I needed to get up, I didn't care if I was sore. I had to go find him. I jerked up to my feet, wobbled a little bit, and went downstairs. I had some spare clothes and I realized that I oddly wasn't that weak anymore. But once I was changed, I went back upstairs, and started out the door, when Urahara grabbed my arm.

"Let go of me." I snapped at him.

"If something did happen to him this isn't a situation you're ready for. I'm sure someone else will help him." He growled at me.

"I can't sit here and do nothing!" I got angrier. "If I sit here and do nothing and he gets hurt, I'm going to feel horrible. And I'll be mad because you didn't let me do a thing!"

Urahara didn't let go of my arm and I could feel angry tears streaming down my face. If something horrible happened to Ichigo…I couldn't just sit here. But I really couldn't do anything, because I wasn't trained. I just stood there, glaring at Urahara until he released my arm.

"I'll go see if I can contact Soul Society. See if he's there. Don't go anywhere, alright?" He was watching me.

I dropped to the floor where I was, pulling my knees up to my chest. "Right."

He sighed and walked out of the room. Once he was out, everything inside of me told me to ignore him and go search for Ichigo. But that wouldn't get me anywhere. I was feeling totally useless. I wanted to do something, and due to lack of experience, I was totally useless. I didn't make any sound, and I didn't move. I was going to do what Urahara told me, despite the fact that it felt wrong to just sit here. But I was useless. I continued to tell myself that, to keep myself from moving. It wasn't something I should be saying to myself, but it was the only way I could think of to keep myself from acting on the urgent need to go looking for Ichigo.

Urahara returned after a few minutes, looking dismayed. "He isn't in Soul Society."

I felt my body warm up slightly. If he wasn't there, he would still be here right? I wasn't entirely sure where else he could have ended up, unless he was in some sort of limbo.

"He's gotta still be here…he can't be in Hueco Muendo."

I had actually forgotten about the Hollow world they had told me about. All of the warmth that went into my body, was immediately sucked out of me. There wasn't any reason for him to get stuck there right? I couldn't have a certain answer to that. I shivered.

"He probably got held up." Urahara was heading for the door. "I'll be back." He disappeared.

I lurched to my feet, there was no way I was going to sit here. If I ran into trouble, I could use whatever Yoso had taught me in my fight against the Hollow. But I needed to knock myself out of my body. I looked around, and saw a weird glove thing lying there. I saw that, and I was sure I knew what it was. I slipped it on my hand and slammed it onto my forehead, and I went falling out of my body. I tumbled backwards and got to my feet, and I heard Yoso in my head. I wasn't sure if this was natural to be hearing my Zanpakto so much, but maybe it was just how my relationship with her was.

"This isn't a good idea." I heard her say, and my blade was humming with disapproval, I could feel it through the handle.

"I have to do something." I said to her in my mind. "You can help me right?"

"Yes." She sighed, and the disapproval slowed.

I peeked out the front door, Urahara was nowhere in sight. I slowly creeped out and started walking. If Urahara came back with no success, he'd know I left, but it would be too late to stop me by then. I kept walking.

"Not that way." Yoso suddenly said. "The shopkeeper went that way, and we can't run into him."

I turned and started moving the other way, starting to run, moving a lot faster than I would be able to in my physical body. This would help me get as far away from Urahara's shop/house pretty quickly. Yoso was on alert for Ichigo's presence. But she couldn't detect him, and my skills were too weak at detecting reiatsu, but I refused to be discouraged. I had to find him, it was dangerous what I was doing, with a lack of real training, but I had to find him. Urahara would be pissed, and I was sure Ichigo wouldn't be happy with me, but I didn't care.

I kept running, until I felt a strange, twisted reitsu and it was so heavy, I was getting pushed down. I had to stop running, and I was panting hard. What was this? It felt like a Hollow's…but a mix of Soul Reaper from the experience I've had with it…what is it?!

"Keep running!" Yoso screamed at me. "You can't stop."

"I can't keep going…this pressure…it's incredible." I dropped to my hands and knees.

"Who is this? A Soul Reaper I haven't seen before." A bored sounding voice said.

I tried to turn, but every time I tried to move, nausea twisted my stomach and I had to go back to staring at the ground. Whoever this person, thing was, they were very powerful.

"You're not even worth my time, you can't withstand my reitsu. But I do have a question for you." The voice said.

I knew the voice was somewhere behind me, but obviously I couldn't turn around and check. This was terrifying, and I didn't know what I could do. But where was Ichigo.

I'm suddenly starting at a pair of dark sandals, and I start to look up, because the pressure has relented. The person I'm looking at is wearing a white uniform, similar to the black one I'm wearing, had a sword on a belt, was paler than even I was. And he had a hole at the base of his neck. I frowned and noticed a partial mask on the side of his head, with ridges on it, and he had green eyes, with these black streaks underneath that made him look emo. He had jet black hair and was staring at me, with a bored expression on his face.

"What do you want?" I managed to say.

"Hmmm you can speak now. Good." He said. "Where is Ichigo Kurosaki?"

"I don't know." I spat. "Who or what are you?"

"My name is Ulquiorra. And I'm an Arrancar."