. A choker. The heart hung in the middle as a short thin piece of silver chain hung down the back, another small blood red crystal dangled from the end.

"You think she will like it?" Kisuke asked Ichigo.

"Of course she will," Ichigo grinned, his hands in his pockets. "She's probably the least picky person that I've met in my entire life. To her, any gift is precious, no matter how horrible or expensive." Ichigo took the choker from Kisuke and smoothed it between his fingers. "She'll love it."

Kisuke smiled from under his hat, handing Ichigo a small white box. "Good. Can you wrap it for me? I would like to have it together and ready for her when she gets here later."

Kisuke turned and picked up the jars, sealing them once more putting them away. His thoughts roaming again. "As long as she wears it, she will be safe. I just hope no one is the wiser to her yet." Kisuke said more to himself then Ichigo.

Ichigo nodded and took the box. He rummaged around until he found what he was looking for: violet wrapping paper and a white ribbon bow. He had sat down and just began to pull a length of the paper out when a thought occurred to him.

He turned to Kisuke. "How do you know she's coming over? And what did you mean no one is the wiser to her? What does the choker do?"

Kisuke continued with what he was doing as he talked to Ichigo. "Hitsugaya stopped by. She is like clockwork. It never fails." Kisuke smiled to himself. "The choker will conceal her spiritual pressure. No matter how much you all believe she is a future soul reaper, she is not. She can't be trained like Karin and you to do it herself. Kita has no idea of who or what she is. And now with Aizen free, we have to protect her at all costs.”

He turned, looking at Ichigo as he wrapped the choker. "Even if Aizen is not aware of her, it wouldn't be long before he will if we didn’t get her spiritual pressure under control."

Ichigo nodded and turned back to Kita's gift with a sigh. "I still don't understand how he escaped. They had him locked up tight. They had him strapped to a chair in the lowest level of the prison!"

Once he finished wrapping the gift, he paused, looking down at it solemnly.

"Another life for him to destroy..."

Kisuke smacked Ichigo in the back of the head as he walked past him. "Don't think like that. Thoughts like that lead to problems. Stay on the positive side of thought."

Kisuke grabbed the wrapped gift, tucking it gently into his kimono as he walked out the door into the living quarters.

Ichigo scratched the back of his head as he stood up to follow Kisuke into the next room. He shook his head to push the negative thoughts out of his mind and focused on the smile he would see on Kita's face when she got the gift.

"Whatever happens, we beat Aizen before, we'll do it again," he said to mostly himself.

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Kisuke walked from his lab and strolled over to the table in the main room, sitting down. Pouring himself a cup of hot tea from the kettle that sat there waiting for him, he looked around the room while sipping it. Tessai walked out of the hall, his arms full of bed sheets.

"Laundry?" Kisuke asked.

"Every Friday I do laundry. You know that,” Tessai replied. scooting past him.

"Hm," Kisuke hummed taking another sip.

Ichigo entered the living room and sat at the table across from Kisuke. "Kisuke, what do we do when Aizen finally shows himself? I hate waiting like this. It's like the winter war all over again. We're sitting around waiting for something to happen."

He clenched his fist, grinding his teeth. "I feel so useless! We're all sitting ducks for him and we can't do a thing about it!"

"It's better we don't know where he is or what he's up to." Tsukiro Ashimitsu stood in the threshold of the doorway, leaning against the post. His ocean blue eyes were cold yet burned intensely. His arms were crossed into his black haori sleeves. "Mostly because if we did, I would be the first person to go after him. And where would that get me? I'd be dead. He's bound to have new tricks up his sleeves this time around. Including a new set of lackeys. Frankly, things would be worse if we knew. Then we'd end up reacting harshly and recklessly. Then we'd end up playing into his hands."

Tsukiro looked at the box that peeked out of Kisuke's kimono. Immediately, he knew who it was for. However he said nothing.

Kisuke adjusted his hat looking up at the new voice that joined them. "Well, what brings you here, Tsukiro? Any news on the escape by chance?" He smirked and adjusted his hat back over his eyes, returning to his tea. He nonchalantly tucked the gift back into his kimono.

Tsukiro gave Kisuke a bland look. "If there was, I wouldn't be here. I'd be out playing head hunter." He pushed up off the post and walked further into the room. "I'm here to see Kita. You know she's the only reason I come here while not on a mission or collecting information."

Kisuke chuckled. "You know, one day you might ask her on a date, ya think?" He lifted his cup to take a sip when he paused and looked at the two boys. "Speaking of our little angel. It seems she's here." He reached into his pocket and lifted out a wild cherry sucker and sat it on the table.

Kita strolled up to the front door and slid it open looking in the front of the shop then stepped in. "Wow! It's really quiet here today." She slid the door half-closed as she called. "Hello? Anyone here?" She finished closing the door as she heard Kisuke call out to her.

