Summary: Their death brought a new beginning. The Soul Society didn't get a taste of all the Kurosaki's just yet. But there's a problem. The Kurosaki twins share something that is forbidden. "What's this? Another Harribel?" ..Someone's out their at fault, and that same someone may be the help they need.. "Did you hear? There's a another Kusajishi, Fuku-taichou! Two of them!"

ReBirth

by Yonne1104

Chapter 1: Proloque: What Happened?

She scratched her nose, feeling it redden and releasing a delicate sneeze causing her petite body to lightly shiver. Her companion shifted his focus in order to gaze at her from his peripheral. "Are you alright?" She glared at his concern.

"Obviously." Her gaze focused ahead. She whispered, "not like I'm a baby."

He shook his head at his companions stubbornness, but knew better to let it go so he said nothing else but gripped her thighs all the more tighter in his worry. Hang in there..Karin.

Karin sighed, knowing she failed at hiding her fatigue. Hang in there Yuzu. I'm so close, I'm almost there. Just... hold on a little longer. She breathed her insecurities away. There was nothing to worry about. Ichigo was sure to be far ahead. She felt her companion grip her leg, trying to get her attention.

"We're almost there. Hold on." She gripped his shoulders, burying her head in silky silver hair as he took off towards the horizon. A blinding whiteness came into view causing her to close her eyes. Whence he jumped through she was sure they wouldn't be far away at all.

"I'm.. going to do it... Toshirou." She felt his movements falter for only a moment before he picked up pace once again. "I know what you're thinking," his head involuntarily shook. "that I'm stupid and immature.. for volunteering to do something like this. But- I have to! To save her. I-"

His nails grew into ice claws that dug through her hakama pants and into her thighs. "Nng!" He took off, ice wings sprouting out of his back on either sides of Karin's body. "You're wrong. I'm thinking the exact opposite. But I advise you to think wisely. Your power is purely sacrifice based, but... I've fought this woman who held the power you now possess. There is a chance you may pull out of it alive."

Her head jerked from his neck. His eyes closed. "I'd just hate..." She couldn't believe her ears. Toshirou Hitsugaya-Taichou, as cold a personality as his zanpaktou, is not only helping her her personal problems, but was offering advice and guidance. She was nothing to him but a subordinate, and at times not even that. Sure he owed her brother many things, but this sure wasn't one of them. Maybe just maybe, her time in his company -which was plenty- may have changed him for the better. "..for us to lose such a shinigami as you." She felt the clog in her throat grow much worse. "You are very useful to the Soul Society. Your power is.. coveted."

Any other day she would have hated him for his words and yelled to her hearts content like she usually does every time he points out how her powers are more important to these people than her herself. "Why? You should get used to it, Kurosaki." But today she squeezed him all the more tighter and waited for him to take her to her sister.

"Arigato"

A flash of light was seen through the eyes of all the villagers of the distraught Kusajishi district of Rukongai. They had been victim to the recent attack of hollows. No one knew exactly why they targeted their home -yes it was one of the Top 5 Killing Districts in all of Rukongai, but they refused to believe that was the cause- a few had they're suspicion. "It's those twins I tell you!"

The helpless few villagers that were captured by the beast watched said twins trying their best to fight for their lives. They were sure it may be them; The Kusajishi Duo. Above the beast's head was heard a warrior cry before flowing raven hair and an absurd costume of flitting -due to the owners swift movements- red came into view: she was known as Kusajishi Red.

She flipped fluidly in the air, leg coming down just as fast to splinter the beast's shoulder. It dodged in the nick of time, or that attack would have been its last.

Another cry, "begone!" and their eyes were once again assaulted by that vivid bright light. Its arm fell. From the receiving end of what was known "The Deadly Attack" stood a girl with equally flowing dirty blond hair, her yellow costume just as nonsensical as the next: Kusajishi Yellow. Her hands came together to form a circle. A red beam emitted from her palms and blasted the beast head on. Kusajishi Red wasn't far behind as she dealt a fetal blow to the monster's white, skully cranium. It disintegrated into nothing.

"By golly they'd done it again." The few unlucky yet fortunate villagers out doing field of Kusajishi, Rukongai rejoiced. "I don't give a care wit yer say. I still say those twins 're at fault!"

Kusajishi Yellow was seen sighing deeply as she dropped her head, walking off down the dirt road, her twin running after her and throwing a supporting arm over her shoulder.

