Bright World [Bleach fanfic]

Arrancars and Shinigami aren't good at playing nice

***Chapter 2 of Bright World is dedicated KisaragiMarru, who has written some interesting stories herself. Side pic is Jun's zanpakuto, Amaterasu. Words in italics are Ama talking or thoughts of other characters. I'm going to change the storyline a little but not a huge much, just to make my story easier to write. I'll try uploading on the weekends more often. Also for when you read the ending for this chapter I'm going to tell you I planned this from the start and wasn't something I spontaneous put in there. Anyway hope you enjoy chapter 2 and I don't own Bleach.***

A young spirit's face peeked out from behind a street corner. Then the spirit slowly walked around the corner before repeating the process when met with another diverge. The child seemed to be trying to search for the house of that Shinigami that had helped the spirit yesterday, even if their help wasn't required. Jun couldn't get a location on the orange haired teenager boy's spiritual pressure, in fact Jun couldn't seem find it at the moment at all. The child paused for a brief moment while searching when several high spiritual pressures appear in the town. More Shinigami was the conclusion on why. Jun's breath hitched unconsciously before taking a deep breath to relax again. There were even more now. The spirit gripped Amaterasu, Ama for short, tighter in their hand for a second. Pausing again to reassure themselves everything was falling into place, kind of. Calm down. They're probably here to help.

Are you sure you want to do this, Jun? You know once you become involved in this you won't be able to back out anymore. Ama asked in concern before his tone took on a more aggressive one. Those Shinigami think they can do whatever they please to anyone they consider 'unimportant enough' and hide away afterwards. I'll protect you if they hurt you at all. They of all spirits should know never to mess with a scorned Zanpakuto. Ama growled. Jun smiled a little glad that Ama cared so much and was trying to help.

"Maiming Soul Reapers will not be a good first impression on our mission." Then as an afterthought more to reinforce themselves than to say to anyone else, "Besides they're not all like him."

Two, similar to that orange haired teen from the previous day, spiritual pressures halted the conversation. They weren't the same as the teen's but they were very similar. Along the side of the road came two girls around the same age as the Jun walking together looking like they've just come out from school. One had black short hair with a regular t-shirt and black spandex biker shorts and the other was a light brown haired girl in a jean overall dress and pink short sleeved shirt under. Both were talking to each other casually, the brown haired girl cheerily and the black haired one responding nonchalantly. They suddenly stopped walking and started staring in Jun's direction.

I wonder what they're both looking at. Jun's head turned behind curiously to try to locate what it was the two girls were staring at but there was nothing there. Jun turned back to the girls, they were still looking. Wondering for a split second if they noticed the child Jun waved one hand to see if either responded. The brown haired girl excitedly started pointing at Jun while talking to the girl next to her who looked at them weirdly. Jun blinked slowly upon the realization that they could see. Jun walked up to them and they walked closer to, so they meet half way.

"Would either of you know a Kurosaki Ichigo?" The black haired girl perked up at the name before looking at Jun suspiciously. The brown haired girl grabbed the ther girl's sleeve and shook it slightly.

"What did it say, Karin? Please tell me, you know I can only see a blur." She complained when apparently Karin ignored them. Karin stared at Jun critically before asking carefully.

"We're his sisters. How do you know Ichigo? Are you one of them?" She sounded slightly worried for Ichigo.

Jun's palms went up surrender to any hostility. "No, we only met yesterday." Then Jun lifted a bag in front of Karin. She held her palm out in response before the bag full of get well presents was dropped into her hand. Jun gave a quick quirk of maybe a smile to try to reassure they weren't a threat. Karin shifted around inside the bag in confusion.