Bright World [Bleach fanfic]

Youngsters these days

***Chapter 7 is here for your entertainment. This chapter's dedication goes to the lovely SuirenAhri for her great support (<haha I sound like some Casanova when I typed that, ignore my sleep deprived mind). Anyway here is Jun finally meeting the Captains, to tell you honest truth even I'm not sure how they'll react to Jun. It'll definitely be an interesting chapter, but until you finish you can enjoy the Shikai form of Ama as the side pic. Sorry if my fighting scene isn't good, I'll (hopefully) improve. Happy readings everyone (again, I'm sleep deprived so kindly ignore my slightly creeper sounding phrases.)***

"Shinji, you look disgusting." Jun bluntly gave their opinion. Shinij himself was lying with his face on the ground and butt in the air, smoke sizzling from his head along with streams of blood flowing down his face. Off in the distance Jun could hear Hiyori smacking Ichigo with one of her sandals.

Ignoring Jun's blunt nature Shinji recovered quickly enough to drag himself over to Jun on his knees since they were the only one likely to help bandage him up. "Jun, my savior, my angel, my comrade in arms! Do me a favor an' patch me up. Hiyori's rampaging again." He rolled around from his kneeling position to sitting upright on the floor. Jun only silently pulled out the first aid box, knelt down next to him, and started applying it to Shinji's face. They had arrived with Mashiro and Hachi, who Jun had run into while the other two were bringing all the Vizard's lunches to them, to say their goodbyes and make sure Ichigo would be well while they were gone.

"What're ya doin' here kid? Aren't you supposed to be dealing with the big jobs right about now?" Shinji inquired conversationally.

"I was coming to say good bye until I can come back." They looked up from attending his wounds and looked directly into Shinji's eyes. "You'll take care of him until I'm back, right?" Jun waited for reassurance Ichigo would be fine while they were gone. Shinji sighed looking over to see Hiyori use a table to smack said charge off the edge of the broken floor levels near the front door. He gave Jun a rather amused smile to ease their worries, patting their head softly.

"Don't worry. We'll watch over the rookie." Jun closed their eyes for a minuscule moment to enjoy the physical contact before sighing and finishing with the medical help. "Watch out for yourself, got it? Some of those Shinigami ova' there aren't as trustworthy as we are." Jun nodded their head not bothering to question him on the credibility of his last words. Shinji got off of the floor and headed over to Hiyori and Ichigo. Jun looked over to the others. Mashiro jumped at the chance and started hugging Jun.

"Oh Usagi-chan, I'll miss you!" She struck a silly pose while still hanging onto Jun, "Remember whenever you're in trouble, Mashiro always comes to the aid of troubled youths." She stated proudly.

"Mashiro, stop being ridiculous." The silver haired man grumbled. 

She pouted at the reprimand. "Kensei, you're such a spoil sport." He only sighed in irritation at that. He looked down and his eyes locked with Jun's for a second before he quickly averted his face elsewhere.

Jun and Ama found his awkward personality around children in general to be funny so they weren't discouraged by his cold response. They bowed politely to the remaining group of three standing there. "Thank you for your kind guidance." They looked back up. Love was eating a boxed lunch while skimming through a recent issue of Shounen Jump looking up every now and then. He coolly nodded his head in acknowledgement of Jun's departure. Rojuro was kindly smiling in Jun's direction.

"Hachigen," he looked up in silent curiosity, "a friend of mine will come to help with Ichigo. I'm sure you'll like her." At Jun's cryptic statement Hachi nodded his head uncertainly but looking forward to meet whoever Jun was trusting to protect Ichigo while they were gone. Jun walked on over to where Ichigo, Shinji, and Hiyori were all standing, on a lower level talking.