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"Human boy." The short male approaches his old friend, expression grim. "As much as I hate to say this, I need your assistance with something."
"Name’s Ichigo, not ‘human boy’, you know that."
"—This is a first—" he snorted, "What do you need help with?"
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Six were caught staring~!
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So what--she was watching another hallucination again. Sometimes Raen simply forgets that the spirits she sees aren't real, and looking at them in public may be a bit strange. May attract some attention. But is that really any reason to stare?
Five just stepped into the wrong neighborhood.
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Pauses in her negotiations to glance over at the unexpected guests, not letting go of the collar of the bruised thug in her grasp.
"..."
Figures if she stays silent and stares, the blood on her clothes and her ugly mug will be enough persuasion for the stray onlookers to simply leave.
"Kyoto...?"
There once was a girl. Who fell in love with a boy. With walls made of steel and touched the sky. Now they let those walls fall, and tried to beat it all. But in the end. He just walked away.~
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"And I always have to be strong but I just-- I'm not Cat..! I'm just... I'm just a scared little kid. Ever since the day I became that scared kid though--is the day I couldn't be anymore. Because I had to take care of them. I had to grow up but...inside..."
"I'm just...hurt and afraid and...alone..."
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"Cat--"
"I--I...don't want to be alone--...but that's--that's where I always end up..."
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It was all sudden. In a blur of orange and blue, Ichigo grabbed Kyoto and held him over his shoulder as he flash stepped to a near by building.
"That was a close one," the ginger let out a sigh in relief as he looked back to the cluster of Hollows and Goka No that once surrounded the Phantom over his shoulder.
"I had it," Kyoto barked, “You had to get into someone else’s fight, Kurosaki," he was getting over whelmed by increased number of targets, but there was no way he was going to admit it.
"Right," the teen snorted, “So what do you wanna do? I take the Hollows and you take the Goka Nos?"
The Phantom smirked, “Who invited you?" he looked back at the group of monsters, “Fine, but stay out of the way, Kurosaki, last thing I need is to tell a family their idiot ginger died by being reckless. Not on my watch."
"Good, I was gonna say I lost my invitation in the mail," he retorted, “I don’t want to tell your superiors that their midget Phantom died from being stubborn."
"We’re on the same page then." With that the male seeped into the shadows, reappeared by the beasts and charged.
"And you say I’m reckless," Ichigo snorted before joining the other male in pretty much the same fashion.
A messenger appears before the Brunette, holding a familiar black blade. "We are sorry to tell you this. But Elite Councilman Kyoto Jinori passed from serious injuries last night. He wanted us to give his blade to you. He said you'd know what to do with it."
Retsu stares for several long seconds at the man who has just spoken to her. She heard his words but somehow, her mind isn’t processing what he just said. They churn within her mind, but somehow she can’t pull meaning out of them. Her pulse is too loud in her head. She can’t concentrate.
"What—?" the brunette finally manages to whisper on a quivering breath. Her eyes shift from the man to the blade. And slowly, the pieces come together. However, as soon as they are together, presenting the reality that she could never accept, the picture is shattering to a thousand sharp pieces—ripping her to shreds from the inside-out.
"No—" she manages to bark out between sobs. When had she started crying? Coughing out another breath, the tears already steaming down her face, the teen tries to hold herself together. She sucks in a breath, holding it there no matter how hard her diaphragm spasms. Clenching her jaw, Retsu brings one fist to her mouth as the other reaches out and takes the sword from the messenger, who quickly hurries off—his duty done.
The black blade gleams in the light of the day, illuminating the droplets of saline that fall upon it. Yes, she knows what to do with this sword. He’s told her a thousand times. But she never thought it would actually happen. It was too painful to think about. And now it’s reality. Now it’s reality and she may know what to do with the sword. Yes—she may know what to do with this infernal sword—but what is she supposed to do with herself now that he is gone?
