You're awfully small to be so hugely irritating. – Stephanie Meyer
Wide, large green eyes glared at her from atop a pair of broad shoulders belonging to a boy that the girl had grown up with. The girl attempted to ignore the hateful look but was finding it difficult; they were traveling down a narrow corridor with nothing particularly interesting to look at. The girl settled on staring blankly into her friend's back.
She was being punished; she was in hell, that's the only explanation she could come up with for being stuck in this labyrinth-like prison wandering the halls with her long-time friend, Ichigo Kurosaki and one small child – if one could even call her that.
"!"
The girl liked to think of her as a demon, her own personal one in this hell.
"Nel, you have to be quite," Ichigo snapped. He looked around nervously, as if the child's cries had drawn unwanted attention to their location. "We are deep in enemy territory."
"And your loud cries will only attract them to us," the older girl added. She only just controlled her temper when Nel stuck her tongue out at her. However, she was too slow to call back her hand as it gripped the zanpakuto secured at her waist. The gesture, unfortunately, was not missed by the child.
"WAHHHH! ICHIGO SHE'S GOING TO KILL ME!"
"Nel, Nel, calm down!" Ichigo demanded, his voice muffled by the girl's body pressed to his face. He pulled uselessly at the girl's cloak. He turned to his friend for help. She sighed loudly.
"I'm not going to kill you," she said begrudgingly.
The green haired child cautiously peeked up to look at the dark haired girl. "You promise?"
The girl swallowed the lump lodged within her throat and gathered all her strength to look the small child in the eye. Fighting down the fire bubbling in the pit of stomach she conjured up the words to ease the "frightened" girl.
"I prom-,"
A loud roar bounced off the narrow corridor walls, alerting the three of some unwanted company. The girl had just enough to time to shoot the small Arrancar a glaring look before turning to face the new enemy.
"I told you not to play the hero, Ichigo. That little brat has brought us nothing but trouble!" She spared her two companions a smirk before preparing her weapon. "Run along, I'll catch up. This won't take too long."
"Masuyo –," Ichigo tried to protest but was swiftly cut off by the fierce look of his friend. He begrudgingly nodded his head in defeat and turned to continue on.
The enemy moved to stop him but Masuyo was quick to stand in his way. "Your fight is with me, Arrancar! Pierce the skin and draw blood, Azami Hana!"