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THERE ARE 5 ENTRIES!
Entry 1:
Forgotten Beneath the Ice
Chapter 1, Part 1, Section 2: The Mistaken Mortuary
Mikazuki wakes up to the annoying, mechanical chime of his **** He switches it off and gets up when Bella bursts into the room. She looks around, alarmed, and then at Mikazuki. Seeing that there was nothing in the room and then his confused expression, she blushes.
"O-oh.so there's nothing wrong?" Bella takes her hand off of her zanpakuto. "I thought there was an intruder." She looks down to hide her embarrassment.
Mikazuki laughs, "No.no.that was my alarm clock." Bella tilts her head and just stares at him. He sighs and taps his watch, "This device can tell time and has a built in alarm clock. It tells me when to wake up."
Bella nods slightly, "Oh okay then. Does it do anything else?"
Mikazuki laughs at her again. "No, it doesn't." He looks outside at the sky. It grumbles, but the rain has long stopped. "It looks like today's going to be great." He grabs his bag and rummages through it. After a few moments he pulls out a small package. Ripping the wrapping, he pulls out some kind of bread squares and begins to eat them. Mikazuki looks at Bella and offers her one.
She smiles appreciatively, but waves her hand. "No thank you. I'm not hungry." I'm not sure it would be a good idea. They probably taste as bad as the tea smells. She shudders, but her stomach growls in opposition. Mikazuki smiles, and Bella blushes again. "Oh fine!" She takes the square and takes a bite out of it. The food tastes bland and slightly salty, but it is palatable. Bella's stomach quiets, and she swallows and takes more squares. "Mmm.what are these?"
"They're called 'Thunder Rice Crackers' back home." Mikazuki bites into another cracker. "So what do you normally eat around here?"
Bella finishes another cracker, and answers. "Normally, it's a good meal of rice balls."
Mikazuki nods as he swallows the last of his food. "I love rice balls almost as much as these crackers." He gets up, and then dons the rest of his attire. Slinging his blade to his back, he looks at Bella as she swallows the last cracker. "Shouldn't we look through the squad rosters and figure out what squad I'm in?"
Bella stands up, "Yeah we probably should." She gazes through the window and sighs. Today would have been an excellent day to spend outside. She looks at the sword as he reaches to open the door. The entire weapon, about the length of a nodachi, is pitch-black. The blade shines menacingly, as though it is watching her. Bella looks away and shudders. That is just creepy. The Hell Butterfly flits past her from the windowsill. Oh great. That thing is still here. Her gaze returns to the sword. "Hey Mikazuki. What is your zanpakuto's name?"
Mikazuki turns to her, surprised at the sudden question. "Its name is Shouhi no Kurayami. Or just Shouhi if you like." A sudden whisper calls out. Bella can't quite make out the words, but Mikazuki looks to his shoulder. Mikazuki shakes his head in scorn, "Be nice and quiet, Shouhi." At Bella's confused stare, he sighs, "Never mind. Let's just get going." After opening the door, he gestures, "After you."
Bella blushes, then nods, "Thank you." She jumps on the corridor's banister overlooking the barrack's courtyard. Bella disappears, shunpoing away towards the Seireitei's library. Mikazuki stares at the now empty banister in confusion, and then looks to the left as though pinpointing Bella's new position. Quickly, he too disappears, leaving a fine haze of darkness behind.
Bella stops abruptly, sensing Mikazuki's spiritual pressure disappear. What's going on? He couldn't have just vanished into thin air. Turning around, she almost collides with him as he expels from the shadows. Bella jumps, "Oh my god!" Catching herself, she cries, "Don't sneak up on me like that!"
Mikazuki gives her a quizzical look. "I was only following you, Bella. Are we there?"
Bella opens her mouth to say something, but then just shakes her head and motions him to follow her. That was definitely weird. I must have just imagined it then. Continuing to shunpo, she keeps track of Mikazuki. Each time she shunpos and Mikazuki follows, he disappears.. Each time she looks over her shoulder, he bursts from the shadows right behind her. Bella finally gives up, and just monitors his spiritual pressure.. He's gone again. And there he is again. I can't be imagining this. What the heck is going on? Putting the thoughts aside, she finally stops at a large building. Mikazuki reappears from the shadows again. "We are here, Mikazuki."
He nods, "Then let's go inside." Mikazuki opens the door and gestures once more. "After you, Bella."
She shakes her head and steps inside. Following her, Mikazuki gazes around the many shelves, each brimming with books. With stairs rising up above and down below, the library seems vast despite the close arrangement of the shelves. The scribe approaches the two, "Can I help you?"
"Yes. We are looking for the squad rosters." Bella pulls Mikazuki after the scribe as he leads them among the passages. After a short while the scribe stops at a set of shelves.
"Here you go. Every squad roster for the Thirteen Court Guard Squads is recorded here."
Bella and Mikazuki both sigh regrettably. Mikazuki shakes his head, "Well, we've got to get started somewhere." He pulls out stacks of books and sets them on a large desk. Opening one of them, he begins reading and Bella follows suit.
The Hell Butterfly flits toward the Squad Nine barracks. Flying through an open window, the insect lands on an outstretched finger. The butterfly flashes in a complete sheen, and images can be seen in the reflection. A man's smooth, weary voice sounds amused, "So he's finally returned." Another voice, this one older, joins in.
"This is unprecedented, Sensei. The Inoyaiba boy is supposed to be presumed dead." The speaker pauses, continuing after a few moments. "Should we do something?"
The first voice replies, "Not for now, Wu. We'll wait and see how this develops." There is a long pause before the other speaks again.
"As you wish. What will we do until then?" Curiosity fills the ancient voice.
"Contact Kimiko and the others. Tell them to get into position.. I have something to attend." There is a rustling inside as someone stands. Not waiting for an expected question, the voice continues, "I'm giving the good news to Naomi and Saiyoko."
The second replies, "As you wish." A withered, but strong, hand reaches out the window to let the Hell Butterfly loose again. It flits off in the library's direction, as though already ordered to do so. Shadows also crawl out of the window and down the building's surface. They scatter in random directions quickly. A door opens from inside and, after the shuffling of robes and feet, is closed again.
Night has fallen, the starry sky twinkling over the Seireitei. Inside the library, Mikazuki and Bella have searched through almost a quarter of the squad rosters.. Neither has eaten since morning, although the stench of Mikazuki's herbal tea wanders the various tomes. Bella reluctantly stays through a force of will, although it would seem she wouldn't mind falling asleep either.
"You have to be kidding me! We've read fifty-seven ledgers and not one of them even mention the name Inoyaiba!" Bella falls back into her chair after tossing another squad roster aside. "I don't think we are going to find anything, Mikazuki!"
Mikazuki is deeply engrossed in reading. After closing the book and picking up another, he answers. "We'll check a few more and then call it quits for tonight. If you want we'll continue tomorrow." He takes a drink of his tea, and then tosses an unopened bottle to Bella. "You need something to keep you on your feet."
Bella wrinkles her nose at the smell. "Thanks, but no thank you. I'm not that thirsty." She hands it back to him. I don't want to go into a coma just yet. She returns to her seat and sighs. Picking up another book, Bella begins to read. After looking through a few pages, she calls out from behind her pile of books, "Mikazuki! I found it!"
"Really!?" He runs over to Bella's side and reads over her shoulder. "Inoyaiba, Mikazuki. Placed in the Fourth Division of the Special Forces." His voice trails off, a concerned frown set into his lips. Bella continues reading, and then gawks at the page.
"K.I.A.." Bella falls silent as well. Perplexed, the two stare at the works set in ink. "They don't make these things up, Mikazuki." She bites her lip nervously, uncertain of Mikazuki's blank expression.
Mikazuki suddenly gets excited, "Look at the date! That's ten years ago!"
Bella starts, and then calms. "How is that significant?"
A smile plays on his lips, "That's around the time that I woke up back home!"
"Say what?!" The expression on Bella's face is absolutely confounded. "You're saying you woke up in the World of the Living?!"
