Kaito's POV:
"Jeez, Kaito. What's with the miserable expression? That's something for me to wear..."
My eyes both widened in surprise and hope. The familiar gloomy voice of a friend, hero, and superior. It took the rest of my strength just to lift my head up from all that reiatsu pushing me down. I saw the normal black Shinigami shihakusho at first. Raising my head a bit more, I could finally see who my saviour was. Underneath the hood he had long blonde hair that covered half of his face, tired blue eyes with dark bags under them, and a never-ending depressed look on his face. There was no mistake. This was Division 3's Lieutenant Kira Izuru.
The cyborg Shinigami pushed away the Sinner with his sealed zanpakuto. I felt the massive weight of the reiatsu disappear in an instant, giving me a chance to breathe at last. It took me a few quick moments just to recover. I slowly stood up using the support from my hero.
"Lieutenant Izuru, what...how...why are you here?"
Kira sighed, placing his sword back by his side before explaining, "Ever since your incident with the Hollow you reported about back in the District 28 mission, your father asked me to watch over you. I was watching from afar, but not too close as to disturb your mission per Head Captain Kyoraku's orders. It was only until I felt both a spike and loss of spiritual pressure that I decided to intervene"
"I see...", I couldn't complain since I was saved yet again, "Uh, but Lieutenant Izuru! This guy has-!"
"I know what his power is. Like I said, I've been watching the whole time. Just get to somewhere safe and don't intervene, because right now I can't say if this will keep you safe or not"
I walked to a nearby tree and sat down, obeying the orders from my senior. It was probably better for me to recover. I couldn't help with anything. That was the exact thing that made me so angry. I was useless. From the times that both Kazui and Ichika were able to defeat those Sinners, I was rendered useless and dead. There was no way that in my current condition that I'll ever be useful again.
But most importantly, I was scared. Scared of dying again to the hands of another Sinner. I may have accepted death, lost my will to live, and even willing to give my life away...but deep inside I was scared. I fear death. The only reason I'm alive right now is because I had people help me out of this state. If the next time I fight and experience something like this again; alone and helpless. I don't think I'll make it out or even feel the same again.
Why...? Why...?
"Kaito, why do you have that expression again? You shouldn't look that miserable when someone just saved you", Lieutenant Izuru looked back at me with his same indifferent expression, "Just relax and watch me beat this guy up".
He then drew out his sword, which glinted silver in the sunlight. His dark looks completely contradicted the bright environment around him. Lieutenant Izuru looked like a real Soul Reaper.
I guess for now, I'll just rely on others to help me. Just until I bring myself back up and become even stronger than now. I'll place this in your hands, Lieutenant Izuru.
"So, are you done talking with your friend, stranger?", a gruff voice spat in the mask.
Kira looked up at him with tired eyes, "Yeah. Thanks for for waiting until we were done".
The Sinner just shrugged, "I at least have some honour. After all, you're just like any other Soul Reaper, so this will be somewhat easy. I'll give you a chance to land a couple of blows on me before I start using my abilities".
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Bleach: New Generation
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