Fukuro Hiro [Finished]

Being Human

Fukuro's childhood was somewhat different than other kids. While kids were outside playing, Fukuro was home, studying. He was never social and many kids in the neighborhood thought of him to be a ghost because they had never seen him in the neighborhood, nor did they know his name, or if he was even real. Fukuro accepted this life, mainly because he didn't know how to interact with the masses. In school, where he excelled and was considered a child prodigy, many kids thought he was weird. His head was always buried in a book. He never talked to the others even if they offerened him a chance to play with them. Many just thought he was a mute freak, and people avoided him all together. Fukuro was okay with this, although sometimes it lead to bullying from the boys.

They use to take his books from him during lunch time and they would dump his lunch inside of it. Or play keep-away with them. Or throw them out of the window. Fukuro wanted to tell them to stop, but would it solve anything? No, not in his mind. So Fukuro took this abuse, all of it, and didn't say a word. His parents werent concerned about his social life, moreso they were concerned it he would get into a good college when he reached that age. Fukuro felt as if he was in a bubble, where he would never be able to escape. His parents were basically unaware of his troubles at school. Fukuro stopped talking to them about his problems, and would do what he did best: Bury his head in his books and never talk.

But it never would end. Fukuro had to find an end to this, so he tried to win over his bullies by doing their homework, even going as far as help them cheat on tests by making cheat sheets. Fukuro thought he had a basic understanding of how this newly formed friendship worked. As long as he did what they wanted, he would be able to live a peaceful life. No bullying, no ridicule, no persecution, Fukuro would finally find peace of mind. However that dream like all dreams was crushed. Fukuro was caught while forming a cheat sheet in the classroom by his teacher.

The teacher, dumbfounded as to why Fukuro needed to cheat, talked to him. Was this Fukuro's chance to vent? Would he finally be able to get rid of this bondage of being nothing more than a sheep? Fukuro opened his mouth and everything came out. The teacher spoke to the boys and thus, what Fukuro thought was freedom was turned ultimately into a nightmare. They beat him up, but they didn't stop there. Fukuro was tied to a pole, stripped down to his underwear and with marker written on his chest, "Rat-Kun". He was humiliated, and broken. And thus he began to think of the probablitity of what would have happened if he just talked that way. If he didn't seem so weak, maybe Fukuro would have befriended these boys and actually have a life.

After middle school, Fukuro became a shut-in when he was a teenager. His parents, not being able to force him out of his room, gave him his school books. Fukuro never left his room, let alone ate any food that was cooked for him. His diet was power drinks and sweets, and nothing else. He hadn't sleeped for days, his entire existence was to study. Fukuro's intellect began to raise each and every day to the point of him becoming a near super genius. Every book, every math problem, science theory, everything was in his grasp. He had created a world, a wonderland of some sort inside of his room where no one could touch him.

However someone stepped into that world. She was a girl, someone who was in Fukuro's class, who volunteered to take Fukuro any homework and work assignments he didn't currently have. She was very cheerful, and seemed to have such an optimistic personality. Fukuro couldn't make her out entirely, and couldn't predict her moves which made him scared. He was quiet when she spoke, and would close the door on her when it was time for her to go. He was cold to her at times, but she came back each day to give him his work. That's when he decided that he didn't want to be alone forever. Fukuro let her inside of his world, she was the first one to come inside. Fukuro sadly didn't even know her name, which was embarrassing him. Her name was Yuuna, and since that day Fukuro and Yuuna had become best friends.

Fukuro would help her with homework that she couldn't get, and even helped study for tests. In return she gave him a social life, she brought him a video game console and played with him. She gave him music to listen to, and even got him a MP3 for his birthday. She gave him...a childhood, something he hadn't had in so long. He loved her for that, but with his insecurity he couldn't express his love. He tried to, but something inside of him couldn't bring it out. Yuuna's influence was so great that she managed to pull Fukuro out of his room and got him back to school. His self confidence was beginning to come back and life was going to finally go his way. Three years pass, and both were 4th year students. The final exams had come and Yuuna made a bet with Fukuro that if he scored higher than her on the final exam, she would to go on a date with him.

Fukuro scored perfectly, and was given the best reward he could possibly get. Fukuro was excited about getting on the date on time and making sure everything was perfect. He had gotten flowers, and even a gift, a graduation gift to be exact. Fukuro hurried towards the city where they would meet, but suddenly taken off guard by a robber. He had a knife in his hand and looked to be nervous. Thoughts began to go off in Fukuro's head, the probability of getting out of this seemed to be at 100%, he would be able to talk this man out of doing anything rash and then he would be only a minute late. Fukuro calmly talked to the man, it looked to work as the robber began to lower his weapon.

Something that Fukuro didn't count on was that the sound of a police siren rang through the streets. The robber believed that he had somehow called them and stabbed him in the heart. Fukuro's calculations were off, and this time it cost him his life. Fukuro was killed on the streets, clutching the flowers and a locket with "Thank You." etched into the opening with a picture of him and her inside of it. Fukuro bled out and died...

