I do not own Bleach … Microsoft isn't mine either :) and I do not earn any kind of money from this snippet
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To break is all I know
Chapter 6: Microsoft Word Part 2
"Today was the best day of my life.
I had a soccer match with a local gang, their leader begin none other than … wait for it … Jinta. The brat had the audacity to challenge me, imagine that … me … the well known Kurosaki Karin … Muhaha. Don't worry dear diary, I beat him to a bloody pulp for daring such insolence.
And over all this, at the end of the match I had not even a single, tiny scratch on me. That pest was so jealous … his face resembled a green lemon.
But this is not important, because the best part was after the match, when Toshiro came and congratulated me. I was so proud that for the first time we won without his help, and he was just as happy … it was an accomplishment. Of course he couldn't show any emotions, being a big, bad shinigami and a captain, but I could see a glitter of joy in his pearl eyes.
God help me, 'cause those eyes are divine …"
(Kurosaki Karin's diary)
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After the storm that took place in the twin's room, an oppressive silence enveloped the Kurosaki household in a tight embrace. The milk man felt the unusual pressure the moment he stepped on the porch, but ignored it thinking it was only his imagination. His job was to deliver milk, so he did his job … but, strangely, when he left the house, a sigh of relief escaped his mouth.
When the clock struck 7, the shrill sound of the alarm of a clock echoed in Ichigo's room, hitting the walls and being reflected back at the bed. On the little piece of cloth, that should have represented a sheet, two figures were sound asleep. One of them trembled and moved closer to the other, maybe because of the alarm, while the other was clearly giving signs of walking up.
"Karin" said softly Ichigo, nudging the girl in the ribs "You have school" added the boy while his hands were searching for the clock that made all that insufferable noise; he swore when his search came to an end without a helpful result.
"Two more minutes Yuzu" mumbled Karin between a snore and something that should have been a yawn, but resembled a crocodile biting his pray.
Ichigo sighed and continued the malicious treatment on her ribs, which clearly aggravated the situation. He did it with the purpose of waking her up, but to see his little sister annoyed was a bonus he wasn't expecting.
"Cut it off .." babbled the girl, firing another loud snore after the command "I wanna sleep" and Ichigo was blessed with a delightfully intense snort " … motherfucker" and appreciation for his concern over his sister's education.
"Come on, Karin …" this time he rose from the bed and shook her violently "Wake up! In any moment Yuzu will scream that food is ready"
The girl mumbled a silent "fuck you" in response.
Not knowing where Ichigo was standing at that moment, but judging by the last place his voice came from, Karin raised her middle finger in a foul hand sign. Unfortunately Ichigo wasn't standing still, being busy with the irritating search of the alarm clock, so the direction was altered, Karin showing the "pleasure finger" to someone else … she didn't know it, of course.
"Karin please … Wake up!" exclaimed Ichigo, his voice gaining an extra decibel.
"No … I'm sleepy … and I do not want to go to school" and she covered her right ear with his pillow, while the other was stuffed in her own.
Ichigo sighed, and someone, who wasn't clearly her brother, grabbed the sheet that covered her upper body and pulled it forcefully from her iron grip. She moaned at the loss, but didn't show any sign of anger. When the other saw that the girl has no intention to wake up, a decision was made.
His hands shoot at her legs, gripping them tightly in a strong and firm hold. Karin woke up instinctively, because this wasn't the first time the red head shinigami tried to wake her up so savagely.
"ABARAI!" screamed Karin, while the other was preparing to raise her from the bed "I'm awake!"
Renji smirked, pretending not to hear her panicked voice and just continued with his vicious plan. With his two hands anchored in the bed, he pulled them back, along with her two creamy legs until they were hanging in the air. Then he raised them until they were reaching the ceiling, lifting her from the bed entirely.
"LET ME GO! Or I swear you will regret dying and meeting Ichigo!" roared Karin, her threat sounding pathetic, especially in the position she was in. Her whole body was hanging upside down, being suspended by Renji's hand … and even in this situation her mouth was running loose.
