Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Heaven vs Hell ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

Chapter 8

 

Rangiku could hear the sound of the plasma tv from the kitchen as it was her turn to cook dinner tonight. She sighed, staying here to cook for a group of wild boars... and a piglet, she snickered, was no fun at all. I mean, they even said her cooking was awful and completely weird, so why did they still insist she cooked for them? They could've just asked Yumichika, one of the best cooks from the group, or Ikkaku. Even if he might not look like one, his food would make your mouth have an orgasm!

 

Unfortunately, their all time cook was not around, since she had more important business to deal with. She sighed. Come to think of it, ever since they got back from school, her captain has been acting off despite his stoic expression... Like he was worried...

 

She smirked. 'He's probably worried about Hikari. Boy, for someone who claims he doesn't think of her that way, he sure thinks about her a lot.'

 

Then she frowned. She did not blame him for worrying, after all this was the same girl who brought the Seireitei to its knees with a two-man army! Whatever she had planned tonight... She shuddered. Hopefully she won't take things too far. She smelled something burning and quickly turned the stove off. She stared with disappointment at their 'dinner'.

 

She shrugged. Who cares? They were the ones that insisted, it's their funeral. She unceremoniously dumped the 'food' in a plate and took it to the living room where the “wild boars” were located. There were cans of beer littered on the floor and table, spilled beer from the cans that still had the liquid in them. She turned her face from the cans to look at the pigs. Red pineapple was hogging another can non stop, baldy was a few centimeters away from red pineapple's face watching him with a smirk and Mr. Feathers sat comfortably on the cushion with a twitching brow... She then noticed they had no idea she was in the room...

 

She let the food fall freely from her hand and it hit the table... hard. Renji was suddenly choking from the beer gaping like a dying fish struggling to breathe, Ikkaku fell from his position, his face in Renji's lap inches away from a certain anatomy and Yumichika jumped and turned to glare at the woman.

 

Rangiku laughed so hard she fell on the floor in to the sea of cans. Watching from her position, it looked as though baldy was just giving red pineapple a blow job!

 

Ikkaku jumped to the nearest wall horror-stricken, and Renji was done with his choking session, the same expression on his face.

 

Yumichika was done glaring at the laughing hyena and turned to look at Renji and Ikkaku. He sighed.”You two should at least have an ounce of beauty in your expressions, they're disgusting.”

 

Both of them glared at the fifth seat like they were about to eat him up but he did not move an inch. “WE NEVER ASKED FOR YOUR OPINION!!!”

 

Rangiku got up from her position on the floor wiping the tears from her eyes. This... just made her night-

 

“What the hell is this?!”

 

...Ok that cut her good mood short. She glared at Ikkaku.

 

“It's dinner.”

 

Renji snorted, “Looks more like charred decaying meat.”

 

Strike one...

 

Yumichika glared at their dinner with disgust. “Such food cooked in a disgraceful manner! How unsightly! Even the ugliest can make a more suitable meal than this... ugh piece of crap”

 

Strike two...

 

Ikkaku poked the 'meat' with his wooden sword. “Are you trying to kill us woman? Trying to feed us a load of bullshit? Bleh! You can't even make a decent meal! The only good thing about you is your big tits you flaunt to every male that passes you, the jiggle of each boob screaming “OH SCREW ME!””

 

Strike three...

 

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Toushirou sighed as he heard the ruckus and wails of three of the occupants in the building.. Did he just hear something break? Hopefully, it was not what he thought it was...

 

He sighed. At least he's not going to be eaten out when she... gets... back...

 

“Hikari...”

 

She wanted to go alone... What was she up to? Most of the time she was with Rika, except when either of them was on a mission and needed to go alone, or she was going to do something deadly...

 

“You sure hang out a lot over here.”

 

He turned to look at Rika smiling at him. It was dull but he could've sworn he saw a tint of pink on her cheeks but it vanished. The girl walked towards him and took a seat beside him.

 

“Usually you're here with Hikari, so I decided to give you a little company.”

 

He stared at her for a minute and turned his gaze to the stars in the sky, she following suit.

 

“You don't have to worry too much Shiro, she'll be fine. She knows what she's doing.”

 

Toushirou sighed. “That's not what I'm worried about,. What of if she-”

 

“That's not gonna happen!!!”

 

Toushirou jumped slightly at the girl's exclamation and his eyes met anger... as well as fear and worry.

 

'So she's worried about her too.' He rubbed the back of his head. “I guess I should apologize for saying that... You're right, she knows what she's doing. We just have to trust her.”

