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Disclaimer: i don't own bleach. If I did then I'd be drawing Ishida all over my walls! I do however own Raven! She is MINE!!! XD You steal her and I will have the entire 2nd division on your ass!
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Raven awoke in the grey, blue darkness of the Ishida guest room. It was very unusual for most people her age to be up at around three in the morning for every day of the week. She sliently sighed to herself and rolled to her side, facing the door. It was then that she noticed a hall light on. At first she thought it strange, but then remembered what Ishida had told her the night before. She mentally reached out to his father's reiratsu, careful not to let her own slip. She just wanted to get an idea of what he was like. She tried to feel his reiratsu, but he protected it pretty well. She gave up on trying to get to his reiratsu after a few minutes and sighed slowly, and quietly. She rolled over and stared at the ceiling. Keeping herself occupied at this hour, without going out of the guest room, was very hard for her. She would usually just go fool around on the computer until she would feel tierd enough to go back to sleep(which was usually around ten or eleven o'clock).
She sighed once more out of boredom, and got up and gingerly walked towards the window. She sat on a chair next to it and just stared for the next few hours.
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Ishida Uryuu woke up at the sound of his alarm clock going off, screaming at him to get ready for school. He slammed his hand down on the "snooz" button and pulled the covers over his head to prevent the incoming sunlight. He heard someone come into his room, but was too groggy to think about it properly.
"Oi..." Raven whispered," Oooooooooiiiiiiiiiiiiii!" she whispered louder. He merely groaned and rolled over. She giggled and started to shake him. He merely swatted her away in reflex. She put her hands on her hips and 'hmph'ed.
" 'Shida-kuuuuun!" she called,"Wakey wakey! Eggs and bakey!" He jolted awake at her outburst, surprised at first to see her there. He tried his best to glare at her so early in the morning. She merely smiled at him and told him,"Hurry up and get ready! Breakfast will get cold!" then she ran out of his room before he could say anything else.
But it's only six-thirty... he thought. He got up and did his daily routine and went out to the breakfast table. He looked over at the neatly set table and smelled something...delicious.
"Is that...mackerel stewed in miso?" he asked hesitantly. She nodded smiling.
"I hope you don't mind," she replied,"It's one of my specalties and you, surprisingly, had plenty of it! Is that okay?" she asked timidly.
"That's fine,"he nodded,"Thank you." He seated himself down and mixed the soup slightly. He took a piece in his chopsticks, blew on it, and cautiously put it in his mouth. He froze in mid chew, chopsticks still level with his mouth.
" 'Shida-kun?" she started to panic,"Y-you don't like it do you? I'm so sorry! I'll make a proper breakfast right away!" She was about to run back to the kitchen when he imeadiatly stopped her.
"No!" he yelled. She frozed and stared at him,"No," he repeated much quieter this time,"I'm sorry...it's just...very good is all." She stared at him for a moment and smiled brightly.
Inside Ishida felt like melting at the wonderful taste of his number one favorite food! He felt like becoming a little chibi cartoon and flying around, but he restrained himself from such thoughts and began to enjoy his food once more. He looked over at her after a few minutes and noticed that she was just fiddling with her Quincy bracelet, not eating at all.
"Aren't you going to eat?" he asked. She smiled at him once more,
"No," she replied, "I promised I wouldn't mooch off your food. Besides, I could always eat when I get home." He nodded and continued to eat. Once he was done she took his dishes and started to wash them. He readied his bag and put on his shoes at the door, and she went to go say goodbye to him before she left as well.
"Raven-san," he started with his back to her, ready to go out the door,"Make sure you hide your energy when going home or you might get into danger," She looked confused, but nodded anyway.
"Later, Ishida-kun," she waved him off as he just took off through the front door without a word. After he was gone, she cleaned up the room she slept in and left for home.
Now how do I get to a train station? she thought to herself wandering aimlessly around the neighborhood.
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At school Ishida was just causually walking down the hall when he heard some comotion. Before he knew it Ichigo had run into his shoulder on accident, with Rukia pulling him down the hallway rather quickly. He merely brushed off invisible dust on his shoulder and continued walking towards an oncoming hollow.
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"After all that," Ichigo shouted angrly at Rukia,"No hollow again?! That's twice today!" Rukia came along beside him dragging his body along.
"Relax! Just shut up and jump back into your skin!" she shouted at him.
"I've had it with these false alarms," he shouted at her once more, getting back into his body,"You gotta do something!"
"You think it's MY fault," she defended herself,"I'm only relaying the orders sent to me on the Denrei shink!"
"Then FIX the piece of junk!"
Ishida approached them at this time, already annoyed at their bickering,"Squabbling?" he stated more than asked,"How ugly."
Rukia and Ichigo turn around to see none other than Ishida in his Quincy uniform.
"Good evening Mr. Kurosaki. Miss Kuchiki," he greeted. Ichigo stared at him strangley,
"Who are you? And what's with the getup? Playing mad scientist or somethin'?"
"And how do you know our names?" Rukia asked him. He ignored her question and kept talking.
"Mr. Kurosaki, you can see ghosts can't you?" Ishida asked. Ichigo looked at him in surprise for a moment.
