ProtoFunc
11-15-2006, 06:14 AM
Well, here's an RP i did with two other people. I put breaks in between posts to represent when we switched of turns.
Me = Rakuran Ju-n - thoughts are italicized and words are bold
Opponent = Taiki - thoughts are italicized and words are orange and red
Other = Michiyo - thoughts are italicized and words are yellow
Abstract:
This is a duel between my char (a vice captain of the sixth div) and another char (12 div captain). The stakes in this duel include Michiyo's membership of either parties' divisions, or Taiki's position as cap if he loses. Ju-n is best friends with Michiyo and Taiki is just a Captain that wants Michiyo in his div. Michiyo is already Ju-n's div, so this makes things a little complicated. The rest you can cath up on from there.
FAQs:
Ju-n's weapon has three phases: shikai, bankai, bankai prime. He's already in Shikai when you start reading.
Myobu is a literal second form of Taiki (sorta like hollow ichigo). Taiki has to give his body over to Myobu first though before he can take over.
Since the entire thing is REALLY long to be posting in here, i only posted the last half. Moreover, i split it into three parts for easy viewing. If you get bored of it just by the length thereof, i really suggest reading Part 3 just for the effect if you don't wanna read the whole thing.
Enjoy and CnC plz!!
Part 1
Prepared for yet another dash towards him, Ju-n squeezed the handles of his zanpakutou even tighter. The way Taiki nailed him in the arm and avoided his last counter before had proved to the 6th Div VC something he already knew - This isn't going to be easy. Eyeing the captain carefully, he lifted his weapon to his chest and readied himself to turn away another slash at his body. As Taiki came at him with gnawing speed, something unusual happened however, within meters of where Ju-n stood, Taiki was gone. Ju-n expected this as Taiki did use Shyunpo in the two previous attacks before, yet to underestimate anyone's abilities at this point was still not to be placed under any consideration. To the left! Ju-n swayed his attention to where Taiki once was, to where he was now, only to witness a bold use of Hadou coming tearing his way. He scurried to side, and out of the way, causing not even near-miss of the Demon Art Taiki had just performed. Not even close.. he should know better than to use such an attack so early in the duel.
After Ju-n's dodge, he winced over to the Captain, trying to analyze his strategy. Moreover, though such a thing would still remain a mystery to the Vice Captain, one thing on the bright side of matters finally lent to Ju-n a rush of shear adrenaline - Damasu, Myobu! Ju-n scowled over at Taiki's unsealed zanpakutou with a devilish grin. Finally Taiki.. Now we can finally get this duel going.
"Taiki, if you don't like listening to my chatter, then why don't you just stop running away with from me with your pathetic shyunpo and let me cut your ears off?"
This was it, now that Taiki was increasing his power, time for fun and game was over. Focus Ju-n, He closed his eyes and concentrated his reiatsu, Now's the time to fight serious.. remember why you are here.
With an abrupt change in countenance, Ju-n lifted his eyelids and revealed a fiery blaze of reiatsu in eyes. His spiritual power exploded immediately - shaking the foundations of the mountain and cracking the pebbles in his presence. The surrounding air in the atmosphere grew thick, forcing the tension to rise, and allowing the blood to flow. Let's do this..
Ju-n lifted his heels and within and instant was racing towards his opponent. His speed cutting through the wind. His zanpakutou was hid well to his left but it wasn't any longer before it was to his right. Digging his feet into the ground beneath, Ju-n darted to left, then scooped farther over to right. Approaching Taiki, he leaned his weight harshly over to Toraneko and swung it up. Instead of bringing it back down however, Ju-n side-stepped to Taiki's left and brought the zanpakutou out from over him. It welted towards Taiki's shoulder once more, targeting the soft spot in between his back and neck.
All was finally in motion.
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In the distance a faint aura of reiatsu could be felt along side the excuting grounds of Soukyoko Hill. Running up the hill, a strong updraft could be felt, pressing hard against the resistance in the wind. I won't make it in time.. i fear they have already begun.
Rumors had made their way down to the Sixth Division House where Ju-n - Michiyo's Vice and childhood friend - was taking on the one man in Seireitei who was beaten only twice by the Captain of the first division. Ju-n, you stupid fool.. what are you doing? Though she was well aware of Ju-n's capabilities and considerable skill, regardless, victory against the formidable opponent he stood against was a faint glimmer of hope.
Clashing of metal on metal was resonating louder and louder with the passing of each striding step she took. The sparks could be seen now as she approached the top of the hill. "No, i'm too late." She pondered the thought of leaping in and putting an end to all this worthless drama, however, she knew doing this would only progress the evolving problem fueling the conflict. For this fight wasn't about who was stronger or deserved to have her in their division - it was a matter of pride and the foolish politics it consisted of.
Arriving at a significant distance from where the two were fighting, she halted, witnessing the sight of blood flowing its way down Ju-n's arm. This is only going to get worse for both of them.. but they have to ride it out if their going to resolve their differences.
She sat down, crossing her legs and intertwining them with one another, and gained a fair view of the ongoing duel. Fearing the ultimate outcome she resolved to comfort herself with one slight quote, Only time will tell.
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He felt Ju-n's reiatsu explode as he grinned, looking back at him. Is that what he calls explosive? Taiki let his own reiatsu go as the air grew thick with both of their powers as they prepared to clash. He was surrounded by a mixture of gold/blue aura as he grasped onto his sword tighter. Time to show him what real power is.
Taiki watched as Ju-n come towards, trying to hide his attack patterns with feeble tricks. As he raises his blade up to attempt to attack Taiki with whatever plan he had, Taiki raised his own sword in plan of countering. As the sword moves, it creates a shadow effect making it harder to track where the sword exactly is. When the sword was raised, it bent out of shape and transformed into a no-dachi, covering a large area and preventing Ju-n from bringing his sword down near him.
Your petty moves won't trick me..I am a master tactician. Taiki says at Ju-n in a more serious tone then he has spoken before.
As their swords clashed, Taiki sidestepped out of the way of the attack and spun around, coming at Ju-n with a counterattack. The blade again moving with the illusions so Ju-n can't locate it. As he swings, the blade transforms into a normal katana and is aimed to slash right across his stomach.
