kazunori izubunchi (finished)

Kazunori was a great student durring his school years. All ways making A's and never failing a class. Head over the baseket ball team. The teachers loved him his parents loved him, everyone wanted to be his friend. The think was that Kazunori did not like hanging out or doing stuff with anyone. He mainly just wanted to sit and read about martial arts and how they were made. Watch a little anime every other day. This was his just your everyday popular perfect kid who did not like really being around people much. The only thing he really would ever ask for was to take martial arts, but his parents would say no its to dangerous or you might get hurt. They did not understand the way that kazunori felt he was tired of the same old kids picking and beating up others. They never messed with kazunori because he was popular, but that also made kazunori mad, he did not like being popular in fact he hated it with a passion. As perfect as he seemed to everyone else he felt he was the most disgraceful and dishonorable person that ever lived. He had witnessed people getting beat up for so long and never doing anything about it. He knew it was time to act but knew nothing about what to do. His parents said no to training in martial arts. Thinking about things day in and day out he finally found something to do with himself. He started working out and running getting stronger and more fit as every month passed by. He knew a few people who knew martial art, though he had to say he would hang out with them to get them to show him anything of use. He was pretty good not the best but good, but reading about martial arts and learning showed him new things that even allowed him to beat people who were really too strong for him. He had no master but knew the rules if you fight for showing off and making people think that you can fight you will be stopped from practicing martial arts. Kind of sad it was that his parents finally found out about it and made him stop practicing martial arts.

It is impossible for a parent to tell their teenager what he can and can not do. They will listen but putting so many rules on them only causes them to keep doing what they were doing. Rather than actually still practicing martial arts kazunori started to think about the people who created martial arts, most of them had to have a very high goal to reach. Kazunori's said his was "to protect and destroy". Those words gave him the drive to reach his goals, little by little. Easy goals first then the hard one, protect people from bad things then destroy the problem. Kazunori had the power to protect but lacked the power to destroy, he needed more training. Spending many days thinking and being by himself, he finally made his mind up.

Leaving his family do travel alone and train. He felt that would be the best thing to do. Being by himself and having all the time in the world, no one to bother him. To him it sounded like a great idea, but even with all of his smarts it was nothing that could have saved him from what would happen. His destiny was set before he would ever get to finish his goals. His life would end in a blink of an eye, a dark shadow would cast itself on kazunori's spirit. Walking along a road expecting nothing to happen. Only thinking about himself and not paying any kind of though to his area, a driver of a car had fell asleep while driving. Losing control of the vehicle the driver would wake up as he ran right over kazunori.

Such a horrible death for such a young person. Thinking he was doing something good but ending up he created his own demise. His body was some how was never recovered, and neither was the car the hit him. It was such a weird thing that happened nothing was ever spoken about this, it was never put on the news nor in a paper. Anyone that knew him forgot him, it was as if their memories of him were erased and he was never alive. A hollow has caused the wreck, he was a hollow who had the ability to cause people to sleep. After the wreck had happened the hollow ate the driver and was going to do the same to kazunori, the only thing that stopped him was a weak shinigami very weak at that, sacrificed himself to protect kazunori's spirit so he would not be eaten by a hollow. Before being killed by the hollow the shinigami quickly preformed a konso and kazunori was layed to rest.

After having died int he human world kazunori had not feelings could not see nor think but he was there in a black world. How could someone be there but not even be able to think about himself being there. It was not a unhappy place but a clam and peaceful place, no worries just being there but not being there at the same time. What seemed like just a few seconds stopped, his mind and body came back he felt the same as before. Then a small light appeared from a distance. With out think kazunori followed he knew not why he was but only that he had too.

Seeming like only a few seconds kazunori walked out into a bright field with tree's and the wind blowing. It seemed so clam and nice, the cool wind hit kazunori in the face as he walked. His eye's seemed to be a little blinded from sun, he had not had his eye's opened for some time. Now having actually arrived to a new place he couldent move he was still but thinking something was different about him, apon arriving to the soul seciety due to his young age he was turned into a baby. A baby actually being born in the ss is in some cases considered rare but not the rarest. A mark was left from when the hollow attack during kazunori's human life what would have been a scare in the human world was now a tattoo under his left eye.

The baby was not left laying there a guard shinigami who was on a patrol walk by the little baby. Looking around to make sure it was not someone's he picked it up and brought it home. This shinigami was not part of a squad, he was just a regular shinigami who was put on guard for his lack in skill. This shinigami had lost his dream of becoming an important part of the sou seciety but he knew that this little baby still had lots of time to prepare and get strong. So what the shinigami did was train harder and harder so that he would be able to teach kazunori skills much younger than a regular kid would. He would train the boy before he ever reached the age of being able to go to the academy.

