Toushiro's POV

"KARIN! NO!" I threw Gin off of me and shoved a kinsen into his neck, he instantly went limp.

Aizen had about twenty bodyguards around him now. I just saw Karin on the floor, still as stone, imatating the dead, she wasn't dead!

The first five weren't able to avoid my poison tipped darts that I blew at them with a straw I pulled out, the next ten went down with kinsen like Gin, I had used all of them up.

The last five, I went in hand to hand combat, I was victorious, my speed far surpassed theirs.

"Ah, I see it has come down to this." Aizen smiled cruelly, Karin lay behind him, her bood making a pool that kept getting bigger. "I see the White Blizzard really can live up to their names, seems like Gin was the only failure." My eyes widened, I turned back to look at the white haired man with blood running from his neck, he had been the last White Blizzard?

"But that was over twenty years ago! The last appearance of White Blizzard also was one of a twenty year old, they'd be 40 now!" he just smiled.

"Yes, but Gin is special, he doesn't age, he doesn't die, just like the rest of the veterans of the Ninjutsu Prophecy." This wasn't the first time I had heard of this, but it had only been a rumor. The people who the Ninjutsu prochecy affected couldn't die, but then that meant-, I quickly looked at him and saw that a hand had pulled the kinsen out from his neck, the blood was crusting and less was flowing out, it was healing fast!

"Urg." Karin gave a groan from the floor and I rushed toward her. She struggled to sit up and I helped by supporting her back.

"Your chest!" I saw her skin through the hole, I blushed when I saw the bare skin, but I locked onto the site, not because I'm a pervert, because the ski9n was untouched and new looking..

"Need some water." I looked up worrying that Aizen would attack us, but he was gone, Gin was too, I would never forgive him for helping Aizen hurt Karin.

"I'll get you some water soon Karin, so hang on!" My mind whirled as I tried to comprehend all the information shoved at me that day, along with the fact that now neither me nor Karin could die.

Karin's POV

Toushiro.

We were children, we laughed together, we hugged each other, we promised to be together forever.

"Toushiro, stay with me forever!" I had forgotten all this. His warm and smiling face, the little guy that had continually chomped on watermelons and finished watever I didn't. The tiny guy who was fast as me, smarter than anyone, and always stayed by my side through anything, but then that happened.

I was sitting on the higgest branch of the cherry blossom tree that was hundreds of years old, I had been at the Kuchiki Mansion versing the head freak hair's wife, Hisana, she was so beautiful and gentle, but she was a strong woman, to bad a little kid could beat her so easily. She had collasped though before the end of the third round, I hadn't even hit her that hard the first two times, Byakuya-san had gone frantic and raced towards her, his eyes wide with worry. She didn't get back up and I had won by forfeit. My thoughts roamed on why she had collasped, was she ill? If she was, she should've known not to be engaged in a ninjutsu battle, especially with a Kurosaki heiress.

I wished Toushiro was here.

Suddenly, the wind. An enourmous gust of wind rippled around me, my hair got into my face and mouth, my arms flaied as I tried to grab onto something, anything, I was fifty yards off the ground for crying out loud! I didn't grab onto anything, only open air. I fell, and pullemed, and sank into darkness.

Toushiro's POV

I was still running, running to the nearest hospital, I wouldn't allow my legs to slow down the slighest fraction, or let my arms drop even an inch. The black haired girl stirred in my arms.

I looked down at her, tears ran down the pale face.

"Karin?" I was worried, was she in any pain? She had just healed from a wound into her heart!

"I'm so sorry Toushiro, I wasn't able to stay with you-" She took quick, shallow breaths. "for forever." I didn't understand what she meant, and then it struck me, our childhood! Her promise and mine, we'd be together forever!