This guy is hopeless. If he intends to fight me, he was better off training for 10 years and facing me then. At his current level, he won't win. Taiki thought as he prepared himself for another attack.
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Part 2
Witnessing his failed attempt, and the true natured ability of Taiki’s shikai, Ju-n fell into confusion as he was unable to decipher where the enemy zanpakutou await. Watch his arms.. He tried to follow the directions in which they moved, however, before he had time to parry any oncoming attack, it was too late. Taiki’s blade fell deep into Ju-n’s belly – piercing through the muscle and tearing against the nerves. A surge of scorching, hot pain rushed past his abdomen and ran unstoppably alongside his blood. Out of bodily reflex, unconsciousness – the defense mechanism activated in his brain – willed Ju-n to enter a slumber that would ease the agony and heal what damage could be undone. Instinct, however, refused. Ungh.. it can’t end here.. not yet.. Opening his eyes, and realizing where he was, reality finally began to set in: the force accompanied by Taiki’s attack sent Ju-n flying a good couple of meters away. Ju-n lie sprawled atop the ground. Toraneko by his side.
Panting for breath through the swelling constricting his airways, Ju-n fumbled to his knees then planted his zanpakutou into the ground. He rose slowly to a feeble position; his body crouched over the upright zanpakutou; his stature relying on it as a crutch. Though he tried to regain control over his battered state, it was no use, the blow inflicted on him was a devastating and fatal one – he would be dead within the half-hour. Ju-n winced his eyes amongst an impaired vision. Where he knew he was fighting only one Taiki before, unfortunately now, he saw three. Damnit.. and here I thought I’d at least make it to bankai.. Toraneko, Ju-n gripped the handle to his blade once more, We can still make it.. I need you now more than ever old friend. Trying to mutter the calling to unleash his zanputou’s power, the words refused to leave his mouth. “Mou.. Hatara.. kari..” Faltering to his knees, Rakuran’s consciousness began to fade. Unable to fight against the heavy sensation overcoming his eyelids, they dropped slowly and lead him into realm filled with darkness, but a faint simmer of light.
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Ju-n, what are you doing? In the darkness Ju-n could hear Toraneko calling out to him. You cannot enter my final form without even going through bankai first. You still have yet to master my true abilities before you can even control my full potential.
Toraneko, please.. I can do it, you know I can enter bankai prime. Let me wield your power.
Considering that you are not yet ready, the chances of achieving this state will result in the permanent loss of all your power.. and even your life. Are you willing to take this risk?
Toraneko.. I am already a dead man. Give me at least the opportunity to see my zanpakutou’s final form.
Very well. But since you have not mastered my full capabilities, in this state, it will not be long before my spirit power consumes you. Now.. share my reiatsu and die with honor.
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Ju-n opened his eyes with renewed life. A new power maneuvering his every move. This ends now.
“Mouko Hatarakizakari!”
Skipping past his initial bankai phase, Ju-n entered another; this one of which his appearance was entirely different. He was clothed in garments of sapphire reiatsu - its intensity tearing away at his body and lifting it inches into the air. Ignoring the pain through the whirling wind and burning clothing wrapped around him, Ju-n’s eyes were closed. He Lifted his right arm adjacently to his body and extended Moukou out as a glint of ruby flared from the tip of the blade down to the hilt. The katana began to dissolve into a sparkling navy aura. Now, bringing both hands together as if to grip an invisible sword, the aura that once was now formed a crystal white zanpakutou in the midst of Ju-n’s fingers. There lie the final form Rakuran’s Ju-n’s zanpakutou.
Charging toward Taiki one final time, instead of running atop the ground, Ju-n moreover floated at a great speed to his last opponent. Constantly sheltered in the reiatsu surrounding his body, traces of the spiritual substance flared into the atmosphere as Ju-n passed across the field and to his ultimate demise. Putting one last word into the duel, he called out:
“This is it Taiki!”
“Giiiyaaaahh!!”
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Taiki watched as Ju-n fell to the ground and he smiled to himself. I taught this fool a lesson finally. He started to turn and head off, thinking the duel was over. However, he wasn't expecting him to stand back and with such renewed energy. When he sensed the new energy, he turned back and saw Ju-n standing there. This caused the captain to grin.
So that's how you want to fight it huh? Very well then...if you want to unleash your full potential....
So will I.
Taiki said the last three words with a stronger resolve then he ever spoke before in the duel. He held his sword in front of him and looked at Ju-n, feeling sorry that he would have to deal with Myobu now.
Myobu...it's time for you to take over. Go easy on the kid. Taiki said to his zanpakuto.
Excellent....I get to have my fun at last! A voice said back to Taiki, ignoring the go easy part of Taiki's message.
Bankai….Mugen Maboroshi Taiki said when Ju-n entered his final release form.
Taiki began to glow as the image of a nine-tailed fox appeared behind him. The image slowly started to fade and the kanji for "eye" started to appear on his forehead, glowing brightly. No longer was Taiki in control of his own body, he had given up control to his zanpakuto, Myobu. With Myobu in his body, Taiki now moves more quicker and can see the enemies tactics.
Ju-n started his final attack, rushing at him with an intense speed. Myobu just smirked as he looked at the foolish boy. [i]Does this boy think such a simple-minded trick would work on the great Myobu!?!?!? Even with such speed, its still a straight attack. He has much to learn. Myobu laughed wickedly as Ju-n made his strike.
Try as he liked, Myobu could follow the move with his infinite vision ability and went into a spiral spin as he sidestepped away from Ju-n's useless attack. His bankai strike might of worked on defeating most people, but with Taiki and Myobu being able to recognize attack patterns, he was doomed from the beginning.
With Ju-n leaving himself wide open for a counter attack from behind, Myobu showed no mercy. He lept towards him and plunged his blade directly into the back of Ju-n, burying it there.
This was a fitting place to have the duel afterall....cause such worthless cretin like you don't deserve to wear a shinigami robe.Myobu said to Ju-n. Unlike Taiki who was more calm and level-headed, Myobu had a wild and angry side to him. He wasn't afraid to say whatever he thought, be it serious or jokingly.
With that, Myobu had shown his true power.
