After the Mod soul fiasco, the trio of (Y/N), Ichigo and Rukia decided returning to school wouldn't be a good idea. Ichigo and (Y/N)'s school uniform were in shambles from multiple hours of fighting and the huge marathon that happened while the mod soul was inhabiting Ichigo's body.

For now, (Y/N) was going to go home and change into his casual clothes, and then clock into his shift at Urahara Shop early. In the meantime, Rukia and Ichigo decided to find a body that they could give the Mod Soul. So that he can have an identity of his own.

As (Y/N) approached his house, he made note to be careful when entering his house. He didn't know if his father was home or not. He didn't want to risk running into him while school hours were still present. How could he explain why he was skipping school without sounding like a crazy person?

Luckily his father and sister weren't home. (Y/N) decided that he should still be as quick as possible. His family might not be home now but he didn't want to stick around to run into them while he was leaving.

Thankfully the stealth mission was a success and (Y/N) made his way to Urahara shop. As he entered the store, announcing his arrival.

(Y/N): Good afternoon, I'm here to start my shift early.

Urahara: Glad to see you made it (Y/N). Here's your apron, I'll need you to arrange some of the inventory. After the mod soul incident, we need to make sure we don't make the same mistake again.

(Y/N) just nodded and decided to start organising all of the weird merchandise lying around. From the corner of his eye, (Y/N) could see Ururu sitting in what looked like disappointment. He put down a few of the boxes he was carrying and decided to approach her.

(Y/N): Hey Ururu, what's wrong, you seem down in the dumps.

Ururu: O-Oh no, I-I'm fine.

(Y/N): You sure?

Ururu just gave a small nod, not wanting to keep eye contact. (Y/N) just gave a sign. He wasn't going to give up, he clearly knew something was bothering her.

(Y/N): Well if you say so. Say, I need some help with the boxes, can you help with a few of them.

(Y/N) thought that at the very least if she kept herself occupied, she wouldn't have to think about whatever was bothering her.

Ururu: Help? N-No I couldn't. I'll just mess up.

(Y/N): Nonsense, you've helped me alot in these last few weeks. ANy help from you is appreciated.

Ururu: R-really?

Ururu was surprised at the kind words (Y/N) gave her, and it seemed to brighten her mood a little.

With Ururu's help you actually managed to cut the time needed to organise everything in half. And this time everything was properly labelled.

Just then Jinta walked and looked really surprised.

Jinta: Wow, you guys did all of this? The place actually looks kinda clean.

(Y/N): Yep! With Ururu's help we got it done in no time.

Jinta looked surprised at the comment before looking at Ururu

Jinta: SO you're not "completely" clumsy. You did pretty good.

Ururu: *surprised* Really?

Jinta: Yeah, but don't get too happy. If you get clumsy again, I'll bully you again!

(Y/N): Geez, take it easy. It couldn't hurt to give her a compliment without a threat.

Jinta: W-Whatever. I guess you made up for the screwup with that mod soul earlier.

And with that Jinta took off, presumably to slack off at the store entrance. Jinta's last comment before leaving stuck out to (Y/N). (Y/N) was able to put 2 and 2 together. The reason for Ururu being upset was because she was the one to sell Rukia the defective Mod Soul. She must've felt bad for troubling everyone in the store.

Ururu turned towards and gave her signature bow.

Ururu: U-um, thanks for the help (Y/N), I feel a lot better.

(Y/N): Glad I could help. Don't be scared to ask me for any help.

Just then Urahara walked into the front of the store, seemingly just waking up from a nap.

Urahara: Hey (Y/N), get ready for training. Ypruichi isn't in today so I'll be training you personally today.

(Y/N): Got it!

To be honest, you wanted to get more training in. Your last 2 major battles were exactly the best performance. To be fair, your last battle was in your human state. But the battle to protect Chad just lived in your head. Being taken out in one hit didn't feel good. Sure, that was the first intelligent Hollow you've gotten in a scuffle with, but couldn't help the tank in confidence that you felt. Maybe you were being too hard on yourself.

(Y/N): Hey, Mr Urahara...

Urahara: Yea...

(Y/N): Can increase the training difficulty?

Urahara: Huh? You aren't satisfied with your strength now?

(Y/N): I feel like I'm lagging behind honestly.

Urahara: Or maybe you don't understand your strengths yet.

