Dragon Sword of the Four Souls | By : MsMischief Category: InuYasha Crossovers > General Views: 4490 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. Sole copyright belongs to Viz and Rumiko Takashi and I also don't own Bleach. Sole copyright belongs to Shonen Jump and Kubo Tite.
Mist curled around her as she walked, the air was cold as she sucked it in acutely aware of each draw as it went down her throat, each breathe a fight for her as she walked on now numb feet, the hard bitter cold ground had easily penetrated her bare feet so long ago with its temperature.
The pressure of the air was dense which contributed to the struggle she had sometimes just to breathe, it varied at points too, some places where fine as she walked, just the coldness a factor to contend with but then other times both pushed at her remorselessly, pressing her body down to a subservient bow shape as she walked on.
Kagome did not know how long she had been travelling, it felt like weeks. One thing she noticed in this lonely severe place was above the horizon always at a certain point there was the intense yellow sun intermingled with that white hazy smog, shining brightly but the much needed and wanted heat never connected with her skin.
It was as if it was there just to tease her with slight hope that somehow she would able to get warm again once more. Sadly this was something she hadn’t been since awakening in this place of mist and shadows.
The landscape around her was bare of life it seemed, only large black pillars of rock with thick mist curling around them where passed frequently on her endless walk.
Now and then large howls where heard in the distance, shrieks that sent even more cold shivers down her back. She had not met the entities who belonged with those voices nor did she want to.
At a certain time of that endless day, a harsh and strong wind would pick up clearing the mist furiously in its frenzy and it would also distort the howls and shrieks even further until it died down just as quick as it came, the mist hurriedly returning at the winds departure. But Kagome did not stop walking, nothing would stop her as long she could get away from this place.
Somehow she would find a way to escape from this world and return home to her Mum, Souta and Grandfather, even Buyo. The thought of them was what kept her moving, even when her feet got colder as the wind whipped through her ivory long-sleeved thin cotton night gown. The ends now tinged and glittered with black dust as she trailed through the ceaseless sunlit hours.
Thoughts drifted through her mind occasionally to awaken her from the stupor she was in from the constant walking for nothing else disturbed her. Not even hunger or thirst had touched her in this place except for the bone-deadening chill that encompassed her body.
Sometimes she felt as if she was forgetting something but whatever it was it escaped her frustratingly so.
It was maybe days before she even noticed, the perpetual background dulling her mind ages ago along with the familiar shrieking sounds. It was so slight, it was easy to forgive Kagome for missing it. As it was it was only by pure chance that Kagome touched it.
It was a signal, a sign that would slowly return hope back to Kagome. A symbol which would finally give Kagome that lost but important thought which she had been seeking.
The ground that she been walking on for so long was cold of course, it felt like it was sheer marble that she had been walking on, now and then the floor had a slight dust feel to it which lent a crunch to her tired footsteps, other than that the land beneath her never changed.
Kagome’s tired left foot suddenly stepped on something hard and sharp, instantly penetrating the numbness and sent a shot of pain through her toes as she stumbled and landed on the ground, her breathe panting even harder with fluctuating pressure of the air.
Kagome lay there in stillness as she recovered slowly, then moving on to her knees and with her hands in front of her, blindly searched the ground through the thick mist. She touched something, something small and warm. Her hand clenched around it as her heart sped up excitedly.
To any one else, the object would have felt just warm but to Kagome’s bitter cold hand it was nearly burning with heat as it pressed against her skin.
Still slowly Kagome unclenched her right fist in front of her face, her gaze widened as her deep blue eyes dulled by time in this harsh place suddenly flickered as she stared at the small item that vividly lay in her hand.
It was small, white and strangely shaped, almost like a claw of an animal. Something told Kagome it wasn’t though. It set of something inside of her as her mind raced around frantically, a word reached her.
The oddity of the word struck her as funny though familiar. As Kagome’s mouth shaped the word, a harsh and abrupt cough came from her. Her throat long since dried up as silence being the companion on this journey of hers.
After she had spat out for several moments along with phlegm coming from her lungs, her mouth seemed finally lubricated enough to try again.
“Inu….Inuyashaaa….” It came out in a shout which echoed in the valley which she kneeled in.
Suddenly the shrieks and howls in the background stopped. It seemed everything had stopped, even the mist didn’t move. Then a great silence covered Kagome and sent a shiver of fear through her. Then a load roar went up in the air as the harsh wind announced it self and greeted her body as she lay now close to the ground.
The pressure increased over her and with it Kagome screamed back but this time she wasn’t scared, no she was angry and the wind responded with an even angrier tone.
It was maybe an hour or so before the wind disappeared and Kagome stood up and resumed her journey but this time it was different, instead of tiredness in her feet. She walked with confidence and a slowly burgeoning hope. The mist too seemed to be thinning as well as she walked past those tall black rocks. Not only that but occasionally as she walked on, flickers of warmth quickly darted across her skin like a thin whip as rays from the vivid sun finally reached her.
