She knew things had to be difficult for him with everything that had happened. There'd been so much death and destruction in the last few weeks that it felt like they were all years older than they really were. Horror has that effect on people though, but it's becoming clear that some people carry on under it's strain better than other people.

He's trying to give up, everything about Ichigo reflects this fact as far as she can see. The way he walked, the droop of his shoulders, and the set of his jaw everything about him telegraphed the same message to her concerned eyes. He was getting reckless, his usual thoughtless fighting style becoming more and more dangerous every battle.

It's not long before there's nothing left of the obnoxious carrot top she'd grown up with. It's almost like there's an entirely different person in his body now. The scary thing is that this isn't like when Kon would take over, because the real Ichigo is still in there.

She's tried to reach out to him, tried to find a spark of the man she used to know. Nothing seems to work though and she's tried everything she's always done when he'd get into a funk. Tatsuki's yelled at him, hit him, bribed him with food and games, but still nothing. The one time she'd got him into a fight had nearly ended in disaster. He was more used to controlling his power after all and while she had a great deal of raw talent and power as well his practice had easily smashed through her defense and offense. If Urahara hadn't been there that really would have been the end of it all.

He'd avoided her after that, something that hurt more than she'd ever be able to put into words. This wretched war it was taking everyone away from her one by one. The desks at school were proof of this and it killed her to know that still she was ultimately hopeless to do anything to stop this. This damned war had taken too many of her friends. Chad, Ishida, Orihime, Keigo, Mizuiro, and even that damned Chizuru were all gone not to mention countless others who'd just gone missing one night. Soon she'd have nothing left and it was all because of this stupid war.