Bleach: I Have No Talent

After a long day of training, Shiro returned to the dorms. An uneasy feeling gnawed at him as he imagined the worst—an ambush orchestrated by Aizen and Haruto. He shook the thought off, reminding himself that he couldn't live in constant paranoia over their revenge.

Taking a deep breath, Shiro opened the door to their shared room. His gaze immediately fell on Aizen and Haruto, both seemingly fast asleep. Their peaceful expressions were suspicious, but Shiro dismissed the thought. Maybe they had given up on their prank war… or maybe they were just tired.

Shrugging off his doubts, Shiro sat on his bed, picked up his Asauchi, and placed it on his lap. Crossing his legs, he closed his eyes and began to meditate, focusing on deepening his connection with his Zanpakutō.

One Hour Later

The steady rhythm of Shiro's breathing filled the quiet room as he continued meditating. Suddenly, the familiar chime of the system echoed in his mind, breaking his focus.

Opening his eyes, he saw the translucent blue screen hovering before him:

Quest Completed!

Reward: +1.5% Progress

Progress now: 19.31%

A faint smile spread across Shiro's face as he took in the numbers. He was inching closer to 20% progress—a milestone that brought him closer to unlocking his memories. Feeling a sense of accomplishment, he set the Asauchi aside, laid down, and drifted into a deep sleep.

The Next Morning

As usual, Aizen woke up first. Today, however, he nudged Haruto awake, whispering with an almost conspiratorial glee. Haruto groggily rubbed his eyes, yawning, before rummaging through his drawer. After a moment, he pulled out a small, unassuming box—the strongest itching powder he could find on the market.

Aizen's eyes gleamed with mischief as he accepted the box, a devilish grin spreading across his face. "Perfect," he murmured.

Quietly, the two approached the sleeping Shiro. His chest rose and fell in a peaceful rhythm, and his face was relaxed, utterly unaware of the chaos about to unfold.

Aizen carefully opened the box and began sprinkling the powder over Shiro. First, he dusted it over his face, grinning as the fine particles settled into his skin. Then, he moved to Shiro's legs, making sure to be thorough.

Haruto stifled a laugh as Aizen moved the blanket covering Shiro, exposing his bare chest. With an almost theatrical flourish, Aizen dumped the remaining powder across Shiro's torso, ensuring maximum coverage.

The two stepped back, their faces barely containing their laughter as they waited for the inevitable reaction. The battle, as far as they were concerned, was far from over.

As the sunlight began to creep through the curtains, Shiro stirred in his sleep, shifting slightly. At first, the itching was subtle, almost unnoticeable. But within moments, it grew unbearable.

His face twitched, his legs jerked, and he scratched his chest instinctively in his sleep. Then, his eyes shot open, wide with confusion and annoyance.

"What the—?!" he shouted, sitting up abruptly. The itching spread like wildfire, making it impossible to ignore. His hands flew to his face, then his chest, and finally his legs, scratching frantically but to no avail.

Aizen and Haruto, who had been pretending to sleep, couldn't contain themselves any longer. Their laughter erupted, filling the room with victorious glee.

"Revenge is sweet!" Aizen crowed, clutching his stomach as he doubled over in laughter.

Haruto leaned against the wall, tears streaming down his face. "Oh man, you should see yourself right now, Shiro! You look like you're being attacked by invisible ants!"

Shiro glared at them, his Sharingan activating instinctively out of sheer irritation. "You two…!" His voice was a growl, filled with a mixture of anger and disbelief.

"You're lucky I don't strangle you both right now," he hissed, still furiously scratching his arms. "What did you even do?!"

"Itching powder," Aizen said smugly, holding up the now-empty box. "The strongest on the market. Took some effort to get it, but totally worth it."

"You idiots!" Shiro roared, leaping out of bed and sending his blanket flying. "I just took a shower last night! Do you have any idea how much work this is going to be to clean off?!"

"Oh, we know," Haruto said, grinning cheekily. "That's why it's so funny."

Shiro took a threatening step forward, but the itching was so intense that he had to stop and scratch his legs again. This only made Aizen and Haruto laugh harder.

"Okay, that's it," Shiro growled, his eyes blazing with rage. "You've officially declared war."

"We're already at war," Aizen said, smirking. "You started it, remember? Consider this retaliation."

"You'll regret this," Shiro promised, his tone deadly serious. He turned and stormed off to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

Inside the bathroom, Shiro stood in front of the mirror, glaring at his reflection. The itching powder had spread everywhere, clinging to his skin and making him feel like his entire body was on fire.

He turned on the shower, letting the water run until it was ice cold before stepping under the stream. Even as the water washed away the powder, Shiro's mind was racing with plans for his counterattack.

"Oh, you're going to pay for this," he muttered under his breath, his Sharingan spinning as he envisioned various ways to outsmart his roommates. "And it's going to be legendary."

Back in the room, Aizen and Haruto were still basking in their victory.

"You think he's really mad?" Haruto asked, a hint of nervousness creeping into his voice.

Aizen waved him off. "Nah, he'll get over it. He always does. Besides, what's the worst he could do?"

Little did they know, Shiro was already plotting. This wasn't over—not by a long shot.

End Chapter Stats

Progress: 19.31%

Template: Madara Uchiha

[System Status]

Strength: 45

Endurance: 48

Speed: 46

Reiatsu Control: 47

Intelligence: 47

Battle Instinct: 48

[Abilities]

Sharingan (2nd Tomoe):

Enhanced tracking of fast movements, with greater accuracy.

Can cast basic genjutsu, manipulating the opponent's perception.

Can copy techniques such as Zanjutsu, Hakuda, and Kidō with near-perfect accuracy, adapting them for personal use.

Hollow Detection: Sense the presence Hollows.

[Techniques Unlocked]

Water Style: Water Prison Jutsu

Shunpo

Byakurai

Shō

Reiatsu Strengthening

Moeru Danmaku

Water Style: Water Shark Bullet

Kaidō

Shadow Clone Jutsu

Bakudō: Sai

Bakudō: Hainawa

[Asauchi Imprinting Progress]

Current Bond Level: 40%

[Ongoing Quests]

Get Madara Uchiha's Template progress to 20% in 2 months. (12 days Left)

Reward: Unlock all past life memories

Penalty: Never unlock past life memories