Hurm, Jamesikins isn't very popular xD

Ah well. I don't like him much either :P

I've ran out of starting phrases ;_;


Hitsu's POV


"Eurrrghh" I groaned, my head pounding, my stomach heaving. Everything ached. "Never again" I moaned, rolling onto my side, pulling the covers up and over my head so the tiny threads of light getting in through the curtains wouldn't be able to hurt me anymore.

"Tch. Lightweight" the irritating tones of Urahara sounded like a thousand drills relentlessly attacking my skull, I moaned again and buried my head in the pillow.

"Just because we don't all drink ourselves into comas every night doesn't make him a lightweight" Karin's retorted, a little more quietly than normal, which I was thankful for. She yanked the covers off my head and gave me a withering yet amused glance.

"Menurfhg" I muttered intelligently, trying to cover my head with a spare pillow, Matsumoto snorted and I groaned again.

"Doctors orders Toushiro, open wide" I clamped my mouth shut, why was it only me who suffered in the morning? Ok, so I technically hadn't drunk anything before in my life before last night and had no idea the effect it would have on me but still…

Even Karin seemed to be normal again and she'd been gulping down whatever the hell I just invented at the bar the night before.

Last night, my cheeks flared up a bit at the thought of what had almost accidently happened. Karin hadn't mentioned it to anyone and I wasn't going to be the one to bring it up.

But still…

"Toushiro" she warned, trying to pry my arm off my face. I stubbornly rolled over onto my stomach, grumbling profanities under my breath.

"Yeah Toushiro" Matsumoto chirped, I tilted my face slightly and snarled.

"That's Hitsugaya-tai-" Karin shoved a pill into my mouth and then covered my mouth and nose with her hands so I had no choice but to swallow. It wasn't pleasant…the pill wasn't flavoured nicely and it was the size of Urahara's ego to boot.

"That wasn't so hard now was it" the 'doctor' went on, smirking as I glared at her, my face turning slightly green as the pill hit whatever I'd had last night. "Now you can go back to regretting yesterday" she went on, throwing the covers over my head.

As she did so I noticed a slight twinkle as a chain slipped out the top of her shirt.

My stomach tightened and I subconsciously clenched my fists.

She was wearing James's ring…round her neck on a chain.

Even after everything he did.

My stomach heaved and my face turned a sickly green…

I could worry about that later…right now I really needed to run to the bathroom. Apparently Shinigami could in fact 'up chuck'

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Because of Hormones
Chapter 8:
Russian Roulette

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"Lightweight"

"Stop saying that" I grumbled, Urahara chuckled and flicked open a lighter, taking a cigarette packet out the depths of his clothing and offering me one.

"Oh please" I snarled, he just shrugged and stuck one in his mouth, quickly lighting it up and taking a drag.

"I technically quit 70 years ago, please don't tell Yoruichi" he added in a low whisper, I raised my eyebrows but that hurt to much so I took to giving him a dry stare. Clearly he was stressed out about something but was just being to much of a stubborn person to let anyone know.

"Alright…I'll bite. What is it?"

"What do you think" he muttered, gesturing to the door, past which the girls were giggling, obviously having a good laugh about something. Most likely at my expense. I instantly caught on and tried to look at least slightly more serious.

It was hard when you were in pink pyjamas.

"James is like her as well." the other man just nodded, clearly he already knew everything anyway and was merely going to fill me in on something he had found out. I hated that.

"Her power is something she needs to control…quickly. If she can stop a reitsu flow and implode hollows by accident she needs more than pretty jewellery" I groaned, he was subtle, sneaky and unfortunately intelligent but I could see through that within 5 seconds.

"No"

"Come on! You have to. Please!" the older man begged, pouting slightly as I shoved my head further under the duvet.

"I am not training her." I snapped back, watching as my imagination took control and played out a wonderful production where Karin and I killed each other out of sheer illogical hatred. That or Ichigo killing me because I had to fight his sister. "You do it"

"But I trained Ichigo"

"Yes…you did such a marvellous job…"

"Oh dear lord was that sarcasm! Don't strain yourself taicho, the humour might hurt you" I mumbled a lot of nasty things under my breath and glared at him. "I can't train her; benihime isn't exactly the best for training a human girl" I hadn't actually seen his zanpakuto in action. I was there several times but…preoccupied. The stories I'd dredged up didn't detail his sword in a very…positive light.

