I was staring out of the window, my mind not able to concentrate on the history lesson going on. I was still thinking about the unknown reiatsu. I hadn't told Yuzu about it. No point. She couldn't sense it anyway.
I was hoping Ichigo would choose today to drop in. We hadn't seen him in three months anyway, and I just had to tell him this.
"Kurosaki! You can stare at the sky later. Pay attention, please!"
Oh, great. Reluctantly I turned away from the window and-
Shit!
The immense spiritual pressure came up so suddenly that I almost fell off my chair. Thankfully no one noticed. Best part, I recognized it. It seems my wish is about to come true.
I didn't even bother getting a hall pass. I just ran out of class. Luckily my teacher turned out to be Ochi-sensei. She taught Ichigo too, so she never seems particularly surprised when I or Yuzu run out of class. All she says is, "Just like their brother."
I ran out of school, trying to track down its location. No luck. I'm not that good yet.
But I guess it was my lucky day, because just then, the source of the power passed over me. And luckily this particular shinigami in question was not using that super fast flash technique. I decided to give it my all in one shout.
"Ichi-nii!"
Ichigo, for that was who it was, stopped in his tracks and whirled around, trying to find me.
It was the first time I had seen him in the captain's haori, as most other times he came in his human body. It suits him. It suits him as well as it suits Toshiro.
He looked down and spotted me. "Karin!"
He definitely seemed happy to see me. But I knew there was something worrying him because he had that signature scowl of his behind the smile.
He came down. I hugged him. It's always good to see your elder brother. Even though I never show it out very much.
"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" he asked me.
"I had to tell you something….so I decided to make a run for it."
"What about the teacher?"
"Ochi-sensei."
He smirked at that. I guess he was remembering his own escapades with Ochi-sensei.
"So, what did you want to tell me?" he asked, but before I could open my mouth, another shinigami appeared on scene. "Kurosaki-taicho, I have the report."
Ichigo sighed. "Let's talk over dinner tonight."
"You're coming home?" I asked, unable to keep the delight out of my voice.
He smiled at me. "Yeah. Tell Yuzu to make something good. And tell the old man to keep out of my way."
I smirked. Dad has this uncanny ability to get on Ichigo's nerves, and back when he was staying, every morning they had an involuntary sparring session, which ended with dad sprawled on the floor.
"Will do. Oh, and remember, curfew's at 7."
He smirked at the old rule, then, with a wave, was off in a flash.
