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"I got plan!" Her idea, it was simple, brilliant, and sure it might kill her if she does attempt it, but who cares?
Yogi and Berra looked up at her wearily. It wasn't the first time where she hatched up a crazy plot to get their zanpakuto's names. While they have accepted the fact that they're probably gonna get nothing from their zanpakuto's for a while, Karin got to speak to hers for a minute, now she's determined that it was her destiny to get a zanpakuto. And she just had to drag her friends into this mess.
"What is it?" they asked.
Karin smiled as she told her plan. It was once again, flawless, beautifully constructed, and so simple yet complicated; contradicting itself almost. A good thing and a bad thing as well.
When she was finished, her friends didn't look too comfortable, heck they looked squeamish almost.
Like they didn't trust her.
"Well Karin," Yogi began, hugging her new stuffed bear "it's not that we don't want to join you… it's just that we… don't… want to join you…" she finished off pathetically. The life of her little bear was almost destroyed.
Karin frowned a little bit; worried that she might be losing the alliance of her friends. She turned to Berra and asked the same thing.
"Well, I don't know. You're my friend Karin, but don't you think this is a little to… far-fetched?"
"Far-fetched? Ha! This is just one of my more simple plans!" In actuality, she had no more plans, but what they don't know won't hurt them.
They looked at each other nervously then looked away.
"We're gonna have out, Karin. Sorry…" Yogi said, trailing off at the end. Berra nodded his agreement with her.
Karin was out of luck, out of allies, and out of ideas. But that never stopped her. She never planned; she charged head on. She looked at them weirdly for a second, not believing, then laughed.
"You guys!" she breathed out while she laughed. For once it almost seemed strained, her laughter "are you kidding me?"
They said nothing; just letting her laugh. They said nothing as she gave all of them their roles in the plan. They just couldn't deny her what she wants; no matter how much they want to. They just couldn't wipe off the radiant smile on her face; so full of hope, and innocence. That's because they cared.
Toshiro Hitsugaya looked over at the papers that needed to be corrected and sent over again. The life of the average captain has been reduced to practically nothing it seems. Sometimes he wished for the war to come back, but then he'd remember all the trouble he went through.
He was in the middle of the second stack of paperwork when a sudden chill went down his spine; like someone took his whole spine out, froze it, and then placed it back where it was for a second. Matsumoto once called it something: the 'heeby jeebies'? He couldn't remember.
After a while he did remember another phrase: someone walking over his grave. Then he wondered a little bit. Where was he buried anyways? He was sure he was buried on a mountain somewhere, but mountains were tourist attractions to Japan, so was this normal? He scowled a bit.
Am I getting A.D.H.D? He thought; he wasn't usually this distracted. Especially over something as stupid as this. He was getting soft.
It's L~O~V~E! Shouted the dragon in his head.
If this is love, then I hate it.
Haha! Little Hitsu-chan is STAR~STRUCK~! The dragon was either high, or crazy. Or both.
When will I die, and leave you? And for goodness sake;, why you come up with Hitsu-chan?
Don't worry Hitsu-chan! It's C~U~T~E~! the dragon clearly missed the first question. Or he just chose to ignore it.
When can I die… he thought.
Don't worry! I'm with you for the rest of eternity! Haha!
Death seemed like a pretty good place to go now.
Momo was cleaning out the fifth division. Or rather she was looking at some things and ignoring the others. Her captain, of course, rather chose to do nothing but sit and watch her. Sometimes she feels as if she's talking to herself, which she did not like to do. But this time around, he had these two strings with connected to small balls in his ear. And these strings came together and led into this small, thin, rectangular box like thing that was palm sized.
She had no idea what it was.
But that didn't mean she was afraid to ask.
"Um, Kurosaki-taicho? What are you holding?" she asked in her softest voice. He snapped his head up at the sound of her voice, and stuttered a little bit.
"Oh, um, Hinamori-san, it's, a band. I think it's UVERworld maybe?" he said. But Momo had no idea what that meant.
"This… is called a uver-world? What does that mean?" she asked as she touched the outer surface of the metal gadget. Ichigo then gave it to her.
"Oh, right, you aren't from the human. This is an iPod, Hinamori-san. They play music."
She noticed that it was palm sized. It was square, with a big circle and a smaller circle in it with mindless symbols in four corners of the circle. And there was also a screen though Momo was sure it was far too small to be a computer. It had colorful pictures on it and words she didn't understand. And the name of it… wasn't it just a little too strange to not be suspicious?
"It's an eye-pod? A pod for the eye?" she asked.
"No, it's just a name, it a music player; and mp3 player?" what was mp-three?
"What does this string do?" she asked referring to that long white rubbery string coming down from the square and one corner. It looked like it could be unattached, but you would never know.
"It plays the music. From the earphone, right here." He said while holding up a small ball connected to the white string. He placed it into her ear.
Sadly all she heard was noise, not like the mandolins or the flutes called music, but noise. There was some male voice singing in the background, but… she thinks it's all computerized.
"Where's the music?" she asked.
"What do you mean? This is music."
"But where's the flute, or the gong or all the other instruments the soul society uses for music?" she didn't understand this part!
He rolled his eyes. "This is what the human world listens to. It's Rock music."
"Music for rocks?"
"No, it's the genre of music, you know with guitars and drums and stuff?"
"I've heard of drums before, the gong is part of them. But what's a guitar?"
"A guitar is an instrument made of strings. Never mind, just listen." And she did. But she didn't like it. As she opened her mouth to complain the song switched to a new one. It was a strong voice in a language that she didn't understand along with a few instruments.
She has never heard anything more beautiful.
Ichigo just shook his head. He never had so much trouble trying to explain modern technology to someone. It was always just there! Not that the Soul Society was anything like the human world.
It also sorta amused him when he saw how much he just expected her to know these things. It was amazing how much he depended on these things.
He just couldn't believe how much he missed that stuff. Technology, computers, his xbox, his PS3.
In fact, he just heard that a new portal game came out. He wondered when he would get it.
"A bond of fate never disappears once tied." – Yuuko Ichihara
yeah... you see here... i'm NOT dead, i'm just lazy *ducks at the frozen/rotten tomatoes*
but... i have this little problem that i've forgotten about... karin's zapakuto... um... what's rain luck in romaji?
i know... i suck. D: