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Sweat fell from my body in tiny rivulets as I stood shirtless with my sword drawn, pointing at the third, fourth, and fifth seats of squad 7. I gasped for air held my katana horizontally across my body in a defensive stance.

This morning, Sajin had told me that I would fight the members of his squad, and those whom I was able to defeat would decide my rank within the division. There were 250 squad members, most of whom were wielding shikai. I was able to breeze through the first hundred members without breaking a sweat. The next 145 members were a little more of a workout and were actually able to do some damage; my shirt had suffered the consequences of my careless actions. Soon, all that remained were the fifth, fourth, and third seats; not mentioning Lieutenant Iba

The fifth seat rushed me with his shikai, a large chakram with flaming spikes, and threw it straight at my face. I slashed at it with Kagami, still sealed, and deflected it into the ground. I took the opportunity to perform a 360 spin slash and dropped the man with the back of my blade. I didn't see the fourth seat sneak up beside me and use his shikai, a spear with projectile tip, to attempt to impale my back. I screamed in pain as it missed its mark and grazed my ribs. I grabbed the chain connecting the spearhead to the shaft and yanked hard on it, bringing the man closer to me and my outstretched fist. There was a satisfying crack as I broke his nose. He grunted and back-flipped away, taking his spear with him.

"Are you okay?" I called as he held a hand up to the bloody wreck that was his mangled nose.

He waved a hand and then bent over to spit up a bit of blood.

Sighing, the member of squad 4 went to the man and escorted him away to deal with his injuries, dragging the unconscious fifth seat with him.

Smiling in apology, I turned my attention back to the remaining person.

The third seat had yet to use his shikai and stood, waiting for me to make the first move. This guy was not going to rush in blindly like everyone else. I closed the gap, leaving about 20 feet between the two of us.

"Why are you holding back?" I asked the guy.

"Because I don't need my shikai to beat a new initiate of our squad," the man said, still not out of breath.

"What if said initiate had shikai?" I asked, smiling, already bringing my sword up in front of me.

"That is preposterous; it takes years to learn shikai," the arrogant man scoffed.

The members of squad seven hadn't attended the program or the ceremony. As it was their grounds being used, they had been in charge of maintenance. Therefore, they had missed my show and tell project.

"Not if you have good ears," I said, placing my fingertips against the blade.

The guy just shot me a blank look.

"Mimic and control, Heiwa-Tekina Kagami!" I shouted as my fingers ran the length of the blade.

My blade became shrouded in a copper light and split down the middle all the way to the hilt. The blades bulged outward in the center and finally two lengths of red rope fell from the handles.

The guy's jaw dropped to the floor as he took in my shikai. He didn't even register the sword flying straight toward his face until it barely nicked his cheek. A single bead of ruby liquid ran down his face and hit the ground with a nearly silent plop. His eyes widened in surprise and then narrowed in anger.

"Fine then; spread your venom, Sh?ki no fureiru!" His sword glowed with a sickly purple aura and reshaped itself into a small flail, emitting a strange vapor from its spikes. He swung the sphere above his head by a chain before sending it flying towards me.

"Launch!" I exclaimed, pointing to the air directly above me. The black sphere materialized right as the flail wrapped itself around me, forcing my arms to my sides. The mist started to circulate around me but was sucked up into the sphere; a purple star appeared in the middle.

"I take it from your release command that the vapor is poison?" I asked.

The man didn't notice that the sphere had taken all of the vapors away from me. "Yes it is. It is a nuerotoxin that first paralyzes all motor control, then it makes its way to the vital parts of your body; I don't have to worry about it ever running out because it is constructed completely from my reiatsu. Looks like it is over for you kid.

"Completely from your Reiatsu you say?" I asked, smiling widely. "Perfect!"

Before the guy could voice his thoughts, I spiked my spiritual pressure enough for the chains to loosen and flash stepped behind the man.

