A/N: In which Misaki reaches new and astounding heights of bafflement. 😉
Misaki let him breathe a moment, hastily revising plans in her head. The scene had been too messy to tell if Hideyo had actually been there. But if he had – if Ichigo had…. “You did get lucky, then.” She took a breath. “Is Li eating all right?” Continue reading
“They have hundreds of cases,” Misaki stated, letting Ichigo see the cool, professional calm on her face. She’d needed it, faced with all those files. So many of which showed the very same burns she’d seen on bodies today. Continue reading
Self-defense the Karakura PD was very grateful Kurosaki Ichigo knew, given their suspicions about exactly what had happened today. Which, much to Section Four’s amazement, probably hadn’t involved Contractors at all.
Well. Except one. Continue reading
Shunpo would have been nice, but Ichigo made it to the front door in seconds flat anyway. Blinding fury tended to do that. And maybe he should find a place to just put his head down and run until sunset sank into full dark, just exhaust all the poison and anger and grief sluicing through him like icy floodwater-
The door opened onto a brunette lady in a blue suit and thin-framed glasses, fist raised to knock hard and stern as a sentencing drum. Continue reading
Isshin wasn’t frowning. But his eyes were kind of glittery. “Ryuuken should’ve told you that was no excuse to get mixed up with a Hollow. Continue reading
A wild purple gradient appears!
Isshin finished tying off the knots, swabbing with alcohol one more time for luck. And maybe because it stung. “What were you thinking, fighting a Hollow? Continue reading