School is Out [Ichigo]

[nnoitra]

It was only a -most likely bad- habit to step into this place to check things out. It might look like a bit invasion to personal life and space of a certain high-school boy, but the vizard preferred to call it 'security reasons'. Or maybe he had just more than that, but whatever.

Already being introduced to the class was an advantage. Though, he had been using absence for a great while for family reasons. That was the lie he had used for covering the truth. But most of the students and even the teachers believed the transfer student was a very troublesome guy and was being busy with getting involved in dangerous stuff. Some believed he was the young leader of a mafia family, some believed he had been arrested for a few months and spent his time in jail.

Well, those weren't that bad really. Humans indeed have some colourful imagination.

Pulling one hand from his pocket, the young looking blond man knocked the door of the classroom and waited for the teacher's approval. It was then he stepped inside with hands deeply buried in his pockets, glaring at the beautiful teacher in a lazy attitude. His lips were parted in a natural way, as he gave a small grin; then looked back at the rest of class, coming across with worried gazes.

"Yo." He said to the students in a rather lazy way, then his half-lidded eyes met with the only orange haired guy. His grin somehow looked mean for a moment. It wasn't helping with the bad reputation. Going to take a seat right behind Ichigo, Shinji sat down in a very laid back attitude; resting one arm against the back of his seat and remaining silent as the teacher lady continued talking about solving a maths problem from where she left.

[ichigo]

Ichigo was lazily taking notes and solving practice equations that the instructor gave the class from the big chalkboard. When all of a sudden, there was a short knock at the door closest to the instructor; and after a few seconds he saw a young man with blonde hair enter and give a simple, and lazy, “Yo.” to the class. He then proceeded to the seat behind Ichigo and sat in a lazy position. He hadn’t seen Shinji since the Winter War with Aizen, and Shinji wasn’t exactly lookin’ normal then.

Ichigo then sighed and leaned back and quietly said “Why are you back here Shinji, I thought you were only going to be here long enough to get me to accept training or join your faction?” Ichigo was looking forwards and writing on the chalkboard that the instructor kept putting up on there, completely ignoring his and Shinji’s quiet conversation.

[nnoitra]

No papers, no pens or no books along him, Shinji was obviously not really caring about the math class in the slightest. Though, his eyes were lazily on the chalk-board; he was mostly checking out the pretty teacher. She was this librarian type with glasses over her nose, a nice business type of dress surrounding her curvy body, then there were heels. As much as the vizard enjoyed staring at beautiful girls, he was feeling a bit out of it lately.

Placing a foot against the leg of Ichigo's seat, Shinji glared at the orange haired boy's back of neck with a frown. Oh, right. Ichigo was never happy about sudden guests in his school. But this was a public place. So it wasn't like Shinji was invading his personal space.

"Geez... Won't ya shaddup for a second?" He kicked at Ichigo's seat and brought his arms behind his head like he was resting against it like a pillow. "I'm tryin' ta listen t' the hot teacher." He said not really in a low tone, drawing attention and curiousity of the classmates.

And he gave another kick at the back of Ichigo's seat. But this time it was hard enough to make the seat jump forward loudly. The teacher's full attention was on Ichigo and Shinji now, her arms were crossed; her expression was serious and angry. "Will you two be quiet?" She asked coldly, wanting to return to the solution.

[ichigo]

Ichigo stealthily kicked Shinji’s foot off his desk and said “She’s too young for you, and you look too young for her.” Then he felt his desk jump and heard the teacher berate them to be quiet. Ichigo then said “Tell that to the yellow haired bastard behind me.” Ichigo then pointed his left thumb behind him and went back to taking notes and solving problems. Ichigo then leaned back and said “Why the hell are you here? Shouldn’t you be mourning Hiyori’s death still?”

[nnoitra]

The age dilemma wasn't really something that concerned the vizard. People could actually be older or younger than how they looked like. In his case, it was a tad different and out of standards. But that really wasn't going to stop him from his usual self.

The blond guy rolled his eyes in a lazy way, as Ichigo went on ranting to his teacher and trying to pretend like he was actually listening to it. He was such a troublesome guy, wasn't he? "Yer makin' too much noise, douche." He sighed and moved his arms down, placing his hands on the desk. His head was hanging from his shoulders like he was having difficult time with waking up from a long sleep.

He could not care in the slightest about insults, nicknames and all; but Ichigo's words hit low. It was like pressing salt to a sore spot. Edges of his lips were curved down while his teeth showing, his expression didn't seem to change much; but it was certain he changed. He was not a guy to lose control or show anger, but it was an issue that hurt him. Hiyori wasn't only a comrade; she was also a friend. A very close one. He did miss her and his mourning would last for decades. But that was a personal thing. He had no interest in talking about it. The vizard always kept things inside.

