Sanshou Gihara

Name: Sanshou Gihara

Rank: Vice Captain

Age: 138 [Appears 18]

Appearance: With light sky blue eyes accompanied by thin eyebrows and almost invisible eyelashes, the delicate features of Gihara’s face abruptly introduce his articulate appearance. His soft nose ridgeline and squared off chin give off a handsome bone structure that compliment his light skin complexion. A long well kept dark brown mane can be found above his forehead. The two large bangs and medium length ponytail that casually drapes over his left shoulder begin to fill in conclusions about his rather slender yet semi athletic body frame.Gihara stands just over 5’10 with a prideful poise found almost exclusively to that of a warrior.

The dark silk from his customary black kimono lays consistently against the young shinigami’s frame as his extremely defined collar bones allows ones visuals to account for all 157lbs of the youthful Sanshou Gihara. Along with the customary black kimono of the shinigami a neatly folded white sash can be found around the waist. Protruding from the sash’s inner workings is a light blue sheath with thin black trimmings. Occupying the sheath is Gihara’s zanpaktou, while sheathed however, the blue/black triangulated guard and the solid black hilt is all that is visible. The blade however is furnished in the fashion of any other zanpaktou with a sharp white/silver metal.

Gender: Male

Personality: Gihara is an easy going and laid back character that likes to analyze his surroundings and the people in them, sometimes even including himself. It’s a general past time he has developed over the years and has somehow taken root into his personality. Among other shinigami around his rank and below Gihara is very social and likes to engage in conversation. He is an advocate of peace and dislikes confrontation with a passion but will draw his sword against any who get in the way of his orders, regardless of how he feels personally. Around his superiors Gihara very respectful and tends to morph into a more formal and distinguished persona, similar to how one would put on a professional demeanor in the work place.

Division: 6th

History:
Giharawas born into the wealthy Sanshou family that was known primarily for their successful mobile phone business,Yoto-Sky, and other various entrepreneurial ventures. Needless to say Gihara grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth and he lived the life most people dreamed about. Although contrary to popular belief Gihara was not a stuck up rich kid. Though he was rich It was not his wealth he found pride in but his families belief in value, 'To value is to love, but to set value is to challenge'. Not only was this the Sanshou family belief but it was also the philosophy that drove their companies to the top. In school Gihara was seen as the orthodox spiritual as oppose to the snobby rich kid which in turn seemed to be a good thing. He would always rave about the positive and negative sides of value and how they formed a balance as a sort of yin and yang. Although most people ignored him and found him redundant it was better than being bullied and ridiculed like most others. Gihara life went on under that routine like fashion up until a few days after he had turned 16. There was a sudden uproar concerning a gang of professional thieves that were notorious for bomb attacks at major corporations. Being that Sanshou's family was one of the largest major cellular companies they would be at the top of the list for the gangs next bombing attack.

Life for Gihara had turned upside down, he was taken out of school and kept away from the outside world due to the bomb threats against his families enterprise. Gihara was hidden in the families underground cellar and watched over closely by the companies security force for months on end. During his detainment Gihara developed a reticent personality due to his solitude and a stubborn demeanor from constantly demanding living essentials from the guards. After being hidden away for safety for 4 months in the cellar the news had confirmed the capture of the bomb syndicate. With confirmation of the bomb threats to the Sanshou enterprise officially void Gihara and his family were re united back in their enterprise/estate. However, later that night an update on the syndicates capture had proved to be incomplete, as a small group of the gang still remained at large. Unfortunately by the time the news reached Gihara and his family the assailants had bombed the living quarters killing Gihara and his parents within seconds after the attack.

After Life

The sound of the explosions and the embers inside of the building were still evident to Gihara as he screamed for his mother and father. He soon noted a chain that protruded from his chest that led deep into the fire. Assuming he was chained up by the bombers Gihara pulled as hard as he could to yank the chain off but his efforts were futile. Then suddenly a figure appeared from out of the flames and began walking towards him. It was hard to discern much in the midst of the flames but Gihara could make out the silhouette of a kimono and the outline of a katana on the hip of the figure as he approached. “I’ll tell you anything you want just let me go, I don't want to die like this!", Gihara said to the figure as he unsheathed his sword. "Hate to break it to you kid but its the end of the road. Don't worry though, I'll get you started on a new one." Those were the last words Gihara heard before waking up in an alleyway surrounded by people dressed in rags and covered in dirt. After being helped up by the mysterious people he was quickly briefed on his situation, he was dead. The people explained to him that he was in Rukonagi, the district just outside of the seretei.

After loosing his mind for a few days off the fact that he was dead Gihara finally accepted his situation and felt it best to move on as best he could. He remembered one of the people speaking about the 13 court guards and how everyone in the district envied the shinigami due to their lush accommodations in comparison to the slum of rukonagi. A side from being dead another thing was odd, he was hungry? How could he be hungry if he was dead? Later he was told by a district elder that he was most likely reiatsu capable and that it was a blessing to be so lucky. After realizing that he could further himself in the afterlife Gihara began to fight around town and train himself so that he could enter the soul society and perhaps become a shinigami of the court 13 squads. After many years of training Gihara had entered as an applicant for soul society and after passing he became a shinigami student. Many years after he became a full fledged shinigami in order of the 6th division with ambition to climb the ranks and before long became the divisions esteemed Vice Captain.

