LOVE IS (NOT) DEAD

Chapter 2: DEATH IS (NOT) THE END - 2

A/N: Ok so I'm going to let you guys know that for now, the first arc of this story is Jaune adjusting to the life of a shinigami, however, after that, I don't want to just dive right into the TYBW Arc, instead I want Jaune to face some other type of enemy before the Quincys/Sternritter.

Now, I have two options on who I want Jaune to face but I want to get your guys opinion. Jaune can either:

A) Fight some Arrancar which involves a storyline of trying to negotiate peace with Las Nochas and Soul Society

Or

B) Jaune and few other characters discover The Bounts who wish to wage war on Soul Society (And I know a lot of people don't like the Bount Arc, but I'm willing to sit through it and figure something out)

You guys tell me what you think is best and what you'd want to see and I'll make it the 2nd Arc of the story before the TYBW war.

Anyway! I hope you Enjoy today's chapter and are eager to see what happens next!

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As Jaune walked alongside Unohana toward the 1st Division barracks, the serene atmosphere was suddenly interrupted. Without warning, Captain Soi-Fon, leader of the 2nd Division and commander of the stealth squad, appeared silently before them, her entrance so swift and stealthy it seemed she materialized out of thin air.

Now, despite what some might have heard, Jaune most certainly did not jump back with a startled yelp when Soi-Fon made her dramatic appearance. He merely took a quick step backward—purely out of caution—and may have let out a very manly sound.

Totally not a yelp.

Unohana, with her ever-gentle demeanor, chuckled softly at Jaune's startled reaction, her eyes glinting with amusement before turning to greet her fellow captain. "Hello, Captain Soi-Fon," she said, inclining her head in a polite gesture.

"Greetings, Captain Unohana," Soi-Fon replied with a curt nod, her tone as sharp and precise as ever.

Jaune, now fully composed, stepped forward with wide eyes. "Whoa! How'd you do that?" he asked, clearly impressed by her silent approach, though still slightly flustered.

Soi-Fon turned her gaze toward him, her expression as stern and unreadable as always. "You must be the Ryoka who survived passing through the Shakonmaku," she said, completely disregarding his question.

"Uh, yeah, that's me," Jaune replied, still trying to wrap his head around her sudden appearance. He then noticed that, like Unohana, Soi-Fon wore a long, white haori, the unmistakable mark of a captain. Realization hit him like a ton of bricks—another captain.

Before he could voice his next question, Soi-Fon cut him off with a cold, questioning look directed at Unohana. "Why is he not in cuffs?" she asked, her voice edged with disapproval.

Unohana's smile never wavered as she answered. "Jaune poses no threat, Captain Soi-Fon, I have seen no reason to place him in restraints."

"Despite that, I believe it would be better if we-" Soi-Fon began, her voice firm and authoritative.

"Soi-Fon," Unohana interrupted her softly.

The mere utterance of her name caused the captain of the 2nd Division to pause. Soi-Fon glanced toward the 4th Division captain, her sharp eyes meeting Unohana's calm, ever-smiling face. Yet, behind that serene smile, Soi-Fon sensed something else—something unyielding, like an unspoken command that would not be ignored. A strange tension hung in the air, and despite the lack of any outward threat, Soi-Fon could feel an icy chill crawling up her spine. A bead of sweat formed and slowly trickled down the side of her face as she swallowed nervously.