Hole in chest, not in heart 2

„Hole in chest, not in heart"


Episode #2: Vanilla cigarettes.


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Rukia was angry. He was late for 20 minutes. She was standing like that idiot near the place where they have arranged their date. She looked at her watch again: now he was 21 minutes late.
-Sorry for keep you waiting, ma'am – low voice sounded behind her. She immedietely turned around and faced with cigarett smoke. It smelled like vanilla. - I beg you pardon, my dear Rukia. Something stopped me. Are you angry? You can shout at me if you like.
Rukia looked into his hazel eyes and felt, like all her anger melt like snow on the thaw. She shivered a bit, because of this feeling and said:
-N-no – she said in a soft voice. It was true, as always when she has seen him, all her sorrows disappear. Just like now.
-Really? That's so good, my dear. - he inhaled cigarette and took something out of his back. - That's so good, because I bought you a present to soften you, if you are angry at me.
When Rukia saw the plush Chappy in Ichigo's hands, she couldn't stop, but she reached his neck and hugged him. It was a hard task; Rukia had to jump a bit.
-Oh, thank you, Ichigo, thank you! - she screamed like a little girl. She snuggled into him and smelled his scent. The scent of vanilla cigarettes.
-I'm happy to know, that you like it, Rukia – he whispered into her ear. - I'm so happy...
-Now, where we will go, Ichigo? Where will you take me this time? - Rukia asked when they were walking through the night streets.
-I thought about my home, but it's just a suggestion. You have never been there, haven't you, my dear? - he smirked to her. That smirk killed her and Rukia smiled in a response. To be honest, she could be anywhere if she was with him.
-All right, I don't mind – Rukia said.


-Would you like something to drink? - Ichigo asked, when they were in his room. He was living alone in big and luxury apartment. Rukia could only dream about that.
-No, thank you – she responded. The only thing she wanted then was HIM.
-OK, please say if you need something, ma'am. I'm on your services. Just say. - Ichigo finished his cigarette and leaned next to her on the sofa. Rukia felt vanilla in his breath. He was always soaked through that scent. His house smelled the same.
-Rukia – Ichigo whispered into her ear. - Rukia...
-Rukia...
-Rukia.
-Hey, Rukia.
-Rukia, wake up!
-Ruuukiaaa!
-Cappuccino! - she screamed.
-Rukia, finally, you're awake! I have been trying to bring you back to reality for at least 5 minutes! Anyway, what about a cappuccino? - asked voice next to her.
Rukia sat on her bed and looked around. She was in 4th barack's room, she recognized it, because of lack of  furniture. Next to her was sitting Renji, all in bandages.
-Renji! Are you all right? -she asked in a suprised voice.
Abarai laughed a bit and answered:
-The only one who needs care is person screaming about cappuccino.
Rukia fell down on the pillows. She felt so tired and her stomack hurt, but not as bad as before when...
-Ichigo! - she remembered everything now. The fight, overpowering skeletons and then...Ichigo, or someone who looked like him...
Suddenly, Renji got serious. He leaned his eyes down.
-Renji...? - Rukia asked. - What's going on? Is this really...
-Yes – he interupted her. - Yes, they are here.
-They? What 'they'? - Rukia was getting impatient. - Say it, Renji!
Her childhood friend glanced at her and finished:
-The New Espada.

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They were staring at each other with concentration. Three Arrancars against 6 exhausted captains: Yamamoto-sou-taichou, Soi Fong, Unohana, Kommamura, Kyouraku and Ukitake. All of them were still standing in front of 4th division's barracks. No one was going to say a word. Apart from...
-GYAAAAAAH! - Grimmjow shouted in annoyed. - WHAT THE HECK?! MOOOOVEEEE OOOONN, KUROSAKI! IF NOT, I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR DAMN ASS!
-Calm down, Grimmjow – Ichigo said seriously. - It's not time for your complains.
His cold and cool voice surprised captains; he could saw it in their eyes. But it made its effect; Grimmjow immedietely shuted up.