"I can't. Not right now anyway." I argued. In truth I really didn't want to, Karin wasn't someone I was willing to raise my slightly broken sword against. She'd already been battered around enough emotionally, I imagine this might cause some trust problems later…

"I'll do it"

"Huh? Where?"

"Down here…" a black cat leaped up onto the bed, making herself rather comfortable on my legs, Urahara lent over to give her an affectionate scratch behind the ears. "Is that a cigarette?" she questioned, a malicious tone in her voice.

"…no?"

I shrunk back into the headboard.

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"3 days" Yoruichi announced, back in her human form and fully clothed, stood outside the candy shop with a triumphant smirk plastered on her face.

"She's not a machine…or dead…" Rukia pointed out nervously, Karin sighed and rolled her eyes, pulling her scarf up around her face against the chilling breeze. She was sat on the steps outside the shop, a small rug sack next to her. She looked in deep thought.

"Fine…a week then…" grumbled the flash goddess, was it just me or did that not seem to ease the tension in the slightest?

"You alright with this Karin?" Ichigo muttered, probably hoping he could drag her out of this before it all became too late. Karin sighed and stood up, walking to stand next to her 'sensei'

"Not like I have much of a choice…" she retorted icily, I was probably not the only one to catch the almost determined flash in her eyes. From the way Yuzu bit her lip and Ichigo's eyes widen just a fraction I was guessing they'd noticed, she wasn't really in it for us.

I found the lines in my memories blurring, where Karin was Hinamori now stood, begging me to save Aizen, then back to Karin, her disbelieving and betrayed face as I told her who I'd just been fighting with, her…fiancée?

Karin wasn't going to beg…

She was going to save him. She would save him…or die trying.

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"I'm bored"

"Don't care"

"There's nothing to do"

"Hence the boredom I'm assuming"

"You know what they same about people who assume?"

"Thrill me…"

"They make an ass out of you and me! Get is because you spell assume – ass, u, me!"

"Hah, hah"

"At least I'm trying!"

I blocked her out, focusing on my sword instead. It had been a grand total of ½ an hour and matsumoto was already scraping the bottom of the barrel for attention. Rukia, Ichigo and Yuzu had gone home…no idea why they were hanging around here so much anyway…

Urahara had gone off to do whatever he did when people weren't interesting enough for his company. (There is a god!)

And Ikkaku, Yumichika and Renji were fighting in the distance, something matsumoto wouldn't do if you threw a hollow at her face and covered it in sake.

So her only other option, apart from going outside to hunt down Orihime, was to bug me.

Joy.

You chipped me.

Hyorinmaru snarled, jarring the inside of my mind. I flinched slightly at the unexpected contact, normally I had to wait for quite some time before the dragon acknowledged my presence but he'd been waiting this time round. Clearly I'd irked him greatly, not once since I first discovered his existence and wielded him as my partner had I ever so much as scratched him.

Ho' boy.

I didn't. James did.

A child's argument. Snarled the beast, I made sure not to stray too far into his domain within my soul; if I did…I was rather afraid to find out what would happen. But he had a point. As always. Zanpakuto must come with infinite smart-arse abilities, I was pretty sure he always knew the answer. He just never wanted to divulge them with me.

"Having trouble?" Matsumoto quirked, I ignored her, trying not to fall into the trap of completely loosing myself into the blade. Otherwise Hyorinmaru would beat me like a piñata until he was satisfied I wouldn't do it again.

Where's the child?

Who?

I asked, genuinely surprised. I wasn't known for my socialising and neither was my blade, who…or what was he talking about now? And a child? There weren't any children round here…well…

I cast a loathing look over my shoulder to where my fellow Shinigami were currently throwing rocks at each other.

Never mind.

The girl. The one you are in lo-

And that's enough of that! Bye, bye Hyorinmaru.

I glanced round to make sure no one noticed the fact that my sword, once imbedded in the ground before me, was now quivering in the wall opposite, my arm still in mid air from the throw.

Nope. They were still throwing rocks.

"Since when have you been so chatty" I muttered, strolling over to the silent sword. I would be in for a pasting next time I tried to talk to him but outlandish claims was not something I wanted to be listening to at the moment.

The L word.

I felt myself turn pale at the thought. No way. Impossible. Completely irrational.

Hyorinmaru clearly needed to get his head checked. There was no way.

I didn't l-l-L word anyone.

