>>5276421You nod to Komamura, taking up a kendo stance like his own. His eyes widen ever so slightly, before he nods back to you. The two of you take a breath, prepare, and as if on cue, raise your blades to swing when-
“That’s enough.” A commanding voice broke through the silence, and both of you turned to look at who it was. Instant recognition dawned on both of your faces, and you practically dropped you zanpakuto to bow for the Head Captain himself, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.
The old man regards you both with curiosity. “I had wondered which two fool Lieutenants had decided that the grounds of the Shin’ō Academy would be a good place to spar, and throw around reiatsu as if it were a life or death struggle. Imagine my surprise to find not Lieutenants, but students… and that one of them should be you, Sajin.” The larger student stiffened, in what you assume is shame.
Yamamoto then looks at you specifically. “You are the child of Seventh Seat Hokkyokusei, correct?”
“Yes, Head Captain.” You respond instantly.
“Hmm…” He hummed to himself thoughtfully. “Kyoraku and Ukitake spoke of you. You show promise, boy. But!” The genial tone of the man quickly shifted, now sounding far more stern. “The both of you must know by now to show far more restraint. Fighting of that level should not occur in the Seireitei - you risk the lives of any who may be caught in the crossfire. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Head Captain.” The two of you sombrely reply, cowed.
“Good.” He murmurs tapping his cane on the ground. “See to it you have your injuries treated. I expect much from you, as do I expect much of every shinigami in the Academy.” And with that, the man disappeared, business settled. You raised your head, and…
>Collapsed on the ground, tired from the fight>Thanked Komamura for the fight>Gloat that you won>Return to your pawns 