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Forget The Rails, I Can't Find The Train! (Bleach SI)

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Ch10 Sanity is an ideal.

-Grobecam-

Josh Groban ignored the grunt that escaped him as he felt his body crash through the building. Debris, furniture and flailing shinigami filling his vision as he went through one wall after another before slowing and halting in the middle of what looked like a massive hall.

His body quickly snapped to it's feet, his eye taking in every new hostile around.

Fifteen Shinigami.

"W-Who are you-" Another voice joined the fray, though the speaker's tongue seemed to catch a sudden knot as his reiatsu flooded the building. Josh snapped his gaze behind him, finding another, rather tall, wide-eyed shinigami, though this ones reiatsu was remarkably higher than the average around him.

He quickly spread his arms to the side and released a shockwave of reiatsu, scattering the shinigami to and through the broken walls. Their cries of pain a melody to his ears. Though the feeling wouldn't last long as he promptly ducked his head, missing the swipe from the damned captain who'd appeared behind him.

"Miss me!?" The bastard exclaimed, his look of sheer excitement threatened to send him over the edge. Without skipping a beat however, he promptly disappeared, a burst of reiatsu left in his wake as he reappeared in the sky above the destroyed barracks. He eyed the captain on the ground with a passive expression. The man had deigned to give him a few seconds to plan. His funeral.

"I have yet to find the words to describe what I int-"

"Nice tattoo, where'd you get it?" Aizen quickly interrupted him again.

Josh Groban twitched from his position. He simply raised his gun above his head, pointing it to the sky and began charging. He ignored the second pair of shinigami that appeared after him, having deemed them non-threats earlier. Though Yoruichi, unfortunately kept her distance from him.

When Aizen raised his sword, likely to release it, he was promptly reminded of the cheap trick from earlier. One he could hardly believe he'd fallen for... Using the other captain to convince him he was under an illusion... Josh shook his head and promptly seared the man's, and every shinigami within 200 metres, pommel. The sudden reiatsu drain, admittedly causing him to wince. Turning his head minutely to his growing, unstable, ball of energy he felt satisfaction rush through him as he spoke.

"Once I am done with you, I am redoing this entire shitsho-" He'd started, his gaze turning back down towards the captain.

'Thwack' The sudden sound of a sword piercing him caught him off guard. The searing pain and anger that immediately followed as he realised the blade had managed to dig through his head was almost unbearable.

Josh Groban, ignoring said pain entirely, minutely blinked as he suddenly realised the bastard had thrown his sword through his goddamn eyepiece.

...

-Aizen-

Did you just throw my goddamn sword!?"

What? It's not like he was using that eye.

That's not the problem!

Relax... Unlike Kenpachi he ain't getting a powerup- Ow! Ow! I am sorry! I am sorry! I'll get it back! Sheesh!

I ignored the shiver that travelled down my spine as I turned towards Hitsugaya quickly asking to borrow his blade.

...

-Grobecam-

The sudden lapse in judgement was followed by an earth-shaking roar as he realised he'd lost concentration and focus on his building ball of energy, causing it to implode, the explosion covering him entirely before sending him rocketing towards the ground.

Still, even caught off-guard as he was, he didn't give the bastard the satisfaction of his body crashing as he forced it into suspended animation a metre off the ground. His facial muscles twitching rapidly as he processed what the hell had just happened.

When he raised his head however, one hand about to grab the offending sword still stuck in his head, he realised he'd taken a nanosecond too long as his eye landed on the wrong captain, Aizen nowhere in sight. The shorter white-haired one was, not only missing his zanpakuto but was currently eyeing him with an uncomfortable expression-

A rough tug, that sent waves of pain arching through his head and stilled him on the spot quickly told him why. His eye snapped upwards to the side, eyeing a hand on the pommel of the blade intimately invading his brains personal space.

"Would you look at that! I've found Yzma's lever!" Were the last words he heard as he felt the cold steel of another blade push against the back of his neck, while the man pulled back his Zanpakuto with his left hand, beheading him in one fell swoop.

...

-Josh Groban-

Josh Groban minutely reopened his eye, his mind back in it's body as the reiatsu apparition in Soul Society quickly broke apart following the loss of senses, in it's place was his currently missing pistol. He was somewhat mollified with the fact he'd decided to not send both of them. Though that didn't help much per say.

He eyed the utterly passive expression on Ulquiorra's face for a few moments before his eyebrow twitched. He knew the +Espada had been keeping watch through the mirror.

"How, in the ever loving fuck, did you not see that coming?" Josh Groban finally questioned, his anger barely contained as he focused his reiatsu into the air before him. The reiatsu slowly morphing space and time as it reached out towards his missing gun.

Ulquiorra blinked once.

"I cannot predict Josh Groban's actions."

Josh twitched at the words, it was the only answer Ulquiorra ever gave him if any visions involving him personally didn't work out. A common occurrence, though they had never deviated this much.

"Of course." He sighed as the small portal in space finished forming.

He promptly reached his hand in, intending to retrieve the gun-

-snip-

Ulquiorra turned his head away at the sound, his expression hidden as his body shuddered.

Josh Groban felt himself, once again, uncontrollably twitch and shake as he pulled back his now hand-less arm.

The urge to murder everything within a dimensions radius had, in the last hour alone, grown to an unprecedented level.

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Author Notes: Hope you enjoyed! Don't forget feedback!

Regarding Groban's power, Stark in canon was known to have the ability to split his reiatsu.

This fic just upped it to a new level.