Soi Fong, the captain of the second division, has screwed her eyes. Ichigo guessed that, she was still considered them as a danger.
-So – she has started – you said, you're calling yourselves 'the new Espada', right?
Ichigo concentraited his attention on her. He knew she can be fast and how dangerous her shikai is.
-That's right – he answered.
-And you have said that you're here without any bad intentions against us, haven't you? - Soi Fong was still asking.
-Is it an invastigation, or you have a bad memory, Soi Fong? - Ichigo got a little annoyed. - Yes, that's what we have exactly said. Do you need any further repeats?
-Kurosaki! - Soi Fong got easily angry and now she was shouting. - Do not play with me! You're on our lands and we can easily...
-YOU are on your own lands and YOU can be easily beaten up – Nel, whose was keeping silence from the begginging, now interrupted the shorty woman. - It's not the threat. Today, I was fighting next to - or, to be more honest, saving – your people. All of them were weak and exhausted. So, I think it's unpolite, when you're acting like we have attacked you, not protected – she added in a bit hurt voice.
Soi Fong now got really angry, even if Nel was saying that – enough, it was truthfully – things with her usual, childlish voice. Ichigo hasn't never liked that shorty captain, but he was always respecting her. Now, he's opinion about her got worse.
-Who are you, bitch?! - Soi Fong shouted. - You have no law to admonish me!
-I'm Neliel Tu – said Nel. - Previous Tercera Espada. If you don't belive it, someday I can show my number to you, it's on my back.
-You bastard! - woman reached Zanpaktou on her back and released it. - Jinteki Shakusetsu, Suzumebachi!
In her hand, wakizashi has transformed into a gold sting. Soi Fong was just going to attack and she stant in expectant position. Nel hasn't moved a bit.
Ichigo sighed. He knew that something like this would happend, but would never expect, the initative will come from green-haired Arrancar with childlish personality. It wasn't the right time to expose their power, no matter who would start the fight.
-Now, it's my turn to say it – Ichigo said to Nel. - Enough, Neliel.
Ichigo looked into her green eyes deeply. It's not the time. Nel has seemed to understand and she was just going to say something to Soin Fong, when Yamamoto interrupter with words:
-I think, I should say the same to you, Soi Fong-taichou. That's enough! And you – this time he was speaking to three Arrancars – you saved our people. But it's not the proof, that it's not a trap. Arrancars used to serve Aizen. Why it would be different this time?
-You, old fogey, used right tense – Grimmjow said. - Arrancars used to serve Aizen. But we're not the same Espada anymore. Apart from Kurosaki. He's a newbie.
-We're the new generation of Espada – Nel continued. - The New Espada, formed to fight against Aizen, this time. Our only purpose is to defeat him. And we are stonger.
-Faster, stronger and more determined than before. We're strong enough to take a revange for all that bastard have done to us – Grimmy added.
-Apart from me – said Ichigo with a smirk. - I'm going to take a revange for started this war again and make Rukia suffering. That's my purpose.
-Ahh, it's the same, you idiot! - blue hair against the orange one. - That's the same, because you're fighting with him! Damn, you pissed me off!
-Shut up already! You're ruining my atmosphere! - Ichigo shouted.
-Who cares about your atmosphere?! Kurosaki, someday, I will definetily kill you!
-I'm waiting for that day, Grimmy.
-Don't call me like that!
-YOU MORONS! - the female, well-known voice interrupted. Both of them looked scared at Nel. Ichigo and Grimmjow didn't know that side of their companion... - We have work to do, and you're  doing what?! Wasting time for details! We are in front of  main characters in Seiretei, our futured companions-in-arm! Manage yourselfs!
When Neliel has ended, both of guys were staring at her with fear in the eyes and they agreeded quickly:
-Y-yes, ma'am! - they shouted together.
-Good. Let's come back to our talk. - she calmed herself down. Then The New Espada noticed looks from captains. All of them were staring on them with surprise read on their faces.