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[i]Eckk.. The solid form of Taiki’s zanpakutou ran deep into the body of Rakuran Ju-n – Vice Captain to the Sixth Division. Not shocked by the gesture made by his opponent, Ju-n looked down only to witness the pointed edge extended entirely through his abdomen. Stabbed in the back instead of meeting your blade head on.. I should’ve expected so much of a coward.. I’m sorry Mouko for not showing you a worthy enough adversary. Ju-n could feel his weight lean forward unintentionally. The hard medal, lodged dangerously into his body, began to slide out; the wound left behind poured out a mixture of both water and blood. Ju-n squinted and cringed at the unfamiliar feeling, though, pain to him was something he was accustomed to. Failure, on the other hand, this was something he seldom willed himself to deal with. Michiyo.. I’m sorry.
After short anticipation, Taiki’s zanpakutou fully removed itself from Ju-n’s aching stature. As he inched forward sheepishly, the pain – shouldered both in Ju-n’s emotions and body alike – it all was at its paramount. The gash across his arm, the wound down his ribs, the pierce through his back: the feeling thundering down on Ju-n’s senses was a fusion of heaviness and anxiety. This must be death.. Though his eyelids were not responding, and closing against his distinct orders, the grip he held on Mouko was still as tight as ever. We still have an ounce of life left in us.. Ju-n turned his head to the side; his back still facing the careless Myobu form of Taiki.
“Even in my death Taiki,” the words exiting his mouth were gargled and monotone; slow to relay and in sequence with deep coughs, “You still underestimate.. my.. my skill.” A slight grin, barely visible to the naked eye, hovered its way across his lips. “With Mouko in this state.. I’m allotted to use once.. shyunpo.”
Without hesitation Ju-n was gone. His trace of reiatsu, however, was now centering around Taiki. Though Rakuran was no longer in front of his opponent, as in the split second of his last attack, it was now Ju-n at Taiki’s back – only, instead of being directly behind him, he was distanced ten meters away. An explosion erupted immediately where Taiki stood. The effect of Mouko was now taking its place. The particles left behind of Ju-n’s reiatsu had instilled their form across Taiki’s chest and opened a wound similiar to the seal of the Toraneko avatar. The blood flowed out relentlessly, but alleviated shortly as the effect was only to last but a few seconds. It won’t kill him.. Ju-n stood unwillingly with his right arm held out – his back facing the destination of his previous strike – his hand holding a zanpakutou that was no more, But it’s enough to put him.. to put him in the 4th Division Quarters.
Ju-n found himself at his knees once again – a crimson flow running over the majority his shinigami torn robes. The spirit aura that sheltered him once before was all gone away now. In its stead, smoke emitted from his body as his vision blurred to the point of no sight at all. An image however, shaped in the form of a young lady, was still recognizable. Mich.. Michiyo? Life was leaving Ju-n, but he couldn’t die now, not when he still had a message that needed to be left with the old friend of whom he shared both much laughter, and tears. He could hear a voice calling out his name, but he could not bring himself to respond to it; death was headed his way and it would wait for no one.
“Michiyo,” The name came out as a whisper, “If only you were near..” He knew she could not hear him, but the words came out nonetheless, “If only we were allowed one last.. conv.. er.. sation.” He gasped for air as he could hold up his body no longer. It fell to the ground, leaving alone him and his thoughts. She’ll come to you Ju-n.. she’ll comfort you before you.. die.. With this Rakuran Ju-n closed his eyes, hoping that he could speak to her one last time – hoping that he could spend his last breath by her side.
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Part 3
Myobu looked at his opponent, grinning as he saw him come closer to death. Some may have seen being stabbed in the back as cowardly, but to Myobu, it was all fair game. The end justifies the means, and he did whatever pleased him and made him win his sick little game. [i]It's a shame he wasn't stronger...I wanted more time to play with someone. The fox thought as he was getting ready to leave the area. However, he started to hear Ju-n talk and turned around to see him preparing for a final attack.This fool can't be serious...
The attack came quickly and suddenly. Surely, no one could have seen such a move..however, Myobu and Taiki worked together to perfect the ability of foresight, and he managed to catch on to when his reiatsu disappeared. The explosion happened where Taiki stood, but a different tale ensued then what was supposed to happen. Taiki had hid a secret from everyone, including the captains. He had reached a complete release with Myobu. In Bankai, Myobu takes control of Taiki and his body approximately 60%. However, with intense training and control, Taiki was able to take it a step further where Myobu had 100% control.
The blood did spill from Taiki's body, but strangely enough, he still stood upright. The reason for this was because Myobu went to the complete release form. It was the only way to save himself, not concerning himself with Taiki's health. Using his own reiatsu, he was still able to manipulate Taiki and his bleeding body. However, when Myobu returned to his resting place in the blade, the full effect of the wound would come down on Taiki and cripple him.Oh well....at least I will still live. Myobu thought as he made his way over to what was left of Ju-n.
It took a lot of Myobu's energy to manipulate a body which couldn't move, but he managed to pull Taiki to where Ju-n was, looking down at the pitiful sight before him.
Michiyo huh? That must be the same girl that Taiki was interested in training in his division. You humans and your love for the other sex... Myobu spoke, his voice sounding mischievous, yet evil at the same time. He was a power hungry avatar, and one that loved to be set free. It was the risk that Taiki took whenever fighting with such an interesting partner. Now, who knows if Taiki could ever regain control of Myobu?
After finishing off Ju-n and letting him take his last breaths in peace, Myobu took Taiki's body and limped it over a couple of feet.I guess I better return Taiki to his body now....no one else for me to play with. Myobu thought. And with that, the kanji on Taiki's forehead faded and the aura that surrounded him slowly disappeared back into his blade.
When Taiki returned to his body, he was greeted by a wrenching pain in his chest and he automatically fell to the ground wincing. He had lost a great amount of blood from Ju-n's final attack, even if Myobu tried to use his aura to weaken it. Taiki felt almost every nerve in his body go completly numb as his vision was slowly becoming blurry. It was ironic in a way. With Myobu, his vision was heigtened and he could see even the fastest and deadliest attack pattern. But now, his vision was weaker than it ever was. It was only a matter of time before someone came to investigate the disturbance on the hill. With the large amount of reiatsu being thrown around, surely someone would take notice. Until then, it was just a waiting game as he tried to regulate his breathing to stay alive.
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Michiyo watched in horror as Ju-n fell to the ground. She called out his name, hoping it would give him the strength to stay alive but a few moments longer.
