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This article, The Other Side: Ahatake vs Sachi, is property of Darknesslover5000.

Hello, Sister

CLANG! Was the sound that was heard as the blades clashed.

"You seem slow today, Kyashi Onee-chan." The black haired girl teased.

"Oi! It's not my fault I'm a bit exhausted today!" The blonde retorted, standing her ground and swinging her blade again. However, she smiled as well at the statement, feeling a bit of pride at being called onee-chan."

For the two, it was regular sparring day. Ever since her encounter with Ryuka, Midoriko had been training hard to improve her swordsmanship skills. Kyashi just happened to be a good trainee for her, the two having developed a sisterly bond towards one another over time.

"Here I go." Midoriko stated ducking into a run. She pulled her fiery blade back and pushed it forward shooting a fireball again.

Taking her time, Kyashi gripped her blade with one hand and swung it in a diagonal strike, slicing the blast in half. Then, she settled back into her defensive stance, watching Midoriko's movements carefully.

The girl had not stopped. She charged in and moved her hand back. "Byakurai!" She cried, expelling a bolt of lightning from her finger.

"Good. But..."

As soon as she was in the right proximity, Kyashi sidestepped the attack easily, twisting her blade backwards. Then, twisting it around again, she had it pointed straight at the other girl's neck.

"It'd be better for you to take your opponent off-guard by using it, not in close quarters." She finished, pulling her sword back to let it rest on her shoulder.

"I see." Midoriko muttered, relaxing. "I'll remember that Onee-chan."

There was only one thing that could shatter Kyashi's perfect mood at this point.

And that just so happened to be the familiar feminine tone she despised so much: "So nice to see you training your friends in the ways of our combat, little sister."

Immediately, Kyashi's eyes narrowed, and she turned to face the unreadable, but seemingly smug woman leaning on a nearby tree. "I guess you enjoyed the show, then?" She asked sarcastically.

"Onee-chan who is that?"

"My sister..." The blonde muttered, her glare focused on Sachi as she pushed herself off of it, giving a neutral stare right back.

"Don't look so angry, Kyashi. I was just checking on my sister. Mom and Dad would get worried if something happened to you, after all."

"You're Onee-chan's older sister?" Midoriko asked. "You seem....cruel..."

She put on a fake, but decieving small smile. "Sorry if I come off like that." She apologized. "It's just my nature." That made Kyashi scoff again, rolling her eyes. But the older blonde continued. "What's your name, if I may ask?"

"Midoriko Kurosaki." The girl replied. "If you're Onee-chan's elder sister that makes you Onee-san."

"I don't mind." Sachi replied softly, reaching over to put her hand on the younger girl's head. "Maybe you'll be less of a pain than my other sister is--"

She was unphased as soon as Kyashi's blade stopped, inches from her neck. "You said you came here to just check on me, right?" She growled. "If so, you can fuck off and get out of here."

"Hey hey hey what's going on our here?" Ahatake asked, walking outside his sword at his waist. "Kyashi, no killing the innocent passerby."

"This bitch is no passerby." The younger blonde said evenly. "And you! Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Of course, Kyashi. I just didn't bother to listen to you."

"Why you dirty--!"

That was it. In her fury, she pulled the blade back and swung again, but this time Sachi evaded, twisting her body to the side and crouching down to avoid what would've been a decaptitation.

Ahatake and Midoriko just watched.

"Losing control in battle....not advisable." Midoriko whispered.

Rushing at what looked like a sitting duck, Kyashi swung her sword down, straight for her older sister's head.

However, Sachi was much quicker.

With an extended arm, she grabbed Kyashi's sword arm by the wrist and pulled her down, forcing her stomach to slam into her knee. Both actions caused Kyashi to gasp in pain and drop her sword, with her body lying on her lap. Sachi merely looked down, an amused gaze in her eyes. Despite the situation, it was a bit humorous to see Kyashi on the lap of her sister, like a child about to be spanked by their mother.

"That wasn't a very good attack on your part." She muttered.

"Like I said, you are cruel." Midoriko hissed.

With that, Sachi pushed Kyashi off her, allowing the younger sister to lie on her back and gasp for air, eyes shut. "I struck your solar plexus to exhaust you of your air. It will take you a while to regain control of your lungs back, though..."

"!" Kyashi wheezed.

"Who are you?" Ahatake asked as Midoriko went over to tend to her "sister".

Sachi stood up to face him. "Sachi of the royal Yamamura family." She replied, bowing her head in respect. "Pleased to meet you."

"I am Ahatake Kurosaki, owner of this land you're on." Ahatake replied, a Kisuke expression on his face. "You seem strong."

"Thank you. Sorry if I'm intruding, Kurosaki-san..."

"It's O.K." Ahatake replied. "We would be honored if you would stay at least to eat."

