Name: Miyuki (Miyu for friends) Tsukiko (first, last)
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Looks: Long white hair usually braided, light blue eyes, light skin, a little short but has a good build her chest is slightly bigger then normal.
Race: Human with strong healing and barrier powers.
Extra: Doesn't know anything about Shinigami stuff but she can see ghosts, she never goes to school since ironically she is always sick (ironically since she is a healer), she believes anyone should have a second chance, yet she doesn't like people who hurts others, at first she hates Grimmjow because of the belief.
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"Miyu!" someone called out from down the street. The older teen turned around and watched as Orihime Inoue ran towards her.
"Oh, good morning, Orihime," Miyuki greeted.
"Morning! How are you feeling today?"
"Better, thank you."
"It's so weird, you excel at basic medicine and helping others heal, but you're always sick."
Miyuki smiled. "Maybe its because I'm always around sick people."
"Huh, maybe?"
Miyuki stood outside the gate with Orihime, Chad, Uryuu, and Rukia for a while, talking, when Ichigo Kurosaki walked over to them covered in bandages. "Hey, Miyu, think you can help Ichigo?" Orihime asked.
"I don't need anyone's damn help," Ichigo muttered walking past them.
"Yeah right," Uryuu shot back.
Ichigo just glared at the young man. "Miyu?" Orihime pushed.
"If he doesn't want help then I won't help an unwilling patient," Miyuki answered. "I'll see you after school, I have some errands to run."
It was the end of the day when Orihime went a separate way home. Miyuki walked by herself into a park since it was a shortcut to her apartment. She was halfway through it when there was a large explosion. Miyuki threw up her arms to protect her face from the flying pieces of dirt and wood. When it died down she ran into a clearing where people were gathered around a large hole in the ground.
Two figures emerged from the large hole and stood in front of the crowd. Miyuki's eyes widened in horror.
Now, for as long as Miyuki can remember she's always been able to see the souls of the dearly departed. It's been a secret her whole life, and right now Miyuki knew she was staring at two very dangerous spirits.
"You asked for it!" the large one exclaimed.
"RUN AWAY!" Miyuki screamed. The crowd turned to face her, but they were too late. The large spirit began to suck out their souls, making their lifeless bodies drop to the ground.
"Yuck, they tasted disgusting," the large one stated when he was done.
"Fool, they were trash, of course they didn't taste good," spoke the smaller companion.
"Hey, that one is still standing." Their attention was on Miyuki who stood frozen in place. The large one growled. "Girl, why are you still standing?" A bead of sweat dripped down the side of her face, eyes still staring at the men in fear. "Insolent brat!"
The large man sucked in again and the air around her whipped into a frenzy. Miyuki's hands shot up, trying to keep her hair and dirt out of her face. The man stopped, and stared at the teen in confusion. "What the hell?" he exclaimed, irritated.
"Idiot, if you would only observe your opponent before attacking then you would see that she is protected by a barrier," spoke the smaller man in a monotone voice.
"Barrier, huh, then let's see you stand this you little pest!" The large men threw a cero at Miyuki. It was so large and coming so fast she had no hope of avoiding it.
"MIYUKI!" someone screamed as she was covered in the red light. "NO!" Orihime screamed.
"Stay back, Orihime!" Chad warned.
The large man only laughed. "Not so tough now, huh?" he asked.
The dust and smoke began to clear and what was in front of them shocked all, even the smaller one, who had an expressionless face, was unable to mask it. Miyuki stood in a crater, untouched. She looked up at the spirits with the same look of fear in her eyes. "Huh?" the large man exclaimed.
"Lord Aizen will be very interested in this," spoke the smaller one, finally recovered from the shock.
"What, we're taking her with us? But Ulquiorra-!"
"That's enough, Yammi," Ulquiorra cut the man off. "Our target is still the same, but we have another objective." The young man's eyes locked with Miyuki's. "Take the human girl by force."
"No!" Orihime yelled and Chad lunged forward. He was easily defeated and soon after Ichigo rushed in wearing odd clothing.
What the heck is going on? Miyuki asked herself. Who are these people, and why are Chad and Ichigo displaying these abilities?