Four years would go by and the baby would now be able to talk and walk around he was more than old enough to be able to comprehend things and learn. So at the age of 5 he started training kazunori, what was amazing was that he was able to learn fast and understand. He was able to learn at the age of five at about half the speed of a student at an academy. By the time he turned seven he was able to go to an academy but instead stayed at home and trained with his father. Kazunori's father took him with him on his guard duties. This was still a great opportunity for kazunori he was getting more experience than any other shinigami student. At 13 he was about to start the academy and in the eyes of his father he was all ready a shinigami and could easily pass anything the academy could throw at him.

The academy threw many hardships towards kazunori. For one things were completely the same for him as they were in the human world. Everyone liked him, he was the top in his class and found everything super easy. The only main difference what that instead of reading he was training after school. Before he ever went to the academy his father had already showed him the law of the soul seciety and as he did in the human world he learned them. He was becoming a great shinigami before he actually had became an official, but that ment nothing to him he mainly wanted to protect his father. He loved the man so much as so did the father. The day of kazunori's graduation from the academy, kazunori's father gave him his official zanpokuto. The father had asked the academy not to give him one because he wanted to be the one who gave it to kazunori. Kazunori's father told him that zanpokuto sword was his fathers and that its guard was made of gold and the hilts fabric was made of the finest silk and cotten. It was a very unusual sword none are like it in the soul seciety but its main distinct character is that it had the word "kami" carved into the blade. Kazunori at the time was trilled to have such a sword but would find out that he would not be able to do the things that he knew he could do, and that acting has to relation to actually doing something.

Going to the academy smiling happier than ever, kazunori would witness what a true shinigami must deal with. Carrying his zanpokuto with pride and honor, giving a heroic look out. Only before having a horrible feeling reiatsu come over his body. Somehow a hollow had mad its way into the soul seciety it was a pretty large one at that. Nothing real bad but enough to kill good amount of shinigami. It was good that kazunori's father delt with these things a pretty good bit, but what was bad was that kazunori wanted to play bit and attack the hollow head on. Thinking he was protecting and being heroic he put him self in danger and caused his father to push kazunori out of the way right before the hollow slammed a giant fist onto his father. It was a horrible site his father was completely smashed, nothings but a pancake of flesh lay on the ground. Kazunori's eye's widened, his arms started to shake, his mind completely stopped thinking he was a body without a mind. As other shinigami rushed in and killed the hollow kazunori just sat, thinking about how he could have saved his father. He knew he was the cause for his fathers demise, and that he should be delt with as being a criminal, though his only crime was that he was a little too cocky. He mad a patch to his fathers soul and spirit that he would only protect when needed and lash out when an apposing threat appears.

Due to the fact that kazunori's father was killed, the graduation was cancelled and moved to another day. Until the day came to graduate kazunori sat at home and cried. He knew you should never hold in emotions. He wanted to kill though, he wanted to kill hollows and get revenge. Not being able to get revenge on himself seeing he was a reason his father was killed, he went to another source, the hollows. Having cryed so much he pretty much washed his anger away. He felt better after he had cleared his mind, and let all of the emotions out. How could someone not cry after something like that happened them. Only a feelingless or angry crazy person would not care. Getting up after clearing his mind he was fully ready to move on as a shinigami. The graduation was on the next day and he was not going to miss it. His father would not want him to miss it and his father would not want him to just sit around and only thinking about his fathers death.

The day of the graduation was a little sad for kazunori, but in a way happy because of everyones graduation. Kazunori passed everyone of his classes being the top student in that class. He was a good student to his father and the academy. He did nothing that caused anyone any trouble, only training. After the graduation a teacher came up to kazunori and asked him to think about witch squad he would be joining. She gave the list of 13 and said he should really pick witch one he wanted to join. Though looking he found three that he was interested in. The first, squad 3, the second, squad 7, and the last squad 11 each one of these squads looked interesting to kazunori. Of the three he liked squad 11 the most and that would more than likely be the one he picked. He really did not want to pick witch and think at that moment he wanted to go home and rest, before going and being placed in a squad in the soul seciety.

