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Hours had passed since Tousen had showed up at his door. Excruciating hours in which sleep would not come to him. His friends had all but left, he was sure; he had shut himself up in his sleeping quarters, refusing to answer the door and pretending he was asleep whenever someone came and knocked on the wooden frame. Komamura wished he could sleep. He would give anything for sleep right now. Anything to distract him from the thoughts that refused to die. Why had Tousen visited? He knew he wasn’t welcome in Soul Society anymore; why had he expected to be welcomed into his home? Home… a very stale word on his tongue. Home was where th