Midoriko was holding Kyashi up, who still was trying to regain her breath. Her eyes glowed red.

The younger blonde immediately stared in disbelief at Ahatake. "Are... you...crazy?!" She nearly shouted, one of her arms draped around Midoriko's shoulders, and one clutching the spot where her heart was.

Sachi sighed. "Well... I guess if you insist for me, I can't refuse..." She admitted.

"She only seems to dislike you, not us Kyashi. Just don't anger her and everything will be fine."

"Father... Onee-chan is right. You are crazy."

"Actually it's called hospitality, Mido."

Kyashi's eyes narrowed dangerously as she glared into the back of her older sister. "This isn't over..." She hissed, pulling her arm from Midorika.

"Of course not." Sachi replied. "I trust you to lead the way, Kurosaki-san."

"Of course." Ahatake turned and Sachi followed.

Midoriko gently helped Kyashi to her feet. "Are you O.K. Onee-chan?"

"Yeah... a little winded..." Kyashi muttered, her voice a bit hoarse. "But I'll live." Reaching over to grab her sword, she sheathed it onto her back and followed her arms across her chest.

"Onee-san doesn't seem to be very nice." Midoriko muttered her eyes returning to normal.

"You have no idea." Kyashi replied. Unless, of course, you had a stuck-up sister in your family."

"Just an annoying brother." Midoriko muttered. "You are like the sister I want but probably won't get."

"Keep hopin'..." The blonde assured, putting on a weak smile. "Maybe you'll get one soon enough...."

"Can we adopt you?"


Sachi's voice called behind her, causing the younger sibling to glare back up at her. "Mom and Dad would never allow it." She said, turning back to face Ahatake as he led the way.

"Did I ask you?" Midoriko responded.

A mushroom sigh escaped Kyashi's throat. "As much as I hate to admit it..." She put on a strained smile. "She's right. Our status in the Seireitei would never allow us to adopt or get adopted. Gotta stick to the royal bloodline."

"I'll think of something." Midoriko replied, letting her go since she seemed to have regained her breath. "Should we go in Onee-chan?"

"Yeah...we might as well..." Kyashi replied reluctantly.

They followed the other two into the house and entered too see Akiko and Asuka have a very animated conversation.

Kyashi cleared her throat in order to get attention. "Ahem... if you two are done..." She said casually, placing her hands on her hips.

"Sorry." They both replied. And then Akiko noticed Sachi. "Ohhhh...pretty woman."

"...." The elder woman most certainly did not look amused, giving Akiko a slight glare for the compliment.

"You know what they say.." Akiko continued noticing the glare. "Beauty is only skin deep."

"Ain't that the truth..." Kyashi muttered, walking up bside Ahatake and ignoring her sister... for the moment. "When will we actually have to eat?"

"As soon as Consuela comes down with the food." Ahatake replied, sitting at the head of the table and Midoriko sitting next to Kyashi. A little too close.

Akiko sat down near the middle of the table and Asuka took her seat in front of Akiko.

"Sachi-san, sit anywhere you like." Ahatake said cheerfully.

Obeying, Sachi took her seat right in front of the two who seemed to regard her with apparent dislike. However, Kyashi was more focused on the fact that Midoriko was a bit too into her personal space. "Uhm... Mido-onee-chan?" She whispered. "You're a bit too close to me..."

"Sorry." Midoriko replied scooting over allowing Kyashi to remain floating in her personal bubble.

A tense silence followed shortly after, hostility heavy in the air. It wasn't much fun for the people who wasn't involved in it, having to feel the killer intent envelop the room.

Ahatake sighed. "'s a tip. I know it sounds stupid but, we need to calm the mood until Shunsatsu and Tereya get here. So let's go around and name the things that make us the happiest. We'll start with Kyashi, then Mido and so on."

"Killin' my sister." Kyashi said immediately.

"...." Sachi resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

Ahatake laughed as Midoriko began to speak.

"What makes me happiest....besides killing spending time with Onee-chan."

Kyashi stopped her hostile gaze to look at Midoriko. "....that was my second thing that made me happy." She said, putting on a wide smile.

Midoriko smiled, her first genuine smile since she was two.

"Akiko next."

"What makes me happy.... I'm not sure." She laughed nervously.

"Oh, come on..." Kyashi chided. "There's gotta be somethin'...."

"I guess... I enjoy visiting my mother."

"Ah!" The blonde nodded in understanding. "That's good. You should give respect and gratitude to your parents, after all."

"Asuka next."

"What makes me spending time with Shun-kun."

"Awww...." Kyashi cooed, putting her hand to her mouth to hide her smile. "That's sweet."

"So is he." She replied. "Ahatake-san what makes you happiest?"

Ahatake put a mock thoughtful look on his face. "Before I met all of you I would have said fighting. But now...what makes me happiest is spedning time with all of my family."

