Disorientation

Prologue

A girl lay on the stone, cold floor. Blood slowly poured from her side, she lay, silently. Her breathing the only movement in the ally. Her eyes were open and staring at the body infront of her. She shuffled using her arms, wincing as the pain screamed at her to stay still. Looking upon the owner of the body she held the head close to her chest and softly cried into their shoulder, in mourning.

Chapter One

The Grief of Death

Ichigo's eyes snapped open and she slowly peered around what she could see of her room. She turned on her back and squinted her eyes at the ilumination the shining sun caused, beaming through her curtains. She eyed the scenery and stared blankly into nothing, then her eyes shifted to her clock. It read 9:47.

She would have to be at the cafe to work soon...but frankly, she didn't care. Turning over to her side and to face the wall once more, she closed her eyes only to have her mind filled with the previous night. She opened them slowly, feeling tears spring out, she attempted to wipe them away only to feel the streaked stain on her face. She breathed a heavy sigh and lay there...the only moment coming from her chest, slowly rising and falling.

Ryou grumbled, he didn't even bother to look at the clock this time, he knew she was late. Later than usual actually...perhaps she forgot to change the batteries in her alarm clock or ran into Masaya.

"Pfft..." he didn't see how she saw anything in him, the whole 'I was born to protect you' scheme seemed a bit too far fetched for him.

He looked up as he saw the door open, a small red head walked in. "About time, you're later than usual. I'll have to..." but he lost his train of thought, something was wrong. Her eyes didn't have their usual sparkle, her face wasn't colourful and blooming. Her hair was loose and although it probably didn't matter as much, she wore no jacket, no accesories and wasn't chattering on about her recent date with Masaya. Could he possibly have dumped her?

"Ichigo...are you alr-"

"I am fine, Shirogane-san."

He frowned, her voice was as cold as winter and pierced like a dagger as easily as you would split cotton wool in half. She walked slowly into the changing rooms and closed the door with a small click.

A shadow cast upon her and she felt as if a cold stream, trickled down her body. She started breathing faster and faster in fear and shut her eyes but it was no use, she saw the image of that night...she sank to her knees and covered her head in her hands.

"GO AWAY LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Ok, ok...sorry for trying to say hi..."

Ichigo opened her eyes, not moving any other part of her body, still in fear. She swallowed and waited for the being to speak again.

"Eh...Ichigo...I know you're a cat and all but don't you're taking it a -little- bit too far?"

She drew a sigh of relief. It was just Mint. Standing up and wiping her hands on her trousers she walked outside without a word.

"She's growing ruder by the second..."

"Ichigo-onee-chan! You're not wearing you're uniform, na no da."

Ignoring the little monkey girl, she took a broom and began sweeping the same spot.

"Onee-chan..."

"Leave me be, Pudding."

The little girl's eyes welled with tears, Ichigo had never spoken so cruelly to her. Not since she wanted to know how to get cat ears...even now it was colder than before. She sounded worst than zakuro when she was mad.

"Yo. What are you doing out of uniform."

"Does it really matter?"

"Yes."

"Tough."

"Hey! Don't speak to me like that or-"

"You'll do what?" she glowered at him, her head still but her eyes moved, casting a screamish shadow. "Lower my pay, flick my nose, fire me, move me off the team? If you want to destroy my life you have no need. It's close enough thankyou."

Ryou was stunned, he had never...-never- seen the baka strawberry act like this before, nor had she imagined she would. "Ichigo, can you get me some tea?" Mint asked, still in her daily routine, deciding to ignore Ichigo's previous behaviour.

"Of course, Mint. I have nothing better to do than be your slave. Why, I should polish your shoes, and allow you to use me as a carpet."

Mint widened her eyes, she may as well have been slapped in the face with a wet fish.

"Ichigo...I never said-"

"But you implied it." she shot a glare in her direction and it stung.

"Strawberry what is wrong with you?" Ryou asked.

"My name is Ichigo. Not Strawberry not Cat nor is it Kitten." Her fist shook as she struggled to say the last part.

"My moth...my mother gave me the name Ichigo...and that is what my name is." she swallowed and put her broom to the side. She opened the door and ran down the street, not caring where her feet took her, but she knew where it was leading her...she looked up from her feet and choked, to see the ally.

Her mothers blood still on the floor.

Kon-itchiwa! I hope you enjoy this story, I am ill at the moment, it doesn't seem to want to go away! Whilst I was sleeping, I thought of this idea it sort of strayed from a book of a man being devasted by a shock into Ichigo...don't worry I haven't nabbed any idea from it at all...my mind just wanders, hey what can I do? I'm a piscis, we fish love to dream! I know this chapter is short and the A/N is probably longer than the thing itself but my left wrist is really hurting so I can't type very well. It hurts. Anyway...in the immortal words of...something or other!

REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW GO GO GO D And to be evil...I will only write the next chapter if I have 5/10 reviews. Depends if the idea comes to me sooner or not. But if I haven't gotten at least 5 and I've already written it..I shan't post! BWHAHAH! See not much to do when you're ill than read...and what makes me better is REVIEWS! SO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO D