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"Kurohime Hinamoto," he repeated. The girl smirked and charged towards him with her zanpaktou drawn. Without any effort, she easily evaded the huge ice dragon and shattered it. Then, before his eyes she disappeared and a sudden, shocking pain emerged in his back. "See you at school tomorrow, Hitsuguya-taicho." The last thing Toshiro heard was the ringing yell of Matsumoto calling his name.

I knew what would happen if I told any soul reapers about my existence, my possible execution for achieveing hollow like abilities and yet I was glad that I had told someone. But why do I still feel empty inside? Was it because I had thrown away everything I've worked for the last 93 years for a former ally that now could be my undoing? Or was it the disbelief and betrayal on Toshiro Hitsuguya's face before I knocked him unconscious?

Either way I was going to regret my choice later.

Toshiro had a lot of time to think about what would happen if Kurohime was alive, but he had decided a long ago that such a possibility would not exist. These were his exact thoughts when he stepped through the double doors of Karakura High School. Matsumoto and Ikkaku were bickering behind him and for the first time he didn't want to either of them to shut up.

When he stepped through the classroom door, every distracting noise and scenes were soaked up like a sponge when his eyes fell on the girl with the book in her hand. She flinched when he set his things on his desk and sat down.

"Class, please turn to page 46 . . ." It was a long time before they finally got out of class for lunch. Ichigo had led Toshiro and his group to the roof for lunch and suddenly Matsumoto burst into conversation with Orihime and Chad. But Toshiro had been watching the girl who was eating an apple with a book in the other hand.

"Taicho, what's the matter? You haven't touched the red bean potato sugar rice paste that Orihime made for you! Eat up or you'll hurt her feelings!" As tempting as that sounded, they were suddenly interupted by a loud howling above them. Toshiro looked up and saw a group of hollows on the roof above them, with their jaws opened wide. "Don't move, anyone," Matsumoto whispered.

They all nodded when a huge hollow lunged for Orihime. It hesitated and its skull shattered into pieces, raining the hollows blood on them before it dissloved. The enraged hollows then charged at them to avenge their fallen comrade only to meet the same mysterious fate.

"Who did this," asked Ikkaku. This was answered when a smoking object fell from the sky and bounced off his bald head. It was an apple core, splattered with the hollows' blood. All of a sudden, lunch didn't sound so good after all.

I walked back to the classroom in silence and left a note for Miss Ochi that I had an appointment. Normally, I would have left an explanation, but today I wanted to leave as fast I could. Unfortunately, when I was strolling down the streets, someone wanted to detain me and I was in no mood for reasoning.

A flying dragon made of water and ice flew towards my direction and nearly hit me. I didn't need to look up to see who it was. Another one came towards me from the opposite direction and I took an anken hidden within the pleats of my long skirt and hurled it towards my assailent.

It returned to me in a frozen chunk, useless. But I had hurled six at Toshiro and two fell back down from the sky. So that meant only four had found its mark, I guess I must be older than I thought. Blood rained all around me and I could sense that Toshiro was tired already. I took another six of my ankens and prepared to hurl them at Hitsuguya when I heard someone shout "Bakudō #61. Rikujōkōrō!"

Toshiro watched as six bars of light slammed into Kurohime's midsection and forced her down to her knees. Her parasol and the ankens fell from her hands and her eyes widened then forced themselves shut. Kisuke Urahara shunpoed to his side and yanked on of the ankens out. Toshiro was suddenly flooded with various pains, emotionally and physically.

"Anthestetic and poison,"Urahara announced. "Enough to make your body numb and paralyze you slowly." They heard a loud cracking sound below them and saw Kurohime stuggling to break the bonds. She looked like she was about to faint when the last bar shattered. She gave them both a death glare and shunpoed away, leaving them stunned and frozen.

