Sapphire orbs narrowed and Kisuke offered himself a breath of relief as Akri found his way back, but his jaw was instantly clamped shut at the sight of the blue creature. What the-? It wasn't a Hollow, or an Arrancar... A coy smile and the hand containing the paper seal held his hat down as the winds began to pick up. "Well now, who might you be?" It was always his strategy to be polite and strike hard when least expected, and this battle would be no different.
Eyes flickering to his student as he became more enraged, a spark of fear ignited in Urahara's chest. "Naruto! I can handle this!" But his words were to no avail as he was ripped from the earth and sent flying, gasping with pain everytime he impacted a wall, and the count soon began to add up.
Pushing himself up from the rubble, the Soul Reaper was back in the park, standing before the monster that had once been his student. This Spirit Pressure... He had to raise his own to even be able to breathe. Noticing his adopted son a ways a way, he was instantly at his side, seal in the deepest pocket, one hand on Benihime, the other around the child. The hat was long gone, leaving straw-colored strands to swirl about his head. "Akri, it's alright. Hold onto me." In another instant, the boy was on his back while the merchant frantically searched for his mother. He couldn't find her.
Kisuke appeared suddenly on the outskirts of Karakura, depositing the demi-demon and taking a knee. "Akri, you need to stay here. No matter what. I need you to be a big boy for me, alright?" With a quick hug, the shopkeeper was once again facing the beast that Naruto had become. This was much worse than any Hollow-transformations he had to face. "Naruto! Enough! You need to stop, or innocent people are going to get killed!" Already, he felt four sparks dissapear-and more were beginning to flicker.
Urahara ground his teeth, not liking the situation. Binding spells failed to work on Ichigo when he was becomming a Hollow. But he could always combine the strongest. Sheathing his sword, he began to murmur incoherantly. "Bakudo number 99 Part One, Kin! Walls of iron sand, a preistly pagoda, glowing ironclad fireflies. Standing upright, silent to the end. Bakudo number 75! Gochutekkan!" From thin air, long, heavy strips of dark fabric rained from the sky, wrapping themselves around the Four Tails' arms and binding them behind its back while more wrapped around each of the four tails before becomming pinned to the earth and to the skin by heavy metal cards inscribed with ancient writing. Then, five orange-colored sphears flew from Kisuke's folded hands and into the sky, sending down five massive iron pilliars, connected by an incredibly strong chain that impacted the demon and forced him flush against the ground.
Despite being one of the best kido users ever, the shopkeeper found himself out of breath as he strained to keep the bindings secure.
