Asuka Kuchiki lay on her back, a bowl of rice crackers was within reach, as she was enjoying the rays of the sun shining into her humble home. it was early morning, no necessary work today, no need to get up or do anything that would cause her any hassle. the troops were trained, no assassinations required, no need to get off of her comfy futon. her emerald eye shot open as she was reaching for a cracker to munch on. before she could enjoy one, her stomach was having different ideas! she shot up, flash stepped to her bathroom, before emptying her stomach down the toilet. she lazily shook her head, flushed, washed her mouth and groggily walked back to her futon, but her head was wondering; why do I feel sick? did I eat something that didn't agree with me? but it didn't stay by this one time. the rest of the week, like an alarm clock, her stomach woke her up in that same annoying manner. this was not how she wanted to start her mornings. she had checked all the food this week, nothing