Disclaimer: I do not own any parts of Bleach, only the inspiration and idea to make this story.

My Stray Cat

Soifon let out a deep sigh. It only made her think in agony whenever she saw the massive amount of paperwork she had left. She was supposed to be training, not doing this type of junk. 'It's so useless! I can't get anything done anymore!' When her mind would trail off, she would think of only her beloved Youruichi-sama. She would think of her long dark-purple flowing hair, her rightful stance, that serious expression in her face when she faced her enemy, her flawless skin, and that smile. Oh, how she loved seeing her smile! The only thing that she could really do was to think about her, since she went away. It saddened her that she wouldn't be able to see her for a long time. 'After all, duty calls…"

She hated that so much. She wanted to be able to see her, right there standing, to be able to just stare at her, admiring how she stood and how she talked. Soifon's leg was beginning to shake with anticipation from one of her many day-dreams she had about Youruichi-sama. Yet another day would pass by without her being able to catch at least one quick glimpse of the one she admired, no, the one she idolized. Having reached for another sheet of paper, to write more meaningless details on, her writing hand cramped up and was unable to move. 'Ow! What the HELL is this?! I can't move my hand…at ALL!' The pain sharpened intensely whenever she tried to move it. She needed a break! Because of her hand giving out, she decided to go home early, it was already getting late and she just had a bit of more paperwork to finish. She marched straight home with that scowling expression of hers.

When she got home, she slid the door close behind her and collapsed on her bed, exhausted. She shut her eyes for a little bit, rolled to her side, and let out a sigh. She wanted to find happiness, an escape. She opened her eyes slowly and looked at her cramped hand, stating, "What's wrong with me? I've been feeling weaker and weaker almost everyday. If this continues… It's all your fault… Youru…ichi….-sama…" With those final words, she felt her mind collapse into a much needed sleep. A smile went across her face, visualizing that one person she would see with her eyes shut.

"The only times I think of you

Is when my worlds turn gray,

For you are my sun,

And with you, I truly smile."

-End of Part One-

Glossary:

-sama : Used as a sign of higher respect. (Used "above" the suffixes "-kun", "-san", and "-chan")

Thanks to Edge-sama I feel like I could write a second part now! It's such a great feeling when a person reviews your ever first fan-fiction like that. (I must sound creepy now...) It meant so much! The italicised quotes at the end are my creation of a poem-tid bit that I created on my own. No words were stolen, only my willing to write them. -bows respectfully-