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Glitch
Prolog

Rain to the Kurosaki family represented pain, so Isshin refused to look up at the window pain that was dripping wet. The child patient he was taking care of couldn't help but see the rain and pointed a finger at the window. "Play?"

The doctor looked up at the window, frowning as he did so. Masaki had died on a day when it rained, but that wasn't the real reason he hated the rain. The element of water represented his brother Kaien and he found himself thinking specifically of his brother when it rained. The girls reminded him of Masaki, Ichigo reminded him of Kaien. There were plenty of happy memories with Masaki and no bad ones, but with Kaien there were bad ones to go with the good.

Shaking his head to get rid of the depressing thoughts he finished up his duties in the clinic and locked up. It was still raining and he headed to where dinner was being made by Yuzu. The little girl looked up at him. "Daddy?'

"What is it sweet heart?"

"I forgot something that I need to finish dinner. Could you please go and get it for me?"

The man took a deep breath before heading out, grabbing his umbrella. His zampaktuo spirit... which had woken up when the seal on Ichigo ended up broken, couldn't help but gab. "You know Kaien isn't dead, right?"

"You know as well as I that he is. He is..." Isshin paused. "I can't very well deny what news I've gotten from Soul Society. I'm glad Rukia's not made a connection, or she would be apologizing to me just like I heard she did to Kukaku."

"Come on fool... you're denying something that is true. For some reason you know your twin brother is alive,, just like each of you could sense each others element just as you could sense your own. He's alive."

"Rukia apparently killed him during the Winter War. He's finally at peace."

"Yes... that's what you want to believe."

Isshin took a deep breath, continuing to walk. He stopped short, some strange feeling coming over him. The war had ended and his son was out cold in his upstairs room, explaining why Yuzu forgot to go to the store to get something. Something though was nagging him as he looked down the dark alley way. He made to turn away, only to find himself stopping short, a sudden familiar feeling overwhelming him.

He slunk into the alley way, feeling the spiritual pressure as he did so. He stopped short as lighting suddenly flashed, dropping his umbrella as he saw that persons face. His heart skipped a beat, almost as if he hadn't been expecting to eve r see that person again. "No... I wasn't."

"Yes you were. You were just in serious denial."

Isshin's hand reached down into his pants pocket and before he even had it to his ear he was dialing a number. He stopped short when he heard a groan and the lighting flashed. This time the person was looking at him his eyes focused on his face. "Isshin..." Isshin of course couldn't speak. "... so you're alive like I thought."

"And you're alive like I thought."

"Exactly what is that supposed to mean?"

"What is the last thing you remember?" Isshin decided it was best to finish dialing the number. "Urahara. I have a problem."

Lighting flashed again and he saw the look of irritation on the other persons face. "I'm a problem?"

"No." Isshin sighed. "Your problem is my problem."

"Isshin... who are you talking too."

"Someone who is supposed to be dead, but I never could believe that he was." Isshin paused. "Kind of like how he could never believe I was dead.'

"Well... that is a dilemma. Tell me what the two of you need. I'll arrange it." Isshin told the man what he needed while he continued to look at the man. When he asked why this happened Urahara's words were simply that it was a glitch in the system.