Ichigo was then slammed into the ground. Knowing her two friends in trouble, Orihime turned to Miyuki and yelled, "Run!"
The older teen was snapped from her trance and ran the opposite way, through the trees. Ulquiorra noticed this. "Yammi, deal with this trash," he instructed. Orihime saw Ulquiorra getting ready to go after Miyuki and threw an attack at him, distracting the spirit.
Miyuki pumped her legs running as fast as she could, lungs weak from getting over her sickness. She ran into her house and slammed the door shut behind her. Miyuki pressed her back against the door and slid down it to the floor, clutching her head. What the heck is going on?
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"Those spirits are gone for now, but they will come back... possibly," Orihime said to Miyuki. The teen's arm was wrapped in a cast and her head as well from the injuries she sustained.
"I... I see..." Miyuki answered.
"Miyu, can you... can you see spirits?"
Miyuki nodded. "Always."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't think you'd understand."
"Well, those guys aren't going to come back here. Ichigo, Chad, and I will do everything to protect you."
Miyuki smiled. "Thanks."
Orihime left the apartment and was met by Ichigo and Urahara. "Are you sure it was wise to not tell Miyuki what's really going on?" Ichigo asked the man.
"Yes, Orihime has already told us how easily she gets sick," Urahara answered. "Her body wouldn't be able to handle this. Besides, she does not give off a lot of spiritual pressure, so she should be safe, unless an Arrancar just happens to wander past her house." Urahara put a reassuring hand on Orihime's shoulder. "We will still do everything we can to protect her."
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Miyuki went to bed early one night because she felt drained. She wasn't getting sick, just stressed from what had occurred two weeks ago. Every time she saw a spirit it freaked her out. Miyuki wrapped herself in the bed sheets, comfortable in her light blue boxers and loose grey tank top, and started to fall asleep. That is until there was a large explosion.
Miyuki jolted upright in bed, looking over at the window. There was a flash of red and then another, and another. They seemed to be getting closer. Miyuki ran towards her door when something shot into her room from the window, shattering the glass and wood. Miyuki's wide eyes met sadistic ice blue ones as the man grabbed her around the waist. "You're coming with me," he spoke in a rough voice before shooting through the ceiling.
Miyuki screamed as he threw her over a shoulder. "Let her go!" Ichigo yelled.
"I don't think so, Soul Reaper," the man answered. "I'm here on orders."
"Hand her over, or else," Ichigo threatened, readying his weapon.
The man cracked his free fingers. "Bring it!"
They attacked each other, but careful not to hurt Miyuki. Then the man slammed his fist into Ichigo's cheek and the Shinigami flew into the ground. The man holding Miyuki laughed sadistically. "Ichigo!" Miyuki yelled. Then she began to fight back. "Let me go!"
"Watch it!" the man yelled, gripping her tighter.
"No!" Miyuki kicked, hit, and clawed at the man.
"Idiot, you're fifty feet in the air!"
"I! Don't! Care!" A bright white light came from Miyuki's body, sending the man flying. Miyuki began to fall towards the ground. She screamed.
"Hold on!" Ichigo yelled, getting to his feet. He shot in the air towards Miyuki, but was kicked away by the Arrancar.
"Back off, Soul Reaper!" he snarled, turning towards the falling human. He grabbed her falling form, throwing her back over his shoulder. "Don't even think about do that again," he warned.
"Stop hurting him! Please!" she begged.
"Why should I?"
"If you stop hurting Ichigo... I will go with you, willingly."
The Arrancar smirked at Miyuki. "Hear that Soul Reaper? For some reason this girl wants to save your sorry ass! You're off the hook... for now."
"Grimmjow!" Ichigo yelled. "Put her down!" Grimmjow only laughed and disappeared into a black hole taking Miyuki with him. "Miyuki!" Ichigo yelled.
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"Ulquiorra, is this the human you were talking about?" Aizen asked when Grimmjow presented Miyuki.
"Yes, Lord Aizen," Ulquiorra answered.
"What is your name?"
"Miyuki Tsukiko," the girl answered in a small voice.
