AN: Two updates in one day? Oh my! Well, I have been sitting on this for awhile so a lot has already been written...so yeah. Advance apologies if I mad Yamamoto to soft in this, but I had to to get Karin into the Seretei, also, sorry for more serious chapters, the next couple will be more light. Hope you all enjoy:D
Disclaimer: Pooie!
Toshiro: Say it.
Me: Okay, okay...I love you Gin!
Toshiro: Not that you idiot!
Me:...Well poop on you...I own nothing, if I did my favorite creeper would still be alive...
And that's how it was Urahara's fault Karin Kurosaki was on trial in the Soul Society, missing an amazing dinner made by her sister.
About a month after her official training had started, the Soul Society had gotten wind of a new shinigami in Karakura town. They sent out Sui Feng. Karin had no chance.
But it didn't matter, Kisuke had made a contingency plan for this situation. If the Gotei came after his pupil, than she was to surrender immediately, no matter how much she wished to kick their asses. Before doing so, of course, Karin had to send a signal. Flaring her reiatsu three times did the charm and Yoruichi was on her way to the gate.
Unfortunately, it seemed the young shinigami's sensei had been side tracked. So now she was stuck on trial, captains and lieutenants watching her with calculating eyes.
"You are accused of acting as a shinigami without the Soul Society's knowledge and performing spirit burials. Do you deny this Kurosaki?" The old guy at the front of the room had been asking stupid questions for what seemed like hours. It got really annoying after awhile.
So, Karin did what she did best, aggravate people. "I don't deny my nose is itchy. Hey, you, shorty." A boy with white hair glanced at her, cool eyes narrowed. "Can you itch it for me? Oh, woops, you can't reach can you?" That elicited a chuckle from the blond behind him. Hiyori had been such a bad influence on the girl.
"I am Hitsugaya taichou," the kid ground out. "And you will show me respect." Surprise, surprise.
Her grey eyes grew wide with mock shock. "Whoa, they let an elementary schooler be a captain?" A vein throbbed in her victims head. "Aw, someone need a nap?" Ah, the gushy voice, Karin's personal favorite.
This time the snort came from a large man with spiky hair, a pink haired girl clinging to his back who waved happily at the captive. "Feisty one, ain't she?" the man growled.
"More like annoying," the short captain grumbled, scowling at the ryoka. "Can we just get this over with, I have paper work to do." A glare was shot at his fukotaichou, who looked anywhere but at Hitsugaya.
Yamamoto patiently waited until his subordinates were done. "Now then, does anybody have suggestions for this child's punishment?" Shuffling some papers, he continued gruffly, "I have decided to leave it in your hands." Everyone blinked in surprise, apparently the old man was in a good mood. Even more surprises.
A sniveling voice cut through the silence. "I believe research into this phenomena would be the most productive," the 12th division captain spoke up, eyes glinting evilly. Several shuddered.
"That would be an inhumane punishment," Byakuya stated calmly.
Mayuri's expression became enraged. "No it wouldn't, she'd be treated fairly and well taken care of. Just a few experiments…." A limb cut off here and there, maybe a tube bedroom for a little bit, nothing important.
"No," Ukitake said firmly, glancing at the child, who seemed bored by the proceedings, head lolled to the side as she stared at the ceiling. Actually, she looked like she was counting, for what, no one knew.
Kenpachi's mouth opened, a blood thirsty grin in place, and the doors burst open. Thank Kami.
A blur of purple and orange flashed to the side of their captive. Another flash of movement and the restraining kido was removed. Karin calmly broke the chains on her wrists, the metal bent. Yoruichi placed something long and curved in her pupil's hands. "Ten thousand three hundred forty three seconds," the girl recited, sheathing her zanpakuto, the red hilt sticking out over the left shoulder. "What took so long?"
The older woman rolled her yellow eyes. "Sui Feng's securities gotten better." A nod was traded between the two captains of division two. "Now, what's going on?" she whispered to her student.
Karin leaned in conspiratorially. "Their deciding my fate. Apparently I can't go back to the real world and continue defeating the hollows they don't." The young girl's voice rose at the end of the sentence, pointedly glaring at the captains.
Yoruichi rolled her eyes again. "I see you've been getting along fabulously." It was just her luck that all her students got on the Soul Society's bad side.
"Yorucihi," a cool voice interrupted the pair's whispered conversation. "Do you know this child?"
The ex shinigami turned to the voice, grin spreading impishly. "Byakuya! Long time no see. Yeah, this is my new pupil, Kurosaki Karin, Ichigo's little sister. You know, that kid that saved all your asses…oh, how many times again?" Her face and tone were catty, daring for anyone to disagree with her. Kenpachi perked up quickly, watching the captive more interestedly.
"We were unaware of that piece of information," Hitsugaya responded coolly. Was it just Karin, or did it just get colder?
Karin glared at the kid. Now that she was out of her bind, it turned out he was at least an inch taller than her, crap. "You never asked," she grumbled. Her teacher shot a look in the girl's direction. "What? I don't like pulling the 'my brother saved the world' card, okay?" Really, he wasn't that great, never coming home, making Yuzu cry herself to sleep.
"It does not matter," the soutaichou spoke loudly. "We still must decide on her punishment. Ichigo Kurosaki is no longer useful to our cause, but he did do us a great service and I am willing to veto the death penalty on his sister for that. But we must ensure that she is punished or no longer uses her powers without our knowledge." Yoruichi almost cried with joy at the obvious opening the old man gave her. Maybe he had a soft spot for Karin? Psh, who would?
The were-woman stared at Yamamoto seriously. "What about this, sir? Karin becomes a substitute soul reaper in the living world, she can replace Ichigo. Simple." The room fell silent, waiting with batted breath.
Yamamoto looked at the ryoka with squinted eyes. "That would be fair," a sigh of relief, a few curses(Toshiro), "but she must be trained in the Soul Society. This young Kurosaki must be different from her brother. She must go through the academy first and be trained by our captains, so she understands her duties." A glint of glee from the 12th and a suppressed groan from the 10th captain.
"No!" Karin yelled, eyes wide with disbelief. "No way, I'm not deserting my world to train here, that's just stupid. There'd be no point in me then."
A small groan escaped Yoruichi's pursed lips. "Karin," she hissed. "Shut up." The teen had the gall to look offended.
"You do not like that option," the old man's voice rumbled. "Then the only other reasonable penalty is memory removal. Every memory of training or shinigami will be wiped from your mind, replaced with false human ones. Would you prefer that?"
"That includes any memories of Ichigo and his shinigami powers," Karin's teacher whispered, yellow eyes burning into the young woman. "Do you want that, Kurosaki?" A pin drop could have been heard.
Stormy grey eyes flashed between the shinigami in the room. She gulped, mouth dry. "No," she responded hoarsely. Her gaze fell on the woman she admired most in the world, desperate. "But I don't want to be like Ichi-nii, always leaving us, always hiding things, always making Yuzu cry." The last part was whispered.
Pity flashed in Yoruichi's eyes, before remembering her pupil hated the emotion with a burning passion. Calm as a cat, the woman turned to the other end of the long room, staring at the old man at the desk. "I believe my student will accept your first offer," a hiss from beside her. "On certain conditions."
The soutaichou nodded his head in a gesture of continuation. "Karin is allowed to leave and visit her family monthly, the Kurosaki's will be notified of the situation, and she will return in eighteen months at most."
"Those conditions are reasonable enough," Yamamoto agreed. "This hearing is adjourned."