Byakuya paused in Pagsulat the susunod day's assignment when he felt ice cold deathly anger freeze whatever humanity he had left. He closed his eyes and saw Karen. As she caught a phone and vanish. Dead eyes smiled in a pale face and soon they too disappeared. He breathed in slowly regaining some control over the anger. Blinking he realized none of what he had seen or felt was his. It was hers. Hers? He concentrated on the aura that the feelings had left him with as it dissipated.
It had been months since the dreams had stopped...his feelings still were mixed about the so-called Guardian. Now that...

KaraKura madami than one taon after Aizen's defeat.

Ichigo walked tahanan 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 madami 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 puso nearly stopped with that thought. He'd saved...he grit his...

Orihemia felt herself melting back in her mind as her mark warmed. Unohana sensing the change backed away slowly to observe. Orihemia watched her hands and heard her new voice as a member of the audience of one. "No water earth air puwang or time may stop me from my desires, open all to me for the one I call mother and her mate." Her hands pushed as if to open a door way and then through the puwang and snagged the object of her desires. Byakuya found himself in Unohana's room with Orihemia standing back her eyes locking onto his and for a moment were not hers but another's. "Do not touch her....

The car put on its high beams and ran straight for them. Byakuya twisted the wheel to avoid the car but the other vehicle mirrored his movements and then suddenly put itself across both lanes. Jamie knew there was only one option, the steep, deep ditch and at their speed there wasn't much to do. She flung out her wings as they went over the side. The wings made for a roof that was impenetrable as the car rolled over and over and over one madami time to land upside down in a winding ankle deep run off stream that with rain would not remain ankle deep for long. The lead thug swore as he seen his...