So this is my first bleach fanfic, and the story takes place from 114- _, and so... yeah. Well, anway, R&R, and enjoy the story!
An alarm clock rang loud and clear in her ear. Alex moaned.
The eternal torture called school on monday morning. She had to wear those skimpy, sexual outfits created for the perverted teachers. And deal the annyoing kids that Alex just really wanted to torch.
But she got up, after her mother shook her awake, and dragged her out of bed, that is. Alex put on the button down shirt, the little bow tie, her colored contacts, and the tiny, tiny skirt. With a grimance, she pulled up the knee high socks, the painfully tight, unbroken in shoes. As she walked down stairs, her mother gasped in shock.
"No! I will not let you go to school like that!" She shouted in anger, and Alex was dragged back upstairs. "Mom, let me go!" The school bus only waited for five minutes. And it was starting to pull away.
Her mother sat her down at the vanity table, and started to comb her hair backward, and in a whirl, Scout's dark hair was pulled into two pigtails. Alex was speechless at the horror of her reflection.
"Oh, the school bus is leaving!" She cried, and Alex was ushered out the door. She grabbed her bag on the way out, and was already running after the school bus that was pulling away.
"Perfect, no breakfast, no sleep, and a worse day already," Scout muttered as she chased after the school bus. As she was running, Alex was undoing her pigtails, and since her hair was so long, it wasn't an easy task.
The bus had four more blocks, and then eight more till the school. She lost the bus as soon as she rounded the corner, and stopped. "Damn shoes," Alex said angerly as she took off her shoes. Not to mention, anyone that she had pushed by had a fantastic view of her butt.
She could always take a short cut. Alex put her shoes in her bag, and pulled her hair back into a pony tail. Now, she could actually run.
Alex had to have physical contact with the ground to be able to accelerate. That meant, no leather shoes.
But Alex wanted to run anyway. It was one of the perks of being her. She took off, just a blur through the streets, leaving a trail of smoke and burned concrete. As she pushed past people, there was a group that blocked the pathway. Alex smirked, this was always the best part. She ran faster, and leaped toward the shortest one, a guy that was about four feet tall. She put her hands on his head, and flipped over him. She was gone in a flash, and Alex felt a chill run over her.
What the hell? Alex was never cold.
She glanced back, before skidding to a stop. She was at school.
Joy.
Taking her hair out of the pony tail, Alex bended over and flipped her long hair, and put on her shoes. Sometimes, she wished she didn't have to live in secracy. Alex hurried to homeroom, and walked into the doorway, to only be stopped by the busty, bright, and slightly annoying girl, Orihime.
"NOOOOOOO! What on earth happened?! Tell me right now!" The stalker of Orihime, Chizuru demanded, and Alex saw that she had a cast and a head bandage.
Flustered, Orihime gave a weak lie, "I, uh... tripped, and, uh... fell down the stairs."
"You expect me to believe you got those injuries by falling down the stairs?!" Chizuru cried out, and Alex didn't care what IQ points Orihime had, right now, she was acting like all she had up in her brain was air.
"Must've been some treaturous steps," Alex remarked as she walked past. Orihime's eyes widened and she nodded, "Uh- yeah!" She laughed nervously, and Alex took her seat in the back. She hated things like this anyway.
Homerooom was her first class, so it didn't matter if she just fell asleep here. Alex nodded off to sleep, and then when she distantly heard a door open, she bolted upright in surprise, and then fell down. The spiritual pressure...
It was immense.
Eyes were glued, however, to the visitors at the doorway, and they were an incredibly strange group.
A beautful, volumtuously curvy woman wearing the school uniform that already (on a normal person) left little to the imagination. Then there was a bald man, with red painted on the corner of his eyelids, and a wooden sword looped through his pants. A man with tattoos on his face, his red hair pulled back, and a sash tied across his forehead. Then there was another, with black hair, and ribons on his eyebrows and at the corner of one eye. He probably was the origin of the term 'pretty boy'. And in the center, was a spiky, white haired elementry looking kid, with pale turquiose eyes.
The group was staring at Ichigo, and Ichigo looked dumbfounded.
"Yo, what's going on Ichigo?"
"Renji- Toshiro- wait a minute, what are you guys doing here?!"
The small kid seemed vexed at him as he snapped, "That's Captain Hitsugaya to you."
"Yeah, fine, but I don't understand why you're here."
