Hello, there. This was a kind of aggravating chapter. I don't know why. Oh well, hope you enjoy.
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What you give up you can never get back.
Kuro opened her eyes blearily. It was dark, but Kuro could see that she was in a cave of sorts.
"Glad you're awake, Osore," Kuro looked over and saw a man with brown hair and amber eyes looking at her.
"Isami? What're you doing here? What am I doing here?"
"I'm sorry for the rough handling. I knew that you would resist me bringing you here. But it's been so long. I just had to see you."
"So you chained me to a bed. I would rather not be here. I have things too do that are more important than…well, being chained to a bed." Kuro started to struggle against the chains, but it was pointless.
"Ah yes, the hollows. Don't worry; I called them off. Your friends are safe, for now."
"That was you? You did that?"
"Of course, Osore. I needed some way of gauging your friends' power. And the power of the Shinigami."
"Why the hell did you…what have you become, Isami? Why have you turned so cold?"
Isami's face hardened and he walked over to her. He brushed a long black bang out of Kuro's face. "I watched you break. And…I watched myself break. And then, when we were good and broken, we escaped. I slowly began recovering, but you remained broken. Even now, you are broken."
Kuro gasped. "You've been watching me."
Isami pulled out his sword and unsheathed it. He pricked her arm, drawing a drop of blood. Deep exhaustion set into her bones and she sank back. Kuro thought she heard Isami say, "Because I needed to, my sister," but she was already gone.
Isami watched Kuro's sleeping face grimly. "What have you become?"
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"Kuro's missing?" Rukia exclaimed angrily.
"Yeah. Urahara-san, do you know what's going on?" Ichigo asked.
"No. I had heard of this disease, but I had never seen it before. Can either of you sense her reiatsu? You both know hers better than I do."
Rukia spoke. "I can feel it, but it's weak. And there's an incredibly powerful reiatsu near her."
Ichigo stood up. "Lets go."
"We're going too," Ichigo and Rukia looked at the source of the voice. Hitsugaya, Matsumoto, Ikkaku, Madarame, Akari, and Renji were standing in the doorway. (Kinda. Hitsugaya and Akari in front, Ikkaku and Madarame in back, Matsumoto and Renji in the middle.)
Ichigo opened his mouth. "We aren't going to argue, Kurosaki. We are going," Renji cut off Ichigo before he could speak.
"Fine."
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Kuro awoke with pain in most of her body. She realized that she was upright and looked down. Her feet were dangling limply about fifteen feet above the floor. Kuro began struggling, but her hands were bound too tightly.
A boy walked into the cave-room. He had spiky black hair and was wearing a Shinigami outfit, complete with a sheathed sword.
"You," Kuro gasped.
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Hope you liked it. I had this written a while ago, but I was busy reading Negima. Sorry about that. The next chapter will be up soon.