"I've been told you have an interesting power, Miyuki. Care to share?"
"Not really," she answered, not meeting his eyes.
"Maybe a demonstration then. Grimmjow, step away." The Espada obeyed. "Ulquiorra..."
"As you wish, Lord Aizen." Ulquiorra pointed a finger at Miyuki and a green cero began to form. Miyuki's eyes widened as the attack grew. Ulquiorra fired, encasing the girl in green light. Grimmjow's eyes widened. If Aizen wanted the girl why was he trying to kill her? When the light died Miyuki stood in the same place, unharmed.
"Interesting," Aizen murmured. "Do you have any other powers?" Miyuki didn't answer, only stare at Ulquiorra. "Answer me, Miyuki, or I will force it out of you." Miyuki turned her attention back to Aizen, and still didn't answer. "Tousen."
The blind man rushed forward, zanpakuto drawn. Grimmjow didn't know why he did it, but he moved forward, raising an arm to deflect the attack. Tousen retracted his blade, leaving a large gash in the Espada's skin. "Are you stopping me from carrying out orders, Grimmjow?" Tousen asked in a dangerous voice.
"I just don't think it's a fair fight," Grimmjow answered. "She's only a human and you're a Soul Reaper after all."
Miyuki looked at the blood dripping from Grimmjow's arm. She gripped his wrist, placing her other hand over the wound. Grimmjow looked down at the older teen. "What the heck are you-?"
Grimmjow's skin began to pull itself together and mend. When Miyuki stepped back the cut was gone. Her hands dropped behind her, hands clasping together. "Very interesting," Aizen mused. "I think you're stronger than our initial target. You are to stay here in Hueco Mundo from now on."
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"Damn this pisses me off," Grimmjow grumbled as he walked down the hall, hands shoved in his pockets. A few weeks had passed since Miyuki was brought to Hueco Mundo, and he had been put in charge of the girl. "She doesn't talk, barely eats, and never answers to anything."
Grimmjow continued to mumble some profanities as he rounded the corner to Miyuki's room. However, what he found was the door ripped off its hinges, all dented up, and lying in a heap in the middle of the hallway. "Damn it!" he growled again, walking towards the room.
"Aw, come on, talk to me," an Arrancar teased at Miyuki. "Why does Lord Aizen like you so damn much?" Miyuki didn't answer, only sitting in her chair silently. "Come on, show me your power."
A laugh came from the shadows of the room and Nnoitra stepped out. "She's a quiet one, isn't she?" he asked his Fracción.
"Oh yes, very."
Miyuki's eyes held sheer terror as she looked into the Espada's eyes. His hand shot out, gripping her jaw tightly. "Come on," Nnoitra spoke in a deadly manner. One fingernail trailed down Miyuki's jaw line slowly. Her body began to shake in fear. "Give me a scream."
Nnoitra threw Miyuki to the side, making her take the chair with her. The object crashed through the room, splintering into pieces. Miyuki tumbled across the ground before finally catching herself and quickly backing up into the nearest wall. Nnoitra and his Fracción's laughs rang throughout the room.
"Aw, look, you scared her, master," the Fracción spoke.
The jolt from being thrown loosened Miyuki's braid and now strands of hair spilled out of the band into her face. Her terrified blue eyes looked through them at the Arrancars, body noticeably shivering as cold sweat ran down her face.
"Come on!" the Fracción yelled, pulling on Miyuki's braid harshly. "You heard my master, give him a scream!"
"I suggest you step away from her now," a dangerously low voice came from the doorway. Nnoitra and the Fracción turned and saw Grimmjow standing in it.
"Stay the hell out of this, Grimmjow," Nnoitra spat. "She's our prey."
The Espada moved so fast that he slammed Nnoitra's face into the wall. "She's not yours to take," he snarled in the man's ear.
"How dare you!" the Fracción yelled, pulling on Miyuki's hair as she moved. A barrier exploded from the human, throwing the woman across the room and into a wall. She snarled. "You're dead!"
Miyuki pushed harder against the wall, wishing it would just swallow her up. The Fracción went to attack, but Nnoitra was thrown into her path. "I suggest you both leave, now."
