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“Ah… Ok.” It was strange to see a zanpakuto spirit just wandering around Karakura town, but the teen had long since given up on trying to question why it seemed as if everything and everyone strange or spiritual seemed to come through his home.

“You are not going to question me further? Strange…” Hyorinmaru was confused, most of the beings that he’d come into contact with had demanded his reasons…Kurosaki did not. He didn’t know what to think…

“Why would I? As long as you’re not here to try and make trouble, it’s your own business what you’re up to.” The bright haired teen responded with a shrug. “Unless you’d rather I give you the third degree.”

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Ichigo was pretty sure that Hyourinmaru was the name of Toushiro’s zanpakuto… “You lookin’ for Toushiro?”

“I am not…” Toushiro? Did he allow Kurosaki call him that? He only allowed few to… “I am merely wandering here, Kurosaki Ichigo.”

“Ah... Ok.” It was strange to see a zanpakuto spirit just wandering around Karakura town, but the teen had long since given up on trying to question why it seemed as if everything and everyone strange or spiritual seemed to come through his home.

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“— What is that face? I expected more hatred from you, yet, you seem to look at me with a slight… remorse in my honor, is that it? What is it boy, do your mourn me? Fool.”

Could he not see past the difference between reality and his own feelings? It would seem like the boy hesitated even more now than he had the last time they met. Because he knew part of the truth now? Because he saw the reflection of the one he always believed to be his Zanpaktou in him? If so that would be his undoing.

Ichigo knew that he shouldn’t hesitate in front of this miserable and genocidal maniac but.. There was an undeniable connection between the man before him and Zangetsu-Ossan. Part of him had no desire whatsoever to fight the monarch and with the other’s power...

He shook himself mentally - that had to be some sort of trick of Ywhach’s and he had to prevent such thoughts from creeping into his mind - who knows what the bsatard cold do to him because of his mixed heritage. “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. I”m going to take you down, you miserable bastard.”

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He did not seem to bothered by her clumsiness, he did not marry her for that trait after all. Large hands traveled down her bare sides. Pulling her close as he bent down to plant a kiss on her neck, slowly working himself down to her shoulders before taking a step back with her still in his arms.

This resulted in him deliberately falling back into the bed in a sitting position, her ending up on in his lap in a rather clumsy position as he held her there with two hands gripping bother her biceps.

“— Do you know what to do? Or should I explain?” he asked with a smirk.. 

“I am Kurosaki Ichigo… Who are you?” the bright haired teen asked curiously.

“I am Hyorinmaru. A pleasure to meet you, Kurosaki Ichigo.” He finished, bowing his head slightly in greeting.

Ichigo was pretty sure that Hyourinmaru was the name of Toushiro’s zanpakuto... “You lookin’ for Toushiro?”

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Ichigo watched the other, a worried expression appearing on his face as he struggled to figure out why the other was reacting so strange. He wanted to help his friend… But only if the other opened up to him. The soul society assured him that Tatsuki, Keigo and Mizurio would not remember being chased around by and nearly killed for the amusement of AIzen and Gin, however he knew for a fact that those memory erases did not always work. “…Keigo?”

"Ichigo," sighed Keigo "I … don’t want to talk to you. Just go to one of your more important friends like Rukia or Chad. Or Uryuu!" 

"I’m just staying here and wait till you’re gone and then I will go home and cook lunch for sis and myself. And then I will wait for someone to say ‘Hey Keigo I really like you and super cool’. But know what?" he sighed more "This never happens because you are the one who’s super cool and famous. Because you… because you fight monsters and all that crap."

“You are important to me, Keigo... One of the reasons why I didn’t talk to you about this stuff before was... Well I didn’t want you to get involved... Not that succeeded, but Aizen is the vilest asshole I have ever met and that’s an accomplishment.“ The bright haired teen responded, a rather worried expression appearing on his face as he tried to figure out how to explain to his friend why he had been leaving the other alone so completely - along with Mizurio and Tatsuki.  “You know that asshole who chased the three of you around? He... He kidnapped Inoue.”