Nobody Answers
A Bleach Story
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A Bleach Story
I welcome fan art.
If you do create any, pm it to me, please, and I will post it. <3
Ichigo sighed, shifting about in his chair. He hated school, especially the boring days. Near him sat Orihime, and beside him sat Shinji. He scratched his jaw line slightly, scowling up at the front board. He could hear the tick of the clock, and was lifted up into it's melody. He sighed, closing his eyes breifly.
The sound of the bell made him jump slightly, shocked out of his doze. He hadn't slept for nights, working with Shinji and Rukia. All he wanted was to sleep, and no one objected to him nodding off in class. Mostly because of that even shorter temper.
He stretched, standing and gathering his things, not bothering to speak to anyone today. Keigo jumped up, and started babbling on about something, but Ichigo didn't hear him. He just nodding, and walked home.
He was glad his father was absent when he got there, not wanting to deal with an attack. He climbed the stars to his room, and fell onto his bed. Just a few winks before work would be just fine..
"Damn it, Rukia! How come every time we arrive at the hollows spot, it's gone?!" He complained to his comrad. The shorter girl sighed angrily.
"I don't know. Is Uyru doing it?" She asked, frowning, looking at the cell-phone like censor.
"No, he is out of town at the moment." He answered, glancing around.
"Hey! You guys having trouble too?"
Ichigo turned, frowning at Shinji. "It isn't you guys?"
"Not at all. I thought you were just on a roll tonight." He rubbed the tip of his pinky into his ear, his upper teeth exposed in a bored frown.
"No, I think there is something here killing them before we get a chance to do it." He sighed, aggravated at the loss of a good hunt and fight.
"There's another one! Just around the corner!" Rukia announced, running towards the spot. Shinji and Ichigo followed quickly. Ichigo swore he felt someone else, but didn't bother on it.
Shinji did though. He stopped, and turned, watching a figure bounce off the top of the roofs. He frowned, his eyebrows furrowing together in a scowl, as he jumped up to follow it.
It was to quick for him to really see what it was, but it was no doubt humanoid. The hollow jumped up in front of it, but in no time, the figure flicked a black sword up, cutting through the mask of the hollow. Shinji gapped at who it's destroyer was.
Ichigo finally caught sight of the girl along with Rukia. She was short, shorter than even Toshiro, but the oddest detail, her figure matched that of Orihime's, or even Rangiku's. The girl seethed her zanpakuto, and glanced down at him.
The two locked eyes, taking each other's details and features into memory.
The girl was exotic, and beautiful. She had full lips, and half-closed eyes that were slanted slightly, with a dazzling color of ice-blue in them. Her pupils were slitted, like a cats, and her skin icy-white. Her outfit was that of a shinigamis, but he had never seen, or heard of her before. Her short, flared black hair swayed in the wind.
"I am Ichigo Kurosaki, Substitute Soul Reaper!" He called out. "Who are you?!"
"My name is Jigoku Hatsumai... And I have come to destroy you." She answered.
