“Just thought you’d like to know I finally took out a Hollow the way you always wanted.”
Above and from behind, so it doesn’t see you coming, Rukia translated. “Was it a night for miracles, or did someone concuss you before the fight?”
“Well, excuse me for not playing fair with something that smacked down Ishida!” he fired back. “Idiot! Why didn’t he tell us he’d burned out his powers? We let him walk home thinking everything was fine; if I hadn’t-”
“What?” Rukia asked warily, as the silence stretched out.
“…Never mind. It was weird.” Ichigo smirked. “Think I got him and his zanpakutou talking, though. Give him hell for it, next time you drop in.”
“Ichigo,” Zangetsu called, low and warning.
“Yeah, yeah, I hear you.” Ichigo cast a nod over his shoulder as he walked back to his partner. “Know you said you wanted to stay here, but – don’t be a stranger, ‘kay?”
Wind blew, and they were gone.
“That,” Sode no Shirayuki stated, “should not have been possible.”
“It’s Ichigo,” Rukia reminded her.
“We’re not in Karakura,” Rukia pointed out. “We can’t be expected to report on anything happening there.”