Chapter Four

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Two Years Later...

"Boss, I'm done!" Looking up from the list in her hands, Nanami Fukunoshi smiles warmly at me and waves.

"Alright, be careful now, Hikari-chan!" I nod and quickly close my locker in the dressing room and go trough the back door. Since the starting of this year, I've been working at Fukunami's. It's a cafe that's not too far away from my afternoon job at the Urahara's.

Closing the door behind me, I release a tired sigh.

"Took you long enough." mutters a quiet voice. Looking up from fixing my sneakers, I grin at the familiar teen glaring down at me.

"Aw, Takashi, been waiting long?" said boy, rolls his eyes and pushes off the concrete wall he was bracing on.

"Kisuke is waiting. Let's go." I sigh but follow after him.

Ever since telling Kisuke everything, the man instead of wanting information, insisted that I work for him during the afternoons in return he would do anything in return. I was a little suspicious at first, but accepted and I asked him to train me. Couple months after working and training under Kisuke, I was introduced to Takashi.

"Watch it!" I blink as I'm pulled away from the corner which we were crossing and crashed into the teen as a car speeds away. "You wanna die or sum'n?"

"T-thanks." I murmur. He just shakes his head and keeps on walking and I soon follow again.

There's a reason Kisuke insisted Takashi to watch over me. I am clumsy.

"'Kari-chan~!" I sigh and put a strained smile on as I quickly push the boxes up onto the shelve and turn around to see Kisuke grinning at me.

"Yes?" He pouts at my irritated tone but quickly overcomes it.

"When you're done there, you just have to close up the front shop and you can leave, okay?" I nod and he disappears.

I over work my self...

"'Kari-chan~!" My eye twitches as I close the door behind me and let my left foot connect with my father's face, successfully stopping him from coming any closer.

"Dad, we discussed this; personal space is needed at my age." He lands onto the floor, but quickly recovers.

"How was your day? Did any boy molest you? Just tell daddy and he'll-"

"No." I deadpan causing the man to pout. I leave him at the front door and walk into the kitchen where I know everyone will be. "Tadaima!"

"Okaerinasai, Nee-chan!" I smile at Yuzu as she turns away from the stove and smiles at me. "How was your day?"

"Okay, I guess." I ruffle Karin's dark hair, but the girl just glares at me slightly before resuming to drinking her tea. "Where's Ichigo?"

"He's not home as yet." Karin drones, placing the cup down and putting her chin in her hand. "As usual."

"Ichi-nii must be fighting again." Yuzu says worriedly, stirring the pot that smells suspiciously like curry.

"That idiot of a son will get a beating when he get's home!" dad yells, coming into the room, the red mark that I had given him from my sneaker already gone.

"You mean you'll get the beating." I mutter, taking a seat beside Karin.

Just breathe, Hikari. They'll stop sooner or later...

A tick mark appears at the back of my head as my eyebrow begins to twitch from irritation from the 'fight' commencing between Ichigo, who had just arrived late from school, and dad.

Karin sits nonchalantly beside me as Yuzu frowns worriedly at the two. Finally, Ichigo somehow makes dad land face first into the wall and that's when I had had enough.

"Would the two of you stop!" I yell. "Get your asses into your chairs and let's have a normal family dinner for once or so help me I'll beat the crap out of the two of you!"

The place has gone eerily quiet as the Ichigo and dad finally take their seats, flinching away from my intense glare. I finally let the glare go and smile with my eyes closed.

"Now, why don't we talk about our day, no?" I say in my Italian accent which I had somehow regained after some tutoring, and which they somehow find scary. "Yuzu, why don't you go first?"

"'Kari-neechan, you can be scary, you know that right?" I blink innocently at Karin as we gather the dishes while Yuzu washes them at he sink.

"Who me, Karin-chan? Never." I wave her off with my free hand while the other hold the plates. It's quite easy after having to juggle multiple boxes with one hand at both the Cafe and Urahara's shop.

"Keep telling your self that." Karin mutters. Placing the plates down beside Yuzu, I ruffle their hair before calling it a night and heading to the stairs toward my room.

Almost immediately, I'm bombarded by Ichigo, who grabs my hand and rushes up the stairs with me in tow and pushes me into his room. On his bed is Rukia, who smiles seeing me.

Sometime during last week, the Soul Reaper had appeared and now bunked in Ichigo's closet.

"Need me to look over your body while you go demon killing?" I ask rhetorically, and Ichigo rolls his brown eyes.

"Why do you have to say it like that, Hikari?" he asks, scowling slightly at me. I shrug.

"I say it like it is, baby." he winces at the name, and Rukia frowns at me.

"Isn't Ichigo your brother?" She asks.

"He is." I confirm.

"Then why did you call him... 'baby'?" I sigh and ruffle her hair.

"You're too young to understand, Rukia-chan."

"I'm older than you." She says deadpan.

"Honey, seriously. I'm like a hundred and thirty-one year old in a seventeen year old girl's body." I say.

"That's a lie." Ichigo scoffs, as Rukia pulls on the glove and watches with awed eyes.

"You're right. I'm like a thirty-one year old woman in a seventeen year old girl's body." I say seriously. Ichigo doesn't get to respond and Rukia punches him in the face with her gloved hand, successfully letting his Soul Reaper form appear and his human body to slump on the floor.

"W-what the hell?! Next time a warning would be helpful, Rukia!" Ichigo yells, but Rukia ignores him and pulling by his ear walks to opened window.

"Let's go, strawberry!"

"What did you just call me, you twit?!" But the rest goes unheard as the two vanishes. Walking toward the door, I smile slightly.

"Be careful, fratellino." I murmur before closing the window. Picking up his dead body- not really dead, I remind myself- I put it onto his bed and climb in beside him. I pull the body closer toward me and smile remembering the toddler him coming to sleep with me.

"Hurry and come home." I whisper before I fall asleep.

So this chapter was like a filler chappie a little after Rukia came into the picture. Hope you guys don't mind me skipping out the part were Ichigo becomes the soul reaper. I just didn't know how to put Hikari into the picture. Oh and Takashi :3 I'll explain about him more later on ^_^

Tadaima means I'm home and Okaerinasai means welcome home :3 we all know what Fratellino means but just in case you guys forgot, it means little brother in Italian. And yeah, Hikari was Italian before being reincarnated :p

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