”Ju-n! Ju-n no!!”
She ran as fast as she could, choking back the tears and fighting for each breath she took. The space between them wasn’t that far, but it felt like she’d been running for hours, almost as if she had been trapped in a horrible nightmare. When she found herself screaming, however, it wasn’t until then did she realize that this nightmare was all to real.
When Michiyo finally got to Ju-n she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of him lying before her: the stab from Myobu through his back, the open, bloody wound across his arm...him, lying in a sea of his own blood. She no longer tried to fight back the tears, as they were now streaming down her face. Rakuran-San…please…please..don’t die.
She fell to her knees and gently slid her arm under him, looking into his fading green eyes as she gently cradled his dying bodie in her arms. As all the life appeared to be gone from him, holding him close to her, she could feel a faint breath filling his stomach hesitantly. He’s still alive. Michiyo was holding Ju-n’s entire body now, squeezing it tightly with both arms as she attempted to revive from him what little life was left.
"Oh Ju-n." Michiyo brought her free hand and pressed it against the wound below his chest. She tried to prevent the blood from spilling out, but her attempts were futile, for as soon as she wiped it away, it just came back even faster than before. Michiyo shook him in her arms while the tips of her hair fell against the rough skin of his cheeks, “Ju-n…Ju-n please wake up.” The tone in her voice resembled that of a weaping child. It was cracked with fear and sincere loss.
The thought of holding him in her arms knowing that this was probably the last time she'd ever spend with him brought her to complete tears. A flood of memories came to her in that instant, memories of happier times, laughter, weeping, and sarcasm. She was beginning to miss his cold expressions already. His bored gaze and the need to inform her of things, being because of her. Even though she considered it rude at times, deep inside, she knew it was his way of showing appreciation for her. Ju-n was the best friend she'd ever had and she never even thought of the possibility of losing him. She desperatly tried to keep even a faint smile on her face for his sake...if not her own...
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“Ju-n.. Ju-n.. Ju-n..”
The voice that echoed in the background, though muffled in a slight sob, called out to him till he was finally summoned to life.
Wha.. am.. am I dead?
Ju-n opened his eyes to a blurred silhouette, uncertain if what he beheld was that of an angel, or Death himself. Where.. His vision cleared briskly, accompanied by the pain he felt only moments ago. As he expected to jolt upright, to his own astonishment, he did not. Instead, he found himself comforted in the arms of undeniable beauty, pressed against the bosom of an unmistakable truth. “Michiyo?” Ju-n strained painfully even to speak her name. Continuing, his mind told him, would be absurd. Pushing aside the mere suggestion however, he forced himself no matter. Feeling the need to address immediate business, as a memory of Taiki flashed across his mind, the words he spoke were broken. “Michiyo.. you.. you’re to work for Taiki now.” Ju-n tried leaning up, but it was no use. He resolved to continue in the position of which he was given no choice. “Promise me you will honor him.. as you would..” A harsh cough interrupted his attempt to relay his wishes. He could feel Michiyo press him harder against her. He looked up to see tears easing down her cheeks.
“No.. no no no, don’t cry Michiyo.” His words were a soft whisper as he reached up to dry beneath her left eye. He wiped a salty droplet with the tip of his finger, then lifted his index over to the top of her forehead. Attempting to poke there as he did before, his execution resulted only with a tap above her eyebrow. “Hey,” Ju-n dropped his hand over to her lips, and pinched, ever so lightly, Michiyo’s chin, “I knew you would come.” As he began to sense her urge to speak, Ju-n stopped her by shaking his head and pushing his finger atop her nose, “No.. my time is short.. and my words are few.”
Her chilled breath ran gracefully on the palm of Ju-n’s hand. He followed her respiration carefully, tracing it from the movement in her chest, up to the exhalation at the ends of her nostrils. Noticing what was apparent always before, Michiyo commanded a cooling countenance and sparkling aura. Together the two formed only one thing – one thing of which Ju-n would acknowledge with one recognition.. together they formed her. Caring, beauty, happiness: they all formed her. They all formed Michiyo.
“Oi,” Ju-n chuckled internally and considered the thought of calling out inside-jokes at a time like this – he refused, “Michiyo, there is something I have always wanted to tell you.. Since the time we were kids.. to when we..” A heaviness of spirit cluttered his senses, unwilling to give him more time to live.
“Michiyo.. I.. I-I..”
Ignoring any reservation holding him back, Ju-n lifted his head to Michiyo’s chin, raising it till he leveled his eyebrows off with her own. He could feel his pulse increase as it was only a vapor now that held the two apart. A deep breath resonated while the space resting between them.. faded into no distance at all. Ju-n leaned forward as their lips interlocked with one another firmly – instilling a moment in the ill placed events of time. Though Ju-n could feel the shock in her bodily expression, he held the pose nonetheless. How could I refuse? He reasoned. Her glazed, cream lips were softer than the finest snow. They bound Ju-n in a trance he had experienced never before. Her scent, of fresh cherry blossoms and the most reddest of summer roses, it spun him into a whirlpool of splendid awe and wonder. Everything depicting the most purest of passion, should Ju-n ever be required to define it, this, by all means, this would be it. The touch created in this single moment, the emotion flushing through every vein in his body, the wind whistling in the air, the heavens, the earth: to Ju-n, it was all simply wonderful. Everything about her was wonderful.
Pulling away slowly – the distinct chap resonating when two lips depart – Ju-n rested his forehead against Michiyo’s. His eyes were closed for fear of her reaction. I have no fear to die now, Ju-n thought as he savored the moment, I’ve just been visited by heaven.
“Michiyo,” Ju-n winced open his eyelids to lock gaze with a pair of pearl, captivating pupils, “Michiyo.. I love you.”
Ju-n’s arms reached over to secure Michiyo in a whole-hearted hug. His hold, initially strong, weakened abruptly with an immediate drop on the shoulders of his now apparent love. His soul could withstand no more as his body exempted its last breath. Being unable to say the phrase again, but feeling the need to repeat, Ju-n simply muttered it in his mind, Michiyo, I love you. All was finally in place for him to depart this world and move on to the next. Whether his destination be yet another heaven, or perhaps a hell.
