KaraKura zaidi than one mwaka after Aizen's defeat.
Ichigo walked nyumbani in the dying light after spending hours in the school's library. The dream he'd had the night before, had driven him to find some kind of answer to it in the library. It only left him with a bad taste in his mouth as it had gained him nothing but zaidi questions. His phone rang. Rukia? He sighed. No. Just Yuzu worrying. Maybe it was for the best. He winced. Any ways Renji had been itching for a chance with her and he was a full fledged reaper..... Damn it! His moyo nearly stopped with that thought. He'd saved...he grit his teeth, that was selfish! He'd done what he had to do to save everyone. He didn't need to be rewarded for saving his own punda along with the rest of the world. As he refused to acknowledge his tears they caught a glitter of dhahabu in the new mystic's duka that had opened up in the building that had housed the old pet store. Taking a closer look he blinked at the pendant hanging in the window and went in.
The kid at the dawati was bouncing his head at the muziki in his ears. "Ah hujambo kid...." The kid turned to him wearing shades and smiling. " hujambo yeah man got what wewe came for, totally yours dude. Only limited number and way ancient. I mean freaking over 3 G's ancient. That's grand, not the tech crap. The Big A.A alisema you'd be stopping by. Has big need for wewe guys. Shits getting low anyways. Bad mojo comin too." The kid dangled the bauble out on his fingers. "Not many of your kind left but zaidi then anyone thought. So don't go bursting the bubble. Don't need the stinkers smellin out your track man. That and she's comin awake, but the thing isn't what she thinks. Be there even if she's bitchin, wewe know what I mean right. Protect and serve au serve and protect she can't take it all on her own. That big S.F tell him the T.T when its time. You'll know when. Now put on the damn evo. man." Ichigo was still trying to catch all that the kid had said. "Evo?" The kid rolled his neck annoyed and ringed Ichigo's neck with the first shot. Ichigo started to bring the pendent up to his face. When the kid jumped and covered his hand. "Are wewe crazy! Under shirt! Wait till dark, it reacts to it." Ichigo put it under his shati and saw the kid visibly relax. "The Big A.A would have fried my punda if wewe had singed his inayopendelewa stop shop. Now off I'm not done yet. Shoo-get." The kid bustled him out the door and locked it behind him. Pulling the shades and turning off the open sign. Ichigo breathed deep and thought about getting home. His chest felt suddenly warm-the burrito from lunch, he sighed.Then his stomach pulled up to his throat and when he stumbled.... it was right into the clinic? How the hell did that just happen?
{S.F= Stone Face
T.T= Total truth
A.A=Arch Angel}
Soul Society
Rukia sat in her lessons looking out the window for the umpteenth time. "Lady Rukia wewe are setting a poor example for the others. Your brother will be most displeased." The teacher was straining to be polite, but it was no use. "Please excuse me. " She stood up. "But I won't be back. Its a waste of your time and mine." The class gasped. Rukia was about to leave the room when the immense spiritual pressure slammed everyone to the floor. Pressing hard enough to crack Bones au in her teacher's case break them.
Byakuya was taking chai with yet another lord who was hoping to add Lord Captain Byakuya Kuchiki to their family scrolls. The interviews he'd been to had held no promise. Too old au the opposite, all well bred and polite. zaidi then suitable,but all heaven help him, boring. Perhaps if he could have done things properly and quietly he could have been married and produced the alisema heir. Except that squad 4 had decided that they needed a paper to print. A paper that had listed the most available bachelors and bachelorettes of the soul society. A most clear case of spending far too much time in the living realm. Unfortunately the high king had also received such a paper and so ordered him to enlist the other lords of the realm for help in finding him a wife. As they were about to start the interview, everyone in the room except him was thrown to the floor kwa the tremendous pressure. In fact his body tingled, not unpleasantly and the long zamani cut on his hand warmed. While the boy that he had once been yawned. His eyes widened. No! He pushed the boy deeper down, he was not that pathetic angry weakling any more. He was not only lord but Captain Kuchiki. The act of the rejecting made his body yet another victim of the soul pressure, forcing his head to the floor. As for the lord he was visiting, he was coughing up blood, as his daughter cried out in pain. When it eased, it eased slowly. Ensuring none would forget its signature and live to fear it.