"You little bastard … just wait till I release myself from here … you have no idea what I'll do to you" and her hands were gesticulating fanatically, hitting the carpet at certain moments of wideness "When I'm free I will … Arrghh!" screamed Karin when Renji released his hold on her legs.
When she was about to clash in the ground someone caught her by the waist in a reversed position. She was facing her savior's feet, thanking god that her brother was so fast when it came to saving the ones he loved. Ichigo switched the position, putting her slowly on the ground, with care and kindness, being pleased only after he checked for any apparent injuries.
Finally, after the close inspection, he attacked Renji in a fit of rage.
"What the hell was that? Do You know how dangerous such a fall is… for a human? Do you have any idea …"
Realizing that her role was done and the red head shinigami was in for a long preaching and beating, Karin decided to leave them alone, and go eat the first meal of the day.
After Karin left the room, the discussion changed its topic, the new subject being proposed by non other than Ichigo.
"Renji … her reiatsu is …"
"I know" announced the lieutenant "I can feel it … clearly … and you know that it's only the beginning"
The Kurosaki palmed his face in a distinct sign of distress. He knew that his friend was right, but to hear from someone else that the sister he loved the most was in grave danger, shook his inner world. It was like history was repeating itself again and again, screwing with its components, namely the humans.
"Don't worry Ichigo" said the other, trying to reassure the orange haired shinigami "She isn't like you … and I know she'll be able to control it better than you were … and let's be serious … you still are unable to control yours, even after all these years."
Yet his soothing words weren't helping anyone, but his consciousness and duty towards the only real friend he ever had. Finally Renji dropped the subject fearing a general break down form the substitute shinigami.
"I came to tell you about an important meeting between the top Soul Reapers… I wasn't informed of its content, but they told me it's vital for you to be there" informed Renji with an official tone "It's tomorrow at 3" he jumped on the window frame with dexterity, preparing to leave, when he remembered something "And … don't forget that she's your sister; if she got something from you it's the ability to improve at a high speed" and he jumped outside, leaving the house just as silently as he appeared.
Ichigo was again alone, with unnerving thoughts. He knew that Karin's powers were growing exponentially every day, and he's greatest fear was for his sister's safety. He wanted to keep her away from the dangerous shinigami world, but at this rate such a feat seemed impossible.
This was one of the reasons why he asked the Captain-Commander to keep the snow-white captain in Soul Society for an indefinite period of time. He saw in his sister's eyes a light that threatened everything he worked so hard to accomplish … he saw the desire to become a shinigami, a desire he didn't want to bear …
In the mean time Karin walked downstairs, only to find an abandoned kitchen and two cold meals carefully arranged on the table. They were undoubtedly hers and Ichigo's, because Yuzu already left at school, and Isshin was in the clinic.
Karin sight when she realized that her sister forgot to wait for her … or maybe it was intentional. But she already knew the answer to this question. Her sister didn't forget anything, she just wasn't in the mood for another fight, and Karin couldn't blame her, especially after what happened the previous night.
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The villain watched as the clock struck 2 o'clock. Time seemed to slow down, prolonging the wait … till his date. It sounded exceedingly strange to say that he had a date with a girl, but since this girl is the little sister of his arch enemy, he couldn't complain over the company. He was staying on a chair, in front of what he came to name computer, looking through the window at the passing students. They were so happy and pleased by anything and could perceive only futile ideas, but it was true that a little brain could only work as a little brain. He couldn't ask the cats to talk, more than he could ask a human to act like a god … like him.
'God complex ...' thought Aizen, while his right hand moved under his chin, working as a support and creating a perfect image of a meditating man 'she was so close when she said I have a god complex … missing the point only by an inch … All she had to do was to replace the verb to have with to be and remove complex from the proposition. But close …' paranoia took over him 'maybe too close'
But this conclusion didn't change the fact that he had one hour and a half of another boring and useless computer science lesson. The best part was that the private lesson was talking place during the official hour of computer science, so he didn't have to postpone the date he had with the Kurosaki bitch. So at 3 and a half, he would enjoy one of the best things he had ever planned. His project consisted in seducing Yuzu with his charming and kind personality, talking advantage of her innocent nature, and when she will fall for him … he will break her … metaphorically … and maybe even literally. It was classic and simple, and because of that, it will tear apart the Kurosaki family like a knife cutting through them and their bonds.