Nope. Especially not Karin…

"…Ah fuck"

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"Stop laughing" I snarled, the other man did not comply, he in stead fell off his seat in hysterics, spluttering slightly due to lack of oxygen. I quite frankly, surprisingly enough, couldn't care less at this moment.

"I-I'm sorry Hitsugaya-kun, it's just so, so funny!" and he started again. Pounding the floor and crying with laughter in the face of my troubles. I turned and headed for the door. "No wait! Wait…com-come back!" he spluttered, I turned and glared at him.

He took a few calming breaths, snickered once and then returned to his usual composed state.

"So." Ukitake began "Kurosaki's sister eh?" I winced slightly; he tried and failed to hide his smirk.

"No. Well. I…Help me" I finally spat out.

"In case you failed to note this, I'm in a different dimension" he pointed out, gesturing at the TV screen he was currently being transmitted onto. I sighed; of course, I shouldn't even be using the emergency broadcast channel for this but I needed someone who wasn't a complete idiot to talk to.

"I don't want this!" I went on, gesturing vaguely in vain hope he could just extract the annoying emotions straight out my body.

"A lot of people don't shiro-chan but romances in Shinigami, in fact, any sort of non-platonic emotions are rare. When it happens…" he paused looking extremely uncomfortable, he nervously rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling dryly.

"What?"

"This is going to sound so cheesy" he mumbled.

"Hurry up" I growled, anger bubbling within the pit of my stomach. He was lucky the 4th wall of reality was protecting him…

"Soul mates" he said bluntly "no pun intended"

"You're kidding…please tell me you're kidding." I thought wildly about any couples I'd ever seen in soul society. They were so rare…was this the reason? Was all of it planned out already, even that. "Do we have any choice?"

"Oh of course. You can ignore it; the emotion will just forever niggle away at the back of your mind." I wanted to slam my head off the wall. He was supposed to be helping! Not depressing me into a suicidal frenzy. "It's extremely rare to find your true 'soul mate', the only couple I've ever met are Urahara and Yoruichi and they certainly didn't fight that feeling."

I shuddered. No, no they did not.

"Even rarer still that she's still alive…she didn't die without you noticing did she?"

"NO!" I growled, accidently shattering a lamp with my slightly out of control reitsu. I took a deep breath and reined my emotions back in, glowering at the still smirking man on screen.

"Why is it such a bad thing? Normally powers sky rocket once you've found your 'other half', of course…I don't want you using the poor girl for that reason alone…" I recoiled slightly at the suggestion of even thinking of doing anything like that. "AHA! It's already happening; you flinch at the thought of her pain! My little shiro-chan! All grow-" I threw the other lamp at the screen, shattering it completely.

The room went eerily quiet.

I sighed and sat down in the slightly trashed room, it would explain why I was so intrigued by the girl but did I want this? Did she want this? She did have her James after all. Someone she was so obsessively trying to rescue.

It was all so complicated.

Were Ichigo and Rukia the same? They certainly found themselves drawn together no matter what the cost…

Ichigo…he was so strong already, the minute he met Rukia his true power was unleashed, Rukia was in that dodgy gigai but her powers rushed back when she returned to soul society.

It all fit in.

Urahara and Yoruichi. They met when they were children and climbed the ladder of success in leaps and bounds.

"Tch" I spat out, this was so frustratingly obvious. Karin. I rubbed my temples, did she loath the idea of anything happening to me?

Probably not since she threw me out a window.

Why did women have to be so complex?

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Day 5.

I was bored.

Very bored.

And also very nervous. An emotion I wasn't quite adjusted to. I was never nervous about anything, I was always sure of my actions and intentions, I'd never had any reason to doubt myself before but now annoying thought's such as 'would Karin do this' or 'would Karin like that' popped into my head before I knew what was happening.

Hyorinmaru? I called anxiously into the gloom of my mind.

Yes. I breathed a sigh of relief, he wasn't ignoring me, he sounded murderous but he wasn't ignoring me.

I – my mind froze, the blood in my veins went numb.

"Did you feel that?" Matsumoto cried, dropping whatever items she'd just bought on the floor, exploding out her gigai in a few quick beats.

"Espada. 5…possibly 6…" I muttered, Ichigo and Renji glanced up from their training, looks of pure hatred on their faces. I felt much the same; I pulled my sword out the ground, clicking my tongue in irritation as the chip had still refused to heal over.

"Why are you all looking so depressed!? This is great!" Ikkaku yelled, charging up the stairs.

