"Allllrighty," Kisuke said, sipping his tea, "Khris, do ya have any news from Soul Society?"
"Not much, Captian Commander tends to keep 'that darn little upstart's rebelliousness' hush-hush," I said, scrunching my nose at my green tea. It was my least favorite...
"I thought so," Kisuke murmured.
"What I don't see," I stared into the bowels of the cup, "Is why you're giving him time to get his army together. I mean sure, you need to get stronger and stuff, but still... So is he."
"It isn't for us to decide, and the Head Captian has his... ways," Kisuke replied, "But we'd better be prepared. Aizen will surprise us."
"You seem like y'know him a bit," I muttered, really intent in fishing out the teabag instead of the conversation at hand.
Kisuke raised an eyebrow, "You could say that we have a history together..."
"This isn't about to become a yaoi, is it..."
"Wha-!? No-! I just-!"
"Okay," I whisked away pretend sweat, "Anyway, he seems to have a real vendetta against you guys, and you-" I pointed at Ichigo, "-have his upmost interest. Why's that?"
"Firstly, how do you know that?" He questioned.
"The bee's buzz of Seireitei."
"Uh-huh."
"Hell, I don't know anything about the guy! And I really don't know where you got that idea," Ichigo deadpanned.
I sat my cup down and stared at him, "Where the hell have you been? Beneath a rock?"
Ichigo clenched his jaw, "No..."
Kisuke snickered a bit, "Well, I guess we're done here."
"Yup," I yawned, resting my head on the table edge.
Kisuke he stood, and leaned against the door, gazing at something with a sympathetic look.
I followed his gaze-
Ah.
For someone who was usually full of moxy and absolute resolute, Ichigo was rather down.
I'd noticed he hadn't had much to say, but now he looked downright depressed.
"Mind if I talk to you, Ichigo?" Kisuke asked.
"Nah, don't get up, I'm heading out for a bit anyway, if its all the same," I said with a stretch and a yawn, then hopped out the window, "Have duties to do-ty."
"Khris, you might ask Orihime to fix your issue," Kisuke called.
I popped my head up, "She the long haired ryoka girl?"
"Mmm-hm."
"Thannnk you~!"
~~~
I had searched then entirety of Karakura...
And I couldn't even find one girl.
Hehehe... And Aizen really thinks I'll be helpful to his mess of a rebellion. Retard.
Eventually I got directions to her house via some high school girls, and waited around for her.
Her rather lethal-looking black-haired friend was there, so I waited until she left-she was cool, but she was also a badass. Who would whip a certian random creepy girl's ass for harassing her friend...
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Black Night, White Butterfly-A Bleach Fanfiction
FanfictionWithin the Espada and Quincy arcs, a new addition to the ever-twisting story of Bleach arrives; Khristalyn Dixon, a 15 year old girl with a rough life-but, it's about to get much, much more complex... Before she realizes it, she's thrown straight in...