'It isn't th Espada, they have known', thought Ichigo. 'They are surprised because of our arguments. They, or better, WE, me and other Shinigamis, used to see Espada as organization formed only to fight, without any human's behaviours. Probably it was true, but it had changed. Even if I and Grimmjow had an argue, we're still comrades. That's why we can call ourselfs „new" Espadas. I think, Nel might agree with my viewpoint.'
-My, my – Kyouraku Shunsui sighed. - It seemed like that tall lady was going to kill you two. Well, Nel-san, you have a lot of conviction in you. To just shut up two, violent men... - Kyouraku smiled to her from under his hat. - Impressive.
-Taichou! - Nanao Ise appeared next to her captain with angry look.
-Don't be jealous, Nanao-chan! - Kyouraku laughed. Lieuntant blushed and looked down. - Back to the topic – captain said to Arrancars – what are you going to do now?
-No matter, if you allow me or not, I'm going to stay for now – Ichigo answered. He was very determinated and cared only about one person. - I want to know how's Rukia. But it's my decision. Unohana-san? I know you haven't got many rooms. I can stay outside. Just to have a look on Rukia.
-I don't mind, Kurosaki-san. – Retsu looked on him. - Feel free.
-Grimmy, Nel? - Ichigo said to his companions. - I don't know or care what you are going to do. I'm off – with these words he was about to enter the barrack when he felt pressure of familiar reiatsu.
'Oh, no, they again?' thought Ichigo.
-Kurosaki Ichigo – Hitsugaya's voice sounded behind him. - Is that you?
-Toushirou. Byakuya. - Ichi faced them. - Long time, no see? I hope you don't posses me for previous fight. I had to...
-KUROSAKI! - Hitsugaya shouted and rushed into Ichigo.
-It seems that a lot of people greet you with open arms – Sexta Espada(or Former Sexta Espada) mumbled. - And how they love your surname!
-Shut up...
-Hitsugaya-kun, no! - Ukitake said to 10th's squad captain.
-Stop it, Hitsugaya! - Yamamoto ordered.
But words didn't work on angry Hitsugaya. He still associate Arrancars with Aizen and danger. He didn't even release his bankai, just rushed to Ichigo with a scream. He and Byakuya had to finally caught Ichigo up.
Ichigo sighed. He thought it wasn't any danger of fight any longer. And suddenly, this... It seemed that he had to expose a bit of his abilities. But just a little piece.

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One step. Only one step to his purpose, which was orange-haired hollow. Usually calm and cold Hitsugaya, turned into brutal beast, but it didn't happen in one instant. It was because of this war. Gradually, thoughtless and violent fight caused that change. He wasn't the one. Others were changing too. In some examples it was better to seen. Hitsugaya has hidden that changes for too long and now, they esploded with huge power.
He wasn't thinking. That war taught him this.
He wanted to kill.
Toushirou swinged his Zanpaktou. It was still in sealed form, but it didn't matter then. He wanted to kill.
Kurosaki was still standing. He was looking at Hitsugaya with serious look on face, but didn't manage to escape. What was he going to do?
But it didn't matter to Hitsugaya. He only wanted to kill.
Ichigo raised his hand. All of these accidents were happening in quaters of second. Hitsugaya was just going to deprive Kurosaki his head. Just a moment, he couldn't stop this hit by bare hand...
He stopped it.

Bare hand. Stopped. The hit.
'Impossible' was the first word, which appeared in Hitsugaya's mind. Kurosaki was still wearing poker face. Hard, determinated eyes were staring at shocked Hitsugaya. Arrancar rised his hand with Hyourinmaru, so Toushirou hung on the sword. Kurosaki leaned his head down, to meet Hitsugaya's eyes.
-Hey – he said. - shrimp like you should know where he can reach and where he can't reach. Cool yourself down. There's no need to fight.
-There is a need to fight. I want to kill you! - white-haired captain muttered.
Kurosaki widened his eyes and let Hitsugaya go. He seemed...scared. He was staring at Toushirou with worried expression. They were looking at each other for a while, then Kurosaki turned around and walked away.
Hitsugaya, whose calmed down a bit, cried after him:
-H-hey! We didn't finish our fight!
