Chapter 8
Toushrio had refused to say a word to Ichigo and Rukia didn't get much of a response from him either. They walked into the station and through the first entrance room.
"You know the drill kid." The officer let go of Toushrio.
"I keep telling you not to call me a kid." Toushrio's heel made hard contact with the officers shin.
He winced and grabbed the boy again, "Little brat."
With a hard shove he was pushed into the seats.
"Stay put." He ordered.
Ichigo blinked.
"Sorry about that," The second officer came in, "We need to wait until the boy's social worker shows up then we'll go into the office to talk."
"Alright." The two nodded.
Almost on queue a man in the scruffy shirt and trousers came in. He gave a heavy sigh when he looked at Toushrio.
"You're gonna make me die young, you know that?"
Toushrio glanced up at the man only to look away again.
"Good riddance."
"Toushrio..." The man shook his head then looked up, "Sorry, who're you two?"
"Ichigo Kurosaki. Toushrio's assistant PE teacher. Me and my flatmate Rukia were passing and thought we could help." Ichigo introduced them
"My name is Taichi, Taichi Youta," He smiled, "Usually Toushrio has his teachers running for the hills already."
Ichigo laughed, "It'll take more than he can deal out to make me run."
"Pleasure to meet you," Rukia bowed her head.
"You stay out here and keep an eye on him," The senior officer told the junior, "If the rest of you would like to come into my office."
He opened the door and invited them in to decide what was to be done with the juvenile delinquent.
"So what has he done this time?" Taichi sat down, "Pick pocketing? Shop lifting?"
"Graffiti," The officer replied.
As Rukia and Ichigo took a seat Taichi ran his hand though this short hair.
"It's his third warning, isn't it?" He sighed.
"Third warning?" Rukia enquiered.
"We use a three warning system for him. Warn him the first two times and third is off to the juvenile delinquent centre."
"Juvi?" Ichigo blinked.
"It's not like it did much for him last time." The officer pointed out, "If anything he learned from the other boys in there."
"But what else can we do?" Poor Taichi looked like he was on his wits end with the boy.
Toushrio had obviously put him through a lot. Rukia looked round in the silence as her and the other brains ticked away for an answer. Then it hit her. She looked up with shining violet eyes at her genius.
"What if," eyes turned to her, "What if he got a job?"
"A job?" The officer blinked.
"Go on," Taichi thought he saw what she was getting at.
"If he had a job that he wouldn't have as much time to break the law. It'll maybe get rid of some extra energy and get some purpose in life other than vandalism." She told them.
"I don't know," The officer didn't like it, "No one would have him and if they did they'd soon get rid of him."
"But we know someone," She pressed, "He owns a small out the way sweet shop that doesn't get too many customers so he wouldn't have to deal with the public much. And the owner is good with kids."
"There's being good with kids and handling him," Taichi had to point out, "You sure he can?"
"Almost certain," Ichigo came in, "Trust me."
The look on Ichigo's face told them a bit of his passed experience with this man and Taichi nodded.
"You sure?" The office was sceptical.
"We've tried everything else." He replied, "You're aware I'd have to do some checks on the shop and the owner."
"Could I just make a phone call to see if this is alright with the owner?" Rukia asked.
There came a nod.
"What's the man's name?" Taichi asked.
"Kisuke Urahara." Ichigo replied as Rukia stepped out.