The Fifth Espada glared at Grimmjow, blood dripping down his face from the multiple cuts. "You'll regret doing that, Grimmjow," he snarled before they both left.
"Feh," the man scoffed, looking over a shoulder at the door as he walked towards Miyuki. "Don't worry about them. They're all talk and no action." He looked down at the human as he stopped. "You know you could've stopped them. Why didn't you fight back?"
She didn't answer only stare at the doorframe as if it was going to attack her at any moment. Grimmjow crouched in front of her. "Hey," he said, reaching out to shake her out of it. When his hand touched her shoulder he found her shivering in fear. "Shit," he muttered. Grimmjow stood up, looking over at the bed. He grabbed the comforter and wrapped it around her shoulders lifting the older teen from the ground. "Damn, what the hell did they do to you before I got here?"
Miyuki didn't answer as the Espada carried into his a few halls over. He set the girl on the bed, raking a hand through his hair. He wasn't good at these kinds of things, not knowing what to do.
"Uh, listen, you could, um, stay here I guess. Nnoitra won't bother you if you're with me." Miyuki only stared at the wall across from her. Grimmjow sighed. "You're not making this easy, you know?" Still nothing.
Grimmjow huffed. First, the man pulled the sheet tighter around Miyuki's body. Second, he climbed on the bed behind the human, grabbed a cord from the night table, and tied back her long white hair in a ponytail. Third, Grimmjow stood in front of Miyuki again noticing her bruising jawline from where Nnoitra had grabbed her.
"I'll be right back." The Espada rushed from the room only to return a few seconds later with an icepack in hand. "Here."
Miyuki stared at it absently. Grimmjow bent down so he was at eyelevel. His fingertips lightly touched the cheek, startling the older teen from her trance. "Hey," he whispered, afraid she might break. "It's okay. They're gone. You're safe now." Grimmjow lightly touched the icepack to the bruise, making Miyuki shiver. "You shouldn't let people push you around like that, you know. You should fight back. You have that barrier, don't you?"
"I don't like fights," she whispered.
"Why? It's a thrill."
"I don't like it when people hurt each other."
"Then what the hell are you doing here?"
"You brought me here, remember?" Miyuki asked, a very small smile pulling at her lips.
Grimmjow grinned widely at the reaction. "Finally, some emotion from you. I was starting to think you were like Ulquiorra."
"Hardly, I just... don't feel like I belong here."
"Because you don't." Grimmjow sat on the edge of the bed next to the older teen, as she took the ice pack from him and held it by herself. "You're only a human with a lot of power, but you don't have the personality to match it."
"Sorry..."
"Feh, nothing you can do about it."
They sat in silence for a while before Miyuki asked, "Why did you save me?"
Grimmjow cocked an eyebrow, looking at her from the corner of his eyes. "Would you rather I didn't?"
Miyuki's gaze lowered to the floor, bangs covering her eyes. "No."
"Why do you ask?"
"No reason."
"There has to be a reason because you asked me."
Miyuki was silent for a few minutes before saying, "We're two very different people. You're hotheaded, stubborn, and aggressive. I'm quiet, peaceful, and content." The older teen looked up at the Espada. "I just can't see why you're associating with me is all."
Miyuki had stumped Grimmjow. Why was he associating with her? Why did he exactly come to her rescue? The man fell back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "Maybe because I don't like those who are weaker to be picked on by those who are clearly stronger."
"You do that sometimes."
"But when I physically go after them it's a fair fight," he said, turning to look her in the eyes.
"You're a strange person, Grimmjow."
Grimmjow was silent. "How about we make a deal?"
"A deal?"
"Yeah."
"What kind of deal?"
"How about I'll protect you if you have my back whenever I'm in battle."
"But I can't fight."
"You can create barriers when you're in danger and heal. That's more than enough." Grimmjow sat up, looking at Miyuki. "So, what do you say?"
Miyuki thought about it and then smiled. "Sure."
"Good."
Miyuki then leaned forward towards Grimmjow's hollow mask and sealed the deal with a kiss.