(Y/N): *confused* What do you mean?

Urahara: During patrols, you're used to killing Hollows with ease, but when the first Hollow that gave you a problem showed up, and you failed to win, you felt inadequate. Is that right?

(Y/N): You really have that good of a read on me?

Urahara: You wear your heart on your sleeve, you know.

(Y/N): Guilty as charged.

Urahara: Well we can increase the training regimen, but if you want my honest opinion, you have the skill to take on that hollow solo. You just needed to think more outside of the box.

(Y/N): Like how?

Urahara: There's two issues you ran into. You fought in a residential area, which meant there were a lot of houses. You could've alleviated the flying issue by using those as stepping stools to reach the Hollow. The second was the bomb. You didn't get knocked out by the bomb but the force you felt from hitting the ground from said explosion. If you reacted quick enough, you could've used Kaidou to heal yourself to negate a lot of damage you took before hitting the ground, keeping yourself up to continue the fight.

(Y/N) thought hard about what Urahara told him, sure he did his best to keep his teammates up for the fight, but he wasn't thinking about his own well being. A consequence of his selflessness. He also had a hard time thinking of strategy on the fly. Everything he did was pre planned before the fight.

(Y/N): Thanks for the advice Mr. Urahara, I'll keep it in mind.

Urahara: No problem. Now let's get to training!

(Timeskip)

Saying that Urahara increased the difficulty of the training was an understatement. It really felt like he was trying to kill (Y/N). (Y/N) still haven't seen Urahara's zanpakuto. He pretty much fought barehanded and still kicked (Y/N) butt. A simple push sent (Y/N) several feet, a basic punch meant (Y/N) was being launched through rock formations and counter attack left (Y/N) eating dirt.

Though that didn't mean (Y/N) wasn't learning anything. (Y/N) Started incorporating Kaidou mid combat to cut damage in half, using the environment to his advantage and forcing Urahara to make occasional bad decisions with a few mind games.

(Y/N) was fighting smarter, he unfortunately had to fight a superior opponent in just about every aspect.

With training wrapped up for the day. Got ready to leave the Urahara Shop for the day, however, (Y/N) had a request.

(Y/N): So, weird question, but when do I get a Mod Soul?

Urahara was caught off guard by the question.

Urahara: A mod soul huh? I guess you've reached the point where you can patrol by yourself.

(Y/N): If I can be a bit selfish, Are there any Mod souls similar to the one Ichigo has?

Urahara: Huh? Now you know I can't do that, you heard the explanation I gave to Ms. Kuchiki.

(Y/N): I'm sure I can prevent another incident like earlier from happening.

Urahara: I mean, you're pretty responsible for your age, but that's putting myself in problems.

*signs*

Urahara: I'll tell you the same thing I told Ms. Kuchiki. I won't be able to help you if any problems stir up from using one of these things.

(Y/N): I understand.

Urahara: Good. But seriously, why would you want one of these? You could easily get a normal Gikon.

(Y/N): Guess I was just moved by Ichigo and Rukia's Mod soul.

Urahara: You're too nice. *smirk* Alright give me a second.

Urahara took a few minutes but came back with a capsule in his hand with the head of the capsule being in the shape of a rabbit. (Y/N) mentally smirked, being sure to rub it in Rukia's face next time he saw her.

Urahara: Here you go.

(Y/N): Thanks, is it alright if I meet my Mod Soul in the training room. Wouldn't want to make the same mistake as Ichigo and let it loose in the wild.

Urahara: Sure thing. This is also a good way to test drive whether this Mod Soul can stay roaming free or destroyed.

(Y/N) nodded and made his way down to the secret training room. As he walked a decent amount of feet, he swallowed the soul candy. Just like with Ichigo, (Y/N) watched his soul get propelled from his body. And moments later, (Y/N)'s body got up.

Mod Soul: Good evening~ My name is (Y/N) (L/N) and it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance!

(Y/N) quickly noticed the difference between Mod Souls. Ichigo's mod soul first introduction was formal, similar to what (Y/N)'s mod soul was doing now, however that quickly changed and Ichigo's mod soul showed very... "lecherous" tendencies when around women.

Your mod soul, upon first impression, showed more feminine body language and speech, almost like an idol. You aren't really a fan of idols. But just like with Ichigo's mod soul, the first introduction could just be a lie to lower your guard.

