Heyas! I'm not merging the story anymore, mind you. please review as well! I've had alomost 300 peps read this and hardly anyones reviewing! But THANK YOU to those who do review nice things! :) Xhands out chocolates to reviewersX
"EH? A TRUCK ACCIDENTALLY DROVE INTO THE HOUSE?!" I yelled at my father.
Kurosaki Isshin beamed, "My dear daughter! That truck will not hurt you, nor anyone else!! Yuzu, Karin, Ichigo, Arika, do not fear, daddy's here! Give him a hug!!"
My eyes widened and me, Ichigo, Karin and Yuzu (Karin dragged Yuzu out of the way) dodged out the way. Isshin's face smacked into the carpet, and he lay there, twitching.
I put my foot on his back, preventing him from getting up.
Isshin muttered loudly, sounding a bit dazed, "Ah! 'Atta girl…"
I rolled my eyes, and then stormed off to my room, leaving Ichigo, Karin and Yuzu to Isshin.
I slammed the door shut. Once I got in, I collapsed on my bed, fuming.
So, a truck just so happens to crash into the house at the dead of the night?
I didn't believe any of it.
Later today, I had wanted to go over to Orihime's house for a sleepover. I did that, then rushed back in the middle of the night, hearing, over the phone, by an urgent Yuzu, that a truck had decided to crash in.
Gah, I thought, what a lame excuse. I swear the least that that freakin' Research Department thingy or whatever could do is filling that memory gig thing with better explanations!
Now, you may be thinking, how did I know that the 'incident' was just a fake memory? Well, let me tell you.
It's because I'm a Shinigami.
hm...good or not? review please! actually, please don't review something bad, I want to keep my spirits up!