"Karin, it's alright, you'll be fine, I'm fine, the clans will make sure that Aizen doesn't bother us again." She had regained her memories? I really hoped she had, I was selfish like that. But I thought about Aizen and Gin, they had been part in the last prophecy I assumed, well Gin had, Aizen had informed me, so that most likely meant that Aizen had been too. This was to much, why were they and Karin able to survive anything and live for a long time? I had read some ancient scrolls from the family's ancient library.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

"The one's who go through with the prophecy go through a hardship so great, that Hades pities them and gives them more chances in life in return for how cruel Fate is to them. The God of heaven will let them live with a young face, Venus will let them live a love filled life, and Aries will curse them with the strongest life filled with death of the most preicieous to the ones they loved." I closed the entry, what a load of crap, we were Japanese, not Ancient Greek, leave all that god stuff to the Romans or someone. I thought that at the time.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

I made a desicion at the last second to bring her to the Quincy clan, they had one of the most skilled healers in the history of ninjutsu, Unohana-sama.

"Help her please, she hasn't woken up for thirty minutes, and she lost a lot of blood." I explained francticly to the calm faced doctor, she nodded.

"I'll try my best." She looked at the gapping hole in Karin's Shinigami robe. "There is no puncture mark." She had only needed one glance to tell?

"Um about that . . ." I poured everythin out to her. Gin, Aizen, and the fate of those involved in the prophecy, along with what I read in the scrollls.

"Hm, interesting, but if she lost as much blood as you described, she needs more very soon, her body wouldn't be able to produce enough for what is needed as a standard." She had me carry Karin to a room and put her on a white bed. She shooed me out so that she could change Karin's clothes.

I sank down against the oppisite wall, really was all this happening?

Karin is stabbed, I am told the truth, she heals up, she regains her memory, she passes out again, I just told everything to a member of the Quincy clan!

The door opened and Unohana-sama came out. I quickly got up, my katana mad me trip on the first attempt.

"She's fine now, but let her rest peacfully, also, I want to talk to you with someone." She led me away from the room Karin was in, I took one quick peak and saw that Unohana-sama had changed her into a soft looking white kimono.

"Hai." I answered her. We walked through a maze of hallways and saw that there was one door out of the others that stood out, it had katanas and cherry blossoms on the rice sheet screen.

"Byakuya-sama may we enter?" Unohana-sama asked into the flamboyant screen.

"Yes, close the door behind you." A deep, serious voice answered, she wanted to talk with me and the head of the Kuchiki clan? And wait- why was he even here?

"He is here because of a certain business with Ishida-san, he needed some information on something." It was almost like she read me like an open book, a book full of questions.

"Hello Kuchiki-san." I greeted the serious noble man.

"Hello Hitsugaya-san." He answered back coldly, that was him normally I knew.

"You were involved in the prophecy seventy years ago, am I correct?" My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, the prophecy from seventy years ago? That had been a major stand point in the history of all the ninjutsu clans, was this really happening? Byakuya Kuchiki? Him, but then who had been White Blizzard?

"Yes, I had been White Blizzard." He answered back. He had been White Blizzard? I then noticed his scarf, it was a shade of white, so maybe that's what made him a White Blizzard, I had just assumed it was white hair.

"Hitsugaya-kun had a few questions I think that concerned the after affects of the prophecy." Unohana shoved me into the room, I had resisted at first but with one of those scary smiles she had me running into the room at full speed.

Byakuya was writing on a scroll(did anyone really use those anymore?) on a table while in a kneeling position on a cushion.

"Um." I cleared my throat. He looked up with an expretionless face.

"May I help you?" I would've had a red vein showing on my forehead right now if it was anyone other than the head of the Kuchiki clan.

"Um, could you explain to me the after affects of being involved in the Ninjutsu prophecy?" I asked in a small voice, this was a little frightening to be asking something from Byakuya.

He didn't answer for a bit as he finished writing down on the scroll.

"I guess it's unavoidable, but you musn't interupt me otherwise I will stop where I'm at at that time." He gave me a glare as if I was forcing him to tell me the information. "Because it is a request from Unohana-sama I can not refuse." Was I really an open book today?

I sat down accross from him on the table and he opened his eyes and stared deep into my soul, that's when he began.

Hope you guys enjoyed, it's a little longer than the other ones so people who asked for longer chapters, here's one for you, even if thre will always be longer ones, and please, it you can, read my other Hitsurin story, A New Legend, it's rated T for some steamy moments, nothign more than steamy! Not a preverted writer!