A brainstorm has saved the story!!! I'm officially writing again

Renji

I love logic that makes no sense whatsoever. Like the fact that they let us criminally and psychologically deranged kids use sharp objects. Sure, it's for shaving, but give a newer patient a knife and they're gonna want to slice themselves open. No, that's wrong. Only the cutters would do that, the kids that have the nerve to rip themselves open. I honestly couldn't see some kid that drank bleach, or tried to shoot themselves attempting to slit their wrists. They simply don't have the guts, or the tolerance for pain. At least, not the kind of tolerance you need. With a sigh, I set down the razor, running a hand across my cheek to check for any more stubble. See, you need to have a high tolerance for pain if you're going to cut. I'll be honest: it hurts like a bitch.

"Ow!" Kyio cried, rubbing his cheek. See what I mean? "That really fucking hurt!" Point proven. I grinned and turned on the faucet, splashing warm water on my face.

"You need to slow down, or you'll just end up cutting yourself." The brunette snorted and rubbed his cut again.

"The day I take non-cutting-myself advice from you is the day hell freezes over my friend," He bent closer to the mirror and played with the cut. Rolling my eyes, I smacked his hand away. "Well it's true." He smirked and licked the blood off the tips of his fingers.

"Well let the snow start falling. I thought you hated blood." I questioned, crossing my arms and leaning against the wall opposite to him and the sink. His skinny shoulders rose and fell as he shrugged.

"I used to," I could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he spoke. His skinny frame shook slightly in silent laughter. "Until you came along of course with all your blood fetishes." God, what a pervert.

"I'm leaving you." I announced, turning away and heading for the door. Ignoring his protests, I entered the hallway, nearly running into someone I had never seen before. It was a girl… a really pretty girl. She had shoulder length, black hair that had the slightest flip in it, in the center of her face was a long piece of hair, and she had large, indigo eyes and pale skin.

"Oh! Sorry." She said, nodding at me while trying to avoid running into me or the wall. The orderly walking with her roughly grabbed her arm.

"Watch where you're going, Abarai!" He snarled, dragging the girl away. She cast one last look over her shoulder at me before the two of them disappeared around the corner. I was left, staring stupidly down the hallway after them. A little vaguely, I wondered why she was here. Maybe she, like Uryu, was a mutilator. At any rate, a newcomer meant more fun for the ones that been here for a while.

"She's a cutie, huh?" A voice behind me made me jump about three feet in the air. Whipping around, I saw Kagami standing with her hands behind her back, smiling at me. I chuckled.

"For a chick, sure. But she has nothing on my pale beauty."

"You mean Uryu?"

"Damn straight." She shook her head, laughing a little as she did. "Though she is kinda flat… maybe it was a guy- Ow!" Kagami rolled her eyes and shook her reddening hand.

"You men are all the same," She muttered, lighting tugging on my crimson hair. "Now come one, we have to go to group before the good doc kills us." She proceeded to drag me down the hallway by my hair, ignoring my cries of annoyance, protests and of course, pain. After a few more minutes of this agony, I was released and promptly threw me into the conference room. With my luck, I spun and fell over, landing on my ass.

"Smooth Abarai," A cool voice washed over me like ice water. The voice that I loved, craved. Looking up, I saw Uryu grinning like an asshole. I actually liked that look on him, it made him look a lot like an asshole… something that I had learned to fall in love with. Suddenly a hand was in my face; a proposition to be helped up. I stared stupidly at him for a second. "Are you dense? Do you want help or not?" With a grin I grabbed his hand and pulled as hard as I could, making him fall into my lap.

"Oh I could use help… just not with getting up. In fact, I'm a lot better on the ground." I hissed in his ear, giving it a little nip as I spoke. Sapphire eyes froze over like ice as he glared. A sharp smack to the face later, he was sitting adjacent to me, a blush spreading on his pale cheeks.

"You're a pig!" He said, giving me another glare before standing up and moving away. "An absolute animal!" Shrugging, I stood up and tucked my arms behind my head.

"Animals are always the best in bed. But I bet you don't know that do you?" The pink turned into a deep crimson color as he froze. I grinned. "I know it. You're no virgin, but you haven't been fucked into a mattress by a wild force have you? I bet it was loving and tender, not at all the rough, hot sex a young kid like you needs."

"Shut the fuck up!" He cried out of nowhere, turning around and throwing his fist. It connected roughly with my cheek, sending me back a step. The rusty taste of blood began to fill my mouth. Frowning a little darkly, I spat the dark liquid onto the ground. "Don't you say another fucking word! Or I'll kill you!" He yelled, a new kind of fire blazing in his eyes. Almost immediately, an orderly was upon Ishida, taking him down quite easily. My copper eyes watched the kid be picked up and thrown over the orderly's shoulder. With the back of my hand, I wiped off the drying blood on my face.

"Hey, you alright?" Kira asked, appearing out of nowhere and clapping his hand down on my shoulder. I merely nodded, too transfixed on what had just happened.

"Alright, that's enough," Another cool voice made all of us turn to see Dr. Mihara standing in the doorway with crossed arms and a frown. "All of you, return to your rooms. Group is cancelled for the day."