Kyashi huffed. "That's you. Fightin' is when I'm at my happiest." She replied, smirking.

Ahatake grinned and then widened an eye slightly when Midoriko invaded Kyashi's personal bubble.

"Sachi-san what makes you happiest?"

"Nothing makes me happy." Sachi corrected, looking over at him with a seemingly aloof expression. "Just content. I prefer the quiet of the world, and read a good book whenever I get the chance."

"I see." Ahatake replied. "Not many people like to read anymore."

"It keeps my mind focused and alert."

"Well after dinner, we have a huge library. I'm sure Mido would be happy to lead you there."

"No. I'll stay next to Onee-chan thanks." She replied cooly, glaring at Sachi.

Kyashi couldn't help but smirk. "Looks like you're gonna have to find a map, sis..." She taunted.

"I'll show her Ahatake-san." Asuke chirped. "Oh look, Tereya, Shun-kun and Taiki are all here now."

Sure enough...

"Hey, guys." Shunsatsu.

"'Sup, foos." Tereya, of course.

"Watcha doin, guys?" And of course, Taiki's cheerful voice.

"Hey Princess." Ahatake called. "We have a guest."

"What guest--"

The brown-haired woman glanced up to see Sachi's stone gaze on her. Instinctively, a smirk appeared on her face, and her eyes narrowed in amusment. "Ah... a guest..." She repeated, walking over and closely followed by the two males.

"That's Kyashi's sister. Sachi-san please introduce yourself."

"Ah, yes..." She bowed her head politely. "Sachi of the Yamamura."

"Yeah, yeah..." Tereya rolled her eyes. "Just don't expect me to call you Sachi-sama anytime soon."

That put a slight smirk on Sachi's own face. "I don't intend for you to." She replied.

"Sachi-san this is my wife, Tereya Kurosaki, and that is my son, Taiki Kurosaki" He pointed to each in turn.

"And Shunsatsu of course."

Tereya couldn't help but glance over at her daughter, who was once again nearly snuggled up to Kyashi. "What the hell..." She thought, turning her gaze away.

"Pleased to meet you, miss..." Shunsatsu said hesitantly, giving a brief bow to the heiress who returned it.

"Is everyone here?"

"I think so..." said Taiki, looking around.

"Then it is time to eat." Ahatake said as the maids brought in food, and the Butler's brought in wine.

"Onee-chan, I'm not to close am I?" Midoriko asked.

Kyashi put on a sheepish smile, seeing Midoriko once again snuggling up to her arm. "...Yeah, you are." She said bluntly, gently pushing the younger girl away.

"Sorry." She replied and resumed eating.

"Sachi, are you a Plus like you sister?" Akiko asked.

"Yeah..." Sachi replied, stopping her eating for a moment to allow herself to speak properly. "Since we are not part of the Seireitei Military, we refer to ourselves as Pluses."

"I see." Ahatake replied. "Yet you can use a Zanpakuto?"

"We were taught by our parents how to summon them. They were former Shinigami of the Gotei 13, and therefore had effective teaching methods in order to help us learn the ways of Shinigami swordsmanship."

"So technically you are a Shinigami, Gotei 13 member or not." Ahatake went on, starting on a piece of Chicken.

"Shinigami is simply another term to describe their soldiers of the Gotei 13 and the Zero Division." Sachi retorted dryly. "Simply Pluses with high spiritual energy."

"Shinigami is a species as well not just a title." Ahatake replied sharply.

"Is that what you believe?" The blonde asked. "That the term Death God should belong to all that reside in Soul Society, even the ones who do not bring it?"

"The term "Death God" should apply only to those who can use a Zanpakuto which has the power to obtain Shikai and Bankai. The same applies to Xiāochú and Vizards."

"...." Sachi said nothing more, deciding not to push further as she resumed eating herself.

They ate quietly, with their topic for conversation gone.

However, the two Yamamura siblings had resumed glaring at each other occasionally as they ate, sending unseen messages from one to the other.

Ahatake sighed. "I can feel your guys' hate all the way over here you know."

Finally, the younger Yamamura, after giving a final glare, stood back up, grabbing her plate and pushing in her seat. "Thank you for the meal..." She said lowly, turning around and heading in the direction of the kitchen to drop her plate off.

"Are you leaving Onee-chan?" Midoriko asked, turning around.

"Just going to get some fresh air..." She replied in irritance, before walking out of her sight.

"Why are you so attached to Kyashi anyway?" Akiko asked.

"Because, she's like the sister I want but probably will never have." The girl replied, moving a plate out of the way to reach for rice.


Tereya's hand intercepted hers, slapping the back of it quickly. "Mind your manners, kid." She said coolly. "Ask someone to pass what's not near you."

Midoriko's eyes momentarily reddened. "Asuka, pass the rice." She muttered and Asuka complied.

"Don't let it get to you, Mido." Ahatake replied quickly, noticing the eyes. "She does the same thing to me."

"Damn right." Tereya said, resuming to finish the last of her food. "This ain't the Golden Corral, is it?"

Ahatake sighed. "Sachi-san, I have a request."

"You wish to challenge me to a sparring match." Sachi interrupted, her gaze looking towards him in an unsurprised manner. "Right?"

"How'd you know?"

"From your smile at me earlier, along with your compliment of my apparent strength, it would've seemed so." She explained, turning her head towards Ahatake completely. "If that's the case, then I accept."

"Thank you." Ahatake replied. "I'm ready when you are."

Following her sister's movements, she got up and pushed her chair in, her plate now empty.

Ahatake followed suit.

"Is there any chance of a sparring room?" Sachi asked. "It wouldn't be very fair for the maids if we fought here...."

"You're in luck. My Uncle had a weight room, which I cleared out and turned into a training room."

"All right." Sachi nodded. "Let's go."

Ahatake started to walk and went up the stairs. "It's up here."

Her footsteps treaded lightly behind him, and Sachi only looked at his leading form a he searched for the designated room. She made a mental note to search for Kyashi afterwards, if she hadn't done anything stupid by that time. She shook her head slightly, continuing to follow the Kurosaki up and up.

They walked for at least ten minutes before Ahatake managed to find the right door, labeled Training Room. He opened it.

"After you."

Accepting the polite gesture, Sachi stepped in, looking around at what was soon to be their fighting ground. She walked directly to the center, where the room was most open.

Ahatake walked in surprised to see that Sachi did not look at all shocked at the room they had just entered.

"Do you like it?" Ahatake asked.

"It's interesting... have you been studying on how to grow indoor plants?"

"Kinda." Ahatake pointed at the roof and it resembled the sky.

"My favorite place to be is a forest." Ahatake explained. "So I made sure this room looked like a forest."

It was almost as if they were actually outside. Sachi, after looking up for a moment, turned back to Ahatake and placed one of her hands on the sword. Closing her eyes, she allowed her mouth to speak for her: "Draw your sword, Kurosaki-san. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that you will be felled by my own blade or not."

Ahatake grinned, drawing his sword. "Impatient Sachi-san?"

"No. It's just a word of advice."

"I see." Ahatake replied. "As I am a gentleman, I believe in ladies first. So come at me."

She didn't need to be told twice. Motoring her legs, she ran at Ahatake, both hands on her Zanpakuto, and her blonde hair flying behind her. Once she was in distance, she swung upwards.

Ahatake blocked accordingly and jumped back. "You're fast."

"You're quick to react.

With a thrust of her legs, she was in pursuit, attempting a second strike on Ahatake's person.

Ahatake immediately moved, hiding among the trees.

"A expert fighter uses everything he can to his advantage, their surroundings included." His voice echoed around.

Lowering her blade for a moment, Sachi turned to the direction of his spiritual pressure, eyes narrowed slightly, and a slight frown on her face.

"You can't even feel my power." Ahatake whispered. "Just try to find me."

Gripping her Zanpakuto, Sachi decided to allow herself to calmly walk in after, footsteps treading lightly as she started her search. She didn't seem too pleased about having to search for her opponent, either, looking unamused by the man's antics.

Ahatake jumped out from behind a tree, sword ready to stike. He swung.

Instead of dodging, or even looking at him, she reached out and grabbed his blade bare-handed. It cut into her palm, but with her free arm, she tossed him down to the ground, her sword arm raising and swining downwards in two quick motions.

Ahatake simply dodged by rolling and jumped back up. "I am impressed by your reaction time."

"I hope you're not toying with me, Kurosaki-san." Sachi said lowly, blade twisted in a backhand position. "It'd be very insulting to find out you were holding back your strength."

"What if I am?" Ahatake replied.

"Then you'd be pushing away any chance you'd have of winning this fight."

"Well, aren't you holding back as well? You have a Shikai do you not?"

"Yes, but I prefer to stick to my Sealed state unless I'm in a situation where I'm forced to release it." Sachi said. "Other than my release, I'm not holding back my strength."

"I see." Ahatake replied. "Then maybe I should force you to release it."

"If you must..." The blonde looked at him expectantly, raising her blade a bit in a one-handed stance. "You just might get that wish.

Ahatake grinned and charged in at his opponent faster and stronger than before, clashing his blade against hers.

"Much better..."

Positioning her sword, Sachi allowed her defense to drop down, moving out of the way and letting her bladed part of her sword bend back. With the hilt pointing towards Ahatake, she pushed her arm forward, aiming straight for the man's nose.

Ahatake ducked, and aimed a punch at her gut.

She sidestepped the attack, twisting the blade back around in its forward position. Then, she swung it in a vertical arc at the man's crouched form.

