Hello readers this is my first fanfic! Woo-hoo! So here's the full version of the summery~Orihime is the granddaughter of the leader of the Yakuza. After her brother's untimely death she's forced to become her grandfather's successor. But Orihime wants nothing to do with becoming a crime lord, so her and her friends hatch up with a plan; if she marries someone who her grandfather finds worthy to take his place than she does not have to run the family business~ Enjoy!
Rain fell that afternoon, a slight drizzling rain. The sky was completely covered with dark grey clouds. The weather reflected the atmosphere of the funeral perfectly.A large group of people dressed in black for the occasion gathered at the mansion of the Yamamoto family. The ceremony had ended but people remained to pay there last respect to the deceased and the deceased's family. The Yamamoto family was mourning for the loss of their beloved son Sora.
Sora Inoue (his surname was changed when he was adopted into the family) was in his early twenties when he died. He had died in a car accident a few days ago. He was rushed to a private clinic but was sent to the local hospital because of his severe injuries. During the drive to the emergency room he had took his last breath and died.
His only living relative and the light of his whole world was his little sister Orihime. Orihime was dressed in a midnight black dress that ended almost to her ankles and black pumps. She wore no jewelry nor accessories, except the bright blue flower hair pins in her long bright orange hair. She was a beautiful young woman with grey eyes that always sparkle with laughter or glazed over while daydreaming. Now they were shadowed and downcast. Her eyes were devoid of tears from the many hours of crying for her dead brother, she had started crying since she hear the news, and the tears finally stopped that morning. She was trying to put up a brave face for her old and crippled grandfather.
Her grandfather Yamamoto stooped over his carved cane; in his hand he holds a white lily. He stood in front of the memorial of Sora and placed the flower among dozens of white lilies. In front of the line of flowers was a framed photograph of Sora. When Yamamoto retreated from the memorial a tear fell form his squinting eyes. Orihime felt her heart contract; she walked over to her grandfather and gave him an emotional hug.
After the funeral had finally ended most of the guests had left, Orihime stood outside on the porch and watched the rain fall. "Orihime."
Orihime turned around and manage a small smile when she saw her best friend Tatsuki. The dark haired girl gave her a big hug. "I'm so sorry, Orihime."
"Don't be sorry it's not your fault." Orihime said trying to sound normal but her voice shook. She sniffed and chocked out a sob. Tatsuki patted her back soothingly.
The two girls were being watched by Yamamoto from the window of his private libary. He sighed to himself and turned away. One of his associates Urahara stood in the room. "Sir when are you going to tell her?" The man with blonde hair asked the elder man.
"Not anytime soon," replied Yamamoto. "She's still very young and much more innocent at heart. I will tell her when she graduates high school."
Urahara nodded.
After a year of her brother's death Orihime was in her first year of high school. She was walking from her house to school. She loved walking to school especially with her friends but her grandfather always worried for her safety. She didn't exactly understood for his concern over her well being; he always insisted that she should never go alone when leaving the estate. If she wanted to go shopping she had to driven by a chaperon. His protective concern over her had increase after Sora's death. Orihime felt that her grandfather's behavior was because he only feared to loose another grandchild. She sympathized with him, his children had all past away and he'd only had her.
Orihime was almost to Tatsuki's house. She came to the crossed road when she saw a man on the side of the road. He was looking around franticly. Orihime kind hearted as she was would help anyone in trouble even a complete stranger. She walked up to the man. "Excuse me, sir. Can I help you?"
The man turned to Orihime and a sinister smirk spread across his face. "I believe you can sweet heart." He grabbed her arm and Orihime yelled.
"Let go of me!"
She kicked his shin hard and he let go with a painful grunt. Orihime turned and ran. As she ran down the street she could hear the man chasing after her. She became afraid and started to panic. What's going on? Why is he chasing me? She saw her friend Tatsuki ahead of her. "Tatsuki watch out!" Orihime yelled. Her friend saw the man running after Orihime and her eyes burned determinedly. Orihime had seen that look before when her friend protected her from bullies when they were in middle school but this look had also a dangerous and freighting edge. Tatsuki ran forward at full speed and ran past Orihime towards her pursuer.
The man skidded to a halt in surprise when he saw Tatsuki going straight at him. Tatsuki jumped and kick him in the face. He fell to the ground from the violent force, blood spray from his nose. He rose to his feet and advance at the girl. "You bitch I'm gonna kill you." Tatsuki punched him in the stomach and kick him on his side. She was so fast he didn't have time to counteract. He growled and pulled out a pocket knife. Orihime gasped when she saw the weapon and became fearful for her friend. She always felt confident in Tatsuki when she was in a fight, when she was in the Martial Arts Tournament or during a brawl at school but never before did someone she was up against used a dangerous weapon at her. But Tatsuki didn't seem fazed but looked at the man coldly. "Do you have any idea who I am?"
The man laughed crudely. "Why? Should I care?"
"I'm with the Guardians." Tatsuki announced and the man's eyes widen with fear. Orihime was confused.
"What?!" The man took several steps back. "No way you're just a high school kid."
"And what's wrong with that?" said a new voice.
The three of the turned to look and saw three teenage boys walking over to them. A tall boy with bright orange hair and a scowling face, a boy shorter than the first with blue black hair wearing glasses, and a taller boy with Hispanic features who was very muscular and looked older than the other two. It was Orihime's friends from school Ichigo, Uryuu, and Chad.
They stood protectively in front of Orihime and glowered at the man with the knife. "Oh shit." The man said before he turned tail and run for it.
"Hey wait you bastard!" Ichigo yelled after him.
"Kurosaki wait," said Uryuu calmly. "We'd better let the seniors handle him." He took out his cell phone and started calling for someone. Ichigo just scowled but said nothing.
Tatsuki went over to Orihime. "Are you alright?"
"Wha?!" said Orihime startled. "No! I was chased by a maniac and he pulled a knife at you but you didn't look bothered by it at all! Then you told him you were with the guardians and he acted like it was something horrible but you wouldn't be part of something horrible, would you. Then Ichigo, Uryuu and Chad showed up and thank goodness. Then he ran away. Now Uryuu's calling the seniors when he should be calling the police and
"Orihime slow down you need to breath!" exclaimed Tatsuki. Orihime did what she was told and took a deep breath.
Uryuu hung up his phone and looked at Orihime who looked confused and scared. "Yamamoto-sama has been informed by what happen. He wants us to escort Orihime back home."
"What, you don't have and I don't have to go home." Said Orihime waving her hand trying to look okay to reassure them. "I'm fine and I have to go to school. We have that test in history class."
"You have to go home Orihime and we have to go with you. We were ordered." Said Uryuu.
Orihime was about to protest but Tatsuki put a hand on her shoulder and shook her head. Orihime gave in and they went back to her house.
What do you guys think? Not exactly long as I hope it to be but I think turn out okay. Please review; give me comments, advice or whatever. See ya!