Author: thanks so much for all your wonderful comments that are keeping me motivated!! Choco-san asked me what Kami looked like (like a good image not the horrible scan from before XD) so i told her that I'd draw a picture and color it on DevART even though my coloring skills are poor =______=;

Kami: as long as you dont draw me as a fat ass.

Author: ... . .... . ... }:D you wouldn't be able to see it would you??

Kami: ... SHUTUP D:{

Author: hohoho, upset because Ayako-chan got Toushirou instead of you?

Ayako: don't bring me into this ._____. ....WAIT. WHO CALLED ME A THAT?!?!? D:

Kami: well you were rather rude. hmph.

Ayako: I'm not writing this story T______T

Kami: ITS ALL HER FAULT *points at Author*

Author: and we're done here ~! ^^;

The Beginning.

(The Unfeeling One.)

"You were way to cold," Ayako growled. I sighed and she glared at me. "And it's so obvious that you were staring at Kami," she whined. I stared at her irritatingly.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"It's not good enough. I thought you promised that you'd still act like a good boyfriend even around Kami," she shot.

"I need some space to think," I muttered and turned to walk away. Her hands gripped my arm and she tried to make me stay. I jerked my arm free from her grasp and started down the hall before she could say anything. I walked to the trap door that led to the training grounds and jumped down the ladder. I could sense Kami, Matsumoto, Abarai, and Ikkaku. I sighed.

So much for space. I thought wearily. She must've felt me because suddenly Kami appeared and walked towards me. I felt the pain before I actually knew what'd happened. The punch sent me reeling and I touched my cheek gingerly.

"THE FUCKING DAY I TRANSFERRED? THE SAME FUCKING DAY?!" she screamed hysterically. I blinked.

What's she talking about?

I'm assuming the day you and Ayako began dating? Hyourinmaru suggested.

"Did I really mean that little to you?" she asked hoarsely. I wanted to tell her, that given the choice, I wouldn't even think about choosing Ayako over her, but I kept silent. If Ayako found out there was a chance that something would happen to Kami. "Nothing to say?" she scoffed. "You're sucha fucking prick," she growled and shoved past me before disappearing up the ladder. Matsumoto walked up solemnly.

"Matsumoto—"

"I'm sorry, Taicho. She deserved to know," she said. I closed my eyes. I could feel a headache growing.

"Arigatou...Matsumoto," I said softly and turned.

"Oi, Toushirou," Kurosaki called. I sighed.

"Why are you with that girl?" he questioned curiously.

"Because she's my girlfriend," I said over my shoulder.

"It's obvious you don't like—"

"Watch your mouth, Kurosaki," I growled. He raised his hands in surrender.

"I'm just saying, Toushirou. We're all just confused," he sighed.

"Don't worry about it," I muttered. Maybe the roof would prove to be a good thinking spot. I jumped up the ladder hastily and made my way to the roof. It was empty and I was infinitely grateful. I'd never seen such a look of betrayal and hurt in Kami's eyes. Knowing I was the one to cause just made it worse. Maybe Ayako had planned to tell me that day, regardless of whether or not Kami was transferring, but it'd just turned out to be the absolute worst timing, no matter how you looked at it. Kami had every right to hit me. Actually, she should've done more. I was almost ready to go back inside after about an hour when a soft voice sent my heartbeat skyrocketing,

"Taicho..."

"Nanda, Kami?" I managed to force out.

"...I'm sorry...for hitting you," she mumbled.

"Iie. I deserved it," I said truthfully. Boldly she walked over and stood beside my sitting form. I looked up at her.

"Don't hurt Ayako," she said firmly, "ever. I won't forgive you if you do." I closed my eyes. Always about Ayako. I didn't say anything and turned back to look at the sky. She turned to leave.

"Sit down," I ordered gently. She regarded me oddly although I knew she couldn't see me. Hesitantly she crouched beside me before letting herself tip backwards. I smirked at her boyishness before turning my gaze to the stars. I didn't want to say anything. I just wanted her to sit beside me. It reminded me of how things used to be.

"What are you looking at?" she asked and I could tell it was for the sake of conversation. She really didn't want to be here.

"The stars...I guess," I shrugged and leaned back on my hands. She frowned.

"I don't really remember what those look like," she mumbled, "I used to love looking at them..." she trailed off. "Is there something you wanted to tell me, Taicho?" she asked. My stomach lurched when she called me that. I sighed.

"Don't call me that," I groaned and ran one hand over my face.

"Huh?"

"Don't call me that," I repeated.

"Taicho?"

"That."

"God you're stupid," she snapped and I looked at her, startled.

"What?"

"Make up your damn mind," she growled. I smirked.

"I just did. I decided I don't like it when you call me 'taicho'," I said hotly. She grunted and stood up.

"Why did you apologize?" I asked just as she was about to leave. She sighed.

"Because I felt like I should," she grumbled.

"Why? Because I'm a captain? You had every right to—"

"If what you did was so goddamned awful, then why the hell did you do it?!" she snarled. I could tell her, I told myself, right then and there but she probably wouldn't believe me anyways. I sighed.