 

Rika took a deep breath and put her head on the boy's shoulder closing her eyes. “I guess that's the only thing we can do.”

 

Toushirou turned back to the sky ignoring the sounds of crashing and yelps from below.

 

'I hope... she goes easy on him...'

 

Once again, he could've sworn he saw pink on Rika's cheeks...

 

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“Hi... kari...”

 

“You must be Ichigo's father.” Hikari stood up and walked towards him. She stopped in front of him and smiled. “It's a pleasure to meet you.”

 

Ichigo noted that despite the effort to change the mood, the tension was still there... And that aura was still growing. He glanced round... Where was it coming from?! Dammit. He felt something nudging his foot and looked at the female sitting across from him.

 

She whispered, “Do you feel it?”

 

Ichigo nodded. “Yeah but where's the source?”

 

Rukia tilted her head to the side.

 

His eyes widened, “You mean-”

 

Rukia nodded. “We'd better be careful.”

 

Yuzu was still lost and worried about what was going on, but Karin had noticed the conversation between her brother and Rukia.

 

'So there's something weird about Hikari huh? Is she a shinigami? But there's that aura... I have a bad feeling about this, really bad.'

 

Isshin just looked at the girl, waves of emotions in his eyes. This girl... the same one he had saved a hundred years ago... the lost one... She was still alive. And here she was standing right in front of him. There were so many things he wanted to say to her... But he didn't know where to start... But after what he did to her, why was she here?

 

“Mr. Kurosaki?”

 

He snapped out from his daze and focused on what was happening in the present. He stared into amber.

 

“It seems you did not hear my question. So I'll repeat it again: How did you know my name if we have never met before?”

 

So she was playing dumb? Was she trying to make a fool of him? No... But the aura... It had been lingering here for a while. Even he could sense it despite his diminished powers... So he decided to play along with her.

 

He grinned. “Well you can say I'm psychic!” He placed his hand on her head. “So how are you f-”

 

The next thing he knew, he was flying across the dinner table and landed on the wall with so much force he created a crater. He winced trying to stand and rubbed his head but he didn't get the chance to recuperate. A roundhouse kick was sent on his head and this time the force made him create a hole in the wall and at the same time he was knocked out from the house. He could feel the blood flowing down his forehead and he noted he had a broken arm. Footsteps got closer to him and he slowly looked up meeting crimson red.

 

“Don't you dare lay your filthy hand on me you insignificant fool!!!”

 

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The rest of the family and Rukia had not moved an inch. They were still in a daze as to what had just happened. Ichigo was the first to snap out of it. Why did Hikari just attack his father? Did they know each other? He quickly got up from his seat and ran through the hole that was just created. He then noticed that the aura had become more noticeable and he looked at the source... There was something different about her. Sure she looked the same physically but based on energy...

 

“Don't you dare lay your filthy hand on me you insignificant fool!!!”

 

Her voice sounded different... Something was definitely wrong. He glanced at his father who was still on the ground and he saw those same emotions in his eyes again... But this time, he looked... broken... This wasn't like the old man! What the hell was going on?!

 

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It seemed that time just froze for the duo. Isshin still staring at her and Hikari looking down... Like a sinner begging his queen for mercy. He gave her a glance over... Her body looked the same, but her eyes were different. He could only see blood lust and revenge in them... They gave him shivers up his spine. The only time he had seen her in this state was...

 

She swiftly gave him a kick in the ribs and he let out a yell of pain. Merely chuckling, nails suddenly grew from her shoe and extended towards him impaling the man's chest. The nails withdrew and Isshin's body moved along with the nails. They were out and Isshin laid flat on the ground, blood seeping from the wound, his breathing heavy.

 

Hikari just stared at the blood on her nails but never made a move to clean off the blood. Instead she just grinned. She crouched and pulled his head up by his hair so that they were at eye level to each other.

 

Once he opened his eyes, the only thing he could see was red... Those haunting crimson red, the same color as blood itself...

 

“Seem familiar to you?”

 

He grunted in pain. “H-Hikari... What has happened to you?”

 

She sneered, “You have no right to say anything traitor.”

 

He winced.

 

“You remember right? The day that you suddenly abandoned me? The day you turned your back on me?”

 

“Hikari please-”

 

“You ignored my cries freaking old man!” She tugged his hair. “And look at yourself... pitiful!” She spat on his face, watching it burn dripping leaving a trail in its wake. “I wonder what happened to the old Isshin Kurosaki, captain of the fourteenth division, one of the most well known shinigami in the soul society, he who was said to be a descendant of the Spirit King.”

 

He winced from the pain. The spit burned like acid and more blood fell and he was getting a burn...