"Tch. Jackass." A harder kick was landed at the back of Ichigo's seat, making him jump forward again. But this time the teacher was annoyed enough to kick them out from the classroom.

"You two, out!" Pushing her glassed over her nose, she pointed them the door. "Fifteen minutes. Wait at the door and think about your punishment."

With the words, Shinji didn't even protest. He just stood up and walked out of the class, hands deeply buried in his pockets. He was looking a little out of reality.

[ichigo]

Ichigo could tell he went over the line with that last comment, but Shinji would never say that himself. Then he heard a comment from Shinji then felt a strong kick to his seat and jumped. The teacher then turned around told them to wait out in the hallway for fifteen minutes and think about their punishment, Ichigo gave her a cold look, and got up and headed outside the classroom, he didn’t mind school itself, it was the teachers and the other students that he had a problem. All of the teachers and students thought he was just some stupid punk because of his orange hair.

Ichigo then looked to Shinji and said “Hey Shinji, sorry about what I said about Hiyori, that was messed up of me, I wasn’t thinkin’ right.” Ichigo then waited for a reply from the orange haired bastard. Ichigo put his hands in his pockets and said “Hey, Yellow haired bastard, I got an Idea, since by the time this punishment is over it’ll be time to get outta this shithole for the day, How about you and me head to a deserted area of the City and go wild, that way you can let out your anger at me.” Ichigo then waited for an answer.

[nnoitra]

As the vizard stepped out from the classroom, he just leaned back to the wall of the corridor beside the door; his shoulders slump. His half-lidded eyes were looking down to the floor, as Ichigo gave some kind of apology. Still, Shinji said no words about it. There was nothing to talk on it.

When he was called a bastard, the vizard arched a brow and looked at Ichigo; like it was actually his name. His proposition was able to bring a smile to his face, his Cheshire cat smile widening. "An' I was wonderin' how much it'll take till ya say that." It was main reason why Shinji was here; to have a little practice with Ichigo. Afterall, since the Winter Wars everyone's lives seemed to calm down and was never the same. There had been too much loss, most of the damage was not recoverable. They still needed to stay in shape and he just couldn't allow Ichigo to get in a lazy mode and rust like that.

Pushing himself from his spot, Shinji started to walk down the corridors and toward the exit. Putting his newsboy cap over his head, the vizard stepped out to the sunny day of Karakura Town. But there was a woman's voice heard behind them. It was some other teacher Shinji could not recognize.

"Where do you think you're going? Return back to your class." The old woman's voice was sharp and authoritative. If they didn't obey, it would be equal to trouble. Correction: Only Ichigo would be in trouble. In the other hand, it was rather familiar for Shinji. He had been through same stuff a couple centuries ago back in Academy. He used to be such a troublesome student, he admitted.

"We were..." Shinji turned his head at the teacher and gave a sly smile. "... goin' to check pretty girls out in town." Like that comment would actually help. As expected, it did not. The old teacher now seemed angry, crossing her arms over her chest; glaring at two boys.

"I'll sign you up for detention." She replied coldly. She really meant it.

But Shinji was already gone from the sight, making the woman look around searching for him with curious eyes. He left Ichigo behind to deal with the teacher. Well, no matter how Shinji came here to sneak the orange haired boy from the school for some sparring; Ichigo was the one actually breaking the rules of the school. Shinji really didn't care if Ichigo got detention. He sort of deserved it for trying to break out.

Once he was out, he would know where to find Shinji.

[ichigo]

Before he got out the school doors, the old lady was chasing him, and he was running as fast as he could, but surprisingly the old lady was keeping pace. Ichigo then yelled “SHINJI!!! YOU YELLOW HAIRED BASTARD! I’LL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Ichigo kept running, but now the teacher was taking swings at him, trying to catch him, he had to lose her and fast. Ichigo managed to run toward the city, and use the sharp turns of buildings to lose her. By now the school day was over, so he went home, grabbed Kon and took the soul candy from him.

He then wiped the small orb, even though it wasn’t wet he didn’t want to risk it havin’ any of Kon’s strings or any dirt that may have been in his mouth on the pill. He then swallowed the pill and separated his sould from his human body and said “Kon, don’t do anything stupid, just stay up here, don’t leave this room at all, I’ll be back in a while.” Kon nodded and Ichigo hopped out his window and started to use Shunpo to travel the city faster.

