Hey guys this is KitKat, I'm updating a sad chapter, so this is a warning. I don't own bleach and I'm looking for choices on a Zanpakuto name so check that out. R&R, thanks.
Karin in the Rukongai, current time
"What do you mean you didn't get the water!" I screamed, "Baka**, I'll have to go get it, and I got the food as well," I scoffed.
"Karin calm down," Kimiko said.
"It's not an excuse, we all have a job, and it's what makes us strong." I said running my hand through my hair in a stressful manner.
"Calm down Karin," Hayato pleads.
"Whatever, I'm leaving," I state turning around and start walking away.
"Matte, where are you going?" Kiyoshi asks, tugging on my Hakama*
"I'm going to get some food," I said glaring at Isamu
I ran off leaving an apologetic and angry Isamu. I ran to a vendor and ran up grabbed a jug and ran off again, the vendor ran after me. I tried to run faster although the water weighed me down.
Soon he was caught up to me, I set down the water, and got in a fighting position, the guy came at me with a knife, and I ducked under the first swing, and kicked his stomach. He doubled over and cursed at me and came at me with his knife again, this time I sidestepped and he hits the same shoulder I have a deep scar on, I huff angrily upset at the new scar. My foot makes contact with his back and I kick his legs and trip him. My hand grabs the knife and I hit him with the hilt, rendering him unconscious. I grab the water and leave.
I started hearing a commotion so I quickened my pace, they must be getting into a fight, I scoffed. Then I heard a little boy scream, a scream filled with terror, and a cry for help. I dropped the water and started running, ignoring the broken shards of clay cutting my feet. It was only seconds till I found the clearing, and ran into the scene that would change everything.
All my friends lay in their blood, I ran to each of them checking for any form of life. The worst part was looking into their faces. Hayato looked shocked, Isamu looked angry and defiant, Kamiko looked frightened, but by far the worst one was Kiyoshi. Kiyoshi looked at the place I had left, a look of hopefulness, like I was going to save them, that there was still hope in the depths of all despair. It was all I could take; I dropped to my knees and held Kiyoshi's head running my hand through his black hair. I started shaking with sobs, and big fat tears fell from my eyes onto Kiyoshi's childish face. I kept on saying I'm sorry, I'm sorry . It was all surreal, my hands shook with shock, I was so confused.
Soon it was night, and I couldn't cry anymore. The pain of loss finally sunk in, and made me feel empty. I put Kiyoshi down and I started to dig right underneath the tree. I dug four holes, and gently placed all my friends in them as if they were sleeping. I put things they liked in there with them. I put flowers in Kimiko's, the beaded necklace in Hayato's, the knife I had got from the water vendor's in Isamu's, and the soccer ball in Kiyoshi's. I covered them with dirt and put large sticks from the tree to signify where they rested.
I stood there till the sun came up again, wishing it was just some bad dream.
"I'm sorry," my voice croaked, "It was all my fault, if I had been there maybe..." I stopped unable to bear it, and then I made myself a promise. "I'll protect the weak, I'll get stronger, and I promise to never cry again, and I won't cry until I succeeded in protecting all I can protect," I said with determination, "I love you all, you're my family and I'll never forget you. When you see me again, I'll have gotten strong enough to protect everyone. Goodbye," and with that I started walking.
I walked for three days straight, drinking when I was thirsty, and eating when I was hungry, but not sleeping for three days, until I finally collapsed and slept. I woke up and started walking again. It went on like that for about two months, although it was hard to keep track of time. I remember not eating because I couldn't find the food. I finally collapsed out of pure exhaustion and hunger in front of some little house.
I woke up in a warm bed; I was so surprised I jumped up and hit my head on a shelf. I ignored my throbbing head, and looked around. The room was small and homey, and I looked around in shock at everything. I guess that's what sleeping in a tree does to you.
"Oh good, you're up," A small old lady said smiling, I smiled at her.
"Where am I?" I asked confused.
"You're at my house
"Dōmo arigatōgozaimashita,*" I said bowing slightly, "I will not trouble you any farther," I said and I started walking towards the door.
"Nonsense dear, join me for tea first," She reached up and patted my head, I winced a little, nobody ever had the gall to pat my head, and I nodded.
I kneeled at the table and waited patiently, grasping my hands underneath the table. I stared at everything in awe; I had never been in such a nice house like this.
"There dear," the old lady said placing a cup and pouring tea in it, and placing a plate of amanatto and watermelon. I took a bite of watermelon and I couldn't stop eating them, I hadn't realized how famished I was "You must be hungry, means you have Reiryoku*, like my grandson."
"Nande desuka*?" I ask stiffly.
"It's spiritual power, the shinigami have it." She said, like I would understand.
I felt like I knew the term, yet I couldn't remember, "Who are they?" I asked.
"They are souls that protect the soul society and the living world," she said, "You must be a new soul, if you don't know this."
"I got here eleven months ago," I said sipping some tea, the taste was wonderful, although that was to be expected.
"What district did you come from? If you don't mind me asking," The lady asked.
"The Kagonotori, 71st district," I answered putting down the tea and reaching for the amanatto. After taking a bite, I literally had to restrain myself from gobbling down the whole plate.
I learned a lot about the old lady, who preferred me call her 'bachan' instead of 'mam'. I found out her grandson was a shinigami, and preferred watermelon and amanatto, which explained the large stock of both foods. In the end she asked me to stay for awhile, claiming it was very lonely living alone. And with staying here my interest in shinigami grew, I made a promise to protect; being a shinigami seemed like a way I could fulfill that promise.
1st District, current time, Granny's pov
That girl was something different, I had never seen someone who seemed so energetic, she said what she thought, but was always respectful. There was sorrow in her eyes if you knew where to look, but she hid it with indifference. Sometimes during the day, it looked like something reminded her of some painful experience; she would become very apathetic for a few minutes after that.
When I had found her she was laying on the ground, her cheeks sunken in hunger, and cuts on her feet. Her clothes matched that of a low district with blood stains on the tattered shirt. She had a deep cut on her right shoulder that already seemed to be healing. I wanted to know what had happened to her, such a young girl.
She seemed very interested in shinigami and when I asked why, her answer was I made a promise to protect, and I will not be at peace till it is fulfilled. She was an interesting girl. She helped around the house, and did simple things for me like planting flowers in the garden early in the morning, it was her way of saying she cared about me, when she couldn't say it herself. She stayed for two weeks, until I mentioned an entrance exam to the shinigami academy.
I knew she would leave eventually, she was made for greater things, yet I would miss her. On the day she left she said thank you and gave me a small smile, which expressed all her gratitude. She promised she would see me again and was walking down the road.
Hey guys I have a poll going on, it is for choosing a name for Karin's zanpakuto. You can review your choices as well. I may just pick one out but I'm having trouble deciding. R&R
Dōmo arigatōgozaimashita = Thank you very much
Nande desuka = what is that, or what is it
Bachan = Grandma
Zanpakuto names
Hitenshi (fire angel)
Hishitenshi (fire death angel)
Shitenshi (death angel)
Kadzuki (fire moon)
Zanpakuto Surnames
Sessakuten (cutting heaven)
Sessakushingetsu (cutting new moon)
Sessakukadzuki (cutting fire moon)