-We have nothing to fight for. YOU have nothing to fight for – Kurosaki turned his head to see him, still walking. - We'll talk later, when you and your sword will be able to fight. Now you're too weak. Because you don't have a reason to fight. What has this war done to you, Toushirou? I don't recognize you.

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Kurosaki Ichigo.
Ichigo was walking trough corridors in 4th's squad barrack, on his way to Rukia, when his name echoed in his head. He stopped immedietely and stared into space.
Kurosaki Ichigo, can you hear me? I hope you don't sleep...
Ichigo opened the nearest door and seeing nobody in there, he entered. He slighted it and then answered the voice.
-No, I don't sleep. What do you want?
Oh, finally, voice answered.  I just want to know how are you. Did the mission complete? Have they trusted you?
-Sort of – Ichigo replied into air. - They're careful, but the situation is calm here.
Friends of yours?
Arrancar tightened his lips.
Ichigo?
-Injured, but now safe – the answer sounded after a moment.
Good, voice sighed. Now I have a question for you. Or rather, request. Can you do something to distract Kurotsuchi Mayuri?
-What do you mean? - Ichigo frowned.
Do you think he's watching the real world...very directly?
-Hmm – guy was deeply in his thoughts for a moment. - I don't think so. They have enough problems here. And I think, that strange and scaring captain is so interested in events here, so he care only about situation in Soul Society. They don't even have a barrier around Seiretei.
Mmm, the voice in his head growled. Brilliantly! Thanks for the info, Kurosaki Ichigo! To the next hearing.
-Yeah, yeah, get already lost! - Ichigo mumbled. - Get out of my head!
Love ya too, voice said in a sarcastic way and the pressence dissapeared.
Ichigo leaned against the wall behind him and closed his eyes.
Now, he has another, more difficult task.
How he can look at Rukia's eyes again?

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-So, I think, I'll be going now – said Renji, picking himself up from the floor. - I have to join captain Kuchiki and maybe I'll find out more about recent situation. Now, you must rest and...
Knocking interupted Renji into his speech. Rukia widened her eyes, feeling reiatsu behind the door. However, 6th's squad lieuntant frowned and he was just about to reach to his Zanpaktou, when he found out there was nothing onto his belt. Wearing katanas in squad's 4th barracks was prohibited.
-Umm...Rukia? - soft and, what was far more painful, familiar voice sounded behind the door. -May I come in?
So uncertain, so familiar, so...missing. Rukia was breathing with a heavy heart. She couldn't belive she hear this voice again... Voice of her dearest friend, or... Suddenly she memorized her dream. No. No matter what, Ichigo was out of her range. 'Stupid', Rukia said to herself. 'You have still too big debt about him. He'll never forgive you. He...'
Rukia came back into reality. Renji was staring at the door with angry look. She found out, during their conversation, that Renji was very unfaithful about the newcomers. Probably, he has already agreeded with Ichigo's death and didn't belive in their intentions.
Not so as Rukia has done. She still couldn't agreed with this and the awareness of guilt. She was so selfish. She has only wanted to all this stuff never happend for one reson – to do not feel guilty. When she has been thinking about it like that was, she was feeling worse and worse.
But now he's back. How to deal with it? Rukia didn't know. How to face him?
She changed his life. If they have never met each other, he could have simply and easy life, without supernatural worries, risking life and saving up all world. The most important: Ichigo wouldn't be dead.
The door has slowly opened. The orange-haired head has put into room. He looked around and said:
-Oh, hey Renji – his voice was quiet, so strange to him. - May I come in?
Ichigo wasn't looking at Rukia at all. He concentreited fully on the second man into room.
What the hell... Rukia was pushed by amazing truth she has just released. It was so...so...so different! Her dearest nakama and a person which Rukia feared the most was now standing in front of her eyes, asking if he can come in in so unusual way for him. Could it be still the same person?
-Ichigo – said Renji. - Is that really you?