Ahatake couldn't move fast in his position. He forced his sword in the path of Sachi's resulting in a swordlock.

Thrusting one foot slightly behind her, Sachi pushed her weight into it, and the sudden momentum shift forced Ahatake onto his back once more. Pulling back her sword, she executed a perfect lunge attack, aiming for the exposed stomach.

And again Ahatake rolled like he was on fire jumping up. He wasted no time.

"Cero!" Ahatake cried firing the red beam from his hand.

Sachi's blade, sliced straight through the Cero attack that had been fired inches from its source. It continued on like a speed demon, straight for the target of Ahatake's now-exposed hand.

Ahatake instantly pulled his hand back, and instead fired his next Cero from his mouth.

For anyone else, it would've spelled doom. For Sachi, it was a different story.

Reflexes allowed her to barely avoid the Cero's path as it tore from Ahatake's mouth. The close distance they were from each other, however, allowed her to reach up with her free hand and shove her palm straight into his chin. Lastly, her "running position" allowed her to push Ahatake off of his feet and onto his back, in the form of a close-quarters takedown.

"You dodge too much."

She chose not to respond, but this time backed away and settled into a defensive stance.

"Time to get serious." Ahatake replied walking towards her, and running a hand over his voice. His mask formed, coupled by a demonic hiss.

She refused to move an inch, although her eyes narrowed slightly at the donning of the mask. She switched her sword position, now gripping it with both hands instead of one.

"This time, all I'm holding back are my Shikai and Bankai."

"You possess the power of a Hollow, as well?" Sachi questioned. "Interesting..."

What do you mean, as well?"

"....nothing." The blonde shook her head slightly. "It was just a thought."

"Well, shall we start round two before my mask breaks?"

"I suppose..." The foot that was behind her bent on its toes, and she prepared herself for the impending attack.

And Ahatake was gone. The next thing Sachi knew was pain, as Ahatake's fist collided with her jaw. He grabbed her arm swung her around and chcuked her into a tree.

The attack surprised her, no doubt. The only retaliation she could perform was the catch of herself in mid-air, her feet slamming through the bark of the tree trunk. As she landed back on her feet, a trickle of blood ran down from the corner of her mouth, and the tree finally collided with the ground.

And Ahatake was still moving. He charged in, slamming his fist into her stomach.

All of the wind was knocked out of her, a pained gasp escaping her throat. This time, she was able to react quicker. She raised her hand up, closing the inch-close space that seperated the two. It clutched his mask, allowing her to pick him up by the face and crush him into the ground.

Ahatake's mask didn't crack and he jumped back up. "I barely felt that."

"Of course not." Sachi replied dryly, retracting her hand back to its former position. "That mask's protecting your face, after all."

"That maybe it." Ahatake and then vanished with a woosh. "Or it could be you are lacking power." He muttered from behind her. He grabbed her back and jumped high into the air, throwing her down.

She caught herself once again, landing on her feet elegantly. "That could be possible, too." She agreed, looking back up at Ahatake with serene eyes.

"So will you use Shikai?"

"You're a letdown, Kurosaki-san..." A disappointed tone now laced her voice, and her eyes held the slightest disapproval. "All of my training life, I've had to deal with a sibling that attacks just as ferociously as you do. Do you honestly think that using your inner Hollow's power will get past me?"

Ahatake sighed. "If you won't come at me with all your power, then fighting you is pointless."

"...." For a moment, she did not speak, her eyes shadowed over, and her expression unreadable. Then, a small smile came across her face. "Is that so? Well... I guess it can't be helped..." She pointed the blade straight at Ahatake, uttering only two words.

"Manipulate. Benizakura."

With one pulse, the blade of her sword thickened, and the weapon itself turned into a charred-black color.

Ahatake cast his mask away, figuring he'd need to save time on it. "That's more like it." Ahatake grinned. "It's time to release mine. Forgive me but my release is nearly a sentence long." He spun his blade on one finger. "Force my hand at Hell's Beckon and Hollowfy me to crush my enemy,Kuǎnwánguó!" The mask reformed, stronger this time and his spinning blade transformed into a giant all-black cleaver.

"Impressive..." Sachi complemented, although her expression seemed more indifferent then anything else.

Ahatake readied himself, his spiritual pressure burning around him like the fire he controlled. "Come."

She couldn't help but frown and narrow her eyes at the tone in his voice. But, she did not allow herself to waver. "" She muttered. "I did that before. Now it's your turn."

"As you wish." Ahatake replied charging in. When he was a foot away he jumped up. "Enkou....WANGETSU!" He cried swing his blade and fired a crescent of fire.

Instead of slashing it in half, Sachi jumped aside. The firey crescent had continued in its flight pattern, and with one lick of a tree, the blast had set it ablaze. Hungry for more, the resulting fire began to sweep across the flammable area, consuming everything and anything in its path.