It was now the day all the new graduates would be sent to the thirteen court guard squad and be put in a squad. All the top students would get a chance to pick witch squad they wanted to be in, and as they all walked they were given the official shinigami out fit. Kazunori was among the students who got there a little late. He had been asleep and was sleeping really well, that was the only time he had ever done anything like that. Now it was time for him to make his mind up he was walking though the gates of the court guard squads. He could not help but to smile as he walked though the gate. He had accomplished everything that him and his father set out to do, he now knew his fathers life was no in vane but had gave kazunori something that most never get. He was for the first time happy about what he had done and not serious. Holding on to his zanpokuto and giving it a good grip, he made his first step onto the court yard


RP Sample:Before Death Arc:
Reshoma was not your average person in this date and time. In fact he was a great and powerful samurai. He was not known for his skills with a sword per say. No he was known for his smarts and great battle strategy. No one could match his mind in this era he was above everyone in smarts. When great battles were going on he was writing battle strategies. He was not just all smarts, he was very skilled with a blade. He beat many opponents, some were much better than him with a sword, but his mind and quick thinking over whelmed them.

Young life:
As a young boy him and his family were poor. They lived in a village that was ravaged by a terrible group of people. They always came and stole rice and mainly treated the village like it was nothing more than a tool. Reshoma's father made him work every day to make sure they had enough rice for everything. This really made Reshoma think about things, what if he was to stop this group of men. He did not know how to wield a Katana just yet but he was very smart. So every day after he was done working he went home and started writing. Making planes of making the men go away. What he ended up getting out of it was a kind of creepy but workable plan. His plan involved a kind of flower that grew back in the time, it was a poisonous flower. You could ground the seeds up and spread the powder that was made around. To keep anyone from knowing it was him he snuck around and spread the flower powder into all the bags of food that had been prepared for the evil men.

After the men came and took the food Reshoma knew that would be the last time he would be seeing them. When everyone else was sad about giving them the food, Reshoma gave it to them with a smile on his face. His parents wondered why he was so happy. When the next time came around for them all to give the men food they never showed up. Everyone smiled with joy but they still knew in their mind that the men would return. Reshoma knew different about it though. Because the next few times that the men were expost to come they never showed. Reshoma was so inspired about this that he felt he had what it takes to become a warrior and defend people. This was the actual only time he had ever thought about what he wanted to do. The rest of his life had been worrying about being killed by bandits. For a while though he kept this a secret and went a while with out doing anything.

Finding the sensei:
A few years after he ride the village from the bandits, Reshoma picked up training with a Katana he had forged by himself. He trained everyday after he had finished his work. He had became fairly good wielding a Katana, but he was not as good as he could be. He was very lucky though, what happened to him is something very few can say has happened to them. A group of samurai came to his village. Their leader was a very famous Samurai, he had won many batttles and he was ranked amount the top in this era. They had just happned to stroll though this town in search of food and water. Rather it was Reshoma's luck or destiny, either way Reshoma quickly picked his things up and went to talk to the Leader. The leader was a very quiet and kind man. He mainly did not say much, but Reshoma made him think about his childhood. Reshoma told him about the bandits and what he had done, while also mentioning the fact that he had been training with blades as well. The leader honestly did not know why he was so influence to allow Reshoma to come along with his group. In the end the leader allowed Reshoma to come along, it took a lot of Reshoma aggregating him though.

Samurai State:
Traveling with his sensei the leader of the group of samurai. Reshoma had become a great and skilled Samurai. His sensei not only tought him how to use a sword, but he also help Reshoma enhance his brain skills. He had become a great samurai but he had yet gained the best samurai state. He still had some time to go before he could become one of the best. A war was starting, it was a bad thing, but it would be what gave Reshoma his best moments. Him and his sensei were hired to do a very secret and hard mission. The mission was to sneak into an enemy camp and kill everyone in the camp. The mission said to kill everyone, but there were a lot of kids in this camp. Unlike his sensai he would not kill the kids, he wold never touch them. His sensei did not care he was going to finish the mission, but Reshoma would not allow it. He shood in the way of his sensei and fought bravely. In the end he lost but he was able to wound his sensei enough to make him retreat. On that day Reshoma realized he had been fighting on the wrong side. He choose on that day to switch sides and fight for the good.

The legend and death:

The more the war went on the more Reshoma became known and the more he became strong. Having switched sides to fight for the good Reshoma was head of a large organization. He was a big part of these battles that went on. His battle strategies were legendary, and his sword skills were amazing. The only person to rival him was his sensei who had stayed on the bad side of the war. Reshoma and his sensei fought many battles against each other. Reshoma was more forgiving and tried to reason with his sensei. It was not until a final battle between the two that his sensei finally changed back to being good. It was too late though, he was way to damaged to continue on in life. Reshoma and his sensei had one final battle and Reshoma won. Before his sensei died they had several things to say. Reshoma figured out the reason his sensei became an enemy. He wanted to make sure Reshoma could live up to the pressure and do what was right.

