So this is a story I've been working on for a long time and wanted to get down. I accept all types of criticism. please let me know if I should continue or I should end it. please and thank you.

I just want to say to those who have been following me, I'm so sorry its been so long since I've updated. I've been worried about life, school, work, and I recently got married so that'sbeen on my mind. Also If anyone would like to be my Beta please pm me!

I stepped through the doors of the Kurosaki clinic, and quietly observed the panic ensuing. The three children and Isshin were all running around, trying to care for the victims of a car crash. I leaned against the wall, feeling the back of my head gently bump the plaster, the world and its sounds slowly fading into a low buzz. 'God I am going to freaking kill those assholes if I see them again. Ganging up on a poor girl like that….' I sighed closing my eyes, and slowly stretching my aching muscles.

"…ru!" I twitched.

"Taru…." What a soothing voice…

"Taru! Dammit wake up!"

I opened my eyes and found deep chocolate orbs staring back at me.

"Hey Ichigo" I croaked. "Long time no see huh?"

"Jesus Taru, what the hell happened to you?"

I shrugged not really wanting to go into the schpeel. He narrowed his eyes at me, but didn't press. He gently took my hand and threw my arm over his shoulders, he wrapped his left arm around my waist and let me lean most of my weight on him. He seemed not to even notice the extra pounds, 'wow, my boys gotten stronger huh?' I smiled at the thought.

"When's the last time you got a good night's sleep Taru? You've got bags under your eyes…."

I shook my head not knowing. "Look, you aren't too beat up. Let me patch up the worst of it and give you something to help you sleep?"

"Alright, I'm sorry about this Ichigo, really. I wouldn't have come here looking so bad if it weren't for the jerks in this town."

"I know Nee-Chan, still I think you are worse than me in finding trouble though."

I laughed "trouble finds me Little One, not the other way around"

As he is leading me to a room we pass Orihime running after Isshin. Ichigo craned his neck over my arm "Hey Orihime! I need you in room 15 when you get a minute." She mock saluted him and continued on her way. I paused "she knows she used the wrong hand to salute, right?" he shrugged, not bothered by Inoues strange antics after so many years. He opened a large door leading me to the bed and gently helping me to sit down. "Ok so I'm going to clean up the worst of the scrapes, then I'll take you to x-ray and we can make sure nothing is broken." I glanced up at him. "No x-rays". He stared back at me in shock

"Taru, come on, stop being such a baby. It's just an x-ray"

"I shook my head and repeated my answer, "no x-rays"

"It's really not that big of a deal Taru."

"Seriously Ichigo, no x-rays" I glared him down

"Fine" he sighed, he took alcohol and began cleaning my wounds. I twitched at the slight stinging. After he was done he put light bandages on me and pulled out a syringe filled with a golden liquid. I looked at him questioningly.

"The sedative. So you can get a few hours of sleep. It'll take a few minutes to kick in"

He gently pierced my arm with the needle and depressed the plunger. There was a soft knock on the door "come on in" Isshin and Orihime walked in with a clipboard.

"Hello" Isshin beamed at me as I got comfortable on the hard mattress. I was slowly starting to feel the sedative working its way through my body. I smiled back, knowing he remembered me. He turned to his eldest child, "update?"

Almost immediately Ichigo went into medical mode "her name is Kurisutaru Shapu, she is 22 years old. She came in today with minor cuts and bruises, seemingly from a fight, she has accepted simple treatment and refused x rays. She also won't disclose the reason for her injuries."

I gave him a pointed look, "you never explained why you looked like hell when you came back from summer vacation a few years back, so why do I have to tell you what happened?"

"What do you mean?" Isshin asked, looking at his sheepish son.

"Ichigo and I have talked over Skype for the last 5 years while I was in America on a scholarship. He told me he was going on a trip for the summer, and when he came back he looked like he had been beaten badly but I couldn't really see any injuries. He said he was fine and never elaborated, so I'm not either"

Isshin gave his son a pointed look, "is that so." Ichigo looked at me guiltily. "You ARE hiding something from me Ichigo!" I said incredulously. "What happened to our promise?" my anger was rising… "You promised to never lie to me or to keep things from me, we were supposed to be completely open to one another…" my voice allowing hints of sadness through, knowing that Ichigo of all people wouldn't be able to take seeing a woman distraught. He gave me an apologetic expression with his hands up in defense, "I know Taru, I know, but this is just something that can't be talked about. I can't tell you, for your own safety" I glared at him, "when has my safety ever been more important than you?" he looked down in embarrassment, I opened my mouth to plead to him to let me know, to let me help, and to let me protect him. But just as I get the words to the tip of my tongue, two people dressed in black robes barged into the room. Orihime ran to the door, closing it exclaiming about some sort of wind gust. Disregarding her, I observed the two. One was short, shorter than me, with full shoulder length black hair and deep violet irises. The other was tall with a fiery red hair in a ponytail, and honey colored eyes and covered in a tribal type of tattoos. They rushed to Ichigo and the smaller one said "Ichigo, Isshin, its Aizen. We need both of you in the Seritei asap." Oh so the shorter one was a girl…. She spoke softly but her voice carried, as if she was used to being in charge and listened to.

"Ok" I started "I have a few questions. Firstly, why is Orihime trying to make me think the wind made my door open? Secondly, what is a Seritei? And thirdly, who are you two?" my confusion grew as they all stared at me in shock. I suddenly felt woozy so I laid back, and as soon as I did a sharp pain tore through my back and I sank into darkness. The last thing I heard was "oh my god, her spiritual pressure!"