His mind changed the topic, becoming bored with the one at hand. He hoped that the bitch had the decency to give up, labeling him as a lost cause or in the worst case she arranged for another student to take her place.
However the door opened, and in the doorframe a girl stood, destroying all of Aizen's "complicated" hypotheses …
"Captain …" smiled Aizen at the tomboy, hoping that the expression she wore on the face would soften, but it didn't.
When he saw that the strategy clearly didn't work, his attention switched on her disrupted appearance, noticing dark circles under her blue eyes. It wasn't the only sign of fatigue he saw, the crooked back being obvious to anyone that took the time to watch.
Aizen frowned, but decided to shut up, because apart from seeming overly tired, Karin looked pissed off, and somewhere a little brain cell told him that he was at fault. Of course the villain didn't bother with such useless thoughts. He acquired the usual amused smirk which had angered Karin through all their sessions, and waited for a statement that should include 'retard', 'Samaki' and 'computer'
Nothing came … only silence.
In the mean time, Karin didn't make eye contact with Azien even once, being way too pissed with the actual situation … and to look in his brown eyes meant acceptance over his date with her twin … and she couldn't agree with her little sister dating a monster like him. To think that she even believed such an outrageous thing like … loving him or something close, disgusted every particle of her being. Repugnance and horror were the only things she will ever feel for an abomination like Aizen.
While deciding the position she will take over the problem (Aizen), she quietly pressed the on/off button, starting the computer. The screen lightened up and she waited for the background software to load. Being a laboratory, the computers stored there were old and working with ancient hardware pieces … they barely had any memory, the processor was a late version of AMD Sempron, and if they were lucky 10 Gb of hard disk space, from which 2 were occupied by the OS (operating system). If she were to begin complaining over the OS … she won't finish till morning.
Still, during this (long) period of loading the files, the desktop and all those tiny executables working in the background, Karin stared blankly at the screen. She did that because every section of her body was burning from an unwanted heat that spread through her rapidity … first the eyes, then the neck then going down on her chest and spreading through her hands until reaching the fingernails, where the heat became unsupportable.
In the mean time Aizen's eyes were leaving hot trails of lava on her sensitive skin wherever they wandered. They were studying her whole body, from head to toe, without lingering in a single place. Even with 60% of covered skin, his stare penetrated through the thin cloth, making Karin wish she had a bottle of water. She tried to shake the unpleasant feeling from her skin, not being able to do it completely, because there was something she didn't know.
His eyes were roaming freely on her skin without any obstacles, but this wasn't why Karin was experiencing the strange sensation. Just a lustful gaze cannot make someone feel like burning inside out… and this wasn't even a lustful gaze.
At first, the girl thought it was only her sick teenage imagination, but then she felt it … lingering on her skin, barely recognizable, but there … a tiny hint of reiatsu. It wasn't hers, obviously, because she would have been able to distinguish her own energy … no. This was a highly controlled reiatsu, because only a very flexible energy could be able of such a pointed pressure. Not too strong, yet not unnoticeable either, just enough to provoke an embarrassing reaction.
Aizen was to blame for this strange reiatsu? Or someone else was hiding in the shades … she wondered …
Her epidermal cells screamed at the heavy pressure, and as a reflexive reaction her reiatsu spiked above average, chasing away the intruding one … whatever happened worked, because the burning sensation disappeared, along with the foreign energy.
'I'll ask Ichigo if it was a high ranked shinigami in the area' after studying the other's level of reiatsu, discovering that it was unusually low, even for a human and without the ability to sustain any ghost related powers, she concluded that 'Aizen ain't doing anything … but someone else is ... '
"Something wrong, Karin?" asked innocently Aizen, attracting Karin's unwanted attention, and apprehension towards the conclusion that he wasn't the one doing the previous stunt.
