A/N: To be honest I never expected this story to have so many chapter, I think there are still two or three chapters ;D

What just happened? Karin was turned suddenly so nervous and shy, she was stuttering and she didn't know what to say. How the hell did this happen? They were friends, nothing more. It was harder to confront Toshirou, hell it it would be too hard to even look at him. Let alone talking with him. She decided it had to stay a secret, nobody had to know the kiss they almost shared back at the park, she would be in big trouble if anyone knew.

For one she would be teased, ridiculed and maybe even bullied. Not that she would let it happen, but it would be extremely annoying and uncomfortable to sit in a class full of people you hate for one whole year. . . Having to see their faces everyday would be true torture, especially Rurichiyo would make her life a living hell.

That was actually the least of her worries, she didn't know this was how Hitsugaya felt at all. Who knew the stoic boy had any emotions, he hardly showed them. So there was no reason to think he would actually show the one she never thought he had: Love. Sure he can love his family,she does too. but not her. She was the last person she would expect him to fall for.

The rain was pouring from the sky, making her grey umbrella heavier to carry. "I can't believe that happened."

She wondered how what he was doing, what he was thinking and how he felt. He was probably more confused and sadder then she was. After all, he was the one that had the feelings and he was the one carrying the burdens of it. She probably never told him she was in a relationship. He wouldn't do that if he knew. . . Would he?

"No," she shook her head, "he wouldn't." even if she knew him for a short period time, she knew he was a genuine guy even if he didn't show it at all. He would never do something like that, he was honest.

"I don't even know how to talk to him anymore." She neared her house, she saw the lights were on in the living room. So everyone was probably already inside waiting for her. It seemed her feet were walking on it's own, because the whole time she was thinking, she didn't even intend to walk. That just proved how badly she wanted to be inside her room, warm and away from fucking rain.

She walked, almost ran, towards her house. Looking for her keys on the way, she felt the cold iron of her key. She opened the door quickly. The black-haired Kurosaki closed the door behind her back, "Tadaima." she said in a weary tone. Her youngest sibling rushed to her side, her long honey-blonde hair swaying in the procces, "Karin-chan, how was school?"

"It was okay."

Yuzu stood with a shocked expression, Karin never thought that school was anywhere near 'okay'.

"Karin-chan, are you okay?"

She gave her sister a reassuring smile, "Yeah, don't worry. Where's Ichi-nii?"

She pointed upstairs, signalling he was in his room, doing whatever it is that teenage boys do when they have way to many time on their hands.

"Thanks, I'll be down in a minute."

"Tadaima," a monotone voice said, announcing to the women he lived with that he was home. He looked down at three pairs of sprawled shoes, they were probably Rangiku's friends' shoes. Those girls always kicked their shoes off and let them linger around the hallway for him to trip.

"Oi Rangiku, your brother is here!" a rather small girl with short dirty blonde hair approached him. He sighed, Rangiku was having another meeting with her friend in the house, they would talk about pointless garbage and asked him to judge their outfit. That was the worst torture, his mother always found a way to make him do it. Even if he didn't want to, she either would smile or talk him into doing, saying his sister would appreciate it dearly. But she never did. "What's up, Toshirou." she greeted.

"Don't call me that Kotetsu-san."

"Don't be such a bitch, enjoy life." Toshirou pinched the bridge of his nose as he walked past her, these woman were so annoying in combination with Rangiku. He could already smell the tea and the chocolate in the living room, he figured his mother prepared it for them, like she always did.

"Hey, when did you get here?" he turned to his sister, whom was holding a large green piece of paper.

"Just now." he answered quickly, he slid his jacket off him hanging it up the wooden peg next to him.

"Are you okay?" she questioned curiously, staring him down. As if she could smell there was something wrong with him. She would always claim there was something wrong with him if he did something slightly out of character, typically Ukitake Rangiku.

He sighed, why was she so nosy? Only Kami knew why she knew him as well as she did, "No, why do you ask?"

"Nevermind." she said softly. He walked pass her, greeting his mother and Isane, just to get to his room. To finish his homework and sit on his bed to think some more. You would expect his head would blow up after so much thinking earlier, but he really did screw up something. . . Big time.

Their friendship was now crumbling to pieces because of his action, and there was no way he could undo that. And he was supposed to have a nice trip with her on Friday, but his impulsiveness fucked it all up.

Father, what should I do? He glanced over to the picture on his desk, he wished his father was there. To help him, as he always did.

"I'm confused and I don't know what to do."

A/N: Tadaima means I'm back. Well, this chapter was unimportant for the plot and kind filler-ish because my hands were itching to type something.