Urahara carried Toshiro to his shop and called Tessai forward. Tessai stepped forward and casted a barrier around Toshiro. While healing his wounds Tessai attempted to have a conversation with him. "You hit by her poison, didn't you?" Toshiro nodded and Tessai continued. "You got lucky. Ususally, those ankens would have killed the person as soon as it touched his skin. It's all Yoruichi's fault for teaching her how to use them."

A high, feminine voice sounded throughout the store. "Where is he? I want to see my captain immediately!" Rangiku burst into the small room and dropped to his side. "Taicho, who did this to you?" He sighed and replied, "Gather everyone and meet at Orihime Inoue's place. I'll join you as soon as I get out of here." It took a while to leave Tessai's custody, he was overly cautious and kept trying to feed him medicine from god-knows-where.

A large crowd had arrived at Orihime's, even Chad and Uruyu has shown up. "Taicho, you came," shouted Matsumoto. Toshiro thought about telling her to quiet down before she made him deaf, but thought better about it. "I want to tell you all that someone named Kurohime Hinamoto is currently in Karakura Town. Should you see her, do not engage in comabat with her."

"What?" Ikakku's yelled. "Why? She's just one person!" Seriously, Toshiro was going to enforce a no shouting policy as soon as he got back to the Soul Society. "This one "person" was strong enough to break through a level 60 bakudo. This "person" was also the former Commander of the Omeitskidos and Captain of the Second Division. Said rumors also report that she can use hollow-like abilities."

The whole room was eerily quiet until Matsumoto spoke up. "You mean Hime-chan? As in Kurohime?" Toshiro glared at her and she shut up. "Isn't she known formally as the "Demon" ?" Renji asked. Toshiro jerked when he said that. "I suggest you use her name instead of calling her names, Renji," said Toshiro icily.

"Master, are you okay? You're not like this," asked Hyorinmaru.

"I'm going on patrol," declared Toshiro and Matsumoto got up as well. "I'm going with you too, Taicho. I can't stand being with Cueball." She then flashed a look at Ikkaku and stuck her tongue out. Since Ichigo left, Toshiro had been filling in for him, to watch for and kill hollows. But tonight, all he sensed was one familiar reiatsu, Kurohime's.

Matsumoto and himself followed it to the outskirts of Karakura Town until they reached a huge building. A mansion to be exact. The front gates were chained together and it was a pretty forboding place. Neverless, they climbed the gate and searched for an entrance to go through. It was quite a while before they found a balcony somewhere far from the gate and even longer to find Kurohime in person.

Some doors were locked and some were opened, with no signifigant belongings in them. They were lost until Matsumoto pointed to a huge double door entrance. It wasn't locked and the reiatsu seemed to be the strongest here. They stepped inside silently and found a bedroom. In the middle was a huge canopy bed with transperant black silk curtains. "This looks like scary and stylish at the same time, don't you think, Taicho," whispered Matsumoto.

But Toshiro had already wandered off to the bed and pulled the curtain aside. Sleeping in the bed was Kurohime herself. The moonlight shone through the windows and bathed them both in a silvery light. He reached out to stroke the sleeping girl's hair and watch her sleep. "Taicho, what are you doing? What if she wakes up," hissed Matsumoto. Toshiro paid no heed to this until Kurohime kicked aside her black covers. She still seemed to be asleep, but her face was flushed pale pink in the moonlight and she figeted every now and then.

"What did you do, Taicho? What if she wakes up? You told us that she was dangerous, didn't you?" Matsumoto shoved Toshiro and examined the girl. "Oh my god, it's really her, Taicho! She really alive!" Matsumoto raised a hand up in the air if to slap the girl awake, but Toshiro intercepted it before Matsumoto actually did the deed. "Let's go, you can try to talk to her tomorrow."

She nodded and exited her house from her opened balcony door. After they left, the girl got up from the bed and said "It's such a shame that I'm not Kurohime, right shirobarakaze?"

I was heading back home after visiting Yourichi at Urahara. They didn't seem very happy that I was experimenting with my new "concoction". In fact, I got scolded by them (included Tessai) and sadly, I didn't give a crap. Toshiro Hitsuguya should have learned long ago when to back off.

