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I got home, threw my stuff in my room, got out of my gigai, and ran to find Urahara.

" There you are," He took my face in his hands. " How was your day?"

" There's a Hollow," I looked into his eyes. " I-"

" You're not going to fight that Hollow, leave it to Ichigo. You have to get your strength up, you're still too weak," He shook his head.

" Well, in that case, you can answer my question," I interrogated. " You knew didn't you? How long did you know?"

" About what?" Urahara led me to the underground training ground.

" About Rukia," I vented. " She's alive! Rukia's alive. You trained Ichigo to save her, didn't you?"

" I don't know what you're talking about," Urahara fixed his hat.

" You know," I entered the grounds. " You were a lousy liar then, and you're even worse now."

" You know," He tried to change the subject. " For a 12th Division Shinigami, you don't look like a freak. I've seen the people who are in there now, and you don't look like you belong in that division. You look normal. No markings, horns, or anything unordinary. When are you getting out of there?"

" Actually I was moved to the 8th Division the day I was injured from fighting that Hollow. I just told Ichigo and Rukia that I was in the 12th Division because I was too shocked about Rukia and forgot.Shunsui Kyōraku tried to stop me from going saying that I should be peaceful and stay there- hey! You're getting me off the previous subject," I drew my zenpakuto. " I should've listened to Renji when he told me that Rukia was alive."

" Well, in that case," Urahara drew his zenpakuto. " You're right. You should've believed him. I did train Ichigo to save Rukia from her fate. Yoruichi trained Orihime and Chad to help. By the way, the lesson is to cut me or knock off my hat."

" Okay," I swung at him. " Orihime, that ditzy girl, is a Soul Reaper? This is terrible. Now they're letting just anyone have spiritual powers."

" Now, now," He dodged and swung at me. " You shouldn't be so harsh."

" But that's what I do best," I held out my zenpakuto. " You know that. Kurohyou, black panther, awaken!"

A black light shown and my medium zenpakuto got bigger and went from silver to black. Seven fang-like picks came out of the edge of the blade (like Renji's) and turned red.

" Whoa," Urahara held his out. " Nice zenpakuto. Black panther, huh? Let's see how he stands up to the Crimson Princess. Benihime, awaken!"

" Thanks," I smirked. " Kurohyou, dance!"

I'd never used that command before, so I didn't' know what was going to happen. Urahara blocked it for a short time with his blood shield, but when I tried it again when he'd let his shield down, I got him. I not only cut a nice sized chunk out of his hat, but I'd also cut his shoulder.

" Lesson cleared," He touched his bleeding shoulder. " You totally annihilated my hat."

" Urahara," I transformed Kurohyou back to normal placed it in its sheath. " Are you okay?"

" Let's go, Takara," Urahara looked at me as if he knew my darkest secrets.

I got back in my gigai and followed the injured Urahara back up to his shop. He laid down in his room while Tessai cleaned up his wound, and I got out of my gigai and laid it in my room.

" She's feeling guilty for hurting Mr. Kisuke," Jinta said. " Look at her, Ururu."

" She looks worried and sad," Ururu commented.

" IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" I hollered. " It was an accident. I'd never used that command before; I didn't know that it would cut him. And I'm not worried or sad! I'm just concerned."

" That's the same thing," They said.

" Takara, he wants to see you," Tessai came out.

" Good luck," Jinta snickered. " I hope he's not mad at you."

" Jinta stop it," Ururu said airily. " She's too upset. You're making it worse."

I went into Urahara's door, entered, and shut it behind me. He was lying on the bed shirtless, injured, and hatless, two of those elements I'd never seen before.

" I-I'm so sorry," I bowed my head.

For some reason, my emotions came out to play again. Guilt washed over me, there was a lump in my throat, and a tight feeling in my chest. Was I going to cry? I couldn't cry I was an 8th Division Shinigami now, fro cryin' out loud, I couldn't cry.

" It's not your fault," He sighed. " I purposely let my guard down for a second as a window of opportunity for you. You caught it and used it."

" You shouldn't lie. I told you that you were a bad liar earlier," I sat next to him uneasily. " I feel so guilty about this. I can feel so many bottled in emotions. We're trained not to show weakness and distress, but around you I can't help it."

Urahara looked at me for a long while and smiled. He pulled me close to him and kissed my lips. I felt this rush of affection for him and so I kissed him back.

" Lighten up," He smiled. " For someone who's in love with me, you should be happy that I'm injured and laying shirtless in bed so you can take care of me. Instead, you're all worried. Chill out some, okay? Loving a fellow Soul Reaper is nothing to be ashamed of…especially if he has feelings for you as well."

I touched my flushed face, and ran out of his room, tripping over an eavesdropping Jinta, Tessai, and Ururu.

" What happened?" Ururu asked.

" They kissed stupid," Jinta pulled her hair.

" It appears that Mr. Kisuke likes Takara," Tessai said as I locked myself in my room.

" This should be very interesting," Jinta said mischievously.

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