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You were pretty sure he thought he was hidden. Perhaps he was in his own mind, but you were a bit more sensitive to most spiritual pressure, and he was rather close rather than being hidden in the shadows like he probably thought.
Why he was watching you though, that was a mystery. Its not like you were breaking any rules of the squad. You weren't even in Squad Six, though a friend of yours in the Squad had said you could practice here since your current Squad training grounds were... a bit broken. Such is the woes of being in Squad Eleven.
Maybe you were breaking a rule. Not that you really knew the Squad Six rules, but you considered that just practicing with Shikai in the middle of the afternoon, you really didn't think there was anything going on.
You tried to put him out of your mind, but honestly having a Captain watching you, especially one like Captain Kuchiki, well. It was nerve wracking to say the least. Normally you only had Captain Zaraki hovering around, and luckily you weren't quite powerful enough to catch his attention. You didn't think you'd survive an encounter with him to be entirely honest.
So why the hell was Captain Kuchiki watching you from the shadows.
Getting distracted with your shikai... wasn't the best idea. Actually, if you thought about it, it was quite like the one of the Captain currently watching you. Not nearly as powerful- you weren't captain level after all, and even hesitated to consider yourself Lieutenant level, considering some of the lieutenants that were currently employed-but similar at least. Not flower petals, but leaves with a very similar purpose. Not nearly as many as Captain Kuchiki probably had, but it wasn't exactly like you sat down to count the leaves.
Maybe you should, honestly, because then maybe getting distracted and letting them edge just a little bit too close wouldn't happen.
They were all very very shallow-getting cut like a hundred times brings your attention back to the current moment very quickly-but there were a lot of them. The leaves condensed back into a blade that clattered next to you, and you stared down at it, wondering if you should feel betrayed or not.
That was when Captain Kuchiki emerged from the shadows. You started, eyes darting to him quickly before you remembered you were supposed to be pretending that you couldn't even sense him. His eyes widened just barely before narrowing back into his neutral face. You stared towards him, before leaning down to grab your zanpakuto from the ground, sliding it back into the sheath on your side, immediately going to defend yourself against the approaching Captain.
"Apologies Captain, I didn't notice you-" A lie, and the slight eyebrow twitch proved he knew it, though he didn't call you out. "-if you needed me to move out for exercises, I would be more than happy-"
"Your form needs work." You blink at the sudden interruption, as he stops in front of you, eyeing the small but many cuts along your body. "Come with me to my medics. They are rather well versed in having to deal with this many wounds at once." He paused, and you realized that, for once, it didn't read as an order, but rather a request.
You nod, and he turns, glancing back at you to make sure you were following. You scurry after him, and it remains silent for a moment as you really try your hardest not to bleed on the ground. It wasn't going well, but at least they were all very shallow and most starting to cease bleeding.
"Your name?" He's not quite looking at you, his eyes seem to stay just above your head. You tell him, and he nods, as if there were a right and wrong answer to the question.
The Kuchiki Land was just outside the gate of the Seireitei connected to Squad Six. The Seireitei was built specifically to accommodate the slight nepotism of the Sixth Squad, so that they had a gate straight to their grounds. Luckily, the general Squad training grounds weren't too far away, and, by the time you got to the gate, most of the tiny wounds had stopped bleeding.
"Captain Kuchiki, I do think I'm alright-"
A quick glance over to you, and he raised a single eyebrow, as one of the tiny cuts above your eye choice that time to re open-though the reassuring smile you sent the Captain probably didn't help it much-and drip straight into your eye, causing you to have to close it.
"Other than that." You assured, and you almost swore he smiled, a barely there twitch of the corner of his lips. He continued to lead you into the property though, so you assumed he didn't listen to your frankly doomed plea. In his shoes, you probably wouldn't have either.
As soon as he entered, a servant seemed to materialize from the walls, and you blinked, staring at them quietly. You glanced around, hoping to find any sign of where they came from, but there was none.
"Please alert the med wing that I have a guest who will be requiring attention. They have..." Captain Kuchiki glanced back at you. "... some familiar injuries."
You flush, but dont break eye contact with him, and, after a moment, he does, starting back down the halls. You realize the servant is gone. They had to have tunnels in the walls or something. Even with flash step, you'd notice.
Despite this, you continue to follow him down the halls, and, before making it to the med wing, finally ask the question that'd been buzzing in the back of your mind this entire time. "Why are you helping me?"
The captain starts a bit, just barely noticeable, eyes darting back to you, before back forwards. "Why question it?"
"Cause you're a captain, and I don't have a seated position. Also I'm Squad Eleven. And I failed something you would consider really easy, and most captains seem to look down on people who can't do something they can-" You cut yourself off, not wanting to accuse him of anything, though he didn't seem that upset by the accidentally accusation.
"Very few people have a zanpakuto like yours." Captain Kuchiki looked towards you. "And I did not... have someone who could help teach. It's a difficult process to do by yourself."
You really didn't want to assume here, but it sounded almost like... "Sir, are you offering to train me?"
The Captain inclined his head, just as you walked into his med bay. "An open offer. If you decline, that would be completely understandable as well."
With that, you're whisked away from him, as a few nurses begin to surround you, deal with all the tiny cuts that they can see, small bursts of healing kido flashing across your skin.
You wonder, idly, as this process happens, why he would choose you of all people. It had to be more than a similar zanpakuto. Even then, no matter the reasoning, you would have to be dumb to not take up this offer. It was an amazing offer, to be trained directly by a captain that didn't head your squad. Very few people you knew had that offer put out into the air for them.
Why were you special to him?
You shook your head, and settled, ready to answer him the next he wandered in, ignoring the still nagging question as it refused to leave your head for more than a moment.