After several minutes, he eventually found Shinji, he was above a large body of water, Shinji had his Zanpakutô in hand already. Ichigo then grabbed his Zangetsu and pulled it off his back, the cloth that wrapped around it, coming undone and shrinking to a manageable size immediately. Ichigo then pointed the Zanpakutô at Shinji and said “I’m going to kill you for leaving me there to deal with that old lady!” Then without warning he shunpo’ed forwards and slashed at Shinji with Zangetsu.

[nnoitra]

The waiting part was something he didn't really mind. But when it was under the burning sun, it mattered to a level. Edges of his lips were curved down in an exhausted way, the blond vizard opened the tap of a bottle of water and took a large swig. He was still in the school uniform and cap, the only addition was the katana in his hand.

By the time Ichigo finally arrived, the bottle was finished; Shinji was licking the last drop with a pierced tongue. Tossing the empty bottle away, when Ichigo threw a hissy fit about being dumped in the school; the blond vizard rested his crimson hilted and sheated katana against his shoulder in an annoyed attitude. "Yer as slow as an old woman." He said like he actually watched over Ichigo's deadly run in the town away from that old lady.

"Ya really got rusty, didn't ya?" Rolling his eyes, Shinji didn't even draw his katana from the sheat. In a blink, he was removed from Ichigo's way and attack; now standing a few feet away from him, upside down.

"Try harder." He said, still not doing anything in the name of fighting.

[ichigo]

He missed! He couldn’t believe it, he missed with his surprise attack, this angered Ichigo, he couldn’t hold back at all, or he’d be in a lot of pain. “You want speed? You blond bastard!” Ichigo then let the cloth extend and wrap around his right arm, he then lifted his Zangetsu and arm straight out and braced his arm with his left hand and shouted “BANKAI!” the water underneath them swelled up and enveloped Ichigo. The water suddenly exploded and he was in a new outfit, much smaller, and his Zangetsu was even smaller than that.

He had a darker look in his eye, and said, rather coldly, “Tensa Zangetsu. You ready bastard?” Then without another word he disappeared and moved faster than before, much faster, when he reappeared he was behind Shinji and his Zangetsu had a Getsuga Tenshô wrapped around it to give it a stronger bite. Ichigo was proud of this new trick he had picked up during his battle with Ulquiorra, but not proud of how that battle ended. Ichigo was determined to make Shinji regret mocking his speed.

After the attack, whether it succeeded or failed, Ichigo would jump back a few feet and fire off a few more Getsuga’s wherever Shinji would appeare should he try dodging them with Shunpo. He then said “What do you think of my Bankai’s speed and power? Is it fast enough? Is it strong enough? Will you take back what you said about me being rusty?!” Ichigo then fired off another, larger one, he hoped they would hit and make Shinji rethink his position.

[nnoitra]

Shinji was basically standing upside down, the sky was his ground. What could he say? He loved the view from here. He liked doing things in reverse.

He heaved a sigh, when the orange haired boy worded bankai. It was too soon and he sure had some anger issues. That was a big disadvantage for a vizard. Anger augmented their inner hollow and let them lose control. When you lost control, you lost everything else. If Ichigo needed a good anger management, Shinji was willing to give him a starter lesson.

"Yeah, yeah. Ready... Whatever." The blond vizard drew his zanpakatou from it's crimson sheath, remained in his place as Ichigo made his move; attacking him with all he had. The lazy expression of Shinji didn't change, when he clashed his sword with Ichigo's; trying to block his attack. He had to admit the kid got stronger and faster since the last time they practiced together. Sure he learned some new and cool tricks, but they had to solve one little problem first.

With the attack, Shinji was pushed away only a little. He was holding his sword with both hands and putting his own pressure against it to neutralize the attack. Taking a step backward, the blond disappeared from sight, only to appear at another spot. With each fire Ichigo blew, Shinji was disappearing again. Sometimes his feet on the ground; sometimes upside down.

"Che. Won't ya calm down, douche?" It required a great reiatsu and energy to go at this pace on and on. "Keep doin' that an' yer gonna collapse in a few minutes." It was Shinji's turn now, disappearing only to re-appear behind Ichigo's back and slashed his zanpakatou at his back. They were about to see how Ichigo's reflexes worked.

"Ya have fancy cloths, but yer forgettin' somethin' more important."

[ichigo]

He couldn’t believe it, his attacks were being blocked and dodged like they were nothing! Ichigo had to calm down, but just then Shinji attempted to attack from behind, he got worried, but quickly Shunpo’d out of the way, letting him hit nothing but air. Ichigo then placed his left hand over his face and said “You want me to use the one item that matters?” He then concentrated Reiatsu into his hand and dragged his left hand down leaving a black shape over his face, that then solidified into a white mask with two black stripes going down the spots where his eyes were and said “This is what you wanted right?”

