Slowly my eyelids opened up, waking me from a deep slumber….
"She's waking up!" A small stuffed chicken named Ririn shouted.
"Oh?" A deep male voice asked, and footsteps sounded to the doors of what must have been the room I was laying in. The paper door slid open revealing a handsome blonde wearing a hat and a strange looking kimono. He sat down next to where I was laying.
"Well miss, may I ask you for your name? Mine is Urahara Kisuke." He said kindly, removing the white fan from his face.
"…"
Kisuke smiled at me. "That's okay, I'm sure we'll find one for you. Ririn, why don't you take her shopping." He said.
At the clothing store…
I looked in the mirror wondering what I looked like…. And what I saw surprised me. I expected to look at least somewhat like the others around me, having regular brown or black hair with brown or blue eyes. My hair was the main difference: I had silvery hair and violet eyes. My hair flowed down my back to my waist in two braids ending with soft pink flowers. I took off the simple white dress I had on and continued to change into Ririn's first choice for me. It was a pink satin dress that carefully hugged to my body, showing that I may not know my age but my body says I am a woman. The pink matched the flowers perfectly and flowed down gracefully to my knees, splitting at my thigh to reveal the skin there. I came out wearing it and beaming causing a new woman jump in glee, making her large breasts bounce scandalously attracting the attention of the few male customers that managed to avoid staring at her when she first walked in. "Ririn? Who is she?" I asked the strange girl that went from being a stuffed chicken to a young blonde in a pink dress. The bodacious blonde introduced herself cheerfully, "I'm Matsumoto Rangiku!"
"There you are!" another big breasted girl with auburn hair said while running to Rangiku. The appearance of a third genetically gifted woman(because I had recently found out how large my breasts actually were), also in a school uniform, was enough to make at least five men get nasty nosebleeds and the rest to drool. A tall young man that looked about the auburn haired girl's age came walking in after her along with an even taller Mexican looking man, a dark haired young man in glasses, a vibrant red haired man, a short dark haired young woman, a white haired boy, a young woman with short spiky dark hair, a bald man, and a dark haired guy with feathers on his face. The sight of the strange grouping of people was enough to make me laugh, alerting all of them to my presence.
At Kisuke's shop…
"So I suppose we should introduce ourselves to her?" The dark haired teenager with glasses said.
"Good Idea!" Kisuke said and they went around the table introducing themselves.
The large breasted, auburn haired girl started, "I'm Inoue Orihime!"
"I'm Kurosaki Ichigo." The tall teen with orange hair said with a kind smile.
"Chad." The large brown haired guy said with a deep voice.
"I'm Ishida Uryuu." The dark haired guy with glasses said quite plainly while fixing his glasses.
"Abarai Renji." The red headed man said with a broad goofy smile.
"I'm Kuchiki Rukia." The short dark haired girl said with an air of great dignity.
"I'm Hitsugaya Toshiro, you may call me Hitsugaya." The boy said with the air of one in charge, shocking me.
"I'm Tatsuki" The teen girl with short dark hair said playfully.
"Madarame Ikkaku." The bald guy said, sounding bored.
"Ayasegawa Yumichika." The dark haired guy with feathers on his face said with an air of superiority.
After getting a good look at the group again I had to laugh, they all just looked so strange together.
"What so funny?!" Ikkaku asked, irritated.
"Look at yourselves! You all just look so silly together! I mean you have two silly girls with big boobs, one of them oblivious to how the size of her chest affects the guys around her and one who is gleefully aware of that. Two guys that normally look mean but have a soft heart, and one of them has weird orange hair while the other is huge. A dark haired guy wearing glasses that is nearly obsessed with pride. A guy with wild red hair and tattoos all over his body, someone you'd expect to wear tougher looking clothing but he is wearing a shirt with…" I struggled to hold in my laughter, "with…with… a bunny rabbit on it!" I finally said laughing hysterically. He started to defend himself but Hitsugaya stopped him.
"Two small girls that look like they would kill me if I made the wrong move, a guy with feathers on his face, four talking stuffed animals, a guy whom I'm not sure is straight or gay, his huge sidekick , a kid with a temper to match his hair, and a little girl with dark hair wearing pink that looks so gloomy I feel like all black would better suit her, a bald guy, and a kid with white hair." I finished and finally caught my breath.
"I AM NOT A KID!" Hitsugaya said at the same time Ikkaku swept up from behind me and said menacingly, "I'm not bald. I shave my head."
"You know … uh, what's your name?" Rangiku said from beside me.
It was suddenly very quite. "Well, you see…. She doesn't have one….. She appears to have no memory of anything pertaining to any life she may have led. And the weirdest part is that she just kind of showed up here….."
