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[no_good_tsuna]

What is going on here? I'm in Ichigo-san's body!!! It could be worse, since at least now I get to be tall and cool looking, but he keeps glaring at me and telling me not to embarrass him ( I hope he did not see me trip over the rug earlier). Everything I do feels more awkward and clumsy than usual because there is so much more of me. Longer arms,

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[orange_renge]

Wait, what? Who attacked you- I mean me?

[no_good_tsuna]

Um.. ehehe... I don't know his name. Some guy with long black hair. Oh! And he had some weird thing in his hair. I think he might be a patrolman. He seems dangerous, Ichigo-san! He stabbed me- you!

[orange_renge]

BYAKUYA?!

Did you remember anything else???

[no_good_tsuna]

EEE! Um... I was kind of too busy worrying about the stabbing!! Er... I think it was night time... and some red haired guy was there.

[orange_renge]

Renji, too? What the hell was going on..?

[no_good_tsuna]

I wish I could tell you more. I keep wanting to close my eyes.

[orange_renge]

*sigh* It's fine. My life is almost a polar opposite from your's.

[no_good_tsuna]

Ehehe.. you think so?

[orange_renge]

It's pretty obvious.

[no_good_tsuna]

That's true, I guess. But, we might have some things in common.

[orange_renge]

Like?

[no_good_tsuna]

Um... we are both in high school?

[orange_renge]

....

[no_good_tsuna]

Although actually I'm in middle school...

Well... maybe we both... value our friends. You felt attached to Rukia-san, and wanted to help her. If I could... I'd want to do the same. I don't know if I would be able to do anything against a sword maniac... but I would want to do something.

[orange_renge]

I guess you're right.

[no_good_tsuna]

Do you get hurt a lot?