Several years after that battle, Reshoma had become a very powerful and good samurai. Some would say he was the best there was, and that was partially true. It was not until his final few hours of living in the human world that he learned just what all he could do. After the war ended he returned to his village to say hello and visit before leaving out again. It just so happened that on his return visit a beast of enormous power was attacking his village. What seemed to Reshoma as a dragon with a skull head was actually a hollow. No one had ever seen such a monster, and there was no one more ready to attack the beast more than Reshoma. The hollow and Reshoma fought validly, but in the end there was no winner. Reshoma cut the head off of the beast, but the beast cut Reshoma in half. Reshoma lived just long enough to say bye to his family and smile about the best battle he had in a long time.

After Death Arc
Reshoma was buried and his grave was rejoiced often. Everyone still felt that Reshoma was there watching over the village and protecting them in the after life. In a way they were right, Reshoma was still there, his spirit was lucky enough to be tied to the whole village. He wondered around for years watching and wondering what had happened. He wondered often why he was not completely dead. It was not until one day, A day that made many remember the day Reshoma left out with his sensei, that Reshoma's eye's were finally closed. His eye's stayed black and it seemed to him like years past but in a way it felt like minutes. Reshoma awoke to a new world as a young boy just like in his childhood. He was in a new life one that gave him more options of doing what is right. This new world was the Soul Society.

During the time he was dead, he saw a bright light flash before him. He had no emotions he was dead, but he was still able to see this light. This light showed him many different paths he could have taken during his life. Each one came out with him dieing at different times and places. It came to click to him that even the most simplest things can changed a person. After a while the light faded, and that is when Reshoma began to walk around in a world with no life. It was as if he was walking through a land filled with everything he had seen when he was a live. He could see people, after a while he knew he was dead and assumed he was a spirit. After all those years he had many, many things to think about. He knew not that one day he would walk and live again, but he sat back and remembered his past and smiled. He had no regrets, he lived his life the way he wanted and died. That was when his eye's finally closed and it seemed as many years pasted. He finally awoke as a young boy, he had hardly any memories of what he had done. Many times during his life he could catch glimpses of his life as a human. He did not know that those glimpses were of his past.

Shinigami Arc

The academy:
Life as a young boy flew by, and before long he started attending the shinigami academy. His first years were a little hard, he could not get truly learn much. He was equally skilled in everyone of his classes. He thought he was a bit slow, most of the kids had a class that they were better than other students in. This just made Reshoma mad and forced him to start training more and more. After a while his skill with a sword started to to show. Being a samurai in his past life seemed to have left that skill with him even now.

After learning to use the sword more, he picked up Kidou a bit more. His kidou teacher became impressed with his persistence in learning more. So some days Reshoma stayed in a school a couple of more hours and practiced with other higher level classes. Not too long after that Reshoma was given a ranking up paper which gave him the rank of an elite student. He had to finish the year he was in out as a normal student, but the next year he went in as an elite. That was the year his was able to graduate. Training with his sword and kidou so much greatly brought his stamina up and made him a pretty strong student.

Not much happened in his final year, he just trained and trained. His teachers knew he was ready to graduate, and when the year ended he would. During his graduation with the other students he passed as one of the uppers. He was not the top student, but he was a upper. All of the uppers were given the special gift of picking which squad he or she wanted to join. Reshoma had already discussed this with his teachers, they recommended him joined either squad 11, or 5. He went with his Kidou teachers advice and joined squad 5.

Squad 5 and the talk:
Just like the rest of his life, being in squad 5 seemed to fly by. He felt his skill was not being used to its full potential but he never complained. He went on several missions with his squad. He saw many of his new friends and allies killed in front of his eye's. His Captain saw how strong he had become and promoted him to Lieutenant. The lieutenant before Reshoma had been killed and Reshoma now seemed fit for the job. He never really felt right about being put as the lieutenant, he had became friends with the one before him. Reshoma would never argue with his captain, so he took the promotion and became the Lieutenant.

During his years as the Lieutenant Reshoma grew stronger and stronger. At first he was one of the weaker lieutenants, but during his final days as a Lieutenant he became the strongest. He was still not pleased with his life. To him he had not accomplished much, yes he was the Lieutenant of a squad but he still wanted more. So one day he talked one on one with his captain. He asked him what all it takes to become a captain, and how does one become a captain. The captain explained, but he wondered why Reshoma wanted to know. Reshoma simply explained that he wanted to become a captain and gain more strength, and become one of the top Shinigami in the Soul Society. Reshoma explained that he knew it sounded like he simply just wanted to gain power with no just cause, but that was not the cause. There was a reason he wanted more power, he wanted to protect every one. To many times he had saw his friends die, and he no longer wanted to see that. His captain took Reshoma's words in, he thought about what Reshoma had said. Only smiling and saying to Reshoma "that is a good reason." Reshoma thought he was being smart but he was not. Reshoma thought his dream to be only a dream and went on with his day.

