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I'm from Australia, so the spelling here is a bit different to the American way –
Mom- mum.
Realize – Realise
Favorite – Favourite and etc …
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Karin kicked the stump of grass as she walked towards school.
She had a foul mood and her twin Yuzu – as much as she loved her, was not helping Karin feel the least better.
"Come on Karin, its not so bad! There's heaps of things you can do at the age of seventeen." Yuzu piped cheerfully as she swung her messenger bag to her side.
"Oh yeah, care to elaborate?" Karin grunted and increased the speed of her walking pace.
"Well, uh you can watch M rated movies.." Yuzu said as she began to list the very limited things people could do at the age of seventeen.
Karin sighed, "Everyone can watched M-rated movies when they're seventeen, and the only thing about that is you pay double the price practically." Karin pushed her jet black hair away from her face as the wind blew. Her jet black hair completely contrasted her twin's golden blonde hair, in which she at times envied, no matter how 'gorgeous' it was, or how many compliments she received, or how many times Yuzu had whined and asked how Karin had got it to become so shiny. She already knew how she would look with blonde hair – like Yuzu of course, though she always wanted to know how it would feel like. She sighed and looked down at the long strands of her hair, regretting that she didn't tie it up as usual because she was too distracted to find a hair tie as she was in another heated argument with her brother on why she was 'too young' to join the organisation.
"I wish Ichigo would just stop being so.." Karin hesitated as she felt her twin's hot glare from beside – Yuzu TOTALLY did not agree upon thing such as profanity,"…anal retentive!"
"He's right but! You are too young! We're not even of age!" Yuzu cried
Karin groaned, "We're only ONE year away from being 18. ONE year younger, that's totally nothing and besides, the company needs us! They could use it to their advantage and make us go undercover as students to infiltrate.." she hesitated. It was forbidden to talk about the operation in public, even if the area was the entrance to a harmless high school.
Yuzu pouted and opened her mouth to further argue only to be greeted by a bunch of starry eyed boys who were completely infatuated with her.
"Yuzu, lets walk to our homeroom class together!" One of the boys suggested brightly and hooked his arm over Yuzu's shoulder without waiting for a reply and took her off with the group of boys.
Karin watched her twin awkwardly glance back and walked away. By the time Karin reached the class of her homeroom she was still early. She walked towards her usual seat which had the magnificent view of the school grounds and the tops of the cherry blossom trees.
Karin could feel her hair as it fell down her back; the long jet black hair which was before cut short when she was twelve was now so long it almost reached her bottom. The events of the day was completely normal and the same as yesterday ..and every other day at school- boring. The only thing that Karin could find an interest in was PE (Physical Education), English and her after school practices with the soccer club. Sport was definitely something Karin could enjoy. It was probably the only time the kids from her school would find her smiling and laughing. Though unfortunately, today had no PE lessons, and after school practices for soccer was cancelled because quite a few of the members were unable to make it.
The day went by a blur for her and all Karin could think about were more reasons to argue about towards her family in joining the association. The association –also known as Gotei Thirteen or the Thirteen Court Guard Squads- was the huge company run by some important old geezer. It was divided into 13 divisions. Some divisions specialised in certain areas such as the Fourth Squad being the medical division, the Twelfth known to be the scientific research division and etc.
It was the 2nd Division's recent case that held a high interest upon Karin. She naturally knew about what was going on as soon as Ichigo was transferred from the brutal 11th Division into the 2nd Division.
As much as Soi Fon insisted that the 2nd Division was running fine along the case about the missing orphans, Karin's father, who had strange connections to the 'higher up' naturally did not listen and placed Ichigo into the division to help make things 'run smoother'.
Ever since Karin hacked into her brother's computer and read the files and notes he had taken upon the 2nd Division's recent case, she could not help but feel her blood run with adrenaline. She had always wanted to join Gotei 13 ever since she was young, and reading this case only made her thirst for more action.
Karin was determined, she was going to help and be involved with the case, no matter what.
