Some betrayals aren't meant to be taken to heart. Some betrayals are staged so that one can laugh it off later. But most betrayals are mean to leave the victim in shambles without any hope of a recovery. But you, you weren't meant to be in any of this. What could you have done to deserve this? I'm screaming now, screaming at the top of my lungs for you to come back to be. But you won't hear it. Your back is turned and your eyes are closed. Don't, don't do this. Please don't do it.

"It's finished." You say.

I'm left crumbling in the dirt.

Some betrayals are meant to hurt. Some are meant to be dagger that tear into the flesh unheeding of the other's life. Then why, why is this so confusing? Why is that that you lay in my arms shattered?

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Chapter 1

"KUROSAKI!!" A brilliant red head snarled as he stomped around the school field. "KUROSAKI?!!" More hollering ensued as the red hair bobbed up and down the school street

"Where the hell is that dumb bastard?"

"TEME!! WHO ARE YOU CALLING A BASTARD?!" A fist to his shirt and angry orange eyes signaled the arrival of the one he was looking for. "Last time I check I wasn't the one running around doing paper work Abarai-fukutaicho."

That earned the orange head a fist to the gut and soon the two were rumbling down the sidewalk screaming and cursing.

"BOKE!!" A girl voice shouted, kicking the orange head in the nuts while punching the red head in the face, putting a very quick end to their brawl. "Are the two of you incapable of finding, talking, and leaving WITHOUT CREATING A SCENE?! Ichigo, get up. Renji, don't make me pull you back over here."

The orange head Ichigo was currently doubled over in pain with a red face while the red head Renji had his face smashed to a telephone pole.

"ITAI!! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Ichigo ground out, slowly getting up, wincing with crossed legs. "He was the one who started it."

"I WAS OUT THERE YELLING FOR YOU FOR 20 MINUTES DUMBASS!!" Renji shouted back. The two of them were forehead to forehead again before Rukia punched them both to the ground once more.

"If you two are done being babies, I think you need to fill us in on the new mission."

"Ah, how did you know about it so quickly?" Renji blinked.

"Nii-sama told me that there may be a message relation while I was in the human world. I had no idea he would send you though."

"EH!!" Ichigo smirked. "Byakuya sent you here? I didn't even know you two were back on speaking terms." That earned two kicks on the head, one from each person.

"We are on speaking terms KUROSAKI." Renji spat, a blush obvious on his face. Rukia was too enraptured with squishing Ichigo's face to notice before it disappeared when she turned around.

"You were going to tell us about the mission Renji."

"Ah."

Previously in the Seireitei:

"EHHHHHHHHH?!" The howl was heard throughout the 6th division barracks sending most paperwork flying and most runners tripping through the wooden hallways.

"Abarai-fukutaicho," a cold finality in the told as cool grey eyes narrowed sat Renji to the floor immediately. "Now that you have notified the entire Soul Society of your presence I would like to continue with the matter at hand."

"Hai Taicho," the Renji sighed sheepishly as he sat down across from his stoic captain.

"There is a mission that you will have to find your own members of a 5 person team to go on. I will not be able to go with you and you will not be able to accompany me for I have my own mission straight from the Soutaicho himself." A slender hand reached beneath the sleeves of the haori and retrieved a single white envelope.

"Demo Taicho," Renji received the envelope with grace but cast worried brown eyes to the captain.

"You are to recruit my sister and Ichigo," the grey eyes remained unchanged as they stared down the vice-captain. "Then remaining two is of your own choice."

"Wakaiemashta," the red head bent in a bow before standing up to make an exit. Pausing at the door way, Renji turned back to look at the captain who now had his back to him, appearing to be engulfed in the never ending scribbles of paperwork.

"What is it Abarai."

Bowing once more, Renji whispered, "Good luck Byakuya."

"You will leave tomorrow." A wave of the same pale hand finalized the discussion.

"Hai Kuchiki-Taicho."