A/N: Okay, now i'm hurt. NO REVIEWS?! Not even one for the last chapter? Like I know it wasn't the best but, I would've even appreciated a comment advising on what I did wrong. I don't mind critics! People I am on chapter three and I have only one review. (Oxygen Deprived apparently you are my only friend on this one)

-sigh- Anyway I give you the second half of last chapter that I thought worked better being separate. Think I should've kept them together? Review and tell me!

Disclaimer: Yeah yeah yeah... [insert same disclaimer as always here]


O-x-x-x-x-O Chapter 3: No Control

Karin woke in a foul mood.

Throughout the morning she was venomous to everyone around her including her family, and- being the stupid yet observant people they were- knew to stay clear of her. Isshin avoided his daily dose of idiocy and Yuzu respected her privacy and offered a smile every time Karin looked at her.

It was also because of her negligence of her families attempts that Karin continued to storm around the house before finally announcing that she was going out. So, with her faithful ball tucked securely beneath her arm, she left the house without saying another word.

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Karin rushed through the streets of Karakura, grumbling angry words under breath as she kicked aside any stones by her feet trying her hardest to feel even the smallest once of better.

It.
Didn't.
Work.

Anger throbbing through her veins she felt the need to fight and destroy something, anything to vent out her anger. In a rush of adrenaline she crossed the idea to release her reitsu and draw hollows to her. Somehow in the state f mind she was in- she seemed to enjoy the idea.

Slowly she began to carefully leak out reitu, wave after wave the spiritual energy breezed through the air. Tapping her foot against the pavement she became even angrier at the fact that nothing was coming.

Growing more impatient each moment with the lack of hollows surrounding her she flooded out all of the reitsu she could muster, sending out strong signs of her presence in every direction.

Aggravated by her brothers actions and words Karin lost all of her common sense and broke down any barriers she put up to keep her reitsu pent up.
Come and get me.

Feeling the energy flow out of her fingertips, radiating out of her body, usually calmed her down. The release of her energy was something that Karin normally did when she was in distress, angry, or on the verge of tears. It would flow through her body, warming her up and calming her nerves. But not today, today it didn't help at all; instead it created a new reverse effect.

Sending the sensation of pins pricking against her skin through every sense in her body her reitsu drained out of her. She cringed at the feeling of the needles pressing against her; letting her body adapt to the pain as she continued to release her spiritual power.

Although unbeknownst to her there was someone watching. He had always made sure to keep an eye on the spiritually aware child as soon as he found out her family's relations. Her brother, and more over her father seemed to be too large of a temptation for him to pass up. It was if someone was just handing her over.

It seemed too easy to be real.

He had done years of planning, of fixing, of modifying, of disillusioning people because he always looked at the big picture. But this, there was no big picture. It was just her, an ignorant father, an aggravated brother, an oblivious sister, and the fine line that kept him from reaching out and snatching them all up at once.

As always though there was still a time. The opportune moment that he still had to wait for. But he was patient; he knew the time would come. The chance to get her would conveniently entwine itself in with his other plans, it always did.

He loathed admitting it, but skill wasn't all he had, over the years Aizen developed a knack for having impossibly convenient, damn-good luck.

It also just happened to be a perfect combination for his addicting hobby of plotting world domination.

Knowing this he sent out an arrancar to go and fetch her. No need for some one particularly strong in the instance of resistance from the girl, although in the situation of backup from friends of family an espada was sent to do the job regardless.

It was to the gracious "volunteering" on Grimmjow's part that the blue haired espada reluctantly found himself tucked away in a tree after yet another Kurosaki. To his displeasure he found himself with all reason to go greet the young spitfire and no opportunity to not.

Leaping down with as much grace as he could manage -which happened to not be much- he strode over to Karin, hands in his pockets and thoroughly relaxed.

"Oi, kid." She lifted her head to see the laidback and strangely dressed man in front of her.

