I'm sorry for the previous pages of suckiness. I forgot to edit this on the site to ensure nothing had gone missing.
Standard crap applies: I do not own Bleach. If I did I would be far more wealthy and talented than I am. And I wouldn't be writing on a fanfiction site. In English.
"What he hell are you doing?" screamed Kimihiro. Domeki simply ignored him, continuing to eat his lunch.
"I made those specifically for Himawari-chan. Stop eating it! Stop eating it!" Kimihiro continued.
"Look at those people over there." replied Domeki quietly, pointing with his chopsticks at a group of student in different uniforms. Kimihiro turned, spying the group with a casual look. The nice way of describing them would be eclectic. There was a dark-skinned giant, a petite black haired girl, buxom girl with brown hair, a skinny tomboy, a boy who appeared even more nerdy than Kimihiro and a boy with orange hair who was currently clotheslining a classmate who had rushed towards him. Most people would call them strange but Kimihiro had different views then most people on what qualified as strange.
"Yes, so what?" he replied to Domeki, who was still eating calmly.
"They're from Karakura."
Kimihiro paused for a moment before blurting out. "What the hell does that have to do with anything?"
"Nothing. You should put more food in those lunches." said Domeki, wiping his mouth, beginning to walk away.
"Why Ichigo, why?" sobbed Keigo, running dramatically away, tears falling down his face, "Why do you act like this on our class trip?"
"Baka" murmured Ichigo with a sigh, "Why do we have to be on this trip anyway? The arrancar might arrive while we're gone."
"We can't do anything about it." grumbled Rukia, "We've missed so much class lately we can't even miss a trip and we have the remainder of the group back in town." she leaned slightly closer to Ichigo, "Besides, you felt that, right?"
"Felt what? And why are we whispering?"
Uryu leaned in, lowering in his voice to match theirs, "Baka. Can you sense anything at all? It was as if there were two forces, one pushing away spiritual entities, the other calling them in."
"What are you guys talking about?" asked Tatsuki, her query eliciting a sudden and perfectly synchronized, "Nothing?"
Rukia's phone suddenly began to beep. A sudden wave of tension surged within most of the group and the dot on the screen came closer and closer.
"Wha…what the hell is that?" stammered Kimihiro, pointing down what appeared to be a deserted alley.
"What, did Yuuko-san send some creature to pick you up early?"
The thing that Kimihiro had pointed to came closer, allowing him to see it in more detail. It appeared to be human, the face and body of a man, dressed like no spirit he had seen before. It could have passed itself off as a normal human if it were not for what appeared to be a crumbling mask on its face, the sword at its belt, and the fact that Domeki couldn't see it. That and the hole in its chest where a heat ought to be.
"What, you need me to exorcise it for you?" asked Domeki, pulling the bow he was taking to archery practice and pulling back on it. There was a sudden flow of energy around the bow which flew down the alley as Domeki released the string. It hit the shoulder of the intended target, pushing it back slightly. Not nearly enough.
Kimihiro let out a small noise, this had never happened before, no spirit, even ones that had nearly killed him, had remained after Domeki helped. He felt as if a massive force was pressing down upon him, forcing him to his knees. He saw a black figure fly by him and a shout of "Getsuga Tensho". The last thought that he had before he passed out was that the figure standing in front of him had orange hair.