|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 10:44 pm
The office where Byakuya and Renji get most of their work done. It is usually very neat, with bookshelves lining alongside either wall, and a desk neatly placed in the center. The Lieutenant's desk is located near the entrance, with a sofa placed directly in front of it. In the other corner of the room, a tea table sits tucked in by the bookshelves, so that a moment of relaxation and quiet can be accessed at any time. There are two doors that lead into the office, one is Byakuya's room, which he rarely uses, and the other, Renji's room. There is a window positioned directly in the center behind the Captain's desk.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:16 pm
 There are two kinds of spirits. The ones who know what they're doing...
Megami no Zetsumei Hisana Kurosaki's Zanpakuto The door to the Sixth Division Captain's office slowly creaked open, as a redheaded zanpakuto poked her head in, glancing around at the dark room. "Anybody here...?" she whispered before pushing the door a little farther open, carefully walking across the matted floor in her lightweight combat boots.
She waved one of her hands back behind her to the door, letting a gust of wind blow in from the hallway and swing it shut...a little too loudly. She flinched, realizing anybody nearby could've heard that and known somebody was in here. Zetsumei waited a few moments, waiting for somebody to possibly walk in... The chill air in the room made her shudder, having to grip her arms and rub them for warmth. As no more sound was present, she sighed relieved, walking up silently to the desk that stood in front of the large window on the back wall. She stood in military formation, hands behind her back, feet close together, back erect, as if she was speaking to the Captain himself...even though nobody else was there with her.
"I came as a messenger for Captain Kurosaki," she formally addressed, starting to pull something small and shiny out of her empty sheathe. With careful movements, she gently placed the wedding ring that belonged to the Captain's deceased wife on the desk. "My wielder can't stand having to wear it for more than five minutes without feeling regrets... They want you to have it back." She said no more, staring at the ring that laid in the middle of the desk, reflecting the moonlight that shone from outside the window. Her eyes half-closed, as she blinked, and glanced around the office with slight curiosity. Her feet worked their way over to the bookshelf propped on the wall closet to the desk, coming to a halt only feet away from it.
Zetsumei traced her finger along the book titles, eyes widening slightly as she touched one that read Rukia's Journal. She immediately pulled it out of place, tenderly opening it and flipping through the pages with a single black glove. Her eyes zoomed from word to word, examining what looked to be many entries the year before the pure Rukia had abandoned Soul Society and died. But upon flipping to the last page... She gasped, tears starting to well up in her eyes as she analyzed every little detail of what it said:
Sunday, December 9th To whoever may discover this, please, please, do not let ANYBODY see what I have written, especially not my own family. I am leaving Soul Society today. You would never understand why, even if I came to you in person and explained it myself. But I will try to tell you anyways... The same day that my progeny was born, something terrible happened. My closest friend, Captain-Commander Ichigo Kurosaki, was in a grave battle with his own Hollow, 'Hichigo,' I believe his name is. I'm not sure what exactly happened, and I can't believe how Gin Ichimaru was involved... But that monster was set free. We all believed it had been sealed away in Hell for good after it took place in killing off Sosuke Aizen, using the exact method used to annihilate the Fourth Espada. We were all wrong though. It split in half, one half inside my own daughter...the other half escaping to destination unknown. Because of him... My daughter is deemed a monster. She will never be able to live a normal life like I wished for her to. This never should have happened, not in a thousand centuries. Not even Gin's execution, even if he was a traitor to us. There's no forgiving what I've done after today. I'm sorry to everyone. Ichigo-kun, Sado-kun, Uryu-san, Inoue-chan, Renji... Nii-sama, I am apologizing to you most of all. I could never prove myself to be a great Kuchiki, just as great and noble as you-
The rest of the entry had been splattered out in crimson red blood, staining and crippling the page from that last word down. Zetsumei touched a finger to it, feeling for whether or not it was real... It was, and damn was it fresh. This can't be... she thought. Rukia destroyed the diary in the Kuchiki Shrine within the Squad Zero Barracks, so... She didn't realize her lips had parted, and she was now talking to herself. "How did Rukia's journal make it into here?"
