Chapter 2
Speeding down the highway, the dull, golden glow of the highway lights slid over the silver paint of Karin's car in long, smooth strips. The Karakura highway was dead at this time of night, the cops never patrolled it. Karin pushed the Aero to its limits, speeding towards section seven of the highway. Pulling over to the side of the road, Karin slid out of the driver's seat, and slammed the car door shut. Taking a step towards the stretch of long, tarred road, she examined the scene. There was a thick, red line of spray paint a few feet away, there were acceleration marks from a Reo50 tire, limited addition, only used for Honda s2000's. There were silver streaks splattered everywhere. Kneeling down next to a streak, Karin inspected it, it was too thick to be Nos, and no real racer would use any other upgrade. Walking back to her car, she took a cotton swab from her purse, and took a sample of the strange chemical. Looking further down the road, she could see laceration marks in the pavement, it looked as if a car had been thrown, and the metal of its shell had imbedded itself in black tar. Walking back to her car, Karin thought about what had happened to her sister. She could almost see the tragic race.
Yuzu sleek, black modified Honda Civic was revving at the spray painted starting line, a modified Honda s2000 was pulled up beside her car. The racers sped down the street, Yuzu pulled a head in the race, and the man in the other car released the mysterious chemical. Pulling up beside her, he twisted the stearing wheel and rammed the s2000 into the side of Yuzu's Civic. She lost control of the car, slamming into the guard-rail before the force of the crash threw her car on its side. She could see her sister, bloody and broken, trying to crawl out of the wreckage. Pulling out a hand gun, the man in the s2000 walked towards Yuzu's crumpled body. Holding the barrel of the gun only inches from her head he pulled the trigger, sending a bullet through her skull.
The vibrating of her phone pulled Karin out of her nightmare. Fishing the phone out of her pocket, Karin looked at the collar ID. Sliding into the black leather seat of her car, Karin flipped open the phone and sat it on the dashboard. "What is it Nami?" Karin asked while starting the engine to her Aero. "Karin," Nami said, trying to stifle her cries. "Yuzu's dead, oh god, Yuzu's dead. She got an infection, and it spread, they couldn't save her. " The line was taken over by the sound of crying. Shutting the phone, Karin eased back onto the road. As she drove down the highway, the picture of Yuzu being shot refused to be silenced. The sound of the bullet being fired made her skin crawl. Getting off the highway, Karin turned onto a more local road. Speeding down the road, Karin pulled into the parking lot of an old, run-down looking, brick apartment block. Turning off the engine, Karin seat her head down on the steering wheel, a few tears' welled in the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill over.
Lifting her head, she hit the top of the steering wheel, trying to release some of the rage building up inside of her. Kicking the car door open, she slid out and slammed it shut again before making her way to the old wooden entrance of the apartment. The door leads to a pair of dark brown stained stair cases. Making her way up the steps, Karin tried to get her thoughts straight, only resulting in her slamming her heavy boots down on the stairs in anger. Turning the corner on the second floor, she caught a a blur of white and teal out of the corner of her eye. Turning back quickly, she hid behind the wall, after a second Karin took a peek around the corner to examine the out of place coloring. A man with snow white hair that seemed to defy gravity and piercing teal blue eyes stood in front of Nana's open door. He wore a black two-buttoned suit, with a white collared shirt underneath. Nana was standing in the door way with her arms' crossed. Nana had curly, slightly tangled, sandy blond hair and dark green eyes. She was wearing a powder pink camisole, and a pair of white cotton pajama shorts. "Excuse me, Miss Yakatori; I'm looking for a woman." He said in a frustrated voice. "Ain't all men?" Nana asked sarcastically, batting her eyes in a flirty manner. "Karin Kurosaki, have you seen or heard from her?" He said, ignoring her flirtatious teasing. "Sorry Mr. Pig, but I haven't seen Karin since, I don't know, a few weeks ago?" Nana said, it was a lie it had only been a few days.
"And I don't know where she went or where she is, sorry detective fuzz." Nana said, trying to close the front door of her apartment. Before she could completely shut her door, the white haired man pushed the entry way open. "I'm Detective Hitsugaya not Mr. Pig, or Detective fuzz, Detective Hitsugaya." He almost shouted. Letting go of the door, Mr. Hitsugaya walked to the end of the hall, and down the stair way. Turning the corner, Karin headed straight for Nana's apartment. Pushing open the door, she walked into the living room to find Nana sitting on an old beaten, green couch, obviously waiting for her. The room was made out of brick, there were two windows, and both were covered with dusty, white curtains. "I'm surprised that cop didn't see you around the corner." She said, standing and going to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, she grabbed a carton of milk and took a swig. "Cut the crap. Tell me where Reo50 tires, and tell me what this is," Karin said, and took out the cotton swab with the strange liquid on it out.
Taking the swab out of Karin's hands, Nana continued to examine it. "This," Nana said, holding up the swab. "Is Nitro Meth, Why do you have it; no real racer in their right mind would ever let this near their car?" Nana said, throwing the swab away quickly as if it repulsed her. "The only place to get Reo50 tires in Karakura is at," She paused, going through a whole mental list of chop shop owners, and garages."Kisuke Urahara's garage, 40060 north Yamaguchi Street." With that, Karin turned, and headed for the door. Half way to the door, Nana grabbed her wrist, and jerked her to a stop before she could leave. "I know what you're going to do Karin." Nana said, tightening her grip on Karin's arm. "Don't, Yuzu may be dead, but you're not, don't throw your life away." Lowering her head, Karin ground her teeth, and ripped her arm away from Nana's hand. She walked through the door way, and hurried down the stairs of the apartment towards her car, but stopped dead in her tracks when she reached the parking lot. The white haired Detective was leaning against her Aero. Noticing her enter the lot, Detective Hitsugaya pushed himself off her car. "Karin Kurosaki," He said, looking her straight in the eye. "You are under arrest for the murder of Officer Yuzu Kurosaki."