I kept it to myself but a furious volcano of hatred had now welled up inside me. I couldn't wait for a chance to let loose, the timing was perfect.

"Taicho" matsumoto muttered, ok, maybe someone had noticed. "Be careful" her tone surprised me, genuine worry was in her eyes.

"I'm always careful" she didn't seem reassured.

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"Flare a little reitsu and the rats all come running" sneered another new Espada member, the number on his chest signifying his replacement of the member I'd taken down only a week ago. It made me feel slightly ill that they held practically no remorse for their comrades.

"Yo Ichigo!" Grimmjow prompted, smirking at his all too familiar adversary.

"Don't you ever die!" the boy yelled back, drawing Zangetsu, his hand positioned near his head, ready to form his cursed Vaizord mask.

"I was about to say the same to you!"

Then the fighting began, I drew Hyorinmaru, facing off against some unknown Espada I hadn't had the pleasure of meeting. We didn't even ask for names anymore, who cared when you'd be replaced by someone just as capable within the next few hours anyway.

"I'll take this one" another voice drawled, I twisted round, swinging the blade which narrowly avoided his head. "Yikes chibi-taicho" muttered the ducking James, checking to see his head was in fact still attached, I was disappointed when it was. "Sore about something are we?"

"How" I snarled, gesturing at the ground several metres below us, taking up my fighting stance, taking absolutely no chances.

"That's not all I can do" he went on, pulling the hilt of a sword out the back of his jeans, he smirked and span it once, his reitsu spiking slightly, only their was a massive difference. His reitsu…no, his sword…it was…

"Sail upon the frozen heavens, Hyorinmaru" he mimicked, I felt my jaw drop as before my very eyes my shikai appeared, James as the wielder.

Hyorinmaru growled in my head, his unbridled rage mixing with my own.

Imposter! He roared, I internally breathed a sigh of relief. At least it wasn't a complete carbon copy.

"This is my fully released ability. What's your chibi-taicho?" he jested, raising the sword slightly, as if for my inspection. Rather than answer I simply fluxed my reitsu, he smirked arrogantly. Clearly he had no idea who he was messing with.

We collided midair, the clash of metal resounding through the busy battle field, his ice covered sword meeting mine, I snarled as the fake dragons head reared up behind him, twisting toward me but this was my sword. I knew it better than anyone, especially him. I span out the way, not even bothering with primary release as my Bankai was formed within the blink of an eye.

"Serious are we?"

"You have no idea" I muttered darkly, he refused to drop the smirk plastered to his face. Did he not realise this was it? I wasn't going to hesitate and I most certainly wasn't going to think about his feelings on the matter.

"Go for it" he retorted "see if you're really up to it, chibi-taicho" I lunged, combining shunpo and my wings to give me a powerful burst of speed, he brought the fake Hyorinmaru round, blocking the stab in the last possible second, his body jarring from the impact, without loosing speed I flicked the weapon back, a lance of ice spearing round his back, the boy smirked, flipping the copy to defend himself, I felt like laughing, the sword was far to thin, Hyorinmaru wouldn't be able to block the whole attack. He was dead.

The impact wasn't what I had expected, a lot of blood was what I had expected to see, instead an even larger sword was covering James's back, the ice blocked and redirected as he destroyed it in a few simple strokes.

"Zangetsu…" I breathed, half in awe as he swung the huge blade round to face me again, an air of expectance around him.

"I warned you chibi-taicho" he raised his arm, spinning the blade lazily by the hilt, the shape blurring and changing into yet another precious zanpakuto – Haineko, Zabimaru, Hōzukimaru, hell even Benihime was in there somewhere. I felt my blood literally stop in my veins. "You see, you may control all the water in the atmosphere…but I control of the zanpakuto's I see once." He stopped, pausing rather dramatically to inspect Rukia's sword before carrying on "could you really take on all of them?"

I didn't have time to answer; he didn't give me a chance to, with speed rivalling shunpo he raised his hand, a powerful cero forming in his palm.

"Boom" he whispered, in a last ditch attempt at self preservation my zanpakuto raised the ice wings around me, defending me from the brunt of the blast but the force was enough to send me spiralling out the air, my make shift shield shattering on impact, he wasn't done.

Another blast was forming, larger than the last one; I was too stunned to move, my sword was out of reach, my bankai falling apart uselessly.