"Back here, Kita."

She smiled and started walking to the back of the shop, long black hair swinging behind her.

"Hey, Kita," Ichigo smiled at her as she walked into the living room. "How's it going?"

When she walked in the back room, Kita’s hands were folded in front of her. She lifted one, slightly waving at Ichigo. "Hi, Ichigo. And its going rather well." She brushed past Tsukiro and smiled shyly at him, trying not to make eye contact. "Hello, Tsukiro,” she murmured, her tone soft and seemly unsteady. She blushed slightly when he looked at her and smiled warmly.

When she looked to Kisuke he was holding up her sucker for her. "Sweets for my Sweety." Kisuke announced.

She giggled and walked over to him, taking it from his hand. "Don't you think I am getting a little old for this?"

Tsukiro whipped out his hand towards Kisuke. As he did, a kunai sunk into the table near Kisuke's hand, nailing his sleeve to the table. The look he gave Kisuke was disgusted. "You're even more of a dirty old man than I thought, Kisuke. Giving an eighteen year old girl a sucker. Pervert!"

Kisuke looked at Tsukiro and pulled the kunai from his sleeve and the table. "Its tradition with me and Kita,” he stated in the same nonchalant tone as the attitude with which he had freed himself. “She has been coming by here for years, and I see nothing wrong with it." He slipped kunai under the table.

Quickly walking in the shop, Renji made his way to the living room hearing the others talking. When he walked in the room, his eyes lit up and a huge smile spread across his face.

"Kita! I thought that was you I sensed." He stepped past Tsukiro and gave her a big hug. "I am glad I stopped by today. I have missed seeing you." He slowly released her. Taking her hand, he sat down at the table with her.

Kisuke looked at Renji and Kita as they sat down with Ichigo and him. "So where have you been hiding, Renji?" he asked, watching his former student fume in the doorway.

As Renji brushed past him to Kita and Kisuke’s laid-back question filled the room, Tsukiro clenched his fists and turned around to leave.

Kisuke then called out to him. "So soon? Why don't you join us, Tsukiro? There’s no need to leave so quickly." Kisuke looked at him, smiling a crazy grin as he waved his hand at him. "It could prove to be interesting indeed."

The shopkeeper looked to Renji and Kita at the table as they sat there talking in their own little world. He knew Tsukiro liked Kita — they all did — but the boy just lacked the motive to ask her out. A talent Tsukiro definitely did not pick up from him. Renji, on the other hand, was on the ball and he was not going to let anything or anyone get in his way.

Tsukiro stopped and said without looking back, fists still clenched, “She's got enough men to keep her company. With you three, one missing won't change anything." He left without another word, his blood boiling.

From anger or jealousy, he didn't know which.

Kisuke shrugged his shoulder at Tsukiro's comment as he stormed out. Kita's attention quickly caught at Tsukiro exit. No sooner had Kisuke looked back to the table, he watched Kita get up and go quickly after Tsukiro, Renji sitting there with a shocked look on his face.

As she exited the room, Kisuke looked to Ichigo. "So how is Karin doing? I have not seen her for a few days."

Ichigo blinked at the door as Tsukiro and Kita ran out. Then he turned to Kisuke, shaking his head. "She's doing good. She's a wiz in school.” He chuckled. “Dad is all over her, but she's not having any of it."

The group at the table sat for a while, chatting back and forth, catching up on recent events.

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Kita quickly made her way out of the room after the dark figure. "Tsukiro?!" She caught his hand as he stormed through the hall. He did not turn to look at her as he jerked his hand from hers. Kita’s face blanched in shock and she stepped back from him. “What’s… wrong?" she asked, her tone soft spoken.

Tsukiro sighed in irritation as he pushed his hands into his hair and pulled at the roots. He took a moment to compose himself before he turned around to look at Kita with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry. It's just that it seems like every time I get within two feet of you, some other dickhead like Renji comes along and throws himself at you like you're Aphrodite or something!"

Of course you pretty much are...

He turned away, glaring at the wall to the room next to them. "It's disgusting how hard he tries to get under your skirt. And it's not just him. I see others around town staring at you like you're their last meal. It's revolting."

It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either. Just another half truth rolling off the tongue because he was afraid to tell her why Renji's actions really pissed him off.

Kita wasn’t sure what to say, but she did not want to see him leave either. She understood what he was saying, but she could not control what other people did. Only stop them if they got to forward with her. She sighed and took the hand that hung at his side in hers again.

"I... I am sorry. I don't know what to say here, but I do know one thing."

Tsukiro looked at her.

With a warm smile, she told him. "I don't want you to leave. It has been a few days since I have seen you, and I would like to visit with you before you go running off." She tilted her head, still smiling. "So... would it be too much to ask you to stay a little longer at least? For me."

