A/N: Falalalala~ Chapter two, updated! Unfortunately I had a major writer's block so this chapter won't be as good as the first one ._. It's kind of a let down because of all the school work and stuff, but I'll make up for it in the next chapter!! And yus, Hinamori is absolutely OOC, I did that on purpose xD Anyhoo, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Lizziielala does not own Bleach! Hm, I feel like Gloria Jeans.
"..Why are you crying? Did they bully you again?" Rukia asked, her chest heaving as she had chased off the nasty little girls who were picking on the child younger than them.
The pig-tailed girl sniffed and nodded as she buried her face inside her arms. The raven's hands were placed on her hips, her head tilted to the side; she bit her lip thinking.
"You really need to stand up for yourself Hinamori. This can't go on forever. I'm sick and tired watching you get bullied every time I come to school." She berated the weeping girl gently.
Hinamori didn't say anything, a sigh escaped from her friend's lips as she watched her sniffle pathetically. Then the smart brunette thought of something.
"Hey Hinamori," The girl rose her head, her eyes were red and swollen, Rukia gestured for her to stand up.
"..What is it?"
"Well you see-"
WHACK!
"Owwwwww!!" HinamoriShe rubbed the back of her head and tears started streaming down her cheeks. Rukia laughed.
"Grow some balls Hinamori! You are such a cry baby! You are not in freaking kinder garden anymore!"
"I'm so sorry that I'm such a cry baby! But you didn't have to hit me like that... If you only concerned about me out of pity then forget it! I don't need your sympathy!" Hinamori snapped obviously upset, she hit her back in return however she was weak and Rukia raised an eyebrow at the other female's attempt.
"That's much better. Hinamori, from now on you are going to hang around with me." Rukia said, slinging an arm around Hinamori's shoulders.
"Huh?" She wiped the tears from her cheeks and stared bewilderedly at her companion.
"My name is Kuchiki Rukia, nice to meet you!"
WHACK!
"Owww! Do you have a whacking problem or something!?" She was now catching on to the girl's joke. Hinamori imitated Rukia and introduced herself as well.
"Well, my name is Hinamori Momo, nice to meet you too!'
WHACK!
"Good. With me by your side, you won't get picked on ever again!"
The two girls grinned at each other and Rukia whacked Hinamori on the side of her arm before running off, leaving her to run and catch up to her.
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Hinamori Momo walked back to the inn, her mind clouded with irritation, she dragged her heavy feet along, and it felt like she had rocks for feet. The wet uncomfortable sensation of the now cold and sticky coffee that had spilled on her kimono annoyed her every time she took another step. Pedestrians gave her looks of curiosity and many had laughter in their eyes. The coffee dripped onto the concrete path behind her, leaving a trace and ceased eventually when she walked closer to the Inn in the distance. She could see it now; a raven-haired Inn worker was sweeping the withered leaves away from the main entrance. It was none other than Rukia.
"..Sugar!! Why did I come back here for?" Hinamori slapped her forehead cynically. She was planning to go and have fun after she ran out of the Inn. And five minutes later, instead of being out enjoying herself, she had somehow ended back at the Inn, covered in coffee and looking like a dog who returned with its tail between its legs in defeat. So thanks to the arrogant prick back at the market place, she can no longer escape the horrible punishment from Yoshiko. Seriously, how can you have fun when you are in a mess?
"Oh who cares about my freaking kimono… it'll dry off soon anyways. It's either now, or never!" Hinamori bit her lip and making her final decision, she spun around on her heel, her back facing the Inn. She was about to walk away until…
"..HINAMORI!! IS THAT YOU? OH YOU'RE BACK!!"
She abused her forehead again with a slap of disbelief. Now Yoshiko will definitely know she was back.
Rukia dropped her broom and it clattered to the floor, she ran towards her, the bat wing sleeve of her kimono flapping wildly in the air. Taken aback, she turned around to face her and stepped back abruptly as to not be run over by the raven haired female.
"What happened to your kimono!?"
"Sure sure, you worry about what happened to my kimono but not me? Well it's obvious that it's coffee, the smell gives away the answer." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest.
"I didn't expect you to answer that, it was a rhetorical question." Rukia chuckled softly, pulling a loose thread from the shoulder of her companion's kimono.
Hinamori quirked an eyebrow at her friend and smiled kindly.
"Anyway, Yoshiko-san is out right now... It's good that you're back. She said she was going out but I bet she went to hunt you down… Besides who'd bring ropes while running for errands anyway? But first thing is first, you need to get changed before she comes back or else…"
"I know I know." Hinamori cut her off as she waved her hand lazily at Rukia in reassurance.
Together they walked into the inn and Rukia picked up the discarded broom and closed the door behind them, in far distance the sound of running footsteps could be heard. Hinamori kicked her sandals off and let her hair down, taking the ornaments out of her bun.
"Oh my gosh! What happened to you?" Orihime clapped a hand over her gaping mouth in horror, looking at the messy state of her dear friend.
"I went to have a dip in the chocolate factory." Knowing Orihime, she'd believe anything that Hinamori said. Especially fantasy things, this girl had a huge imagination.