Orihima's apartment.
A knock came at her door and when there was no reply an envelope was slid beneath her door. If any of the other tenants would have passed kwa they would have seen only a passing shadow, one that hummed a long forgotten lullaby. When Orihime came nyumbani from a late chajio, chakula cha jioni after the mpira wa wavu practice she picked up the envelope and made to put it on the meza, jedwali when it burst into flames revealing a letter.
'Dearest daughter,'....Orihime's neck constricted as she fought off the burst of anger that arose from just those 2 words. She tried to let go of the letter but her hands refused to do anything but hold onto it. Even as her teeth clenched her eyes were forced to the paper....
' Forgive us. We are so sorry baby. We only did what we thought would keep wewe both safe. Now she is waking, coming she will onyesha wewe the way. Who wewe were meant to be, but she will need help even if she can not see it herself. Live in the light and shine it into the darkness. Give hope where there is none. With all our upendo always. Mom and dad.'
A mkufu rolled out unnoticed. How dare they! She thought. Yet even as she thought the words there came maswali that devoured her anger. What danger had they tried to run from? Who was this she? What did they mean kwa she would onyesha her who she was meant to be? And how was she to help? Orihimie went back over the letter. Her moyo pounding over the words. Could she forgive them? What would her brother do? She looked at his picture, if he had read this letter....but why was there only this letter why not them? Were they still trying to distract their enemy? She blinked and looked at the mirror and screamed as a boy behind her almost had succeeded putting the medallion on her. It dropped from his hands to be caught in hers. The coin caught her eye.It was a dragon chasing its tail while in the middle it protected a pretty flower. Turning she shook her head and frowned at the boy in her apartment. His wings....white wings...was he an angel? He was kusoma her parents letter with a look of concern on his face. She coughed and he blinked up. "Sorry, I had a trying day. My first one didn't go so well and as wewe can see time is of the essence." She looked and found that he wasn't joking there were zaidi then a few feathers missing. "You still could have asked me to put it on." He sagged and sighed losing 2 zaidi of his precious feathers. "Will you?" She put it on with a smile losing it as it suddenly flashed and burned for a moment before she felt nothing of it's presence. "What did wewe do to me?"
The Angel shook his head. "I'm only the messenger, but this letter, when did wewe get it? How was it delivered?" He alisema waving the letter in his hand. Orihime shrugged. This seemed to upset the angel. "You think they abandoned the both of wewe don't you?" She couldn't fight the tears any zaidi and let them slide down. The Angel sagged and closed his eyes. "They didn't abandon you. They ran from the both of wewe as a decoy. Smiths are rare and the only ones able to kill a demon without special weapons. Being half au less then half is still something but without her au training it would be inayofuata to impossible to defeat even the weakest demon. Which means they had help finding wewe and your brother.... damn it this isn't good. The only thing protecting wewe would have been your ages. How old are you? No if wewe were old enough they'd have attacked kwa now....but your brother was...they couldn't see you...still why were the 2 of wewe left so unprotected?" His eyes shut in thought and Orihimie could see the dark circles. She gently touched his bare chest and he jumped and then relaxed. Recovering he sighed. "You have to be careful about Angel wings to the wrong person it is a death sentence." Orihimie quickly put her hands behind her back. "Sorry I just wanted to help, wewe look so exhausted and your losing zaidi feathers." The boy nodded. "Yes, I am. I'll be lucky to last the night, but thank-you for your concern. If you'll excuse me I must be off, I've got at least one zaidi to go before I'm totally out of feathers." He then got close enough to whisper in her ear. "Forget Ichigo. He is family. But wewe do what wewe want, at least angels don't have to go through that craziness thank god." With that he disappeared leaving a small clump of feather's behind him. Going to the mirror with while collecting the feathers she looked for the coin's image on her chest. "Hmmm....where is it?" The coin then appeared just at the v in her uniform's shirt. "Oh wow, but will it always be there for everyone to see?" As if it could hear her swali it disappeared from view. She touched the spot and for some reason it gave her a warm loved feeling as if she was no longer alone. She looked at the letter that had been dropped onto the table. What was there to forgive. They had tried in vain to save the both of them, a tear fell from her eyes. Perhaps one siku she would go back to the soul society and find them, if they were there. Where did Smith's go after they were dead? Did they have their own Societies in the afterlife au something more? A voice tickled at the back of her mind, a soft warm happy voice.
