The King and HIS Queen
Karakura High's Newest Student
Karakura High, there was a flurry of excitement as the students eagerly awaited the arrival of their newest student, especially class 4B. They heard that their new student was a gorgeous purple-eyed beauty, with strawberry-blonde hair.
The door opened. A girl with strawberry-blonde hair strutted into the room. She was wearing sunglasses. She stopped by the teacher, Hiroshima Kanna's desk.
"Hiroshima-san, it is nice to meet you," she says politely.
"Haruka Shirayuki, welcome to our class. Please introduce yourself."
"Konnichiwa, my name is Shirayuki. I have many likes and dislikes. One or two of which you should know boys with overly inflated egos and simpering girly girls. I dislike them and I like to kick their asses. Got that? Well, I also like studying and martial arts." She lowered her lenses, her violet eyes flashing. Her eyes narrowed, when they settled on Grimmjow, who was lounging in the back row, not giving a damn. He smirked when he saw her glare at him. He ran a hand through his teal colored hair and winked at her lecherously. She stuck her nose up in the air and glared. She sat in the only seat available to her. It was between, Kurosaki "Ichigo" and Grimmjow. She placed her bag on the desk, took off her sunglasses and pulled out a mirror and checked out her makeup. She smiled and winked at her reflection.
"Haruka-san, could you please answer this question?" Hiroshima-sama's voice rang out.
"Uh-well, you would equate both one of the variable to zero and solve for the other one. You would do the same thing to the second variable?"
"That is correct; however I would like you to pay attention in class and not on the boys that are around you."
"Yes, ma'am." Her face burned with embarrassment.
The class snickered and hooted, well, more like the girls snickered and the boys hooted and whistled.
At lunch break, she wandered around the courtyard, looking lost. She bumped into Orihime, who started babbling about nonsense. Then they finally got to the part where they had already seen each other at the Urahara Shop.
"Yuki-chan, would you like to come join us? I mean, after all, we are all looking for him, so you have a place with us."
"No thank you, I can deal with this on my own." If she started hanging out with her old friends, her cover might blow, so she decided to avoid it at all costs, even if it meant pushing them away. She silently willed Orihime not to cry. It hurt like hell, to ignore them, especially, Koichi. Too late, Orihime burst into tears, causing the rest of them to come over.
"Kuso." She whipped around and ran, not wanting them to see the sadness and anxiety in her eyes. She knew they would become suspicious in no time. She tried not to cry, but when she had noticed their faces, irritation and disdain, she burst into tears. She ran all the way home, to her penthouse. When she did she flopped onto her bed and screamed out her agony. She had not wanted to do this.
Haruka Shirayuki (Ichigo)'s POV
Why am I always the one? Why do I have to go through this crap? Why the hell can't it just go away? I am sick of this life. I used to want to make a difference, but i look at myself now, who am I? Am I Kurosaki Ichigo or Haruka Shirayuki. It was her name. I am only her reincarnation. That's all I am, aren't I? I have nothing of my own. Everything that I believe and think that belongs to me, belongs to her. Why me?
She hears a noise and looks up, only to see Aizen Sosuke, sitting by her bed. She gives a stifled scream. She guesses that they probably would not miss her anyway and gives him her hand. They leave for Hueco Mundo, or more precisely Los Noches. She knows that he plans to make her his queen, but does not care. At least not anymore, after all, she wanted to leave all of it behind, didn't she? But how come she ended up on the other side of the conflict? She was so damn confused. She sat in the room that she now shared with Aizen, yet her heart would not leave the place that she used to call home. Tears silently flowed. He was kind to her, but she knew, he only wanted to keep her there. She wondered what they were doing, now, without her.
Doomedpassion: Here's where I stop as of now.