...And the kinds who have no idea what the heck's going on.
((Explanation for the very last line of this post, "How did Rukia's journal make it into here?" After Hisana and Senbonzakura ran Rukia off in the Las Noches Throne Room, Cero Rukia came back here and placed the book on the shelf, purposely splattering the last page in her own blood.))
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 1:23 pm
Are you calling me a monster...just because I'm part Hollow?

The door to the office flew open as Zetsumei suddenly shuddered, jumping and looking over to see Hisana walking in. She sighed with relief. "Oh, thank god it's just you-" "Yeah, 'thank god.' Now hop back into your zanpakuto. Baraku and I are gonna talk with Byakuya." The zanpakuto spirit raised an eyebrow before gently placing the journal on his desk, somersaulting into the air towards Hisana as she started to dissolve into white light, molding back into the form of a large blade twice the size of Hisana's body.
Hisana sighed, strolling over to Byakuya's desk as she stood by it patiently, waiting for Baraku to follow in. I wonder hoe this is all gonna turn out... she wondered, remembering Baraku back in Pandora's tomb when he'd unleashed his shikai. She closed her eyes, remembering Byakuya had the same ability...except stronger. They have the same zanpakuto. Senbonzakura, I believe his name was. Maybe its spirit was split in half just like my dad's Hollow... She bowed her head in worry, remembering reading over the eight or ten official laws of the Seireitei.
'If two shinigami bare the same zanpakuto, they must battle until one of them dies. The zanpakuto is granted to the victor.' She groaned. "Well that's just lovely. They're gonna have to battle it out."
That's not the reason I am one. I've killed living people, ruined lives... ...and set free a whole new war.
ObliviousOfClouds:
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 6:17 pm
I am here to find my father......
Baraku Kuchiki/Madaraki,Unknown Son of Byakuya Kuchiki,Lieutenant of Squad Zero
Baraku was behind Hisana when they entered the room, he looked around his father's office. this had been the first time he had been here since he came to the seireitei, he had met his father once down in the Kuchiki shrine and they didnt have much of a disscusion, he then stood behind hisana. "Well look at that....he's not here....let's go shall we?" he said as he nervously tryed to walk out the door.
.....and prove that I am of his Clan!
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 6:27 pm
Are you calling me a monster...just because I'm part Hollow?
Hisana's eye twitched as she saw baraku try to leave. In a flash, she was standing in front of him, Bakudo spell charging on the tip of her finger. "Stay put coward. Otherwise I have no choice but to nail you with Rikujokoro." She was dead-serious this time. She wanted to help him prove he was a Kuchiki for several reasons.
The first reason, she wanted him to be strong. To protect his own pride. Otherwise there was a chance he'd be shamed. The second reason, she didn't want the Kuchiki Clan to become a laughing stock. Third, she wanted her uncle to be glad that he wasn't the last of the Kuchikis...
And last, she wanted to make a man out of him, proving that Squad Zero was no damn joke.
That's not the reason I am one. I've killed living people, ruined lives... ...and set free a whole new war.
ObliviousOfClouds:
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 6:33 pm
I am here to find my father......
Baraku Kuchiki/Madaraki,Unknown Son of Byakuya Kuchiki,Lieutenant of Squad Zero
Baraku looked at Hisana and then to the ground, he swallowed hard and then turned. "Your right....i have to tell him...For my mothers sake!" he said as he walked further into the room, over to his father's desk, he sat in a chair nearby and awaited his father's appearance. "Thank you Hisana." he said with a smile to show that he had gratitude for what she was doing
.....and prove that I am of his Clan!
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 2:54 pm
"Regardless of who or what they are..."