"Soon wewe can ask all the maswali wewe desire, she is coming soon." Then it faded and shut down as if it went to sleep. She looked at the phone as the angel's last words broke in on her, 'Forget Ichigo? He was family? How? As she went towards the phone to call him and ask him these maswali she saw the clock. It was past midnight. It could wait til tomorrow.
Ichigo's house 9:30 p.m.
Ichigo tossed and turned, his stomach rolled while his moyo beat hard against his chest's walls. His eyes refused to open and his mouth clamped so tight his jaw spasmed. The dream began as it had the night before. With flames erupting from his heart, but unlike last night they spread in two lines to either of his shoulders. Finally he was able to creek open his eyelids to see the kid from the mystic duka over him, but this time he had no shades au buds in his ears. While wings of white feathers spread from his back. "Hey man easy. I'm here to just check up on you. Stop movin so much." The pale stars he had for eyes narrowed as he studied Ichigo.
" wewe should have gone through it hours ago. What the....is wrong with this picture?" Kon screamed from the hallway as he went passed with yet another one of Yuzu's treats. "Shit! So much for the nice way." Ichigo gasped. "No! Don't ! Please!" As he saw the angel's hands light up with crackling lightning orbs.
" Sorry." Ichigo screamed as the spheres entered his shoulders but behind them he could have sworn he felt and heard the sudden thumping of 3 not one heart. Before he passed out. The Angel turned and growled at the mod soul. " Why wewe little piece of shit! " The Angel picked the stuffed kubeba up and caught the gleam of the medallion on the dawati lamp. "Shit! I'm going to lose my status if I don't watch my ass. I'm taking shit for granted again. Not seeing what was missing. But I would have if wewe hadn't screamed! And where is everyone else?" Kon snorted and folded his arms as best he could. "For an Angel wewe are really lacking. They aren't home, Karin had a soccer game in the inayofuata city. They were going to spend the night. Why did I tell wewe that?" The Angel sighed and relaxed. He looked at the clock. Not that he was all that happy that he'd forgotten that part of the foresight. Actually he'd only paid attention to those parts pertaining to those who were to receive the medallions. He slammed his forehead with his palm, had the Arch-Angel foreseen this? He grit his teeth of course he had. That was why he'd aliyopewa him a pouch of salve for irritants and with the palm mark on his forehead he'd need it. The clock on the ukuta alisema 10:00. Orihime wouldn't be nyumbani for another saa at least. Looking to the newly branded smith that was still glowing he picked up the medallion and put it around the kid's neck. Where it reappeared on his right arm's shoulder. He sagged. Tonight was not his night. He'd be lucky to still have his wings after the night he was having. His nose suddenly picked up the sweet smell of the treat that the mod soul had dropped while screaming. Picking up the poor excuse of a body for any creature where he had dropped him in the waste paper basket. Bringing him up to his face he said. "So are there any more?" The teddy kubeba turned his head and snorted. The Angel shook him none to gently. Kon piped up shaking. "Any zaidi what?" The Angel narrowed his eyes. The kubeba suddenly squawked. "Why did I tell wewe that?" The Angel stuffed him beneath one of his arms and went to the jikoni and found the desert mouth watering.
" You're a pig! " The kubeba who called himself Kon yelled at him as he sucked down the last delicious morsel. How long had it been since he'd eaten? He couldn't remember. "Watch it bear." Kon snorted. "What are wewe going to do? Smite me for telling wewe the truth?" The Angel suddenly reddened.
