Urahara Kisuke - Short Story: Chapter 2
On that day, you became their allies.
After every battle, through every moment, you had one goal, to stop any and everyone that supported Yhwach’s corrupted ideals. You fought with everything you had, and so did Ichigo and his friends.
When Yamamoto died, it was devastating. It had taken a toll on everyone. You hoped that would be the only casualty, but even that was naive. Because bodies kept dropping.
Jushiro Ukitake.
Unohana Retsu.
Komamura Sajin.
You memorized each face, each name, because you needed to be reminded why you were fighting.
At the end of the battle, Ichigo’s final face off, you were terrified. More than anything you wanted to help, but you weren’t in much better shape than any of the other reapers.
Yet somehow, just like that, Ichigo won.
You thought it was an illusion, but it was real.
The relief of everyone around was almost instant and you’d dropped to your knees, crying pathetically.
No one stopped you, because a few of them felt the same. Everyone involved had lost something or someone.
But it was over.
You were free.
“(Y/N) (L/N).”
You stood before Rukia, the newly appointed Head Captain.
All the other captains were present, lined up, ready for Rukia’s instruction.
You bowed your head, ready for your faith.
Although you were an ally in this war, you know there must have been some part of them that resented you. Not personally of course.
At the end of the day, you are a Quincy. You would accept any decision, because for once, you didn’t have to run and hide, and it was freeing.
“We will provide the necessary resources to rebuild your home in the world of the living. For the time being, I hope you will consider staying with a friend of mine in Karakura until your house is done.”
Your head lifted almost shakily, because this was the last thing you were expecting.
“B-But I’m a-”
“Comrade. One we are all grateful to have on our side.”
Her words made your eyes tear up, and the captains looking on just smiled in agreement. You lifted your hand, rubbing your sleeve against your cheeks to stop the tears, but they just kept coming.
“T-Thank you..”
Rukia smiled, moving to your side as she placed a hand on your shoulder.
For the first time in your life, you felt like you were living.
Ichigo was the one who’d offered to take you to where you would be staying.
“If he does anything weird, don't be afraid to kick his ass.”
You laughed at the instruction as Ichigo continued to give you pointers on his former mentor.
Urahara Kisuke.
Walking in stride with Ichigo, you couldn’t help but feel fortunate. You’d not only made loyal friends, but they’d taught you what it was like to have hope again.
You gave a tug on Ichigo’s sleeve, and he turned, about to question it, but you moved forward, wrapping your hand around him as you hugged him tightly. He was clearly taken aback, but when he heard the muffled thank you in his shirt, he couldn’t stop the smile. His hands lowered, and he patted your head.
“You’re welcome.”
When you made it to Kisuke’s shop, they were already inside waiting for you.
Ichigo gave introductions and you nodded to each one of them.
Tessai, Jinta, Ururu and finally..
“Kisuke Urahara, friendly and respected shop owner. “
He moved closer, fan in hand, getting in your face.
Ichigo was quick to kick said man in the face. His body dropped like a log and Ichigo merely huffed.
“If you do anything weird to her I’ll kick your ass hat ‘n clogs.”
You weren’t sure what their relationship was like, but clearly this was normal because the rest of them had just casually gone back about their day as if their boss had not just been floored. Kisuke stood, rubbing his face.
“That’s really mean Ichigo, don’t you trust me.”
“Not at all.”
You were still peering at him curiously. Kisuke merely tilted his head to the right.
“I thought you would be older. Your outfit is cute.”
It was just a statement, but he jumped forward and hugged you, laughing happily.
“That’s so nice of you to say! You can stay here as long as you like!”
He was laughing joyfully, which just earned a kick from Ichigo.
“QUIT BEING CREEPY!!”
That was the end of that.