"No wait, I can change it! I can get the shipment in by next week at most! I promise, please! Don't, do- ARGHHHHHAAAGHHHHHHH" the man's desperate pleads broke into a cry as soon as he saw the gun point towards his forehead.
"Mr. Hinjotan, today you will die." The holder of the gun made no movement to squint his piercing turquoise blue eyes as he was far too skilled and experienced to make such a useless move. Without blinking or hesitating he pulled the trigger of the gun.
Mr. Hinjotan lay lifeless upon the floor, with a bullet exactly in between the middle of his forehead. The shooter lowered his gun and turned his turquoise blue eyes towards his partner.
"Booooringggggg." She whined, "I thought it'd be fun because you were a looker, with your sexy white hair and dashing blue eyes, but you're just like the rest of them." She sighed and began to walk away from him and the dead body, "I'm going to have to make a note- Reminder: Tell daddy to make them have a little bit of.." she eyed the shooter with the turquoise blue eyes, he already had the package of a perfect body – Tall, defined and muscular body. Unique hair, well sculpted face and piercing eyes, the shooter was just missing one more thing, "…personality." She finished saying aloud in the air to nobody in particular.
"Give them a little personality," said the boss' voice through the phone.
"Personality?" Aizen asked.
"Yes, make them a little more interesting... a little more sadistic, a little more cruel, a little more…" the voice of the boss began.
"Brutul, violent, nasty, fierce, aggressive forceful.. a little more personality? Yeah, yeah okay I get it."
Aizen grumbled, he was too tired and annoyed. Being ordered and pushed around, making chemicals unknown to the public reality, working overtime. The bad guys were known to 'have it good', but what about the behind-the-scene-guys? People like Aizen – scientists who are enthusiastically willing to join any organisation that promotes further inhumane, illegal experiments upon subjects with unlimited funding for equipment and apparatus. Though only to find out that this job is permanent and for life- until yours ended of course. There was no 'quitting' or 'going back'. The pay was great, sure. Too bad Aizen had to listen to unreasonable demands made by the boss, which anyone could tell- was influenced by his one and only daughter.
Aizen began to mix multiple liquids within a beaker. "Make his hair red. I want his hair to be navy. Give him hazel eyes, give him blue. This one looks cool, give him tattoos, and same with this one here." Mimicked Aizen out loud as he pretended to be the voice of Rose- Big Boss Mr. Robsin's 'precious' daughter.
Though the requests were useless and at most times annoying, he had to admit, Rose did have a knack in altering things to make them beautiful. This- no doubt about it also included people. The changes weren't major, just small things like hair and eye colour (thanks to a serum Aizen himself created), or adding cool tattoos such as the number 69. With Rose's help, Aizen was able to alter the physical changes of the company's subjects, from decent average appearances to beautiful, god-sent-angels with individual looks. She even assisted in making his female experiments look beautiful.
Though the first series of his female subjects went well, they did not look as well as the later female series. Series 1, 2 & 3 females had multiple scars upon their body – especially on their faces. This was due to the few, incontrollable outrageous bursts of fury Rose had when she was younger, after her mother died. Aizen would have to order the Company's female subjects to hold and calm her down. The reason why he never sent males was because Aizen was concerned that the company's male subject's strength would result to harming her.
{flashback}
Rose slashed the blade across 2.6's cheekbone, a stream of red blood dropped from Subject 2.6's beautifully attractive face. Rose laughed erratically as she began to set 2.6's long golden locks on fire. 2.6 did nothing but blink and continued to blankly stare into space.
Aizen walked into the room, "You know you're ruining billions of dollars worth of work." He said scornfully.
Rose turned and blew out her lighter as Aizen walked closer towards her, "Oh well, Daddy's got plenty of it for me to use as I please." She turned back re-lighting her lighter, aiming it at 2.6's perfectly sculpted nose, watching the skin slowly peel, burn and scar.
"Stop it! You're hurting her." Aizen said as he splashed subject 2.6 with a bucket of water, preventing her from getting further alight.
"She's not even human," Rose scoffed.
"She's as human as you and I, only better. More beautiful, more fast, more skill full and more.."
