Crime and Punishment
Chapter 2
Purple mist, random explosions from Ururu's rockets going awry, reiatsu heavy in the air; Ichigo flashed step as fast as he could to the epicenter of the destruction, Urahara and Tessai right on his tail. Then the rockets became strangely silent.
Blood…that was all he could see at first. It was sprayed across the ground in a wide circle around a little girl.
"Ururu!" he shouted, instantly recognizing her.
There was no movement in response. The giant rocket launcher, nearly as tall as she was lay uselessly near her side.
The hollow was there, resembling a monstrous over-sized praying mantis. It stood over her as if gloating. It was then that Ichigo noticed the unconscious boy in the grasp of its deadly appendages.
"Jinta," he cried out to the redhead. The boy was knocked out though and couldn't hear. Even while unconscious, his hand still clutched his bat.
Upon seeing him the hollow decided to hurry up with his previous prey. The deadly forelegs began to squeeze…
"Wait!" Ichigo desperately charged at the hollow, but he was too far away.
"Sing Benihime!" he heard Urahara call out.
An angry pulse of red light passed him at speed that was nearly impossible to comprehend. Upon reaching the hollow it arced gracefully upward and sliced off the creature's forelegs.
The hollow reared back in pain and a shadow passed over Ichigo's vision. He saw Tessai dive in and catch the red-head before he hit the pavement.
"Finish it Kurosaki!" Urahara ordered him.
He jumped in the air before the crippled hollow.
"Getsuga Tensho!"
The boy had finally worn himself out by the time Ichigo reached his street. He now lay miserably against Ichigo's shoulder, quietly panting. He was out of breath from his tantrum.
"We're here," Ichigo told him as they neared the Kurosaki residence.
Jinta barely raised his head to survey his new surroundings before laying it back down again. He was still tired from the fight with the hollow and had expended all his remaining energy venting his frustration on Ichigo.
"I hate you," he hissed to the orange haired teen.
"Nice to know," was the uninterested reply.
They entered through the clinic entrance. Ichigo had worked in the clinic many times before so he rang a bell at the desk to summon his dad and proceed to the examination room.
"No matter what you may think of me you will behave for my dad," he told the boy as he sat him down on the examination table.
Jinta shot him a venomous glare. Although it appeared that he was too tired to argue at the moment it was clear that he was still seething mad at Ichigo.
Ichigo himself wasn't exactly happy with the boy either. His back ached from where the small fists had hit him countless times. In the morning, he knew there were going to be some serious bruises.
"Let's get the preliminaries out of the way," Ichigo said as he grabbed an empty chart from the wall.
"First is weight," he moved to take off the boy's shoes but Jinta hastily brought them up on the table.
"When can I see Ururu," he demanded.
The boy was testing the limits of Ichigo's patience but he still played along. "Whenever Urahara says she can have visitors.
"But I'm practically her brother!" Jinta cried out, "You can't keep us apart, what if she needs me?"
This sentiment Ichigo could understand, having sisters himself.
"Urahara and Tessai are watching after her, they wouldn't let anything happen to her would they?" he asked him.
"No, but…" Jinta stammered.
"And Tessai is the best healer in the living world right?"
"Yes, but."
"She'll be alright," Ichigo said, trying to console the boy, who at this point had forgotten his anger in concern for his adopted sister.
Any further conversation was cut off as the door opened and in stepped Isshin Kurosaki.
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