Red Sun, White Moon
HitsuKarin
Chapter one
Ninth Division: Kyubantai 九番隊
Captain: Kurosaki Karin 黒崎 夏梨
Lieutenant: Shuhei Hisagi 檜佐木 修兵
Division specialty: Gotei 13 Security force, Arts and Culture
Insignia: White poppy
Insignia signifies: Oblivion
Division color: Tenne (Brownish Orange)
Tenth Division: Jubantai 十番隊
Captain: Hitsugaya Toshiro 日番谷 冬獅郎
Lieutenant: Matsumoto Rangiku 松本 乱菊
Insignia: Daffodil
Insignia signifies: Mystery and Egoism.
Division color: Dark green
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the story.
Life is hard right up until the moment it isn't.
- Sue Morter
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I saw the sparkling dust trail behind the hell butterfly as it made its way to me. Oh, I knew what was going on the moment I saw that little thing make its way to me while I was sitting on the balcony of my hotel reading some book I picked up at the airport. I lifted my arm from the arm of the lounge chair and stretched my index finger so the black thing could land on it and deliver its little message.
"To captain of the ninth division, Kurosaki, Karin, the sou-taicho requests you start packing your things and book a 3:30 p.m. (15:30) flight to Tokyo there will be an induction ceremony for a new captain." I groaned loudly, threw my head back in aggravation, and watched the ugliest butterfly I ever saw in my life fly away. I do not even think it was a butterfly, probably some moth.
Courtesy of Kurotsuchi.
I mean it looked like a butterfly, but then again who the hell knows what that creepy ass scientist makes anymore. I always kind of wondered how he looked like without all that makeup and whatever else he wears on his face and head.
Probably was not pretty at all.
I got up from the lounge chair and walked back into my bedroom. I threw my book onto the bed as well as the three suitcases I took with me. I hopped on the bed, grabbed my cell, and dialed the number for Japan Airlines to try to book a flight to Tokyo. I was all the way in Okinawa, had to go to Tokyo, that flight will take at least two freaking hours, so I won't be back in Sereitei till six providing the travel time it took to travel from Tokyo to the stupid isolated island called Sereitei.
All because of a stupid taicho induction ceremony, it isn't even a big deal.
The stupid old man just had to request a god damn "urgent" meeting for all captains this evening. No, not like a reminder that there would be a meeting in a week or so, no it was this freaking evening while I was on vacation. I just might as well just stay my ass over there for the rest of my long ass life that awaits me.
Yep, I'm at least 100 years old thanks to my buddy Natsumi over there back in Sereitei. She begged me to take her with me, but really how would I look carrying around a 1,000-year-old looking samurai sword? Definitely be labeled a psychopath. That was actually Kenpachi, but let's not go there at this moment. A women's voice interrupted my train of thought.
"Hello, Japan Airlines how may I help you?" About damn time, someone picked up the phone.
"I need a 3:30 p.m. (15:30) flight to Tokyo from Okinawa," I replied trying to hide the irritation in my voice.
"Hold on a moment please while we check," The sweet voice from the other line responded. Hurry up please before I go and punch the wall. "We have one seat available is that alright?"
"Yes that's just fine, thank you." I answered back to the women and pressed the end button before she could say anything. I would have waited for the "you're welcome" but I was really not in the mood. I could care less if I sound like a child, wouldn't you be pissed off too that you had to go back to work after the head boss granted a weeks' vacation without any interruptions? Of course, you would.
I finished packing my things; I just threw everything in, not caring if my dirty clothes mixed with my clean ones. I looked at the clock and it read 2:35 (14:35). Shit! I dusted off my white plain v-neck t-shirt and blue jeans and threw on a dark blue blazer as well. I threw my long black hair into a messy bun slipped my feet into my black boots grabbed all my luggage and ran down to lobby. Oh, I can just see it now.
A woman that appeared in her early 20's trampled a 10 year kid this morning around 2:40 (14:40).
I could care less really, it's not like I'm ever going to see these people again in my life.
I signed out, paid the bill, and literally flew through the door to a taxi and asking him to take me to the airport. Freaking pig couldn't close his mouth so I slapped the back of the seat in front of me to get back his attention. He started the car and drove off. I swear I can't go anywhere without a man drooling at me. I didn't even dress like a woman. I grew out of the tomboy stage around the time I was 16 although I go home and throw on long sporty shorts and an oversized t-shirt. I like the preppy style though it was more me. My sister is another story.
Shortly after that incident, I arrived at the small airport, checked myself in, and gave them my other two suitcases, keeping my smallest one with me and headed off to the assigned gate. They were already boarding by the time I got there. I gave them my boarding pass and ran down the hallway to the plane. Thank god, the flight attendant saw me or I would have been left here. I should have told them I missed the flight.
Damn.
I found my seat ignoring the stares of men and sat down. I rested my head against the seat and sighed avoiding the safety demonstration.
This was sure going to be a long day.
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I walked to the gate and looked around remembering the last time I was here. After picking up my luggage, I walked off to the back of the airport where the plane to Sereitei would be. After arriving at the gate, I took out my ID to verify I was part of the secret society and not some imposter.
"Welcome aboard Kyubantai taicho Kurosaki, Karin, we've been expecting you," The men smiled at me and held the door open resisting the urge to deck him in the face I nodded at him and headed off to the private jet. It was just a plain looking white jet, but man was the inside nice, leather seats and everything. Then remembering why I was exactly on this cursed plane I just sat down on the leather couch and stretched my legs out. It would at least be an hour or so before I'm back home.
