To Return

Have you ever been thrown in a different place before? I have, and I sure was shocked about it. Heck, I wondered many times how I ended up there...or how to get back. See, I'll tell you everything that happened to me.

I had just finished the first day of my part-time job. I was in the last year of highschool too. I was a pretty well-known person in school. Technically, I was the class clown, and I had a good bunch of friends. Nah, I kid, I got half of the school!

"Ugh," I groaned as I came from work. My feet were killing me, for standing so long. I'll have to bribe my cousin into massaging them for me. At least being a waitress at a café isn't so bad, I get free coffee!

As I walked into my modern home, I found my cousin, Ken, stuffing his face with shrimp. His feet, covered in his smelly socks, were on the low coffee table. He was slouched in the nice, soft and comfy white couch. Crumbs littered the floor and sofa, and there was tissue paper along the hardwood floor.

I inhaled deeply.

"KEN! GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP AND CLEAN THIS MESS!" I yelled at him, and he jumped and choked on his shrimp. I huffed and stomped to my room, ignoring Ken's grumbling. Throwing on my orange and yellow striped tights and white tee-shirt, I bounded down the stairs.

Even though I may act like a total, one hundred percent girl, I have a secret. I love, and always will love, manga. I read the thing almost everyday! As I grabbed one of my favorites I bounced next to Ken on the now clean couch. I happily flipped through the pages of the manga, named Bleach.

Next to me, Ken snorted at my choice of litterature. I rolled my eyes as he shifted and let a soft 'heh' when he glanced at my book. I finally had to glare at him when he continued to snicker quietly.

"What?" I snapped at him, and he turned his green irises to my irritated brown ones.

"Nothin'," He shrugged, amusement on his face. I stuck my tongue out at him and shoved him, and then went back to reading.

"You should be studying than reading that stuff you know," Came a voice, a stupid, idiotic voice that was my cousin. I whipped my head to him, my pony-tail following with the movement.

"Oh, and I'm the one who spends time reading Batman comics in his room, hmm?" I asked mockingly, and Ken sputtered angrily.

"Shuddup Ran. And it's Aquaman, stupid." He jutted his chin out, folding his arms and sneering at me. I raised my arms and bonked him on the head with my precious, precious manga.

"Ow!" He exclaimed, and I smirked in triumph. As Ken glared at me, he shoved me off the couch, and I landed on my butt. As I shrieked in pain, and my cousin continued to laugh and point.

"Why you...!" And I launched.

"Get off!"

"You...!"

Clonk!

Slap!

Crash!

"Arrgh!" I snarled as I tugged on my cousin's curly black hair. We fought everyday, as it represents our sibling love. Ken reached out and pinched my arm, and I howled in pain. In response, I kicked him in his side.

We would have kept fighting, if the electricity wasn't taken. Ken and I stopped our cat fight, surrounded with complete darkness. I sighed, sitting up and looking in the black.

As I padded in the kitchen to get the flashlight, I tripped over something and fell over. I was right next to the counter at the time, which is made with solid marble, and hit my head hard on the corner. I failed to catch my footing, and I fell with a series of loud crashing.

When I awoke, I was seeing swirls and stars. I was looking up at the plain blue sky and_

Wait! Plain blue sky? I quickly sat up and I layed in the middle of a road. I scrambled to the sidewalk, eyes wide in shock.

"Wha...h-how..w-where..?" I mumbled, looking around me. I saw rows of houses, but I couldn't see our little yellow house that Ken and I lived in. As I shakily stood up, I turned around.

And I gasped in shock.

There, written as plain as day in white and on a blue sign, said Kurosaki Clinic.

At first, I thought this was a joke, that I was dreaming. After all, I did hit my head pretty hard on the counter. Stupid counter, and Ken must be dipping my hand in warm water and drawing fake mustaches on my face. He must be taking pictures and putting it on facebook. He probably couldn't care less that I could have a massive concussion!

I scowled as I thought of my idiot cousin. I glanced at the innocent house in front of me, and stared at it for a long time. You all must be thinking it would have been awesome to be in my place.

You think if I just rushed in there, made up one of Rukia's excuses and Isshin would let me stay? Ha! Hilarious, but no, that never happens. It may in other stories, but with me, life ain't so sweet.

As I continued to glare and not care I was standing in front of a famous, super-mega awesome shinigami's house, a bike ran over me.

The series of bumps and shrieks and the stupid ding rang in the streets. I felt more pain shoot through my body, and I was about to seriously injure this person for running their stupid bike over me. I mean, running a bike over an innocent girl?! How wrong is that!

"Arg," Came the pathetic sound that passed through my lips. As I raised my head painfully to look at the clearly blind person, I was looking at the face of Mizuiro Kojima.

"Oh, I'm sorry," He said in a not-so-sorry voice. I never really knew much about Mizuiro in Bleach, except that he's one of Ichigo's friends. As I sat up and glared at the pixie haired boy, he stretched his hand to help me up. I saw him look me up and give me a strange look.

Why was he...oh. Right.

I was standing in the middle of the sidewalk staring at Ichigo's house in nothing but colorful tights and a tee-shirt. Plus, I was barefoot. Mizuiro had every right to give me strange looks.

"Uh, are you lost?" He asked tentatively, rubbing the back of his head. I froze, my eyes getting shifty. Crap! Nice Ran, get run over a bike and not even coming up with a good excuse as to why your standing on the street like a hobo.

"No, I'm not." I said, raising my finger and nodding my head. Mizuiro continued to stare at me. What to do...

Oh, ding ding ding! I got it!

"I'm here to...get a check up!" Nice, good one Ran. I am one smart cookie. Mizuiro seemed convinced, so he parked his bike and I followed him inside.

I was in for one hell of an adventure.

And there it is! First chapter of To Return (corny title right?) Ahem, now you've met miss Ran here. You've met Ken, her idiotic cousin who is a fan of Batman!

Ren: It's AQUAMAN!

Yeah yeah. So, get ready for the ride of your life! And remember folks, this isn't some get-bankai-in-first-chapter kind of story, and Ran isn't a Mary-Sue. She's a ditz, and a complete klutz, and she doesn't have super powers at all. Well, not yet, I think. Soo, this is pretty much a random fic. My love for Bleach forced me to write this! It won't be a love story, but hey, there will be some casual flirting here and there *wink wink*

I've always wanted to write a bleach fanfic, but didn't have the confidence to do so.

So, to boost my confidence a bit, think you guys can spare me some reviews? One? Something?

REVIEW!

Love, Chuuci