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Toushirou hated himself.
And no, he is not emo.
He just should have been more careful. He should have been watching, he could sense her reiatsu, but he let it slip. He actually thought it was his imagination. He did not have an imagination. He couldn't have imagined it.
But he apparently didn't think so at the time.
"Oi! Taicho!" a certain someone called out.
He made no reply, but did stop.
"How was your stalk-ee?" she said with a laugh.
She was tipsy. Her drinking didn't slur the word, but she was too intoxicated to do anymore paper work. So much for that well needed afternoon.
"I wasn't stalking anyone." He said, his frustration level rising.
"Uh-huh," So much sarcasm. She sounded like she knew.
"How's Karin?" Damn.
"She saw me, but I don't think she remembered."
Then all trace of drunkenness disappeared (except for the sake bottle she was holding). That way she appeared quite sober. The taicho kept his hopes high.
"Don't you think we should tell the Kurosakis?" she asked him a little softly.
First he looked around to see if anyone was watching them (they were after all, in a hallway) then he whisked them away to the safety of their office before answering.
He was a little more rigid for reason known or unknown.
"A memory is a delicate thing Matsumoto. Immediately regaining the memories quickly is not good for the brain. The body may, in order to cushion the effect, go into a coma, or it might reject them, or in the worst possible case, she might die. Knowing that, it's pretty obvious why we shan't tell the Kurosakis. Who knows what they'll want to do." The last part sort of ruined whatever the effect the scientific lecture was hinting towards.
Shan't? Is that even a word? Matsumoto thought to her self.
It was.
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"But the aspect of secrets is they leak out. If they didn't leak, they wouldn't be interesting."
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Maybe it wasn't a bad idea.
Maybe it could have been a better, but it wasn't.
It was down right bad.
And apparently everyone else thought so too. That's what Karin thought as her eyes glazed past the students in that creepy way that those villains in action movies do.
They were all either asleep, or taking notes (a.k.a. doodling), or like her, looking at the clock every few seconds for they had nothing to do.
The teacher didn't mind.
Karin pondered the reason why she bothered to attend this school in the first place. She hates tofu, she doesn't like lectures, and the ground was softer than the 'bed' here.
So, why were they here again?
She shook her head, bored. She learned by doing, not by reading or hearing.
Really, when could they leave?
How about now?
Distraction time!
She looked over to Berra for help. Much to her surprise he wasn't there in his seat. Did he leave already? She looked around the room again, and again, until she found him, in his seat.
He was like a ninja! She thought.
He disappeared, into the crowd like an assassin. And nobody even knew he existed. Well, people knew he existed but they forgot him the minute he was out of sight. Like a ninja!
What an awesome power!
But really, Berra was just nervous. Being in crowds of people, not his thing. He belongs in a workshop or some place where he can hole himself up for days and his experiments.
Not here.
He glanced over at Karin and saw that she was beckoning him over. She wanted to say something.
"Psst,"
He ignored her.
"Psst!" it was more ugent.
"What?!" he asked in a low whisper.
That was mistake number one. Everyone heard him.
"Berra, do you have something to say?" the teacher asked.
He blushed furiously, uncomfortable under the eyes of everyone.
At that moment Karin's plan went into action. She released her reiatsu, a lot, and people began to get crushed. As most of everyone began to suffocate, only her friends were able to withstand the pressure.
"Run away!" she shouted and they all bolted for the door.
But they all went different directions.
Karin wound up in a very familiar but unfamiliar place. All the white walls looked the same! It was a maze for goodness sake!
Soon she came across another who shared her same thought and her same problem.
On his shoulder was a little pink haired girl.
"Eh? Who're you?" he asked.
She didn't reply. He was way bigger than her.
"Kid, tell me what yer name is." He demanded.
"Karin," she left out her family name.
"Ahh, Karin," he turned and whispered to the kid, "What does Karin mean?"
"It 's summer pear!" the pink hair girl squealed. She was like bubble gum, bouncing everywhere, with way too much energy for a kid her age.
They walked in silence. After a while, the man got bored.
"Hey, kid, do ya know how to shunpo." She knew the theory. Did that count?
"Um… eh… sure?"
He grinned, one of those grins that signified death and bloodlust.
"See if ya can follow me," he then disappeared.
Now this was technically a problem. She didn't know what to do. Should she do what the 'book' tells her to do? Shuffle her feet really fast and hopefully something will happen? Or should she launch herself at the wall and she if she had moved?
And so she did.
Much to her surprise (again) she moved, quite a bit. In fact she moved more than two feet! Pretty good for a first timer.
"Eh? Kid, yer reiatsu's big." Why was this man here in the middle of her mini celebration? How did he get here? Why was he here? So many unanswered questions.
"Maybe you'd join my division once they let you outta that hell hole." She guessed he meant the school.
"Maybe even now,"
"Wait! What? But I still don't know stuff like kidou!" She just noticed that he was wearing a captain's haori. Man, she was getting slow these days.
"Kidou's for wusses." Well that settled it. "What's yer first name?"
She was surprised he'd ask that.
"Kurosaki,"
"Just like Icchi!" the pink girl shouted, but then looked confuzzled. "But Icchi only has one sister,"
What?
Then he started to look nervous. The grin was gone, his scars looked bunched up for a moment. He was getting unsure by something, but by what?
"Maybe that wasn't a good idea." Her mouth dropped open. It was his idea in the first place!
"I should go,"
"Wait!" she grabbed his haori. Big mistake.
"Get Out!" he shouted, like roared shouted. Never in her entire life did she hear such a massive voice. It scared the living crap out of her.
And he left.
What the…? Her thoughts were not completed as a bunch of teachers turned a corner. If she wanted to stay out she had to leave. She shunpoed again.
This time, it worked.
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"Maybe we should tell Icchi,"
The man only grunted.
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You Idiot!! The she dragon shouted as she chased her companion.
Ha ha! What did I do?
AND THE PLOT THICKENS! XD i saw avatar today... only word to describe it: EPIC!!!!! it's like the Matrix but with aliens, more color, and more hand-eye-coordination weapons, but epic all the same. especially in imax 3D. Reviews???