"Taicho!" I heard matsumoto call, she was to far away, the blast wouldn't be fatal…I wouldn't die initially…but with extensive damage and his array of weapons…

"Heh…shit" I managed to mutter. It seemed rather appropriate. Then, as if touched with magic, all my stress died away. With one syllable.

"Kai" another voice spat, the figure appearing before me, looking like some sort of angel of death in the red aura the cero was giving off. She grinned at me, I smirked back, she at least looked happy. Freaky woman…

"Took you long enough" I mumbled. She held up a hand towards the incoming attack, not taking her eyes off my slightly battered figure. Something like relief mingled with amusement in her gaze.

"You know us Kurosaki's" she sliced the cero in two, the attack dissipating into nothing, blowing some hair out her face "we just love dramatic entrances"

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"Karin…" James muttered, I couldn't help but chuckle slightly at his shocked expression. He clearly didn't expect the women he had been lying to for three years to show up in the middle of a fight. Ok. Neither had I but I'd at least sensed her within the last few seconds. "It's…it's not what it looks like!"

"How is it not what it looks like!" she screamed, her cool persona slipping into childish fury "you're floating above the ground, firing cero and wielding a zanpakuto!"

"Erm…it's not mine?" I could almost see steam billowing from Karin's ears, hell hath no fury…wait I'd already used that quote.

I took a brief moment to inspect the battle and the newly arrived Karin, seemed like everyone else was fairing ok. Most of the destruction was Ichigo missing as Grimmjow dodged his attacks…I'd have to pay for all that…

Sigh.

Karin certainly did look different. Stronger somehow…I wondered what on earth Yoruichi put her through, the chain was still round her neck though, that irked me but I reminded myself of the current situation and picked Hyorinmaru off the floor, reforming my bankai in the blink of an eye.

"I don't want to have to hurt you Karin, so be a good girl and come with us" James began, dropping the innocent act when he discovered his lack of progress. For a second I panicked, Hinamori would have blindly followed if Aizen offered her a chance to work, no, serve him again but it was rather foolish of me, Karin snorted, her gaze icy.

"As if" she retorted. James seemed disappointed, Karin looked unperturbed, even going as far to roll up her sleeves in anticipation for a fight.

"I don't want to have to hurt you"

"Funny. I was about to say the same to you" she replied angrily, her eyes blazing, I was left standing to the side, waiting to jump in if things went a bit to far.

"You belong to Aizen-sama." James muttered, walking in the air towards us, his zanpakuto going back to the original hilt, as if to prove his conviction to not hurt her. Karin gritted her teeth, tensing slightly before flicking her wrist. For a second nothing happened, then, without any dignity what-so-ever James fell out the air, landing on his head.

"I cut your reitsu off." Karin announced in a bored tone. Holding up what looked like a blue cero in her hand "Tell me what the hell is going on and I won't have to grind this into your head"

I gulped.

Internal note: Never piss Karin off. Ever.

"Tch. As if you could" snarled the boy; however he kept his eyes firmly on the ball of energy in his former girlfriend's hand. "I'm all you've got, we're two of a kind plus I'm the only person who's ever taken an interest."

Yeah that's right keep provoking the girl, very smart, really.

"I don't need you"

"Yes you do. You said 'yes' remember" she crushed the reitsu in the palm of her hand, her face contorting with pain and rage. I stepped in between them, placing a hand on Karin's trembling arm, using the other to hold Hyorinmaru against the bastard's neck. Rather than slapping my hand away like I expected, Karin relaxed slightly, even muttering a quiet 'sorry' under her breath.

"Explain."

"You already tried this remember" he retorted, gesturing at the chip in my blade. I smirked.

"Yes. But you have no reitsu this time round…" he turned slightly pale, Karin breathed a laugh, the air tickling the back of my neck, I reminded myself that now was not the time to be hyper aware of how close she was standing. "and it's two against one, and I might accidently let Karin loose"

"And I might accidently impale you" she finished. He didn't respond, opting to glare daggers at me, then at Karin. I could almost see him searching, searching for any scrap of energy he had but Karin had obviously improved…drastically. He was screwed.

"Aizen-sama won't be happy with you Karin, you've finally discovered your gift and yet you don't serve him with it" he sighed in disappointment, Karin tensed again behind me "you can't run. You're his property after all…" I flicked my sword so it was level with his neck, digging into his skin, he didn't even flinch.

"Why" she croaked but their was no time to answer a beam of yellow light suddenly engulfed him, well not just James but all the other Espada. James smirked; he'd been stalling, the whole damn time. He didn't hold any of the former fear or melancholy as before; he even had the arrogance to wave as he disappeared into Aizen's lair.