Ahatake had a very annoyed expression under his mask. "Well that was stupid..."

Now his opponent was nowhere in sight, having used the flames for cover in the result of the explosion.

"She's smart." Ahatake thought. "NOW I need to keep on my toes."

In the burning emblem that was now the training room, the flames began to strangely flicker in some places of the area. Although they all moved rapidly, some seemed to quiver under the intrusion of their presence, and they jerked aside for it.

Ahatake raised his blade and the fire was sucked into it. "Can't burn my place down."


Having re-appeared behind him during his suction of the flames, Sachi positioned her blade inches from the front of his neck, threatening to cut his Adam's Apple in two.

"Hmmm now this is troublesome."

"Had you been in a real fight..." Sachi lectured, pulling the blade around his neck and allowing him an easier breath. "A skilled opponent would've had the chance to slice your head off." She jumped back, granting them both ground between them.

"I had a minor distraction."

"It wouldn't be minor..." The blonde said softly. "If you die because of it."

"Can we take this out of this room?"

Sachi's eyes widened a bit. "Why?" She questioned, lowering her blade to the ground for a moment.

"I don't want to burn my mansion down."

A sigh escaped her lips, but she simply placed the sword blade on her shoulder. "All right. Lead the way."

Ahatake exited the room and walked down the stairs.

Fire Flower

Sachi took to her feet again and followed, her light footsteps barely making a sound.

Ahatake opened the front door, and they were outside again.

The air hit her full blast in the face, ripping away any exhaustion she had felt in their previous battle. Looking up to the sky, she found that it was mostly cloudy, a signal for the forthcoming of rain. It seemed like a perfect backdrop for the resuming of their match.

Ahatake pulled his mask off to breath in the air. "I think I live in a decent area. What do you think of my land?"

"It's strange. Quite different from the atmosphere of the Soul Society..." She observed.

"I've never been before, but I'd have to say the Human Realm is probably better."

Sachi's look finally shifted towards Ahatake, after looking up at the sky for so long. Lifting the blade off of her shoulders, she once again lowered it to the ground.

Ahatake pulled his mask over his face. "Are you ready?"

She raised Benizakura again to settle into a defensive sword stance. "Yes."

Ahatake settled into his own stance. "Alright. Let's fight 'till we're exhausted! HERE I GO!" He charged in, making a single swipe for her midsection.

Moving her feet a little closer together, she allowed herself to slide to the side and evade the attack with oncoming ease. Raising her own blade in conjuction with her dodge, she struck near the guard. This move nearly tore Ahatake's Zanpakuto from his hands, but the resonating effect numbed his hands for a few seconds.

She pointed the tip of the blade directly at his chest, and thrust.

But Ahatake managed to dodge and then swiped his sword at her chest.

The force of the attack made her jump back. But the tip of his blade still managed to slice directly down the middle of her clothing. As she skidded back and stood up, she looked at herself to find that the middle of her upper body, all the way to the neck, was now exposed, her breasts a little over half-way covered.

"...." Needless to say, she happened to find herself very annoyed at the situation.

Ahatake stopped momentarily.

The woman used her free hand to grip her shredded shirt together, pushing her blade back into its respective sheath. "If you wish to continue this, please wait here..." She instructed calmly, walking past him and back into the house.

Ahatake removed his mask, that image stuck in his head.

It didn't take her long for her to come back out, her shirt having been surprisingly repaired. She unsheathed her sword once more, lowering the tip to the ground in a ready stance.

Ahatake got back up. "Let's go again." He sighed, and fired a Cero at his opponent.

Gripping Benizakura with both hands, Sachi slashed the blast in half and rushed at him, feet pounding the ground.

Ahatake extended a finger. "Āoshǎn..." He muttered, sending a massive red beam from his finger.

That caused the blonde to stop in her tracks, stepping once again to the side to narrowly avoid the blast.

But then her eyes widened as a Dàn blast connected with her side...

...and her body shimmered into the air. She re-appeared a far distance away, landing on one foot but standing on two.

"What was that?"

"Utsusemi." She replied, ignoring the chilly bite of the wind as it began to pick up. "It allows for a movement at great speed, leaving an afterimage behind. That was what you struck."

"I've seen it. Yours looked a little different."

"Rest assured, there's no difference between my version and the original.

"Yours was more elegant."

"You think so?" It wasn't sarcastic, but instead wondering. She raised a hand from the gripping of her hilt in order to brush the hair from her eye.

"Yes." Ahatake replied. "But enough compliments." He launched a Dàn.


This time, she couldn't avoid it, only able to put her blade in between herself and the blast before it slammed into her full force. She shut her eyes as she felt herself ascend the ground, her back meeting with it mercilessly.

Ahatake fired an additional Dàn.