There, in the arms of Michiyo, Rakuran Ju-n, faithful friend and determined shinigami, had died. His status as Vice Captain concluding in one month.
Me = Rakuran Ju-n - thoughts are italicized and words are bold
Opponent = Taiki - thoughts are italicized and words are orange and red
Other = Michiyo - thoughts are italicized and words are yellow
Abstract:
This is a duel between my char (a vice captain of the sixth div) and another char (12 div captain). The stakes in this duel include Michiyo's membership of either parties' divisions, or Taiki's position as cap if he loses. Ju-n is best friends with Michiyo and Taiki is just a Captain that wants Michiyo in his div. Michiyo is already Ju-n's div, so this makes things a little complicated. The rest you can cath up on from there.
FAQs:
Ju-n's weapon has three phases: shikai, bankai, bankai prime. He's already in Shikai when you start reading.
Myobu is a literal second form of Taiki (sorta like hollow ichigo). Taiki has to give his body over to Myobu first though before he can take over.
Since the entire thing is REALLY long to be posting in here, i only posted the last half. Moreover, i split it into three parts for easy viewing. If you get bored of it just by the length thereof, i really suggest reading Part 3 just for the effect if you don't wanna read the whole thing.
Enjoy and CnC plz!!
Part 1
Prepared for yet another dash towards him, Ju-n squeezed the handles of his zanpakutou even tighter. The way Taiki nailed him in the arm and avoided his last counter before had proved to the 6th Div VC something he already knew - This isn't going to be easy. Eyeing the captain carefully, he lifted his weapon to his chest and readied himself to turn away another slash at his body. As Taiki came at him with gnawing speed, something unusual happened however, within meters of where Ju-n stood, Taiki was gone. Ju-n expected this as Taiki did use Shyunpo in the two previous attacks before, yet to underestimate anyone's abilities at this point was still not to be placed under any consideration. To the left! Ju-n swayed his attention to where Taiki once was, to where he was now, only to witness a bold use of Hadou coming tearing his way. He scurried to side, and out of the way, causing not even near-miss of the Demon Art Taiki had just performed. Not even close.. he should know better than to use such an attack so early in the duel.
After Ju-n's dodge, he winced over to the Captain, trying to analyze his strategy. Moreover, though such a thing would still remain a mystery to the Vice Captain, one thing on the bright side of matters finally lent to Ju-n a rush of shear adrenaline - Damasu, Myobu! Ju-n scowled over at Taiki's unsealed zanpakutou with a devilish grin. Finally Taiki.. Now we can finally get this duel going.
"Taiki, if you don't like listening to my chatter, then why don't you just stop running away with from me with your pathetic shyunpo and let me cut your ears off?"
This was it, now that Taiki was increasing his power, time for fun and game was over. Focus Ju-n, He closed his eyes and concentrated his reiatsu, Now's the time to fight serious.. remember why you are here.
With an abrupt change in countenance, Ju-n lifted his eyelids and revealed a fiery blaze of reiatsu in eyes. His spiritual power exploded immediately - shaking the foundations of the mountain and cracking the pebbles in his presence. The surrounding air in the atmosphere grew thick, forcing the tension to rise, and allowing the blood to flow. Let's do this..
Ju-n lifted his heels and within and instant was racing towards his opponent. His speed cutting through the wind. His zanpakutou was hid well to his left but it wasn't any longer before it was to his right. Digging his feet into the ground beneath, Ju-n darted to left, then scooped farther over to right. Approaching Taiki, he leaned his weight harshly over to Toraneko and swung it up. Instead of bringing it back down however, Ju-n side-stepped to Taiki's left and brought the zanpakutou out from over him. It welted towards Taiki's shoulder once more, targeting the soft spot in between his back and neck.
All was finally in motion.
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In the distance a faint aura of reiatsu could be felt along side the excuting grounds of Soukyoko Hill. Running up the hill, a strong updraft could be felt, pressing hard against the resistance in the wind. I won't make it in time.. i fear they have already begun.
Rumors had made their way down to the Sixth Division House where Ju-n - Michiyo's Vice and childhood friend - was taking on the one man in Seireitei who was beaten only twice by the Captain of the first division. Ju-n, you stupid fool.. what are you doing? Though she was well aware of Ju-n's capabilities and considerable skill, regardless, victory against the formidable opponent he stood against was a faint glimmer of hope.
Clashing of metal on metal was resonating louder and louder with the passing of each striding step she took. The sparks could be seen now as she approached the top of the hill. "No, i'm too late." She pondered the thought of leaping in and putting an end to all this worthless drama, however, she knew doing this would only progress the evolving problem fueling the conflict. For this fight wasn't about who was stronger or deserved to have her in their division - it was a matter of pride and the foolish politics it consisted of.
Arriving at a significant distance from where the two were fighting, she halted, witnessing the sight of blood flowing its way down Ju-n's arm. This is only going to get worse for both of them.. but they have to ride it out if their going to resolve their differences.
She sat down, crossing her legs and intertwining them with one another, and gained a fair view of the ongoing duel. Fearing the ultimate outcome she resolved to comfort herself with one slight quote, Only time will tell.
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He felt Ju-n's reiatsu explode as he grinned, looking back at him. Is that what he calls explosive? Taiki let his own reiatsu go as the air grew thick with both of their powers as they prepared to clash. He was surrounded by a mixture of gold/blue aura as he grasped onto his sword tighter. Time to show him what real power is.
Taiki watched as Ju-n come towards, trying to hide his attack patterns with feeble tricks. As he raises his blade up to attempt to attack Taiki with whatever plan he had, Taiki raised his own sword in plan of countering. As the sword moves, it creates a shadow effect making it harder to track where the sword exactly is. When the sword was raised, it bent out of shape and transformed into a no-dachi, covering a large area and preventing Ju-n from bringing his sword down near him.
Your petty moves won't trick me..I am a master tactician. Taiki says at Ju-n in a more serious tone then he has spoken before.
As their swords clashed, Taiki sidestepped out of the way of the attack and spun around, coming at Ju-n with a counterattack. The blade again moving with the illusions so Ju-n can't locate it. As he swings, the blade transforms into a normal katana and is aimed to slash right across his stomach.
This guy is hopeless. If he intends to fight me, he was better off training for 10 years and facing me then. At his current level, he won't win. Taiki thought as he prepared himself for another attack.
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Part 2
Witnessing his failed attempt, and the true natured ability of Taiki’s shikai, Ju-n fell into confusion as he was unable to decipher where the enemy zanpakutou await. Watch his arms.. He tried to follow the directions in which they moved, however, before he had time to parry any oncoming attack, it was too late. Taiki’s blade fell deep into Ju-n’s belly – piercing through the muscle and tearing against the nerves. A surge of scorching, hot pain rushed past his abdomen and ran unstoppably alongside his blood. Out of bodily reflex, unconsciousness – the defense mechanism activated in his brain – willed Ju-n to enter a slumber that would ease the agony and heal what damage could be undone. Instinct, however, refused. Ungh.. it can’t end here.. not yet.. Opening his eyes, and realizing where he was, reality finally began to set in: the force accompanied by Taiki’s attack sent Ju-n flying a good couple of meters away. Ju-n lie sprawled atop the ground. Toraneko by his side.
Panting for breath through the swelling constricting his airways, Ju-n fumbled to his knees then planted his zanpakutou into the ground. He rose slowly to a feeble position; his body crouched over the upright zanpakutou; his stature relying on it as a crutch. Though he tried to regain control over his battered state, it was no use, the blow inflicted on him was a devastating and fatal one – he would be dead within the half-hour. Ju-n winced his eyes amongst an impaired vision. Where he knew he was fighting only one Taiki before, unfortunately now, he saw three. Damnit.. and here I thought I’d at least make it to bankai.. Toraneko, Ju-n gripped the handle to his blade once more, We can still make it.. I need you now more than ever old friend. Trying to mutter the calling to unleash his zanputou’s power, the words refused to leave his mouth. “Mou.. Hatara.. kari..” Faltering to his knees, Rakuran’s consciousness began to fade. Unable to fight against the heavy sensation overcoming his eyelids, they dropped slowly and lead him into realm filled with darkness, but a faint simmer of light.
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Ju-n, what are you doing? In the darkness Ju-n could hear Toraneko calling out to him. You cannot enter my final form without even going through bankai first. You still have yet to master my true abilities before you can even control my full potential.
Toraneko, please.. I can do it, you know I can enter bankai prime. Let me wield your power.
Considering that you are not yet ready, the chances of achieving this state will result in the permanent loss of all your power.. and even your life. Are you willing to take this risk?
Toraneko.. I am already a dead man. Give me at least the opportunity to see my zanpakutou’s final form.
Very well. But since you have not mastered my full capabilities, in this state, it will not be long before my spirit power consumes you. Now.. share my reiatsu and die with honor.
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Ju-n opened his eyes with renewed life. A new power maneuvering his every move. This ends now.
“Mouko Hatarakizakari!”
Skipping past his initial bankai phase, Ju-n entered another; this one of which his appearance was entirely different. He was clothed in garments of sapphire reiatsu - its intensity tearing away at his body and lifting it inches into the air. Ignoring the pain through the whirling wind and burning clothing wrapped around him, Ju-n’s eyes were closed. He Lifted his right arm adjacently to his body and extended Moukou out as a glint of ruby flared from the tip of the blade down to the hilt. The katana began to dissolve into a sparkling navy aura. Now, bringing both hands together as if to grip an invisible sword, the aura that once was now formed a crystal white zanpakutou in the midst of Ju-n’s fingers. There lie the final form Rakuran’s Ju-n’s zanpakutou.
Charging toward Taiki one final time, instead of running atop the ground, Ju-n moreover floated at a great speed to his last opponent. Constantly sheltered in the reiatsu surrounding his body, traces of the spiritual substance flared into the atmosphere as Ju-n passed across the field and to his ultimate demise. Putting one last word into the duel, he called out:
“This is it Taiki!”
“Giiiyaaaahh!!”
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Taiki watched as Ju-n fell to the ground and he smiled to himself. I taught this fool a lesson finally. He started to turn and head off, thinking the duel was over. However, he wasn't expecting him to stand back and with such renewed energy. When he sensed the new energy, he turned back and saw Ju-n standing there. This caused the captain to grin.
So that's how you want to fight it huh? Very well then...if you want to unleash your full potential....
So will I.
Taiki said the last three words with a stronger resolve then he ever spoke before in the duel. He held his sword in front of him and looked at Ju-n, feeling sorry that he would have to deal with Myobu now.
Myobu...it's time for you to take over. Go easy on the kid. Taiki said to his zanpakuto.
Excellent....I get to have my fun at last! A voice said back to Taiki, ignoring the go easy part of Taiki's message.
Bankai….Mugen Maboroshi Taiki said when Ju-n entered his final release form.
Taiki began to glow as the image of a nine-tailed fox appeared behind him. The image slowly started to fade and the kanji for "eye" started to appear on his forehead, glowing brightly. No longer was Taiki in control of his own body, he had given up control to his zanpakuto, Myobu. With Myobu in his body, Taiki now moves more quicker and can see the enemies tactics.
Ju-n started his final attack, rushing at him with an intense speed. Myobu just smirked as he looked at the foolish boy. [i]Does this boy think such a simple-minded trick would work on the great Myobu!?!?!? Even with such speed, its still a straight attack. He has much to learn. Myobu laughed wickedly as Ju-n made his strike.
Try as he liked, Myobu could follow the move with his infinite vision ability and went into a spiral spin as he sidestepped away from Ju-n's useless attack. His bankai strike might of worked on defeating most people, but with Taiki and Myobu being able to recognize attack patterns, he was doomed from the beginning.
With Ju-n leaving himself wide open for a counter attack from behind, Myobu showed no mercy. He lept towards him and plunged his blade directly into the back of Ju-n, burying it there.
This was a fitting place to have the duel afterall....cause such worthless cretin like you don't deserve to wear a shinigami robe.Myobu said to Ju-n. Unlike Taiki who was more calm and level-headed, Myobu had a wild and angry side to him. He wasn't afraid to say whatever he thought, be it serious or jokingly.
With that, Myobu had shown his true power.