Karin had seen that type of uniform before. But she didn't need to see it to sense the immense change of reitsu he had compared to hers.

Nonchalantly gulping she turned her head away from him and continued to walk forward straight pass him as if she couldn't see him. Rolling his eyes Grimmjow looked down at the girl fidgeting as she fought to keep her balance from his reitsu and he clicked his tongue absentmindedly,

"Listen, kid, I know you can see me so just give it up, kay? Just get the hell over here and let's go. This could turn ugly real fast if you don't come nice."

Scrunching her eyes closed Karin continued to avoid him and breathed heavily, waiting and hoping for someone to come and help. Figuring she'd need some type of distraction to stall so that someone could come save her sorry butt she threw her ball in the air and prepared for the only attack she knew had to do.

Upon the fall of the ball she shot up off the ground spun around and pushed all the power she could muster up into her perfectly aimed kick and thrashed at the ball with her foot.

Turing around to get a better view of her kick she almost fainted when she saw what became of her best efforts. There in his hands were the crushed remains of her ball, tattered and limp in his fist.

Although that shock paled into comparison when she saw that he wasn't hurt at all. Not even the smallest scratch, not even a speck of dirt from her futile attempts at buying time.

"Was that it? Can't we just go already?"

Close to the point of petrified Karin did what any self respecting thirteen year old would have done faced in a life or death situation, ran as fast as her legs could possibly manage. Sprinting wildly away from a man she knew had the ability to kill her with the flick of his wrist, she felt her heart stop in her chest when she heard the unmistakable sound of a lazy and uninterested sigh coming from right beside her.

"Not much of a Kurosaki are you?"

He put of his hand and punched her stomach lightly sending her flying against a wall on the side of the street where she came crashing down, bleeding from her arms and legs. Hands wrapped around her knee with the pain of her broken leg she looked wearily up to him. Cuts sprayed across her body and she could already feel the bruises forming.

Raising his hand she watched as a small pillar of blue light came out of his fingers and formed a small dagger like blade in his hands. He turned the hand with the small energy in it at her and threw it down at her, watching as the concentrated power spread into multiple small chunks and stabbed at her body. Her whole body shook at the surge and she rammed her head against the wall behind her.

"Aghhhhhhhh!" She screamed at the pain as she looked down at her legs and arms. No blood was seeping from any cuts because there were no cuts. But she knew, inside of her, her bones were feeling the pressure, her arm broken as if a snapped twig.

Karin could feel her breath heavily being drained out of her lungs as she began to gasp for air.

With her vision blurring Karin approximated she could only remain conscious and aware for a couple more seconds, minute tops. Whimpering under her breath she fought back tears, resisting the urge to let the droplets of water slide down her face. Karin vowed she would never cry again, and certainly wasn't about to break her promise to her mother now.

Spinning her head from side to side she felt all her hope fade when her brother didn't come crashing around the corner, sword drawn ready to protect her. There was no ear piercing sound of his sword clashing against the blue haired man, no screaming as he would of ran to her side and gently inspected her wounds before sprinting her back to the clinic in his arms. No comforting words that it would all be okay in the end. Because no matter what angle she inspected her surroundings from, there was no trance of her mysterious savior in sight.

"If your looking for someone to come and save ya, no one's coming. Cuz' of your reistu no ones gonna notice me and the little bit I'm giving off now." He hoisted her up into the air with one arm and looked her in the eye,

"Now be good kid and just go unconscious already."

He was right. No one was coming. There was no one that was going to save her. And the face before her was the last thing she ever saw before her world went black.

But none of her tears fell to the pavement.


A/N: See what this does to me? Now I've got an angsty chapter to show for it. ANGST! Remember, even if you don't like the story review and tell me what I can do to improve it; not enough humor? Too much angst? Too convoluted? No romance?(which shall be coming, but first I have to get Karin and Toushiro in the same chapter, let alone face-to-face) BORING?! I can work with anything right about now. -sigh- I need ice cream.