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Chapter 2
Ichigo just stared at Gin as he smiled. "I...what?"
"You're virtually on 'death's door', as ya 'umans would call it." The demon smiled. "But i'm 'ere ta change tha'." He stood up and picked a doll off of a nearby shelf. It looked very well made, soft black hair and aqua colored buttons for eyes. It wore a black kimono and carried a tiny, ornate plastic spear. "This one...was my mos' recent customer. The doll's about 600 years old now...so ya can imagine it's been awhile."
"But...it's just a doll..." Ichigo muttered. Gin sat down across from him, placing the doll on the table. "Isn't it? Just a doll?"
"Fer the most part...now it is. But 600 years ago, this was Kaien Shiba, a warrior. He was a good soul, 'till he was almost killed in a war. Came ta me. I tried to predict his Fate, but something dark had begun ta fester in his soul." Ichigo blinked, looking at the small stitched up doll. "Hold him...see fer yerself Kurosaki Ichigo." Ichigo slowly reached for the soft doll, and the moment he held it in his hands, pictures flickered across his mind's eye. He saw a man who looked exactly like the doll, smiling with a woman and holding a small bundle. the bundle moved and cried and Ichigo blinked.
Wh...what is this? He flinched when the vision changed and the village the people had been in was burning, the man's wife and baby dead under a burning roof. Burning flesh filled his nose and fire licked and tickled his skin, making him hiss in pain. The man shouted as horses rode past, his eyes alight with fury and hate. Ichigo watched as a horseman rode past with a spear and impaled the man. He gasped and shook his head, only to see Gin in front of him again.
"Tough trip eh? Ya sweatin' pretty good mortal." He smiled. "Ya connected with wha' remains of his soul...but I've never seen a reaction quite like yers. Ya felt it all didn't ya?" Ichigo could only nod and rub his forehead. "Well, enough chit-chat. Down ta buisness." He held out his hand and a stack of cards appeared. "Ya know wha' these are?"
"Tarot cards?"
"Yup! But these ones are different." He smiled. "I do have a demonic name. Tha' name's Orobas. I'm-"
"A demon of Goetia's 72 demons. you see the past, present and future." Ichigo blinked. "but...you're supposed to represent a horse."
"Pft, maybe 5,000 years ago sure. But I like foxes better." He shrugged. "Not all facts are true. As ya may be about ta discover, Kurosaki Ichigo." He fiddeled with the deck. "My cards are always changing, as yer Fate changes. I'm gonna pull three cards; one, is gonna be yer present. The second is gonna represent a demon yer gonna end up meeting-"
"Wait demon?"
"-and the third will determine your link with said demon." He smiled. "But I feel like shuffling around a bit...so I'm gonna start with the second." He pulled three cards out of the deck and laid them face down. He flipped the second one, revealing a skull with large, black wings. "Death...hmm..."
"A...demon of Death?"
"No. The Angel of Death, Samael." He smirked. "Figured ya'd be on my doorstep."
"Why?"
"Because I enjoy watching his Fate...sadly it's been kinda dull past few hundred years." He then pulled the third card and chuckled. It showed two shadowed figures embracing and kissing each other. "Lovers. Ooo-la-la~!"
"St-stop and be serious!"
"I'm as serious as yer situation." He smirked and pulled the first card. He froze as it seemed to decide between two cards. "How interesting..." He said. "Well, my time's up. Yer 'bout ta awaken to a cranky Fallen."
"Wait a sec-" He felt dizzy and rubbed his eyes. "Ngh...what the..."
"Oh, by tha' way...yer a Reaper now. Meeting me seemed ta unlock yer spiritual powers..." That was the last thing Ichigo heard before blacking out.
When Ichigo opened his eyes again, it was to a white, tiled ceiling. He felt something and went to itch his nose, only to realize a breathing tube was attached. Wh...what the hell?
"Thought ya were dead. Came here ta collect, and whaddya know? That son of a bitch Gin tied us together." Ichigo blinked and looked to his left. The pale man was sitting there, wearing a zip up black hoodie, long white hair in a ponytail over his right shoulder, tight black jeans hugging his legs as black cowboy boots tapped the ground angrily. Gold on black eyes gazed at him with slight annoyance. "Well? Yer awake enough ta speak yah?"
"Wh-who the hell are you? !" Ichigo gasped, sitting up and gripping the blankets.
"The Angel of Death. Name's Shirosaki Ogichi...but call me Shiro." He said, sitting up and looking at the chart at the end of the bed. "Kurosaki Ichigo? Hmm..."
Here it comes... He sighed, expecting a pun on his name.
"One who protects. Fitting, considered ya were supposed ta die getting hit that hard by a car, sheilding that little girl, whom is fine, in case yer wondering." Ichigo just stared at the pale man in front of him. "C'mon, it's ok ta talk ya know. We're alone in 'ere."
"I...I uhh...don't really know what to say. I just woke up in a room with some fox demon who 'predicted' my future, bound me to you, then I wake up again to see some stranger I've only seen on the roadside." He grumbled. The man chuckled and shrugged. "Wait...I thought your name was Sama-"
"Gin talks too much." Shiro said, a bit too quickly. "I don't go by tha' name anymore." Ichigo nodded and leaned against his pillow. "Yer tired still I see. The nurses will be 'ere shortly...since ya made such a miraculous recovery." Ichigo blinked and felt his chest. Although they were wrapped, he felt no pain on his body. "I sense Reaper power in ya Kurosaki Ichigo...means I'm in for one hell of a ride..." He looked at Ichigo and smirked. "If ya excuse me...I got a demon ta verbally abuse..." Ichigo watched as he dissapered in a mass of black feathers, just as nurses came in, asking him questions and examining him.
What's going on? He wondered. And what does this all have to do with me?
"You fucking pain in the ass!" Shiro shouted angrily as he beat his fists on the table in front of Gin. Gin's ears twitched in annoyance. "Ya tied my soul to a human? ! And a human with Reaper powers at that! What the fuck are ya thinking? !"
"Oh come now. You haven't had a Reaper work with you in over 600 years Samael." He smirked. "Besides, he's rather cute, eh?"
"Don't call me that, Orobas!" He spit out angrily. "I don't care! Ya can't just throw random 'umans inta my Fate! Why did ya-"
"That's the thing...I didn't. And look." He held out a card, previously blank, but now showing skeletal trumpeteer's and the four horseman riding below. "Judgement." Shiro froze and grabbed the card.
"Yer...yer shitting me."
"Afraid not my friend. And it changes...see?" He watched as it changed to the planet, encircled my both light and shadow. "The World. The Fate of the world...lies in one decision made by Kurosaki Ichigo."
Chapter 2 end
Well that was fun. I promise we haven't seen the last of Gin. :D He's fun in this~! Reviews get Nutella~!