Tsukiro sighed again, only this time it was in relief. He smiled brightly and squeezed her hand. Pulling her into a hug, he squeezed her tightly. He whispered into her ear, "Only if you sit next to me and pay more attention to me than that sunburnt pineapple Renji Abarai."

Kita returned his hug, giggling softly as she turned a soft shade of pink when he whispered in her ear. "I can do that if you're willing to stay for my sake."

Tsukiro pulled away and winked at her, laughing softly.

As they parted, Kita would not look at him since she could still feel the warmth in her cheeks from blushing. With her head still lowered, she called out to him. “Should we go back and join them then?"

Tsukiro nodded and walked back towards the living room, hand in hand with Kita. “I swear I'm going to kill him one of these days. But for your sake, I suppose it can wait another day."

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When Kita and Tsukiro walked in the room Renji turned slightly looking at them both. His eyes bore down on Tsukiro as he gritted his teeth seeing him hold Kita's hand.

"I see you're back all too soon." Renji grunted as he turned back to the table. Tsukiro said nothing to the comment nor even look at him as he continued into the room. A conniving smile crossed Renji’s face as he patted the spot Kita had sat minutes before. "Your spot’s still open, Kita."

Looking at Renji and smiling warmly, Kita told him, "I think I will sit over here."

She still sat next to him but this time she had a little more room between them, and Tsukiro sat on the other side of her. Once seated again, Kita looked to Kisuke as he cleared his throat.

Kisuke reached into him kimono and pulled out the 'gift'. "I want you to have this, Kita." He slid the violet wrapped box with the white bow across the table to her. "I finally finished this today after getting all the pieces together, and Ichigo wrapped it for you.” He watched her eyes light up as she stretched her hand out for the box.

Kita looked to Ichigo and smiled, "Thank you, Ichigo. It's very pretty. I almost don't want to open it." She giggled softly and picked up the box then pulled at the tail of the ribbon as it came undone and fell to the table.

Ichigo chuckled, waving it off. "Nah. My kid sisters could do better. Gift wrapping isn't my area of expertise."

Finishing with unwrapping the box, Kita opened the lid. Her eyes grew wider and she gasped, "It's beautiful, Kisuke. Thank you." She lifted the choker from the box and held it across her fingers looking at the charm.

"What are these crystals in here?" She asked, looking closer inside the heart charm.

"You copying me, Kisuke?" Tsukiro grinned. "We match now.” He thumped his own choker, violet blue ribbon with a leopard fang jewel around his his arm. “Want me to put it on for you?"

Kisuke winked. "Are you trying to hide something?"

Ignoring Kisuke, Kita looked to Tsukiro, nodding quickly, “Mhmm." She handed him the choker. She was smiling so wide she could feel the muscles in her cheeks starting to cramp. "It's so beautiful. Thank you so much, Kisuke." She grabbed her hair in one hand and pulled it around and out of the way as it draped over her right shoulder.

Kisuke smiled at Kita from under his hat as he watched Tsukiro latch the choker around her neck. “You're welcome, Kita. But that choker serves a greater propose here. Please promise me that you will never take it off."

Kisuke adjusted his hat to look at her better, his eyes stern yet soft and caring. "I need you. To promise me that, Kita."

Kita looked to Kisuke, confused and not sure what to say. When Tsukiro was done clasping the choker, she turned slightly looking at him too, hoping he might know something that she did not or that Kisuke was not telling. She also looked to Renji and Ichigo.

"I … don't understand?"

Tsukiro looked sternly at Kisuke. "It's because of her spiritual pressure, isn't it? She gets attacked by hollows every so often because of it. This choker has a Kido spell that seals it, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it does that, among other things." Kisuke poured himself another cup of tea, offering some to the others as well as he continued. "With Aizen free once more, we can't take chances with Kita. She is very important — in more ways than most know. Even she herself doesn't understand her importance."

He paused and placed the teapot back to the table. He looked at each one of the boys.

"She must be protected to the fullest extent. She can't be allowed to fall into Aizen's hands."

Tsukiro looked over to Kita to see her wearing a pale, stunned stare of fright. He placed his hand on her shoulder. "Hey. Don't worry. We'll do everything we can to keep you safe. I swear it."

"He's right," Ichigo nodded. "He won't come near you.” The substitute stood up and stretched. "We'll, I have to get going. I promised my sisters I'd be back in time for dinner. I'll be seeing you guys."

Ichigo waved good night as he stood up.

Tsukiro smiled sadly at Kita. "Unfortunately, I have to leave as well." He patted her head and stood up. "I'll see you next week.” Kita only nodded as he went towards the doorway. “Take care of her Kisuke," Tsukiro said, the last line from the door, “and let me know if anything comes up."