Kisuke's flashback:
" TESSAI! Where are the new shipments!" Kisuke called out to his strong shophand. "I'm sorry, Mister Urahara." Tessai's voice sounded feebly from a door on Kisuke's left, the bathroom door. "N-No it's fine I'll go handle it" Kisuke said with a red face. "Are you sure?" the large shophand said weakly. "No! No! It's fine. I can handle it!" Kisuke said and went out of the shop to where the new shipments were placed, only to find an unconscious girl in a long white dress laying down in an unnatural position, arms and legs straight .
Kisuke sighed and lifted up the girl. "Yourichi!" he yelled out to the resident cat. The black cat came to him, looking at the girl. "Who is this?" the cat said. "I don't know." The cat followed him into one of the guest rooms in the back of the small candy shop.
Back to normal time.
"So what should her name be?" Orihime asked to no one in particular.
Suddenly A name came to me, and my whole heart and mind accepted it, swelling with pride at the name, MY name.
"Masuyo." I said with wide eyes. I had a name. I had a name.
As Orihime fauned over how pretty it was, I found myself remembering a gruff male voice saying as a newborn girl cryed in reaction to the cold, unfamiliar air. "She shall be named Masuyo, for she will benefit the world greatly."
"Masuyo, eh?"
"What are you thinking, Kisuke?" another woman said from behind me.
"Hello Yourichi." I said, greeting the cat I had bonded with when I first woke up, Yourichi was the only one there and comforted me.
My flashback:
I opened my eyes to a wooden ceiling and groaned. Where was I? I really didn't feel like dealing with it. "So you're up?" a woman's voice said from my right. I instinctually jumped up and reached to my waist, grabbing thin air.
"Looking for this?" she said holding up a sheathed katana.
I looked at her smiling face, still distressed. I wondered why until it hit me. I didn't know if that was what I was reaching for, and as I thought of why I would make such a motion I realized I had no memories, of anything.
"I-I don't know." I said, making her frown.
….."so you don't have any memories, yet it seems your body does regarding your quick reaction. You must have been in battle a lot." The woman who introduced herself as Yourichi said.
After much talking I found my head buried in her chest as I wept over my lack of memory finally falling asleep resting my head on her chest as she stroked my hair.
Real time:
Everyone looked at me in shock wondering how I knew her name.
"So she woke up before, huh?" Kisuke said with a wide grin.
Yourichi and I grinned evilly at the same time. "Maybe." She said as she sat down behind me, casually throwing her arms around my ribs, pushing my breasts, already straining to pop out of my low cut dress due to size, completely out of the pale blue cotton of my dress.
Causing the stuffed lion to come barreling towards me, which in turn made Yourichi grab the plushy and throw him through the wall and an immeasurable distance.
Orhime fussed over Yourichi's "cruel" treatment of the perverted toy. Ichigo blushed, turned away and shouted "YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE DIDN'T YOU?!" . Tessai, Jinta, Chad, Uryuu, and Renji all turned away with red faces. Tatsuki, Rukia, Yourichi and Rangiku all laugh at the reactions of the boys. Hitsugaya pretended not to notice while his cheeks turned pink and Kisuke stared with wide eyes. I scrambled to pull the cloth back over my chest, unsure why they freaked out, I was wearing a bra after all.
Later that night…
"Kisuke?" I called out to the seemingly empty living room.
The slightly intoxicated shop-owner groaned from the couch and sat up. "Hey, Masuyo, have you seen my hat?" he asked, voice slurring slightly. "Yeah, on your head." I said, rolling my eyes. He touched his head and chuckled, "So it is!" he said and stood up. He looked at me, and I could see it in his eyes. He wasn't buzzed, he was messing with me. Ignoring the irritation that followed this knowledge I said, "Someone has been messing with me in my room." Kisuke then immediately proceeded to my room and pulled out a boy with spiky black hair and a 69 tattoo on his left cheek out from under my desk. "OW! HEY! THAT'S MY HAIR!" he said as the smiling Kisuke dragged him to my feet by his hair. "Apologize to the lady for disturbing her. I'm going to bed." He said and left me alone with boy who was now rubbing his head where Kisuke held a fistful of his spiky hair. "Sor-" the boy began when loud laughter came bursting from my closet. "OH MY GOD! THAT WAS HILARIOUS!" the laughing boy choked through fits of hysterical laughter. "Shut up, you idiot. Well, no doubt she heard us might as well come out." Another voice said, sounding irritated and…. Amused. The door of my closet open quickly and a blue haired man fell out, holding his stomach from laughing so hard. A white-skinned man stepped over him and brushed off his clothes. He looked at the blue-haired man in disgust and said "At least one good thing came from this. I don't have to be in the closet with you. Honestly, being that close to you gave me knots." He rubbed his shoulders during the last sentence. He looked at me with an emotionless face and reached out his hand to me. "I'm Ulquiorra Schiffer, ex-espada