Now,  Kurosaki entered the room and Rukia could see him with all his glory. He was a bit taller, but maybe it was because of that she was laying on the bed and everything might seem bigger. Ichigo was dressed in Espada style. She noticed, that kimono he was wearing looked like his ban kai's one. But it was white, just like the rest of his outfit.
Everything looked the same as Rukia has remembered. Spiky, orange hair, frowned expression, hazel eyes...Oh. Here's a difference. His left eye was behind white mask with red signes. It has covered his face from eyebrow to the half of a cheek.
-I just want to ask how are you, Rukia – he said. - Sorry for bothering you.
-No, no, no! - said Renji, a little relaxed but also confused about Ichigo's voice. - I was just about to leave. See ya' Rukia!
With these words Renji left the room. He unfaithfully glared at Ichigo while passing the door. In response Ichigo sighted quietly.
Now they were alone. Kurosaki was standing still at the same place and he wasn't looking at Rukia at all.
Two natural enemies. Shinigami vs. Hollow. How ironic. He used to be a Shinigami, like her. Because...Because he ruined his life. She made him suffer. And what's the result? Now, he is standing in front of her, probably he blames her so much, that he doesn't want to look at her.
What did she make of him?
A Hollow. A monster. If she wasn't there that night, all these things would never gonna happen. Serie of accidents and their consequences. Domino. Or a house of cards. When you touch it at the wrong place, everything will fall down. Either like she did. She was at the wrong place, at wrong time.
If Rukia was him, she would be disgust of herselfs.
-I hope you hate me.
Rukia rised her sight and she could swear she misheared.
-Wha...What are yy-you talking...about? - she said in shivered voice.
-I'm so egoistic – he continued. - I wish you hate me, cuz' it will make everything easier. Do you hate me?
He wasn't talking like old Ichigo at all. Rukia was the one supposed to ask this question! What is he talking about? Or...
Who is HE?
Maybe he looked like Ichigo, but she has already met with case, when one of Espada had looked exactly like someone she used to know. He even talked like him and has the same behaviours. Then maybe, but JUST maybe, the person who's Rukia talking with...
Isn't really Kurosaki Ichigo?
So why is he apologizing? Oh, that's clear. Because he wants to gain Rukia's trust and other people too. She used to know Ichigo the best, so if she trusts someone who looks like him everyone around will do the same.
Of course there is a small, but really, really small possibility it is a real Ichigo.
Wait a moment. So what if it's fake or not? Who cares? It doesn't matter. The most important thing is, that she can see him again. This time she doesn't care about her life. If it's fake and he's going to cut her head – ok, she has nothing to living for. It really doesn't matter. But if it's real...
Anyway, it's time to answer his question. Rukia stopped herself from smiling. For a first time she was about to smile. The view of dying, cutting down by someone who looked like Ichigo...too nice perspective. Finally, she could be free of feeling guilty.
'I'm thinking about death', thought Rukia. 'Isn't it insanity?'
To be honest, she didn't care about it any more. Insanity, reality, nightmare, dream, hell – everything was pouring together and mixing.
But there was one point she was intrested in.
-Why would I hate you? - Rukia asked in a weak voice.
-I wasn't strong enough. I didn't save you in the end. Even now, I was late. You were injured almost to death – in Ichigo's voice could be hearing pain. Or fake pain, Rukia noticed. She still wasn't sure about it. - I could say sorry, but it's too bold to beg you for forgivness after all.
The deep silence collapsed beetwen them. Rukia didn't know what think about that. Real or fake? How to answer him? Belive or not? But when she was looking at his painfull face, something whispers in her heart – if she still has it.
In the other hand, he could be fake. All these regrets would be fakes. So what? Even if they are, she can do nothing about it. Let's just play...like it is real Ichigo. Why don't ask him...
-Are you...really Ichigo? - Rukia clenched her fists under the sheet. It was so hard to talk with him, someone he is or used to be dead. Because of all these crazy things, she got a headache.
