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It seems as though this story is completely less popular than my other story, 'Our Academy Days.'
Chapter Two
{{ ESCORPION }}
Lying in my bed, my mind wandered from here to there, which happened every so often because of Calida. In our little 'group,' Blanco was the responsible, serious one who didn't know how to have any fun anymore. Calida was the totally random one, who acted like a little child, and yet was very observant. Me, I was the bookworm, who always argued with Calida.
We were all complete opposites, and I have no idea how we can stand each other for days (or nights, since there is no sun...) without killing each other. I guess it's because of Aizen-sama. Calida had dubbed Aizen-sama as 'God-Complex Person.'
Yeah, sometimes she's great and awesome and creative with nicknames, and sometimes, her brain goes on 10% for them.
You know, sometimes, I wished that I was still an Espada. Things were so much better back then, even if I had to deal with that Thunderwitch that Blanco called a 'friend.'
The Espada now...let's just say, if they were an Espada when I was, we all wouldn't last a day.
The Primera Espada, Coyote Starrk and Lilynette Gingerback, were the most polar opposites I have ever known. He sleeps his ass off every single day, and she's energetic and springy and kicks his ass off everyday. (That's why I said he sleeps his ass off.)
The Segunda Espada, Barragan Luisenbarn, is an old fart. Seriously. All he cares about is power. Power, power, power.
The Tercera Espada, Tia Harribel? I just plain don't like her. She's a lot like the previous Tercera Espada, Nelliel, except Harribel's just flowing with creative quotes. Seriously, if I didn't know any better, I'd say she was one of those monk type persons.
The Cuarta Espada, Ulquiorra Cifer, is too emotionless and quiet. Much too quiet. You know what they say, it's always the quiet ones who are planning something.
Basically, the list could just go on and on, but they'll all end in the same result; I hate them all. Not that I liked the previous Espada. I did hate them; but just some of them.
I sighed, before getting up from my bed and going out the door. I wanted to stretch out my legs, and Huneco Mundo had plenty of space for that. It's just a big space of sand with a white building smack down right in the middle of it.
After a little while, I started to get bored and decided to see if Blanco needed help to train or something.
Now, all I needed to do was get to her rooms and see if I could catch her before she left.
"Hey, Blanco, are you going to go train or something?" I asked, my eyes landing on the white haired ex-Espada. When I saw her raise an eyebrow, I told her bluntly, "I'm bored and need something to do."
"Why don't you ask Calida?" she asked, eyes bored. But then again, her eyes are always bored...
"You're seriously going to ask me that?" I asked her with a dead panned face.
"...Good point." Blanco said as she got up from her bed. "I'm going to train. Let's spar. It's better than having nothing to do."
"Good!" I beamed before scowling at her. "Don't unleash your zanpakuto. If you do, I won't spar with you then."
She shot me a dirty look before scoffing. "I said that we're just going to spar, idiot, not battle."
I scowled. "I'm not an idiot. Let's just 'spar.'"
This will be my first time writing a fight scene. Please be prepared for an amatuer writing her first battle scene.
Sweat rolled down my face, but I barely paid any attention to it since I was too busy dodging a swing from Blanco's sword. I huffed before going to attack her again. She dodged and swung her arm around to bring her sword at my stomach. I jumped, landing a few feet away.
We stood facing each other, sweat rolling down our faces, swords aimed ready. We had been going at this for almost two hours already. I used sonido to get behind her and almost got her before she dodged out of the way.
She disappeared for a moment and appeared above me, her sword raised above her head. I sonidoed out of the way and her sword crashed down at the ground, making the sand fly everywhere.
I wiped the sweat away from my eyes, grinning and standing up straight. "All right, let's call it quits. I'm dead tired right now."
Blanco sheathed her sword back and said, "Not bad, Alatea. All you have to do is be more quicker."
I scoffed. "Come on! Back when we were still Espadas, you were three ranks above me!"
Blanco appeared before me suddenly, and bopped her fist on my forehead. "That was back then, idiot. Right now, we have all the time we have to get stronger. Idiot."
I scowled. "What's with you and calling people-especially me-idiots?"
Blanco just rolled her eyes and walked away, muttering things under her breath.
Of the three of us, Blanco is the strongest one. She wasn't the Primera Espada though. In fact, she was the Segunda Espada. That is, until the old fart had taken her place. I was the Quinta Espada and Calida was the Septima Espada.
Meh. Who knew that I'd miss being Quinta so much?