Her vision started spinning, and the second impact knocked her about like a tumbleweed, until she finally stopped. Breathing heavily, she pulled herself up to her feet, trying to clear her head from the haziness that enveloped it.

"Are you done?"

"Hardly." She muttered dryly, raising her blade up into a defensive position.

"Then come at me. Try and get ME on the defensive."

In an instant, she had disappeared.

In the next, her sword was swung and aimed straight for the neck.

Ahatake blocked it and skidded back. Her blows had gotten stronger.

With elegant footwork, Sachi began a series of one-handed, quick, and fierce swings aimed at Ahatake's sword defense. With each blow, both of their swords seemed to cry out as a continuous chorus.

"She's good!" Ahatake thought, desperately blocking each blow.

The final strike of her Zanpakuto was filled with a torrent of her own spiritual energy. Once it connected, it forced both Ahatake's sword, and himself, into the air, the way one would toss a beach ball.

"Yay, I'm flying!" Ahatake cried sarcastically, trying to grab his blade.

With that, Sachi pushed herself off of the ground and after him, backflipping in mid-air due to her use of Flash Step. With her leg outstretched, she struck Ahatake in his back with the bone of her knee.

Ahatake spit out a bit of blood through his mask as he crashed into the ground.

In turn, Sachi landed on her feet, crouched down, and one hand onto the ground, while the other clutched her Zanpakuto. His own fell a few feet away from where her opponent had crash-landed, embedding its tip into the ground.

Ahatake got up and Wúpiàoed towards his blade picking it up. "Now this is more like it."

The tip of Benizakura pointed straight at the man once more, but Sachi didn't say anything, expression set in the serene look that she always had. There was no arrogance shown in her eyes, and no hostility. It was simply the look of acceptance, eyes that seemed to have seen everything there was.

"Can you use Bankai, Sachi-san?"

"I do." She said simply. "Will I have to release it?"

"If you don't wish to end up in the hospital." Ahatake replied, extending his blade. "BAN...KAI!" Ahatake cried and there was a minor explosion of reishi and when it cleared Ahatake was Shihakusho, with a torn over coat and his hollow mask had dragon horns. "Dǎikuǎnwánguó.."

"Very well..." It was clear that what Ahatake said would most likely come true. The blonde female, closing her eyes, raised her blade to point up towards the sky. Her own torrential spiritual energy erupted from her body, giving her a bright, illuminous glow. Her blade slowly began to shift, becoming more similar to that of a demonic wing...

"Benizakura Kageyoshi."

"Should we end this now?"

"If you want."

"Alright." Ahatake's blade was on fire, black flames that expanded. "This is my final attack. I'll give you time to form yours."

She needed no response. Her blade still pointed towards the sky, she lowered it a little, almost as if she was holding an umbrella.

The results were fast. Once again, her spiritual energy was forming, but this time at the tip of her blade. It slowly began to expand, taking its slow and rough shape. Then, when it was complete, a massive flower-like entity had consumed half of her blade, giving off the image of a crimson-colored sakura blossom.

"It's only fair to warn you." She called out. "If my attack connects with you, not only will you be heavily injured, but there'll be a poison that'll seep through your wounds and into the bloodstream. That's the ability of my sword: poisoning whatever it cuts."

"I see. Akiko will tend to me. You don't fear burns do you?"

"If I did... I would not be wielding this Zanpakuto."

"Good! Now let's go!" Ahatake charged, pieces of black trailing behind him.

She, with narrowed eyes, forced her feet forward in order to mirror his movements. The massive sakura on the tip of her sword illuminated even brighter as she neared her target.

They're blades clashed and it resulted in a massive display of power.

When the smoke cleared, the two fighters were connected to each other by their own weapons: Sachi had herself poised in a lunge attack position, while Ahatake was in the position of finishing an overhead swing. It was difficult to tell if their attacks connected or not, as the smoke was enveloping their view.

Ahatake's mask had cracked. While he was still in Bankai his mask had cracked. But both their attacks connected, Sachi's piercing Ahatake's side, Ahatake's cutting into her shoulder.

It was a moment before the blonde could re-gain control of herself. With a harsh tug, she tore her Zanpakuto out of Ahatake's ribs, while at the same time pulling herself out of the intense grip his blade had in her shoulder.

"Who won?" Ahatake asked struggling to keep on his feet.

"Does it matter?"

Even though her shoulder was now searing in intense pain, Sachi's better arm reached out and gently caught Ahatake before he could fall. "Be careful." She muttered, slowly bending to one knee in order to support him. "I barely missed one of your vital points."

Ahatake's bankai faded as he didn't regenerate his mask. "Like I said, Akiko will tend to me. And you too."

This time, the blonde didn't respond. But she did allow one of her hands to move quickly towards the open wound in his side... and pressed her fingers half-way into it, which resulted in the increase of pain for the Kurosaki she held.