Bakudo

Spell #: 1 Spell Name: Sai (Restrain)
Spell Information: Locks a target's arms in place behind their back.
Incantation: unknown.

Spell #: 4 Spell Name: Hainawa (Crawling Rope)
Spell Information: An energy rope entangles the target's arms.
Incantation: unknown.

Spell #: 8 Spell Name: Seki (Repulse)
Spell Information: Creates a round shield that seems to temporarily paralyze and repel whatever strikes it.
Incantation: unknown.

Spell #: 9 Spell Name: Geki (Strike)
Spell Information: Engulfs the target in red light, completely paralyzing them.
Incantation: "Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!! Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat!"

Spell #: 9 Spell Name: Hōrin (Disintegrating Circle)
Spell Information: Causes an orange hued tendril with spiraling yellow patterns to erupt from the users hand and attempt to trap a target. the end of it remains in the hands of the user allowing them to control the path of the tendril before and after capture. The Kidō is able to connect with another one of itself if both have captured a target and bind them together.
Incantation: "Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!! Look upon yourself with horror and tear out your own throat!"

Spell #: 11 Spell Name: Kyōmon (Mirror Door)
Spell Information: Tōshirō Hitsugaya used this to seal Momo Hinamori's hospital room. It creates a glass-like barrier which is difficult to break from the outside, but quite simple to break from the inside.
Incantation: Unknown

Spell #: 12 Spell Name: Fushibi (Ambush Flare)
Spell Information: Momo Hinamori uses this spell in conjunction with Shot of Red Fire and a Kidō net that has entangled her opponents resulting in a large explosion around them all. Rangiku Matsumoto states that it is number 12, but does not specify whether it is a Destructive or a Binding Spell although from the name and effect, it is highly likely to be a Binding spell.
Incantation: Unknown

Spell #: 20 Spell Name: Hakufuku (White Crawl)
Spell Information: This technique muddles the consciousness of its target. Momo Hinamori uses this spell while imprisoned to knock out a guard and destroy everything within a certain radius of herself. The Bleach Official Character Book Souls states that it is a Binding spell.
Incantation: Unknown

Spell #: 21 Spell Name: Sekienton (Red Smoke Escape)
Spell Information: Creates a blast upon activation and is used like a ninja's smoke bomb.
Incantation: unknown.

Spell #: 26 Spell Name: Kyakko (Curving Light)
Spell Information: Hides the target from sight, by bending light. The spell has the ability to totally hide the presence and reiatsu of the user or specified object. This is not flawless. If the user inside is not trying to suppress their own reiatsu it will not work.
Incantation: unknown.

Spell #: 30 Spell Name: Shitotsu Sansen (Beak-Piercing Triple Beam)
Spell Information: Forming a golden triangle with one's finger, it shoots three beams of light that pin the target to one place on a surface, slamming into his or her body in three places in a shape of a perfect triangle.
Incantation: unknown.

Hado:

Spell #: 1 Spell Name: Shō (Thrust)
Spell Information: Pushes the target away from the caster.
Incantation: unknown.

Spell #: 4 Spell Name: Byakurai (Pale Lightning)
Spell Information: The user fires a concentrated, powerful lightning bolt from their finger.
Incantation: unknown.

Spell #: 11 Spell Name: Tsuzuri Raiden (Bound Lightning)
Spell Information: Electric current flows through any object the user touches and is able to lead electricity, damaging any target that is in contact with the object the current runs through.
Incantation: unknown

Spell #: 31 Spell Name: Shakkahō (Shot of Red Fire)
Spell Information: Fires a ball of red energy at a target.
Incantation: "Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south!"

Spell #: 32 Spell Name: Ōkasen (Yellow Fire Flash)
Spell Information: Fires a wide arc of yellow energy at a target.
Incantation: Unknown

Spell #: 33 Spell Name: Sōkatsui (Blue Fire, Crash Down)
Spell Information: Fires a burst of blue spiritual energy at a target in a similar manner to #31, but over a wider area and with more power.
Incantation: "Ye lord! Mask of flesh and bone, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, upon this sinless wall of dreams unleash but slightly the wrath of your claws."