The Adaptive Quincy of Bleach

Once upon entering the human world, Sora felt glad. He no longer had to deal with soul reapers, and he was far, far away from that broken old man.

Sora was still remembering the PTSD that the old man had given his clone, anyway, whatever remained of that Hogyoku thing that was left with him, had completely fused with Sora's body.

It seemed that Sora was already familiar with the entity, as it fused with him. This fusion resulted in a boost to his Reiryoku, which in turn increased his Reiatsu. Since Reiryoku is essentially spiritual energy and Reiatsu is the pressure generated by that energy, the enhancement had a significant impact on his overall power.

So if the amount of spiritual energy increased, so did the Spiritual pressure, basic math, and basic common sense.

As they were about to hit the floor Urahaha picked them up.

He was all goofy and all.

"Urahara, mind tweaking those gloves a bit for me, they barely contain my Reiatsu anymore" Sora added pointing at his glove.

"Oh, and why do you think I can do it" The man said all innocent-like.

"You made them"

Sora added as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"What made you think so?" Kisuke said waving his fan around his face.

Sora poured some Reishi into his glove and in bold letters, the words.

"Made By Kisuke Urahara" Could be seen.

"Maybe I should have used a different font" The man mutters to himself, the twelve new roman font just wasn't it.

Maybe he would do it in the Comic font next.

Though he wonders how Sora found it.

"If you were wondering how I discovered this, let me explain: those gloves work like the Sanrei gloves but were designed specifically for me. It could be either Grandpa or Dad who had these made; it's a 50/50 chance. Although Dad doesn't often show his emotions, he does care—like when he cooks Uryu's favorite meal when Uryu is feeling down or has done well on a test."

Uryu's brow furrowed at that, wait for real.

"And Grandpa is just caring in general, he may be smart but I don't think it's good enough to make gloves that lower my Reiatsu by like 60% and my control over Reishi by 80%, whoever made these must be a scientist...and guess who I found out was the former head of research institute of Soul Society"

"Who?" Urahara added acting quite curious.

"You dumbass"

"Oh my, I didn't know I was that good and famous"

"I will take an extra shift at work"

"Deal"

This man did not hesitate, was he really that willing to exploit Sora for unpaid labor, he wasn't that broke nor was he.

"Not even hiding your intention of unpaid labor," Sora said sighing to which Urahaha waved him off saying.

"Since you were so willing to help, I felt compelled to help you"

This caused mostly everyone to sweatdrop, this man was really acting like an innocent man after that.

What a boss he was.

"Drop us here," Sora added. Uryu didn't like the look in Sora's eyes as he picked Uryu up and tossed him over his shoulder.

"I have my own two legs, I can walk just fine"

However, his plea would go on death ears.

"Nah"

Sora then looked toward Ichigo.

"Get ready, I am picking you up tomorrow"

"For what purpose?" The boy seems on guard, cool.

"For your hollow power, have some friend who may help you with it, so tomorrow I am picking you up"

"Why the hell are you speaking like I don't have a choice." Ichigo shot back to which Sora replied.

"Cause you don't"

"Do you think I won't put up a fight"

"Oh, I am sure you will...but can you beat me though"

....

Urahaha practically could smell Sora's intention from here, he was laying it bare for the world to see, fun.

Ichigo groan looking annoyed.

"Don't be mad Ichigo, I am sure Sora is just looking at for you" Orihime said in her usual gentle voice.

"What makes you think that?"

"Sora-kun helped us while we were in the soul society, he made a pretty butterfly to warn us about the enemy and to guide us toward safety and the safest path"

"He did?"

"I don't like that doubt in your voice," Sora said when he heard Ichigo's voice.

Why was Ichigo doubting him, he gave Ichigo zero reason to doubt him, to begin with.

Ichigo scratched the back of his head.

"So that butterfly was yours," Ichigo said looking at Sora, to which the boy nodded.

"Let me down" Uryu still on Sora shoulder was really trying to get down but couldn't, Sora grip was just to tight and since now he didn't have the glove on, Uryu could not resist at all.

This scene once again caused everyone to sweat drop, the usual cool and collected Uryu was now like this.

Yup, those two were 100% brothers, if not by blood then by bond.

"Zangetsu does not trust you," Ichigo said scratching the back of his head.

"Who that?" Sora said confused.

"My Zanpakuto spirit" Ichigo added, for some odd reason, Sora felt hate toward this unknown Zanpakuto spirit, like something in his very soul hated that thing because it looked similar to something else he hated.

"If he is your inner self, basically your soul clone, doesn't that mean you think I am not trustworthy, Kurosaki you break my heart" Sora added faking being hurt.

Orihime's eyes softened, and she gasped. "Oh no, Ichigo, you hurt his feelings!"

Ichigo visibly deflated, unable to deal with Orihime's innocent concern. "He's obviously faking it," he muttered under his breath, but her sympathy made it hard to stay annoyed.

With a sigh, Ichigo turned back to Sora. "Fine. I guess... I'm sorry for not trusting you."

Sora's lips curled into a mischievous smile. "Apology accepted."

"See ya" The very next second, he just vanished, his speed so fast that only Yoruichi was able to flow the Reishi current that Sora was riding, this technique seemed different from Hirenkyaku, felt more like an evolved form of it.

A/N...how my draft be looking