It was the last day of her stay in the living world. Orihime Inoue's time had come, and she would be transported to the hollow palace, Hueco Mundo, courtesy of Grimmjow Jaggerjack.
But it wasn't like she was going to give up without a fight.
After saying her last farewell to Kurosaki Ichigo, she ran. She didn't know where, but she knew she had to get away. She flew through the wall and down onto the pavement below, grunting as she hit the concrete. Inoue looked to the sky, fearing being caught she ducked behind a trash can slid to her knees.
If only she could get that spiritual membrane bracelet off.
She scratched at it. She tugged until her wrist bruised. She scraped it on the brick wall behind her until she practically lost her mind. After a few seconds of sitting there, she stood up, brushed herself off, and flung herself at the wall. She banged her left wrist endlessly, searching, pleading, for a way for it to release. Finally, she gave up. Eyes brimming with tears, she looked up at the Kurosaki household. So many good times had happened there.
"Are you finished yet?" A deep voice called from the shadows. A voltage of tremors shot through her like lightening. 'Not yet. Please, not yet.' She thought.
A bright teal haired Espada emerged from the darkness, visually irritated and ready to get this over with as soon as possible. "How lon-" Orihime sputtered, only to be cut off with a, "Long enough." This Espada was nowhere near friendly. She could tell.
Frightened and hopeless, Inoue sprinted in the opposite direction across the narrow street. Grimmjow sighed, "I'm not up to playing cat and mouse tonight, woman." Orihime jumped over the curb of the sidewalk, only to be faced by the Espada again, blocking the way into the next alley-way.
"Sh-shunpo.." Orhime whispered, stunned. "Not shunpo," Grimmjow growled and grabbed the girl's arm forcefully, "Sonido." Inoue attempted to wrench her arm out of his grip, but when that didn't work, she bit his rugged wrist and he released, letting his prey go free.
As Grimmjow watched her disappear into the distance down the dark street, he said with a grin, "Maybe this human can be a little fun."
'I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die' thought Orihime desperately as she ran past buildings on either side of her. Her long orange hair was a dead give away, and would make her easier to spot, if not hidden right. Still running, she took the hair tie around her right wrist and held it in her mouth while she held her hair up into a messy bun.
'Can't have my hair easily so chopped off, can I, Sora?' she said to herself. After tying her hair up, she turned the corner and headed to her apartment. 'Maybe Toshiro-kun can help me. After all, he is the 10th division caption of the Gotei 13.' Placing her hopes and her life into Captain Hitsugaya's hands, she continued on.
Taking the shortcut to her house, behind the ramen restaurant, she took a little break to catch her breath. She was breathing heavily but silenced her breath behind her hand that she had clapped onto her mouth. Orihime leaned against the wall behind her, she silently watched her chest heaving up and down, slowing with each heave. She released the bun in her hair and watched her hair gently fall to her shoulders.
Just when she thought she was finally safe, he appeared right before her eyes. Even though he only had one arm, one arm was enough to restrain her. He clothes-lined her, with his arm and pressed on her neck strongly.
When she started gagging and yelping for air he said, "This has been fun, human. But I need to get you to Hueco Mundo as quick as possible."
Inoue struggled for words. The intense pain of his lower arm crushing her windpipe had reduced her to barely consciousness. With one last gasp of air, she was out cold, and the Espada hiked her up onto his shoulder, pleased with himself.
The window on the 2nd floor of the ramen shop creaked open, and a wrinkled woman rested her elbows on the counter, looking down. She took a swig of her cigarette and blew outwards, saying, "That boy is too greedy. He didn't need to knock her out if he wanted to sleep with her!"
Her thoughts on the situation were incomparably off, despite that, she continued prattling on, " He needs to learn some manners..." The woman, smoked on and narrowed her eyes at the departing two. "I wonder how he would feel if he were in her shoes..." With that statement and a flick of her cigarette, a burst of golden shining light emitted from the cigarette and flew to Grimmjow and Orihime.
Silently, it merged with both bodies and disappeared as quickly as it came. The withered woman chuckled and closed her window, quite aware of the events soon to come.
My first actual story that ISN'T a oneshot! :D I really hope you guys enjoy it. Right now it's a bit dull but it'll make sense next chapter! :) Reviews?