Disclaimer: No no and no. I do not own Bleach.
Warning: No romance, heartache, crude language. And senile old men.
AN: This fanfiction reflects my current mood...ugh. 15 is not a blessing, but a curse.
Karin cried. It's that bastard's entire fault! She was frustrated. How could he break up with her? She cried harder recalling the event.
What do I do? That son of a bitch…!
Knock knock.
Karin glanced up. Who?
Knock knock.
The person is rapping on the door. Perhaps in frustration? How unlike the first time, soft and…hesitant?
Knock knock.
Oh! I have to get the door!
"C-coming!" she was glad her voice did not crack. She wiped her tears away furiously, not wanting anyone to see her in such a state. Karin scrambled out of her warm and safe cocoon to answer the door.
Knock –.
"Ouch!" she exclaimed as the person mistook her for the door. Fresh tears are ready to pour down her face, but she kept a tight hold on it.
"Ichi-nii?"
"Where's Yuzu? Wait, are you crying? Who's the bastard!?" Her brother clenched his hands into fists, eyes narrowed. His reiatsu were so heavy and suffocating… Ichi-nii is angry…
"Ichi-nii…reiatsu…" she managed to gasp out. Her brother's eyes widened and tried to lower his immense reiatsu.
Oh no. The string to sanity is snapping…
The 'string' did snap. Warm, salty tears obscured her vision and poured down her red cheeks.
Karin was frustrated. She was the middle child, the constantly cynical of the three, and the toughest among her siblings. Tomboy, they call her. She does not cry. But she did, and it agitated yet calmed her.
"K-Karin?!" Her brother is panicking.
"It's okay, sand in my eye…" she mumbled softly, hoping he would not notice her voice cracking. She blinked her eyes furiously but it did no good, the tears continue to leak out her eyes.
"Karin…"
He surprised her. He was hugging her. She never knew he was the hug type…
The hug made her cry more.
"Let it go, Karin."
She did, letting go. For once in her life, she let her tears flow. Drain all the frustration and confusion away.
"Stupid Toshiro…" she sobbed on her brother's shoulders.
She cried till she slept, her brother carrying her limp body back to bed.
.i.i.i.
Ichigo frowned, hands itching to connect to his zanpakuto.
Toshiro is going to get it.
.i.i.i.
Yuzu returned home feeling a little 'off'. She rushed back to her room to see a sleeping Karin.
"Karin, are you okay…now?" she whispered.
She knew that something was bothering her twin a while back. However, the dark, bottomless feelings she got before had turned tranquil albeit confused.
Yuzu wondered what happened while she was away, but hoped that whatever occurred, it had helped her twin instead of hurting her.
.i.i.i.
Isshin smiled.
Atmosphere: Peaceful.
Reiatsu: Stable.
Temperature: …just nice…
ART~! (AN: This doesn't make sense to me either; what do you expect from a senile old man? No offence.)