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Zanpakuto Tales	By : shadoesong Category: Bleach > General Views: 1542 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 7

"So, is it true? I heard Zabimaru was defeated," Ryu Kiba said, walking over to a tall man. He had pitch black hair and deathly pale skin. His hair was spiky at the top, while the rest from his chin to the small of his back was wavy. He was wearing a black, ripped up kimono with white dragons on it as well as hakama. His weapon, a pole with an intricate blade on either end; one bigger than the other, hung slung around his shoulders using the chain that separated it in the middle. He glanced at the dragon with dark blue eyes.

"Indeed." The man's voice was very deep and rumbling. "They are now on the side of the shinigami."

"Pathetic." Akuma scoffed, walking up. "To be defeated by one's master so easily, we don't need weaklings like that among us. They can die with all those other bastard shinigami. All they did was argue, anyways."

"As if you do any different," the man replied calmly.

"Who are you to talk, Zankyo? You constantly goad her on, after all," Ryu Kiba murmured.

"Shut up! I don't fight!" Akuma snapped angrily.

"Yes, and arguing with me isn't really helping your case." The dragon sighed out of annoyance.

"It doesn't matter. Those fools were weak, so we don't need them anymore," a shadowy figure leaning back in his chair with his feet on the table nearby spoke with disdain. Beside him were two dual bladed scythes connected to each other with a chain. "Losing to a shinigami is pretty damn pathetic, like you say."

"Quit acting like a big shot because you beat your shinigami, Kazeshini!" The fat one said, stopping the consumption of his meal long enough to speak. "Yours was just a third rate shinigami, anyways."

"Look who's talking, fat ass,"Akuma snapped condescendingly.

"Yeah... Lieutenant of the 2nd Squad, right?" Kazeshini sneered, laughing. "I'm amazed you can stand working for him!" The fat one stood abruptly.

"Don't you dare bring that up!" He roared. Houzukimaru, who seemed to be acting as the mediator a lot, slammed his hand down on the table between the two.

"Enough already! None of that matters! We just need to trash anyone who offends us!" The fat one sat back, abandoning the fight. Akuma scoffed.

"If we trashed everyone who offended us, fat ass would be dead by now," she growled.

"Oi! My name is Gegetsuburi! And I'm not fat, this is a sign of wealth!" He insisted, glaring at the woman over his shoulder.

"You're wealthy with something." Akuma eyed the food he was eating as she spoke. Nearby, a cat woman in a pink suit sighed.

"How lame. I hate guys who only think about fighting." Ryu Kiba smiled at her.

"Ah, someone who agrees with me. My old master was part of the fighting squad. Constantly arguing and bitching at those around him. I am glad to be relieved of that troublesome man."

"Your old master was an idiot, too," the shadowy woman jibed. "What was his name? Ichi-something? Ah, whatever."

"Hmph. You're just as stupid," Ryu Kiba said, turning up her nose in disdain.

"That's it! I've had enough of your goddamn insults!" Akuma snarled. "I think I'll take Houzukimaru's advice to heart and trash you right now!"

"As if you could land a single hit on me," Ryu jeered, overstepping an invisible line. With an angered screech, Akuma launched herself at her fellow zanpakuto. A brawl on the floor ensued, with both females refusing to let up.

From nearby, a tall man with long green hair watched. He wore a blue kimono, which had a collar of ice, under what look like a samurai breast plate. His hands and feet were encased in ice. He had a tail with an icy tip. Beside him was Jinsoku Koshi, who had taken to accompanying the man. The females stopped when they realized their gazes were trained on them.

"Oi! What the hell are you looking at, dragon butt?" Akuma snarled, stomping up to him. Jinsoku Koshi stepped in front of him before she got too close. His eyes sparked dangerously and his tail whipped back and forth. The taller man continued to watch her with an indifferent countenance from behind his protective partner.

"Why all the commotion?" Everyone fell silent and looked towards the staircase when they heard Muramasa speak. The zanpakuto was walking down the stairs towards them. Ryu Kiba stepped forward.

"No reason, Muramasa-san," she replied calmly. "I am merely putting Akuma in her place." The green haired man took the opportunity to walk away, with Jinsoku following close behind him. Akuma made a face at their backs.

"Muramasa-san, I heard you let a shinigami go." Ryu and Akuma looked over at Houzukimaru as he spoke. He was sneering at the creepy zanpakuto. "That's not like you." Muramasa appraised him silently.

"Kurosaki Ichigo..." He murmured beneath his breath. "He has a unique ability."

"Who the fuck cares? He's just a shinigami. And a daiko, at that." Akuma snorted. "Any one of us, even that fat ass, could tear him to pieces in an instant."

"No," Muramasa said as he continued further down the stairs. "I think I'd like to take him alive, if possible."