"It's complicated," I muttered.

"You sound like a fucking girl," she snapped.

"I'm trying to apologize," I replied angrily.

"Well don't," she spat, "I don't want you to apologize for anything. If you're so fucking happy with Ayako, then leave it at that."

"Why did you really apologize?" I asked, standing up. She didn't answer and I folded my arms. "Well?"

(The Used One.)

He was waiting for an answer. How could I say that I apologized because I felt horrible for hitting him without giving it away? I knew I had every right to be angry with him, in fact, I was furious but the thought of actually hurting him make me feel unusually nauseated.

"None of your business," I said finally.

"It is my business," he replied flatly. God he was annoying.

"Just go back to Ayako. She'll fix your face," I said coldly. I wanted to be anywhere but here. I couldn't stand to be in his presence anymore, it disgusted and delighted me at once. I jumped off the roof before he could say anything and disappeared. I needed to get away, give myself time to calm down and adjust. I leapt from roof to roof, not caring about which direction I was going in. Eventually I reached a park and I dropped to the grass for a breather. I would rest here for a bit then return for Saiko's and my training. I lay back and opened my eyes. I stretched my reiatsu up towards the sky as far as I could reach. All I felt was the twisting of wind and the occasional bird.

What do stars feel like? I wondered. We're they beautiful? Vaguely I could remember thinking they were beautiful, but I couldn't be sure. The memory played tricks sometimes. It'd been so long since I'd seen anything. I sighed. It was getting cooler as my body relaxed and I shivered slightly. I should be getting—

A crushing reiatsu fell on me and my breath rushed out of my lungs and past my lips. I felt the air around me being wrenched apart as I struggled to get over the sudden shock. I stood up quickly, my hand flying to the hilt of Hakuryuu as my reiatsu fanned out, searching wildly for the source. I began to panic. I didn't know where this reiatsu was coming from and there was this thing. I'd never felt anything like it before. It was similar to a senkaimon but it didn't connect to Soul Society. It was different.

And then the source of the reiatsu stepped out. My heart crept into my mouth as her reiatsu weighed down on me. Her short hair bounced and she scanned the area casually. She grinned when she saw me.

"Oh~! I didn't think it'd be this easy to find you," she sang.

MOVE! My mind was screaming but my body was locked in position. Move, move, move!

Kami! Hakuryuu's voice startled me from my panic and my foot shifted backwards.

"You're Kurohime Kami, ne?" she asked cutely and I frowned. How did she know who I was?

"Who the fuck are you?" I growled. She pouted.

"You're so mean~! I'm Kuru, an Arrancar."

(The Unfeeling One.)

"Do you know where Kami went?" Saiko asked politely.

"She ran off somewhere," I replied coldly.

"O-oh," she said and bowed her head before skittering down the hall.

"Taicho," Matsumoto called as she rounded the corner to the wall where I was leaning. I glanced up from the communicator and saw her grinning slyly. I frowned. She held out an envelope. She giggled when I took it and practically ran away. Suspiciously I opened it slowly, wary of any traps. But there was none. I pulled out the bundle of papers and immediately felt my face heat up. They were photographs. About forty pictures of Kami and I asleep that one morning when Matsumoto had taken the pictures. I flipped through them and found most of them were the same, just different angles, before I came to the ones where I'd moved closer to Kami and my blush deepened. A note was the last thing I came to and I groaned.

'I made copies ~!'

I knew I should be mad at Matsumoto but I was strangely thankful. With a small smile I slipped the photos back into the envelope and tucked them into my kosode. Suddenly Saiko came running around the corner, her eyes wide.

"What is it?" I asked and then I felt it. It was faint but I could feel Kami's reiatsu peak dangerously.

She's fighting someone. Without thinking I ran past Saiko who'd opened her mouth to say something and through the house. I burst out the front door, ignoring the shouts and questions. I jumped onto the nearest roof and used shunpo a fast as I could towards Kami. Her reiatsu was falling fast and I cursed myself. I wouldn't forgive myself if she died.

(The Used One.)

"W-what did you say?" I asked quietly.

"An Arrancar~!" she said happily. Just the name made my blood freeze.

"Why are you here?" I demanded and she laughed.

"You're not very smart are you?" she asked and I scowled. "I'm here to kill you."

My eyes widened and I felt her lunge forwards suddenly. I ducked out of the way just before she touched me.

"Hadou no nana-ju-san: Souren Soukatsui!" (Way of Destruction 73: Twin Lotus of Crashing Blue Fire) The shot of blue light erupted from my hand. Kuru let out a scream as it hit her just off center as she tried to dodge it. My brows furrowed. It couldn't have been that easy. I couldn't tell if she'd been injured until the mass of energy faded. She sneered maliciously.

"Just kidding~!" she sang and my eyes grew wide. She was marred and singed but she seemed to be unaware of it as she began to approach me. I drew Hakuryuu hastily. Before I could call out to her, Kuru was already raining down on me. I drew my blade up to block her arm and managed to twist my body out of the way as she attempted a punch at my stomach.

