Well then. My friend is being a brat but whatever. YES! I'm so proud of myself, I've reached chapter 10. I've never reached chapter 10 in my life! I always give up before I reach that far. Also, I know that they speak a lot of languages later on. So I'm going to translate it next to them, it also says the language after that. By the way, my friend gostumpie helped me a lot with getting this chapter out fast and giving me some funny likes. Speaking of gosumpie the whole "tall, dark and spoony" thing? Yeah. that was her. EPIC win. So anywho...let's get on to the chapter hmmm.
Chapter 10:
I jumped out of the car and ran inside. I almost tripped and fell on my face at one point. Ooooh, smart me. The house was dark, so I assumed that nobody was home. So I slammed the door and muttered obscenities to myself. Finally venting my annoyance at my head. I walked into the kitchen ready to scream when I saw the weirdest scene.
"I'm dying." A silver-haired girl on the floor whispered, completely in shock. "I can see heaven."
"That's the lightbulb your looking at jackass." A pink haired guy said. I stood there. Looking on in complete silence. What do you say to something like that.
"Hi." I said grinning. Apparently, I already knew. Thank god for autopilot. The two people looked over at me. An evil smile suddenly spread across the face of the pink-haired guy. My smile dropped, and a look of fear took it. That was the creepiest smile I'd ever seen.
"Well hello there, you must be Orihime." He said, that smile never leaving his face. Well, at least now I'm sure he's a guy, I was unsure for a second.
"Yeah." I said, still a bit dumbstruck. Eyeing the...interesting clothing of the pink-haired guy. He had on a pink polo with white stripes across the...breast...area. With really tight white skinny jeans. A black and white-checkered scarf was tied around his waist and his high top converse had the same pattern. My eye twitched...just one more reason for me to be scared of this house.
"I'm Hiede, it's nice to meetcha'."The girl from the floor said suddenly, jumping up.
"Yeah, you too." I grinned. Another friend. "So who are you?" I asked the pink-haired guy.
"Szayel-Aporro Grantz at your service." He said, bowing. I giggled, what was this? A spanish mafia?
"Orihime Inoue." I said, returning the favor. "So then what number are you?"
He looked at me in surprise. "Well informed I see, I'm number eight."
"Aaaah, I see. Octava." I answered. The spanish had just tumbled out of my mouth because of the whole mafia bit. I almost fell over laughing. (Eight. Spanish.)
"Tú habla español?" He asked. (You speak spanish? Spanish.)
"Sí, algunos no se habla bueno." I laughed scratching my head. (Yes, although I don't speak it very well. Spanish.)
"Francaís?" He asked. (French? Self explanatory.)
"Un pe." I answered. (A little. French.)
"¿Je suis étonné, combien de langues parlez-vous?" (I'm surprised, how many languages do you speak? French.)
"Abbondanza, io sono abbastanza intelligente." I answered, grinning widely. I've never been able to speak so many languages to someone before. (Plenty, I'm smart enough. Italian.)
"Chiaramente. Parlo dieci o undici anni. Quante ne parli?" He asked, looking interested now. (Clearly, I speak about ten or eleven. How many do you speak? Italian.)
"Ich vergesse. Ist dies also eine Mafia?" I asked, I really wanted to know now. (I forget, also are you in a mafia? German.)
"īe , dōshite to omou daro u ka ？" He answered, laughing now. (No, why would you think that? Japanese.)
"Nu, vy, kazhet·sya, yestʹ mnogo ispanskiĭ i russkiĭ imena ... poetomu ya byl prosto interesno." (Well, you seem to have a lot of spanish and german names...so I was just wondering. Russian.)
"I eto ponyatno ya dumayu." (Makes sense I suppose. Russian.) I was about to answer him when I was suddenly cut off by the silver-haired girl looking on in silence. Her eyes were a little pink, but they suddenly bounced to yellow. Something tells me that she hadn't been on this planet just a moment ago.
"What the fuck are you guys saying?" She asked dubiously.
"Hiede, language!" Szayel snapped.
"We were just talking, nothing important." I grinned, a little annoyed at the swear myself. Then Szayel walked over to the cupboard, reaching inside it for something. When he withdrew his hand there was a cookie in it, one with pink frosting and sprinkles. Hiede turned all sparkly and jumped up and down.
"Cookie, cookie! Give me cookie!" She yelled. But Szayel just turned away from her and looked over at me.
"So are you okay now?" He asked me. "I think that Ulquiorra was worried...but it's hard to tell with someone like him." He shrugged.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I was looking at him, but my eyes slowly found there way to Hiede who had popped her head up over Szayel's shoulder, her hands like a little chipmunk's.
"Nom?" She looked at him with puppy-dog eyes. He looked over at her, smirked and took a bite out of the cookie slowly licking off the frosting. Then when he was done he tossed it backwards, Hiedi took off after it.
"Anyways, you should probably got o bed. We have school tomorrow and Unohana said that she wants you to go." He said. I nodded and turned, walking straight into somebody.
"We keep meeting like this it seems." Said a voice I recognized.
"U-Ulquiorra!" I squeaked, looking up quickly.
"Yes woman?" He asked.
"I-I was just surprised that it was you, that's all."
"Well don't say my name without a reason."
"O-okay Ulquiorra-I mean okay." I trailed off blushing. Then I heard a thump from behind me, as I was turning my head to see what it was I almost screamed in fear. Szayel had started laughing. I looked behind me. Hiede was on the floor, and Szayel was laughing hysterically while pointing at her. S-scary.
"How about you go to sleep." I heard Ulquiorra whisper into my ear. I jumped at the sudden contact.
"S-sure." I stuttered, walking off to my room. The house really was pretty, the ceilings were very high and vaulted and the color scheme was very tastefully chosen. It was cream and brown and some maroon. All of the warm colors gave off a more homely feel to the huge house which would have felt very alien if not for them. Finally I managed to pad into my room, the heated wooden floors felt good underneath my feet. This time I didn't even bother with the light, I just walked over and collapsed into my bed. Falling asleep almost instantly.
"Brother? BROTHER!" I screamed, reaching out. He had already disappeared into darkness though.
"Give up woman, you are alone." I looked up at Ulquiorra. Tears filling up my eyes. Then I screamed, knowing that what he said was true.
"Woman!" Ulquiorra yelled, shaking me awake. Wrenching me out of my nightmare.
"W-what?" I asked, blinking the sleep out of my eyes. "What is it Ulquiorra?" I asked wearily.
"It's time for school." He said monotonously. I brushed my hair out of my face and sat up watching Ulquiorra's retreating back. Was it just me or did he seem glad that I was okay? Then I shook the thought out of my head knowing that I was just being stupid and looked at the clock. My sticky eyes took a moment to adjust to the bright light. Then I saw the time.
"SIX O'CLOCK!" I yelled, bolting out of bed, I'd learned from Starrk that the bus came at 6:30. There was almost no time left to get ready.