"I guess I should tell you about Heiwa-Tekina Kagami's ability then," I said as he turned around to face me, unaware that even more of his miasma was being absorbed into the sphere, now above his head, causing the purple star to swell. "Kagami's ability allows her to absorb reiatsu from anything and use it as she sees fit; she can heal with it and replenish strength OR she can use it against someone in an attack at twice the strength it was initially used at. All it takes is the command, FIRE!" I pointed my sword at his chest and instantly a white fog wrapped itself around the man, cutting off his immediate supply of oxygen. He somersaulted away from the fog, and made it away from the worst of the blast. He landed on his feet, but then his arms went slack. He looked at me before smiling.

"Not bad." He gasped for a bit and then fell down, unconscious and paralyzed by his own poison.

I dismissed the orb and returned my sword to its sealed state. My legs buckled, and I hit the ground with an, "Oomph_."_ I caught my breath as Sajin, Iba, and everyone else came around me in a giant circle. I smiled weakly at everyone, and then beamed at Sajin before falling onto my back and passing out.

***Change of View***

Sajin stared at the unconscious boy in front of him with a smile on his face.

"This kid is really something; only two days with shikai and he is already stronger than our third, fourth, and fifth seats combined. He doesn't even have bankai, and he can already stand up to a captain for a while. If he keeps improving at this rate, he will probably get the chance to go to the royal guard in the next couple of years," Iba said. He chuckled as Hiroshi started to snore slightly before saying, "Although he should probably sleep for a bit."

Sajin silently nodded in agreement before bending down to pick up his sleeping lover and taking him to a shady spot to rest until he woke.

Sajin laid the boy down and sat beside him for a while, thinking about all of the recent events. If someone had come to him and told him that all of these things would transpire, he would have written the person off as a perverted psychopath; but as things were right now, he didn't think he had ever been happier. He tucked a stray piece of hair from Hiroshi's sleeping face and then got up to return to his squad.

He heard a murmured whining coming from Hiroshi's direction and chuckled a little bit as he saw what had happened. Goro had decided to step closer but hadn't guessed that Hiroshi would get him in a bear-grip. Goro looked at Sajin with pleading eyes but he merely shrugged lightly and left the two alone.

With a sigh, Goro let his head dro, and waited for the boy to wake up.

***Change of View***

A wet, sandpaper-like object ran up and down my face several times before my eyes reluctantly opened. Goro was staring down at me, panting. When he saw that I was awake, he let out a happy bark.

I smiled at him and then realized my arms were wrapped around him. I let him go, and he was gone before I could blink.

"Good to see you too," I said in confusion. "What's this?" I said, picking up a piece of paper on the ground next to me.

Hiroshi,

When you wake up, come see me at my quarters.

Sajin Komamura.

I smiled briefly and wiped off the excess slobber before getting up. I walked around the compound, making my way to Sajin's quarters. On the way, I ran into some people who smiled and waved at me friendlily. I smiled back and said hi to a few people I thought I recognized. I made it to Sajin's quarters without much difficulty. I knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Sajin said.

I opened his door and saw Sajin sitting behind his massive desk, writing up a few papers. Iba was standing next to him, whispering something into his ear. He looked up at me and smiled softly.

"Finally awake?" he asked, finishing up the last of a pile of paperwork.

Goro yipped happily beneath the desk.

"You can thank Goro for that," I sighed. "He can be quite persistent."

Sajin chuckled lightly and rubbed Goro's head between his ears. "Yes, he certainly can be." He smiled at Goro a bit longer and then went back to business. "You were able to successfully defeat all of the members of the seventh division, excepting Lieutenant Iba and myself. As discussed earlier, your rank was decided by the skill you showed and the people you were able to subdue. So with this in mind, I would like to officially welcome you to the Seventh Division, 3rd seat Hiroshi Osamu." Sajin finished the proclamation with a gleam of pride in his eyes.

Lieutenant Iba piped up with a devious smile. "That is, unless you want to challenge me for Lieutenant's seat."

I backpedaled, "I'm good!" I exclaimed, frantically waving my arms back and forth.

Iba laughed at my obvious discomfort and Sajin graced us with his deep-throated chuckle; even Kagami laughed.

Everyone calmed down eventually, and Iba spoke up, "How about we have a celebration in honor of our new 3rd seat?"

"You are just looking for an excuse to consume your body weight in sake aren't you Lieutenant Iba?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.

Iba gave a look of mock horror. "I would never do something like that," he said.

