(A.N./ Sorry this one's released this afternoon instead of mid-morning, I've been kind of busy with the task of my sister's Halloween costume. Would you believe me if I said that I had to hand-make, from scratch, her Mew Ichigo costume? Yeah, not fun. Been taking me a month or two. -sweat drop-. Anyways, proceed to chapter three, oh loyal readers!)
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One thing was made certain: Masaya was either really lucky, or…
Let's just stick with that he was lucky.
It seemed every time Kish tried to split up Ichigo and him, it ended in disaster, hence the letter and movie incident. It just seemed useless to try.
Nevertheless, as we are already informed, 'useless', 'to', and 'try' are not three words found parallel to each other in Kisshu's vocabulary. So, of course, he would just try to find some way around Masaya.
That, he thought to himself, Or through him…
That was all it took to make Kish grin as a plan formulated in his mind. Like every plan, he was convinced that this would work for sure, no matter how hard it was to accomplish.
Or how many bruises it gave you.
But first, he had to ask himself a question:
"What makes the Blue Knight tick?"
It didn't take him long to figure that one out.
Boy, this plan was like killing two birds with one stone.
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"Oi, Pai, don't you think something's wrong with Kisshu?"
"There's always something wrong with him."
"No, no, I mean…more than usual." Pai rolled his eyes at Taruto, who had this suspicious frown plastered on his face.
"Indeed, he does seem to be neglecting his input on our attacks, and I cannot keep him within this dimension for very long." Taruto nodded,
"See what I mean?"
Pai shifted his feet on the pale brown of his study room's floor,
"Since when do you care anyways?" Taruto shrugged,
"I'm just saying, something's up."
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Kisshu flew high up over the busy streets of Tokyo. Any passerby could easily mistake him for a plane or some kind of bird. His eyes darting through the crowds, he thought to himself,
There are only about four places Ichigo would usually be. Her house, the café, her school, and the shopping mall. But I couldn't find her in any of them… Just then, something snapped in his mind,
"How could I be such an idiot! She's in the park, of course!" Following his little fit of frustration with himself, he teleported to the direction of the familiar park.
Upon arrival, he scanned the park carefully. It didn't take him long to spot the bright, strawberry-red hair of Ichigo, currently taking a stroll down a park path.
"Bingo!" he said to himself. He teleported to a tree up ahead the path Ichigo was on, and perched on it lightly, trying his best not to make the slightest sound.
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Ichigo hummed to herself as she took her daily walk in the park. It had become a habit of hers, actually. The fresh air and green of the park gave her a light feeling of happiness and energy. She stopped and looked around her slowly when she thought she heard a noise. No one was in sight on the looping park trail, only small wildlife and the trees around her were in her company. Or so she thought.
There.
She heard it again. It sounded like a small whisper.
Now she was getting freaked out. She headed in the direction she though she heard it last, despite her better judgment. Boy, would she regret it.
"Koneko-chan!"
Before she knew it, a rustle in the tree was heard and none other than Kisshu swooped, upside down, to give a small peck to her nose. She jumped back and put her hands on her nose,
"Kisshu!" He grinned, still upside-down from the tree branch,
"Too bad, I was aiming for your lips. Did Masaya ever tell you they taste like strawberries?" Ichigo turned a bright shade of red and removed her hands from her face before angrily replying,
"What do you want?! You almost ruined my date yesterday, so what do you need now?!" Kish smirked, tapping Ichigo lightly on her nose with his finger,
"But I didn't, now, did I?" Ichigo smacked his hand away from her before saying,
"I don't have time for this!" She turned on her heel and was about to walk away when Kisshu teleported directly in front of her,
"And where do you think you're going?"
"Away from you, of course!" Kisshu leaned down to her face,
"I protest to that idea, Koneko-chan." Ichigo reached out to slap him before he caught her hand, "It's a good thing the Blue Knight's not around, it's just you and me." Ichigo's face morphed into one of mixed fear and anger.
That should do it, Kisshu thought to himself, She should be mentally calling for the Blue Knight by now…
Sure enough, moments later the Blue Knight made a dramatic, sweeping entrance from what seemed to be the sky itself, his sword glinting in the afternoon sun for dramatic effect. He dropped in Kish's direction and lashed out with his sword. On instinct, Kish dropped Ichigo's hand and narrowly dodged the attack off to the side.
"Blue Knight!" Ichigo said excitedly. Kisshu mentally slapped himself,
No, no…don't fight him…don't dodge… he reminded himself. He steadied himself on his feet and was about to speak before he was cut off by another charging attack from the Blue Knight. Brace yourself… he thought.
The impact of the sword would be defined as something related to a crack, although not as sharp, to Kish's head. The sword made a straight impact on the side of his head, skinning all the way down from his ear to his nose. He hit the ground from the force. Hard. Resisting the urge to cry out in pain, he clutched the side of his head. Get up. You're stronger then that. If your going to get any sort of pity from Ichigo, you have to prove stronger…
Feeling the oozing blood on his hand and face, he arose slowly from the ground, only to be knocked down to the ground again by a second blow from the sword on the other side of the face. This time Kish did give a small cry of pain before his face met the dirt again. Soil got into his wounds, and it stung, adding to the already unbearable pain.
He didn't bother to stand up this time, but propped himself up with one elbow and trying to keep in focus of the world around him.
"I hope you've learned your lesson." The Blue Knight's voice sounded distant, and so did Ichigo's reply,
"You did splendid, Blue Knight! Thank you!"
That was the last thing he heard before he used the last of his strength to teleport, and then…
He blacked out.
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"Pai! Do you know what he was doing?!"
"No idea, but I have a hunch it had something to do with the Blue Knight person…"
"Oh, come on, not again! How many times does he have to-"
"Pai? Taruto?" Kisshu muttered as he slowly blinked open his eyes to the voices around him. Pai and Taruto were leaning over him, giving him those half-worried, half-angry glares.
"Where were you, and how did you receive those injuries?" Pai said angrily.
"It had to do with the Blue knight guy, right?" Taruto asked.
That didn't take long.
"Um…"
Pai nodded,
"Thought so. Listen, you have to stop meaninglessly injuring yourself! It not only effects you, it effects us, our mission, Deep Blue, and even our whole civilization because of the massive delays your causing!" Kisshu sat up and nodded,
"Yeah, trust me, I won't be looking for the Blue Knight again-"
"You were LOOKING for him?!" Taruto burst out.
"Shut up, midget." Kish hissed. He righted himself into a sitting position and rubbed his head. He had a splitting headache, and his whole head felt very sore, "I'm going to go…somewhere else." Despite Pai's protest of "Kisshu! Don't you dare-" he teleported away, cutting him off. He needed some time alone. After all, another marvelous plan was already formulating in his mind. This time, he would do his best to fill in all of the holes and wedges so nothing could go wrong.
And it didn't involve coming in contact with a blonde man in a blue dress.
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