Ichigo was keeping quiet for a moment, but ten he said:
-After my death – Rukia felt like a fst hit her stomach after hearing that bad – or, good, if it is about her – word with „d" in the beggining. - I got into Hueco Mundo. Because of all my powers almost disapeard in the moment of death, the overhelming part of my power was the Hollow's one. I got there and... - he stucked for a while. - And, in a great shortcut, I have been evolving from usual Hollow, through all Menos levels, and then into Arrancar. I have also... - he stucked again. - I have also met Grimmjow and Nel. Sorry for shortcuts, but... I can't say it better...For-forgive me...
Suddenly Rukia felt really weak. Something inside her whispers that something wrong was with this story, but she ignored it. Fake, or truth, nightmare, or dream, past, or future.
Those whole things didn't matter. The only thing she wished was...
-Alarm! Alarm! To all Gotei 13! Hell gates are opening again! All fit members of Gotei 13 are ordered to fight with enemies! Please, join your squads and follow the instructions!

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The spring midday in Karakura town this time was very warm and sunny. Saturday, the day when everyone was at home, doing their houseworks, or going shopping. Usual, normal life, without any extra accidents, any supernatural worryies or any saving up the world.
A girl was watching that normal, easy life which she has never been tasting. She didn't regret it. Through her life she had done lots of different things; sometimes they were mistakes, but sometimes she also has made good decisions. For example, the direction she was heading, seemed like a good decision.
She passed the building of Karakura's High School. It was empty – well, today's free.
Then she passed the house of a giant. He was staring at the blue sky.
Then she passed the house of the owner of huge bobs. She was cleaning up her home.
Then she passed the house of the glasser. He was sewing.
And then she passed the building with the sign: Kurosaki's clinic. Blonde-haired girl was making a dinner. Black-haired girl was doing her homework. A strange man was dancing around them.
But it wasn't her purpose. It was just a little farther. It must be that street...
She knocked on the door, but she had done it just to satisfy the manners. Without any hesitation, she entered.
Her childlish instincts reacted when she saw lots of sweets everywhere around her. She was just about to eat them all, when she memorized why she has come to this place. For sure not for eating sweets.
-Konnichiwa! - someone shouted happily. - Finally, we have a client! How can I help you?
Tall guy with cane and sandals appeared in front of her. He was watching her from under his green hat in a friendly way. But she could see, he was suspicious about her. Well, young girl wearing in an American style doesn't show everyday in place like this, does she...?
-Konnichiwa! - she answered in the same tone. - What a nice day! Isn't it just perfect for some shopping?
Urahara Kisuke was still smiling, but when he heard how she emphazised the word 'perfect', his smile got a little fake.
-Indeed – he answered. - What do you need? I'm on your words, my little guest.
-Well – she smirked – I'm kind of busy today, so wouldn't you offended if I come to the main topic right away?
-Whatever you say – Urahara smirked back. - Feel free.
She has started to walking beetwen shelfs with sweets. Sometimes she was touching the wrappers of them and smiled, guessing how they must taste.
-I have a special... order for you.
-What is that, mademoiselle? - asked Urahara.
-Let's say I want some extra candies for my friends – the girl smirked.
-I don't know if a have any candies that could satisfy you and friends of yours, but...
-Prize doesn't matter – she interrupted, ignoring what he has just said.
That statement closed Urahara's mouth. He could feel that something was wrong wrong with that girl. She couldn't be a normal client, she had to know about this place, but Kisuke couldn't feel any spiritual pressence from her. She wouldn't be a person who just lost his way and want to buy some 'human' candies. He has already guessed what kind of 'sweets' must be going on.
-You don't say anything – the girl said. - so shall I go on?
-Yes, please, continou – he reflected himself.
-As I said, prize doesn't count. The form of a prize too. It can be money, information, precious things. Whatever.
-Actually, I would like to know what's exactly your order – now, Kisuke and that little girl were playing their own, strange game, withou rules and winners. - We shall talk about prizes later.
-You are a man of business! - she laughed. - There should be more people like you, then the world will be grater. So, my order sounds simply, but I know that even you will need time to fulfill it.