"H-ha! What? No! That's crazy talk!" Ichigo yelled back trying to defend himself. Ishida acted as though he didn't hear Ichigo and looked somewhere to his right sensing a hollow.
"There's a hollow coming," and as soon as he had said it Rukia had gotten an order.
"I-it's true! There's an order!" she shouted.
"Which way," exclaimed Ichigo.
"That way," Ishida said simply pointing in the right direction, "And you call yourself a soulreaper?!" Ishida then created his bow and shot down the hollow as soon as it had appeared. Rukia and Ichigo stared at him with disbelief.
"Who are you?" Ichigo asked him. Ishida turned around and glared at him.
"Ishida Uryuu. A Quincy. And I hate soulreapers!" he answered,"In other words, Kurosaki Ichigo, I'm saying I hate you," he finished glaring very coldly ar him.
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Raven walked down a street exausted from her many attempts to find the train station.
"I can't belive I'm asking for directions," she mumbled to herself,"Excuse me sir? Do you know the way to the nearest train station?" she asked some random guy.
"Yes, it's down this way," he replied pointing, and going in the same direction.
"This way?" Raven asked to be sure, pointing in the exact opposite direction.
"What?! No! This way! This way!" the guy argued.
"Right! Strait ahead! Got it! Thanks!" she smiled at the guy and ran off. After some time of walking down the street, she began to wonder if it was really the right direction. "I think that old man has direction problems or something..." Not too long later she found Ishida casually sitting under a tree in a park. "Ryuu-kun!" she shouted and walked over to him,"Hello!" He merely glanced at her, but said or did nothing. She stood there and looked at his clothing.
"What's with the getup? Are you trying to play the mad scientist or something?" she asked him absent mindedly. Ishida merely adjusted his glasses in embarrassment, and got up to leave.
"I thought you were going home," he stated.
"Well I was but..." her face faultered slightly for a moment,"I kinda couldn't find the train station."
He sighed and readjusted his glasses,"C'mon then," he walked back in the direction of his house. Raven jumped with joy and followed him.
"You're so kind, Ryuu-kun!" she smiled at him.
"'Ryuu-kun'?" he asked,"Why the nickname?"
"Haha! I don't know. I guess just 'cause it's shorter!" she laughed. Once they reached the Ishida home, they stepped in taking off their shoes before entering the main hallway. "I'll go prepare dinner okay!" She was about towards the kitchen when she ran into someone. That someone glared at her through cold onyx eyes and silver(white) hair and glasses. He stood taller than her, so his height only intimidated her even more. She gulped and took a step back.
"What are you doing in my house?" he asked coldly. She backed away only to run into Ishida.
"Ryuken," Ishida started,"Don't worry about her."
"Hmph. You still adress your own father in that manner? And who is this girl?" He continued to glare.
"I said 'don't worry about her'," he repeated. Raven stepped foward a bit more and bowed respectfully to him.
"I'm sorry if I was disrupting you, Ishida-san," she apologized to his father,"My name is Raven and I just thought I'd repay Ryuu-kun for his kindness and make him some dinner is all," she looked up at him and smiled nervously. He stared at her for a long moment.
"Your eyes," he observed,"Are the color of blood," she looked down at the ground and started to play with her fingers as if it were suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. "You're of the Jaganshi family aren't you?" he asked. She gulped and nodded. "I see...I never thought such a valuable Quincy still existed."
"Jaganshi?" Ishida asked. His father adjusted his glasses in the same way Ishida does his.
"There were many Quincy families at one time. None of them had to be related, just able to see the supernatural. There were mainly two types of Quincy," his father explained,"One type were the natural borns who could easily see hollows and spirits without any kind of help. The other were people who trained themeselves to see such things. However," he continued,"There was one family that was...different," he paused for a moment," They were the only so called 'Quincy' whom could purify the souls of hollows," he finished. Ishida had a surprised expression on his face, then it disspeared as he thought about it.
"Then wouldn't they be considered monks or priestesses?" he asked. Raven continued to be in her own world. Ryuken sat down on the couch and sighed.
"They could have passed for one yes, but...it would be the same concept as a shinigami then. As you know shinigami draw their power from within their own bodies, as do monks and piestesses, allowing them to purify the soul through an object or weapon. However, the Jaganshi family didn't use this method. Instead they used the Quincy method of using power from without, yet still being able to purify the soul." There was a moment of silence as Ishida thought about it.
"I think I'll go make dinner!" Raven said cheerfully, acting as if she had not heard the convorsation. She quickly went on her way to the kitchen to prepare a meal. Ishida stared after her in wonder.
"Heh," Ryuken chukled,"That's not the end of the story though," Ishida looked at him waiting for more information,"It was said that the Jaganshi clan was hunted down for the only purpous of being lab rats. That's why I didn't, at first, believe she was one of them, but those eyes are an unmistakeable family trademark." Ishida merely leaned against the wall, taking it all in. He was unaware of the few tears that had fallen past Raven's cheeks, inside the kitchen.
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Mori: Phew. It's kinda hard to write while finals are goin' on! XD But that's ok. I will always enjoy writing no matter what. So any likes? Dislikes? Flames? Reviews? PLEASE REVIEW!