"Sometimes doing things that way can be fun!" A younger looking girl said. She was dressed in a kimono and had two very large bells attached to a pink ribbon hanging around her neck. Her hair was brown.

"Sounds interesting!" Gegetsuburi stood from her chair, crossing his arms across his chest. "You can count me in!"

"Well, this'll keep me from getting too bored..." The cat woman purred, fiddling with her reddish brown hair.

"Huh. I'd much rather fight and kill him than capture him. I suppose I might as well agree, as long as I get the chance to give him a taste of my blade," Akuma agreed, planting one hand on her hip. They then dispersed to try and catch their prey.

It was midnight. Daisuke and Soi-Fon bounded along the rooftops. They had sensed a disturbance and had gone to investigate along with many other members of the Omitsukido. Ukitake and Shunsui were with them as well. Soi-Fon ordered her men to surround the zanpakuto they had found. It was Gegetsuburi and Houzukimaru fighting Ikkaku and Ichigo.

"That's far enough!" Soi-Fon yelled. Her men took the cue and surrounded the orange haired zanpakuto, their hands on their swords. Daisuke spoke to Ichigo, who was standing in front of them.

"We've secured the area. Sorry, but your work's done," he informed him. Ichigo turned.

"Captain..." His mind drew a blank. "Who're you again?" The taller man smiled and held out his hand.

"Esaki Daisuke. I'm afraid we haven't met so formally until now, Kurosaki-san. I'm the newest Captain of Squad 9," he explained as the teen shook his hand.

"Daisuke..." Soi-Fon fumed over her partner's leisurely greeting during such a tense situation. "Is now really the time to be acting friendly?"

"Hm. Perhaps not." Daisuke just shrugged. "But how was he supposed to know who he was talking to? Might as well get it out of the way now."

"You're an idiot, sometimes," Soi-Fon retorted.

"Oh? How about I make it up with a shoulder rub? You've been nothing but nerves since the start of this rebellion," the tall man purred.

"Eh..." Ichigo didn't really know what to say to that.

"Just a second, Captain Esaki!" Ikkaku spoke up, turning as well. "This is my fight!"

He whirled around when he heard his zanpakuto stick his weapon, which was in Bankai form, into the ground. Houzukimaru crossed his arms.

"This isn't fun anymore," he said simply. Ikkaku's eyes narrowed.

"What? You can't quit now!" He said in disbelief.

"We're done for today," the orange haired zanpakuto replied.

"There's no way in hell-" He stopped protesting when Houzukimaru grabbed the handle of the largest blade and started twirling it above his head. The eye of the dragon on it glowed, and a wind was stirred up from the power. The shinigami in the area held up their arms to protect their faces as he started spinning his Bankai rapidly.

"What are you doing? Hold him down!" Soi-Fon ordered strictly.

Her men attempted to do as she had ordered them, but they were nearly blown away when Houzukimaru slammed the large blade into the ground. A blast of red energy engulfed him. An explosion ensued. When the dust cleared, the zanpakuto was gone. The shinigami that hadn't been blown away looked around, searching.

"After him! Don't let him escape!" The short woman yelled. Daisuke placed a restraining hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, hey... We're never going to catch him. There's no trace of his reiatsu. Admit that you aren't going to get him this time," he tried to convince her. She bared her teeth in frustration.

"Captain Soi-Fon!" Everyone looked up onto the roof of the gate behind them when they heard the voice calling for attention. Two men of the Omitsukido were up there holding Gegetsuburi.

"What should we do with him?" One of the two asked.

"Should we give him to Lieutenant Omaeda?" His partner asked.

"Where is Omaeda?" Soi-Fon murmured.

"Over here," one of Daisuke's men spoke. He and others were tending to the Lieutenant. "He's unconscious."

"Jeez, we're never going to get him back to Squad 4," Daisuke joked, rubbing the back of his neck. "We'll never be able to carry all that weight!"

"Just dump him somewhere, then. He'll wake up eventually." In spite of herself, Soi-Fon smirked.

"My, aren't you the harsh one?" Shunsui commented.

"I think we should let the Department of Research and Development take a look at that zanpakuto," Ukitake said.

"Maybe we'll be able to find out more information about what's happened with our zanpakuto," Daisuke murmured. "It would be for the best. Are you sure Kurotsuchi-san won't just cut up that zanpakuto and kill him, though? Omaeda-san wouldn't be able to continue his duties as a Lieutenant if he lost his sword." The question was directed at Soi-Fon.

"It's fine," she replied, closing her eyes. "Come on, Daisuke."

Both of them disappeared, with the small woman in the lead.

"Is that...?" From within her room at the infirmary, Rin looked up from the report she had been writing with wide eyes. Just for a split second, she had sensed her husband. She gave a small smile and closed her eyes, feeling relieved. "So... I was right after all."
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