"Ooh~! This is fun!" she giggled. I grunted and pushed myself away. She followed swiftly, not giving me time to release Hakuryuu's second form. I swung several times, but she avoided nimbly and she attacked with such power that I was starting to get tired after only a few minutes. Using brute strength alone she managed to force me to my knees before kicking me in the stomach. I coughed, desperately trying to regain my breath before she was behind me again. She punched me in the back and I landed in a roll. My breathing was ragged as I watched her movements closely. I was starting to get a hang of her patterns as she ran towards me, giggling all the while, and it became easier to dodge her attacks.

I can do this. I told myself and slowly I felt myself gaining the upper hand. I felt my blade cut into her stomach and she growled. Before she could attack I launched backwards.

"Bakudou no roku-ju-ichi: Rikujoukourou!" The six rods of light slammed into her sides, paralyzing her where she stood.

"You little brat," she growled, "this isn't fun anymore."

"Ningyo wo sakuseishite, Hakuryuu," I growled.

(The Unfeeling One.)

"Kami!" I yelled, hoping to get a response. I landed on the outskirts of the field and my eyes widened. A blue haired Arrancar was frozen in the middle of the field and Kami was standing only a few feet away. A twisted grin pulled at her lips while the Arrancar glared menacingly.

"Who told you to kill me?" Kami asked sweetly, completely ignoring my arrival.

"I'm not going to tell you, even if you kill me," the Arrancar growled. Kami approached the Arrancar quickly and curled her fingers under the woman's chin. The Arrancar struggled but wasn't able to pull away. Kami grinned maliciously.

"You might as well tell me, you're going to die anyways," she crooned.

"Kami, get away from there," I roared. It was dangerous, too dangerous to fight by herself. Even I had had trouble. There was a cracking noise as suddenly one of the light rods crumbled and the Arrancar's hand shot up to strike her.

"KAMI!"

Everything stilled.

The Arrancar froze, her eyes wide and her mouth open in disbelief. "I...I broke your spell," she mumbled, "why can't I move?" Kami's grin stretched and I felt a wave of revulsion when I saw the bloodlust in her eyes.

"Taicho!" Matsumoto appeared at my side followed by Saiko, Ayako, Renji, Ikkaku, Yumichika plus Ichigo and his friends.

"An Arrancar?!" Matsumoto gasped and all of their hands flashed to their swords, except for Ayako and Saiko.

"Don't move," I ordered. I knew, deep down, Kami would be violent to anyone who interfered, even if I didn't want to believe it.

"Taicho?" Matsumoto questioned and reluctantly Renji and Ikkaku let their hands drop.

I didn't answer and my narrowed eyes returned to the scene in front of me. Kami fingers danced as the light rods shattered. Jerkily the Arrancar unsheathed her sword and, under Kami's commands, held the blade close to her torso. Kami stood behind her. "Are you sure you don't want to tell me?" she asked politely. The Arrancar said nothing as she glared ahead. Kami leaned over her shoulder and whispered something in the Arrancar's ear. The woman's eyes widened slightly before her gaze dropped to the ground.

"I hope you burn in hell," the Arrancar hissed and Kami's gaze hardened. She hesitated for a moment before her eyes closed slowly. She drew in a calm breath.

"Ningyo no seppuku," she said softly and my eyes widened, as did the Arrancar's. Before the Arrancar could react, her wrist flicked and the blade cut into her stomach and dragged across her abdomen. Orihime stifled a horrified gasp as the rest of us watched in disgust. With one swift movement Kami's zanpakutou reformed and the Arrancar's head was separated cleanly from her neck. Kami flicked her sword, cleaning the blood off of it and sheathed it quietly as the Arrancar's body spasmed before falling apart and disappearing.

Calmly Kami began to walk to us. I stiffened as she brushed past me without so much as a glance. Even when I caught her arm she continued to ignore me.

"Are you hurt?" I asked softly.

"Let go of me," she growled. Reluctantly I let my hand slip away and she continued walking. Perking up suddenly, Saiko turned and caught up to her without so much as a word. Matsumoto was still shocked by Kami's ruthlessness while Ikkaku and Renji both grunted and turned away. Ayako walked up to me and her hand slid into mine.

"Shall we go?" she asked pleasantly. My eyes widened. How could she be so calm? Come to think of it, how could any of them be so calm? "What's wrong?" she asked concerned.

"She just ruthlessly killed someone and you aren't at all surprised?" Ichigo demanded.

"It was an Arrancar," Ayako said with a shrug and Ichigo glared at her, "she was just protecting herself. Besides, why do you think Saiko hates practicing with her so much? Ikkaku and Zaraki-taicho are the only people who'll ever practice with her." All four looked shocked.

"She practices with Zaraki?" Ichigo asked incredulously. They looked to me for confirmation and I shrugged. I'd never witnessed it but I wouldn't be surprised if it was true. I'd never seen her so bloodthirsty though and the look in her eyes was bothering me. I'd never seen her actually fight someone and I wondered if this was normal. I cringed mentally at the thought before glancing in the direction she'd gone in.

"Let's go back," she said happily, "Orihime-chan said we could stay at her place."