User:EternalJunior/Shihouin Introit

Shihouin Introit chronicles an imperative story in the childhood of young shinigami, Shihouin Rin. The following stories are used to introduce the character in his younger days before the author "jumps-starts" Rin a few years later for story and roleplay purposes. It doesn't include all events incoperated and references in Rin's past, but does give some information and basis for Rin's growth.

Azaleas danced in the unruly wind currents, swaying patiently in front of the wooden home behind, of which lit marvelously. The wooden walls of the cabin behind the flowers were planked yet intricately carved and placed, worksmanship of which would take a considerable amount of time. The planks of wood are reinforced by additional wood in the inner workings, of which are coated in a thin stripes of steel. The roof was also wood, yet pointed, hammered, allowed a tile roof to be etched upon the top.

The original square shape was evident, unusually, at the same time hidden by the gleaming worksmanship and patience used to construct this crafty cabin. Three rooms all stemming from a hallway shone amber by a lit candle in the base of the livingroom.

Behind the household, a large patch of land was being used; plants of variety perked atop the freshly laid soil enclosed by a fence barricade. It housed vegetables of great potency, despite the low income selling, quite famous for taste, and fruits that immersed the other plants in a wave of unrivaled color that shone at sunrise and bundled together in a beautiful mass at sundown. Delicious smells flooded from within the house while aromas from out hunted and enticed any who ventured by. The settlement was quite the spectacle.

Strolling down the hallway, young Shihouin Rin strutted with confidence while inching towards the kitchen, his eyes ever so attentive on the lustrous sway of white hair that could be seen through the angle of his eye, slightly barred by the corner of the doorway. His eyes suggested his glee as he peered at his mother, tender genarnium eyes shot forth as he smelled the freshened lump of nicely sliced fruits mixed about that only a farmer could identify solely on smell.

He walked in earnestly, attempting to hide his raging excitement, "Rosa!" he announced, unable to conceal his happiness, he leaped and hugged his mother from behind. Meanwhile, his mom noticed him moments ago, his stench from working the garden all morning was too strong for even her to bear, so, she side-stepped and caught Rin by the tail of his headband, she was irritated. "Son, go wash up!"

All her demands somehow had the power to escape her lips as eventual threats, "..And I wish you wouldn't call me Rosa. I'm your mother. It is not proper."

"Guess I ain't proper then" he retorted quickly.

Rosa sighed before letting him go, sending his knee crashing into the kitchen floor. A yelp went out before he limped to the brown circular table in the center of the kitchen, he groaned. "Sorry, ma'm."

"Its fine." She said, turning her back to Rin and continuing with her cooking. Rin however, could see the exhaustion her face fade into happiness; her son was happy, eager, smelly, but still a happy child and that made her world.

"Have you studied today?" she inquired, turning around a raising her lightly shaded eyebrows. Her physique slim and curved as she leaned back against the sink. The light coloration of her figure and her silver mane complimented one another well. Her gentle eyes however became a knife prodding at Rin while he hesitated upon hearing her question.

"Yes ma'm."

"No ma'm, is more like it. I know you weren't in the garden all day. I wish you would avoid getting into trouble and playing so much." She said wearily, knowing that Rin was trouble to many, but could easily be contained, at least, for now. "You're a good son, but I would love it if you studied some."

"Yes ma'm" Rin said quietly, a combination of sadness filled into his voice; he abandoned the chair he sat at and pushed the table back, preparing to leave.

"Not so fast---" she motioned toward him, her build lording over Rin's, "you haven't eaten yet." she said smiling, her red eyes kindly examining her son marred in dirt mixed with fingerprints. Her strapped white t-shirt covering her torso while her apron concealed her lower portion. Her hands slowly touching her blonde mane to "spruce" up her stray locks.

