Bandage it in Paper (Bleach OC-Centric Fanfic)

Chapter 12 | The Owl, The Lizard, The Snake

Fuyuko was unlikely to bother her again, as Lyn assumed being a 'sponsored student' in the outer Rukongai students' eyes meant that they had either seen her with Akon – or Fuyuko smelt him – and that meant they thought that causing trouble with her wasn't worth it. Lyn assumed quite a few students were being sponsored by notable families and those who had connections to more high-ranked Shinigami. But she certainly hadn't seen any other canon Shinigami around besides Akon and Aizen so far. Regardless, she wasn't about to look that particular gift horse in the mouth.

Without threats from fellow students distracting her, Lyn was able to focus her time on receiving treatment and advice from – tormenting – Akon and training harder than she might have without the insistence of her smaller zanpakuto spirit. Though, she had to admit she wasn't putting her all into it. The weight of both of her blades was eerily natural in her palms, like an extension of her limbs. It was just too bad the limbs they were attached to still weren't experts at wielding them in any capacity, but at least they could give her some tips. It was – according to them, hard to be a weapon without knowing at least an inkling of some of the optimal ways to be stabbed, thrusted, and slashed. Like how a human knows how far back their arm bends before it hurts, and how to shift their weight to put more power into their punches. If they were physically competent that is. Unlike Lyn.

However, Lyn hadn't tried wielding them together yet. One, because they refused to be used together, telling her to either use one or the other out of pure spitefulness. Two, because she might actually just slice open herself with how clumsy she could be – remember, physically incompetent.

A natural kido practitioner she was not either, but it was still a very shiny silver lining out of her entire dying situation.

"I don't think you'll ever be able to cast more stable structured kido, like barriers and seals, with your abnormal reiryoku. But you'll be able to make decent progress over the next few decades," Akon explained through a cigarette between his teeth. "And quit overdoing it – you're going to end up looking like you stuck your hands in an oven at this rate."

"Yeah, well, I already look like I went through a blender, so I might as well go through a few more kitchen appliances to complete the look." She had already acquired a few small burn scars on her hands, but it didn't seem like much on top of the soul-tearing ones already covering them.

Akon groaned, letting his head loll back. "I've got more work to do these days, so at least try to keep your extra Byakurai and Hainawa training till the end of each fortnight."

"Orrr, you could teach me kaido," Lyn suggested.

"Your reiatsu is too unstable for that – and do not test it on anything you enjoy the company of. You might do more damage to the sight of the wound or spread your condition."

"I could spread it?!" As she tried firing off a Byakurai at her target without any chant, her lack of experience and concentration was immediately rewarded with injury.

"Yes, they might suffer from unpredictable bouts of stupidity."

Lyn turned to stick her tongue out at him while holding back tears and shaking out her crispy fingertips.

Akon sighed and healed her hands.

Lyn flexed her digits, and stared at Akon for a few moments before asking, "Since you're done recording data for today, want to go get food?"

Akon gave her a flat look. "Don't I already feed you enough?"

"I mean, like, down in District 1, Junrinan. We could get street food or something." Lyn immediately felt self-conscious after asking and shrugged. "Or not, if you're busy. I just haven't been off academy grounds yet."