Head of the Kuchiki Noble Family, Captain of Squad 6
The Sixth Division Captain approached the door of his own office. With what sounded like a soft sigh, he slid the door silently to the side. His eyes closed, his head slightly bowed, his black hair rustled slightly with the light brush of air that escaped through the open door. Byakuya's eyes opened, revealing the gray pools that stared off into space with an icy stare.
He noticed the two standing in the room, and without so much as expressing his notice of them, he merely stepped in and took a seat at his desk. For a few moments he filed through a few sheets of paper, stacking them into a neat pile and pulling out his small brush that he used often as a pen. He pulled a paper of the stack, and with soft strokes, long black streaks appeared across the paper, forming at the tip of the brush as Byakuya gracefully maneuvered it. He was only filling out paperwork, but even Byakuya was able to bring grace to such a bland task. He hesitated for a moment, realizing the two would not leave as his eyes remained fixed on the paper.
"May I help the both of you?" His deep voice shattered the dead silence of the room.
"... Anyone who disturbs Soul Society will be cut down."
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 3:07 pm
Are you calling me a monster...just because I'm part Hollow?
Moments later, as the Squad Six Captain came walking in and doing paperwork, Hisana opened her eyes, apparently sleeping while waiting for him to arrive. She smiled shyly. "Not both of us. Just Baraku. He had something he wanted to tell you." She glanced over at the boy sitting in the waiting chair. "That right, Lieutenant?" For a moment, her fingers twitched, unaware that she was lightly touching the wedding ring on his desk.
"Would you rather believe that this ring should be in my possession..." She barely whispered when saying 'my', taking a light sigh as she continued, her voice becoming more bold and outstanding in the still silence of the room. "...or the possession of you and your wife's own son, Baraku 'Madaraki' Kuchiki?"
That's not the reason I am one. I've killed living people, ruined lives... ...and set free a whole new war.
ObliviousOfClouds:
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 12:19 am
I am here to find my father......
Baraku Kuchiki/Madaraki,Unknown Son of Byakuya Kuchiki,Lieutenant of Squad Zero
Baraku stared at hisana, what she had said had shocked him, she said it so easily, and yet it took him years to find the courage to hunt down his father. Baraku then looked at Byakuya, "If you do not believe Hisana....then maybe you will believe this...it was left with me when my adoptive parent's found me at their doorstep" he said as he took his scarf from around his neck and placed it on the table. stitched into it the word's said,
To my Darling Hisana, Let this scarf keep you warm in the winter day's
-Your Loving Byakuya.
As well as the message the Kuchiki emblem was stitched into it alos.Baraku then stared at his father, he knew how his father was and he didnt expect him to show much emotion
.....and prove that I am of his Clan!
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 2:53 pm
"Regardless of who or what they are..."


Head of the Kuchiki Noble Family, Captain of Squad 6
Byakuya's gaze seemed to dig deeper in the tension that pressed the conversation between the three of them. It was both unsettling and not very welcoming, and his stance was high, tall, not one to look down upon. He was truly one of noble status, however his lack of a welcoming disposition often drew a few others away from him. In rare cases, individuals like Raine Shiba were humored by Byakuya's firm personality, and therefore befriended him from pure interest.
His eyes shifted from Hisana to Baraku, his claimed son. He had no precise recollection of having a son. His memories clouded his mind, and suddenly, a scene seemed to lapse before him.
"Hisana... my love... I apologize for sounding so selfish when I say this, but I had broken the rules of the Noble Clan by marrying someone of non-Noble status, to bear a child with one would only instigate the situation.... We cannot reveal the child to any other..."
"Byakuya..." a pained voice seemed to say... "Can we not risk it? Do you not need an heir to take up the position of Head of the Kuchiki Clan when you have passed away? Do you not wish for a child to care and love for?"
Byakuya paused for several moments... "... I'm sorry...." He said as he left the room, leaving Hisana behind, bearing the newborn child in her cradled arms.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Byakuya returned to reality, blinking only a few times to remove the remaining traces of the memory that trailed behind.