My stomach rumbled and I had forgotten that I haven't since three nights ago, so I went to the grocery market and bought (stole would be the better term) some ingredients to make some decent grub. I had forgotten my cloak at home and Shirobara was somewhere in my room with my gigai and gikongai.

Somewhere in the middle of the road, I saw two distant shadows moving my direction, so I chucked a tomato at them. They dodged it and the taller one drew his/her sword and shunpoed away. Toshiro and Rangiku were at my house and the first thought that came to my mind was how did they find it.

I put my groceries down on the ground and flew towards them. I raised my arms to cast a kido spell and yelled "Hadō #31. Shakkahō!" When they dodged it with shunpoe, my guess that they were shingami had been proven correct. The taller one swung the katana towards me, but nothing happened. They kept running towards me and the taller soul reaper (I could tell now is female) swung the hilt at me and a dust tornando surrounded.

I sighed heaviliy and smiled slightly. They have given me the opportunity to try a new attack that Yoruichi had attempted to teach me. My reiatsu swirled around me and I cried "Shunko!"

Matsumoto watched as her Haineko was blown apart by someone who used the technequie shunko. She actually thought it was Yoruichi Shihoin before the person's black clothing was blasted from her pale white shoulders. She quickly waved Haineko's hilt again, but the ashes were too slow to catch up to her. A loud explosion sounded and through the dust flew Kurohime with a semi-angry face.

The girl landed smoothly on the ground wih no problems, except the level of her reiatsu was slowly creating a crater in the concrete ground. "May I ask what you two are doing here?" Matsumoto's mind raced. "Two? there's only m-" She watched as her taicho revealed himself behind her, a kido winking in and out of existence as it was poised to strike the girl's neck.

Kurohime lashed out and snatched Toshiro's wrist, the kido being negated with a hankei. Then she threw him aside and advanced on Matsumoto. "Sorry, I bear no feelings for you, but if I must survive then I must kill." And with that she lunged for Rangiku, with her hand stretched out to pierce the older woman's chest.

The second it was about to hit her, Rangiku pulled the girl close into a back-breaking hug. "W-what are you d-doing," gasped the girl. But it was too late, her reiatsu recoiled from their embrace and slunk back inside her and Matsumoto felt the afteraffects drain the girl of her consciouness as she went limp against her. "M-Matsumoto-fukutaicho, what have I done? What have I made of myself?"

Toshiro watched as the last of Kurohime's shunko shrink back into the girl and Matsumoto cradling Hinamoto in her arms. "Taicho, what's on your haori," she asked, wrinkling her nose. He glanced downward on his jacket and saw traces of red and green chunks hanging onto the white, pristine fabrics and to the crushed bags of vegetables lying on the street. "I think it was her dinner, but that doesn't matter. Why is she out here if we saw her sleeping at her house?" His fukutaicho shrugged and turned back to the direction of the huge mansion.

"Where are you going, Matsumoto? Town is this way." She continued walking and replied, "We can't leave her on the street like this, she'll freeze to death." Toshiro snorted and was about to make a snappy retort when he saw the broken stream of tears running down Kurohime's face. "I think when I hugged her, that might have triggered something, Taicho. Let's get her someplace warm, then when she wakes up we can ask her questions, okay?"

The entrance to her room was difficult to find. It seemed like when they left, it moved to somewhere new. But something new was waiting for them on Kurohime's bed. "Put my mistress down or you'll regret it, shinigami," said the other Kurohime. In a swift movement, Kurohime was gone from Matsumoto's arms and was lying on the blcak bed. "I know who you are, but the question is why would two lone shinigami be chasing a poor, helpless girl on the streets when they have other business to attend to?"

No one gave an answer and the other Kurohime took an sharp pin from her hair and multiplied it four times. "These are hairpins that have been dipped in the same poison that you've encountered. But my mistress was using her experimental prototypes. The poison in these would kill you the second it hit you, not to mention that there are no anthesetic in these, so you'll die a very painful death."