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[i]Eckk.. The solid form of Taiki’s zanpakutou ran deep into the body of Rakuran Ju-n – Vice Captain to the Sixth Division. Not shocked by the gesture made by his opponent, Ju-n looked down only to witness the pointed edge extended entirely through his abdomen. Stabbed in the back instead of meeting your blade head on.. I should’ve expected so much of a coward.. I’m sorry Mouko for not showing you a worthy enough adversary. Ju-n could feel his weight lean forward unintentionally. The hard medal, lodged dangerously into his body, began to slide out; the wound left behind poured out a mixture of both water and blood. Ju-n squinted and cringed at the unfamiliar feeling, though, pain to him was something he was accustomed to. Failure, on the other hand, this was something he seldom willed himself to deal with. Michiyo.. I’m sorry.
After short anticipation, Taiki’s zanpakutou fully removed itself from Ju-n’s aching stature. As he inched forward sheepishly, the pain – shouldered both in Ju-n’s emotions and body alike – it all was at its paramount. The gash across his arm, the wound down his ribs, the pierce through his back: the feeling thundering down on Ju-n’s senses was a fusion of heaviness and anxiety. This must be death.. Though his eyelids were not responding, and closing against his distinct orders, the grip he held on Mouko was still as tight as ever. We still have an ounce of life left in us.. Ju-n turned his head to the side; his back still facing the careless Myobu form of Taiki.
“Even in my death Taiki,” the words exiting his mouth were gargled and monotone; slow to relay and in sequence with deep coughs, “You still underestimate.. my.. my skill.” A slight grin, barely visible to the naked eye, hovered its way across his lips. “With Mouko in this state.. I’m allotted to use once.. shyunpo.”
Without hesitation Ju-n was gone. His trace of reiatsu, however, was now centering around Taiki. Though Rakuran was no longer in front of his opponent, as in the split second of his last attack, it was now Ju-n at Taiki’s back – only, instead of being directly behind him, he was distanced ten meters away. An explosion erupted immediately where Taiki stood. The effect of Mouko was now taking its place. The particles left behind of Ju-n’s reiatsu had instilled their form across Taiki’s chest and opened a wound similiar to the seal of the Toraneko avatar. The blood flowed out relentlessly, but alleviated shortly as the effect was only to last but a few seconds. It won’t kill him.. Ju-n stood unwillingly with his right arm held out – his back facing the destination of his previous strike – his hand holding a zanpakutou that was no more, But it’s enough to put him.. to put him in the 4th Division Quarters.
Ju-n found himself at his knees once again – a crimson flow running over the majority his shinigami torn robes. The spirit aura that sheltered him once before was all gone away now. In its stead, smoke emitted from his body as his vision blurred to the point of no sight at all. An image however, shaped in the form of a young lady, was still recognizable. Mich.. Michiyo? Life was leaving Ju-n, but he couldn’t die now, not when he still had a message that needed to be left with the old friend of whom he shared both much laughter, and tears. He could hear a voice calling out his name, but he could not bring himself to respond to it; death was headed his way and it would wait for no one.
“Michiyo,” The name came out as a whisper, “If only you were near..” He knew she could not hear him, but the words came out nonetheless, “If only we were allowed one last.. conv.. er.. sation.” He gasped for air as he could hold up his body no longer. It fell to the ground, leaving alone him and his thoughts. She’ll come to you Ju-n.. she’ll comfort you before you.. die.. With this Rakuran Ju-n closed his eyes, hoping that he could speak to her one last time – hoping that he could spend his last breath by her side.
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Part 3
Myobu looked at his opponent, grinning as he saw him come closer to death. Some may have seen being stabbed in the back as cowardly, but to Myobu, it was all fair game. The end justifies the means, and he did whatever pleased him and made him win his sick little game. [i]It's a shame he wasn't stronger...I wanted more time to play with someone. The fox thought as he was getting ready to leave the area. However, he started to hear Ju-n talk and turned around to see him preparing for a final attack.This fool can't be serious...
The attack came quickly and suddenly. Surely, no one could have seen such a move..however, Myobu and Taiki worked together to perfect the ability of foresight, and he managed to catch on to when his reiatsu disappeared. The explosion happened where Taiki stood, but a different tale ensued then what was supposed to happen. Taiki had hid a secret from everyone, including the captains. He had reached a complete release with Myobu. In Bankai, Myobu takes control of Taiki and his body approximately 60%. However, with intense training and control, Taiki was able to take it a step further where Myobu had 100% control.
The blood did spill from Taiki's body, but strangely enough, he still stood upright. The reason for this was because Myobu went to the complete release form. It was the only way to save himself, not concerning himself with Taiki's health. Using his own reiatsu, he was still able to manipulate Taiki and his bleeding body. However, when Myobu returned to his resting place in the blade, the full effect of the wound would come down on Taiki and cripple him.Oh well....at least I will still live. Myobu thought as he made his way over to what was left of Ju-n.
It took a lot of Myobu's energy to manipulate a body which couldn't move, but he managed to pull Taiki to where Ju-n was, looking down at the pitiful sight before him.
Michiyo huh? That must be the same girl that Taiki was interested in training in his division. You humans and your love for the other sex... Myobu spoke, his voice sounding mischievous, yet evil at the same time. He was a power hungry avatar, and one that loved to be set free. It was the risk that Taiki took whenever fighting with such an interesting partner. Now, who knows if Taiki could ever regain control of Myobu?
After finishing off Ju-n and letting him take his last breaths in peace, Myobu took Taiki's body and limped it over a couple of feet.I guess I better return Taiki to his body now....no one else for me to play with. Myobu thought. And with that, the kanji on Taiki's forehead faded and the aura that surrounded him slowly disappeared back into his blade.
When Taiki returned to his body, he was greeted by a wrenching pain in his chest and he automatically fell to the ground wincing. He had lost a great amount of blood from Ju-n's final attack, even if Myobu tried to use his aura to weaken it. Taiki felt almost every nerve in his body go completly numb as his vision was slowly becoming blurry. It was ironic in a way. With Myobu, his vision was heigtened and he could see even the fastest and deadliest attack pattern. But now, his vision was weaker than it ever was. It was only a matter of time before someone came to investigate the disturbance on the hill. With the large amount of reiatsu being thrown around, surely someone would take notice. Until then, it was just a waiting game as he tried to regulate his breathing to stay alive.
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Michiyo watched in horror as Ju-n fell to the ground. She called out his name, hoping it would give him the strength to stay alive but a few moments longer.
”Ju-n! Ju-n no!!”
