"Y-You" she shrieked, almost stinging the young boy's ears with her high pitched voice. The young boy said nothing, just examined at her, up close, she's actually pretty, he thought to himself. He stared at her arms, they were porcelain white, he moved his eyes up to her face, her features were soft and delicate, her pinky lips trembling, he chuckled at this, her hair looked soft, like shiny black silk, but an annoying piece of hair that frayed at the end hung down her nose.
After three minutes of silence, the boy replied " Yes, it is I, the brat." he muttered. Hisana closed her eyes, unable to look at this boy in the face, she was humiliated by her past behaviour, she had acted an utter fool. "I'm sorry." she whispered, still reluctant to stare him in those cold grey pools you call eyes. His angered face changed into an amused form. Slowly she opened her eyes to stare at the boy, only to find herself surprised to see him amused by this. "What's so amusing about this?" she uneasily snapped. "You have no idea who I am do you?" he queried. Humana raised an eyebrow to this. "Does it matter?" she asked, he laughed at her naivety, "Yes, but you'll find out soon enough. By the way, nice job on those target signs." Once again he left her confused.
What a strange boy.
Her next class was zanjutsu, She was pretty weak, and had no strength whatsoever, she couldn't even hold a sword properly, she feared this class, but then again she fears every class.
Once she walked through the doors, the nauseating smell of sweat and brutality whacked her in the face. It smelt so bad she nearly cried, just then, a boy walked up to her and handed her a wooden sword. "Thank you." she mumbled, as he left to greet another person. "Today class, we'll be defeating hollow duplicates with our wooden katanas, thankfully donated by the 12th squad of the 13 gotei." the teacher replied. "Okay i'll be sorting you students into groups of three, hmm... lets see, blah blah blah blah blah..." for ten minutes hisana zoned out, staring blankly into space. Then suddenly sensei's voice started ringing in her ears "And Yugana Hisana!" Hisana spun her head around to eye the teacher, "I'm sorry what?" she confusedly asked. "Hisana, you're group is Yin Chiang and Kuchiki Byakuya." With that, sensei left her to her group. Her eyes widened to the last name he called out. He just said KUCHIKI BYAKUYA! Kuchiki as a noble kuchiki! I'm in a group with a noble! Her eyes sparkled in expectation, when she turned around to see the noble she was greeted by a funny-looking boy, his face looked like scrunched up paper. She Immediately fell into a low gracious bow. "A-are you Kuchiki Byakuya?" she asked there was silence, Ofcourse a noble wouldn't talk to YOU! She thought. She looked up to steal a glance at this supposedly kuchiki, the boy was suddenly picking away at his nose. "That would be me. I am Kuchiki Byakuya." said a voice behind her. She whipped around to see the same boy that praised her during her Kido class. HE'S KUCHIKI BYAKUYA!? Her mind shrieked. "No..." she whispered eyes widening.