Okay guys! I know I have been absent for wayyy too long. But school is ot and its writing time! I wrote this Spin off of CursedCupid's story because she is taking too long to update. SO if yo read this and like it a lot please bug the hell out of her for me. Thanks! Oh and CursedCupid if your reading this. You know I love ya :) Payback for putting the sniff dare out there.
This is Sora's POV of Bleaching Life, enjoy
When a girl asks for her life to be a little more interesting, she's asking for something simple like a creative assignment, getting a boyfriend, being popular, or even finding a dollar on the ground. Not a task where she has to watch over the eccentric characters from her fave anime, who happened to be shinigami who can kill her in one slice. Unfortunately that girl is me. On the bright side, I wasn't alone.
~BLEACH~
The darkness outside can't hide the dark figure outside of her window, waiting and watching the unsuspecting sleeping form of Kokoro Kazami. She tosses yet another inch of covers off of her body sending her soul's strange scent in the air. Hollows nearby stir, but don't dare to take a step. The figure shifts his lean body and spares a glance to the horizon beyond the cream colored house.
"Something's happening." He sighs into the night.
The alarm clock blares into the ears of a sleeping form. She sits up quickly and slaps the alarm while grumbling. Her body is clothed with a blue t-shirt and shorts sleepwear. Her sleepy, brown eyes glazed over; the head decorated with hurricane hair. Her dark skinned body slowly leaned back onto her bed. A satisfied smile plays on her lips. I hope I set the alarm... She thinks as her mind drifts into sleep.
The raven haired figure enters Kokoro' s room and glances around. He remembers how she cleaned the night before with a feverish rush. Her blue comfy chair kept by the big bulky old tv. The green lamp, shut off for the night and the new flat screen TV showing Chicken Little while sitting on top of a square bookshelf. The green hamper lying next the rocking chair which faces the full-length mirror beside her stand of movies.
He wriggles his feet on a green rug and visibly relaxes. He could definitely see why she chose blue and green. Very soothing. The huge spots of green and blue on her wall, waver before his tired eyes as he leans to her voluptuous frame.
"Oi! You sure your school starts this late?" A VERY unfamiliar voice mutters in her ear.
The girl's eyes fly open to see a guy with black hair. After the dreamy haze in her eyes wore away she sees he has black lines on his face and a 69 tattood on his face. His black eyes stare questioningly into hers. She grabs the railing on her bed and quickly hoists herself backwards in surprise. She glances around him and sees her blue and green themed room. Every single thing was normal, so why the hell is a cute stranger in here?…. Did he steal my Ipod?
"Who are you?!" She chokes out while clutching the railing for support.
He stares at her awkward frame. The really strange way she has her mouth facing the wall with her eyes trained on him.
"Why are you positioned like that?" He questions her, a small smile playing on his handsome features.
Because I have TERRIBLE morning breath. "Um. I didn't want you to smell my morning breath...wait- don't avoid my question!" She commands with her head still facing the wall.
"Well, brush your teeth and get ready. Then I'll tell you." He replies while standing and leaving the room.
She follows him with a look of disbelief until he shuts the door gently. The click of the door snaps her out of her spell.
"I'm losing it...I swear I'm losing it." She mutters while picking out her clothes.
Shirt after shirt and outfit after outfit, she finally finds a suitable thing to wear. She glances at the clock and dashes to the bus with no goodbyes. No one was with her in the house today. Unless you count hallucinations.
The bus lurches into motion, causing strange groans to vibrate inside. God, they need to upgrade these buses. She thinks as she sighs. With a smile she smells minty breath instead of the nightmare from this morning. Her thoughts ran back to the older guy in her room.
"If my mom was there...she would kill him, then me and personally bury us six feet under." She mutters under her breath while unraveling her ear phones.
"Its a good thing she wasn't there then." A male voice agrees.
She jumps and stares at the guy beside her. His black hair frames his serious expression. It is the guy from this morning. Her heartbeat sky-rockets and one of her famous expressions of surprise washes over her face. Quickly, she stops staring and fixes her gaze out the window. After a minute, she glances beside her and he is gone. The guy across from her seat, gives her a funny look. It's not how it looks... she silently pleas while giving him an awkward smile.
She pulls out her phone and texts her mom.
To: Mommy
From: Kokoro
I thnk I'm going crazy
From: Mommy
To: Kokoro
Ur silly. School hasn't even started yet.
To: Mommy
From: Kokoro
I'm not talkin bout that lol. I'm seeing things, I shouldn't.
From: Mommy
To: Kokoro
Like paper, other children and a school bus? Oh, the horror. Makes me cringe inside. I have a meeting txt me later OK?
Her eyebrow twitches in irritation and she glares out the window. Where that guy from this morning is running beside the bus. Well, more like stepping, dissapearing, then reappearing further ahead. She gives a high squeak of surprise. Then, stares open-mouthed at this spectacle and blinks.
She peers at the other people on the bus, not one person looks like they have seen anything weird. Unless a madman running at like fifty miles an hour is their definition of normal. Oh god, I did lose it. I lost it and I might not get it back. Shit. I won't tell anyone, straight jackets are horrible. Not that I would know personally... Gah! I'll ignore it. No one shall know.
She stares at the sword at his side and the black outfit whip in the wind behind him. His dark eyes searching for something. She could see each muscle ripple and the sweat fly off of him. A small smile creeps to her lips in spite of her. Or I could enjoy the view silently. He looks at her in horror and speeds toward her. Her eyebrows knit together and she looks beside her.
A black creature with a grotesque white mask opens its mouth wide open a foot away from her.
"Your soul! Give it to me!" It growls while slithering closer.
A scream rises in her throat while she threw herself onto the window. The foul breath of death washes over her and she clutches her chest. An asthma attack is on it's way. A big hand covers her mouth and slices the creature in front of her. It disappears in black curling smoke as he holds her shaking frame.
God how did I get myself into this She thinks as she closes her eyes.
So that was chapter One! Wooh! Please Review and give constructive criticism or just a nice compliment if you please and don't forget to bug CursedCupid!