"Says the man already reaching for the jug of sake hidden in his captain's desk," I said, pointing a finger at his hiding spot.

"Rat!" Iba grumbled under his breath, but he smiled at the joke.

"Don't be sore Tetsuzaemon, I already knew about it," Sajin said, ruffling my hair as he walked past. "I am going to get dressed then. Spread the word to the squad. If you want, you can tell everyone." he said as he disappeared and headed off to the bathroom to shower.

Iba sighed, "Guess I better get going." He too ruffled my hair as well before leaving. "Good going kid, but if you sell me out like that again, we're gonna have an issue," Iba jokingly threatened.

"I guess I will have to make it up to you with some food?" I laughed at him.

I could see his silhouette through the door and could just make out a rude finger-gesture aimed in my direction.

I walked into Sajin's room and found him standing naked on the other side of the bed, slowly putting on a pair of pants. He must have known I was there because, at that moment, he bent over to get his shirt.

Smiling, I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his stomach as he stood back up.

"So, I don't think I ever got the chance to thank you for last night," I whispered, smiling deviously up at his questioning glance.

He smiled down at me. "Oh?"

Smiling, I started to rub and palm at Sajin's sheath. I watched as it started to fill out and swell under the attention I was giving it. The red tip was just beginning to peek out of the folds of his sheath when he used a hand to stop me.

He cupped my cheek with his other hand and rubbed his thumb in circles just underneath my eye.

"Why don't we wait until tonight? We don't want to keep the people waiting any longer than necessary," Sajin whispered in my ear.

I smiled up at him innocently. "Fine, but I will hold you to that," I said, as I ran my hand through the fur covering his balls.

Sajin mumbled something about teenage hormones and rabbits, but I couldn't really hear the entire statement because at that moment a knock came from the door to his quarters.

"Message from squad 11 to the Captain of Squad 7!" A deep voice said from the other side of the door.

A pit grew in my stomach, and it took a good chunk of willpower not to puke.

Sajin looked at me questioningly for a second, and then it sank it for him too.

"Shit, I was hoping he might have forgotten," I said, still fighting the bile rising from my stomach.

"You don't have to go through with it," Sajin said as he returned, carrying a small scroll with my name on it.

"If I don't, the psycho will probably track me down and jump me. If I do it this way, at least I am guaranteed medical attention," I replied as he opened up the scroll. He let out a sigh before showing me the scroll:

Hey Koma-Koma,

It's Yachiru, Kenny asked me to let you know that he was waiting to play with Hiro! He said to meet at the Squad 11 training area; don't worry, he said he already contacted squad 4 and a representative will be here shortly. You two made Kenny so excited. I can't wait to see the fight!!!!!!!!! You should show up in an hour or two. Kenny will get impatient.

Yachiru.

P.S.

If Hiro is reading this, DON'T FORGET MY CANDIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I let out an exasperated sigh and went to Sajin's bed where my Shihakush? was laid out. Sajin had given it to me that morning, and I had decided to wait until after the fighting to put it on. I looked up at him and smiled.

"It looks like it is time to break this in, wouldn't you say?" I asked, doing my best to keep the feeling in my stomach in my stomach.

Sajin didn't look fooled but smiled sadly. "If you say so; I will be right there if you need help." He finished by cupping my cheek and kissing me gently on the forehead.

I strapped Heiwa-Tekina Kagami to my waist and followed Sajin out the door and to the squad 11 barracks.

***Change of View***

Heiwa-Tekina Kagami was standing around in the open space that was her home when she felt something change in the air. She turned around and saw something disturbing the water in the pond. She walked over to it and gasped as something jumped from the now turbulent water and landed in front of her.

"Who are you?" she asked, already grabbing the swords attached to her sides.

"I'm hurt. How could you not recognize your own master? It's me, Hiroshi," Hiroshi's voice sounded, but something was off. It had an echo, and overall it just sounded evil, twisted, and sadistic. "His better half anyway."

As the words faded from hearing, the slumped figure stood up, and Kagami almost screamed. The thing looking at her was Hiroshi, but it was a more twisted and disgusting version of her master. The normal golden eyes were now a sickly yellow, and right in the middle of his chest was a giant hole.