A normal person wouldn't have perceived the slight forcefulness hidden behind Aizen's mask, but Karin did, which meant again that she wasn't a normal person. She looked at his face with extra care, searching for something she wasn't sure it existed. Finishing the search without a useful result, she concluded in attacking Samaki with her usual irony
"It's captain … not Karin"
"Of course it is … Karin" smiled Aizen, flashing a dangerous grin in her direction.
She chose to ignore the comment and the grin, still avoiding any eye contact. She was watching the screen, sometimes looking at the computer's lights waiting for the hard disk light to stop the blipping.
In the mean time, Aizen had some new information to digest, and being left alone, without the scrutinizing gaze he usually received from the bitch, was a good thing.
First of all, his impression over Karin's utility in his plan proved to be a wrong one. The moment she rejected his reiatsu with her own, he was able to sense that the girl possessed a great amount of spiritual pressure; and if he was telling that someone had a great something, that meant they were exceeding in the amount of that something. But every light comes with a shadow … With all this natural talent, she still seemed inexperienced with it, using it irrationally. Or to throw reiatsu around you like a fountain throwing water in its pool was a waste for its user and for the ones around you.
The next problem was the method he'll use when approaching her … She wasn't like her friend, Yuzu, easy to manipulate and a little child at heart. He had a hunch that her fiery temper and strong attitude came from seeing ghosts at an early age, and if she possessed such a reiatsu, the hollow threat was on the agenda.
So many possibilities, yet he was reluctant in moving forward with any of them, because while all were good and previously tested, they could fail when applied to her. She was different, and even if it hurt to admit, a true challenge for his evil mastermind. Also the fact that she had some doubts regarding his goodness was an obstacle in wining her over.
'Is she in touch with the Kurosaki famiy?' thought Aizen, while Karin checked the hard disk light again 'I wouldn't be surprised, since her friend is a Kurosaki'
"Open Microsoft Word" commanded Karin, snapping him out or the reverie.
She made contact with his eyes, but turned them around immediately after … Maybe because she feared what she saw in them.
"What?" asked sleepily Aizen, his face acquiring an innocent theme.
Karin rolled her eyes, deciding to repeat the quest for the obviously deft Samaki.
"I said open Microsoft Word" when Aizen didn't respond, being busy watching her with soft, caring eyes, she snapped angrily at him "And wipe that expression off your face"
The villain sighed, realizing that his plan became 10 times more complicated, only by adding this woman in its equation. She will be his death … But then, he wasn't a good guy either, so why listen to a whiny girl …
"Come again?" tried the man to annoy her, partially succeeding.
Since Karin's patience was limited, the limit being two statements, she snapped at Aizen, forgetting the eye contact restriction.
"Why do you have to act like an asshole … with a god complex?" and her dark blue eyes met his brown ones in a fight of dominance.
He discarded the innocent look, preferring to show his true face, decorated with an evil grin that foretold nothing good. But he kept the eye contact intact, trying to freak her out with their malefic sparkle.
"Why do you have to act like a …?" he raised an eyebrow "I will let you decide the noun that suits you the best." His words clearly awakened a reaction in his companion, because her orbs darkened.
In the short time they spent together, Aizen began to anticipate her reactions, and this metaphoric darkening meant a high level of annoyance. God … How much he loved to piss her off.
"I will reserve an appropriate answer for some other time … when we won't be in school … where teachers can hear me" snarled Karin, finally breaking the eye contact "I'll let you guess what I mean by that"
"Sounds dangerous"
Karin ignored him, like she always did when pissed of exponentially, settling for a deep growl of annoyance.
She opened the Microsoft word processor while giving (screaming) instructions to the bored man. Realizing that Aizen will not deign to spare even a tiny portion of his precocious attention, the girl surrendered and used Jinta's advice. Even if purely theoretical, the recommendation had a seed of truth in it … theory won't take her anywhere with a smartass like Aizen
"Write something" said Karin, deciding to leave the commanding tone for another time, when her companion would be more willing to listen "I don't care what … just write whatever crosses your intelligent mind" but sarcasm was part of her being, a part that couldn't miss from her speech.