"Those twins are at fault!" In the quiet cottage at the edge of town a dirty blond sighed. Her sister, sitting lotus style on the floor beside her peeked down at the sullen look on her other half's face. That eye slipped closed and she continued to concentrate.

"My name is..!" What! "My name is..." What.. what is your name? Tell me! Onegai! "My name is.. Ha-" another sigh broke her out of her meditation.

Her fist came down on the floor, denting its weak surface as she grunted in frustration. Her other hand gripping the useless piece of metal with crushing force. "Dammit Yuzu just ignore them!"

Yuzu, or as she's known: Kusajishi Yellow, shook her head with another long, deep sigh. She shook her head again, clutching her sword to her chest, already knowing its name but refusing to lift it from its sheath. Her sister held light, playful resentment towards her. Here she was desperately trying to learn her zanpaktou's name -as the shinigami call it- so she could reach her first release, and Yuzu who's already made it far past her refused to even use it.

Yuzu stared at the floor sullenly, regret gritting her insides for turning the shinigami away. "Maybe we should... Karin, maybe we should have..."

Karin stood. "Don't say it." It was spoken lightly, but still it caused Yuzu to flinch. Her sister refused to abide by anything the shinigami had to say. They were liars and deceivers, all to get what they wanted. "If you come with us, these people won't die by your hand. You're unstable. Why do you think Kusajishi is the only district steadily losing their newborn and/or pregnant women." She shook her head violently, glaring death at the dented wood. Baka, Kusajishi is the only District with enough women to count on one hand. Liars. Bastards. They made Yuzu cry. She's doubting her very life.

"Why are we here? We're killing innocents! Is this our purpose!"

Her hand clutched her zanpaktou. "At the academy we can teach you how to control your power. How to master your zanpaktou. You're hearing a voice aren't you?" She hated to admit that they were right. Shinigami were deceivers! Bastards. I don't need your help. I can master it on my own!

They were dead souls that past on from the world of the living; Karin and Yuzu Kusajishi. Or it is as of now. They've moved from place to place unable to settle. It was true that their reiatsu killed pregnant women and infants, which is why they moved to a district of only men. The shinigami came with a practiced speech as if they didn't know who they were talking to. As if they were clueless to what happened around them. They'd heard of the lengths soul reaper's would go to obtain powerful souls during their travels.

The only reason she would agree to it would be to give her sister a better and quieter place to dwell. But with that comes the dangerous responsibility of the shinigami. However, even Karin couldn't lie to herself. What really kept her away was what lied in her dreams. Why did they die? Who killed them? If they were to go back to the real world would it be the same century of their living? And exactly who were the shinigami that brought them to this place?

They both wore white cloaks above their black shinigami attire, so they were captain class. One with raven black locks, the other with silver. And one white haired, teal-eyed soul reaper was the reason she was having these dreams but yet to awaken her zanpaktou. Just thinking about it she wanted to so badly throw to sword to the winds, but knowing if she did it would only appear underneath her futon once again.

She knew what she had to do. Just... was she ready to face it?

"Tch." The sliding of the shoji door was the sound of her departure. Yuzu sighed once more, and followed her twin out. "Karin?"

"Yuzu," her sister's steps halted, but she refused to turn around. Their clothes were slightly acceptable. Black garments stolen from the expensive stores of the 1st District. A black onset. Sleeveless turtleneck that reached down to her ankles, Yuzu wearing the sleeveless turtleneck that broke off into a thigh length skirt. Pure black tatami sandals, and a scarf wrapped around their middle. One red, one yellow.

"Hai?" She still felt complied to address her with respect as the past Head of the 1st District's household. She escaped that fate and met Yuzu around the 56th. A simple dream told them they were twins, and they've been together ever since.

"Promise me one thing..."

"Anything."

"Never release your zanpaktou... for the benefit of these people we are soon to follow."

Her eyes widened ever so slightly before she nodded. A hard look held her gaze. "I promise." She shouldn't have been so surprised, her zanpaktou was sacrifice based after all.

"Pro-promise?" She gasped at the break in her sister's speech. She embraced her from behind, nodding her own tears away. "I promise."

She broke from her reverie at her companion shaking her futilely from his torso. She jumped down from the building he stood, looking back up at him and watching him disappear by the means of shunpo. Her hands clutched into fists, knuckles becoming a transparent white.

Karin turned on her heel and headed for the 4th Squad's clinic. "She promised me." Her hand rested on the gate before it bombarded it from it hinges. "She promised!"

To be continued.