Child of the hogyoku

Chapter 2

That cold chill entered the moonlit room and the substitute shinigami awoke. Ichigo sat up and looked to the closet on the other end of the room where Rukia had insisted on sleeping.
"Rukia," He called.
He heard some shifting and mumbling that sounded something like 'chappy happy'. He gave a annoyed growl and got up. His hazel eyes peaked out of the window and there he was. The chill was the only way he could tell it was the same boy as a kid spray painting your wall in a hood could have been a few people he know in some of his classes. quickly putting on something a but more decent he quietly opened the door no wanting to spook the kid. he got a better look at the child as he edged forward. He realised even for a elementary school kid he was still pretty short. He watched what he was spraying quite intently he free hand gripped round the deck of a skateboard and a second spray can.
"Gotta ya."
Freezing a moment to process the mans arm clamped round him he eventually started to squirm.
"Hey! Lemme go!" He barked.
"Cool it kid," Ichigo didn't have much trouble holding him, "What did you think was gonna happen if..."
He pulled the boy's hood down to reveal a spiked mop of white. The boy's teal eyes looked round in confusion to feel Ichigo's grip loosen. Frozen solid Ichigo just stared. He'd seen Hitsugaya's body watched as the tears of his childhood friend dropped to the ground. Watch his Lieutenant put on a strong mask for her upset friend. Yet here was a white haired boy with icy teal eyes. It wasn't exactly a common.
Quickly snapped out of his shock the boy had taken advantage. He stomped his foot into Ichigo's toe causing his grip to loosen even more then turned and kicked him in the gut. he broke away and ran without giving Ichigo time to recover. Ichigo may have been strong but in his human body a kick to the gut winded him. He looked up only to see the white disappear round a corner and the sound of noisy skateboard wheels.
"Toushrio..." He got up and shook his head.
"It couldn't have been."
He looked over his shoulder.
"Finally out of happy chappy land?" He glared, "Could've used you a few minuets ago."
"Was that the same boy you were talking about before?" She completely ignored the question.
He took a deep breath at the focused shinigami before answering, "Yeah."
"Hmm..." Rukia didn't get that much of a look at the boy before he rounded the corner but the spiritual power said a lot, "Maybe we should go inside before further discussing this."
She looked down at her pink night gown.
"Good idea."

The two sat round the table after making some warm drinks.
"You got a better look than I did," Rukia started, "Was he really...."
"Exactlly like him." Ichigo finished, "I may not have known Toushrio that well but that kid looked exactly like him."
"And his spiritual power." Rukia shook her head.
"So it was spiritual power?"
Ichigo got a nod in return.
"I mean shinigami reincarnate to keep the balance of spirits but...they're never usually that close to who they were." She thought aloud.
"You mean you're not surprised to find someone with Toushrio's spiritual pressure. Just with his appearance as well?" Ichigo tried to make some sense.
"No," Rukia shook her head, "When a shinigami is reborn into the world if the living they take on spiritual power and appearance from their parents. You could say that the personality stays the same but that changes because of up bringing."
"So...this really shouldn't be happening?" Ichigo put it bluntly.
She nodded, "We need to find out a bit more before I contact the Soul society. What did he spray on the wall?"
Ichigo almost forgot, "It was spayed over another bit of graffiti I've been meaning to clean off. It was a red eye. Looked like it was from a snake of something. On each side of pupil were the letters 'LD'."
"LD?" Rukia repeated.
"Anyway," Ichigo finished his drink and got up, "I've gotta work tomorrow."
"Alright." She nodded intending to stay up a bit longer to think things through, Maybe he'll know something...