VampireRD: Alright well… that's 3, here's your next chapter. I kinda made it a bit more upbeat then the last so I hope you ppl like this better. Lol

Enjoy!

Second encounter:

What to do now?

All she say was red, angry, deep, blood red. The air was cold as she shivered and brought her jacket closer to her, and she whipped a tear away carefully, hoping it didn't smudge her make up. She sighed and the angry left her, leaving her normal. She reached back and tied her hair into a small, low ponytail and stood up. "Now, what do I do?"

She didn't have a home anymore, no where to go since what happened a couple days ago. no, she told herself feeling the tears come again. She looked around her and smelt weed. Great… She didn't even belong here! She belonged in her nice warm house, in her cute new pajamas eating ice-cream with her cat, jinxy and waiting for her boyfriend to come home.

She shook her head again, her red hair flying. No, She didn't think about that now, not while she still needed to move, find food, go find somewhere to sleep, get a job, start her life over now… Then she needed to get her stuff back. Yeah… she stuff might come in handy right now.

She started to walk the same way she say that boy earlier walk. She figured there would be houses, and they would be that way if he was going home. Then she started thinking for a while. Who was he? He seemed nice enough but she was in a fragile state, talking to people wouldn't be helpful right now.

But to her luck, there he was, walking into a small loft looking building. She looked unable to move, but he turned and saw her, and she backed up slightly. He shot she a questioning look and looked back at his door. She blinked and neither of them moved.

She figured it was one of those awkward moments when no one knows what to do but look at each other. She never had those, then again she was never in the red light district either so it made sense. He sighed and eventually made his way over to her and her heart raced.

What if he's a rapist? What if he's going to hold you ransom? This is bad! Very bad, very very bad!! Run, Ichigo, run!!

But she couldn't move, not until he got to her. "Alright, why did you follow me here?" He asked, looking slightly annoyed from the last time they met. She knew why, she threw coins at him! Who does that? "Do you want something?"

She was unable to answer, so she just started, unable to do anything else. She was scared, tried and hungry. Her stomach made it clear when it growled very loud and broke the silence. He shook his head and held out his hand. "Come on in, I'll feed you, maybe then you can talk. You don't look like you belong here."

Indeed she didn't. She wore a light colored pink dress now stained, torned and ripped up, with her hair in knots, but she had a clean pale soft face and small hands, her nails looking beautifully done. She wanted a shower and fresh clothes. That would be nice. She took his hand carefully and followed him into his loft.

"I'm Kisshu." He introduced himself as he took her into the kitchen and sat her down in a chair. "You?" Still she couldn't speak. "Alright then." He turned away and grabbed a pop tart and handed it to her. "Eat this while I make dinner." He told her slowly, looking into her eyes carefully as if trying to communicate with a foreigner. She nodded and started crewing, delighted with the taste.

"I live here with 2 guys." He began, grabbing a pot from under the stove and filled it with water. "I'm living here until I make enough money for a bigger house. I'm an artist, see? And I'm working on selling some pieces. But so far, no buyers." Once he filled the pot, he set it on the stove and turned it on, pouring four boxes of macaroni and cheese in it, then began stirring.

She knew he was talking, hoping to get her to say something, so she tried hard to speak, but she was still terrified, but then again, he sounded nice enough… "Ichigo." She said softly. He dropped the spook he was stirring with and walked over to her, kneeling beside her, shocked.

"What?"

"Ichigo… I-I mean my name is Ichigo…"

He stood up, smiled and gave his hand again, this time to shake. She took it and shook, smiling softly back at him. "nice to meet you, Ichigo. So what are you doing out here?"

"I-I kinda got kicked out of my house… your right… I don't belong here. I belong in my home, in Kyoko."

"Nice place, Kyoko." he nodded and sat down at the table, looking at her intently. "What happened? Why'd you get kicked out? And why come here of all places?"

Images flashed by her, of her home, then of it leaving her as quick as her breathing, then she remembered flying, the hitting the ground hard… she remembered crying and screaming, she remembered blood… and she remembered everything spinning. She shook her head and started sobbing.

She suddenly felt a hand rubbed her back and she tried to stifle the tears, and it worked. She stopped and looked at him apologetically. "I'm sorry… It's been a hard couple days."

He nodded and tilted his head towards a door. "Get a bath, I'll look for some clothes, don't worry, I'll help you." She nodded and headed towards the bathroom, tried and hoping for it all to end…

And soon.

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