Aizen reticently touched the keyboard, thinking of something really intelligent to write. Humans were unable to understand his high intellect, so he had to lower his god-ish mind in order to make the bitchy captain understand it … bitchy. An idea formed in his mind, being mirrored as an evil smirk on his attractive face.
His middle finger touched the b key, continuing with a series of fast and pointed pressings until the word 'biatch' appeared on the screen.
Karin seemed unaffected by the foul language.
She even reached forward, pressing the Enter key. She began to type another word, while with the corner of her eye she studied Aizen and his concentration over every move she made. If a moment ago, his attention was anywhere but with her, now she got it all.
When Karin finished typing, she moved backwards, intentionally leaving the cursor at the end of the word 'idiot'; this way Aizen would be forced to press Enter.
… he pressed the L-shaped key and wrote the word 'witch'
Karin smiled at his smug expression; she was proud by her accomplishment … and the best part was that Aizen didn't seem to realize what happened.
She continued the game, by writing 'man whore'. This was another way of teaching Aizen the spacebar. As a counterattack he wrote 'stubborn cow', turning around immediately after he did, in order to see the reaction he got from the girl.
She was just as unaffected by this as before, and if he looked closer, he could almost see a hint of smile at the corner of her rosy lips. Maybe it was there because she had pressed the B bold button and then continued by typing 'retard'
Aizen was displeased with his lack of computer knowledge, because he was unable to force a powerful counterattack, being only capable of copying her moves … copy her moves … He understood what was her real plan, and he had to give it her … for a moment she fooled him with this interesting strategy. From curiosity, more than thirst of information, Aizen continued the funny game Karin had started, by writing 'vixen'.
The girl moved forward, ushering Aizen in a corner with her pointed elbow. He tried to shake the nudging elbow from between his ribs, but Karin's stillness prevented him from doing so. He was about to throw her off the chair, the position they were in made the task very simple, when his eyes fell on what she was writing.
"Angel?" asked Aizen looking incredulously at her amused expression.
"Ups" exclaimed theatrically Karin, pressing backspace a couple of times until 'angel' disappeared from the screen, exemplifying the deletion per letter. After she was done, she wrote 'fucking', pressed space and then caps lock, finishing with a 'DEVIL' written with big letters.
"Better?" asked ironically Karin, not waiting for an answer.
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The game continued in the same playful pace.
Aizen became totally engrossed in this act of teaching and gradually Karin was attracted in its entangling nets as well. It was just a matter of time, before both of them created different (computer) ways to annoy each other.
A word plus a picture became a joke and time flew by without them noticing its constant but certain passing.
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Karin was laughing like a maniac, when a woman, probably a lab assistant, had entered in the small laboratory eying the two teenagers with disgust. What she believed was written all over her face, but Karin didn't understand the unusual reaction because of her still innocent mind. Even with a temper and a big measure of foolish courage, she was still very much innocent when sexual matters were concerned.
"I have to close the laboratory in 10 minutes" mumbled the woman in a robotic way, turning around and shutting the door after her.
The girl waited 30 seconds, until she was sure the hag had disappeared, bursting in a fit of laughter immediately after. Aizen understood her amusement, because from their point of view, the woman entered, recited some gibberish robotic nonsense, and left without saying goodbye, or at least something intelligible.
"Have you understood what she just said?" asked Karin, still trying to control her erratic chuckles.
The man smirked, relaxing his hurting back against the chair. During the game, both of them were crooked over the same computer, so his gigai got stiff from the uncomfortable position. Realizing only now how incredibly tense were his muscles, he cracked his neck making an awful sound of braking bones echo in the room.
He observed closely as Karin shivered when hearing it, and performed the same treatment on all his other tendons, from the ankle to the elbow, finishing with the knuckles. The last one was the worst and Karin was about to scream some profanities at him, when he decided to answer her previous question.
"She said something about closing the laboratory in 10 minutes"
"Oh shit!" cursed Karin, forgetting all about Aizen's annoying way of muscle-relaxation "It's three and 25" she said after she had checked the computer clock "How did the time few by so fast?"
