[Agito's POV]

"Keep your stance!"

CLANG!

"Put more power into your swings!"

CLANG!

"Do you want to be a Shinigami?"

CLANG!

"Then try harder!"

CLANG! The katana flew out of my hands. I heard the sound of clattering as the sword hit the ground but I didn't turn around. I was glaring into the eyes of Ukuru-sensei. Ever since Byakuya openly challenged me, he's been pushing me more than the other students to show my very best. Yes, I don't mind the work but what I don't appreciate is the fact that he's been pushing my limits on not talking. I forbid myself from speaking to higher authority so I don't get kicked out but Ukuru-sensei is just pushing my limits.

"You think you got the guts to take out a hollow with your puny strength punk? A hollow will laugh in your face if you fight it with your power now. What wrong with you?!" I didn't say anything. Ukuru-sensei's eyes softened slightly before relaxing, putting the wooden bokkun down.

"I know you can talk Agito but I want you to speak your problems. Speak your mind." I stared at him silently. I opened my mouth and spoke for the first time in front of him.

"I speak my mind but people don't appreciate it. Do you understand the consequences of allowing my tongue free?" He looked at me dead serious.

"Yes, what's wrong Agito? I expected better from you but you're not improving on your zanjutsu."

"The bokkun feels wrong. I don't know how to explain it other than it feels like it's not supposed to be in my hands. Like part of my soul rejects that wooden stick." I looked down at my hands in confusion. Even during Yoruichi's zanjusu training, I feel like every weapon I hold is wrong. A part of me even feels, disgusted to even touch another weapon. What does this mean?

"I never would have thought you would be that advanced," Uruku-sensei mutters under his breath but I heard him.

"What do you mean?"

"Mostly third year Academy students get those symptoms but you must really be a Shinigami genius if you already feel that way about a weapon. Tell me, when did you realize that you had reiatsu?" I was even more confused but answered him anyways.

"I didn't know I was using reiatsu but I remember using a sort of spiritual power about a year after I appeared in this world so maybe about ten years ago, maybe nine years." He looked surprised but wiped it away.

"You've had an early development in reiatsu. So that should have hastened the process. Oh sorry, I've been mumbling to myself. Let me explain. Your soul is now developing a zanpuktou."

"Zanpuktou?"

"Yes, a zanpuktou is a spirit of the sword. This spirit is powerful but it's born from your heart and reiatsu but it could only be set free after you become a Shinigami. Over the first two years, your zanpuktou develops, creating a power that symbolizes who you are. But your zanpuktou is stronger, therefore being born early."

"You've told me about the spirit but what about the weapon?"

"Each zanpuktou is born with a specialized power. The classes of power are categorized as: elemental, kido, or melee. Elemental is if your zanpuktou can control an element such as Soutaichou fire zanpuktou. Those are usually the strongest since they effect everything around them. Kido is if your zanpuktou uses reiatsu for it's appearance such as Kazunari-sensei's zanpuktou which you will see later. And lastly is the melee-type, they are relatively weak but it must have a strong wielder to make it as deadly as any other zanpuktou, maybe even deadlier." My head spun with all this new information but I swallowed it down.

"How do I get my zanpuktou?" He didn't answer. His face was completely blank and showed no emotion but his eyes showed ... sadness.

"Tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll train you in greeting your zanpuktou." He turned away and left. I sighed before picking up the practice sword and putting it away. Zanpuktou. To think that all this time my soul has been developing a zanpuktou the moment I swore to protect is actually very creepy. I'm sorry if you expected me to say something almost religious about my zanpuktou but you gotta admit that having someone growing inside you is creepy but having it also affect your performance in zanjutsu is slightly infuriating. It ticked me off that someone inside me is affecting my movements just because it's jealous. When I meet my zanpukotu, I'm just gonna have to have a talk with them.

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