Chapter 3


It's been about a week since I met Fureawashi in my inner world and since then I have only used my new powers a couple times. No one else knows about them of course. And surprisingly it has been pretty easy hiding them. Well, I think no one else knows, Ichigo and his friends I think might be catching on, I have noticed that blue haired guy with glasses giving me strange looks.

I have my sword hidden as a pen, one of the tricks Fureawashi had taught me, to keep it hidden when I'm not using it. The last thing I want is someone finding me carrying around sword.

"Karin, what are you doing laying around in bed still? It's noon, didn't you say you needed to see someone today." Oh my god, how could I have forgotten that. I immediately bolted off my bed and ran past Yuzu straight for the bathroom. I quickly cleaned myself and got dressed in no time.

I passed my sister in the kitchen and quickly grabbed a cupcake from her before dashing out the front door.

My hand moved to the pocket where I kept my zanpaktou to make sure she was still there. Feeling comforted at the feeling of the smooth metal cylinder I slowed down to a walk.

I reached my destination, Uraharas shop, in record time I might add. The red headed kid, Jinta, was outside sweeping up. He looked to be irritated while doing it. When he saw me his scowl grew.

"Oh no, not you again."

"Oh shut up." I chose to ignore him and just go in. Jinta can be really annoying, we never get along.

"Hold on," he grabbed my shoulder. I turned around to glare at him and saw him flinch, I smirked. "Your late."

"I woke up late." I looked back. I hope they're still there. I really hope Yorouichi isn't going to be too mad for my absence. I was suppose to be here two hours ago.

"Hah," Jinta started laughing. "They're gonna kill you for being so late, loser."

I slapped him on the back of the head causing the annoying red head to face plant.

I quickly walked in the shop before he could say anything and closed the door. It was pretty quiet inside, the place looked like a regular old candy shop, I thought about grabbing a chocolate bar, maybe later.

"Hey Ururu," I greeted the meek looking black haired girl, who looked to be scrubbing some weird black goo off the floor. "Is Yorouichi still here?"

She shook her and stood up. "She asked me to train with you for now."

I nodded smiling. We walked to the back room where the trapdoor that led to the underground training room was.

We entered the desert like landscape with clear blue skies thought should be impossible to exist underground, I really should remember to ask how in the hell made this.

Ururu walked over to a large box, and grabbed a pair of red boxing gloves with a red helmet. She tossed a black pair to me that I put on.

One thing I'm going to tell you about fighting this girl is that it can be terrifying. The amount of strength she actually has, the way Ururu is able to break these rocks like nothing, I spent most of the time trying to avoid her swings. Ururu might seem like a meek and weak looking girl, she is really scary.

I dodged a blow aimed for my head and just barely ducked a possible fatal blow to the head that crumble a the rock right behind me. Still weary of her fist I went to try to hit her but a fist hitting me in the gut sent me crashing into the rock wall. I felt my knees hit the ground before I slowly lost consciousness, seeing Ururus body and heard her worried voice calling my name.

Ururu's pov

Oh dear, I hope I didn't hurt her too badly, I watched Karin's chest rising and fall slowly. She had her head bandaged. Kiskue arrived by the time Karin went unconscious and quickly brought her back to the main building. He told me she might be have a concussion.

I thought she would of dodged that punch, she should've, was she tired?

Kiskue did say we had been sparring for nearly five hours.

"Ururu, don't feel guilty," Suddenly heard a groaning coming from the bed. Both Kiskues and mine snapped to see Karin slowly getting up rubbing her head.

"Ohh," she winced. "Man, my head hurts."

"Well you do have a concussion." Kiskue drew his eyes to her back. "How does your back feel?"

"Pretty good I guess. Maybe a little sore."

"That's good." He started to walk away. "You should get some rest though."

As soon as he left I turned my attention back to Karin, she was still lightly tapping her head and wincing in pain. I should hold back more.

"If you feel better," I stood up. "I'll walk you home."

"No, I think I'll manage."

"I insist, it's the least I can do for injuring you like this." She smiled and slowly stood up with my help. With Karin slightly leaning on me as a crutch I walked her home.