Mikazuki nods solemnly. "That means someone was mistaken. Or someone lied and covered something up."
Bella is horrified at the thought. That can't be right! A Soul Reaper couldn't have done that! Taking a quick breath, she finally speaks. "It probably was a mistake, then."
Mikazuki takes the book from her and turns it over in his hands. "It's a squad mortuary. I don't think they're careless when they list someone as dead."
Bella catches her breath. No! That isn't true! Her look frantic, she searches her mind for answers. It doesn't mean it was a Soul Reaper. It could've been something else. Pleased with this thought, Bella closes the book and sets it down. "We will think about that tomorrow. Let's just get back to the barracks and get some sleep."
Mikazuki nods with satisfaction and finishes his tea. "And maybe we'll gain more insight into who I am and what I was doing." Leaving the library, the pair heads off into the night towards the Squad Three barracks. Bella still monitors Mikazuki's presence as she shunpos. There he goes. And there he is again. She laughs lightly to herself. What a strange person. I'm not that surprised anymore, him being in the Special Forces.
When they arrive back on the second level of the barracks, Mikazuki bids Bella goodnight and heads into his room. The Hell Butterfly rests on the windowsill, adjusting its wings when he enters. Mikazuki rummages through his pack and retrieves some Thunder Fist Crackers and the handheld device. The machine calls out again in its dull, metal tone. "Memory recovery progression has advanced five-point-five percent. Memory recovery is currently at ten-point-five percent."
Mikazuki sighs in approval, "About time you started working." He looks at the hilt behind his shoulder. "We were right, Shouhi. Coming here was a good idea."
The blade replies in a ghostly whisper. Yes we were, Mikazuki. Although I find the amount of memory you've recovered dissatisfactory.
Mikazuki scowls, "It's better than nothing at all, Shouhi."
The sword retorts in a disembodied hiss. True, Mikazuki, but ten years in the human world has dulled you. I can tell you were much better than this before we woke up.
"That's enough and good night." Mikazuki sets the blade aside and looks out the window. Seeing the butterfly, he smiles. "Hello, my little friend. You missed a long and interesting day." The butterfly only adjusts its wings again in response. Mikazuki nods, "I guess you had a long day, too. Then I guess we'll have another tomorrow, friend. Good night."
Mikazuki lies down on his bedding and falls slowly to sleep. After a while the soft lull of his snores are heard. The butterfly shines again with a bright luster, and becomes dark again. Shouhi, resting against the wall close by, sighs amusedly. That's something you don't see every night. The blade falls silent and Mikazuki continues sleeping.
A few rooms over, Bella slowly paces her room. Her expression is worried. Anyone could have made a mistake or falsified information. Her thoughts only trouble her more as her doubts push back her resolve. But what if it was a Shinigami? She shudders at the thought again. Her zanpakuto, hanging at her side, speaks in a coldly energetic voice.
It will be okay, Bella. Like you said it could be anyone. We will figure something out. The zanpakuto's words are encouragingly soothing. Bella smiles gratefully at her blade.
"Thank you, Hisshiryu." She looks through the window; the night sky is dark and chilly. "I should really get some sleep. Good night."
Hisshiryu crackles in agreement and Bella rests it next to her bedding. Lying down, Bella falls into a light sleep. Hidden by a passing overcast, a shadow slinks in unnoticed.. Finding a dark corner, it sinks into the darkness. Although no distinct form is discernable, the shadow seems to be watching Bella carefully. Through the window a person can be seen, a smile playing on the wrinkled face. As unnoticeable as the shadow, the person nods and then disappears into the night air.
To Be Continued.
Forgotten Beneath the Ice Chapter 1, Part 1, Section 3: A Fleeting Reunion
Entry 2:
*all espadas and arrancars and hollows appeaer in one room*
Syazel: Alright everyone I have made a telleporter we will no get to go to the gotei 13
*everyone teleports*
*appers in gotei 13*
Syazel: this is it
*Yamamoto appears*
*press teleporter button and everyone disappears*
*Syazel at hudco mundo*
Syazel: IT COULD ONLY BE USED ONCE! T_T
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