"I didn't...did eat them all.But they were just so good. I c...didn't want to stop." His wings sagged. Kon walked over to him and patted the boy's cheek. "It's alright. She's really a great cook, everything she makes is like magic to the taste buds. So don't feel bad." Kon giggled. "The best part is that Ichigo will get the full blame when they get home." Which brought the Angel to an even zaidi embarrassed state. " I've never screwed up this bad, ever. I'll have to add that to what I still have to do list." The Angel plucked out 3 of his feathers. "Favors taken, favors given. It's the least I can do. " Kon felt the heaviness that the kid had on his shoulders. "Hey don't worry about it. I'll take the blame. I ate 1/2 of what was there before wewe got here. They would have all been gone if I hadn't seen you." The Angel smiled softly. "Its still my burden to bare, not yours bear." Kon shook his head. "Like I haven't heard that one before. But really don't beat yourself up. Yuzu would be awed that wewe liked them so much she'd blush till she fainted. In fact wewe should stop kwa when they are here, if you're still here." The Angel pressed his lips together.
"After tonight I'll be lucky to keep my wings. au they may send me down to the soul society. " The Angel shivered. "Soul reapers,creep me out. They bow to a high king not to god au the big A.A. They just don't make any sense. The only time that the Smiths and reapers ever seen eye to eye was on Mask day. Even then they were only there to take a smith's head if the smith Lost themselves to the hollow's sins. Which didn't happen all that much, but enough." Kon swallowed hard. "But wewe just made Ichigo a smith." The Angel nodded. "Yeah, its no laughing matter to be one." Kon grabbed the angel's face." But he's a reaper, Karin's a reaper , their father is a reaper. Yuzu's just a wizard in the kitchen." The angel's eyes widened and there went another red mark on his face. "Ouch. I'm dumb. Of course he was a reaper, reaper is the 2nd to lowest level. The megetsu was a graduation of a sort, an end to his training. His father being a full fledged reaper was enough to stall his embarking into the smith level. Of course if I read it right. The family was known for mages, reapers and smiths. Which means Yuzu is probably the mage of the family while Karin's the reaper. God I should have listened and studied more. Forgive your dolt of an angel." A warm breeze blew from the suddenly open window in Ichigo's room. The Angel smiled and was gone. Leaving floating feathers in his wake kwa the layer. "That can't be good." Kon alisema as he looked out the window at the blowing feathers littering the street.
Ichigo walked nyumbani in the dying light after spending hours in the school's library. The dream he'd had the night before, had driven him to find some kind of answer to it in the library. It only left him with a bad taste in his mouth as it had gained him nothing but zaidi questions. His phone rang. Rukia? He sighed. No. Just Yuzu worrying. Maybe it was for the best. He winced. Any ways Renji had been itching for a chance with her and he was a full fledged reaper..... Damn it! His moyo nearly stopped with that thought. He'd saved...he grit his teeth, that was selfish! He'd done what he had to do to save everyone. He didn't need to be rewarded for saving his own punda along with the rest of the world. As he refused to acknowledge his tears they caught a glitter of dhahabu in the new mystic's duka that had opened up in the building that had housed the old pet store. Taking a closer look he blinked at the pendant hanging in the window and went in.
The kid at the dawati was bouncing his head at the muziki in his ears. "Ah hujambo kid...." The kid turned to him wearing shades and smiling. " hujambo yeah man got what wewe came for, totally yours dude. Only limited number and way ancient. I mean freaking over 3 G's ancient. That's grand, not the tech crap. The Big A.A alisema you'd be stopping by. Has big need for wewe guys. Shits getting low anyways. Bad mojo comin too." The kid dangled the bauble out on his fingers. "Not many of your kind left but zaidi then anyone thought. So don't go bursting the bubble. Don't need the stinkers smellin out your track man. That and she's comin awake, but the thing isn't what she thinks. Be there even if she's bitchin, wewe know what I mean right. Protect and serve au serve and protect she can't take it all on her own. That big S.F tell him the T.T when its time. You'll know when. Now put on the damn evo. man." Ichigo was still trying to catch all that the kid had said. "Evo?" The kid rolled his neck annoyed and ringed Ichigo's neck with the first shot. Ichigo started to bring the pendent up to his face. When the kid jumped and covered his hand. "Are wewe crazy! Under shirt! Wait till dark, it reacts to it." Ichigo put it under his shati and saw the kid visibly relax. "The Big A.A would have fried my punda if wewe had singed his inayopendelewa stop shop. Now off I'm not done yet. Shoo-get." The kid bustled him out the door and locked it behind him. Pulling the shades and turning off the open sign. Ichigo breathed deep and thought about getting home. His chest felt suddenly warm-the burrito from lunch, he sighed.Then his stomach pulled up to his throat and when he stumbled.... it was right into the clinic? How the hell did that just happen?