Sample Chapter:

The earliest memories of the afterlife date back to his first days in the academy. It was an awkward transition from undefined slum districts in rukonagi to the highly refined respects of soul society. This was of course before the arrancar invasion and all of the madness that came with it." Gihara-san your going to be late for you kidou training." a familiar voice intoned from across the class room. It was Miyari, one of Giharas best friends at the academy. She was a petite red head with the flattest chest most probably in the female gender. At the time this was ok, there was no way Gihara was really into girls as a kid that young. At any rate Gihara followed Miyari out into the training yard where his fellow students were lined up in front of dummy targets. Gihara and Miyari quickly hopped in line before they got in trouble with their wicked sensei Haruba. It was shakkahou training that day and red reiatsu orbs were whizzing left and right. " Gihara your up! Remember to keep your feet shoulder width apart at all times." Yotono nodded without a word and proceeded to recite the incantation. The force was a lot stronger than Yotono had expected thus knocking him off balance and causing his shakkahou blast stray into wall on the far end of the training grounds. Yotono heard a loud laughter from his piers before he fell to the ground in a loud thud. Typically Yotono was good at all of the lesson prior to kidou training most probably because it was all zanjutsu training up until this day. Before Yotono could gather his barings and rise to his feet a unfamiliar hand was outstretched to him, the persons to whom it belonged to was blotted out by the sun above." You should be a bit more careful, kidou training can be tough on your first try." the figure said as Yotono took the mans hand and rose to his feet. " Who might you be?" Yotono replied with a curious look upon his face." My name is Gakido Taruno, Lt. of the first division, its a pleasure to meet you Gihara." Yotono was in awe as he had never actually met a real Lt. before but was more puzzled as to how this Taruno guy knew his name." Back of the line Gihara you can try again once everyone else has gone. Leave Taruno-kun be, Im sure he has some very important business to attend to." Haruba said as he bowed in respect to 1st division Lt.. Gihara had then made his way back to the line all the while keeping his eyes on that Taruno guy, he sure was suspcious. He was a rather tall man roughly around 7 feet and probably weighed a little over 200lbs. He was completely bald and had the brightest green eyes he had ever seen.

Many years went by after that day and Gihara had become one of the top students in his class along with his friend Miyari and a few other acquaintances of his. On his last year in the academy Gihara had caught a glimpse of Taruno, the 1st division Lt. sneaking around in the academy compound during recreation hours. Given his inability to stray away from his curiosity Gihara shadowed Taruno to a dark alley way that led to a dead end. A mysterious figure seemed to be awaiting Taruno in a dark hooded cloak. From Gihara's vantage point he could barely make out what was being said but he did notice a hole in the cloaked figures chest similar to that of a hollows." Would you mind disposing of our little rat Taruno. You know how much I dislike pests." Gihara gasped as the hollow like man pointed in his direction but before he could react Taruno had appeared behind with his zanpaktou drawn and his breath beating down Giharas neck."Ya'know kid the whole time you were following me I was hoping you would turn around and go back to class. Its unfortunate. I really liked you and now I'm forced to kill you because you have seen far too much." Gihara jumped back from Taruno and drew his zanpaktou." I dont know whats going on here but your not going to get away with it!" Gihara intoned as his blade shook from the trembling in his hands. Taruno smiled at him with a malicious grin before charging him with great speed. Before long Taruno had completely worn out Gihara as he found himself on the ground bleeding immensely with nothing but his zanpaktou at his side. " You know I must say for an academy student you sure were pretty good. Looks like you've learned a lot since that day we first met. Oh well, you would have been an excellent shinigami but it seems now you will be the first to die at the hands of the Arrancars plot of destruction" Gihara did not know what an arrancar was or anything of this plot of destruction. All he could really think about was that he was about to die a pathetic death by a guy he was heavily suspicious about all of these years. "Looks like you stuck your nose in a little to deep this time" a disembodied voice said to him as time around him seemed to be frozen." What the !?" Gihara uttered as he noticed the voice coming from his zanpaktou." Do not be afraid, I am your zanpaktou. My name is Sono Ijirashii and if you want to survive you will do as i say." Giahara nodded and listened to Sono Ijirashii. After hearing his zanpaktou's orders he gripped it by the hilt and slowly made his way to his feet still bleeding out of his open gashes. Then time suddenly started up again. Taruno looked on at Gihara puzzled as to how he seemingly appeared on his feet in what seemed to him like an instant." Frolic, Sono Ijirashii!" Gihara shouted as his reiatsu surged in an overwhelming force catching Taruno not only by surprise but also off guard. But before his zanpaktou could complete its shikai transformation a batch of shinigami teachers came running down the alleyway. Unfortunately they were too late to catch Taruno and the hooded figure as they had fled during the commotion regarding Gihara's reiatsu. After being rushed to the 4th division for treatment many alarms began to sound and hollow began to rear their ugly faces in the walls of the seretei and the events from that day resulted in today's reality.

Sample chapter for a Vice? Ok whatever makes you happy. Approved.