She still didn’t remember yet why that word was so important but somehow this small bead that had something to do with it and with that thought now stuck resolutely in her mind, Kagome started her search for maybe more of these beads as she had a feeling that once she had them all she would finish the puzzle set before her in this land and then finally be able to go home.
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Ishida wondered just how long Ichigo would sit in the corner sulking. As Ururu served tea to the rest them in a room at Urahara’s shop, the black cloud that appeared above the orange haired boy seemed to grow thicker as he stared at the complacent shopkeeper whose eyes as normal where hidden by the curve of his straw hat, only a small benign smile showed on his lips to suggest he was amused by something or maybe someone.
The room was more crowded now than before when Ichigo last visited. Tessai, Urahara’s assistant hovered in the background as much as he could considering the hulking size of him.
Sitting next to Ishida’s right was Rukia Kuchiki accompanied by Abarai Renji, Vice Captain to the 6th Division Captain Byakuya Kuchiki, Rukia’s older brother. Both where in their Shinigami forms suggesting maybe to Ishida’s mind this was just a quick visit from Soul Society. Ishida was right as always.
Rukia couldn’t help feel the amusement filling up inside of her at Ichigo’s pouting. Something he probably would deny later on of course. It was at such moments when Ichigo acted like this that Rukia was reminded at just the differences in their ages.
Sure she may look only 15 but she was well over 100 really. That was still young considering that the Commander and 1st Division Captain Yamamoto of Soul Society was supposed to be well over 2000 years old according to rumours, actually privately she felt he was older.
It didn’t take much for Ichigo to come out of his self-imposed sulk, nope all was needed was a small well aimed hit from Rukia and one of the sweets resting in a dish that just being served by the young Ururu.
“Arghhh…Rukia!”
“Grow up Ichigo! I’ll hit you with my Sode no Shirayuki next time if I see that lip out front once more.”
The rest of group hid their laughter badly especially Renji who couldn’t help but remark.
“I see you have gotten so weak Kurosaki since you have returned from Soul Society. I would of course been able to dodge that.”
Ichigo of course flared naturally. It took Rukia barely moments to stop the two from scuffling, actually all she did was sigh and roll her eyes for them to stop and of course bring out a chart board with a display of her usual artistic drawings.
It was a fact that when you looked you couldn’t help but wince at them but no comment was ushered from anyone. Well that is if any one wanted to be pain free for the rest of the week at least.
“I see Soul Society have being working hard and found some information.”, came from Urahara, Rukia wasn’t sure if the comment was sarcastic or not considering the blank tone in which he spoke.
“Er… yes Urahara-san, the 12th Division Captain Mayuri has determined from the evidence and readings we have gained just what exactly we are dealing with.”
“So what’s with the insane drawing for, can’t you just tell us.”, the glare Ichigo received back was enough to make him sweat in fear.
‘Mental note.’ Ichigo thought ‘Lesson 1 when dealing with Rukia never mock her drawings no matter how bad they are.’
Maybe it was obsessional but Rukia loved her rabbits or as she called them Chappy’s because of this love of hers for the soft and cute when drawing Rukia didn’t go the usual stick figure way when explaining something actually that would preferably to the rest of the group, no Rukia used her favourite animal shape but with a course a kind off stick figure and teddy bear twist to it.
It made the drawings well to put politely, warped and insane was the words that generally came to mind.
It was easy to understand from looking at the white Chappy centred in black circle was of course a Shinigami, and the other Chappy with yellow electric signals surrounding it and a bad vibe upon the face was of course a Hollow but the rest well Ichigo was honestly clueless, he wasn’t the only one.
“Explain please.” Ishida short and concise and straight out the point if anything to get that diagram out of the way as soon as possible, though it would indeed linger in his mind for quite some time.
Ichigo was certain he had nightmares when he awoke the next day, bizarre dreams of lots of mad Rukia shaped Chappies attacking him in a Rukia drawn world.
To get back to the present anyways, Rukia quickly explained that the strange energy was definitely what was attracting a higher level and number of Hollows than normal. Soul Society were still with a bit more success than before trying to pinpoint the exact area where the energy it was coming from though the signal was weak and irregular.
“Yeah well before you guys so rudely interrupted my fight with dog-eared guy, we where closing in on that signal.” The smug attitude that was on Ichigo’s face made a slight itch in Rukia, one she was dieing to stamp on.
“Hmmph! Another example of you becoming weak. I can’t believe this is the same person who fought and won against my Captain and of course the Captain of the 11th squad. If it was me fighting against that guy I would have won easily.” Renji was a copy of the earlier smug Ichigo.
“Why you….!” The pair again bristled with tension like a pair of rival dogs fighting over a bone.