Toshiro couldn't believe it when the real Kurohime's arm reach for her look-alike's arm. "Sunade, put those away. I'll deal with this in the morning." The hand fell to the side of the bed and it was silent. "You got lucky, shinigami. If you do anything to provoke her, you'll be hearing from me and these again." Once she closed the black silk drapes, she whispered "I would like one of you to stay here until my mistress wakes up. Unlike me, she knows you and you must have a lot of questions to ask her. But like what I said before, if she gets hurt than, you'll regret it."

I woke up silently as usual, careful not to disturb Sunade in the next room. She must have carried me back to my house after I fainted in the streets. I smiled at this, it was hard to find a friend that you can rely on, even if the friend was your gikongai in your gigai. My blouse was in tatters which meant I was successful in my shunko.

I parted the drapes and found Toshiro Hitsuguya, asleep on my sofa. To prevent from screaming out loud, I clamped my hands ove my mouth and ran to the restroom. What happened last night? After I calmed down, I went to my closet to grab a new outfit and showered off the stench of last night from me. When I was done, I exited the bathroom and found myself face to face with Hitsuguya-taicho.

Was it possible to have fourteen heart attcks in a second? Because I swore my heart missed at least six beats. "What's wrong, Hime-chan? Are you feeling okay?" He brushed aside my bangs and I slid away from him. "What are you doing here? I never invited you to stay." He chuckled and said "Your friend next door asked me to stay. She was very persuasive, Hime-chan."

I got further and further away from until he noticed I was standing three feet from him. He shunpoed to my side and snaked one arm around my neck and the other around my waist. "I guess you don't like physical contact, Hime-chan. Or is it because I'm holding you?" I was still squirming when he said this so I only hear "Hime-chan." "My name is not "Hime-chan," Would you like it if I called you Shiro for the rest of your life?'

While we were arguing, I was well aware that he was dragging me out of the bathroom and back into my room. Then we heard a clack on the door and turned around. I had forgotten the possibility of Sunade being awake, but with the volume of our argument, she would have been awake for five minutes already. "Kurohime-sama! Are you o- . . ."

Oh, crap. I just realized that Toshiro was still holding me and I tried to picture how this situation would look like to someone else. Sunade covered her mouth then let go, releasing a high-pitched screaming. "Wait, Sunade! This not what it looks like!" But it was too late. She was laughing her ass off back to her room. He let go of me and started touching my hair. "You didn't untie your hair from last night and it still looks li-"

I was blushing red, something that didn't happen to me anymore and here I was trying to put together what had just happened. I gave up and went downstairs for breakfast. Sunade was there, eating and trying not to choke on her miso soup. "G-good morning, Hinamoto-sama. I trust that you're all better and ahahahahaha!" She burst out laughing and spilled the boiling hot soup on herself. "I see that you're in a good mood today, Sunade. Instead of being the usual, quiet self you are."

Toshiro was watching Kurohime cleaning up the puddle on the floor when the window panels burst open and Matsumoto flew through. "Taicho, Are you okay? The other Kurohime or "Sunade" coughed and continued laughing. "Okay? He's more than okay. More like "gettin' it on" okay. I found them in-" Kurohime was holding Sunade in a death grip, but the damage had been done. "Taicho, is that why you wanted to stay last night? I didn't know you had it in you!" Kurohime's grip seemed to waning as her face grew redder and redder.

Kurohime was livid and she had let go of Sunade, who was joining in with Matsumoto's laughter. Sunade went over to Kurohime and pulled on the strings of her corset. "Why don't you show Hitsuguya-taicho what you're made off?" Kurohime snapped backwards and stood like a statue who was glaring everyone's heads off. Suddenly, Matsumoto shutted up and grabbed Kurohime's arm. "Hey, I have a great idea! Why don't we go shopping . . ."


Hello again! (I have nothing to say for that shameful event between Toshiro and Kurohime) Yes that had to come out because I thought it was funny! Reviews!