 

“That guy died as soon as he left his first daughter behind. I am a new man, and I have a fa-”

 

His sentence was cut short. Hikari removed her hand from the wound in his chest. She brought up one of her fingers and watched the blood drip. She tugged his hair again. “You see this?” She flicked the blood on his face. “I don't give a bull if you have a family now... So to get this family, you decided to sacrificed me??? You thought I was dragging you down?!”

 

“No that's not-”

 

He was stabbed again in the chest but this time, she brought something out. For Isshin, the view was getting darker, slowly disappearing. His breathing was irregular and he suddenly felt empty. Struggling to keep his eyes open he look at the object that was now in her hand. His eyes widened, fear stuck in them. There it was... his own heart! The red organ was faintly beating in her palm, blood oozing from the loose veins. Something was swelling up in his body and suddenly he threw up blood, turning his face to the side to avoid getting any on Hikari. Even that slight movement hurt. In fact he felt as though he was going numb but a thousand needles were pricking his skin.

 

He looked in her eyes... The blood lust was definitely there. He saw a smile... more like a sneer on her face. She brought his beating organ closer to his face.

 

Hikari chuckled. “Awww looks like you're blacking out.”

 

She squeezed it and a searing pain flashed through his body. He opened his mouth in a yell but no sound came out. He watched the object. The pulse was irregular and it was getting harder to breathe. His vision was slowly fading. Any minute he could die...

 

The evil laugh made shivers crawl up his spine. “MORE! SUFFER MORE OLD HAG! YOU'VE LIVED FOR TOO LONG IN THIS WORLD, IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO DIE!!!”

 

The squeezing did not stop, it got worse and with each passing second, he was losing his life. He smiled, a painful one. He did not deserve to live, his life had lasted for too long. It was about time he left, after all he had confidence that his children would be fine, he did raise them for that matter.

 

'Soon Misaki... I'll be joining you...' He sighed inwardly. 'I guess... this is...'

 

He closed his eyes smiling ready to embrace death when it came...

 

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...Something was different... Isshin felt he could breathe again. The pain was still there but... it was slowly fading away. Was this heaven? No, there was no light or bridge or angels either. Slowly he opened his eyes. Hikari was still there, her appearance the same and his heart was still beating. The squeezing had stopped. That was probably why. It was then he noticed her attention was on something else... or rather someone else... He saw another hand on her wrist. Following the arm upwards, his eye landed on the person he did not expect to see.

 

'I-Ichigo...'

 

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Rukia and the two sisters had finally come outside to see what was going on. She spotted Isshin kneeling on the ground bleeding, Hikari standing in front of him holding something in her hand and Ichigo holding that same hand. She noticed there was an object in it... red and... bloody. It looked like it was moving.

 

Her assumptions were right, there was something different about her and the foreign aura was still leaking. She noticed something on her hair. Wasn't Hikari's hair silver? Why were black strands appearing slowly. Something told her that this person standing in front of her was not the person they just met, and she had a bad feeling about it.

 

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Even though it didn't look like it, Ichigo was shaking on the inside. He just watched his father's life being taken away from him slowly and the pain... God he couldn't stand another minute. So here he was holding the same hand that had his father's life source, staring into the eyes of the same girl that was a threat.

 

'I still don't get it! Why did she attack my father? From the looks of it they know each other, but this is not how old acquaintances behave! And wait how did she know the old man? If she's a shinigami... What the hell???'

 

“Boy let go of my hand.”

 

He blinked. Did she just speak to him? He looked in her eyes. The world went white.

 

“Daddy no! You can't die, you promised!”

 

“Daddy? Daddy? Daddy wake up!”

 

“I'm all alone... I don't have any one in this world...”

 

“I'm just a doll... A worthless doll...”

 

The last word echoed in the space and he was suddenly back to reality. Blinking, he looked round and noticed her eyes again.

 

'What... just happened?'

 

He also realized she was glaring at him. He remembered their current situation.

 

“Boy let go of my hand.”

 

He bowed his head, the shadow hiding his expression. “Why?”

 

She blinked. “Why what?”

 

He glared at her with a frown on his face. “Why the hell are you doing this? I didn't bring you with us just so that you could kill my father!” He smirked. “It'd probably be a relief once the old man is gone, I wouldn't have to hear his constant whining or getting any annoying punches or kicks, but he can't go yet, not when I'm around.”

 

He tightened the grip on her hand but she did not flinch. She just stared at him, searching for something.

 

“...You mean you never knew?”

 

The frown deepened. “Never knew what?”