Ichigo’s voice was now more Hollow like, that was because he had taken out his Hollow Mask and now moved much faster and was much stronger. He then disappeared suddenly, no sign of movement, and stayed moving until he was so close to Shinji that Shinji wouldn’t be able to dodge, he then used his Kuroi Getsuga wrapped around his Zangetsu and slashed at Shinji’s chest, he was showing no mercy and complete and total ruthlessness. Ichigo was very calm though, and not angered any more.

[nnoitra]

As Ichigo zipped away from his attack, Shinji was chuckling. He wasn't putting much effort now. There was something missing just like he stated before.

Finally, Ichigo was able to think straight and remember back what he forgot. It wasn't the bankai or any other techniques Shinji wanted to see. When the orange haired boy finally brought up the mask, the blond vizard gave a wide smile in approval.

"Bingo."

Now they could start playing seriously. A vizard against a vizard. Before Ichigo started his next move, Shinji moved his left hand up to take his cap off, tossing it away. Then he moved his hand to his forehead and brought up his own mask; his hand glowing from reiatsu during the process. Whites of his eyes were turning black, his irises were complete gray now. "I want ya t' hit me with yer best." Then he pulled the mask down over his face. It looked like an old Egyptian death mask, a Pharaoh mask.

Orange haired boy's attack was incredibly fast... And ruthless. That could be useful at times. But it could be self-destructive aswell. Now was a good time to test out which side weighted heavier.

Shinji could dodge the attack, if he wanted to. But no. He wanted to feel how powerful it was. Of course, that didn't mean he would make himself open for the attack and get a lethal damage. But well, he had his ways. His katana was clashed against Ichigo's zanpakatou, their reiatsus brightening around the area with each contact. Shinji could stand still against the hit, but he was being pushed back no matter how strong he stood on the ground.

His eyes were on Ichigo, examining his every movement. He looked pretty calm, which meant he was doing a good job with suppressing his anger. He could control his hollow and remain as himself while the mask was on.

"Good boy." Shinji smiled beneath the mask and added pressure to his katana, trying to push Ichigo away. "No madness, huh? Ya sure 'bout havin' all the strings? Or would ya lose it, if somethin' bad happened? What if one of yer friends got hurt?" It was then he brought one leg up to give Ichigo a hard kick in the stomach. That could make him fly away for a few good meters. And before he could get up, Shinji would already be there to make him stay down.

"Don't hold back, dumbass. Show me all ya have."

[ichigo]

Ichigo felt him put some pressure behind his sword in an attempt to win the sword lock that they were in at the moment. He then heard Shinji start to patronize him and noticed that Shinji had pulled out his Vizard Mask. Ichigo then pulled his Zangetsu back and slashed it again, launching a Kuroi Getsuga at close range. Ichigo then fired several more Getsuga’s then yelled “GETSUUUUUUGAAAAAAAAAAAAA TENSHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOô” He wasn’t angry, just making sure that the yell was long enough to cover all of his attacks.

Then Shinji asked him a question that he’d been in such a situation before. He then said “I’d do anything to save them, to protect them and to save them before anything bad could befall them. You know that already, look at what happened just before the Winter war when Aizen had Ulquiorra kidnap Orihime, I went to go and save her from their evil clutches!” Ichigo then disappeared and reappeared several times to slash at Shinji.

[nnoitra]

Especially within close range, this attack was getting more and more difficult to avoid. His reflexes were doing a fine job with moving out of the way, something he mastered within centuries. Of course, he wasn't going to take any of those hits directly. That'd be suicide. Shinji knew how powerful Ichigo was and he had no interest in testing that out in a stupid way.

But there was something he was very curious about. "Not that, Ichigo." He wasn't talking about his loyal friendships here. The boy had a pure heart and all, but he also held a monster inside, just like the rest of the vizards. During his fight against Ulqiorra, Ichigo crossed a certain line he never should have. He lost all his control and let his inner hollow do everything. Maybe that wasn't what he actually wanted, but it still happened.

And Shinji was curious about that form. He wanted to see it with his very eyes here and now.

Each sword slash was blocked by the blond's own, he was mostly in a defensive mode and didn't actually make a real attack so far. "Show me yer ugly face." Shinji smirked and took steps backward, as he swung his katana only to block Ichigo's slashes. "Ya know. That complete hollow form." Ichigo would know what he meant.

"Lose control. Do it!" And finally Shinji made is move forward, now making quick and serial slashes at Ichigo; aiming to damage his arms and chest. He was trying to provoke him and wake the hidden hollow up.