"Smart?" Rose asked.
Aizen hesitated, it's not like they couldn't figure out university grade mathematical equations, his experimental subjects were far more adept than that, but Rose asked for smart – as in, I-can-think-for-myself-smart. Which, they weren't. Series 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 were like robots, human robots that did not feel pain and listened only to orders.
{flashback end}
Aizen finished stirring the liquid. He had created two different types of serums. He inserted a needle into one beaker removing the substance. He then inserted a second needle into the second beaker, removing the substance from there as well. He would test Serum A on Series 5, and Serum B on series 4.
"Okay, who first? Aizen asked to no one in particular and held the needle in the air. Aizen walked over to the room where Series 5 was kept in. He opened the door and turned the lights on, fixing his eyes on his first Target, the one with White hair and piercing turquoise blue eyes.
"Series 5, greetings" Aizen smiled
"Greetings Aizen" Replied subjects 5, 5.1, 5.2, 5.3, 5.4, 5.5, 5.6, 5.7, 5.8, and 5.9
"Series 5, you all are about to be injected with Serum B, you may feel drowsy and undergo changes. Subject uhh… 5.7," Aizen chose randomly, "you're first."
The male subject with snowy white hair and turquoise blue eyes stepped forward and was injected with the serum.
Aizen sighed; he should have properly measured out the does, instead of impulsively injecting the serum in and stopping whenever he felt like it. Due to his impulsive laziness, Subject 5.9 received the least amount of Serum A. He shrugged at this thought, and thought no more of it, he was the only one who knew this and no one would report this mistake. He'd make sure that Series 4 would have even doses of Serum B.
Karin slurped the rest of her smoothie. Her friends had decided to stop by at some Café to try out the new chocolate pizzas and celebrate Ururu's 18th birthday. Now that she was 18, Ururu decided to she wanted to join Gotei 13, which was what Karin so desperately wanted to do.
Jinta grinned at he stretched in the couch comfortably. "About time you joined, now we just gotta wait for Karin to join and we'll be set. We'd be the ultimate combination, the Ace team, Gotei 13's best card."
"What about me?" Yuzu whined.
Jinta suddenly blushed and quickly apologised and started babbling on about baseball to change the topic.
Karin laughed; it was always Jinta, her and Ururu who were so keen to go out and about, saving the world. With Yuzu of course who stuck loyally to her sister's side, but Yuzu as much as she loved the group, she loved cooking equally. Karin knew Yuzu's true dream was to become a Master Chef. Even though Karakura Superheroes no longer existed, (because as Karin and Jinta grew up, they realised how lame and embarrassing it was, especially with Don Kanoji) they still did what they could to help the town rid it's local pests, street gangs, perverts, and rapists.
Karin licked her lips and stared at the Café's menu, contemplating whether or not to buy another smoothie.
"Your hair is down for once today, you look pretty." Ururu said quietly.
Karin turned to her friend and smiled, "Thanks."
Licking her lips again, Karin decided to order another smoothie. She walked determinedly towards the counter only to get knocked from her feet and fall onto the floor by bumping into a redheaded girl. The noise caused passersby's to turn and stare.
"Oh I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean for this," exclaimed the girl with red hair. Karin was speechless, she wasn't sure whether it was because she had fallen or because of the redheaded girl's bewitching beauty.
Jinta turned his head to see what the commotion was all about. Surprised to see his friend was on the floor, Jinta scrambled off the couch and made his way towards Karin.
"What are you doing, cleaning the tiles?" Jinta grinned and grabbed Karin's arm, hoisting her onto her feet.
"I don't know, I think I fell?" Karin answered, with a dumbfounded look on her face.
"What'd you do to-" Jinta turned and to the redheaded girl, his jaw dropped in amazement.
Karin turned and saw her friend's surprised face, 'It must be her beauty then', she thought to herself.
Jinta let out a barking laugh, "Love the colour! Not many people are blessed with red hair, and here I thought I was the only one."
The redheaded girl laughed in return, "Thanks. Sorry about your friend by the way, I didn't mean for her to fall. It was an accident, really."
