Poison and Ice *Bleach Love Stories*

Chapter 23 - Winter Begins!

Kisami

"You were supposed to be gone for one day with minimal injuries! MINIMAL INJURIES!" Unohana hissed, her eyes glinting with fury.

"Retsu... we were heavily outnumbered, and there were a bunch of Espada... and Kaine pulled an Aizen and jacked up our mind. He was an ass. But he is a dead ass now," I explained through her fury.

"Still! You were gone for a week!"

"S-sorry," I muttered, avoiding her gaze. She sighed and smiled. A normal smile.

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1 week later, after some recovery...

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Miyuki

I softly knocked on the door to Toshiro’s room. I needed to talk to him.

“Come in,” I heard Toshiro call coldly. I winced, but knew it was only because he didn’t know who it was.

I opened the door, but froze before I could go in. My legs started taking me back to my room, but I knew I had to. I took a deep breath and walked back.

Toshiro’s eyes widened slightly when he saw me. I looked down at the ground, at a wall, anywhere but him.

I slowly walked into the dim room and sat down in the chair next to his bed. I picked at the bandages on my arms. I had gotten quite nasty Third Degree burns on my arms and legs. Of course, Toshiro wasn’t much better off. He also had Third Degree burns, but they were healing much faster than mine.

“So… how are your burns?” I awkwardly asked, still picking at the bandages.

“They’re healing quickly.” Toshiro matched my awkward tone.

“Well, that’s good.”

“Yes… and yours?”

“Not much better. I was burned by acid, which lasts a lot longer than fire.” I didn’t mean to, but my tone was biting. He flinched.

“Miyuki-“

“I just don’t know how to feel! I mean, I find out my own sister, who I thought was dead, is alive, and then she’s killed by the one I love. Do you know how that feels?” I felt my eyes start to tear up.

“… Actually, I was just going to ask if you wanted to stay for lunch,” He murmured, his face showing shock from my sudden outburst.

“Oh…” I lightly laughed. He smiled softly.

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Kisami

"Rangiku!" I called to my cousin. She turned, smiled, and walked over to me.

"What's up, cousin?" she asked.

"Nothing. I just wanna talk to someone. Everyone else is in the Squad 4 barracks."

"Why aren't you still hospitalized?"

"I snuck out."

"Why don't you visit Gin, then?"

"I have already. Twice. He's been completely knocked out by sedatives both times."

"That's horrible."

"He'll get over it. But anyways, how's life?" I asked. She didn't respond; she was staring at my chest.

"What are you looking at?" I questioned.

"Have your breasts always been that big?" She replied. I groaned.

"Yes. I usually wrap."

"I knew we were related!!!" She squealed happily.