A shower of arrows, missing him by a finger’s width. “Hey!”
“Turn on your comm,” Uryuu’s voice rang out. “Idiot.”
Oh. Oops. “Um. I left it with Kon?”
Uryuu managed to roll his eyes and blast three nasties in the same breath. “Why am I not surprised?”
-And then there weren’t any more, as Rukia cut through the main Hollow in one ice-edged blow. All that was left were the night sounds of the city, and the widest violet eyes he’d ever seen.
Ears suddenly warm, Ichigo sheathed his sword and dropped to the ground. “Hey.”
He couldn’t blow Dad’s cover. So – most of the truth. “Not sure,” Ichigo said sheepishly. “After we got your sword back… I just kept hearing a voice.”
“A voice.” Barely a whisper. “Have you heard a name?”
Half a shrug. “We’re both trying. But… not yet.”
Okay, had he suddenly grown another head or something? Because he didn’t know what to make of that suspicious look-
Kick to the shins. Yeah, he should have seen that coming.
“I took my powers back so you could have a normal life, you fool!”
Now it was his turn to give her a Look. Would have been more impressive if he wasn’t trying to shake some feeling back into his foot. “Ghosts follow me. There’s a Quincy in my classroom. And a sorceress. And a guy who pulls off a pretty good oni imitation even when he’s not shapeshifting.”
Brushing off his hands, Chad smiled.
“My brother’s a sorcerer, my best friends all turn into youkai, the candy shop owner lets us try to kill each other in his basement, and every little bakemono in Karakura knows I’m the guy to hide behind,” Ichigo finished. “Exactly what part of my life is supposed to be normal?”