He knew it. He knew she was dangerous. The way she was talking and smiling says too much about her. Kisuke has known one thing for sure: she wasn't normal. He couldn't feel any spiritual pressence from her, but for sure, she mustn't be a regular human. She was playing with him in a battle. Small, but it seems like important battle, not for weapon, but for words.
-I want you to do gigais. Three – the girl said, emphazing every syllable and showing three fingers.
-Actually, I have some in my magazine...- he started.
-You haven't been listening to me! - she laughed. - It is a SPECIAL order! I want three gigais, but not for Shinigami, but – she looked into his eyes. - but for Arrancars.
Dead silence collapsed between them. Kisuke was hiding his face behind the fan and under his hat.
-Have you been expecting it, Urahara-san? - for a first time she used his name.
-Sort of – he answered. Then he suddenly closed the fan and smile. - So! Where and when should the order be delivering to? Today's special occasion for young clients and you pay with a reception.
-Really!? That's great! - girl claped her hands. - I have so much luck today! That's great, really, really great! Well, don't worry about delivery. I think, I won't need this in the nearest days, but better to be prepared, isn't it? I'll just take it when it will be comfortable for me. Is it OK?
-Absolutly! That's no problem – Urahara smirked.
-Good – she smirked back. - Well, I will be going now.
With thede words, she was about to leave, when Urahara released something.
-Hey! Who are you?
The girl turned her face and smiled to him. When Urahara saw it, chills ran down his spine. Something like insanity was in that smile.
-Call me eternity.

* * *
-Hey, don't say, so much fun in one day? You must be joking! - Grimmjow smirked, because of uncoming pleasure of fight. Maybe it will be not too serious fight, but it's always better, than sitting at the ass and staring into space. He had enough of it, he still memorized times in Hueco Mundo when...
-Ichigo – said Nel, ignoring Gimmy's comment. - I think they found out that something was wrong with previous attack and try again. They knew something apeared at the stage.
-Think so, Nel? - Ichigo frowned. - Well, I think we have nothing more to do, than fight again, don't we?
-Kurosaki, you're talking too much – Grimmjow growled. He was ready to run and fight, cut, rip, torture and lots of different moves, which he didn't even know how they called. Whatever.
The New Espada was standing at the Soukyoku hill and watching the formering gates of Hell. For now, it was just blured outlines, but they were sharping with every second. The skeletons were fully seen and first gate, the biggest has just started entering. Something very ugly looked out of there; well, is there anything what isn't hideous? Ichigo doesn't think so.
This time something-very-ugly was something-really-ugly-and-big. When it fully left the gate, Ichigo's first move was comparing it to releasing form of Yammy. The creature had four legs and four hands. Small, animal eyes were staring at world with sight of almost no intelligence in them. Muscules, all over the body were impressive, but seemed like they were from steroydies. It means one – Aizen had to interfere in evoultion of that thing.
-Goouuuuh – it said.
-Are they f*cking kiddng me? - Grimmjow said. - I knew, that Aizen has a taste in things like that, just have a look on Yammy, but, please, have a little shame...
-GWAAAAAH!! - the monster rushed into their direction with great shout. -III.... WIIILLLL....KILLL...YOUUUUU!!
-Not so bad – said Ichigo. - At least, he knew a few words.
He forced his reiatsu at his hand and red fluence of Bala appeared. When the creature was, literally, rolling into members of New Espada, Ichigo had enough of time to prepred for the attack. The tension of his Bala was at the highest level, he was standing at expecting position, ready to fight.
Finally, that thing was nearly enough to attack with it's big and clumsy fist. Nel and Grimmjow have just sonidoed into diffrent directions, making all situation easier for him. He overtaked the flying fist and hit his oponnent into chest with full strenght of his Bala. The hit shaked the creature and in it's small eyes Ichigo saw the surprise. It was standing for a second, but it fell down with releasing that he was shooted.
Ichigo settled on the ground and stared at his enemie's body. He wasn't feeling any pressure of reiatsu any more from that corpse. He sighed. It was easy. If Aizen was thinking, he could defend them so easily, he must be joking. Was it any kind of a test...?
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