 

An eyebrow went up. “Boy, did you ever wonder why you came to possess the powers of a shinigami?”

 

Where did this come from? What did it have to do with this?

 

“That has nothing to do wi-”

 

“It does.”

 

His eyes widened. “What?”

 

She smirked chuckling. The chuckling turned to laughter. When she was done, she grinned.“I don't see why I have to explain anything to you!”

 

Ichigo glared at her. “Then what's the point of asking me?!”

 

Silence. He heard someone call out his name and turned to the source. Rukia and his sisters were out of the house watching the escapade.

 

Hikari followed the direction of his sight, landing on the oldest of the girls. She smiled. “Rukia Kuchiki”

 

He turned to her. She kept talking with her eyes still on Rukia. “She's cute isn't she?”

 

He gave her a dull look. “What the hell?”

 

“She who was adopted into the Kuchiki clan, thus her nickname the Rukongai Princess. She came into the human world on a mission but instead somehow gave her shinigami powers to a teenager to save his family. As a result of that, she was taken to the Soul Society for execution. It was almost a success but she was saved once again by that same boy. But not using the powers she gave him but instead his powers which were awakened a few days after she was taken away, all gained just to save her at a heavy price, a monster born in his body, a threat to all that surround him, and the chance that his soul could be taken over at any time” She glanced at him. “That's a lot to do for a girl.”

 

Ichigo was far from shocked. How did she know all that? Unless they informed her about it. He was her target after all.

 

“Your eyes.”

 

Eyes?

 

“Eyes are like windows open to the world. Minds and emotions can be interpreted when observed carefully. It can even go as far as visualizing a person's memories.”

 

He blinked confused. “But part of what you just said didn't happen to her.”

 

“True. But like I said, you can go as far as to see the person's memories. That doesn't mean you can't go any further. The limit you can reach is when you can see not only her memories, but also the people she has encountered.” She smiled.“Amazing, isn't it?”

 

The boy was speechless.

 

“Back to the matter at hand.” She squeezed the forgotten object in her hand. Isshin's groan brought Ichigo back to reality. She stopped the motion and turned to Isshin, hatred in her eyes. Isshin looked back. She suddenly released him and he slumped to the ground. Without any hesitation, Ichigo crouched to support his father. He looked at her. Sighing she turned her back to them. “My business here is done.” Her eyes landed on Rukia.

 

Rukia was frozen, like an insect caught in a web and the spider heading for its prey. She saw something swirling in the girl's eyes and her view went white.

 

“Mommy? Mommy where are you?”

 

“Mommy? Daddy why isn't mommy moving?”

 

“Mommy? Mommy?! Please don't leave me!”

 

“I'm just a doll... A worthless doll...”

 

Her vision gained its colors back and she blinked rubbing her eyes to help with the slight dizziness. Once she felt better, she felt a nudge on her top.

 

“Rukia are you alright?”

 

She smiled. “I'm fine, thanks Yuzu.”

 

Hikari sighed and turned back to Isshin. “I won't say anymore. I'll leave this to you... Isshin Kurosaki...” She threw his organ over her shoulders and Ichigo caught it. “It seems my time is up.” She gave Ichigo a smile, but her eyes showed the opposite. “Till we meet again.”

 

With those words, she started falling but someone caught her. “Tou... shirou...” With that she became unconscious.

 

All eyes were now on the new comer. Getting up he carried Hikari bridal style and turned to Ichigo.

 

“Everything will be explained later. For now...” He looked at Isshin. “You have more important business to deal with.”

 

And he disappeared with Hikari.

 

Rukia, Karin and Yuzu ran to the duo to check up on them. Crouching they all formed a circle, Ichigo still holding Isshin with his arm slung on his shoulder.

 

Yuzu asked, “Dad are you alright?”

 

Isshin attempted to smile. “Don't worry Yuzu. Daddy won't be taken down that easily.”

 

Ichigo and Karin glared at him. “That's not how it looked a while ago.”

 

He tried to laugh but instead ended up coughing blood. Ichigo scowled. “Don't try too hard old man.” Suddenly what looked like an aura surrounded the heart and slowly rose of Ichigo' s hand going to its right location. All present watched in awe as it was slowly absorbed by the body, and it was quiet until the process was complete, afterwards a barrier surrounded the gaping hole in his chest.

 

The silence tat came after was broken by Isshin's whisper.

 

“I have... something... to confess...”

 

Well that's where I'm stopping. It's been a while since the last time I've updated. Blame school for that. And now I have finals coming up! NOOOOOOOO!!!

 

Pls review, and if you don't like it, don't read it

 

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