Chapter 8

A/N: Thought I add in some more plot. Tell me what you think.

Ichigo gave out a groan of annoyance as he leaned back on his knees. He looked over his shoulder and yelled out, "Give me a couple minutes."

"I think we might need a little bit more than a couple minutes." whispered Rukia as she tapped his chest. Ichigo heard the doorknob tremble.

"How come the door is locked? You never lock your door." said Karin, "Oh and where is Rukia?" Ichigo looked down at her and saw Rukia give a small smile. He leaned over and kissed her hard before whispering to her, "Do you think we should do this later?"

"Who are you whispering to?" called Karin. Ichigo continued to suck on her neck as he said "What do you want, Karin?"

"Um, nothing just wanted to say hello and if you want any dinner." she said. Rukia gave a small laugh as she sat up and patted at Ichigo's waist. He withdrew himself off of her and watched her head over to the closet. He couldn't help but watch her. Her bare back caught within the moonlight that entered through the blinds of the window.

"Ichigo? Do you want dinner?" Karin asked again. Ichigo wiped his face with his palm before saying, "Alright."

"Me too!" called Rukia. Ichigo stared at her for a moment and all she could do was shrug at him. What could she say? She was hungry.

"Oh, Rukia? You're in there too?" she asked.

"Yeah, we were studying." she responded. Ichigo could hear his little sister trot down the stairs and out of earshot. He looked over to Rukia who had taken the liberty of grabbing a random shirt from the closet and putting it on.

"I guess we should go down, right?" he said rubbing the back of his head. She walked over to him and kissed him softly, "Unless you want to go down shirtless I suggest you put something on." she said. The two of them walked down to where both Yuzu and Karin were in the kitchen and it took Ichigo all of ten seconds to realize his father wasn't anywhere to be found.

"Hey, Yuzu, where's dad?" he asked. He felt a sudden ominous presence linger above him. He looked up and suddenly he felt his head get gripped into a headlock.

"My son! I haven't seen you in a while! What is the meaning of this?" his father mocked. Ichigo found a weak spot and slipped away. He spun around and spin kicked his father across the room landing over the coffee table and hitting his head against the wall.

"Still the same old man." said Ichigo as he averted his eyes away. Rukia could only smirk. Karin placed several plates onto the able as everyone began to sit down. The mood was quiet and the atmosphere was homey. Ichigo sat and joyfully ate what was given to him. To be honest he hadn't even noticed what was given to him but he took the liberty to stuff himself. His father hadn't made a comment so as Ichigo grew more and more suspicious of him he looked up only to find his father was staring at him. Ichigo blinked as his father's gaze went from him to Rukia who seemed to be lost in thought.

"Something is different." said his father. Rukia seemed to snap from her thoughts as her eyes widened slightly.

"Yeah, whatever." said Ichigo, "I think Karin's cooking is getting to you."

"Hey! My cooking isn't bad." squeaked Karin.

"No, no, honey. It isn't the food. Something around here is different." he said looking at Ichigo and Rukia whom both of which were starting to get red.

"Dad, I think you might be losing it."

Orihime paced back in forth within her living room. She was growing anxious. She was wondering if Rukia had died from her injuries. She should have. No, what was she thinking? Was she actually wishing for the death of her friend?

"You can do this without killing anyone." she whispered.

"Oh, I beg to differ." a voice hissed behind her.

"Shut up, Mister. As of now you've proven no use but to make matters worse." she said. The man shot up from his seat and pinned her against the wall, his nerves had been met.

"Listen, you whiny bitch. You were the one who summoned me and I'm providing my services. I told you to bide your time but all you are doing is giving me a damn headache." he said.

"I didn't summon you." she said back. He smiled.

"Actually, you did. You wanted something more than you ever did before and I am the one who answered the call. In a sense you summoned me."

"Something about you tells me you're not doing this just to help me." He released her and let out a sneer.

"Alright, you got me. Indeed I am not here just to wait on your hand and foot. I was going to ask you this later but it seems like our time together is somewhat limited."

Orihime stared at him for a moment unsure to ask what his favor consisted of. You never could never tell with these kind of characters.

"What is it?"

"I need you to be our new 'Mother'".

Ichigo returned to his room moments later. He was exhausted and Rukia was in the shower. He sat down on his bed until a stern voice behind him said, "Hello Ichigo."

Ichigo turned to see a black cat licking its paw and staring at him from the window sill. A sudden rush of excitement ran through him.

"Yoruichi? Haven't seen you in a while." he said lying back on his pillow. The black cat known as Yoruichi climbed from the window and jumped onto his chest before saying, "Unfortunately Kurosaki I'm not here for pleasure. I've gotten word from some contacts there is irregular wave patterns of concentrated reiastu. That could only mean Hollow activity but this patterns are much different than anticipated." she said.

"You mean the Demi Hollows?" he asked. The cat's ears propped up suddenly.

"The Demi Hollows? What do you know about them?" she asked suddenly feeling suspicious. Ichigo only shook his head.

"Not much but I have seen them." he said.

"That's already a bad omen. These Hollow are something else. These Hollow are not only created by souls but they are also born from tragedies and disasters. If a Hollow soul was to compared to a tainted soul then a Demi Hollow soul is compared to a corruptive and vengeful soul. These creatures are born from the fallen and are nourished by the darkness. These things are what nightmares are made of. Half Hollow and Half Gods."

"These things are Gods?" asked Ichigo.

"In a way they are. They are the creators of the Hollow but their power is said to be unlimited. They have a source where they draw their power. Then again, this is all hearsay, legend and myth from Soul Society archives."

"Really... well thanks for the heads up." he said.

"No problem," she said turning to exit through the room, "Oh and Ichigo?"

Ichigo turned back to the cat.

"I didn't know you were a complete stud."

"YOU SAW DIDN'T YOU?!" he yelled trying to grab her. The cat only laughed as if leaped to an adjacent building with ease. "See you later, Ichigo."

Ichigo only frowned as he shut the window. Just then Rukia walked in holding a towel around her shoulders giving him a lustering smile.

Yoruichi traveled several more buildings before meeting with a darkened silhouette individual. His green hat shielding his eyes and robe blocking the nightly wind.

"I guess the legends are true." he said. The cat nodded as it said, "Yes. We must find a way to contact Soul Society. They would want to know about this."

The man nodded as he adjusted his hat. He continued to say, "I'm surprised. We might have another legend unfolding as well."

"What do you mean, Urahara?"

"You don't remember that other legend they use to tell the younger shinigami?"

"I don't recall."

"Well, it's said that two souls were born at the exact same time. These two souls found each other and co-existed for centuries taking the bodies of other things. People, animals and everything you could imagine and no matter what form they took they always found each other. They could not be separated. When one's power grew, so did the others. When one was in danger, the other would come to the rescue. When they finally became one, something magical happened. It's not known what happens when they finally merge. But I hear its a one of a kind thing. I think those two know what I mean." he said.

"Wait, Urahara. You don't mean-"

Yoruichi was too late. He had gone.