"My god Shiro what the fuck happened to your face?" Shinji asked, spoon falling into his oatmeal, splattering it everywhere. Those next to him growled at him, Szayel having to wipe some off his glass but no one said anything wanting to hear about how it happened.
"Gin got wasted and fucked me up, ranting on that 'e 'ad a right to cause 'e'd been putting up with all mah shit," she mumbled, stabbing her fork into her hash-browns with anger. Most of them cried out in outrage, Renji and Nnoitra laughing so hard they were crying.
"Fucking 'ad it coming ta ya Shi," Nnoitra said, almost falling out his chair; Shinji glared at him. Ulquiorra placed a hand on her arm gingerly, silently asking if she was okay. Ichigo gave him a thumbs up and a wide smile, hissing when it tugged at the bruises.
"I have a salve that can help with the bruises, if you like and don't worry it's nothing weird," Szayel offered, she nodded, thanking him. Anything to ease up the pain would be wonderful right now.
"Any broken bones? Gin's got it out for you," Starrk asked, piquing Byakuya's curiosity now. She snorted, if Gin had continued broken bones wouldn't have been the worse of it, he might have killed her if he hadn't of managed to pin her to the floor. With a scowl she lifted the bottom of her shirt up high enough to show off the bottom of the bruise.
"'M just bruised and battered luckily, Gin probably 'as a matching set. I ain't bout to lay down an take it. Grimmy boy came ta the rescue when Gin 'ad me pinned ta the floor bout to really lay it on me," she said, taking Shinji's half eaten bowl of oatmeal while he was distracted. Renji lifted a brow in question but she just shrugged shovelling it in. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, scaring the shit out of her. Dropping the spoon ichigo grabbed it quickly, jut glancing at the number before she answered it.
"Ichigo whats up?" It was odd for her brother to be calling her.
"Ya can't come home baby bitch, goat face is camped out on mah couch waiting fer ya. Seems ta 'ave this crazy notion yer coming 'ere ta live with me. I told 'im he's delusional but ya know 'ow he is. Oh and yer place is booby trapped by the way, gotta go goat face is almost upon me." Shiro hung up without a word, leaving her staring at her phone in disbelief. Who booby-traps their adult child's apartment? Grinding her teeth together she stood. Slowly ichigo crushed her phone in her fist, dropping it into her food.
"'Mma gonna kill 'im. Destroy 'im in 'is sleep. Crush 'is 'ead to a pulp." The men leaned away from her, scared looks on most of their faces. Only Byakuya and Starrk keeping their calm in the face of her anger. With a sigh Starrk stood and grabbed her arm before she stormed off.
"Come on Shi lets go blow off some steam," he mumbled dragging the angry red head towards the shooting gallery.
Without a word Starrk handed her ear muffs and a gun, placing a box of magazines in reach. He squeezed her shoulder in comfort before leaving the gallery.
"No one should be coming here today with everyone getting ready to leave but if i see Jaegerjaques i'll send him your way. He's good with shit like this Kurosaki," he said just before he closed the door, leaving her alone completely. Screaming she grabbed the gun, unloading it in seconds, not even aiming for at the target. The gun clicked as she pulled the empty trigger repeatedly; eventually she let the empty magazine slide out the gun, slamming in a fist into the box on the bench, knocking it off the bench and sending bullets everywhere. Ichigo slammed into the wall dividing the stalls, grabbing another magazine she shoved it in, ear muffs on the floor as she let loose again. The noise from the gun blocking out her screams. Slowly she slid down the wall, her screams becoming sobs. Icigo curled up in on herself, unable to stop.