"I have no such son, and this scarf..." He seemed to say as he lifted the scarf from the table and placed it into the drawer, " was not to have been in your possession, whomever you are. Rukia Kuchiki was to be the next Head of the Kuchiki Clan, and I accepted no other, or had any other to take that place."
He continued his paperwork, brushing silently and filling out whatever needed to be recorded as he paused. "Now if you would be so kind, leave me be."
"... Anyone who disturbs Soul Society will be cut down."
((I love being a jerk with Byakuya biggrin ))
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 4:10 pm
Are you calling me a monster...just because I'm part Hollow?

Hisana stared wide-eyed as Baraku placed the scarf and note on the table, observing as Byakuya rejected the fact he ever bared a child and simply tucked it away in a drawer. She looked down to the floor, fists clenched tight, about to reach for the hilt of her zanpakuto.
However, she changed her mind, and with a quick shunpo...Byakuya had been slapped hard across the face, a bright red hand print left on his cheek. Not only that, but he was not wearing his kenseikan, for it was now placed in Hisana's tense hand, about to be thrown down on the floor and smashed to bits. "You're unbelievable," she growled. "You believe I'm your niece when we look nothing alike...
"But you refuse to believe this man is your own son when you two look practically identical? What the hell is echoing inside that noble-a**, empty rattling skull of yours?!" She immediately whirled around, her back now to his. "Are you just saying you're afraid to take the risk of having a son? Do you not need an heir to take up the position of Head of the Kuchiki Clan when you have passed away? Do you not wish for a child to care for and respect? Face it Byakuya. Rukia won't be the Head any time soon; because SHE'S NEVER COMING BACK." Hisana was now breathing in and out heavily, trying her hardest not to do anything else worth punishing. Ironically, her sleeve had been rolled up a significant length in which the word MONSTER she'd carved into her blood veins was exposed.
Even f the Captain wanted to do something violent, she wouldn't be able to anyways. Because her own zanpakuto was being held to her neck from behind. "Hisana..." a dark feminine voice scolded. "There is no need for any other violent action-" "...Zetsumei, stay out of this-" "-When I am about to do it anyways." Hisana immediately stopped focusing in the situation of Byakuya having a son and listened to her zanpakuto...whirling around to meet a pair of dark blue, dragon-like eyes. Too much like Rukia's own eyes... "...Zetsumei?"
That's not the reason I am one. I've killed living people, ruined lives... ...and set free a whole new war.
ObliviousOfClouds:
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 5:22 pm
"Regardless of who or what they are..."


Head of the Kuchiki Noble Family, Captain of Squad 6
Within seconds, the kensaikan had been removed from Hisana's open palm, returned in Byakuya's neat and tidy raven hair. The print of whatever slap had faded and no longer existed on the ivory cheek of his face. He had shunpoed to her and returned back within a matter of seconds, only disrupting the flow of the wind by a few slight intervals. His eyes had been closed the entire time, now he had been standing. His head shifted to Hisana as his eyes slowly began to open, revealing his dull gray eyes.
"I do not believe you are my niece. I know you are. Determining whether or not a child belongs to a parent or not should not be based off of mere appearances. Your father looks much like the father of Lieutenant Shiba... That does not mean that they are of the same family." His deep voice seemed to grow stronger, though his calm aura remained the same and he showed no expression of anger. "My concerns are none of your own. As your zanpakuto suggested, you need not be aggressive. Do not make me believe you are what you have carved into your own arm there. If Rukia decides to return, then so be it. If not, then I shall choose an heir to the Kuchiki Clan that I see fit to lead such a noble family. This boy you have brought to me cannot prove to me that he is my own, the scarf provides no proof as anyone could have obtained such an item."
He took little interest in the zanpakuto that had trapped Hisana. "Now, as I had asked previously... Leave me be."
"... Anyone who disturbs Soul Society will be cut down."
((If you notice, Byakuya is not entirely himself, he is acting oddly so he is very dismissive. This naturally is not his normal behavior, as he is usually not this cold. Figure out what is making him so agitated. It has a lot to do with his son. ))
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 5:53 pm
Do you dare wish to challenge the Goddess of Punishment?Bachi no Megami Possessed Zanpakuto Rebellious Weapon of Hisana Kurosaki Hisana had almost brought tears to her eyes as he explained his remark to her sudden outburst. "...If Baraku wasn't your son, would his zanpakuto's name still be-"
"Senbonzakura." Hisana's eyes finally glanced to the corner of her peripheral vision...spotting her zanpakuto's new appearance. Entirely tainted black, baring new obsidian armor and ebony ponytails...and a huge bazooka attached to her right forearm, pointed directly at the three shinigami. "Senbonzakura," she repeated, dead serious in her doubled-over tone. "Come. We have much to prepare for... It's an order from Master Cero."
You are asking for a death wish, as stated by my master Cero...
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 6:50 pm
"Master? I have no Master..."
 Senbonzakura || Merged Zanpakuto of Byakuya and Baraku Kuchiki
Byakuya's eyes widened as the light seemed to dull from his zanpakuto. In moments, Senbonzakura had materialized between both Byakuya and Baraku. He turned to face Megami, his grace and beauty was far beyond possible description, and his armor was more intricate and ornate than any other seen before. His menacing mask gave Megami a cold stare as he took one step forward towards her...
"Master Cero has summoned us already? I barely had time to prepare... No matter. What is our next task to complete?" He asked, his voice similar to Byakuya's, completely ignoring his former zanpakuto masters.
"I am far to great to associate myself with the likes of those Kuchiki... "
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 5:01 am
Do you dare wish to challenge the Goddess of Punishment?Bachi no Megami Possessed Zanpakuto Rebellious Weapon of Hisana Kurosaki Bachi no Megami couldn't help but slightly smile in amusement at Senbonzakura's response. She lightly patted his head. "We will have plenty of time to prepare after we set our allies free of their wielders. Now come. We should probably start with-" She however didn't get to finish. Because in a split second, there was a sem-loud bang! that echoed int he office as something went flying past the zanpakuto spirit, skimming her armor and leaving a small scratch. She looked over with her slit violet pupils, raising an yebrow in curiosity at what just hit her...
Hisana had a rifle in her hands, her shihakusho slightly pulled back to reveal the harness which let it strap to her back under her clothes. "I never thought I'd have to use this on you," she laughed. That said, she lightly set the weapon down on the desk...and shunpo'd at extreme speed, nailing a flying kick in the back of Bachi no Megami's head.
Within sconds, the two were in ranged hand-to-hand combat, seeming to inflict some kind of damage with every hit they took and inflicted. Uppercuts, knuckle-breakers, gut-kneeing, arm twisting, it was all deadly. Until Hisana raised a hand against her zanpakuto's head and shouted, "Hado No. 33: Sokatsui!" The blue lightning immediately shot out and burned Megami's head slightly. Her eyes seemed to flare up in violet flames, as she turned slowly, raising the bazooka attached to her arm.
"Those tricks are worthless," she spat disgustingly, as the ultraviolet lights began to glow brighter and brighter... Within seconds, Megami pulled a trigger on her left arm's gauntlet, as a shockwave of reiatsu was sent flying at Hisana. She began to disappear, beckoning for Senbonzakura to coem along. Megami glanced back to Hisana. "I will eventually return to claim the spiritual possession my master desired from you... She will be completed in time, and will have her revenge..." With that, Bachi no Megami disappeared, leaving only faint traces of her reiatsu behind, along with her former master kneeling on the floor.
Hisana slightly glanced up to Baraku. "Lieutenant, head back to the Squad Zero Barracks and rest up. You've been training too hard while I was gone." She shakily stood up, leaning against a nearby bookshelf for support.
You are asking for a death wish, as stated by my master Cero...
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|