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Post by Kenji Urahara on Apr 2, 2024 18:07:29 GMT -6
Kenji shook his head. "Come on, dad...You did all you could for Kita. You tried to protect Kita and she could very much protect herself. But, you're telling me that you couldn't help me?!" Kenji felt himself growing frustrated which was an awful feeling to combine with his pain. "I don't get it. Fuck! Why was she more important?!"
"How do you get that? Do you know where I was being held while in Las Noches?" Kisuke asked his son.
Kenji lowered his head. "No. I don't. But what does that matter? You were able to help her and not me."
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Apr 2, 2024 18:36:45 GMT -6
"If blowing up the Eight Espada's lab--every chance I got--getting the hell beat out of me--every time I opened my mouth--and being tossed in a cell on my ear is helping your sister. I guess I am more talented than I thought."
Kisuke turned and faced his son. "I was collared. Just like all the other captives. I had a leash shoved so far up my ass Aizen knew what color my shit was for every day of the week. If I got close to your sister and even said boo to her, I got the hell beat out of me and questioned for 12 hours on what the hell I said to her."
Kisuke sighed, "I don't know who feed you all this bullshit about me helping Kita, but I could no more help her than I could help you. You both were on your own, and if you don't believe that ask Kita, and if you don't believe her." Kisuke sighed, "then I don't know what to tell you, Kenji."
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Post by Kenji Urahara on Apr 2, 2024 18:55:29 GMT -6
"But, how am I even supposed to know any of this? Whether any of what I was told was true?" Kenji looked at his father. "You don't talk to me. You wait until I'm like...THIS to tell me something." He snatched the hat from his father's head and threw it as far as his broken body would allow. "I'm right here! Don't go to your lab. Or go talk shop with Gin. Or drink your tea with Tessai. Talk to me! Please!"
Kenji felt his chest tighten. So he took as deep a breath as he could and pushed his back against the wall again. "It's like what Vale said. My body is twenty. But I'm...I'm still a twelve years old kid scared shitless and alone. I want my dad..."
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Apr 2, 2024 19:24:58 GMT -6
Kisuke chuckled, "You used to follow me everywhere, you and that rabbit, Barnaby, your sister got for you." He looked at his son, "I guess you're too old to do that now?"
“Why would I follow you now?” Kenji wiped away the tears falling from his eyes. “If the last few days back have proven anything…It’s that you can’t even spare a moment for me…” Kenji looked down at his broken arm. “I bet the only reason you came was because I couldn’t control my power…”
"No, I came because you were in trouble. Not because of your powers. You're never going to learn how to control them if someone steps in every time you try to use them, good or bad. And you can't use what has happened the last few days against me. We were jerked out of a major fight. A lot of people were badly hurt, and healers were needed. Then, we were jerked out of play and redirected again. I have not even had time for myself. I can't even remember the last time I ate everything is such a skew."
Kisuke sighed, "Kenji, look. Things have been crazy and in the last few days even crazier." He looked pointedly at his son. "Let's start over. Can we? Please? I want nothing more than to spend time with you, talk to you, and train with you, and hopefully now we can finally do that."
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Post by Kenji Urahara on Apr 3, 2024 13:47:53 GMT -6
Kenji slid down the wall and laid on his left side. "Fine...We can start over, I guess. Just...Don't actually start over. I don't think I want to actually be a kid again." Kenji sighed as he looked at his father. "You might look better though..." He smiled. "I think you should go get Tessai...I don't actually think I can make it home."
Kisuke nodded. "We'll be back quickly."
Kenji watched as his father got up and walked across the room. He picked his hat up off the floor before heading back toward his son. "Hey dad..." His father stopped and turned toward him. "Don't tell anyone it was Vale..."
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Apr 3, 2024 17:26:01 GMT -6
Kisuke adjusted his hat and looked at his son from under it. "I won't say anything. Though I can't promise anything about your sister. She felt what was going on here as well as I did and she wanted to come, so she could cheer you on in kicking his ass."
Kenji huffed casting his eyes down, "Yeah right."
Kisuke turned from his son, "She did--ask her when you get home." He smiled warmly. "I'll be back with Tessai in a bit." With that Kisuke disappeared from the old Tervaden residence.