“If you boys have finished I would like to tell about Soul Society’s findings to at least Urahara-san and Ishida-kun.” Rukia could feel the twitch grow stronger inside of her, boy those two where going to feel her foot in a delicate place in a minute, honestly the male testerone coming from the pair was unbelievable sometimes.
She was still tempted to use her Sode no Shirayuki on them just to cool them down, maybe though it was a bit extreme, she really didn’t want to explain to her superiors later on especially her elder brother why the two, one of them his own vice-captain where doing currently posing as ice blocks. She had a slight feeling her brother would at least approve of it happening to Ichigo though.
Still the thought of it did make a certain evil smile appear, the expression seemed so wrong on her youthful and innocent looking face. Ishida and Urahara certainly noticed as they tried to contain a shudder of slight fear that went rippling down their backs.
“As I was saying before, we haven’t fully pinpointed the exact place where the energy is coming from but we do know where the area is and …”
“Huh we could have told you that!”, Ichigo interrupted once more, it wasn’t a sensible thing to do , for suddenly a small cup went flying through the air and smacked the boy right on the forehead.
The culprit carried on talking smoothly as if she hadn’t been rudely broken off whilst the victim lay dazed on the ground and seeing images of angry Chappy Rukia’s spinning around his head.
“ and not only did Soul Society and Captain Mayuri was able to track the energy to search but Captain Mayuri also skilfully deducted just what kind of energy the Hollows are being attracted to.”
“Mmm just what was the energy type Kuchiki?” Ishida was rather curious, he also wondered if it was linked to the man that they had fought earlier also. Though from he had gathered the energy that had been echoing on and off was not the same as the chaotic one he had felt earlier, it was to much of a coincidence that the two would start appearing to his mind.
“Well though there was something that weaved in and out of it that was impossible to work out, Soul Society believe that the energy that has being sending the hollows crazy is in fact of a Holy variety.”
“Holy! Do you mean a God?” Ichigo asked feeling slightly astonished, sure he had come against some types but not a God.
“It could be, we are not sure yet. Captain Ukitake has received permission to search the Great Library at the Court of Pure Souls to see if this type of energy has ever been documented and also Captain Mayuri is searching through the computer files in his own division.”
“If not a God what else could it be?”
“We…I’m not sure Ichigo but I though it would be best for now to give you this information. If anything we must approach this energy with a sense of respect at least for what it means for us and you.”
“Huh what do you mean?” When Ichigo asked he noticed how Rukia and Renji’s faces had gone extremely serious, he had bad premonition about Rukia’s answer.
“Captain Muyuri whilst analysing the energy has gathered that if this energy was ever turned against a Shinigami, it would utterly destroy it, we have no natural wards against it Ichigo. Our zanpakutō would be totally defenceless against it. That is why it is imperative that we find where this energy source is coming from. Not only that we must find it before Aizen does too.”
Ishida and Ichigo both looked at each other, it had been quiet for a while from that side of the fence, their shared enemy Aizen was always on the forefront of their mind. Sure it obvious Aizen in Hueco Mundo was occupied with the Hōgyoku but they both knew from the last few disturbances before this energy had appeared that Aizen had not forgotten about them either.
The group was quiet now as they sat around drinking their all deep in reflective thoughts. So they did not really take much heed as Urahara left the room to step outside. Nor did they notice a slight aura which approached the shop which Kisuke Urahara greeted affectionately but with a underlying seriousness not generally seen by the others.
The individual that had been greeted by Urahara was now drinking appreciatively a bowl of cold milk. Before lying down next to the sitting Urahara staring into the sky.
“How is she?”
“Fine Kisuke, you needn’t worry. The barrier you created is holding up well around her.”
It was always a slight adjustment to Ichigo or the others when seeing and hearing the male voice coming from the sleek black cat, even more when it transformed from a cat into its more familiar form of Yoruichi Shihouin, a beautiful and exotic dark-skinned woman.
Yoruichi now sitting close sitting next to her old and best friend shared a glance. Both of them held within a lot of secrets, Urahara more than herself and one of his was lying in a coma just over two miles away.
With a deep sigh Yoruichi looked out as the morning sun said its hello on the horizon and wondered just what would the new day would bring.
TBC
For those who are confused
Shinigami - death god
Soul Society - aka heaven, where the Shinigami live.
The Shinigami are devided into 13 divisions all each with their own captain they in turn are commandeered by Captain Yamamoto of the first Division.
Zanpakutō - is the weapon used by the Shinigami, it literally means cutting soul-sword.
Sode no Shirayuki - This is the name of Rukia’s zanpakutō, it has several abilities, one being the control over ice.
Chappy the Rabbit - very popular with the women in Soul Society
Hueco Mundo - is a place or dimension inbetween the human world and Soul Society, it is also where the Hollows live. It looks like a never-ending white desert.
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