It has been a year since I had met him. A year since we had been friends. I wish he was here. We could really use him for soccer again. This coming match is a tough one. I know that it is highly unlikely that he would come back here to visit. Let alone play soccer with us. Oh damn! Why am I thinking of him again?
"Karin-chan, Are you alright? You look troubled." My younger twin Yuzu asked.
"Oh nothing. Just thinking of my upcoming match." I answered.
Yuzu never failed to read my feelings. I have to be more careful with my expressions. I cannot have her worried. She is already worried enough of onii-chan.
Onii-chan, Kirosaki Ichigo. My older brother. Once a shinigami but lost his powers after the long battle against Aizen. Although he try to hide it, both of us are fully aware of how lost he is without his powers. He used to at least listen to our family squabbles and react to situations but now he just stares into space most of the time.
"Karin-chan, its almost 8am. Aren't you supposed to meet your friends for training? You had better get going before you're late" Yuzu reminded me.
"Oh. Yeah. Thanks Yuzu. See you later." I replied before heading towards the door.
It seemed like a very promising Wednesday. It was a good day to train. The sun was shining bright. Thankfully it would not be too hot for us to train. The clouds were plentiful scattered all over the sky. So white. Almost silver. Just like a certain type of hair. Damn it. I should start focusing on training and strategies for the match but here I am thinking of him again.
I started running towards the training field. Nothing better than a good run to keep your mind off things.
The distance from where I am to the training field is about 1km so its about 10 mins jog but I think I can cut 2 mins off of that timing. Alright. Thats my goal then. Good warm up for me before training.
This feels great. The wind blowing through my hair. The soft rays of the sun bouncing off windows creating small rainbows in my path. I feel alive when I run. The different blurred colours of my surroundings flashing before my eyes. Vivid green, bright blue, a tinge of red and dazzling white.
Wait what? I stopped so abruptly that I almost fell onto the hard pavement but the combination of colours looked oodly familiar. Looking back I realised why.
There he was. Standing on the pavement looking straight at me. Hair as white as snow. His turquoise eyes as bright as day. Face scowling as usual as though something bothers him. He was wearing a red t-shirt under his bright blue jacket paired with dark blue jeans and a pair of black sneakers.
