Hey Yal! Ok I got this weird plot in my head and it took me forever to write it !
Oh right...
Disclaimer: I very sorry, but I am a mere teenage girl who I obsessed with Bleach, and the real owner is the amazing Kubo Tite .
The first thing that hit me was the sweet smell of food. Leaning down to get a closer look, my face was mere inches from the sweet bun stand. Licking my lips, I asked the middle aged man in the stand what it was. He stared at me for several seconds in a quizzical expression.
"You foreign or something kid?"he asked me probably just thinking I was stupid.
".....Yes!" I said after a few seconds. I didn't want to lie, but to be honest with you, I couldn't exactly tell him the truth. He asked if I wanted one, but since I had no money at all, I just politely refused.
The man not most have been that bad, seeing past my fake smile and offering a bun for free. I stared in awe as he used strange tool to pick one up and placed it in a napkin. I couldn't help but smile and in return, the nice man smiled back. I waved goodbye as I walked on the brightly lit road. Lanterns hung above the street and laughing children flashed past me in excitement. Bun in hand, I took a small bite into the soft substance and I squealed in surprise. The strange yet sweet red filling had caught me off guard and as soon as I was done with the first bite, I went for another.(AN ok sorry about not describing it right but, the think she's eating is a dumpling type of food called un-mun, and the filling is a red bean paste called anko)
Unfortunately, in being completely caught up in my new treasure, I didn't look where I was looking.
After taking another bite, I bumped into something, causing the bun to slip through my fingers.
"Ah! I'm so sorry!" my head shot up from the ground and saw a girl with an apologetic look on her face. At first I was a little upset about losing my sweet pastry, but in seeing the genuine look of remorse on her face, I couldn't help but smile.
"Ah..no,no..it was my fault. Its alright" I smiled at the caring girl, who looked about my age. My smile was returned with a shocked and confused look, her mouth hanging open slightly.
But soon her frown turned into a smile.
"It's been so long, ice to see you again,"
It was my turn to look confused.
"I'm sorry, but you must have me confused with someone else," I had never seen this person in my life.
Sorry, I was mistaken before, now she was confused. Without another word she grabbed my wrist and ran. Numb due to the sudden hostile action, I allowed her to drag my far, but soon the numbness wore off. I twisted my wrist frantically, trying with no avail to escape this crazy long haired girl.
"LET GO!" I shouted, but it was too late. The lighthearted street disappeared and we were now on a hill framing a small river. As we approached closer, three figures could be seen sitting on the top of the hill. Two looked frightening, while the other seemed benign.
Don't ask me why or how, but I know I should be terrified. It was as if a veil of liquid power was draped over me. The fear never came.
Crazy girl shouted three strange names and before I could think of an escape, I met three pairs of eyes. We were right next to them now and I could see the same look of bewilderment in all their eyes.
A man with impossible orange hair, stood up, anger and confusion in his deep brown orbs.
"Orihime? Rukia!?"
I turned to the crazy girl and asked......
"Are you Rukia, or am I?
Was it good? Ok? Suckish? Confusing?(geez, I used that work too much)
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