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Post by Kenji Urahara on Apr 3, 2024 17:41:24 GMT -6
Kenji lay on the floor. He closed his eyes and waited until his father and Tessai came. At some point, while waiting, he fell asleep. He woke only when his father and Tessai lifted him from the ground. The men moved quickly, picking him up and getting him home. There his father and Tessai worked to set his arm before asking Kita and Yumiko to tend to the rest of his wounds. END RP "Breathe"
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Post by Seto Tetsuya on May 22, 2024 17:55:44 GMT -6
Bleach Unrated: REBOOTEDCurrent Arc: RejectionEpisode 441 "Rejection": Seto growled beneath his breath, wincing at his pain. He stood from his seat and stumbled to the closest wall to him. His head ached. It felt as though was someone was trying to crush his skull. "What the fuck?! he groaned. Suddenly, he could sense the one person he didn't want to sense here...Sousuke Aizen. Seto grabbed at his chest. A strange pain came over him...Like something was trying to bore its way through his chest. And, just as quickly as the pain came, it went. Seto rubbed his chest and questioned the pain. "What...." he whispered. He looked up and around his apartment. "What?..." Seto disappeared from his apartment. Moved
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Post by Seto Tetsuya on Jul 19, 2024 19:33:38 GMT -6
Bleach Unrated: REBOOTEDCurrent Arc: RejectionEpisode 488 "A Loss": Seto paced the length of his apartment as he gently rocked his small son in his arms. Kadaj was so small in his arms. Thankfully, his dark hair and violet eyes made him look more like his mother. "I wonder..." whispered Seto, wondering how if Kadaj would begin to look like him as he got older. He sighed as he continued to rock the baby in his arms. "I don't know where your mother is," began Seto. "But, we'll find her. I promise. We'll find her and I promise you...I'll do everything in my power to make sure she's safe. And, stays safe. Because she, more than anyone else, deserves it." "Knock knock." said Ide, as he gently shut the apartment door behind him. "Your door was unlocked..." he pointed behind him. "And, there's a lot of shit happening and-" "Quit cursing..." Ide smiled. "Sorry." He walked across he room until her was only a few feet from the man that was his father. "Kadaj, right?" Seto nodded. "What are you doing here, Ide? There is a lot happening. And, I need you safe...Away from all of this." "You told me to ring the bell, Seto." Ide shoved his hands in his pockets. "And, if you don't answer, to go to Urahara's Shop. You said that they could keep me safe if you couldn't." "I know I did. But, a lot of the drama going on involves the Uraharas. The Shop is still one of the safest places for you. But, I need you to stay home for a while. Away from the Shop...Away from here."
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Post by Ide Hasegawa on Jul 20, 2024 8:28:48 GMT -6
Ide huffed and hunched over. "Make up my mind man!" He shook his head. "The shop is where you should be. But, stay away from there. That's not helpful!"
"Ide..." groaned Seto. "I'm not good at this parenting thing. But, I do know how to keep people safe. I need you to trust me."
Nodding, Ide looked to the man who was his father. "Fine...I'll stay home. Mom...Would like to talk to you."
"Me? Why?"
"I don't know. She doesn't tell me everything." Ide shrugged. "But, she wants to talk to you. Imai-san will be there. So, be nice."
"Imai?" Seto bounced Kadaj in his arms. "Methuselah? How does your mother know Methuselah?"
"Why do you call him that?" asked Ide.
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Post by Seto Tetsuya on Jul 20, 2024 10:13:55 GMT -6
Seto chuckled. "I knew him as Imai first. Then Methuselah. I never asked why he chose to go by Methuselah." Looking at Ide, Seto smiled. "Do you want to hold him?" He chuckled when Ide hastily shook his head. "Alright. Alright. I'll go talk to your mother. But, it'll have to wait. Okay?"
"I'll tell her." mumbled Ide. He watched as Seto put the small baby in a bassinet. "Hey Seto...What happened?"
"What do you mean?"
"A couple of days ago, I got this weird feeling. About you... Then...I don't know. Like..Then there was the fight at school. And, it's been a crazy few days."
Seto nodded. "Come sit with me, Ide." Seto sat down on the couch as Ide walked over and sat beside him. He reached for Chinmoku and laid the blade across his lap. "I've missed so much of your life so far. And, part of me wants to believe that you are safer the further away from me you are. But, I've watched Kisuke and Gin with their sons. Both boys are far from where they should be. Their father's chose not to teach them about their power because they thought it would, in a way, protect them. But, Kenji is afraid of himself and Sojiro...I think he'll grow up thinking he's untouchable because of who his parents are."
"What's this got to do with me?" grunted Ide.
"Hear me out." Seto shook his head. "I've got two sons now. Both half Shinigami and human. I want you and your brother to be able to protect yourselves and not have to rely on me. Or Methuselah. Or the Uraharas." Seto sighed. "Kita's talents and power from the goddess, they're for her. There's no expectation that Kadaj will share in that. And, I don't want him to. His mother is human. If he has power, it'll be from me. The same goes for you. Whatever power you have, comes from me. I won't deny you any training, if you want it. Alright?"
