Bleach: Untold Story
Author's Note: So... How many of you (Aside from my friend, KitsuneSK) knew that I was a harcore otaku who happens to like Bleach a lot? This is the first chapter of my Bleach fic, Untold Story. ENJOY!
Disclaimer: Bleach is owned by Shonen Jump and created by Tite Kubo, but the original characters belong to me and a few friends. Because we ROCK!
Chapter 1: The Start of Shinigami Life
Western Rukongai. District number sixty-four. A small child sat by a large tree. He had brown hair, and a pair of glasses. He was sitting alone… Tears flowing from his eyes.
“Why does everyone hate me?” He asked. Directing the question at no one particular, as he was all alone. “They say that I’m some kind of freak…”
CRASH!
“DAMMIT!” a man said as he crashed into the ground in front of the boy. He was completely bald, and seemed to have some markings by his eyes. “What was that reiatsu?” He looked around, as if trying to find something. He soon laid eyes on the boy. “YOU!”
“Me?” the boy replied.
“YES!” the man retorted. “Come with me!” With that, the bald man grabbed the boy by the back of his kimono and carried him off at a speed the child could not comprehend.
After five minutes of travel, the pair stopped. They stood in front of a large gate, in front of which stood a man who was larger than most buildings.
The bald man looked at the boy again. “All right, kid, what’s your name?” he asked.
“Su-Suzaku…” the boy answered. “Suzaku Hotori…”
“Hmm… Well, you’re going to learn to control that reiatsu of yours or you’ll find out what this can do the hard way.” The man stated, holding up a sword. “and if you get good enough, maybe we’ll go drinking sometime. My name is Ikkaku Madarame, by the way.”
“But… I’m not old enough to drink…”
“You will be by the time you get out of here. Open up!” Ikkaku called. The man by the large gate nodded and turned, lifting up the large stone door effortlessly.
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“And that’s how I ended up at the Shinigami Academy.” Suzaku explained. His best friend, Wakka Hokerou, looked at him, not impressed. “The only bad part is the fact that my Kidou Grade really sucked.”
Suzaku Hotori and Wakka Hokerou were fresh out of the Shinigami Academy, having yet to make it into one of the Gotei 13. Suzaku was tall, with long, brown hair, tied into a ponytail. His glasses constantly shone in the sun, hiding his eyes from the world. He wore a shihakushou with no sleeves, as he had ripped them off. Wakka was shorter, with shorter, spikier hair, and a determined look always in his eye.
“Well, what Squad do you think you’re going to end up in?” Wakka asked.
“Honestly, I’m a shoe-in for Squad 11.” Suzaku replied. “Seeing as I’m physically incapable of performing Kidou. What about you?”
“Squad 10. I’ve always admired Captain Hitsugaya.” He stated. Suzaku had always known Wakka to admire Captain Hitsugaya for having the most powerful of all the Water-Element Zanpakutoh. He seemed to love anything wet or frozen, as well as those who could command it.
“Well, we’ll find out tomorrow.” Suzaku began. “I just hope I don’t end up in Squad 12! Their Captain creeps me out!”
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The next day, Suzaku and Wakka found themselves standing in front of the building they had spent the last six years in, the Shinigami Academy. Head Captain Yamamoto was standing in front of the large building, with all of the other Captains standing on either side of him. Captains Hitsugaya, Soi Fon, Komamura, Kuchiki, Ukitake, and Zaraki were on his right, while on his left stood Captains Aizen, Tousen, Ichimaru, Unohana, Kurotsuchi, and Kyouraku. All of them stood proud in their white haori.
“I must take this time to congratulate each and every one of you.” Head Captain Yamamoto started, his graduation speech finally underway. “You have spent these last six years studying to become the finest Shinigami our Soul Society has to offer, and I expect great things out of many of you. You will find in the envelopes you have been given, your Squad Assignment. You may open them now, and report to the corresponding Captain. There, you will be given rank, and will begin your new life. Once again, I offer my congratulations. You are now full-fledged Shinigami.”
The end of the old man’s speech was marked by a loud cheer from the crowd. Wakka and Suzaku looked down at the envelopes they had been given at the start of the ceremony and opened them up.
“Squad 9.” Wakka stated, dissapointment flowed from his voice. “I guess I’ll have to make due with what I have…”
Suzaku looked down at the piece of paper he had. On it was a cross with a single line below it. “Squad 11. I knew it!” he exclaimed. “It’s a good thing I didn’t care what Squad I made it into, as long as I wasn’t under Kurotsuchi.” With that, the two shook hands. “Good luck. We should train together, sometime.”
Wakka merely nodded. He turned to make his way towards the blind Captain of Squad 9. Suzaku smiled and turned to face the giant of a man known as Kenpachi Zaraki. He was large, muscular, and had a very strange haircut. It was all spikes, and on each spike there was a bell. He also wore a strange-looking eyepatch.
“Hey, kid.” He said, calmly as I walked up to him. “What’s your name?”
“Suzaku Hotori, sir.” Suzaku replied.
“Easy on the formalities. I just asked you your name.” Kenpachi stated. “Welcome to Squad 11. Kuchiki tells me you’re pretty good.”
Suzaku stared at the large Captain in disbelief. “Kuchiki? You don’t mean… Captain Kuchki, do you?”
“Who else?” he retorted. “He tells me that you had to learn to control the size of that Zanpakutoh there as soon as you got it.”
“Yeah… It was sorta the size of a skyscraper…” Suzaku said, embarrassed. “Captain Kuchiki was the one who taught me how to shrink it…”
Kenpachi looked at the young Shinigami with a puzzled expression. “So, can you show me?”
“Show you?” Suzaku repeated. Kenpachi’s response was a sudden release of his immense reiatsu, which brought most of the Shinigami in the area to their knees, including Suzaku. He then realized what the Captain had meant.
Suddenly, every Shinigami except for the 13 Captains, Suzaku, and Wakka were all lying flat on the ground. Suzaku had let out his reiatsu, merely to be able to stand up. Kenpachi smiled from ear to ear. “Seventh Seat.” He stated calmly. Suzaku once again looked at the large man in total awe.
“Seventh Seat?” Suzaku repeated. “Are you sure?”
“You can stand up when I’m letting out my reiatsu, and they say you aced your physical combat. You don’t have a higher rank because you haven’t released your Zanpakutoh, so Seventh Seat.”
Suzaku looked over and flashed a bright grin at Wakka, who was still conversing with Captain Tousen. This is going to be interesting… he thought.
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