She ran as fast as she could, choking back the tears and fighting for each breath she took. The space between them wasn’t that far, but it felt like she’d been running for hours, almost as if she had been trapped in a horrible nightmare. When she found herself screaming, however, it wasn’t until then did she realize that this nightmare was all to real.
When Michiyo finally got to Ju-n she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of him lying before her: the stab from Myobu through his back, the open, bloody wound across his arm...him, lying in a sea of his own blood. She no longer tried to fight back the tears, as they were now streaming down her face. Rakuran-San…please…please..don’t die.
She fell to her knees and gently slid her arm under him, looking into his fading green eyes as she gently cradled his dying bodie in her arms. As all the life appeared to be gone from him, holding him close to her, she could feel a faint breath filling his stomach hesitantly. He’s still alive. Michiyo was holding Ju-n’s entire body now, squeezing it tightly with both arms as she attempted to revive from him what little life was left.
"Oh Ju-n." Michiyo brought her free hand and pressed it against the wound below his chest. She tried to prevent the blood from spilling out, but her attempts were futile, for as soon as she wiped it away, it just came back even faster than before. Michiyo shook him in her arms while the tips of her hair fell against the rough skin of his cheeks, “Ju-n…Ju-n please wake up.” The tone in her voice resembled that of a weaping child. It was cracked with fear and sincere loss.
The thought of holding him in her arms knowing that this was probably the last time she'd ever spend with him brought her to complete tears. A flood of memories came to her in that instant, memories of happier times, laughter, weeping, and sarcasm. She was beginning to miss his cold expressions already. His bored gaze and the need to inform her of things, being because of her. Even though she considered it rude at times, deep inside, she knew it was his way of showing appreciation for her. Ju-n was the best friend she'd ever had and she never even thought of the possibility of losing him. She desperatly tried to keep even a faint smile on her face for his sake...if not her own...
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“Ju-n.. Ju-n.. Ju-n..”
The voice that echoed in the background, though muffled in a slight sob, called out to him till he was finally summoned to life.
Wha.. am.. am I dead?
Ju-n opened his eyes to a blurred silhouette, uncertain if what he beheld was that of an angel, or Death himself. Where.. His vision cleared briskly, accompanied by the pain he felt only moments ago. As he expected to jolt upright, to his own astonishment, he did not. Instead, he found himself comforted in the arms of undeniable beauty, pressed against the bosom of an unmistakable truth. “Michiyo?” Ju-n strained painfully even to speak her name. Continuing, his mind told him, would be absurd. Pushing aside the mere suggestion however, he forced himself no matter. Feeling the need to address immediate business, as a memory of Taiki flashed across his mind, the words he spoke were broken. “Michiyo.. you.. you’re to work for Taiki now.” Ju-n tried leaning up, but it was no use. He resolved to continue in the position of which he was given no choice. “Promise me you will honor him.. as you would..” A harsh cough interrupted his attempt to relay his wishes. He could feel Michiyo press him harder against her. He looked up to see tears easing down her cheeks.
“No.. no no no, don’t cry Michiyo.” His words were a soft whisper as he reached up to dry beneath her left eye. He wiped a salty droplet with the tip of his finger, then lifted his index over to the top of her forehead. Attempting to poke there as he did before, his execution resulted only with a tap above her eyebrow. “Hey,” Ju-n dropped his hand over to her lips, and pinched, ever so lightly, Michiyo’s chin, “I knew you would come.” As he began to sense her urge to speak, Ju-n stopped her by shaking his head and pushing his finger atop her nose, “No.. my time is short.. and my words are few.”
Her chilled breath ran gracefully on the palm of Ju-n’s hand. He followed her respiration carefully, tracing it from the movement in her chest, up to the exhalation at the ends of her nostrils. Noticing what was apparent always before, Michiyo commanded a cooling countenance and sparkling aura. Together the two formed only one thing – one thing of which Ju-n would acknowledge with one recognition.. together they formed her. Caring, beauty, happiness: they all formed her. They all formed Michiyo.
“Oi,” Ju-n chuckled internally and considered the thought of calling out inside-jokes at a time like this – he refused, “Michiyo, there is something I have always wanted to tell you.. Since the time we were kids.. to when we..” A heaviness of spirit cluttered his senses, unwilling to give him more time to live.
“Michiyo.. I.. I-I..”
Ignoring any reservation holding him back, Ju-n lifted his head to Michiyo’s chin, raising it till he leveled his eyebrows off with her own. He could feel his pulse increase as it was only a vapor now that held the two apart. A deep breath resonated while the space resting between them.. faded into no distance at all. Ju-n leaned forward as their lips interlocked with one another firmly – instilling a moment in the ill placed events of time. Though Ju-n could feel the shock in her bodily expression, he held the pose nonetheless. How could I refuse? He reasoned. Her glazed, cream lips were softer than the finest snow. They bound Ju-n in a trance he had experienced never before. Her scent, of fresh cherry blossoms and the most reddest of summer roses, it spun him into a whirlpool of splendid awe and wonder. Everything depicting the most purest of passion, should Ju-n ever be required to define it, this, by all means, this would be it. The touch created in this single moment, the emotion flushing through every vein in his body, the wind whistling in the air, the heavens, the earth: to Ju-n, it was all simply wonderful. Everything about her was wonderful.
Pulling away slowly – the distinct chap resonating when two lips depart – Ju-n rested his forehead against Michiyo’s. His eyes were closed for fear of her reaction. I have no fear to die now, Ju-n thought as he savored the moment, I’ve just been visited by heaven.
“Michiyo,” Ju-n winced open his eyelids to lock gaze with a pair of pearl, captivating pupils, “Michiyo.. I love you.”
Ju-n’s arms reached over to secure Michiyo in a whole-hearted hug. His hold, initially strong, weakened abruptly with an immediate drop on the shoulders of his now apparent love. His soul could withstand no more as his body exempted its last breath. Being unable to say the phrase again, but feeling the need to repeat, Ju-n simply muttered it in his mind, Michiyo, I love you. All was finally in place for him to depart this world and move on to the next. Whether his destination be yet another heaven, or perhaps a hell.
There, in the arms of Michiyo, Rakuran Ju-n, faithful friend and determined shinigami, had died. His status as Vice Captain concluding in one month.