Rin studied his mom, his love and admiration extended far but he was also left unaware of his moms true emotions, that confused him; study, study, study was typical but he knew that she only wanted to protect him from those outside of her control, control which seemed too vast to understand. In fact, almost everyone who had ever seen Rosa always noted her beauty and power, as if she was some overlord who excreted authority with every step. He smiled back, hurriedly removing his red headband as to not recieve Rosa's stern reprimand. Having a headband on while eating is rude.

He tossed his band to the ground and bolted back toward the table. His mouth drooling with anticipation as he watched his mom prepare plates.

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Night quickly unfolded onto the town of Konohagakure. The night sky shrouded the heavens with a lording aura, as if being watched. A small visage unfurled atop a pillar, his small being kept watch over the vast Soul Society. His eyes filled with wonder and anger, immediately clinching his fist in annoyance. "...I never did anything---"

Rin leaped down, "...too bad, they pissed me off already" he exclaimed, as if ensuring that his emotions were his own.

Sternly, his body became erect as his hands filled with homeade bombs that seemingly flashed into existence, with it, paint came into his other hand. He smiled, as he went to work; painting, dismantling and destroying whatever he could once in Seireitei. Parks laid to waste, mere vistages of what once was; benches burned, trees torn from the roots and the ground littered with paint and, what seemed to be urine.

This wasn't really an act to sow chaos, but merely a statement of anger it would appear, as nothing or no one was critically injured nor damage. The sekkisekki wall took no damage to add, however, the Black Ridge Gate was painted over, gleaming multiple colors of the rainbow once rays of light shone onto it. The disarray of the parks wasn't all, in fact, that was just the beginning. Sneaking about proved easier than thought, using previous experience he moved about within the depths of shadows; using the crevices of the massive artwork known as Soul Society to venture about undetected, his low spiritual frequency assisted this also.

His smile was the only thing visible once night completely set in, however, he was growing tired. Exhausted by a nights good work, he walked away in infamy. Darkness converged into a single point, his ears perked up and a flash ensued, momentarily, the blinding flash gave way to a black cat strolling through Soul Society cheerfully. Its long black tail moving about slowly in a paced, vertical sway. Clothes left in straps and discarded left a trail behind the cat.

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"....---And if you ever, even think about doing something like that ever again! Oh, help me god I will"

Rin began to tone his mother out as best he could; with no father, all his love resided with her yet he couldn't but help feel that his mother would never undertstand his rebellious acts. No one liked him, so their is no reason he should make reasons for people to like him, right!? Snickering as he thought of the astonished faces on those who seen the disaster caused, his mother caught glimpse of this and quickly acted, grabbing him by his hair and pulling hard. "owowowow" he let out, frantically, his arms sought out his mothers grasp trying to break it.

Unyielding though, his mother tossed him into his room with little effort, still screaming as she did so. "You little---Ahhh, why do you think we live out here! Your supposed to stay out of trouble! I swear, kids will never learn! And if I find out that you have been near the Shihouin Manor, I'll show you hell" she grumbled, stampering toward the kitchen, then the living room, front door, and finally back.

Rosa continued berating him, her words consistent as she reprimanded him. Most likely intent on following through with her swift, spankings as Rin has learned all to well. This continued for about an hour before she tossed a book onto a desk beside his bed, proceeding to close the window on the right of his room before fading out, leaving the room. As she left the room she was more than angry, more so, worried. His eyes remained locked on his mother irritated steps out of his room, he knew that she couldn't help but be mad at him...at least, not when he shows her his "innocent" face. He would just have to wait until the right time!

Rin has learned, nothing can break through it when his mother locks his doors and windows. Intricate designs of spells have been used to keep him at bay and prevent any type of escape. Meanwhile, Rin grabbed the book on his desk, hopefully biding time before he can plan an escape.

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Pacing toward the centre of Konohagakure, Rin continued looking backward, hoping that he was being watched by his mother. Once in town, he kicked around dirt, tossed rocks. Ignoring the scowls from others, he continued.

