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#this is now a bonafide headcanon post about his graduation!!!
mccncutter · 2 years
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Randomly reaches up to fix his collar… ❝ You're a mess sometimes, y'know that. ❞ Uttered softly with just a touch of disdain yet upon closer look there's a faint smile upon her lips as she speaks. ❝ ... there. ❞ Exhale of a sigh and she promptly turns but not before hitting the youth’s chest with the back of her hand. ❝ And stop slouching, you look like a caveman. ❞
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          Well,  everything had led to this day.  Between the constant jumbling of personal life,  shinigami life,  and school life ... it was all gonna be worth it.   such a long journey,  from a small child,  to the man who stood front,  he who conquered the world’s deadliest horrors,  fresh off the victory against Juha Bach and the Sternritters.  Kurosaki Ichigo,  a man controlled by fear or despair no longer,  proudly ready to walk along a new path.    
                                    It was Graduation Day.   
          Naturally,  substitute had invited many of his family and friends to the ceremony,  many being shinigami and that ilk.  Many accepted the invitation,  and took the day trip to The World Of The Living to see their golden boy walk with his hard earned diploma.  The obvious ones like Rukia,  Renji,  The Vizards, etc were to be expected, but others like Byakuya,  Shunsui,  Toshirou,  Kenpachi,  ... hell,  most of the Gotei came out in support of their very own war hero.  It was ... kind of intimidating,  he couldn’t lie.  Only a few had chosen to don’ gigai,  others chose to watch on out of sight of the humans attending,  well at least the ones without spiritual senses.  It was great to see the reactions of the human friends of his seeing this cavalcade of characters appear from thin air.  Chuckles could be heard from the Karakura Four,  all dressed up for their big day,  ready to take on the future they fought for.
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          Once everyone dispersed,  Ichigo stood alone for a second.  Gathering thoughts,  reflecting on the past,  thinking of the future.  Smile would slowly creep upon visage,  and the familiar call of name would snap black sun to.  Turning heel,  hazel would meet gold as Flash Goddess appeared,  flanked by Kisuke and Isshin.  Genuine smile now shifting to playful smirk,  choosing the low road and following their appearance up with chastising.
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                  ❝   Tch ... think you could’ve cut it any closer,  you guys  ???   ❞
          Before reply could be had,   Flash Goddess was already upon him,  lithe digits dancing around his collar before giving her own thoughts about his state.  Before some smart aleck retort could even be thought of,  let alone spat,  boy noticed the curvature of lips,  trying ever so desperately to hide from hazel gaze.  As she finished fixing his state of dress,  pulling away as quickly as she came,  Ichigo stood in silence.  A memory rang true,  that of Masaki readying a young boy for his first day at school,  that same delicate touch applied to collar,  it felt like yesterday she was with him ... and yet she’ll miss this day too.
          Neko’s quick smack to broad chest firmly snapped him free of this memory’s clutches,  hazel starting to pool,  fighting for chance to breath.  Was it the memory of the smack that pulled tears from ducts,  we’ll never be too sure.  Truth be told,  substitute hadn’t even acknowledged the second insult,  distracted by his own feelings of the encounter.   Time ticked by,  as boy continued to stand in awe,  before grin would place itself firmly ‘pon visage once more,  digits traveling upwards to strike any sense of sorrow from the record,  would be tears disappearing without trace.  
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                               ❝  Yeah ... thanks, Yoruichi.   ❞
          Before said flash step master could turn to face shinigami once more,  arm would quickly snake its way around her shoulder,  boy now draping himself upon the other,  leaning upon her without restraint,  chuckle ripping from lungs as he hung.
                                                                 ❝  Don’t slouch like this  ???  ❞
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