Forever and Always, Sincerely Yours
Murushierago
Ping. An Instant message blinked on the screen of a computer. Ping. The annoying ring shrilled out again, alerting the girl in the room that she was keeping someone waiting. Rukia who was laying on her bed got up with a grumble and made her way toward the computer. A smile formed on her lips as soon as she saw the sender's name.
Message from user: Murushierago
Reply? Ignore?
Rukia clicked reply.
Murushierago: Hello, how was your day?
Rukia quickly typed her answer then scanned to make sure she made no mistakes then pressed send.
Sode No Shirayuki: It was good. Nothing out of the ordinary happened.
Murushierago: Thats good. Anything you wish to talk about?
Rukia been talking to the mysterious Murushierago for about two years now. Murushierago or Muru for short was like a pen pal and a best friend. Though she has never met Muru face to face she would never doubt him/her.
Sode No Shirayuki: Not really.
Murushierago: Have those 3 guys stop harassing you? The ones you told me about last time.
Sode No Shirayuki: Strangely I never see them anymore. I thought I saw one of them today but as soon as he saw me he ran away.
Murushierago: But in the end it is a good thing.
Sode No Shirayuki: Well I guess so.
Rukia glanced down at the clock.
Sode No Shirayuki: Its getting late. I'll talk to you later.
Murushierago: Sweet dreams.
Sode No Shirayuki: Goodnight.
User Sode No Shirayuki logged out
With one last key stroke she logged out. She glance at the clock once more. It still was 11pm. Her brother might get home soon. He always was late do to his business which needed constant watching.
Rukia grabbed a night dress and head toward the bathroom. She quickly changed and threw her clothing in a neat pile. She scrubbed her teeth with he toothbrush. Rukia then quickly ran her hair brush through her hair.
Once done with all that, Rukia turned off the lights and hopped in bed. As usual it would take her about 15 minutes before she could fall asleep. during this time she would always think about things that ranged from the newest chappy item to school.
Tonight's topic was none other then her precious Muru. Who was Muru? Was it a male or a female? A young teen or a wise middle aged person. Did they go to work? Were they a lazy bum? But the most important question burned in her mind, Why did every time she talked to Murushierago about something or more specifically, every time she talked about someone that bother her, the problem would often disappear?
Every time Rukia talked about someone who was bothering her to Murushierago, that person would never bother her again. Some even begged for her forgiveness. Rukia would ask them what made them change their minds but they would never give her an answer.
How strange...Rukia drifted to sleep.
User Sode No Shirayuki logged out
The message blinked on the screen. Pale fingers moved like spiders, quick keystrokes were entered. The message was clicked away and replaced with a web page. After the thunder of taps stopped a picture popped up in the middle of the screen. A cruel smile tugged on a pair of lips.
Hands closed the laptop and the room went dark. Glowing lights of electronics flickered on and off in patterns. A gentle hum from the electronics was the only sound to be heard in the cold room.
With a clap the lights turned on. A room with white walls replaced the darkness. Electronics of all types covered the room. Wires ran on the ground and up the walls. It was a technology heaven.
In the middle of the room a black couch was placed. A teenager sat on it, a laptop closed on his chest. His eyes were closed as if he was sleeping not in deep thought like he actually was. A black mess of hair framed his pale face. Green eyes opened and looked at the celling.
He got up, work had to be done.
Whispers were exchanged between groups of students as Rukia and her close friends walked by.
"Look its her. Everyone calls her the Ice princess."
"Its the rich girl. I heard she owns a private island."
"A cold beauty!"
"Shes looks delicate like a snowflake!"
One of Rukia's friends gave the groups a glare. Everyone ran away. It was the Renji, Rukia's close friend. The flame headed boy gave Rukia a pat on the shoulder. Without exchanging words Rukia could tell what he wanted to say. To ignore them. She gave him a smile in return.
The group made there way into the class room. Everyone took their seats but Renji. He sat in the desk next to Rukia's.
"Your going to be late to class." She stated.
"I still have two minutes, plus I'm a pretty fast runner." He grinned.
"For a snail."
"Shut up tiny." He ruffled her hair.
"Who are you calling tiny, you ape?" Rukia tried to smooth her hair back in order. A bell rung out. Renji gave a quick wave and ran out the room, hurrying to his class room.
Everyone one got into their seats but one still remained empty. It wasn't unusual though, he was always coming in late. No one complained, not even the teacher. He was the top student after all.
A boy emerge from the door way. He made his way to the very back row and sat in a seat next to the window. His seat was only two seats behind Rukia's. As usual he just seemed to gaze out the window and ignore the class room.
"Aimi." The teacher began roll call.
"Here!"
After a while she call Rukia's name to which Rukia put her hand in the air, signaling she was here. More names were called.
"Schiffer."
The boy didn't response and just looked at the window. Just another typical day at school.
The teacher began her lecture about literature. A few students seemed to be dozing off. Rukia, having heard this type of lecture a million times before, began to doodle. slowly a rather crude drawing of a rabbit formed on the paper. She added long eyelashes and sparkling eyes to it. Quickly she drew a bow on it. It was a rather wonderful chappy picture.
Soon the numbers of rabbits seemed to multiply, covering her whole page with different variations of Rukia's beloved chappy. She decided that once she goes home she would frame this masterful piece of art that contained her lovely bunny.
Rukia felt eyes staring at her from behind. Rukia , being rational, decided to ignore it and add more details to her wonderful art. After ten minutes she still felt the eyes on her. Rukia turned her head slightly as if gazing out the window. She scanned the opposite side of the class room. No one seemed to be looking at her. A boy was sleeping while another was trying to hide behind his book while he ate. A girl was putting on make up while two others were exchanging notes.