Suddenly, three man walked up toward Rin while he sat atop a rock, in a low crouch with his knee resting on his left knee. The man to the left hair was black and messy, he had a stubble on his chin. He also had broad shoulders and a knife in his right hand. The man in the middle was the shortest, he was thin and wiry but he was clearly quite smart, maybe the leader of the pack. The last one had really bushy hair, his face was worn out from battle and exhausted over the years.

"Your that Shihouin kid right? The one who caused that damage last night, and the one in the past weeks, eh?" The middle one asked. Rin didn't answer. "Yo, brat! We asked you a question!" The one with messy black hair spat.

"Leave me alone" Rin replied, mumbling. Part of him was formulating another attack against Soul Society while the other regretted being around these bastards.

"Snot-nosed lil--" the man on the left stopped, raised his knife, and charged. Rin examined him quickly, jumping down from the rock stump and ducking underneath the knife. Afterwards, he slid, kicking at the short one's leg. This sent him reeling back to the ground in anger, but as soon as it happened, the quiet man on the right punched Rin in the face. "Damn freak. No good obake monster"

All three man regrouped, and suddenly, Rin felt pound after pound stomp onto painfully, jarring his senses with powerful kicks. Blood trickled from his face as he felt his stomach spin in pain, "Argghhh!"

Just as quickly as the onslaught began, it ended, all three man fleeing in fear, scampering away. Revealed, Rin was showered in spirit energy. He taunted the man as he watched them run away, chuckling while doing so. But, he couldn't help but feel despair; maybe what those man said were true. He coughed blood as he fled the scene, his spirit energy having littered the area before leaving.

He abandoned his chaos intent for the time being, heading back home before his mother could become aware.

As soon as he came back home, he went to the fields; resorting some plants and replanting them in proper places. He would do this for another two hours before his Rosa arrived, alongside her, Komishinara.

She walked magnificently, her bright azure hair shone like the sun. Her eyes were beautiful and the curves of her body kept Rin interested. He smiled and ran toward them, unintentionally stomping on plants in his path. "Hi, Kishi!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, "how long are you staying?" His question came out more desperate than usual.

He wasn't very polite or refined in mannerisms, but his childlike happiness was apparent. Before Rin could say another word, Rosa cut in, "I'll be away at the food market. I was by her flower shop and Miss Komishinara says she will babysit you while I'm gone. Is that okay?"

"Yea, thats fine" he replied. Wiping the sweat from his face with the back of his palm.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure he doesn't do anything bad. Right, Rin-kun?"

While Rosa left, Komishinara walked into the house with Rin in tow. Happily, staring at Komishinara and envisioning her alongside him.

Her supple frame and beautiful locks of blue radiated elegance while her eyes stood as a maze of enticement. She slowly removed the clothing adorn on her torso and continued onward, unfortunately, just as Rin's imagination was cut off---"Are you hungry?" Kishi asked.

She leaned in, taking out a dish of previously baked dinner. Her amber eyes locked onto Rin's. "You remind me so much of him" Kishi muttered, remembering her younger brother, who she failed to protect a few years ago.

"Yes" Rin said, intentionally extending his arms to reach for her breasts rather than the food. He managed a touch before Kishi stepped back, caught off guard but not astonished. "Sigh. You always do that. I'm telling you, I'm too old for you. You can't have me" he said, dramatically emphasizing her last sentence. Rin grimaced. "Your just saying that. You know you want me" he chuckled and grabbed the food.

A few moments passed of meaningless conversation before Komishinara sat down beside Rin, who had been sitting outside on a patch of dirt. "You know, you are quite strong and smart." Kishi recalled the moments when she last babysat, having watched Rin train and having already known that he is quite a good reader and writer. "You should really consider going to the Shinou Academy."

"I do, but my mom says I'm not ready yet. She's just worried about me." He said, stuffing his head into his knees and clinging onto his legs.

"Yeah, I know" she replied. "You can handle it though. I've seen you. You handle adversity quite well for someone your age."