Aizen was suddenly and brutally woken up from the daze, when he remembered the date he had with Yuzu … at 3:20. When they discussed about it, just before Karin's stormy appearance, he said after school, and since school finished at 3:20 … he was already late. He still had a little hope that the Kurosaki was latent in her moves, and the gathering of personal goods would take at last 5 minutes.
"I have to go" announced Aizen, without leaving space for contradiction.
When he was about to reach for the school backpack, Karin's hand shoot upwards stopping it in mid air. He tried to shake her off, but her grip was surprisingly strong for a little girl … if he was honest, her grip was stronger than a full grown man's, but still no match for him.
So it didn't come as a surprise when Aizen snapped his hand back.
"Where are you going?" asked the girl spiking her reiatsu unconsciously.
Aizen stuck his legs into the ground, trying not to cringe at the intense pressure.
She was leashing out strips of reiatsu that threatened to alert every hollow in are, and he couldn't do anything about it. Sure, he had enough spiritual energy to beat a mere hollow, but to let it out wasn't an option, at least not without a strong barrier surrounding him.
If he tried to use even a little portion of his reiatsu, any shingami on a mile radius would come there in an instant seeking for him. After all he possessed one of the most powerful, unique and well known types of energy. The little amount he used to annoy Karin was untraceable, so it was no danger. But Ichigo, Urahara and Isshin were the worst in this equation, because they knew his signature from the fights he had with them, and they were living in Karakura, which was worse. They would be the first to follow his trail, and his cover would be irremediably destroyed.
As a second thought, he had some ideas concerning Soul Society, one of them being that they already discovered his escape, but they were keeping it a secret from the lower ranked shinigami in order to avoid panic.
"It's none of your business" elegantly answered Aizen, continuing the task of gathering his bag. He wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. To meet a hollow was not an option, and with Karin's leaking reiatsu … he was in grave danger.
"You are not going anywhere with Yuzu … or I swear you will want to die" snared Karin, her eyes sparkling with hate and resentfulness. If possible, her energy raised even more working as a backup for her threatening words.
He tried to sidestep, in order to avoid her, but Karin followed him, being now position in front of him. She looked ridiculous with her hands on her hips, watching him with an intense glare, but Aizen couldn't make fun, now of all times. For the first time, he was panicking over the dangerous situation.
"Get. Out. Of. My. Way. … now …"
"Scared a girl will beat you?" mocked Karin approaching him with a face that foretold nothing good.
With all the panic and danger, Aizen was still able to maintain a little sarcasm in his system, and through magic, he forgot all about the hollows that were undoubtedly being attracted there by Karin's strong reiatsu.
"I thought we decided a long time ago that you're not a girl"
This infuriated Karin even more; she had something with guys that threatened her femininity, not that she had any, but still … she was a girl.
"And I thought we decided a long time ago that you are a retard" yelled Karin "but you're not going on a date with Yuzu"
"And why is that?" asked Aizen as he crossed his arms over the chest, eying her, with that confident smirk of his still painted on his face.
Karin backed away a little, recreating her personal space.
"You are asking me … why?" her expression being one of total disbelief "You know why Aizen" the bitterness in her voice woke up an unpleasant feeling in his gut, but he ignored it, waiting for the continuation "You know it better than me"
However, Aizen chose to peruse the subject, being curious if her intuition was so developed that she was able to guess his real motive
"I don't know what you're talking about" stated Aizen with an innocent face that might have worked on someone else but Karin saw right through it.
"When I came, you were acting all soft and charming, but I'm no fool Aizen" he acknowledged the fact that she used his surname again "You didn't ask her on a date for your pleasure"
"You weren't even there. How could you …" began the man, only to be rudely interrupted by Karin's harsh, but true words … words that gone right through him.
"I know you. I see you Aizen … I can see what you are." She said smugly, even if her expression was dead serious.
