Piri let out a quiet breath of relief as she stepped out of the loud, over-crowded night club that resided near her apartment, despite the fact it was a large and very popular club, Piri found herself unimpressed by it.
It was dark inside with bright flashing lights, the floors were a mess, the music left her head pounding in an undesirable way, she hated the way she had been groped each time she tried to move and worst of all, the alcohol sucked balls.
"Maybe it's about time I went home…" The soft whisper left her lips, fading away into the night while she ran her fingers through her long, wild cherry red hair; her grey eyes darkening like the oncoming storm clouds, Piri was annoyed that she had wasted so much time in that miserable place.
As she moved to walk back home; a quiet noise of what seemed to be pain caught her attention, leading her to walk in the opposite direction; straight into a dark, wet alley way that reeked of only god knows what, though Piri had a good guess on a few of those smells.
"Hello…?" She whispered softly, hesitant as she neared the source of the groans; she could still turn back and go home, she knew that she still had that chance, that opportunity…but she couldn't bring herself to do it lest she saw it on the news the next day, she would never be able to look anyone in the eyes again, least of all, look at her own reflection.
"Oh my god…" Piri froze as she stepped into a small puddle of blood; the only way she was able to figure out it was blood was because there was a man laying behind a couple of trash cans and despite how dark it was, there was a thin stream of light that came from a nearby street light, showing her that the liquid on the ground was indeed oozing from the poor man's battered body.
"Excuse me…" She murmured, taking a hesitant step forwads, her body trembling as she touched his shoulder with the tips of her fingers; a surprised and terrified gasp leaving her lips as she was yanked onto the ground with the man; his light blue eyes like glaciers while he glared into her eyes, his grip growing painful on her wrist with each passing second, not that he seemed to care.
"…Who…?" The man managed to mutter, staring into her eyes while she bit into her lip, willing herself not to scream out for help; for some strange, bizzare reason, Piri got the feeling that this man shouldn't be seen by people.
"I…that doesn't matter…what happened to you?" She questioned, lowering her gaze to his body; his shirt was badly torn and many wounds covered him, gashes, grazes and even bruises were showing so easily, despite the poor lighting in the alley way.
"Ulquiorra…" The name left his lips as his grip grew slack and his eyes slid shut; just as Piri was about to panic, she realised that he had simply fallen unconscious, probably from a loss of blood.
"Ulquiorra…?" She whispered, the name sounding foreign to her tongue; though at the same time, she found that the name sent a spark of fear through her body, she wasn't sure why it happened but she was sure that he wasn't a friend to the bloody and beaten man that lay in front of her, instead, she suspected that man named Ulquiorra had been the one to do this to the man.
"How do I even get myself into these messes?" Piri whispered to herself, slowly standing up before taking her shoes off, struggling to ignore the feeling of his blood on her feet.
If Piri was going to be carrying the man home then she was going to have to be barefoot, even if it hurt; she knew her limits and she knew that if she could barely walk in her heels on her own then there was no way in hellshe'd be able to walk in them with another person's body weight added to her own, not to mention the fact she still had to figure out how she was going to carry him, she wasn't exactly super woman and the man appeared to be tall and heavy.
"He had better be thankful…and he'd better apologise for grabbing me like that…" She muttered softly, speaking to herself as she lifted the man off the ground, somehow managing to get him over her shoulder awkwardly, causing her to lose her balance and almost fall; luckily, however, she managed to regain what little balance she had left, steadying herself before walking to the end of the alley way, glancing around to make sure no one was in the well-lit streets.
Piri didn't even want to consider what would happen if she was to be caught with a heavily bleeding man, even if she was just trying to help him; to her it felt like it would be more effort than it's worth, besides, a few years back, Piri used to be a nurse, this man wasn't going to die so long as she could get him to her home safely and if things did go bad, she could call her friend; he was almost magic with the way he saved people who looked like they weren't going to make it.
Her footsteps were heavier than normal and the pavement seemed to be covered in sharp objects; it seemed like today just wasn't her day.
A yelp of pain left her lips as she stood on a large piece of glass that had come from a long ago broken bottle; the piece lodging itself into her foot, making her cast a glance at the injured man, oh how she wished she could just drop the injured man and get the glass out, but she knew, she had to take care of him first, he needed her help and she was more than happy to give it to him.