Disclaimer: I own nothing , this is purely a fanfic for enjoyment. Cross-over from various games , books, anime, manga, and movies. The familiar characters you see here belongs to their respected authors and owners.

AN: Hello, it's me again with another SI story, this plot bunny have been bugging me, so I wrote it. I'm not sure this will be a one-shot or I'll continue this fic. Many thanks and don't forget to review.

Hello my name is Zed, an eighteen year old collage student and somewhat of an otaku, I have black hair, brown eyes and 5'6 in height. I have a lean build with a bit of fat due to my lazy nature. I am a fan of games especially Rpg, over the years, my love for games took root in fantasy manga and novels. These stories are a world on itself, I even tried my hand at writing fanfiction. One would assume with my vast knowledge of game resources and fantasy novels that writing a story is easy, I tell you it's not. Writing a story is a new world in itself, stories are fickle and almost the good ideas are already posted out there but nonetheless I feel like writing my stories even if they're not popular. Now enough about little old me, and let's get on with the story.

I woke up one day realizing I was not in my room, strange as it was, I felt the room was familiar to me. It was a a decent sized room but I could tell it has a japanese design. I shook my head thinking this was some dream, it was 6:00 a.m in the morning in what the clock says, I never really wake up this early, but my internal clock said it's time to wake up. I shrugged of the feeling and cleaned myself up, it was fine and dandy until I took a look at the mirror.

The face was not of Zed but of a familiar face of what I watched of an anime character of Bleach, one Yamada Hanataro. "F***!." I said as I passed out.

In my unconscious state, memories of the original Yamada Hanataro flowed into me, how I got in the acadedemy, kidou practiced and mastered. Hanataro was actually very proficient in that field, but chose the medical field. The memories flowed to the point where Hanataro joined squad 4 with Captain Unahana and how he rose through the ranks up to seventh seat. The memories continued where Hanatoro's meeting with his Zanpakuto, combat training, which was minimal, not considering the academy and the memories ended that I took a week of vacation leave. Did I mention Yamada Hanataro is a 200+ year old spirit?.

I woke up later feeling groggy with a thousand years of memory that flowed into me, at least I now know Japanese. Am I satisfied with being weak?, heck no, I was determined to be strong to hold my own. So, after getting ready for breakfast and eating my fill, I packed my Zanpakuto and went to the underground cave where Urahara created a secret training facility chamber near or under Sokyoku hill.

In there I trained relentlessly, I first tried shunpo, didn't go well at first but after a couple of tries, I'm not tripping anymore. I then tried my hand at Kido.

"Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south!"

"Hado no. 31 Shakaho!." I shouted with feeling as red energy converged in my hand and a red blast of energy burst forward.

"OMG, OMG, I just did magic!, let's try another." I said excitedly.

"Hado no. 4 Byakurai!." I said without the incantation but pictured the incantation in my mind. It didn't disappoint as I now was shooting lightning at my fingers.

I was smiling with an evil glint in my eyes and experimented with other Hado and Bakudo spells.

Mostly, that week was training in shunpo, Bakudo and Hado spells. I also reviewed my memories and learned Occulumency like the Harry Potter books, you heard right, how I did that was a complete accident too , I know right?, it only took me a full day of meditation and a couple of trial and errors. Surprisingly, my new attitude has a positive effect on my soul when I got suddenly dragged in my Soul Scape.

I looked at my surroundings, I was in a bamboo forest with a clear sky, it reminded me of the story of the Bamboo and the mango from Aesop fables where the flexibility of the bamboo survived the heavy storm.

"Beautiful isn't it?." A voice said and I looked at the source of the voice. It was a Japanese child wearing a Kimono.

"Hisogomaru?." I asked him.

"Correct, Yamada-kun." Said Hisogamaru smiling.

"I'm not really Yamada Hanataro." I said honestly being clean.

"Hehe, actually, you are, you and Hanatarou's soul merged with you being the dominant personality." Hisagomaru said bluntly.

"So, I'm him now?, and he's me?." I guess his knowldege combined with my drive will help me get stronger, I don't really wanna loose my precious people, will you help me train Hisogamaru?." I asked my zanpakuto sincerely.

"Of course, Hanataro, finally, I have waited for you to get motivated to get stronger." Said the child, who transformed into a teen.

"My training will be harsh, do you still want to go with it?." Asked Hisagomaru.

"Of course, I don't want to be weak." I said with all my resolve.

"Good." Was all he said and then attacked me with his full strength.

Time Skip 15 years.

It has been fifteen years now since I arrived here in soul society. I had blended in well enough and fulfilled my duties in squad four.

Meanwhile, my training had drastic results, I had lots of stamina now, an abundance of reiryoku or spiritual pressure that rivals that of a captain, but is perfectly sealed with my Kido control. I'm now sporting a six pack, yes, a six pack abs which pleased me greatly. My combat prowess increased drasticallly and I can chant low to medium bakudo and hado spell without incantation. I have befriended my zanpakuto and unlocked another ability in my shikai beside the original. It's called "Chakra no mesu mode", which is available after my zanapkuto shrinks into a scalpel. My scalpel produces another one for both hand to have each, it is empowered by a wind type reiryoku which its cutting power becomes ten times sharper, the wounds thata I inflict will bleed and will not heal until I willed it, just like the Gae Bolg from fate stay night passive effect. It also doubles my speed when I'm in this form.

I have also achieved my Bankai that adds its effect to my 'chakra no mesu mode' called "Sactuary Hisogamaru", it is a moving area of effect, yes it moves with me. It heals me anyone I deem an ally and damages enemies within it's range. It also makes my speed 10 times faster like the boost of speed like Ichigo's 'Tensa Zangetsu', Ichigo's bankai.

Life has been great, I managed to hide my talents as my power grew. My proficency in healing grew exponentially where I can heal without the use of medical equipments, but I have to put up appearance so I go with my equipment.

Time passed, I met many people like Rukia and lieutenant Renji which were pretty good people. I did have the unfortunate luck when I met Shiba Kaien, the guy was friendly enough, but he made it his lifelong goal for me to make friends. He was really popular and desirable guy in Seiretei even he already has a wife.

I didn't get just friends, but fan girls now. I still remember the incident.

Flashback:

Kaien Shiba invited be into a drinking party with many notable shinigami in a bar and Kaen got drunk.

"Dish ish my shy ffffriend Hanataro." He said as he wanted to drag me to introduce everyone.

I was having a good time too being less known, but Kaien tripped on a lying bottle and I was in the way, he grabbed my shinigami uniform which was ripped and reavealed my muscular body.

"..." The room went silent and everyone stared at at my physique.

"Damn you Kaien!." I said as I shunpo'd out of the club to my home.

"Wow, that guys hot, did anyone get his number?." Said Matsumoto Staring at the spot where Hanatoro was standing.

Girls were thinking that Hanataro looked hot, while the guys were wondering how a squad four member was sporting very well built muscles that was well defined than most squad eleven members.

Flashback end:

"Curse you Kaien!." I shouted as I had a massive love letters on my locker.

I now have to avoid people now and every now and then a scary girly giggle could be heard whenever I work.