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Shiro had been moved to a room that was about three doors down from Ichigo. They had decided separating the two brothers (even though all except two knew that fact.) would be a good idea. They must really stupid if they think I still can't talk to Ichigo through our mind link.

Closing his eyes Shiro felt for that familiar reiatsu that belonged to his brother. *Ichigo?* A yawn, and popping noises followed a groan.

"Hollow?" Shiro smiled at the familiar voice.

*It's nice to hear your voice brother.* Shiro could feel a wave of concern come from his brother. Don't worry, Shiro thought quietly, knowing that it was getting through to Ichigo. I'm not harmed, nothing's happened.

"That's not what I'm worried about..." An odd silence filled in between them, "I'm in my inner world right now, but you're not here." Shiro almost felt his heart stop. "Where are you?" Shiro wanted to cut him off there, but after not being able to be close to Ichigo he decided that he didn't want to be alone.

*I'm uh...* Shiro looked around the room, well at least the ceiling and the whatever else he could see. *I'm at the back of your mind.*

The sense of understanding came from Ichigo, "Oh I see, then I'll just head back ther-"

*No!* Shiro cut in, pleading in his voice, *You-you-you can't! It's super dangerous back here. I don't want to put you in danger.* Shiro relaxed when Ichigo agreed.

"But I want to see you as soon as possible. We have a lot to discuss." Shiro sweated a bit, hoping the sun would rise soon so that he could be released. I need to get back into Ichigo.

*Of course brother, and do me a favor by the way.* Ichigo blinked before replying.

"What is it?" Shiro sighed, and said.

*When I was born I was named Shiro Kurosaki. So call me by that name from now on okay?* Shiro listened and heard a silent. "Okay." Then the connection stopped, obviously Ichigo had fallen asleep. Sleep well my brother, may the morning bring our reunion.

The light seeped through the blinds that were over the window. There's no sun- Shiro shot up, a headache quickly meeting his brain. "To fast, Gah!" Shiro fell back onto the bed, holding his head in pain. "Note to self, don't get up suddenly."

Remembering where he was Shiro sat up, this time more slowly. He glanced down noticing that there were no fourth squad members there, nor could he sense any outside his door. "If this is their normal treatment towards hollows in soul society then I'll come here more often." Shiro threw his feet off the bed followed by the rest of his body.

The door swung open before Shiro could reach it. He raised a brow at the form of Rukia in the doorway. She was breathing heavily and her hands were on her knees. "Stop -huh- right -huh- there -huh- Shiro." She breathed in between each word. Shiro rolled his eyes and walked past the midget shinigami. "Wait!" She called, getting her breath back quicker than he thought she would. "Your forbidden to go anywhere."

Shiro, once again, shrugged the girls words off like a wet towel. "If it was so important that I did that then you wouldn't of taken off my restraints, and you would of had someone guarding the door. From lack on your guys' end it's obvious you all don't care what I do." Shiro opened a door that he thought lead to Ichigo's room. He was met with an empty room, the only proof of Ichigo being there was the orange hair that was left on the pillow.

The hollows eyes widened in horror. Please lord no! Not now! Rukia ran into Shiro's back making him tumble in slightly. Rage wanting to take over his system Shiro turned to Ruka quickly. "Watch where you're going!" Rukia was stunned by the sudden outburst. Glancing back to the pillow Shiro wanted to cry. Have I already lost my brother to a force that is pure darkness?

"Well sorry," She held her nose on the bridge. It was obvious it was going to bruise thanks to his tougher body. "But Ichigo was moved last night. He's being held over at the Kuchiki manor. I was sent here to come and take you to him."

Shiro wasn't sure to be overly happy, or annoyed that he hadn't considered that Ichigo had been moved. Going with an 'I could care less look' suited him better for his image. "Take me to him, now." The 'now' being lower than all of his other words. Rukia nodded and waved her hand for him to follow.

They walked through soul society, nearly every shinigami giving him a hatful glance. Shiro wanted to sigh in defeat. Can't they put a smile on their face for once? Then Shiro's eyes widened for the second time that day. /Can't you put a smile on that face at all?/ Shiro wanted to growl his disgust, but it got caught in his throat at the sight of Rukia's glare.

"Something wrong hollow?" She practically spit out the last word. Shiro narrowed his gaze, but quickly averted his eyes.

"No, let's keep going. And I told you to call me Shiro." Rukia shrugged her shoulders and walked on, her eyes closed and a blood vessel getting close to breaking. I swear he's almost as bad as... Her thoughts trailed off to Ichigo.

She thought about how she and Renji had dragged Ichigo back to the restaurant to get help. The fourth squad members that were there had taken him straight to Unohana, who had retired back to her division earlier that night. While they were waiting for Unohana to come back with news they had heard Ichigo scream. When they reached his room the hollow was laying in the bed next to him, obviously out cold.

Rukia curled her hand into a fist. It's this stupid hollows doing I bet, he probably caused it all. Glancing back Rukia watched Shiro. His eyes were distant, his stride was shorter than it should normally be. He looks a lot like Ichigo when he's upset. Shiro suddenly decided to look up, catching her eyes in the process. She blushed and turned away, hoping he hadn't noticed.

Shiro had raised a brow but didn't ask. Is it something I did? Going around one more corner they had made it to the manor. Rukia walked past the guards, telling them to let Shiro through. Hesitant as they were they let him through, keeping their eyes on him as he past. So untrustworthy they are. Shiro wanted to curse. /So untrustworthy you are./

Inside the manor Shiro took off his shoes. He knew that in a house like this you wore your shoes outside, and took them off before you entered the rest of the house. Rukia waited for him, her eyes filling with boredom. "This way." She lead him through a long hallway, and down a flight of stairs.

Another note to self, never have stairs in household. Just means a lot of useless walking. Shiro followed Rukia down yet another flight of stairs that surprisingly lead to a garden outside. What's this place built on? A mountain? Rukia walked across the grass over to six other figures.

Shiro walked forward, a bush getting out of his line of vision on who they were. He froze in place, his pupils dilating. The people who sat in the grass were Inoue, Ishida, Chad, Byakuya, Renji, and Ichigo. For the first time that day Shiro wanted to go hide in a hole and stay there. Rukia motioned for him to come closer.

The hollow glanced from Ichigo to Rukia about five times. Rukia looked bored, but when he looked at Ichigo he saw worry and despair. Is he worried about me? Did he try to call? Rukia, feed up with waiting, stomped over to Shiro and dragged him over. "No,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no..." Shiro would repeat over and over, but the shinigami ignored his pleas. Shiro was pushed in front of Ichigo who looked up suddenly, his eyes the size of plates.

"Shi-Shi-Shiro?" His voice was shaky as if not sure that the hollow was real. Shiro gave a weary smile and replied.

"Hey," Then gave his signature grin, "Never thought you'd see me here did you?" Ichigo frowned, deep. This made Shiro's grin waver. Is he mad? But then Ichigo did something that surprised everyone. He hugged Shiro.

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Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I hope to hear from you to know what you thought. I liked this chapter and the next one will be even greater. I'm getting some good ideas in my head right now.