AN: Hi. I decided to use the plot on Bleach. I hope you like. Thanks.
~mmbazb
I walked hand in hand with my boyfriend, laughing as he made jokes and poked my side. We'd just come back from a movie. It was a bit of a crappy movie, but I didn't care. I got to spend more time with Shiro. That was what mattered to me.
Said Shiro poked my side again.
"Yes, Shiro?" I asked, giggling.
A slight pout graced his soft lips. "Don't ya love me?"
I tilted my head. "Of course. Why wouldn't I?"
He just smiled. "Just tryin' ta mess with ya."
It was my turn to pout as I jabbed him in his rib. "You're so obnoxious." I said, smiling a bit.
He grinned back and lifted me off the ground, wedding style. "Ahh, but ya know ya love me, Uryu!"
I squealed quite like a girl and writhed in his grip. "Shirooooo!"
He laughed that laugh I'd always loved from the start, but he put me down. "Why ya gotta be so loud?" He raised an eyebrow at me.
I crossed my arms and pouted. "Well maybe if you didn't swing me around like we're still in grade school, I wouldn't be so loud."
He grabbed my wrists and looked me in the eyes, making me blush. "It's so hard, ya lookin' like a cutie an' stuff."
I huffed and looked away. "S-stop that..." He released one of my wrists in favor for my face, to make me look him in the eyes. "Hmm?" I hummed, trying to act innocent.
He quickly trapped my lips in a passionate kiss. I melted into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. He cupped my face with both my hands when suddenly my phone buzzed.
We broke the kiss and I begrudgingly checked my phone to see who had to text me.
Aaaaand it was my father. What the hell did that bastard want?
Be careful coming home. There's a escapee around your location.
I rolled my eyes. I'm sure the bastard is just trying to ruin tonight. Well I wasn't about to let him do that.
I put the phone back into what was actually Shiro's jacket. He raised an eyebrow. I shook my head.
"Just that bastard of a father. Don't worry about it."
He hesitated, but nodded. "Okay."
I smiled and grabbed his hand again. "C'mon, let's go home. I'm tired." He grinned and squeezed my hand. We continued walking home.
At a certain point, Shiro says, "Why don' we take ta short cut?"
I raised an eyebrow. "What short cut?"
He pointed down a trashy-looking ally.
"Yeah, cause that looks safe." I rolled my eyes and continued in the same direction.
Shiro grabbed my wrist and looked at me pleadingly. "Aw, c'mon. If we get back ta my place early enough, maybe we can do some, uh... stuff. Ya know?"
He looked at me with a familiar glint in his eye and I bit my lip. I knew exactly what that 'stuff' was.
And it didn't sound too bad right now...
I sighed in defeat. "Fine... Let's go. Keep your promise."
He smirked and grasped my hand, leading me towards the dark ally. He stopped at the entrance of the ally and looked at me, a dorky grin smeared on his face.
"Here, I'll go first. Scope it out, ya know?" I smiled and rolled my eyes.
Dork.
I nodded and let him go through with his act. He ran forward and looked behind trash cans and things of other sorts. Eventually, he waved me to come towards him. I smiled and followed him. I observed the the grimy brick walls as I walked past them. There was one spot of dark brown. Could it be...blood? I shivered at the thought and stuffed my hands in my pockets.
I looked back to where Shiro had been, but... he wasn't there.
"S-Shiro?" I called out, my voice shaking. No response.
"Shiro?" I yelled out, my voice stronger. Still no response.
Fear coursed through my veins. I ran forward more when suddenly, a shot of pain sprung from my side. A scream erupted from me, but a gloved hand was slapped onto my mouth to muffle it. I writhed from my attackers grasp and turned to look at him/her. All I saw was a face masked with a ski mask, but a bright tuft of bright blue hair stuck out. I gritted my teeth and bit the hand on my mouth. The attacker grunted, barely fazed by the bite.
"I'm sorry. I... I can't do it."
The attacker said, seemingly to him/herself. He/she then released me and ran away. I fell to the ground. I placed a hand onto my side and felt the warm and sticky blood on it.
I tried to sit up, but sufficed with sitting on my elbows. I squinted at the distance, trying to make sense of the blurs. I'd lost track of my glasses in the mess.
I saw a blob stir, and I called out.
"SHIRO!"
The blur moved one last time before dropping to the ground.
Nothing moved.
Tears streamed down my face.
"No, no, no... No... NO... NOOOO... SHIROOOOOO!"
Everything went black.
AN: Okay that wasn't really that long at all. I'll try to make chapters longer, but I don't feel like typing the rest of this right now. Tell me what you think about this so far. Review, follow/favourite, PM me and happiness!
~mmbazb
