Within this world I am confined.
I cannot fight,
I cannot eat,
I cannot live.
I'm getting out.
Now.
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Rukia woke with a pounding headache.
She glanced about her.
A fire?
What is this place?
Am I awake?
What...?
She frowned, and tried to sit up, only to fall back down again due to a wash of pain.
Curse it.
She braced herself, then moved to a sitting position, fighting back the waves of the harsh free-falling hammer inside her head.
Groaning, she stood, and moved a bit closer to the fire.
Her clothes were still soaked, and she shivered.
I need to take them off.
She sighed, remembering Health Class 101.
I hate health.
She pulled off the belt first, and let it fall to the floor. Slowly, she lowered her shihakusho to the ground in a single movement.
She was clothed only in bandages now.
And Yuzu's pajama shorts.
I like pajama shorts. She decided, and crawled closer to the fire.
Its heat was overwhelming at first, but necessary.
Shivering, she leaned against the brick fireplace, letting its warmth run through her.
I hate this place.
And she surrendered to unconsciousness.
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Byaukya sat in a chair next to the bed a small pale girl lay in. His face was in his hands, and he shook his head back and forth, sighing.
He lifted out a hand, and it rested on the body's forehead.
No warmth. Cold as stone.
Renji had come in before, and left just as quickly, to go barf in some bush, Byaukya assumed.
He groaned, remembering Kurotsuchi's evaluation of her condition.
---FLASHBACK!!! (YOU KNOW IT WAS COMING!!!!---
Frowning, Byaukya burst into the Department of Research and Development, carrying the unconscious, unbreathing, unalive body of Kuchiki Rukia.
Protests were heard when he walked briskly to a patients table.
Impatiently, he shoved the wounded shinigami off, and put Rukia's body carefully onto it.
The protests continued.
"HELP HER!" He yelled, and walked off.
Kurotsuchi gave a grin at the captain's uncharasteric behavior, scratching his bald head casually.
"This seems interesting." He cackled, and made his way toward the unconsious body, shoving aside the assistants happening to be in his path. "Come along, Nemu."
Quietly, the fuku-taichou obeyed.
He put a hand on the Rukia's body's forehead, and leaned forward, clicking his tongue.
"Interesting..."
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When Horse-kun returned to the room, severed bodyparts in his possession (where did he get them? oh, that doesnt matter '-'), his heart started beating out of his chest.
WHY IN HADES' NAME IS SHE WEARING UNDERWEAR?!?!?!?!!!!?
WOAHHH
SUSPENSE!
especially that last part! ;)
XDDDD (couldnt help myself)
yes, it is proven that taking off wet clothes DOES help hypothermia.
Rukia is smart enough to know it is necessary; she's trying to stay alive here, people! she was out in th rain for hours!
oh... here's a hard one up top... see if u can guess who it is! whoever does gets to decide what Hichi does next! 0-0
