OmoniHageshī
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“Let’s talk about that total loss Zanpakuto. Mukizu right?”
This was where it all went wrong before Kori’s baby blues. She wasn’t unfamiliar with striking deals but her impatient nature often led to the lady getting ahead of herself and In her fever to discover the inner workings of the miracle the drunk had claimed he’d worked on live television her approach had backfired and she’d ruined her long awaited reunion.
”How’d you do it huh? How’d you fix it!?”
The drunk didn’t trust shinigami. Not a single one and with good reason! After all, he’d had his arms taken from him by one and there was no telling what other atrocities he’d suffered at the hands of them in his days gone by. However, the girl couldn’t be faulted too harshly. Her tendency to gravitate to and obsess over the craftsmanship of Zanpakuto was so great that it overruled her sense of nostalgia. The fact remained that the story of his skill had not been the only thing that brought her to Suiyo in that bar.
“With my own hands.”
In that moment that she got a look at the drunk’s flushed face, scores of memories they may not have mutually shared reminded her that she’d initially tracked him down to share a friendly drink with him and genuinely enjoy his long lost company. In her haste she’d let it slip from her thoughts that the man sauntering away from her was not motivated by anything except alcoholic luxuries and a good time. Inwardly, she was cursing at herself for the obvious blunder she’d made and went into overdrive trying to correct it. As he stepped out of the tavern, Kori followed. At a dead sprint.
“HEY! Hang on! Wa- wa- wa- wait wait wait! Hold up a sec!”
In her struggle to push past the crowds of bar goers, Kori knocked a few patrons onto their asses once she burst into action. Whilst she did so, it seemed that the ample time for Musou’s reluctant arrival had come. The dejected, tired and suspicious fourth seat had intercepted Suiyo’s departure and when he did not see the Shiba lady anywhere near her aforementioned target he had become mildly concerned. Musou didn’t know the boozer but he was well aware of why Kori had made a beeline to him despite the trouble she risk ending up in to meet with him but she was nowhere to be found. He wanted to know why. In the most irritating way, that girl had a knack for getting herself into crazy situations and she always found a way to involve him in her shenanigans. Whether it be a bar crawl into the wee hours of the morning or her being hunted by some poor fool she’d duped and robbed, Musou ended up carrying Kori off into the sunset back to the eighth division where she belonged. Although, to his exasperation, she rarely if ever stayed put.
“You..”
He was her big brother. He watched out for her when they were together and could usually get Kori to stop whatever she was doing before it transcended into disaster. Seeing that his little sister was missing in action but the assisted drunkard was present and accounted for didn’t sit right with him. Sometimes when things came to having to physically find her, she’d bounce from spot to spot so frequently that it wasn’t out of character for him to give up in favor of a nap back at their headquarters but he also knew that he wasn’t going to have to go to the strenuous effort of finding her she was still somewhere in the bar on the premises. Even so, here was her damsel in distress but where was his knight in shining armor? Whatever was going on, he knew the only person who had the answer to his question was right in front of him and until she made her debut no one was going anywhere.
“Where’s Kori?”
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIT!”
BAM!
As if on cue, the saloon doors burst open with Kori exploding through them. Her legs were stretched open wide ahead of herself as she soared overtop the heads of Suiyo’s entourage which forced them to scatter like a brood of startled chickens until she crash landed directly onto the limbless letcher’s shoulders much-like a child might have. The velocity, accuracy and bewildering of her maneuver took the white-haired man stumbling to the ground on his back with a proud looking Kori grinning down through her legs and bosom at him. Without the use of his hands or arms, it’d have been unlikely that he could maintain his balance in the wake of the Shiba's pounce. Her weight was next to nothing, like a feather, but she wasn’t holding still that was for sure. He couldn’t leave yet! Not when she still had so much to talk about! It wasn’t until the cloud of dust kicked up by her ambush that she realized Musou was right next to her.
“Musoo! What took you so long?! I don’t think he remembers me at allllll.”
Kori recited the Kyoraku's name incorrectly and whined, a byproduct of the inebriated stupor she’d found herself in. In one fell swoop, the mystery of her location was put to rest but raised a cacophony of new concerns. Starting with the shamefully improper way the noble was hunched over the bum.
“No reason to go away so soon! Think we got off on the wrong foot here, We don’t even gotta talk about the Zan! …let’s all just chill out and eat and drink!"
In a blink, those electric eyes of hers were honed in on Suiyo and slowly she lifted a bottle of sake into the air, shaking it’s contents as if it could serve as some kind of incentive to get the white death’s attention in case her jumping him hadn’t.
"It’s been FOREVER you bastard! You used to let me ride on you all the time!”
Everything Kori said and did was in danger of being misconstrued as some kind of inappropriate innuendo or spicy facete of his past life when in actuality, the hopeless drunk had utterly forgotten that he had known the Shiba clan head at the most innocent of times since she was a child. When they were alive, he also knew and broke bread with her parents and was a frequently common house guest if he was in the area. Like everyone in the girl’s life he was not safe from her relentless insistence that he play all manner of games with her and at times she would become so elated that he had come to visit and hid in the rafters of the compound only to leap from those hazardously high ledges onto his unsuspecting frame wandering alone in mock search of her below. Now she was all grown up but prone to the same antics she was as a kid.
“I seriously missed you ya know! You didn’t really forget did you?! It’s me! Kori!!!”