”Ichigo's right." Renji stood with the others. "Don't worry that pretty little head of yours. We will protect you from that bastard. He won't get close enough to you to know your eye color."

He stretched his arms over his head. "I have to be getting back myself. Later, Ichigo." The two high-fived one another as Ichigo walked past him, Ichigo telling him later.

Renji then walked over to Kita, leaned down over the top of her kissing the top of her head. "You're as safe as a child in its mother's arms with me around, babe. Don't worry." He then faced Tsukiro in the doorway. "I will see you back at Soul Society." He turned and followed Ichigo's footsteps. "Later, Hat and Clogs." Renji waved as he left the room, brushing past Tsukiro.

Tsukiro ignored Renji with a glint in his eyes as he walked out of the room. Kita then watched as he turned and left himself. Sighing softly as they all left the shop, leaving her and Kisuke there alone, she looked over to him.

"What am I?" Kita asked straight to the point.

Kisuke sighed, pulling his hat down over his eyes. "I don't know if it is something you should know right now. In time, it will be made aware to you, but right now, just enjoy your life and promise me to never take that choker off. It will protect you and keep your Godly spiritual pressure under wraps. Alright?"

He looked up at her from under his hat and gave a half smile. "Alright?" He asked her again.

. . . . .

The door moved slightly as Karin peeked into the room. Good, Kita has him distracted, and Ichi-nii didn't say anything when we passed each other. My reiatsu is sealed. She stepped backwards. Now's my chance. She launched herself through the open door, spinning into a high kick, eyes on that blasted hat.

"Take THIS!" The room blurred…

"Take what?" Kisuke asked with a smirk across his lips, looking at Karin as he kneeled down next to Kita on the other side of the table. Karin was on her head in the corner from her flying attack on his hat. A fan then appeared from nowhere as it popped open and Kisuke hid behind it. "You're just like your brother. Will you ever learn?"

Kita could not help but chuckle as she stood from the table and walked over to Karin, offering her a hand to help her up. "He is a tricky one, ain't he?"

"He is," Karin mumbled, rubbing her head from her fall, again, "but someday, I will get him."

Kisuke made no comment. He looked to Kita and smiled as he adjusted his hat. "Would you like some more tea, Kita?" Kita nodded. He picked up the pot, turned, and started walking from the room.

"Karin?" he paused. "Shouldn't you be home right now? Ichigo did just leave to have dinner with you all."

The shopkeeper then disappeared from the room to the kitchen.

Karin stood up and called out to Urahara. "I know Ichi-nii is. I came to pick him up, but that doesn't mean I can't take an opportunity to attack you when you're busy... or so I thought." She folded her arms. "Was I any closer this time?" she asked loudly.

Kisuke walked back out, teapot in hand with a broad smile. "Maybe--"

He set the pot down and took back his seat at the table. He looked to Kita as she stood next to Karin. "She is a persistent one. I will give her that."

He looked to Karin with a bright smile and shook his head slightly. "Keep up the hard work. One day you will success."

"Of course I will. That's why I'm persistent. When you fall, get back up and try again. Your goal gets closer nearly every time." She grinned and spun around. "I'll stay the night for training tomorrow, Hat and Clogs. Time to get to dinner." She paused at the doorway and folded her arms again, debating on jogging or trying shunpo in her mind.

Kita giggled softly at the two of them as she looked to Kisuke. "I think I should be on my way as well. I have not had dinner yet and I am sure my parents are wondering where I am." he walked over to Kisuke and pinched the top of his hat between her thumb and index finger and lifted it off his head. She then leaned over and kissed the top of his head. "Thank you Kisuke. The gift was beautiful, and I promise I will never remove it."

She then looked to Karin as she still stood in the doorway of the room. "Karin?" Kita called to her, extending her arm with the hat still in her hand. "It this what you're trying to get at so badly?"

Karin grinned deviously and swiped the hat. "Thanks, Kita. Bye, Hat and Clogs." She took off in a shunpo in what she hoped was the direction of her house, clutching her prize. This will get a rise out of him, she snickered to herself as she fled.

Kisuke's eyes widened as he watched Karin snatch his hat and jet out of the room. "KITA!? MY...MY HAT!"

Kita giggled softly and patted Kisuke on top of the head. "I will get it back from her." She kissed Kisuke on top of the head once more as he sat there pouting over his abducted hat. "And thank you again for the gift."

He gave her a sad nod as she walked from the room.

If anyone wants to sate their curiosity about the RP, look up Bleach Unrated on google. And if you want to read faster than I can update, follow the site outline to arcs page on the RP site managed by myself. The chapter names here will mostly correspond to RP titles. And finally, if you want to join in the crazy fun, contact one of us on that site

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