Mayuri goes to find Ishida

Ishida had been practicing alone in a secluded area of the city, his bow in hand as he carefully aimed at his targets. The night was quiet, with only the sound of crickets and the rustle of leaves as the wind blew. He took in a deep breath, focusing all of his senses into shooting his bow, and let out his arrow, swiftly striking out the target. He was completely focused on his training, his mind and body in perfect harmony as he honed his skills.

Suddenly, he sensed that something was amiss. His senses were jolted as an arrow was shot at him from the shadows. Ishida jumped from his place, dodging it swiftly, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of the attacker.

“Who is it?” Ishida demanded. “Don’t be a coward who can just shoot an arrow from the shadows. I can sense your enormous spiritual energy even all the way from here. Come out!”

It was then that he saw her walking out – a tall woman with long black hair swaying behind her and –Ishida gulped as he felt his insides getting hot at the sight – a very, very revealing outfit. Her outfit was even barely covering what it needed to cover – Ishida could see her cleavage, and her thighs, even all the way to her round buttocks. Frowning, Ishida noted that she really was not what he expected. Put it simply, she didn’t look like she was the holder of such a large spiritual energy. He had never seen her before, but there was something familiar about her.

As he studied her, he heard a sinister laugh behind the woman. He squinted his eyes, and saw another figure walking out from the shadow. This time, it was a figure that he was rather familiar with. It was the figure of division 12 captain - Kurotsuchi Mayuri. The captain stopped a few distance away from the woman, the wicked grin from his eerie mask seemed to give Ishida a bad feeling. Ishida's heart sank – he didn’t know what’s going to happen, but whatever it was – he knew that this was going to be trouble.

"Captain Kurotsuchi? Why are you here? And who is this woman?" Ishida asked, his eyes darting back and forth between Mayuri and the mysterious woman.

Mayuri let out a twisted laugh. "The identity of the woman doesn't matter, Ishida. What matters is that I am about to get my **** on you," he said, his voice dripping with malice, making Ishida frown. ****? Was it for that time Ishida beat Mayuri in battle? It seemed so long ago that Ishida didn’t really remember, but for Mayuri it must have been a loss that he was constantly reminded of.

“I thought we are on the same side now,” said Ishida, but Mayuri only cackled.

“In your dreams, Quincy! The only reason I didn’t go after your neck earlier was because we got busy with Aizen’s betrayal and the arrancars. I’ve always had my eyes on your for ****,” said Mayuri, the hunger for blood in his voice sent shivers down Ishida’s spine. He was reminded once again on how actually merciless Mayuri was. Before he could process anything further though, Mayuri had taken out a switch from his pocket and pressed it – and all of a sudden, the woman, who had been standing impassively beside Mayuri – teleported in front of Ishida.