Bleach Mini Stories And Snippets

Title: Future Plans

Fandom: Bleach

Characters/Pairing: Isshin, Urahara

Word Count: 617

For: hellfaery on ao3

Warnings: Nothing

AN: Another story based in Walk The Edge world and we’re seeing hints as to what is going to happen in there. But this was fun. So I hope you enjoy!

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Isshin shifted as he watched Ichigo toss around his students, Sasuke cursing as he twisted and landed, sliding slightly along the ground before shooting forward. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Ichigo so happy,” he drawled to Urahara as he walked up to him.

Urahara smiled and tilted his head. “It’s quite fun to see how he has changed in the years since he came here,” he said. “Unwilling or not, he has carved a good life for himself.”

“I can’t help but think that he might have been held back from truly flourishing in our world,” Isshin mused, watching as Ichigo lead his sore and tired team through a series of stretches. Even Kakashi was doing them. “He couldn’t really be who he wanted to be. He was the ‘bad boy’, the ‘savior’. Never just ‘Ichigo’. Not outside of a select few,” he continued. “Even I saw him, in a lot of ways, as a warrior that had a hard path before him.”

“You were right about that, but the way you had gone about it…” Urahara trailed off. Shook his head. “The way I went about it to wasn’t the best. From what Shizune-san told me, Ichigo picked up the medical and seduction with startling ease,” he continued.

Isshin snorted, shaking his head as he turned from the group, looking at his friend. “Yeah, but Ichigo was always good at healing and making people wonder about their sexuality,” he drawled. “He just never showed it to most of those in the Seireitei. There’s a reason why they were blindsided by his changes when we arrived here.” Urahara snorted and shook his head again, leading his friend off, wandering through the training grounds and towards the village. “Do you think that he’ll ever come back?”

Urahara sighed and looked over to the side to where a beautiful oil slicked colored snake was sliding past them towards where Team Seven had been training. “No. Not really.” He looked to Isshin with a smile. “For a visit, oh yes, he will come to visit. But to stay? To live? No. He’s meant to be here. Even Reiō-sama has stated this. He is the one who will make it so that we can go back and forth once more. So souls can find their proper rest when they wish to go to the next level. I think they call it the Pure Lands here,” he continued.

Isshin sighed. Nodded once, sharply. “I will support whatever he wishes to do. We’ll just have to set up the inter-dimension transporters and the communications system on both sides,” he drawled. Urahara chuckled, tossing a bolt up and down in one hand. “I take it that you are already planning on doing that huh?” he asked, nodding to Keigo who was showing how he took care of his sniper rifle to a few nin’s.

“Yep,” Urahara drawled, watching Miruiro pulled out his whip care-taking kit and his favorite bullwhip next to Uryu, who just rolled his eyes and flipped a page in his book. “We’ll be mixing and mingling with this world that I have no doubt in a hundred years, the leaves that we are on the great tree will mix together and become one.”

“Couple hundred. We’ve spent over a few thousand apart, and then we split the demons off from the living world on top of the three layers of our world,” Isshin drawled, bumping shoulders with his friend. “We got time though.”

Urahara smirked as they joined their friends, Ichigo and his team walking up to join them. “That we do. That we do,” he hummed, reaching out to pet the snake wrapped around Naruto like a living shawl.