"REALLY? Why didn't you take me? You are so stingy!" The bubbly inn worker shook her fist at her messy friend and complained some more.
"Yeah, yeah..." Hinamori's voice was flat, Rukia glanced at the female and noted her flat tone and unamused expression.
"Hinamori" The brunette tapped her shoulder.
"Huh?" She turned to face Rukia when…
WHACK!
"OW! What the hell was that for!?' She rubbed the back of her head and shot a glare at her friend.
"I don't know. Aren't you going to hit me back?" Rukia tested her. This was their inside joke, when one hit another they are meant to hit them back. It was their thing since they've met.
Hinamori's eyes drooped and she turned to walk up the stairs, Rukia's brows rose in surprise.
"I want to go to chocolate factory too! I want to go, I want to go~!!" Orihime's fists were still shaking and she was whining like a child.
"Inoue we need to get this cleaned before Yoshiko-san gets back. There's no time for whining." Rukia signalled Hinamori to go upstairs to her room and get changed.
"..Here you go, here's your spare kimono!" Mashiro popped out of nowhere and she handed her the folded clothing with a cheerful smile on her lips. Hinamori stopped and turned to the green haired girl.
"Thanks." She sighed heavily and began to walk up the narrow stairs to where her room waited for her.
As soon as the three girls heard the door to her room shut with an audible click, Mashiro, Orihime and Rukia huddled up together at the foot of the stairs.
"Ne, so what really happened?" Orihime asked, worried for her normally content friend.
"Whoa I thought you were gullible enough to believe Hinamori's sarcasm." Rukia teased light-heartedly; Orihime puffed her cheeks out and was offended at her statement.
"What did she tell you?" Mashiro questioned Rukia.
"She didn't really tell me anything. I bet something happened though. Knowing Hinamori, she wouldn't go to coffee shop randomly and spill coffee onto herself. Most importantly, she doesn't even drink coffee!"
"True." Both of them nodded in unison.
"So why did you hit Hinamori again?" Mashiro asked in curiosity as she tugged playfully on Orihime's hair.
"It's usually our inside joke. When I hit her, she hits me back with a smile. But she didn't this time... She's making me worried." Rukia sighed in anxiety.
The three of them quietened as they delved into their thoughts. Rukia leaned against the stair case, Orihime sat on the narrow stair and Mashiro leaned against her knees. The three females allowed their gaze to settle on the ceiling above them, where Hinamori's room was directly above.
Dear Diary,
Oh, what a day. What should I start it off with?
The old widow scolded me again this morning for my laziness and how slack I was.
I rebelled against Yoshiko as usual and my punishment was very harsh; oh hell.
Rukia recorded in her little notebook (where she writes down how long the manager scolds me for) and it seems like I'm getting better and better each time. Two hours thirty five minutes and twenty seconds, what a record! After the scolding I ran from the Inn, I wasn't planning to come back till noon until...
Hinamori's grip on the pen tightened as the image of the white haired man reappeared in her mind. Her vein popped in irritation.
…That arrogant bastard spoiled my fun and spilled coffee on me! Grrr! He could have at least apologised... Instead he asked me whether I knew the price of his bloody shirt! What a narcissistic prick! I can't believe I feel so angry over this little incident!
The fuming maiden paused and stood up, she sighed and sat on the window pane, gazing at the clearing sky, this was a habit of hers.
"...Who was he?"
Words spilled from her lips, before it registered in her head. She couldn't stop thinking about him. His intense teal eyes never left her mind, he had such unique facade. His whole appearance was stunning; could a man like that really exist? It was only a short while but Hinamori felt like she was mesmerised by the gentleman earlier. Her hand made contact with her forehead and she blinked and shook her head, breaking her train of thought.
"I better get going." She whispered to herself, standing up slowly.
She closed the curtains and hid her journal underneath the cushion where it stayed, when she wasn't writing in it and went down the stairs. It was time for lunch.
"..Maybe it's you know." Murmurs and broken sentences could be heard from the dining room. Hinamori stopped and curiously tip toed to the dining room door, her ears pressed against the sliding doors.
"..Nah, I've known Hinamori since primary. It can't be that." She was one hundred percent sure that this was Rukia's voice.
"...I think she's taking drugs!"
…Drugs? Inoue, what are you trying to imply? She thought, with an inaudible sigh.
"No no Orihime maybe it's that! You know..." Mashiro's voice rose higher as she tried to grasp the right words to use.
The curious brunette leaned closer to the door so that she could hear more of their whisperings until someone tapped her on the shoulder. The sudden contact caught her off guard and Hinamori cried out, frightened.
"AHHHHHHHH!!" She jumped up and whirled around.
The three girls stopped talking immediately, she sighed in relief when she saw that it was Nanao, the girl was holding her lunch and looked at Hinamori, concerned at her unusual behaviour.
"My god, you scared the hell out of me!" She clutched her chest and panted, the sliding doors slid open and the eavesdropper bit her lip.
