To Undo it All

Chapter 2: Execution(Once Again)

'Meaning people are gonna get suspicious just from seeing me like this.' I understood.

'But what can we do? It's not like we can go back to using the false powers.'

'…Well, maybe we can?'

'Whadoyou-NO!'

'It might be our only option.'

'It aint an option!'

'We'll stop as soon as Aizen reveals himself?'

'Too damn long!'

'Hollow, we have no other choice.'

'YOU AIN'T THE ONE ABOUT TA GET SEALED, FUCKER!'

'He's right though, Shiro. I hate it as much as either of you, we'll only be suppressed throughout the fight with Byakuya and a little bit before and after. I don't plan on really keeping the whole 'from the future' thing a secret after Aizen is dealt with, and we only need to so he comes out of the shadows.'

'You mean from the closet.' Shiro growled. If he was in an ok enough mood to make a remark about someone's sexuality, then he was at least understanding of the situation.

'Thanks, Shiro. Sorry about this in advance.' He grunted in acknowledgement, and I mentally readied myself for another round of Yoruichi's teasing before going back to where I left her.

Rukia's execution would start in a few minutes. I calmed my breathing and steadied myself. Old Man Zangetsu just warned me that suppressing Shiro is essentially forcefully unbalancing my powers. I could feel Yoruichi staring at me in a combination of confusion and interest. I had informed her of what I was going to do in order to prevent Aizen from getting suspicious. My reiryoku went into freefall as Shiro was suppressed and I fell to a knee. The weight on my back shifted until it matched my false Shikai blade as the blade at my hip completely melted away.

'It is done.' Old Man confirmed.

'Now haul ass.' Shiro was close to seething, and I had to remind myself why I was suppressing my power. It took a few moments to get accustomed to my significantly weakened powers, but I sprinted to the exit of the cavern before shunpoing at my current fastest towards Sokyoku Hill. The sky turned orange as the Sokyoku was released from its seal. It screeched and dove at Rukia. I was in front of the raven-haired midget in an instant, with my hand holding the false blade of Zangetsu as the firebird slammed into it. There was no way that thing was as strong as a million zanpakuto. Sure, even the fake Zangetsu was powerful, but there was no way it could match a million zanpakuto. I looked over to Rukia, and had to restrain myself before I broke down. Thanks to Old Man Zangetsu feeding me memories, I smiled cockily.

"Hey." I greeted casually, as if I wasn't doing the impossible. I was used to doing the impossible anyway, so it wasn't too out of place. Rukia was frozen in shock. Then she began screaming.

'Oh, I remember this.'

'None of us noticed this last time: Why the fuck is the overgrown chicken just sittin there?'

'Interesting Question. Likely to provide an equally interesting answer should we ever find it.' Meanwhile, Rukia was still screaming.

"What's it going to take for you to finally realize?! You can't defeat my brother!" Shiro burst into laughter, and Old Man snorted. "He'll kill you for sure this time!" Shiro began laughing harder. "I'm not asking you or anyone else to rescue me! I'm resigned to my fate! GO AWAY!" With the reputation that thing got, how was she ignoring the fact that I stopped the Sokyoku with practically one hand? Hell, it was still-oh wait, it moved. I tilted my head to look at it as it reared back and screeched in rage. The pressure from the wave of sound was enough to make my weakened form stumble forward a step.