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Post by Ide Hasegawa on Jul 20, 2024 10:32:42 GMT -6
Ide stared at his father for a few seconds then looked away. "Okay, I guess. But, Imai-san is already training me. And, it's boring." He tilted his head back with a groan. "It's mostly reading and theory."
"Nothing in practice?" smirked Seto.
"No!" groaned Ide. "Why is so boring?!"
"That's Methuselah for you. One must first understand the mechanics of it before putting it into practice."
Ide shook his head. "Well it's boring. And, you should totally let me train with you!"
"Oh fuck off, kid." laughed Seto.
"You're confusing!" shouted Ide before covering his mouth with his hands. He looked over to make sure he hadn't disturbed his brother. "You just said that you wouldn't deny my training!"
"And, I'm not." Seto smiled. "You said you're already being trained by Methuselah. When it comes to understanding how things work, you have no better teacher. I'll talk to him, and join in on your training. But, you're in good hands, Ide. However boring it may be...."
Ide groaned and fell onto his back on the couch. "No fair."
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Post by Seto Tetsuya on Jul 23, 2024 6:02:44 GMT -6
"How about this," Seto gave a slight nod as he shifted on the couch. "I'll see if I can get the Urahara boy to train you. You'll get some training...Urahara style...and he'll probably appreciate having a sparing partner."
"Yeah but-" Ide looked over his shoulder at the bassinet as the baby started to cry. He watched as his father got up and walked over and picked up the baby. "You're good at this, I think."
"I know how to take care of babies, Ide."
"Like I'd know..." Ide snickered.
Seto looked at his son with narrowed eyes. "Funny...You're a smartass, you know that."
"I am my mother's child." Ide said with a smile.
"Speaking of your mother, " Seto walked back over to the couch and sat down. "Does she know you're here?"
"Yeah..."
"Ide?"
"She knows," grunted Ide. "She sent. I told me that I felt bad about seeing all of what was happening at the school and couldn't help. She said that I talk to you about it."
Seto grabbed his zanpakuto and held it out again. "Take it."
"What?"
"Take it..."
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Post by Ide Hasegawa on Aug 4, 2024 6:16:33 GMT -6
Ide reached for the blade but stopped just before he touched it. "I'm not a fighter...Dad. Imai keeps trying. And, it's not like I'm afraid to fight. I can. I just don't like to."
"So, why do you want me to train you?" asked Seto. "If it's a matter of simply wanting to spend time with me, we can do that outside of training." Seto sighed as he looked at his son. There was a sadness in the boy's eyes. He set his blade to the table beside them. "Ide...i'm never going to discourage you from speaking your mind with me. Hell you asked me twenty questions the first day we met. But, don't be afraid to speak your mind with me."
"I'm not..." Ide nodded. "Would you be disappointed if I were more like mom and not like you."
Seto shook his head. "No. Not at all. Anything that takes you out of harms way...I'm alright with that."
Ide nodded again. He watched as his father got up and began to pace the room with the smallest of his son's in his arms. "So, why are you trying to get me to touch your sword huh?"
"Because...It would tell me if you were ready for one of your own."
"And, if I'm not?
"Then, you're just a plain ol' boring ass human. And, I'd love you all the same." Seto smiled as he continued to pace the room.
Ide smiled.
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Post by Seto Tetsuya on Aug 4, 2024 6:27:17 GMT -6
"Listen, Ide. Shinigami are much more than sword swinging maniacs. Zanjutsu is fun and powerful. But there's more to us than that. There's also Kido. Which can be offensive and defensive. Luckily I am a master at both of those things."
"Oh you're good at something?" smirked Ide.
"Smartass..." Seto smiled again. "I am a Kido master. There are many that proficient. But, not many masters. In fact," Seto mumbled as he counted. "I think there's only about eight of us total. Which doesn't make sense. Let's see..."
"There's you..."
"Yes...me." said Seto. "Kyoraku, Ukitake, Urahara,"
"Like Urahara's Shop Urahara?!" said Ide, in shock. He turned around to look at his father.
"Not Kenji, his son. The older, dumber looking one."
Ide chuckled.
"Aizen, Hirabayashi, Rukia Kuchiki, Ise...Ryouma....Oh and banana hammock!"
"Who?!"
Seto laughed. "Byakuya Kuchiki. He's an excellent man and an even better Captain. But, for fucks sake, he is a massive stick in the mud."
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