that is being housed by Kisuke until soul-society allows me to live there. And my wheezing accompaniment is Grimmjaw Jeagerjauqes." He said. I took his hand and said, "Masuyo. Just Masuyo. Pleasure to meet you." I said. Then we all look at the blacked haired prankster. He looked up at all of us then suddenly stood up and said, "Shuhei Hisagi." The two ex-espada and I nodded. Then I yawned. The Blue-haired one looked at me suddenly and said, "You should get some rest. You look tired." I stared at him in shock, something about him told me he was more of the tough-guy, the kind of guy who is testosterone fueled. "Oooo-kaaay?" I said, and went to my bed. I sat down and watched as Ulquiorra put out all of the candles I lit in my room while Grimmjaw watched me and Shuhei left. When all of the candles were out Ulquiorra looked at me and said with a still emotionless face, "Sleep well." He left shutting the door behind him. I turned my attention to Grimmjaw. "Aren't you going too?" I asked, kinda creeped out that he didn't leave yet. He looked at me from the corner he had settled himself into and smirked, "Does it make you nervous?" he said coyly. I stared at him as I blushed in shock and anger. "What makes you think that? Pervert." I said. He smiled. I sighed and got undercovers. I turned my head towards him and opened my eyes so that it looks like they were closed but I can still see. I watched the strange blue-haired boy sit there for five minutes before he sighed and looked at me. His eyes showed something I didn't expect. His light blue eyes stared at me with gentle pride and longing. He sighed again and got up. I quickly shut my eyes and turned around. I heard footsteps indicating he was walking towards my bed. He stopped beside my bed and sighed again. There was a soft plop as cloth hit the hardwood floor. I felt the blankets and sheets lift up and the mattress beside me go down. Then he whispered, "Sorry if I'm freaking you out but, …" I sighed and whispered back, "It's fine. I saw the way you looked at me before. I kind of figured that I knew you before I lost my memory. And you loved me." He shifted uncomfortably, his tough-guy side wanting to reject it said out loud to him. But he hummed softly for a moment before he wrapped one arm around my waist and kissed my hair. I felt his bare skin against mine. "You sleep in your underwear?" he asked, also feeling that I was mostly bare skinned. "Yeah.." I mumbled, my eyelids felt so heavy. Grimmjaw did not respond but kissed my hair again. I fell asleep, somehow content in a stranger's arms.
I opened my eyes to see Grimmjaw sprawled across over half of my bed eyes shut, mouth open, and snoring like a chainsaw. At least I know why I woke up. I got out of bed and put on my soft pink nightgown that fell down to my knees. "Morning already? Damn…" Grimmjaw said groggily from behind me. I turned around to look at the half-naked ex-espada. I froze in shock, he was well toned. I stared a little too long though. "Like what you see," Grimmmjaw said seductively, he took my chin lightly in his hand and pulled our faces an inch apart, "Masuyo?"
My breath hitched in my throat and my eyes widened as I looked into his. I suddenly regained my sense of reason and said "You wish". Grimmjaw's mouth twisted into a cocky smile as he let go of me. I left the room and walked clumsily to the dining room and collapsed over the currently bare kotatsu, not long after Kisuke walked into the room and sat down with folded legs on one of the cushions surrounding the kotatsu I was ungraciously sprawled over. He let out a huge yawn. "Lace is an interesting lining choice for a lady's panties" he said, point out that my nightgown had flipped up to reveal my underwear. I groaned and reached behind me to pull my nightgown down but someone's hand quickly grabbed the fabric and pulled it back down to my knees. "Indeed, a lady should show more decency." I heard Ulquiorra's voice say irritably from beside me. I groaned again and slid to slouch on the cushion next to him on my right as Grimmjaw plopped onto the cushion to my left. "Damn it Ulquiorra, that was a nice view." He said jokingly. "You really are filthy trash."Ulquiorra said bitterly, face expressionless as always. Well at least I know why Ulquiorra was irritated, Grimmjaw was staring at my exposed panties. "Grimmjaw, please don't stare at me when I'm not decent." I said coldly, turning to face the blue-haired pervert. "Then don't be indecent where we can all see it." He retorted. "As much as I hate to admit, sexta has a point." Ulquiorra said tonelessly. "HEY! Who's side are you on?!" I asked angrily whipping around to Ulquiorra's still emotionless face. To my surprise he turned is head to face me with emotion in his eyes, sad but loving, and said with a tone to match "The side that prevents you from exposing yourself to a man that is anyone but a lover." I stared at him in shock, trying to understand the emerald-eyed man before me. "Whoa, awkward vibes," Renji said from the door, "like a dramatic love triangle."
"Shut up." Ulquiorra, Grimmjaw and I said at the same time. Renji's face turned red as he choked back a laugh. I looked at the two men beside me, stiff with irritation. I swear those guys could change moods in a second.