The man watched in pure awe, not believing what he just heard. A human girl dared to say that she understood a god's mind. For obvious reasons this was a paradox he was unable to comprehend. As a result, Aizen approached Karin's figure, who in return stepped back … and back, until her rear hit the wall.
Karin was regretting the loss of her personal space, which tended to happen a lot in Aizen's company, but for now, she was having other problems, like Aizen hovering over her small and unprotected body.
"You do not know me … because if you did, not even your foolish courage could help you from trembling like a frightened child" informed Aizen, with a dark expression painted on his face.
When she felt his unusually cold breath hit the top of her head, Karin shivered, but something dared her to continue.
"I told you before, and I will tell you again" she raised her head, making eye contact with the enraged villain "You are not scaring me with this mental shit"
This infuriated Aizen even more, crossing any known boundaries and waking a spark of violence he didn't know to exist in his soul. But at least her reiatsu tempered its flame. As a last inquiring, Aizen asked.
"Then tell me … What am I?"
Karin seemed to gather her courage and when she finished the important task, she said the words that really made Aizen realize that no matter how powerful she was, this girl was the worst kind of human he could encounter. And this type of human could be reduced to silence only by using the classic way.
"These eyes tell a history of crime and they speak of a well earned experience" she earned a devilish glare from her companion that still hadn't bothered to give her the space she needed; so she continued, knowing that it will make the situation worse "I don't know exactly what you are, but I have two words that would describe you the best" he didn't say anything, but his brown eyes were ushering her to finish the statement "monster … and abomination"
"Don't mix in my business … or you will die, Karin" her name left his tongue, leaving a bitter taste behind; when he said business, he meant Yuzu and other future things that may become part of his plan.
On the other hand, Karin stiffed, her whole body becoming as rigid as a piece of meat, when a foreign hand moved over her throat, softly massaging the breakable trachea. She still had no idea how in the god's name, his hand got there, but she wanted it off her ASAP.
"Samaki. Take you hand off my neck" commanded Karin, trying to stay calm … the attempt being futile, because her voice shook with concern over the fact that she had a hand almost wrapped around her neck.
"Did you know that the neck is the most fragile part of the human body?" said casually Aizen, ignoring her not so kind request.
"No" reticently answered Karin "And I don't give a fuck"
Aizen stepped back, smiling innocently at the girl, his face acquiring a fatherly expression "Such foul language" his hand left its previous place, coming back beside his body.
In the mean time, Karin refrained her palm from touching the fragile skin of her neck, in order to check the damage, but didn't want to show any kind of weakness in front of Aizen.
"You are sick …" she snarled, being very close to growl like a dog.
Aizen just smirked, and took the backpack that rested comfortably on a near by chair. With one last glance, he exited the room, without addressing a word of apology or a goodbye to the woman that taught him how to use Microsoft Word.
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… Don't know what to say ... I think it's lame *crying* … but I'm happy that through my lame chapters I was able to infect you with this paring. However I will remind you that this is my BF's idea, snowAry. Her creativity excels the sky … this is my attempt of a figure of speech.
Please do not expect something great from Yuzu's date, because you will be disappointed.
For those that hope a Karin-Toshiro paring … sorry to "cut your macaroni" but it won't happen. Sure, I plan to make them meet again, but not in the near future … maybe a triangle, but I'm still thinking. For now I have to work on Aizen and Karin *crying*. I will explain all there is to explain through Karin's diary
… about Ichigo, I'm not sure. He's useful … but only as a side character; and this story is focused mainly on Karin and Aizen. Yuzu will be … err … a catalyst … an important character for the future development, but Karin is and will be in the foreground through the whole story.
The part with 'How to learn Microsoft Word' was snowAry's idea. I thought and I still think that it's a brilliant idea, and the only way to make Aizen pay attention XD.
Sorry for the computer part, but I couldn't stop myself XD … the programmer in me was screaming in pleasure the whole time. Ironically my own computer has an AMD microprocessor *laughing* but it's an Athlon (told you I'm a computer geek … still if you want a good processor I recommend you Intel … even if it's expensive. My mom's laptop has Intel and it's a delight to work on it)