{S.F= Stone Face
T.T= Total truth
A.A=Arch Angel}
Soul Society
Rukia sat in her lessons looking out the window for the umpteenth time. "Lady Rukia wewe are setting a poor example for the others. Your brother will be most displeased." The teacher was straining to be polite, but it was no use. "Please excuse me. " She stood up. "But I won't be back. Its a waste of your time and mine." The class gasped. Rukia was about to leave the room when the immense spiritual pressure slammed everyone to the floor. Pressing hard enough to crack Bones au in her teacher's case break them.
Byakuya was taking chai with yet another lord who was hoping to add Lord Captain Byakuya Kuchiki to their family scrolls. The interviews he'd been to had held no promise. Too old au the opposite, all well bred and polite. zaidi then suitable,but all heaven help him, boring. Perhaps if he could have done things properly and quietly he could have been married and produced the alisema heir. Except that squad 4 had decided that they needed a paper to print. A paper that had listed the most available bachelors and bachelorettes of the soul society. A most clear case of spending far too much time in the living realm. Unfortunately the high king had also received such a paper and so ordered him to enlist the other lords of the realm for help in finding him a wife. As they were about to start the interview, everyone in the room except him was thrown to the floor kwa the tremendous pressure. In fact his body tingled, not unpleasantly and the long zamani cut on his hand warmed. While the boy that he had once been yawned. His eyes widened. No! He pushed the boy deeper down, he was not that pathetic angry weakling any more. He was not only lord but Captain Kuchiki. The act of the rejecting made his body yet another victim of the soul pressure, forcing his head to the floor. As for the lord he was visiting, he was coughing up blood, as his daughter cried out in pain. When it eased, it eased slowly. Ensuring none would forget its signature and live to fear it.
Orihima's apartment.
A knock came at her door and when there was no reply an envelope was slid beneath her door. If any of the other tenants would have passed kwa they would have seen only a passing shadow, one that hummed a long forgotten lullaby. When Orihime came nyumbani from a late chajio, chakula cha jioni after the mpira wa wavu practice she picked up the envelope and made to put it on the meza, jedwali when it burst into flames revealing a letter.
'Dearest daughter,'....Orihime's neck constricted as she fought off the burst of anger that arose from just those 2 words. She tried to let go of the letter but her hands refused to do anything but hold onto it. Even as her teeth clenched her eyes were forced to the paper....
' Forgive us. We are so sorry baby. We only did what we thought would keep wewe both safe. Now she is waking, coming she will onyesha wewe the way. Who wewe were meant to be, but she will need help even if she can not see it herself. Live in the light and shine it into the darkness. Give hope where there is none. With all our upendo always. Mom and dad.'
A mkufu rolled out unnoticed. How dare they! She thought. Yet even as she thought the words there came maswali that devoured her anger. What danger had they tried to run from? Who was this she? What did they mean kwa she would onyesha her who she was meant to be? And how was she to help? Orihimie went back over the letter. Her moyo pounding over the words. Could she forgive them? What would her brother do? She looked at his picture, if he had read this letter....but why was there only this letter why not them? Were they still trying to distract their enemy? She blinked and looked at the mirror and screamed as a boy behind her almost had succeeded putting the medallion on her. It dropped from his hands to be caught in hers. The coin caught her eye.It was a dragon chasing its tail while in the middle it protected a pretty flower. Turning she shook her head and frowned at the boy in her apartment. His wings....white wings...was he an angel? He was kusoma her parents letter with a look of concern on his face. She coughed and he blinked up. "Sorry, I had a trying day. My first one didn't go so well and as wewe can see time is of the essence." She looked and found that he wasn't joking there were zaidi then a few feathers missing. "You still could have asked me to put it on." He sagged and sighed losing 2 zaidi of his precious feathers. "Will you?" She put it on with a smile losing it as it suddenly flashed and burned for a moment before she felt nothing of it's presence. "What did wewe do to me?"