Karin patted down her shirt. "Nah, it's cool. I'm Karin by the way, and this goof here is called Jinta," she jerked her head towards Jinta as he grinned.
"You can call me Cornelia" the redhead introduced herself.
"Welcome to Karakura. You're new here, I can tell." Jinta beamed, pointing to his own red hair.
After a short conversation, Cornelia excused herself and left the café to complete some errands for her father. Jinta and Karin returned to Ururu and Yuzu.
"What was that about?" Asked Yuzu curiously, as she began to fidget and tear her serviette. Karin glanced towards the small gesture from her sister; she opened her mouth to begin to explain who the redheaded beauty was -
"Nothing, Karin just fell," Jinta explained but frowned whilst saying this as he was unsure himself, "and we met someone new in town."
Ururu turned to Karin in surprise, "You fell?"
Yuzu pouted at the change of topic.
"I don't know." Karin answered Ururu. With all the soccer, the sports and diligent training – one didn't just 'fall down'. Karin was not one to fumble with her feet; in fact she was rather swift and stable. It'd have to take a lot of force and surprise to knock her down.
Brushing the topic away, the four continued the day celebrating Ururu's birthday by ordering another round of smoothies and skating in the park. The sun beat down on their backs as the four skated back and forth. Two of them – Jinta and Karin practiced dangerous stunts, tricks and swivels - each daring the other to outdo the last backflip, front flip or dashy looking skimmer across the ground, whilst the other two – Ururu and Yuzu, would watch. Ururu would sometimes attempt to reenact a stunt she thought she was capable of. Yuzu, unlike the other three was content with just having their company, watching them safely by the sideline, or skating at her own humble pace. After skating, Yuzu left early to enthusiastically prepare dinner for the family and their guests – which was practically everybody who worked in Gotei 13.
"Just hurry home alright. The sun's going to go down soon." Jinta called out as Yuzu waved her hand in acknowledgement and skated off into the distance.
"Their house isn't that far," Ururu piped.
"Yeah, and she's wearing roller blades… are you lame? She'll be there in like seven minutes," Karin added.
Jinta flushed red, "Oh I don't know, whatever. Let's go play some soccer."
As the three awkwardly began to walk through the field's grass with their roller blades, they realized they were in a dilemma. They couldn't play 2 vs 1, as much as Karin would boast that she could take both Jinta and Ururu down by herself, which was probably true, if only Jinta's pride would let it slide. After several sarcastic comments and remarks the two then got in a heated argument with Ururu laughing at the sight of two of her best friends bickering.
It was then decided to be a 1 vs 1 game and because today was Ururu's birthday, she would play first.
"Just play rock-paper-scissors, I'll verse the winner" Ururu sighed, as she opened Jinta's gym bag and took out the soccer ball; she had already taken off her roller blades and changed into her sport shoes whilst the two were fighting.
"Fine, we'll let luck decide." Karin raised her fist in the air, readying her stance for the game of rock-paper-scissors.
Jinta smirked, "Luck? Alright we'll let luck decide."
"ROCK-PAPER-SCISSORS"
The two panted and stared at the result.
Karin's clenched fist vs. Jinta's open palm and spread out fingers.
Rock vs. Paper.
Karin vs. Jinta
Jinta won.
With a smug smile, Jinta brought his winning hand to his lips and blew Karin a kiss.
"Argh!" Karin clenched her other fist and wailed in despair.
Jinta shot his hands up into the air, "Oh the heavens have blessed me! The Mighty Luck of the Redheaded!" he hollered.
As Karin sulked underneath a tree, Jinta changed into sport shoes and versed Ururu the field. Karin watched the soccer ball get kicked back and forth the field. She sat down and leaned on the tree behind her, smelling the earthy Oakwood. The wind blew by, causing strands of her hair to brush her face. Getting over her bitter loss Karin gazed at the sunset, and slowly dozed off.
"Hitsugaya. Hitsugaya Toushiro."
Karin's eyes snapped back open, all she could remember was a flash of white and the glimmer of a pair of turquoise blue eyes.