Yeah, with my crazy family.
Every day I see my father he tries to attack me, but I merely just punch him in the face, if it isn't me its Ichigo and that ends with them bickering like two schoolgirls.
I wonder how Yuzu is putting up with those two. Probably well since she just graduated from the Shino academy.
Despite us both being the same age, I started Shino academy way before Yuzu did. Apparently I was labeled a prodigy and compared to an older student that just graduated. I never figured out his or her name, not that I cared.
The plane landing on the runway alerted me out of my thoughts I held onto something trying not to fall. The plane stopped and I got my things ready to head off the plane. The door opened and I quickly made my way out my long black hair that was tied in a bun loosened. I made my way out of the small building out into the streets of Sereitei. The white walls actually hurt my eyes. Why was everything white anyways? Can't we have a variety of colors like blues, grays etc.? Whatever. Anyways, welcome to Seretei, a secret society established by the government of Japan where everyone here has reiatsu and a zanpkatou. Well you went to the Shino academy for all that. I headed to the ninth division barracks hoping to avoid my fuku-taicho. Luck was on my side that second as I slid open the shoji doors to my quarters and threw my bags onto the floor. I made my way to my room pulling out my shihakusho, hakama and taicho's haori and dressed myself. One of my sleeves of my shihakusho was cut off revealing a long black glove like Soi-fon's and I wore a sleeveless taicho's haori held with a thick red obi to hold Natsumi on my lower back like Soi-fon and Matsumoto. Could this secret society get anymore old fashioned? I mean it's the 21st century for goodness sakes! Well the sou-taicho is at least a 1,000 years old so no wonder its old fashioned here. Then I realized something.
I was freaking late.
I took my sweet time going to the first division's barracks and opened the great big ass red doors to the meeting hall. Everyone looked content except Kuchiki and Mayuri and the sou-taicho. Oh well, too bad the tight asses can deal with it.
"Nice for you to join us Karin-taicho," The sou-taicho's voice welcomed trying to hide the annoyance in his voice. I ignored him and took my place next to Kenpachi and Komamura.
"Now I know what I asked from all of you today I know was a little inconvenient," A little? "But I am happy to announce the induction of 10th squad's new taicho Hitsugaya Toushirou." The sou-taicho happy? What bull. The big mighty doors of the meeting room opened and revealed a short boy with silver hair and breathtaking teal eyes. I admit it the kid was good looking. He looked to be a bit younger than me and was pretty short for his age, but he was still taller than me. He bowed to us first and turned around and bowed to the sou-taicho and two shinigami carried the sleeveless taicho's haori with the kanji '10' and placed it on his back. Yes we call ourselves Shinigami although we're not dead, it's actually funny. The kid looked like another tight ass like Kuchiki and Mayuri. Great, just what we need another one. Oh, this was going to be great a tight ass like him with Matsumoto as his fuku-taicho I can't wait to see that. Oh, how I missed Matsumoto and her sake parties, I wonder how that's going to happen now.
Maybe I could help him out.
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Soon the ceremony was over and I went and made my way to the tenth division's barracks to visit Matsumoto and the new kid taicho. I could hear Matsumoto already drunk and Hitsugaya's voice telling her if he found one more bottle of sake in his new desk he will burn it all up. Well not if he blew up the barracks first since alcohol could be highly flammable. I opened the door and found Matsumoto passed out on the couch already out from all the sake and an annoyed looking Hitsugaya at his desk already working on tomorrow's paperwork or the paperwork Matsumoto didn't do. Great, I have to start that tomorrow too.
"Kurosaki-taicho," He nodded his head and picked up the calligraphy brush, dipped it into the ink and began writing again, "Is there anything I can do for you?" He asked in a flat tone coldness present in his voice. I ignored it and shrugged.
"I just thought I would fill you in on your lovely fuku-taicho and well everything else," He snickered a bit at the Matsumoto comment.
"Oh I already know. My dear aunt here is lazy as a sloth," He replied trying to hide the humor about the sloth comment. I almost laughed, almost if it not for the 'my aunt here…' thing.
"Aunt?" I asked curiously.
"Yeah she's my aunt, hard to believe I know, I also have a cousin here named Hinamori Momo."
Oh, Momo I completely forgot about her. I need to visit her tomorrow morning. I met Momo at Shino Academy as well as another friend, but that story is for another time. Momo, Matsumoto and I became good friends since I was a fuku-taicho one time before being recommended as a taicho they begged me to accept and I reluctantly did. I was happy with the position until it meant more freaking paperwork.
"Momo? I know her," I answered casually staring at Hitsugaya as his eyes never left the paper or desk at all.
"Hn," was the reply. What the hell kind of reply was that? I rolled my eyes. I hope he saw that.
"I'll take Matsumoto back to her room," I said and avoided his gaze over me. I saw him staring at me with interest, but I ignored it. I grabbed Matsumoto carried her back to her quarters after saying goodnight to the icy taicho and all I got was a grunt. I called him an asshole before I left and walked out.
Things definitely just got interesting.
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A/N: Done! Finally, I thought I would never finish that. Anyways I hope you enjoyed this new HitsuKarin story of mine, I should have updated my other HitsuKarin story, but I'm not liking the way that one was coming out. All the information above is from b l e a c h. w i k i a . com except the quote. Anyway,
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