"Tch." I spat, lowering my sword, I briefly scanned the area for the others, all alive, all a bit battered. I'd got off lucky.

"Idiot!" Karin screeched, smacking me round the back of the head, I toppled only just managing to stay upright. She huffed and prodded me in the chest, I blinked, utterly confused. "You could have got yourself killed!"

"You…you care?" I blurted out unthinkingly, genuinely surprised, also noting the sudden Yoruichi-esque attitude, even the outfit was similar.

"Of course you idiot, god grief! I don't dive in front of cero for just anyone you know!" I smirked and, in what was meant to be a gesture of acknowledgement, patted her on the head, the sudden action made her froze, a mix of embarrassment and anger flashing across her face. It wasn't meant to be patronising but the look on her face sent me over the edge, I laughed. I honest-to-god laughed, the sound alone seemed to cause the earth to stop spinning. "You're such a pain…" Karin muttered gently, knocking the hand of her head.

"Sorry." I chuckled, she smiled.

"You look nicer when you laugh…" she commented offhandedly, I froze; her smile grew into a grin. It was her turn to burst out laughing; I felt my eye twitch, she ruffled my hair I grabbed her hand and yanked the appendage out my face, dragging Karin with it. She stopped laughing, our faces were centimetres apart, I smirked.

"So do you" I breathed. Her eyes widened slightly.

"OH HELLS NO THEY DON'T!" Ichigo screamed, I leapt about 10 foot in the air, Karin yelped, covering her mouth in shock. A light blush covering her cheeks.

"Ichi-nii!" Karin whined, said boy grabbed her by the arm, fixing me with a world ending glare.

"I never liked you!" Ichigo hissed, turning on his heal and dragging his sister in the opposite direction to their house. I shook my head, a small smile still playing on my lips.

She might not like me very much, hate me in fact but she certainly had a funny way of showing it.

"Bleh. She's gone, I never finished her damn training" Yoruichi growled, Urahara (who had materialised within the past three seconds) chuckled.

Inspiration struck.

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I stood outside the Kurosaki clinic.

Two O'clock in the morning.

Covered in water kindly provided by the atmosphere.

Whilst wearing a ridiculous sweater thing matsumoto forced me into before I'd gone out.

This idea had seemed so ingenious when it wasn't so early in the morning.

I pulled myself out my gigai, thankful to be able to fully function in my own body. My gigai beamed, then looked at what he was wearing.

"What the hell?" he muttered, looking at the jumper in disgust then at me with raised eyebrows.

"Don't look at me like that, why would I pick that"

"It's pink"

"Just go make yourself scarce" I snarled, the gigai, obedient all of a sudden, dashed round the corner. I noted to remember to have a talk with the tech department when I got back to soul society.

I leaped up, double checking before I pulled the window back that I did in fact have the right room. It was completely dark, the bed wasn't made, Karin's stuff littered the floor, the only light was a small streak coming from the en suite, the water was running but already a puddle was forming on the floor under the door. My eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Karin?" I whispered, albeit the urgency in my tone made my voice slightly louder than normal.

There was no answer. Something was wrong, I headed for the door but another presence jerked me into action, I swung round, my sword at the ready. Yuzu squeaked, her hand half raised in a weak greeting.

"I-I came to, to ch-check on Karin" she whimpered, I lowered my weapon, apologising for nearly decapitating her. She commented she got it all the time…I decided I didn't want to know.

We both stared at the door like our fate was about to be decided by it, Yuzu moved past me and wrenched the handle, hot steam billowed out, it felt like a sauna in there, without saying a word the other girl marched into the room, for a second I hoped I'd been over reacting and Karin had just gone downstairs for a biscuit and forgot about the bath.

I was wrong.

Yuzu let out a blood curdling scream; I sped into the room, nearly slipping on the wet floor.

Karin's rather mangled body was in the middle of the bathroom, her eyes glassy and unseeing, her blood seeping into the water, staining it, but that wasn't all.

On the wall, as plain as day was a message…in Karin's blood.

To slow chibi-taicho, way to slow…

Yuzu screamed again.

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Now. Before everyone flames me, do you honestly think I'd actually kill a main off?

No :P It's all…part of the plan ;) Seriously. I do know what i am doing. Really.

...why are you guys all laughing when i say that ;_;