1Name: June 17
Rating: K
Word count:287
Spoiler: none
An epidemic at the Kurosaki Clinic was discovered a few days ago. Yuzu and Karin came home with it one day, and gave it to their brother. The next day, it became worst. Karin and Yuzu had to transfer to one of the hospital beds in their dad's clinic. I hope this gigai won't get sick. On that rainy, cold June 17...
"We have to go!", Ichigo said, coughing, while trying to push through his dad. His dad tried to hold him back," I'm not letting you go! You sound like a hor-", Ichigo threw up. "Aww no! My shoes!", Isshin sighed. Ichigo fell on Isshin," Time to go to bed.", Isshin plopped his son on the bed. Isshin walked back to the clinic. Ichigo suddenly got up, "Baka! Go back to sleep! You're really sick!", I protested. He did nothing , but he coughed as he opened his window. He grabbed his jacket and stepped out. "Ichigo!", I called. I stood there for a few minutes..beep! Beep! I took out my pager. My eyes widened in horror. "Ichigo, you idiot!", I said under my breath. I jumped out the window and ran. After a while, I began to run out of breath, but I kept running away. I stepped into the graveyard, the mud was really murky. Then in front of my eyes, right in front of me, the Grand Fisher pierced through Ichigo's body with his talons. "Ichigo!", I ran to him. He fell as I caught him. "Ichigo! Are you alive! Don't die!", I shook him a few times. It felt like he was dead, I held him close to me, and I cried. I felt like I lost Kaien-dono...except...it was Ichigo...