Rin stayed silent; thinking of the dozens of people he fought, who hated him. Next, he thought of his damn father who died, most likely because he didn't want to have to handle him. "Rosa doesn't want me to get hurt, I guess." He was on the verge of crying, before Kishi embraced him motherly, hugging him tightly.

Day tuned to night and Rin had been sound asleep, following four more failed attempts to woo Kishi, he had given up for the day. Upon completing his one-hundred-fiftieth push-up and finishing yet another book, he had fallen asleep, exhausted by his intensive farmwork and everyday regiman. He wandered from consciousness to dreaming consistenlty, hearing the muttering tones of Kishi and Rosa in the distance.

"He's spiritual power is really high---"

"No, I don't want him anywhere near the Shihouin Manor. I'm sorry Komishinara but I can't agree with that. I love you, but..."

"I know..., Takeda right. He is stubborn just like him. But he is no Takeda, he isn't as well, aligned."

"You can say that again. That boy always finds away to break my kidou and cause some type of harm. I've never been that good at it, but still it is quite the statement if he can break kidou barriers with time on his side."

Rin blacked out again, however, he woke up what seemed like an eternity later, still the words of his mother and Kishi resounded from a distance.

"No no, as far as I know he is safe. Well, as long as I am here. I mean, well, I've seen some things. But thats to be as expected. Being an obake he isn't accepted."

He knew that word all to well, having read up on the events thousands of years go regarding the obake, Shihouin and Doubutsu Kato. Kurama, Yoruichi, and he are obakes, especially strong shapeshifting animal spirits. Being the direct adversary of spirits, they are hated but the public, or what seemed to be everyone outside of Soul Society.

"It isn't just that though. Remember that...incident. Regarding the Ki-Rin at Black Ridge Gate. Rin knows nothing about it, but still...."

Rosa remained silent, Rin's conscious flickered with the sudden silence. The word, Ki-Rin lingering in his mind as he thought. "...Ki-rin..."

That night, his mind raced with thoughts of his very existence. What was he? The word Ki-Rin rose in his mind multiple times, and still, such a divine entity affiliated with an devious obake. He was confused, but as time increased, he would simply pretend to be oblivious, just as always. Ignoring the signs of disease that his mother showed. "She's protecting me from those people who hate me. I don't know what I am, or what I'm capable of. But...I swear, I will..."

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3 Years Later...

Tears riddled his face, beside Rin, who was much taller, and had broader shoulders, lorded over his mother who laid motionless in the bed. Her gaze temperate and calm as she met with her son. Rosa was dying. Whether it was the battles to protect her son, consistent exhaustion dealt to her by supplying a home and food for her son.

Beside the taller Rin, who was now dressed in long black trousers and a long-sleeve grey shirt, worn over another crimson t-shirt. Komishinara stood beside him, holding and squeezing tightly on Rin's hand. He weeped into the bed as he watched his mother, slowly pass on. Her body fading away, using its spiritron makeup to resupply Soul Society, the cycle of spirits. "Mom, I swear. I'll make it up to you. Everything you did for me!" He slammed his fist against the ground, causing a hole to carve from his punch.

"Rin, please....*cough*.." she spoke in ragged breaths. "Son, your whole life I've tried to keep you away from the pain of society. But now, you have grown to quite the young man, as I knew you would become. Strong...*cough*..smart, confident and tolerant. I want you to bring about change."

Rin became silent, thinking of his father, Takeda. The man who was killed from the demands of work and being a Shihouin Elder Council Member in addition to having a direct role in the Gotei 13.

Kishi teared up, abandoning her squating position and leaving the room in tears. Suddenly, Rosa brought her hand to Rin's chin, heaving him up to force him a smile. "I want you to change Soul Society for the better. Bring about justice and make the Court Guard Squads act on righteousness rather than self-interest, and *cough*...don't ever forget your lineage. You are Shihouin Rin; bold, rash, strong and intelligent."

Those words lingered within his mind, for the first time, he was calm. Brought ease by his mother just as he always would be.

"Yes ma'm. I swear."