"Orders from above," 'Renji' answered, and continued. "Looks like there's a major storm brewing with the arancars. We were sent here to join forces with the subsitute soul reaper, and prepare for the battle."
So they're soul reapers...
"Arancar, what the hell's that?" Ichigo asked, and the group exchanged glances of disdain.
"What? You're not serious, are you? You mean you've been fighting these guys without having any idea who you were dealing with?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You dummy!" A voice exclaimed from the doorway, and Ichigo turned around. Well, Rukia was here.
"He's talking about those guys that beat you up the other day."
"Rukia," Ichigo murmered, and people began to whisper to one another.
"Whoa is that Rukia?" "Yeah, I think she just came in through the window." "Well, she hasn't been at school for a little while."
"Idiot, where ever she was, I'm sure that there were doors," Alex told them through her teeth, and she slunk back in her chair boredly, running an eye over everyone in front of her. She was evaluating them.
Rukia suddenly kicked Ichigo, and sent him flying backward. "What the hell was that for!?" He yelled, and Renji took ahold of his arms. Rukia slapped him, and Ichigo bellowed, "Hey!"
"It was for your pathetic face!" She yelled back, and hit him once more on the head, and unlike everybody else could see, Alex saw her drag Ichigo out of his body, and turn into a Soul Reaper. She dragged him out the window, and the body of Ichigo slumped, and appeared to be unconsious.
"I should'a figured this wouldn't be easy." The blond answered as she looked at Ichigo and Rukia scaling the city roof tops.
"That's Ichigo, he manages to make everything difficult," Renji muttered, and the bald one smirked.
"Well, you can't blame Rukia for giving him hell, that stupid look on his face."
"You thought he looked stupid?I don't know, I think he looked kinda helpless and cute."
"Have you ever seen a guy you didn't think was cute, Rangiku?"
"Who asked you, Yumichika? Why don't you mind your own buisness?" Rangiku shot back.
"What about Ikkaku? He said something too." Toshiro looked like he was getting more and more ticked every second that passed.
"Leave me out of this," Baldy, Ikkaku, told him, and Toshiro turned around angerly.
"This is ridiculous! All of you shut up!" He shouted, and the group quieted.
"What did those guys do to Ichigo?" "They knocked him unconscious..." "Or maybe they killed him!" "Whatever, all I know is that they don't look like anybody I want to mess with." "Look at him, do you see the tattooos all over the guys face with the red hair?"
Renji, the red haired one growled, and Ikkaku calmed him down, "Don't let it get to you Renji. It's just humans and their silly chatter."
"She doesn't look so scary..." "And he looks like an elementy student with silver hair..." "Eyebrow boy can't be too tough..." "And then, there's baldy."
Ikkaku turned around with a deadly look in his eye. "Well, whoever just called me baldy, step forward." He started to pull out his wooden sword, when Renji dropped Ichigo's body and smirked.
"Don't let it get you, Ikkaku, its just the humans silly chatter." Alex had had enough.
"Who are you guys?" Alex asked as she got up.
"So it was you," Ikkaku said with a fire in his eye, and attacked her. She simply hieghtened the heat around her, and Toshiro flinched. "That heat-,"
"Did it just get three hundred degrees in here?" Rangiku asked, fanning herself, and Alex knew that the soul reaper wasn't expecting a challenge as he attacked, so Alex kicked him on his knee, and he stumbled, before turning around.
"That's it."
"Bring it on Chrome Dome."
"Chrome Dome?" Ikkaku's eye twitched in anger.
"Are you deaf now?" Alex asked, heating up the place even more. Flames began to dance around Alex's feet, and Toshiro's eyes widened.
"Stand down, Ikkaku, that's an order."
"But Captain-," Ikkaku complained as he rushed forward to attack, and Toshiro stepped in front of them, putting a hand on Ikkaku's chest, freezing him, and a hand on Alex's arm.
He cursed as he quickly took his hand off of her arm. "Who are you?"
"Alex."
"Alex?" He asked, creating a cold spell that Alex repelled with her own heat. The class room was literly divided in temperature. One half was burning, the other, was freezing.
"Alex," She reassured him with a smirk, and he scowled at her.
"You're a Kassaioka?"
"You're the smart one aren't you?" Alex answered with a question, and Toshiro couldn't tell if she was lying, or just playing with him.
"Captain, what the hell is a Kassaioka?" Rangiku asked, and Alex never looked away from Toshiro's cold gaze.
"Someone who can take you down," Alex told them.