While Kazui and Ichika burglarized into the the post office to look for the package in the warehouse, Michiru Ogawa was able to escape and drove as fast as possible to the next hospital. Thier parents and thier friends meanwhile, sat down again to watch this video together with the commission. Keigo's memory on the day, they got exposed. They were not sure: Did they really want to see it? But there was not choice. Kazui and Ichika did something prohibited and scared millions of people. But for the moment, it was not important. The chairman of the commission put the cassette into the recorder and pressed on the play-button. Almost 40 hours of footage... A surprisingly long time for a human to stay awake...

Keigo's memories were shown in a 80s television quality, subtitled and in Dolby Stereo. Everyone was surprised when they saw that Keigo's memory on these horrible days, began aboard a plane...

"Excuse me, we are landing soon. Please put your chair back, into it's upright position." a flight-attendent said friendly.

"Oh, of course!" Keigo said cheerfully, but also tired before he pressed a button to turn his chair back to it's upright position.

"He was aboard an airplane?" Ichigo asked confused. "I thought you told me that he left after we got exposed?"

"I can't believe it! He flies with Nihon Air!" Kaneda ranted when he recognized the logo of the airline that killed him and several hundred other people. "So this I will reproach..."

Tatsuki hissed on him to be silent and pointed on the screen again. The members of the commission were surprised, too. Thier results told other things...

Keigo looked on the screen in front of him. The interactive map showed that he was flying from Naha, in the Okinawa-prefecture, back to Tokyo. They watched everything attentively. Keigo standing up and handing his trash to the flight attendent and than looking out of the window. The Tokyo-bay was shivering under the rising sun. Many ships were on the bay. Keigo didn't said anything, he just looked out of the window.

The chairman of the commission used fast forward to skip the landing and the taxiing to the Terminal, till the Moment the jet parked at the Gate...

Everything Keigo, or other people said, at least everything he could hear, was pictured as subtitles.

"Hello, this is Keigo Asano!" Keigo said into his smartphone. "I just wanted to tell that we just land in Haneda and I will need around an hour to arrive in the sudio.

"And why you tell me that!" the bored voice of the man who works at the welcome-desk said.

"You could tell this to my producer! I mean, it's your job!" Keigo said a bit mad and hang of. He yawned. He didn't sleep well, allthough he flew in business class. "We'll talk later about it!"

Keigo put this smartphone back into his pocket and pulled out his trolley out of the bin, when it start to ring again. It was a guy called Shino...

"Shino Midori! His manager!" the chairman murmured and looked on his list of names.

"Morning, Shino! What's up?"

"Asano, you alraedy landed?"

"Yes, the flight was delayed for more than an hour." Keigo wailed while he left the plane to walk threw the passenger-bridge into the terminal. "I go to the dubbing-studio immidiately. After that, I go home, take a shower and back to the airport again. I have to be back in Okinawa tomorrow."

"How is the screening, down there?" the manager asked.

"Wha... he was screening, down there? But... that makes no sense, or..." the chairman was surprised. The thought, that Keigo fled because he exposed them.

"Very well, thank you! Everyone hopes that this special-episode will prevent the series to be cancelled. Did you book the evening-flight for me?" Keigo asked. His manger just smiled nervously. "Shino... You forgot, right?"

"I'm so sorry!" the manger wailed. "I was so busy and..."

"WHAT? FOR WHAT I PAY YOU! I HAVE TO BE BACK IN NAHA TOMORROW!" Keigo screamed angrilly. Now he sound like in his high-school time. "Aww... Okay... I buy a ticket by myself here at the airport. I'll check-in online..."

"So, Keigo-kun didn't leave because of us. He went down there to work..." Orihime realized.

Together they watched Keigo walking to the ticket-counter, to buy a ticket for the 10pm flight. The woman at the counter asked for a autograph, Keigo gave her happily. Then they watched him walking to his car and driving back to the city, sing along the songs in the radio and fighting himself threw the heavy traffic to the building of the TV-network. He was happy and careless. Not upset or worried. There was no indication that he was awaiting the moment. They switched to fast forward again till the moment he entered the building and met the news-announcer, near the welcome-desk. She winked and was very happy to see Keigo.

"Yu-hou... Asano!" she jelled happily.

"Good morning, Makoto-chan!"

There was the bitch, everyone thought. The woman, who exposed them live in TV... and the same woman who just visited Keigo in prison and exposed him in front of millions of viewers.

"Good morning!" she said and went closer to Keigo. She was really upset and happy. "Asano... it is unbelivable! I've got a story, that will be my breakthough. I will get a promotion when I send it..."