Ahatake made a seething noise with his teeth. "What the hell?"

"Keep quiet..."

After a moment or two, she slowly pulled her hand from the cut, jerking it a bit. As blood stained onto the ground, it began to steam, a low hissing sound heard as it seemed to evaporate.

AHatake said nothing, not moving.

"A moment more and your internal organs would've been turned to acid..." She commented.

"I see. So what are you doing? Removing the poison?"

"I just did. You're fine now..."

"Thank you." Ahatake turned and pointed at her shoulder, where there was a massive burn. "Akiko really should tend to that."

"She won't have to..." Holding in the urge to scream, she shoved herself roughly up to her feet, letting out only harsh and voiceless breaths as she did so. "I'll be heading back to Soul Society."

"I insist Sachi-san. You look like you're ready to scream your lungs out."

A small scoff escaped her lips, signaling a bit of indignation by his statement. "Instead of worrying about me.." She muttered, turning on her heel and starting to walk off. "I suggest you worry about yourself. My wound will be fixed."

"Alright." Ahatake replied. "It was nice meeting you."

With that, she Flash Stepped away, leaving the man alone for a moment.

Ahatake walked into the house tracking in a bit of blood. "HONEY I'm home!" He called out.

Said "honey" merely turned a glance towards him for a brief moment, before looking towards the book she was reading. "Hey, Black." She replied nonchalantly.

Ahatake just crashed to the floor, sitting down. "I feel terrible." He muttered laying down.

"Should I get Akiko-san?" Tereya asked dryly, not moving a muscle.

"Yes. I love how concerned you sound." Ahatake muttered sarcastically.

"What'd you expect?" Tereya asked, getting off of the chair she was sitting on and shutting her book. "You go challengin' someone to a fight, come back lookin' like shit, and expect me to have a hissy fit?"

"No, but I'd expect you to have some concern for me Princess."

"At this point..." The woman shrugged, turning her back and walking off in search of his medic. "You're hopeless."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

She didn't take long, and soon came back, side by side with Akiko. "Yeah, he's over there..." She commented, lifting her finger to point at his fallen body.

"Onii-san, if you keep this up you're gonna get yourself killed."

"Aw, shut it. Can you heal me?"

"Of course. Right after...." Her foot connected with his wounded side. "...that."

Ahatake seethed in pain.

"Oh... not to mention this..."

Even more so, when Tereya's foot connected with the middle of his groin. "For calling me Princess again." She mused, stepping back.

More pain. Akiko reached into her pocket and threw him a bean. Ahatake ate it and his wounds healed up.

"You both are evil. Remind me to lock you guys in the cellar later on." Ahatake muttered, limping as he stood.

"We're only evil because you want us to be..." Tereya countered, mouth setting itself into a smirk as she folded her arms across her chest. "Why else would you call me Princess?"

"Because, it's what you are. Here anyway." Ahatake replied, limping off towards the door.

"Careful, now!" Tereya warned, waving while she put on a fake smile, her eyes squinting shut. "Wouldn't want to re-open those wounds again, would ya?"

"That bean heals wounds completely. If it didn't, I would sue Kisuke for everything he owns."

"Oh, really? Then why're you limpin' so badly?"

"Because of what YOU did, Princess."

"Aw, quit your bitchin'." Tereya waved her hand dismissively. "You'll live. Now, go on and shoo..."

"This is my house, you know, I don't have to shoo." Ahatake replied the pain fading. Then they heard the clanging of sword and they all turned.

A voice sounded in the distance.

"You seem distracted, Onee-chan!" it cried out.

"Oh, that's right..." Tereya muttered, nodding her head towards the clanging of swords, along with the feminine voice. "Kyashi and Mido went out for a little "sisterly" time."

"Guess that's what family bonding is for a Kurosaki." Akiko said, turning towards the sound.

"So..." With one hand, the brown-haired woman slapped her husband in a playful manner. "Go get some rest, champ. Otherwise you'll keep limpin' like that for a few weeks..."

Ahatake did a little jig. "I feel fine. The pain faded."

"Really? Well, then..." Putting her hands behind her head, Tereya turned and walked off, waving behind her. "I'm off to my room for some shut-eye. See you guys later..."

"I'll be up later Princess." Ahatake called after her as Asuka walked in.

"Hey guy's what's going on?"

"Nothing, just normal everyday stuff." Ahatake replied yawning. "I'm following the Princess." Ahatake walked off. "Night all."

"Night!" Akiko and Asuka called back.

"Hey Asuka-chan." Akiko turned to her. "I got something new in my room I want you too see. Can you come look?"

"Um..yea." Asuka replied, hesitating slightly. She followed Akiko into her room where Akiko closed the door. A click was heard and then it was silent for a moment.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?" Asuka's voice cried out but then was quickly muffled.

The End

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