(Y/N): It's nice to meet you

(Y/N) keep his guard up. There's no telling what this Mod Soul would do now that they were in a body. (Y/N) went in for a handshake and as the Mod Soul reached out their hand.

*Dash*

The Mod soul made a run for it. (Y/N) immediately gave chase, preparing for a situation like this to happen.

Mod Soul: You won't catch me, You damn Shinigami.

(Y/N): Hey, I'm not trying to kill you or anything.

Your Mod soul was showing the same distrust in Shinigami's as Ichigo's was doing. (Y/N) wanted to deescalate the situation as fast as possible.

Mod Soul: How can I believe you?

(Y?N): Listen we aren't in the Soul Society, I don't have a reason to kill you.

Mod Soul: So you want to use me for something? What is it?

(Y/N): I do need your help, but don't think for a minute you'll be a slave for the rest of your life.

Mod Soul stopped temporarily after hearing (Y/N)'s comment.

Mod Soul: I help you get your own body in exchange for helping me. How about it?

(Y/N) put a hand out again, hoping that the Mod Soul would accept his offer. The Mod Soul, although skeptical, shook (Y/N)'s hand.

Mod Soul: Fine... But if I see you slacking on your promise I'll take your body and never return with it. Got it.

(Y/N): You have my word! Now... Mr Urahara!

Urahara: Huh? Are you done already?

(Y/N): Say how much would a Gigai cost? You know, like the one Rukia is using?

Urahara: You really wanna give your Mod Soul a Gigai? That's gonna cost multiple months of your paycheck.

(Y/N): Fine by me. You mind waiting a few months?

Mod Soul: Y-You'd really put in that much effort? Well, if that's the case then I'll gladly help you out boss.

(Y/N): Boss? You don't have to go that far, just call me (Y/N).

Mod Soul: Right-O. Speaking of names, what should I be called?

(Y/N) never actually gave it thought. From what he gathered from the Mod Soul's actions during the introductions, (Y/N) thought that this particular Mod Soul was modelled after a female. (Y/N) cycled through many names that could potentially fit before coming to a decision.

(Y/N): Hm... How about Calavera?

Mod Soul: Hmm... I like it! From today on, Calavera will be at your service!

(Y/N): Great! Now, the first order of business: Find you a temporary body. We need something to keep your soul in until we can purchase a Gigai of our own.

(Y/N) and Calavera started brainstorming ideas. They could probably find a random animal to stuff the mod soul in, but (Y/N) couldn't bring himself to do that to an animal. He also found putting a mod soul in a corpse disgusting. He still had to switch places with Calavera after all. Taking a Soul Candy out of a corpse and swallowing it was just repulsive.

(Y/N): Man, this is a lot harder than I thought...

Calavera: I'll be fine with anything, as long as it's cute!

What would Calavera find cute? What do girls find cute...

...

...

Stuff Animals!

(Y/N): I think I have an idea.

(Timeskip)

Ururu: A-a stuffed animal? Sure I have a few, but unfortunately Jinta tore a few.

(Y/N): That's not a problem, I can probably find someone who can sew it back together.

Ururu: Well here you go.

Ururu gave (Y/N) one of the few stuffed animals that weren't absolutely destroyed. It seemed to be a stuffed rabbit that was ripped at a few of the seams.



(Y/N): Thanks Ururu, you've been a real lifesaver today.

Ururu: No, it's nothing really.

(Y/N) decided to test his theory. (Y/N) pushed Calavera's soul candy into the stuffed animal. IN a few seconds the rabbit came to life.

(Y/N): It actually worked!

Calavera: Hmmm... the body is in bad condition, but nothing I can't handle.

(Y/N): I'll do what I can to fix it up for you later. But for now it's time for us to head home.

Calavera: Alright then, A new start is waiting for us.

(Y/N): I'll see you guys at my next shift.

(Y/N) left Urahara Shop with Calavera's stuffed body in his hands, more confident than ever now that he felt like he's made some progress. (Y/N) only hopes that things go up from here.

To Be continued

I'll be dropping two chapters today and tomorrow so look out for that. I'm almost done writing the Soul Society arc so I'm getting pretty excited to post those chapters. It started off a bit rough at first but the more I wrote the more I got into the grove of things.

Expect an updated bio once i finish the Substitute Shinigami arc. It's almost at it's end.