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Chapter 7 - Spell caster Nico

"So, why were you out walking in that deserted town, anyway?" Dante asked, trying to start a conversation. Ichigo looked up at him with big hazel eyes. "Oh, well, I was just clearing my mind, I guess." she replied. "I see" he said, bowing his head. Ichigo looked at him confusedly, noticing his saddened expression. "Something Wrong?" she asked. Dante was silent. "Dante? Dante?!!" Ichigo shook him, and he seemed to awaken from his trance. "huh?" he looked up to see her, a very confused expression masking her face. "I asked if you were okay." she said. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine thanks." he replied wearily. "what do you say we leave?" Ichigo slurped the last sip of her drink and arose from the table. "yeah, let's go."

Outside it was night time. The beautiful Sakura petals drifted in the wind, brushing Ichigo's cheek gently. Dante laughed. A petal had landed on her nose, and it made her sneeze. Dante burst out laughing. A bunch of petals had gathered on her face. Ichigo was sneezing like crazy. Dante was rolling on the floor laughing like crazy.

A girl wearing a dark black hooded cloak had noticed Ichigo's suffering. She rushed over to her. "It's okay, I'll help." a soft voice said. The girl began to sing a sweet tune, waving her hands around Ichigo's face. Waves of glittering magic surrounded Ichigo, and the Sakura petals drifted away. Dante was now standing, astonished by the strange woman's magic. Ichigo smiled brightly. "thank you so much!" she said in a happy voice. "No problem!" the woman removed her hood to reveal a young girl around Ichigo's age, with a silk like face and locks if gorgeous pink and blue twirled hair. Ichigo gasped. "Oh, please please please will you join our quest!" She said, jumping up and down. Dante squinted. "Ichigo-" "quest, huh?" the girl thought for a moment. "sure! I'll join your quest." Ichigo smiled. "I'm Ichigo, and this is Dante." the girl nodded. "I'm Nico. I come from the spell casters Cove. I'm a spell caster myself.." her face saddened, and she pulled the hood over it. "But I'm not the same as everyone else. My magic is.. Er, different. Stronger. Everyone thought I was dangerous. They treated me like an outcast, so I ran away. And here I am. Wanted, but not alone I guess."