"Hey, why you are so upset?" Keigo asked. "What's going on?"

Everyone became curious again. Ichigo took the remote controller again to turn up the volume...

"You... are from Karakura, right?" the woman asked. Keigo just nooded moody.

"Well, I am originally from Naruki! But I attended to high-school in Karakura! Why? What happend?" Keigo's mood became worse. He didn't like to talk about his past. Everyone could hear it.

"Yesterday afternoon, a delivery-boy brought a package to our office. It contained very surprising footage about a Karakura family. I just wanted to ask you..."

"ASANO-SAN! YOU ARE REQUESTED TO COME TO STUDIO D! ASANO-SAN, STUDIO D PLEASE!" the bored voice of the man from the welcome dest echoed threw the lobby and interrupted them.

Keigo turned to him confused. "I'm right here, why do you use your microphone?"

"HEY, I JUST DO MY JOB!" he moaned into his microphone. He finally switched it off when his phone rang.

"Sorry, Makoto-chan! I have to rush. We can talk during lunch. I have to go. I have to fly back to Okinawa tonight. What do I have to do with that?"

The woman couldn't answer, because the voice of the man echoed threw the lobby again: "ASANO-SAN, YOU SHOULD GO TO STUDIO D AFTER YOU ARE READY WITH FLIRTING! YOUR PRODUCER IS WAITING FOR YOU!"

"YEAH YEAH... I'm comming!" Keigo moaned back. "Sorry, see you later!"

She nooded and said good-bye when Keigo passed her and left the scene. "Okay, we will go on air at 10 o'clock with the story. I swear you, you will be surprised. See you in the cafeteria at 12."

Keigo walked upstairs and threw a door into the corridor with the dubbing-studios.

"Aww, maaaann... the guy from the welcome desk is as happy as always. Looks like he got his latest salary statement!" Keigo murmured.

Some Shinigami had to laugh. Ichigo looked around and was confused. Why everyone thought that Keigo was funny?

Keigo entered one of the studios, put off his jacket and greeted the others: "Hey, I'm here. Sorry, the flight was delayed!"

For almost one hour, they watched Keigo doing his job in fast forward. It was the first time, they realized that Keigo was doing more than just reading a text from a note. Keigo had to act like the character he dubbed. He had to feel the emotions of it and it looked more difficult than everyone first thought. But they saw that he had fun. He liked his job. So they watched him dubbing several episodes of an anime and a commercial before he settled down on a couch and was going to fall asleep. The screen slowly became darker, but it turned normal again when someone woke up him.

"Hey, wake up!" the producer said. "It's lunchtime! You want to join us, or do you want to sleep a bit? You had a long flight?"

"Lunchtime?" Keigo asked and looked on the clock. It was almost 12am. "Oh, I have to go. I and Makoto want to eat together. She wanted to tell me something!"

"Hey, Asano... What's going on between you and Makoto Hirabata?" his producer asked.

"We just eat together!" Keigo murmured. "There is nothing between us. It can't be, because her girlfriend would we really mad."

"Huh... now don't tell me she is... you know... loving woman..." his producer asked confused.

"Hey, you don't know that from me!" Keigo murmured smiling...

The chairman of the commission looked on his notes confused. So far, nothing made any sense. They thought, that Asano had an affair with her, but that was impossible now...

Keigo went back to the lobby. They switched to fast forward again till the moment he reached a TV-screen that aired the programme of the news-channel Tokyo-Line, a sister-channel of Tokyo-One (Keigo's channel). Keigo was shocked when he recognized the Kurosaki's on the screen...

"What the..." he murmured and hurried to the screen. Douzens of people came togehter thier to watch it. "I... Ichigo..."

He was totally upset when he forced his way through the crowd to look on the screen...

The Kurosaki's remembered that moment, too. It was horrible. Thier house was already surounded by people, at this time...

Keigo read the lines down at the bottom of the screen. "Shinigami exist... Destruction of Karakura is clarified... Shinigami use synthetic bodies..."

In fear Keigo went back and looked around scared.

"Oh, no... Makoto...!" he hissed worried and looked for her. When he didn't find her, Keigo ran away and hid in one of the cabins in the men's restroom. There he pulled out his Smartphone. Keigo swiped across the screen and called Ichigo's former number... "Aww... Please pick up..."

They could hear the fear in his voice. And than the fury in his voice when a femal voice told him: "The number you have dialed, is not adviced!"

Ichigo had a new number for years. Angrilly he called the landline-number of the Kurosaki-clinic: "The number you have dialed, is not adviced!" another female voice said.

