Okay, I have writer's block for this story, I'm sorry, it's why I haven't really been updating it, I'm so sorry. And this might not be the best of quality, so I'm sorry.

Also, thank you Maria GV for your editing tips, and helpful questions.

Lettuce's POV

The first thing I saw upon returning to my cell was Pudding collapsed into tears on the floor. I tried to move towards her. But Zakuro put up a hand and stopped me.

"Wait." She instructed quietly.

"Why?" I murmured back confused.

"Just watch." She replied exasperated.

"No." I told her firmly and slightly angrily. She had no right to tell me what to do! I was sick of this.

I began speaking even before I turned to face him, "Itachi, go get her Bozu." An irritated look came over his usually stoic face. So I added "please… can't you see? She's in pain!" he closed his slightly opened mouth and nodded before disappearing.

Quietly and calmly I went to her and put my arms around her. Transformed or not, she was still a child. And this was the only way I knew how to comfort her.

"Shhh… it's okay, it's going to be okay." I murmured soothingly while holding her tightly. And I kept holding her and talking comfortingly to her until Itachi arrived with her Bozu, then I handed her into his arms.

It was only then that I looked down to Ringo's unmoving body. A strangled gasp of horror escaped my lips, and my own tears threatened to break free.

I hadn't known her very well, but she had been like me. She too had been transformed using the power of the strange crystals. She had also been gentle, kind, optimistic, pure and even a little bit innocent.

The pain in my heart was almost too much. Yes, I had seen death before, but this time it had been different than before. This time I had known her, this time she had been part of something special that none of us even understood yet.

As tears began to flow from my eyes, someone held me close to them. I leaned into her and shut my eyes tight, but muffled sobs still escaped.

"Ichigo, I just don't understand, why did she have to die?" I asked. A hand swept the hair out of my eyes and lifted my face to their own.

Blue-gray eyes met mine. I froze for a second… Blue-gray? Ichigo's eyes were brown, or at least had been brown until she had transformed now they were strawberry pink, and the same shade of a pencil crayon I had once owned… Before the occupation… Before the whole world had been changed forever.

It took me a little bit to match the face with the name in my memory, the blue-gray eyes, and dark almost black gray hair, and the face hardened into a near permanent frown.

It was the face that had me wondering for so long, the normally masked face of Itachi was gentle and comforting as he held me close to him. That was what had thrown me off.

This wasn't right, if my Bozu were to come… I shuddered to think of the things he would do to me. He was kinder than most Bozu, though he really didn't seem it, there were worse Bozu, bozu that made my own look like a loving nun or something compared to them. He was strict, and usually very unforgiving.

But he was kind.

"Itachi?" I questioned. He did not reply, but held me closer to him, "Itachi, what are you doing?" I questioned again, this time attempting to push myself away from him. But his grip on me tightened.

"I want you." Was all he replied with, I struggled and tried to break free from his grasp.

"L-Let go of me!" I cried, his hold on me now crushing my ribs, and making it harder for me to breathe. Quiet cool steps sounded from somewhere behind me to the left, a hand fell to Itachi's shoulder, and a just as calculating voice spoke with it's own authority.

"What do you plan to do with my servant, Itachi?"

I had never felt so relieved to see my Master then I did now. Itachi's iron grip released and took a few gulps of air, tears still streaking down my face.

"She is my property, and you are merely the Guard, remember your place." Pai snapped to Itachi. Itachi remained silent, once more regaining his sociopath behaviorism. But I didn't care, I was safe. At least, for now, as he turned away and disappeared with the near silent sound of air moving with his teleportation, the fires of revenge burned in his eyes.

Okay, uber sorry, this is real short… ya… I hope you will still continue to follow this story though, and I will work my best to update this story just as fast as I update Special People