"Hey Ichigo" Rukia and Ichigo had been walking back in the direction Ichigo's house "Yeah?" "There's something strange about those two" Rukia stopped walking. Ichigo noticed and stopped as well, looking back at her "You mean Liksa?" Ichigo questioned.
"Yes, when I shook hands with her I felt like she was looking into my soul" Rukia put her hand on her chin. Ichigo raised his eyebrow "And that dog, It felt like a hollow" "Well you had a great time playing with the hollow" Ichigo teased. "That's not the point, it felt like a hollow" "Wouldn't it show up as a hollow on your soul thingy"
"True, but I'll keep an eye on her just to be sure" Ichigo sighed and continued walking "Anyway how long are you going to follow me?"
At the dog park Liksa sat on a bench while Ela was running along with other dogs. 'What's your conclusion your majesty~?' Liksa's eye twitched in annoyance 'Don't call me that it's irritating if you're the one saying it, Anyway Rukia's body was definitely not a humans body. Although her soul is human it contains a lot of light energy. Human souls are linked to their physical bodies, but hers isn't'
'You're thinking it's a homunculus?' Liksa closed her eyes and leaned back on the bench 'No, homunculus have artificially created souls as well. Rukia's soul was definitely made in Assyria, only her body seems more like an empty shell. It's similar to Abaddon's puppets'
'Puppetry magic?' Liksa nodded, and she opened her eyes once more. Liksa stood up and searched for Ela and called out to her "Ela!". Ela stopped playing with a hyperactive husky puppy and ran to Liksa. Liksa giggled and petted the pup 'Someone's watching, is it the same person? That Kisuke Urahara guy?' Liksa knowing someone was watching her acted as if she doesn't know anything.
Liksa cautiously headed back to her house, ready to defend herself when she needed to.
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l Locked l Bleach Fancfic {REWRITE}
عاطفيةTime goes on, it doesn't stop for anyone. Time is constantly chasing us, for us as time goes on, death approaches. It's different for her, she didn't worry for her untimely death, instead something else in time chases her. A running faucet in a lock...