"Aww... I hope they find a way to delete it out of the memory of the people..." Keigo wailed when he left the little cabin and ran out of the restroom. In fear he looked around. Than he saw her again. Makoto Hirabata just left the elevator and winked happily. Keigo ran towards her, grabbled her arm and pulled the surprised woman into the nearby boxroom.

"OUWCH, YOU HURT ME!" she protested.

"MAKOTO: … PLEASE... Don't tell me that you wanted to talk with me about that!" he said upset and in a shrill, strident voice.

"Why are you screaming? It's the story of the century." she said proud.

"It's not the story of the century, it's the end of the world!" Keigo murmured when he turned away from her and tried to remain calm.

"Hmm... What did you said? Why you are so upset?" she asked before she slowly understood everything and crossed her arms. "Keigo,... is it possible, that you know something..."

"NO!" Keigo answered shocked. "I don't know anything!..."

Keigo's voice became tremulous. Sweat ran down his face. In fear he wanted to leave the little chamber, but the woman throw herself agains the door and blocked it, to stop Keigo. She looked on him harshly.

"Keigo... We investigated! You attended the same school. He was even one of your classmates. And I see in your face that you know more than you say... Please, tell me something!"

Keigo's legs felt like rubber. He got flashbacks.

"KEIGO! Are you listening?!"

"No!" Keigo said and turned away. "I... know Kurosaki... but... I don't know anything about the Shinigami."

"He lies! He tries to safe his ass!" Tatsuki moaned.

"But... why... I thought you told me that we wanted to improve his fame?" Ichigo asked and looked on the commission. The commission was very confused, too and checked everything again.

"Where you got this photos from?" Keigo asked shocked.

"The photos?"

"Yes, these photos... And these informations?" Keigo asked still scared. "It's imposible to photograph Shinigami..."

"WHAT DID HE SAY?! KUROSAKI, STOP THE TAPE!" the chairman screamed and Ichigo pressed on pause. "Rewind, rewind..."

Ichigo did so.

"It's imposible to photograph Shinigami..." Keigo's voice repeated out of the TV.

"AND STOP!" the chairman jelled and Ichigo pressed on pause again, while the Shinigami start to check his files again. "We didn't intend that!"

"What?!" several people asked.

"It's what Asano just said." the Shinigami explained ashamed. "It's true... Shinigami can't be photographed, if they are not in a gigai... because of that we were really surprised were that photos came from..."

"That means, Keigo was not able to take these photos..." Ichigo realized and start a fast forward again.

In Fast forward, they could see Keigo fighting with the woman for around an half hour. Finally she brought him to her desk were she presented him the package she got...

"Here we are!" she said abashed while she used a key to unlock a drawler. She took out a package and presented it to Keigo. It had the same form and size as the one they saw on the photo from the survivelance-camera. "It arrived yesterday. Photos, videos, newspaper-articles and detailed informations about everyone. About the Kurosaki's, thier friends and these other Shinigami..."

Keigo took the package to look inside. He found douzens of photos, hardware, and documents. "Who is the sender? This package just looks exactly like... my one..."

"I don't know! There is no sender!" she answered while Keigo found the adress-label of the parcel-service. It was addressed for the editorial office directly. Keigo looked on the stamp from the post office and noted the date and the time. When she didn't looked on him... Keigo stole some pictures out of the box...

"What is he doing?" Orihime asked and pointed on the screen.

Keigo stole several pictures, some articles and several documents before he closed the package again. Fortunately the womand didn't see him.

"You never mention my name, okay!" Keigo threatened her with a harsh voice. "Don't forget that you owe me something!"

She accept his wish, reluctantly. And she agreed to keep his name out of it as long as possible. Keigo left the editorial office and rushed back to the dubbing-studio. There he switched of the microphones, secretly...

"Aww... what a grap... Why is nothing working anymore..." the producer ranted when he realized that the microphones seemed to be broken.

"Oh, so sad... well... that means I can go home. See you when I come back from Okinawa!" Keigo said innoncently and left the stuido before some realized that he switched off the microphones to go home earlier.

They skipped some time...

Keigo overrun several red traffic-lights and almost hit one of his neighbours with his car when he parked his car and stormed into his apartment. He throw his trolley on his bed and walked up and down. It was the first time he was able to freak out, without to be seen.

"Ichigo, stop the tape!" Yuzu jelled.

Ichigo switched to Pause again and Yuzu crawled closer to the screen. She watched the picture carefully. They could see Keigo's living-room now.

"WOW! Asano-kun lives really nice..." Orihime said astonished when she saw Keigo's penthouse, but Yuzu lift her hand and told her to be quiet.

