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" H..Huh.. Where am i?" He thought as his body shivered in pain, visible tremors shooting through his body that had no structure to it. He was rigged muscle holding in bone soup. There was a warm wet feeling, blood, he realized immediately. Slowly the white lights and thrum of clutter being moved around faded from his ears. There was only silence.
As if time had stopped, Jinno remembered crawling out of the Training Room and then falling into a state of nothingness. Now he was here, in this all too familiar place. The only difference is he was standing, holding his sealed Zanpakuto in his hand. He took a step forward and without warning, without pause, with every lethal intent to be assumed. A force struck against his chest, sending him skidding across the forehead of a giant purple face. The dust kicked up at his feet, fleeing from his forced retreat. From the shadows in front of him, a person forms in front of Jinnosuke. A female, one with ogre like appearance, no, Devil like. It was in this moment the two engaged in their first meaningful dialogue. Jinnosuke asked many questions about Ikari, and many questions were answered about himself. In the end they were there for one thing. To complete his training.
Ikari leapt again, her feet carrying her to Jinnosuke's chest once more, Ikari was lightning fast without that huge skull plate armor she wore previously. Even beyond that in the training room under Eleventh, this was her world, she owned it. Here her strength and speed knew no limits. As she traveled through the air, Jinnosuke was able to follow it running the back of his hand down her foot and ankle, until he was able to snatch it.
The moment he did however, Ikari spun her entire body weight around the point of the grapple, her free leg drawing back in the spin, and once turning naturally towards the direction of her leg, she appeared on the other side delivering a lighting fast kick with her heel. Instead of being crushed into the ground this time, Jinnosuke's arm instinctively moved to dodge it. Her heel twitching with pressure as it bore down on his wrist. There was no emotion on Jinnosuke's face, and a laugh escaped Ikari's throat. Jinnosuke was faster than ever before, his body enduring through this is testimony of the torture he can take. They sparred like this for hours, until a pool of sweat and blood was leaking off the giant purple face they fought upon. How long had it been, hours? days? weeks? Jinnosuke didn't care, He knew he hadn't passed on to be reborn because he as still meditating. He figured he was laying in fourth division with someone leaning over him telling him how much of an idiot he is.
Jinnosuke would sigh, with a ever so small smile creeping upon his face. He reached out his hand towards a distant purple face, a giant structure that he was too familiar with. The sound of ripping stone and the waft of a blade flying through the air. And Ikari was now in Jinnosuke's hand. Mustering his Reiatsu into a violent pressure, He would swing his blade. The Reiryoku cracking the ground under him as it physically manifests into a black and purple aura around his blade. " I swing this sword ten thousand times, every day. I swing this sword more then men hold their cocks. I swing this sword more than the humans we protect draw breath, it is Autonomic, We are one." The last two phrases were said in unison by Jin's voice, and another, something deep within Ikari. Adding a beautiful duet to his grungy harsh voice, and her elegant almost falsetto voice. Setting his second hand on the handle of his crude zanpakuto. Jinnosuke slashes out with all he has learned in the time he has trained. Two raw months of torturous training followed by a mental battle that was visible causing him to nearly induce seizures in his physical body. His muscles rippled, his stance solidified, and still he was moved back a few inches, as he brought his sword down. Aiming at that far distant face in the stone, Jin's attack left his blade, a rippling slash in the shape of a perfect vertical line. The black and purple wave had nearly no travel time, the second it left the blade the force of ten thousand swings followed it. If one were to blink they would miss it, the sheering energy that ripped through the giant stone face. It made no impact noise, only the splitting of stone could be heard in the creepy artificial silence of the attack.
He took the Zanpakuto in a single hand once more, running his palm of his left hand over the blades black core. "Zettai no Nami, That will be your name. I need to accept the fact that, no matter what i think. Mastering you and your techniques is my path forward to victory. " 絶対の波 Zettai no Nami. The Absolute Wave, takes every drop of malicious hatred in Jinnosuke's heart, and manifests it within his reiatsu. Formulating a ranged wave attack powerful enough to sheer a mountain in half. Coming to the conclusion that even if it isn't sword on sword, There was honor more in mastering yourself, than mastering others. Even if he didn't really look different, Jinnosuke was becoming a completely different shinigami. The life lessons and combat lessons learned along his way will never be forgotten.
Jinno would look towards the sky and laugh lightly, an actual feeling of serotonin coursing through his brain. It was a gentle laugh. Almost uncharacteristic of the brute called the Devil Jin. He would look over at an Ikari who was sitting on the nose of one of the giant stone faces. "Who knows how long it'll be before were able to move, Let's keep this up until you kick me out... HEH! " Just like that they were at it again, this time Jinnosuke's new attack would be implemented in the ever growing chain of combos they worked out together. As if every training session before today's Ikari and Jinnosuke were fighting for control. Now, in this moment it was as if they were fighting together.
Hours more went by, and then days. Until finally a stirring in his physical body would make the nurses freak out. His neon green eyes crept open, until the blurry haze of lights would fade and he could see the bright almost comical nurses outfits that they all had to wear. "Huhwha...." He accidentally muttered out, instantly his body was racked with sharp pains like needles being plunged into him. The nearest nurse would leap up and immediately inject a colored liquid into a drip bag. A warm and then ice cold feeling shot through his body, finally the pain stopped and he felt like he could breath again. "Thanks Nur...."; Jinno had started to say before one of the Nurses shot a finger to his face, nearly poking him in the eye. " VICE CAPTAIN UEKU DO NOT MOVE OR SPEAK OR WE WILL HAVE TO TELL ON YOU!" This chain of events only made him laugh harder. It's a good thing that nurse numbed him before. Otherwise his deep chuckles would probably cause him to cough blood. " You keep putting that juice in my body and i'll be just fine, i'm more resilient than you think. Please let someone know i am awake, i'll stay put." The nurse's mouth dropped. She didn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. " Ok.. This is far more serious than i thought... Tell Captain Nakamoto that Vice Captain Ueku woke up and was polite and said he would listen to us and that, well, he must have brain damage." This cause Jinno to laugh again, the nurse visibly freaked out at this point would scurry off.
A deep sigh escaped Jinnosuke, he laid in the hospital bed and remained still. Awaiting someone to come and scold him for his actions.