The Angel shook his head. "I'm only the messenger, but this letter, when did wewe get it? How was it delivered?" He alisema waving the letter in his hand. Orihime shrugged. This seemed to upset the angel. "You think they abandoned the both of wewe don't you?" She couldn't fight the tears any zaidi and let them slide down. The Angel sagged and closed his eyes. "They didn't abandon you. They ran from the both of wewe as a decoy. Smiths are rare and the only ones able to kill a demon without special weapons. Being half au less then half is still something but without her au training it would be inayofuata to impossible to defeat even the weakest demon. Which means they had help finding wewe and your brother.... damn it this isn't good. The only thing protecting wewe would have been your ages. How old are you? No if wewe were old enough they'd have attacked kwa now....but your brother was...they couldn't see you...still why were the 2 of wewe left so unprotected?" His eyes shut in thought and Orihimie could see the dark circles. She gently touched his bare chest and he jumped and then relaxed. Recovering he sighed. "You have to be careful about Angel wings to the wrong person it is a death sentence." Orihimie quickly put her hands behind her back. "Sorry I just wanted to help, wewe look so exhausted and your losing zaidi feathers." The boy nodded. "Yes, I am. I'll be lucky to last the night, but thank-you for your concern. If you'll excuse me I must be off, I've got at least one zaidi to go before I'm totally out of feathers." He then got close enough to whisper in her ear. "Forget Ichigo. He is family. But wewe do what wewe want, at least angels don't have to go through that craziness thank god." With that he disappeared leaving a small clump of feather's behind him. Going to the mirror with while collecting the feathers she looked for the coin's image on her chest. "Hmmm....where is it?" The coin then appeared just at the v in her uniform's shirt. "Oh wow, but will it always be there for everyone to see?" As if it could hear her swali it disappeared from view. She touched the spot and for some reason it gave her a warm loved feeling as if she was no longer alone. She looked at the letter that had been dropped onto the table. What was there to forgive. They had tried in vain to save the both of them, a tear fell from her eyes. Perhaps one siku she would go back to the soul society and find them, if they were there. Where did Smith's go after they were dead? Did they have their own Societies in the afterlife au something more? A voice tickled at the back of her mind, a soft warm happy voice.
"Soon wewe can ask all the maswali wewe desire, she is coming soon." Then it faded and shut down as if it went to sleep. She looked at the phone as the angel's last words broke in on her, 'Forget Ichigo? He was family? How? As she went towards the phone to call him and ask him these maswali she saw the clock. It was past midnight. It could wait til tomorrow.
Ichigo's house 9:30 p.m.
Ichigo tossed and turned, his stomach rolled while his moyo beat hard against his chest's walls. His eyes refused to open and his mouth clamped so tight his jaw spasmed. The dream began as it had the night before. With flames erupting from his heart, but unlike last night they spread in two lines to either of his shoulders. Finally he was able to creek open his eyelids to see the kid from the mystic duka over him, but this time he had no shades au buds in his ears. While wings of white feathers spread from his back. "Hey man easy. I'm here to just check up on you. Stop movin so much." The pale stars he had for eyes narrowed as he studied Ichigo.
" wewe should have gone through it hours ago. What the....is wrong with this picture?" Kon screamed from the hallway as he went passed with yet another one of Yuzu's treats. "Shit! So much for the nice way." Ichigo gasped. "No! Don't ! Please!" As he saw the angel's hands light up with crackling lightning orbs.