"Sssss... This room!" Yuzu felt like she saw this big living-room with his big windows, the wide terrace and all these plants before. "This room looks familar to me."

"You were there! You died on this couch." Kaneda explained and pointed on the couch. "There is the kitched and these two windows were broken when I woke up..."

Ichigo pressed on play...

Keigo switched on the TV to listen to the news while he searched his drawlers and found what he was looking for... the copy of the adress-label of his own package...

Now Ichigo stopped the tape and pointed on the screen. "Look, that's from his package."

"Ichigo... The package was for us!" Orihime said with big eyes and pointed on the screen.

Ichigo looked on the screen again. She was right. The stamp was from the same office, the time and the date were the same (there was only a two minute difference)... but the package, Keigo send, was not the package with the evidences... it was addressed to Kazui...

"How is that possible! I mean... I never..." Keigo murmured. "No, no... It can't be!"

Keigo searched the drawler again till he found his cigarettes and ignited one for himself...

"I thought I stopped smoking?" Keigo murmured and took a deep breath.

"When he start smoking?" Mizuiro asked surprised.

Keigo took the reciept again and looked on the stamp again. "No! No... it's impossible..."

Keigo put the reciept into a bowl. Than he took out the photos and the other stuff he stole out of his pocket to read it. On the backsides of the photos, names and notes were written.

"It's impossible to photograph Shinigami! How they were able to take a photo of Kazui?" Keigo asked himself before he threw everything into the bowl and took it out on his terrace to ignite everything with his cigarette. "There are way better photos of Kazui..."

"He burns the evidence!" Isshin jelled.

"He tried to prevent that they publish a photo of Kazui, too!" Ichigo realized. "He tried to limit the damage..."

The members of the commission put thier heads together and looked over thier notes. From one moment to the other, nothing made any sense. All thier traces were useless so far. Just, like someone planned everything...

"Awww... I'm afraid... we made a terrible mistake!" the chairman wailed abashed and became red...

Ichigo was shocked. They continued watching Keigo's memories. They watched him burning down evidences, to prevent that someone publishes more. Keigo didn't know that someone will see it in future, so they could be sure that he didn't faked it. He was really shocked that day. He was in the same situation like they were... Ichigo slowly became upset again. The others, too. Slowly they realized that they blamed Keigo wrongly...

"ICHIGO, STOP THE TAPE!" Yuzu screamed. Ichiog instinktively pressed on pause again when Yuzu went closer to the screen again. Keigo opened the refrigerator in the meantime, to get something to drink. Inside was a jug of gazpacho. "This... jug... This red soup... Gazpacho!"

"Gazwhat?" Isshin asked.

"Gazpacho!" Yuzu jelled. "Spanish vegetable-soup! Keigo spiked it with pills to kill himself... I drunk it to commit suicide... I remember!"

Tears ran down Yuzu's face. In shock the memory of the last days of her life came back... The North-Koreans, her getaway, her suicide attempt... She collapsed and fell down on her knees... The whole chaos was her fault. She knew it. Sobbing, she put her head on her fathers lap and continued crying. Her father tried to calm down her.

"Oh... Yuzu..." Ichigo said shocked when he realized that his sister really commited suicide. Angrilly he turned to the commission. "How this could happend?"

The members of the commission were ashamed and hid in a far corner. The chairman sank down on his knees. "I... don't know... how... to tell you... but... looks like... your friend... is just a... whipping boy!"

"So Keigo is just a WHIPPING BOY! A SCAPEGOAT!" Ichigo screamed angrilly.

"Kurosaki-san, we are so sorry... But... all.. our investigations... focused on this package... because we thought that he send it..."

"But the package he send was not addressed to the TV-channel." Ichigo screamed. "It was for my son!"

"Asano secretly send it. So thought... we... please, only two minutes... How often does it happen... I mean... someone maybe knew what he did... but... Whoever is the real sender of the package, was very studiously. We thought he had an affair with this woman and he wanted to impress her, or help her career..."

"Keigo had a girlfriend, till three days ago! Okay, she was a tart but he was already in a relationship." Kaneda explained. "And he told me that he knew about her beeing lesbian the whole time, so it made no sense..."

"Okay, so where is the real package?" Ichigo asked angrilly before someone smashed open the door so hardly that it fell out of it's rails.

"DADDY, DADDY, DADDY..." Kazui screamed upset when he ran inside together with Ichika and fell over his own Shihakusho. The package, he hold in his hands, fell on the ground and slipped accros the ground and stopped directly in front of Ichigo: "We've got the package!"

Ichigo and all others looked in shock on the little package that was laying in the middle of the room...

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