She turned her head the other way as if she was looking at the front corner. People were busy taking notes or day dreaming. The only one who could have been staring would be the genius student, Ulquiorra Schiffer. He was still looking out the window as he was when class began. It wouldn't be the genius anyways. He had no interest in people.
Rukia began doodling again. She scolded herself for being stupid and told her self to stop imagining things. Rukia did not get interrupted from her art until it was lunch time. Ichigo, who sat in next to her, stood in front of her desk. Ichigo ate lunch with her as well as Renji, Orihime, Ishida, and Chad. Sometimes others would join them, like the number one second year student, Hitsugaya. Sometimes Renji's rowdy friends would join also, Ikkaku and Yumichika.
Rukia and Ichigo headed to the usual spot. They ate on the roof on sunny days when it wasn't too hot nor too cold. Everyone was there already. Orihime waved and offered some of her lunch to Rukia who gave a polite no thank you. She sat down next to Renji who was having a heated argument with Yumichika.
"...Only strength matters in a fight!"
"It is the most important part of battle! Beauty is everything! " Yumichika said
"....Too bad your not..." Muttered Renji.
Rukia managed to stifle a laugh when Yumichika's face turned to pure out rage. Ikkaku was laughing so hard he was banging his fist on the ground.
Lunch was one of Rukia's favorite times of the day. She enjoyed spending time with her friends and always had something that amused her. Rukia got a prickling feeling on her back and turned around. No one could be staring at her. She was on the roof with her friends. The only way to see the roof would be from the top window in the part of the building across from where Rukia sat.
Rukia was pulled back into the conversation Renji and Yumichika was yelling about.
"Obviously beauty is a key factor in battle, right Kuchiki-san?" Yumichika inquired politely.
"Only a sissy would think that, right Kuchiki-san?" Renji mimicked.
"Fighting over something so trivial isn't very strong or beautiful." Rukia said, the others laughed as Renji and Yumichika tried to redeem themselves.
"O-of course I know that." Yumichika lied quickly
"Your such a lair." Renji said as he plopped some food in his mouth. Another argument began.
Rukia began packing her school work into her bag. The school bell was about to ring and she did not want to be caught in the stampede of eager students all who were rushing home. The bell began its final sounding of the day and Rukia was out the door before the first ring could even finish.
"Oi, Rukia!" A familiar voice called behind her.
Rukia stopped walking and turned around. "What is it?"
Ichigo came walking up to Rukia with Renji at his side. "Wanna go grab a bite?"
"Why would I want to go eat out with monkeys like you?" She teased earning herself a glare.
"Aw, come on. I'll treat ya to it. Plus I need some tutoring and you rank number 2 in our grade." Renji complained.
"Maybe if you actually paid attention you would learn." Without another word Rukia headed off. She couldn't be late today. Her brother will back from a business trip tonight and it was only right that she clean up a little.
Judging by the mess she made, at most it would take 30 minutes but she also would make dinner which would add another 45 minutes. setting up the table would take 15 minutes. All together it would take roughly one and a half hours.
Rukia turned a corner, she would be home soon. A foot step was heard behind her. No not a foot step, foot steps. Rukia stopped walking and turned to see who it was.
"Hello Rukia." A group of three girls stood with nasty smiles on their faces. Rukia didn't recognize them but one of the girls, the one in the middle who seemed to be the leader, seemed to remind Rukia of someone.
"How may I help you?" Rukia said politely.
The girl in the middle smiled. She ran a hand in her blond hair. "You can help by leaving our school."
Not another one. Rukia groaned. "Now why would I want to do that?" Rukia used a sickly sweet voice.
A red head spoke, "Leave our school. The title you stole belongs to our great Daika." The blond's ego seemed to swell.
"The title princess belongs to me." Daika said.
How trivial. Of all the reasons she been targeted, This was the most ridiculous and childish one. Rukia decided that they were not worth her time and began to walk away from them with out sparing them a glance.
"Hey get back here! Who do you think you are?" The last member shouted. Rukia heard a snap and hands grabbed at her.
"Make her face me." Daika said. They turned Rukia to face her. "Now let me persuade you again, Leave School.
"And if I don't want too?" Rukia was getting extremely irritated ans stopped talking so politely.
The other girls smiled. Daika looked like she was about to hit Rukia. She raised her hand high preparing to strike. Rukia was going to shove the girls in the snotty girls way in the middle of the slap. They would most likely fall over and Rukia would be on her way.
Rukia watched the hand. Just a few more seconds...The hand was almost at mid strike. Daika and her friends giggled and had grins on their faces expecting to be victorious. A pale hand caught on Daika's. The two girls holding Rukia let go and looked at their leader in horror. Rukia was to busy picking up her fallen bag to notice what was going on.
"Ulquiorra!" The girl squeaked. Her face redden. "This isn't how it looks like."
"Quiet trash." He gave them glares that seemed to say, How dare you say my name. He let go of her hand as if it was something poisonous or disgusting."Get out of my sight."
"But Ulquiorra!" They began to protest. "We are not doing anything wrong!"
"I said, Get out of my sight." He gave them his famous cold glare.
The three girls ran away crying. They kept sobbing about how their silent prince hated them. Rukia finished gathering her stuff and stood up. She dusted her self off. Rukia stared her savior in the eyes with an icy edge.
"I did not ask for help." He voice was steel.
The boy seemed to glare at her. He walked away from Rukia as if nothing happened. That seemed to tick Rukia off but she did not voice her anger. A shiny item on the ground caught her attention.
It was a computer disk in its case. It was blank except for the number 27 on it written in what seemed to be sharpie. He must of dropped it, she thought, I guess I will return it tomorrow. Rukia turned the disk in her hands. How strange.
I decided to submit this early. I was originally going to hold this until one of my stories finishes.