Toushi stood in front of the doorway to the living world. She had her arms crossed, and was barely stopping herself from tapping her foot. A breeze blew by, and her bangs fluttered, the rest of her hair held back in a tight braid Matsumoto-fukutaicho was insistent on giving her.
Toushi refused to acknowledge that it really helped with the heat.
She could sense the impatience of Abarai-fukutaicho and third seat Madrame (and in the case of Abarai, slight nervousness). Kuchiki Rukia also seemed rather impatient. Interesting.
Ayesagawa was preening, as usual.
Matsumoto looked down at Toushi through the corner of her eye. She was worried about her. After Momo's death, she had obviously been trying to act the same, but…strangely, it wasn't until Yachiru-chan had talked with her that things seemed to go back to…well, not normal…nothing could be normal, now.
A man in the dress of the Kidou Corps comes up to them with a quick bow.
"Sir, the gate is ready."
"Good."
She raises her voice. "Everyone! It is time to leave!"
Urahara looks down at the young-looking girl, and the letter she is holding out.
"So, Hitsugaya-taicho, it is nice to see you and your friends. Rukia-chan, what a pleasure~!"
A bit of a while off, Ichigo shudders.
"What was that, Ichigo?" Kiego asks.
"Nothing…I just have the strangest feeling of dread."
"So do I." Ishida butts in, and Orihime and Chad nod.
"Huh. I guess we'll find out…"
To Be Continued…