" Sorry." Ichigo screamed as the spheres entered his shoulders but behind them he could have sworn he felt and heard the sudden thumping of 3 not one heart. Before he passed out. The Angel turned and growled at the mod soul. " Why wewe little piece of shit! " The Angel picked the stuffed kubeba up and caught the gleam of the medallion on the dawati lamp. "Shit! I'm going to lose my status if I don't watch my ass. I'm taking shit for granted again. Not seeing what was missing. But I would have if wewe hadn't screamed! And where is everyone else?" Kon snorted and folded his arms as best he could. "For an Angel wewe are really lacking. They aren't home, Karin had a soccer game in the inayofuata city. They were going to spend the night. Why did I tell wewe that?" The Angel sighed and relaxed. He looked at the clock. Not that he was all that happy that he'd forgotten that part of the foresight. Actually he'd only paid attention to those parts pertaining to those who were to receive the medallions. He slammed his forehead with his palm, had the Arch-Angel foreseen this? He grit his teeth of course he had. That was why he'd aliyopewa him a pouch of salve for irritants and with the palm mark on his forehead he'd need it. The clock on the ukuta alisema 10:00. Orihime wouldn't be nyumbani for another saa at least. Looking to the newly branded smith that was still glowing he picked up the medallion and put it around the kid's neck. Where it reappeared on his right arm's shoulder. He sagged. Tonight was not his night. He'd be lucky to still have his wings after the night he was having. His nose suddenly picked up the sweet smell of the treat that the mod soul had dropped while screaming. Picking up the poor excuse of a body for any creature where he had dropped him in the waste paper basket. Bringing him up to his face he said. "So are there any more?" The teddy kubeba turned his head and snorted. The Angel shook him none to gently. Kon piped up shaking. "Any zaidi what?" The Angel narrowed his eyes. The kubeba suddenly squawked. "Why did I tell wewe that?" The Angel stuffed him beneath one of his arms and went to the jikoni and found the desert mouth watering.
" You're a pig! " The kubeba who called himself Kon yelled at him as he sucked down the last delicious morsel. How long had it been since he'd eaten? He couldn't remember. "Watch it bear." Kon snorted. "What are wewe going to do? Smite me for telling wewe the truth?" The Angel suddenly reddened.
"I didn't...did eat them all.But they were just so good. I c...didn't want to stop." His wings sagged. Kon walked over to him and patted the boy's cheek. "It's alright. She's really a great cook, everything she makes is like magic to the taste buds. So don't feel bad." Kon giggled. "The best part is that Ichigo will get the full blame when they get home." Which brought the Angel to an even zaidi embarrassed state. " I've never screwed up this bad, ever. I'll have to add that to what I still have to do list." The Angel plucked out 3 of his feathers. "Favors taken, favors given. It's the least I can do. " Kon felt the heaviness that the kid had on his shoulders. "Hey don't worry about it. I'll take the blame. I ate 1/2 of what was there before wewe got here. They would have all been gone if I hadn't seen you." The Angel smiled softly. "Its still my burden to bare, not yours bear." Kon shook his head. "Like I haven't heard that one before. But really don't beat yourself up. Yuzu would be awed that wewe liked them so much she'd blush till she fainted. In fact wewe should stop kwa when they are here, if you're still here." The Angel pressed his lips together.
"After tonight I'll be lucky to keep my wings. au they may send me down to the soul society. " The Angel shivered. "Soul reapers,creep me out. They bow to a high king not to god au the big A.A. They just don't make any sense. The only time that the Smiths and reapers ever seen eye to eye was on Mask day. Even then they were only there to take a smith's head if the smith Lost themselves to the hollow's sins. Which didn't happen all that much, but enough." Kon swallowed hard. "But wewe just made Ichigo a smith." The Angel nodded. "Yeah, its no laughing matter to be one." Kon grabbed the angel's face." But he's a reaper, Karin's a reaper , their father is a reaper. Yuzu's just a wizard in the kitchen." The angel's eyes widened and there went another red mark on his face. "Ouch. I'm dumb. Of course he was a reaper, reaper is the 2nd to lowest level. The megetsu was a graduation of a sort, an end to his training. His father being a full fledged reaper was enough to stall his embarking into the smith level. Of course if I read it right. The family was known for mages, reapers and smiths. Which means Yuzu is probably the mage of the family while Karin's the reaper. God I should have listened and studied more. Forgive your dolt of an angel." A warm breeze blew from the suddenly open window in Ichigo's room. The Angel smiled and was gone. Leaving floating feathers in his wake kwa the layer. "That can't be good." Kon alisema as he looked out the window at the blowing feathers littering the street.