"..Hinamori! Nanao!" Rukia's brows rose in astonishment, her tone of voice squeaked when she said her name. Hinamori coughed, pretending that she didn't hear anything.
"I-I'm hungry. What's for lunch?" She walked passed both Rukia and Nanao into the dining room, she opened the fridge to see what was offered and got some rice from the rice cooker.
"There's some grilled fish and miso soup if you'd like!" Orihime chirped as she danced around the kitchen blissfully.
Hinamori grabbed a tray and put her selection of food on it and carried it to the dining table, where Mashiro and Orihime were already seated, starting their lunch.
Nanao and Rukia soon joined and the girls ate their food in peace. Until Rukia broke the comfortable silence, "So, Hinamori, what's up with you today?"
She asked concerned at her friends strange behaviour, as she placed her chop sticks down and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.
"...Huh?" Hinamori tapped the chop sticks against her lips in thought.
"Momo-chan, you are acting weird today. Do you feel sick?" Orihime joined in, watching her intently.
"What-what do you mean? I'm fine, really." She picked up her bowl of miso soup and took a sip; the girl's eyes were locked on to her. Hinamori was becoming uncomfortable under their steady, concerned gazes.
"What!?" She snapped, putting her bowl down onto the table.
"Now I get it…" Rukia's said, her eyes shining in triumph.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!! Tell us Rukia, tell us!" Mashiro and Orihime craned their necks in excitement trying to get the attention of the raven haired girl. Hinamori quirked her eyebrow and ignored the strange antics of her companions, she continued to sip at her miso soup.
"..Hinamori is in LOVE!" Rukia said it dramatically, her eyes sparkling in mirth, both of her hands rested on her chest above her heart.
Hinamori spat her soup out and it sprayed across the table, luckily not hitting anyone, or their food. She slammed the bowl down onto the table in disgust. Her friends were all laughing around her, all of them protecting their food with their hands.
"Excuse me!?" Her palm slammed the table, the saucers jumped up and so did Orihime with a squeal.
"I've known this girl since primary ladies, the only time she acts like this is when she's in love!" said Rukia, proud of her observation skills.
"Wow. Hinamori-san in love?" Nanao's eyes were wide in shock and she looked from Hinamori's fuming expression to Rukia's amused one.
"Nawwww Hinamori is finally growing up!" Mashiro teased, poking Hinamori's cheeks, she growled and swatted her fingers away.
"Oh is that why you were so quiet before? Was he handsome?" Orihime butted in, her imagination working in overdrive.
The stressed brunette slapped her forehead in frustration and she dragged her hand down her face, what just happened??
"We know your dirty little secret now Hinamori, no need to hide it anymore~ Now, SPIT IT OUT BEFORE WE MAKE YOU!" Rukia said, leaning over the table, her nose touching Hinamori's.
The girls all laughed and ganged up on her, they smirked and laughed evilly. Orihime even joined in with the evil laughter, and evil laughter wasn't her thing.
"Are you kidding me!? Me? In LOVE? That's nonsense! That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard! And what do you mean by dirty little secret?" She snapped, her cheeks adopting a pale shade of pink.
"SHE'S BLUSHING!" Orihime pointed victoriously at Hinamori's cheeks, making the poor girl blush a darker shade of crimson. Poor girl, she was nearly fire engine red now.
"OH OH I SEE DARK SHADES OF RED ON HER CHEEKS~!!" Mashiro laughed.
Hinamori's vein popped into view on her temple as they continued on with their light hearted banter, she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
"Okay, AHAHA. Let's make this SIMPLE and CLEAR. Rukia, you are wrong, I'm sorry to say but I'm not in love. Besides, love is stupid. What's the point having such a feeling when you don't get anything in return? It's a waste of a time and I deem it not necessary for me. You fall in love and get hurt; guys treat girls like they trash beneath their shoes. What's so romantic about it anyway?" Hinamori said, her jaw jutting out in protest.
All four females stopped and looked at her then at each other.
"So therefore, I'm not in love. I'm fine, really." She finished her lunch and stood up; she picked up her tray and walked towards the sink. The four girls exchanged looks at each other at Hinamori's response.
"..She thinks love is stupid." Mashiro whispered to Rukia, her eyes showing disbelief.
"She's like that." She replied, rolling her eyes.
"I'm suspicious now." Mashiro turned to face Hinamori who was cleaning up at the sink. "Let's just watch what'll happen next."
The all nodded in agreement and sat back down to finish off their lunch.
A/N: Sheesh, that was hard.. But I'll do a better update in the next chapter! You know how things work; the more review, the better the story gets x] (Well hopefully) Have you realised Hinamori has a habit of face palm? Haha. I'd like to thank the following people: First Dance White Moon, SunsetRainbow, xoxoxhitsuhinafan1xoxox, kaibasgirlxb and chrissyie for their inspiring reviews! The next chapter will be exciting!! Please look forward to it!! xD Oh oh and don't forget to review!! (lawl once again.)
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(10 minutes later)
Lizziielala: I think he was a newbie.
Gemma: What a fucking n00b!!
(The next day)
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