In My World [Solo][Finished]

Theme: In My World - Rookiez is Punk'd|Word Count: 650

The purified Plus known as Ryakketsu Taichou sauntered into the clearing before her. Surrounded by nothing but trees, the girl felt that she was far enough away from the training grounds of the Gotei 13. Releasing her Reiatsu, dust began to spiral around her, creating a pillar.

The hues of her burning amber eyes changed, taking on a now silver one. There was a shift. The pillar of dust that surrounded her now reversed directions, causing her lustrous onyx locks, with the four invading white strands, to whip around her in a flurry.

'There has to be a way for me to keep my energy from being depleted so quicky when I'm using my kidou, or hakuda.. If I get exhausted in the middle of my entrance exam, I'll never make it into the Shin'ou Academy..' Grimacing at the notion, she scanned the encircling area with her eyes.

The ankle length dress her maestro had bequeathed upon her wavered, lifting from her tattooed figure as her spiritual essence began to accumulate at a faster pace; and then it came to her. A voice that wasn't her own entered her psyche. The intonation of which suggested to her that it was a man's voice, with the right amount of grit; the type that commanded your attention as soon as it was heard.

「 Greetings, little one. You've grown. 」it said to her. Her eyes widened as she was rendered speechless mentally, in response to his non-nonchalance, she scolded him. On cue, it spoke again, a chuckle echoing as the voice stated, 「 That's no way to greet your old man, is it? Scolding him for being "impolite," as you put it? You've got nerve. Like me. 」


"My 'old man'? Excuse me, but I'm lost here... Who the hell are you? And how the fuck are you in my head?" She spat out loud defensively, awaiting the response of the mysterious man in her head. "Is this some type of new kidou technique?" She questioned, her brows creasing firmly, visibly darkening her features from within her whirlpool of dust.

「 It saddens me that my own daughter doesn't recognize my voice. Perhaps that's because she's too focused on mastering kidou so early; not even in the Academy yet... Keh. Give it a damn break. 」The voice's admission stunned Taichou. "Dad...? But how...? You and mom are--" She was cut off abruptly by Ryakketsu Kaku's voice ringing within her, 「 If you say dead one more time, I'm going to have to rough you up. It seems that while your mother is still trapped between worlds, I've been well... Placed into your soul for the time being. It's pretty dark in here. You mind sprucing it up and laying off of the negativity? Always brooding.. Child, you're going to get fully white hair before you're 1,000, and that runs in our family. 」

Taichou balked at her father's statement. She didn't know what to say, or think even, though Kaku already knew that, considering the two of them now share a Soul and mind. What was this? How is this even possible? Was she going insane? The young Ryakketsu blinked, for the duration of her existence until she met Mirja Eeola, she had always felt alone, like she didn't belong in Rukongai, or even the Seireitei for that matter, due to the fact that her parents wouldn't reincarnate within the Soul Society for some time. It appears though, that she was partly wrong.

The cheeks of the girl dimpled, and her eyes crinkled at the corners, a smile now replacing the frown that had before occupied her facial features; she then spoke, "It's really you.. But why now..?" questioning him. Did her father have some kind of secret agenda while he was hanging out in her Soul this entire time? Why didn't he ever talk to her when she was cold, hungry, and beaten in her district of Rukongai? Why?


To be continued.