Chapter 1: Darkness

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Sssshhh.....

Rain fell heavily from the dark, cloudy sky.

Tap...tap...tap...tap...

A certain ginger sat down on one of the many sinking buildings surrounding him.

From a distance....he would look like someone intimidating.

From up close though....he looked like someone who was.....lost.

Alone...

Broken...

His clothes was a simple black yukata and hakama pants.

Black bandages covered his right arm ending at his wrist.

His right eye was scarred; a pale, blurred brown. Unseeing.

The large scar ran up from his chin to his eyebrow.

His orange locks were a bit messy and long; he never bothered to care for something so trivial.

He stared at the sinking buildings beneath the barrier of water near his feet.

.....Tap...tap...tap...tap...

He didn't acknowledge the person approaching him.

"Ichigo...."

The gravely voice filled the area.

A single dead, brown eye lifted up slowly; he, Kurosaki Ichigo, spoke, voice raspy.

"Zangetsu."

The other, Zangetsu gazed at Ichigo with sad yet stern eyes through his shades; his black cloak fluttered in the non-existent wind

"Stand up, Ichigo."

The ginger tensed, but he didn't mov--

"Oi, a**hole! Get the f*** up!"

Ichigo was slightly started as a pale hand reached down and grasped the back of his black, Shinigami uniform; he was hoisted to his feet, and he stumbled slightly.

The ginger turned his head back and glared, some of his emotions returning to him.

"What the he**, man?!"

A negative, mirror image of Ichigo glared right back; golden irises surrounded by black burned furiously.

"This isn't like you, a**wipe! Where's the idiot that's always yelling in my ear and kicking enemy a**!?"

Ichigo blinked owlishly.

"Wha--? What the f*** are you talking about, Hakuryuu?"

The ginger's reflection, Hakuryuu, smacked his forehead and looked over at Zangetsu.

"Un-f***ing-believable! Zangetsu, the brat's brain-dead now!"

Zangetsu shook his head.

"Be patient with hi--"

"No. I've had enough of this bullsh**! He can't just keep moping and crying his f***ing tears out! It's raining so d*** much here and the buildings are sinking!"

Hakuryuu whacked Ichigo on the back of his head.

"Listen here, dipsh**! I.......I hate seeing you like this, so man the f*** up and deal with it!"

Golden eyes softened ever so slightly; Ichigo stared with shock.

The ginger glanced to the side.

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