"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" Sousuke asked as he took a sip of tea. I lied and shook my head. I told him everything that has happened since the teenagers returned; all except for one thing, Shinji. I avoided his gaze as I looked down at my own cup of tea with a small amount of tea leaves settling to the bottom of my cup. When I looked up Sousuke had a small smile on his face as he put his hand on my own while whispering, "you only have to stay here just a little longer. As soon as the research is over you will be back in Hueco Muendo by my side."

I nodded my head slowly as a small bud of anxiety began to blood in my gut. Part of me believe that would be a bad idea and I should stay here in the human world, especially with Sousuke and his plans focused elsewhere. I could not help but question if Sousuke's actions were genuine are not; they most likely are not but my heart refused to believe the gut feeling.

Sousuke removed his hand from mine as he stood up from the chair. I watched as he walked to kneel beside me and kissed me gently on my lips.

"Do not forget to finish your cup of tea" he whispered as he straightened up, "before you get sick again." Right when he said that I felt a sharp pain in my head. Once I took a sip of the tea it disappeared. "I will be back soon," Sousuke said as he opened a portal, "finish the tea and get some rest."

"Bye," I muttered as I watched him disappear into the abyss leaving me with this extremely fruity flavoured tea. I choked down the rest of the tea and let out a small yawn. I brought the cup to the sink before walking over to shut off the light. Once I reached for the switch a knock echoed through the small room. With a confused expression I walked toward the front door; nobody ever knocks on my door this late in the day, actually no one ever knocks. I peeked through the peephole and saw the blonde I was thinking about earlier standing there.

Why is he here?

Better yet… how does he know where I live?

I was tempted to ignore the knock until he called out, "I know you are there Tsubaki!" I felt my blood rush to my cheeks as my eyes widened. How the… I threw open the door and my eyes met with his; I was going to yell obscenities at this man originally but once our eyes met my lips were glue shut. "Hey, can I talk to you about something quickly?" Shinji asked curiously as he peered around me.

"First, how did you know where I live?" I asked.

With a smile, a smile that made my heart skip a beat, Shinji said, "I followed you."

"Not creepy at all"

"I know I am now daffodil," Shinji said, "so I wante-"

"Daffodil is not here at the moment, leave a message after the beep," I said. Shinji looked at me confused and opened his mouth to ask what I meant. Before he could say anything I slammed the door shut. I really did not want to talk to a dude that followed me home; even if that was all a joke, it is still creepy as hell.

"TSUBASKI, WAIT-!" Shinji yelled.

"Go away," I yelled back, "I am going to sleep and if you do not leave in the next two minutes I am calling the damn cops."

Shinji was silent for a few seconds before responding, "I will be back tomorrow morning before school." Before I could say anything I heard his footsteps running away. Did I just gain a new stalker. I bet Sousuke would love to hear this...

I moved my focus toward sleep as I walked away from the door and headed toward my bed. I felt mentally dead after my conversation with Sousuke and Shinji's weirdness confused me.

As I climbed into my bed I laid on my side; looking at the mirror I gazed at my own reflection. I still saw something different in it, something that made me feel queasy, but I could not figure out what it was. Every time I saw my reflection since last night I had the same feeling, like I was forgetting something majorly about myself. Does this have anything to do with Shinji?

Nah, it cannot be… Right?

Why would he have anything to do with. Fine he did look familiar the first time I saw him, but so did Urahara, and Ichigo… Especially Ichigo. I felt a strange sensation the first time I saw him that I could never forget; it was like I knew he him my whole life without ever meeting him, if that made any sense.