Being Shinigami

A young Fukuro was very popular in his village than in his past life. Fukuro was considered a child prodigy by most with vast intellect. Many believed him to be a super genius and thus prepped him to become a Shinigami. Fukuro however seemed to not care very much about what he did with his life. He was anti-social and any praise he recieved he didn't really find all too appealing. His life was boring, and having the admiration of so many people made him feel smothered. The only solitude he had was doing scientific formulas, writing everything down in a thick book. Fukuro soon was searched for by the Gotei 13 for his knowledge and wanted to recruit him for the 12th Squad.

Fukuro, reluctant realized that they may have more equipment there and he would be able to create many things. This caught Fukuro's attention. He joined the Academy which he sliced through the tests and training and was redirected to 12th Squad. There Fukuro continued to be a loner, never speaking, and always trying to find some time alone from the others. Fukuro doesn't necessarily care about what other people do, he's just here for science.

He sat quietly in a small corner, not saying a word. Beside him sat a large bag of small, round, brown balls that looked to be chocolates. Each time his hand would reach and take one to pop into his mouth. And then he went back to writing whatever it was he was writing. The other members of Squad 12 saw this as odd. Someone who was to be 3rd seat would have to be able to have a voice. Since he joined he hadn't said a word. The others were beginning to think he was mute. "What his story...? He came here not too long ago, he just sat down and started working on something." One of the men said , shielding his mouth from the young 3rd seat officer.

"That's Fukuro Hiro, a prodigy. They say that he's one of the greatest young minds to join the Gotei 13." The other said quietly so that Fukuro couldn't hear him. "He passed training with perfect scores. After that they assigned him to Squad 12, and ever since then he's been working on new experiments." The second Shinigami finished with a skeptical voice. "Eh, really?! That's pretty amazing, do you think they'll promote him to Vice Captain soon?" The previous gossiper asked.

"Beats me, I heard that in order to be considered a Captain or Vice Captain you have to be able to activate your Bankai. Someone said that he couldn't do it..." The second man said with a toothy grin. "Wow, really?! I guess that makes him our equal huh...?!" The other said with a chuckle. Fukuro stopped his work, his eyes were slack and his expression was tired as he turned his head. The two jumped and looked at him, Fukuro stood up slowly with his bag of sweets and his work.

"...I could hear you both." He merely stated as he continued to walk out. They both looked nervous and somewhat dumbfounded as to how he was able to hear them from so far across the room. Fukuro walked through the barracks quietly. "That was rude, it isn't like I haven't tried..." He muttered to himself as he popped a chocolate inside of his mouth. "I believe that I lack the reiastu to reach the pinnacle of my Zanpakuto. I've ran countless tests on myself, but my reiatsu doesn't budge..." He said rubbing the bottom of his chin.

His calculations weren't wrong. He believed he didn't have that sort of power to reach such a level. Though he wouldn't stop trying, this was like a challenge to him mentally. "Whatever..." He said to himself as he glared at his pad full of nothing but science formulas and complicated math equations. Fukuro's genius would grow...and then...then he would gain a solution to his problem.

Name: Mirror Image
State: Shikai
Terms of Usage: Once in shikai, can be used after two posts.
Description: This ability allows Fukuro to create a small mirror reflections of himself and can be up to six. They all have his reiatsu keeping him masked from detection. It may be an illusion, but the mirror reflection can deal out damage. The reflections can last for up to three posts and can easily be broken by the opponent. Fukuro can't hold this form forever and it can deplete his energy if held too long. The move can be used once again after five posts.

Name: Mirror World
State: Shikai
Terms of Usage: Passive, used after ten posts.
Description: Fukuro dips Sadoai into the ground, which is actually a mirror portal. Sadoai multiplies into one hundred, which then turn into mirrors. They form around into a small tower. Fukuro dissolves into the mirror portal also and takes his place inside of one of the mirrors. Just like Mirror Image, these mirrors can be easily broken, the only way to destroy Mirror World is by destroying the satellite placed over the mirror tower. Once gone, Mirror World cannot be re-summoned for another ten posts.

Name: Satellite
State: Shikai
Terms of Usage: Passive; Activated after Mirror World is activated.
Description: This is what gives Sadoai the ability to see everything on the battlegrounds. A crystal ball floats in the sky as a satellite used as a third eye against opponents. The satellite acts as a counter system, any reiastu not of Fukuro's can be detected through this ball. Once the satellite picks up a frequency of where the opponent will attack based on their reiatsu spiking or slightly raising above normal Fukuro can send one of his mirror images to attack. The satellite is what Fukuro focuses on and is where he places most of his power. It takes a great deal of energy for Fukuro to keep this illusion. Once destroyed Fukuro's source of reiastu is severed by 50% and cannot be re-summoned throughout the fight.