Yahoo, got out another one, this one is longer, and its about Kiesha and Renji. Sorry i had totally ran off and started writing about Rukia and Ichigo, i just kind of felt like it.
Renji's POV
There was a lot of blood. It was everywhere. The air was filled with the awful smell of it. Sort of like rusty iron. The blood was everywhere. Everywhere. it was on the man who laid injured on the ground. It was on her hands as she cried onto his body. It was on the man who had been the initiative killer.
All I could do was stand there and watch the grotesque seen playing in front of me. There was nothing I could do. I didn't even know what was happening. I just knew I wanted it to stop. I wanted time to delay for a moment so I could just take a breather or a step back.
The police were dragging the bloody murderer to the police car. They were dragging my own father away into their vehicle, covered in blood, and I couldn't do anything. I could just stand there and listen to my mother bawl.
The ambulance came and pried the bleeding man from my crying mothers hands and put him on to a stretcher. My mother continued to blubber onto the bare ground. The man was pulled by on the stretcher. That's when I noticed that it was that man. The smiling man. The one with the crazy eyes and the daughter. He rolled by and I noticed he was still conscious. His head tilted to look at me, his white lips pulled slowly upward into a warm smile that didn't match his pale face. Then he was gone, packed into the white ambulance.
My mom was on her hands and knees as she cried. She kept repeating, "Why, why, why?" Why what, I thought at the time, not knowing exactly what was happening, just that it was too much for me to handle.
A police officer came up and started talking to us. I couldn't understand anything he was saying, he spoke English. My mom was sobbing too much to hear the police, let alone answer.
Everything started to become blurring. The police, as they tried frantically to grab my mother and mines attention. The ambulance as they loaded up the injured smiling man, and my father that stared at us from the police car window.
The police started to look at me confused and worried, or at least that's what I thought, but their figures were so blurred it was hard to know. "Hey kid, you okay? Kid!"
Crash
BEEP BEEP BEEP
My alarm clock echoed through the room. I groggily rolled out of bed and slammed my fist down onto the snooze button. I slouched over to my begrimed kitchen and made some toast. I slipped into my school trousers and went outside onto the front porch for some fresh air; the house was too stale and suffocating to breathe in.
I leaned onto the red chipped railing, letting out a few deep sighs. I looked up into the gloomy skies as rain slowly drizzled down and splattered softly on my emotionless face.
"Stop your moaning you baby." A dissatisfied voice mumbled from below me. I leaned over the rail and looked down. The stocky woman stood there holding a baby on her hip. Her dark brown bird nest of hair was pulled up in a high bun. She had on a greasy white tank top on and a pair of plaid ripped pajama bottoms. A cigarette popping out of her mouth.
"You talking to me Miss Aichi?"
She rolled her eyes and took the cigarette from her mouth. "Who else? There are other people in this area, don't become running out here every morning half naked like you do." She pointed out my shirtless torso.
I shrugged, "No can do. Its my morning routine."
She took a long drag from her cigarette and started walking off towards her mailbox. "Suit yourself, but when the police come one day arresting you for stripping on the streets, don't come crying to me."
"Trust me, you'd be the last person I'd cry to." I called out and then turned back into my house.
I walked back into my stifling apartment and finished getting ready for school.
RING RING RING
"Hello?" I answered.
"Yo Renji, you still trying out for the volleyball team?" Ichigo's voice came from the phone.
"Yeah why?"
"I was thinking I should try out too. It will get me out of the house more often, which means father away from that idiot who calls himself my dad."
"Okay, well tryouts are today."
"Yeah I know. See you at school."
"Later."
"Yeah."
Click
The room was filled with desolate dead air again. I made my way to the front door grabbing my book bag and slinging it over my shoulder. I flicked the light switch off…nothing happened. I tried to switch it off again, but again, the light stayed on.
"Ugh, why does this always happen." I grabbed the broom from up against the wall. "Really, if the place has such bad lighting problems, why should I have to pay as much as I do on electricity?" I started to bang on the light continuously with the broom. Finally after a few minutes the light switched off. I sighed and wiped sweat from my forehead. "Renji, you're the man."
I proudly set the broom down and made my way to the door with my head held high. My body was out the building and I was about to shut the door when I heard it. It was like a whooshing noise. I slowly tilted my head back into the apartment. The faucet was gushing out water.
I deflated. "Damn!" I went back into the crappy apartment that was not worth as much as I had to pay.
Kiesha POV
"I wake up every evening with a big smile on my face, and it never feels out of place. And your still probably working at a 9 to 5 pace, I wonder how bad that tastes. When you see my face hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell-." I slammed my hand down on the snooze button on my radio, shutting off the All American Rejects that were playing throughout my room.
"Five more minutes." I mumbled as I rolled over onto my stomach and pulled the blanket over my lethargic head.
Ten minutes later…
"Sweet Jesus! You still aren't up?" I suddenly heard a bewildered voice shout into my room.
"Wah!" I rolled out of bed in shock. "Huh? Where am I?" I frantically rolled around and kicked under the blanket that fell on top of me.
"Sweetie?" My mom lifted the blanket up from off me. Her curious face blinked down. "You better getcha self up."
I blinked back. "What time is it?"
"Ten minutes before you leave."
First I just stared, then I stared in confusion, and then I shrieked and jumped up in horrifying realization. "No way!"
"I'm afraid so." My mom shook her head in shame.
"How did that happen?!" I picked up my alarm clock and shook it frantically so the time displaying on the screen would disappear. "I didn't sleep that long from when my alarm clock went off." My mom shrugged. I pressed the button that displayed what time my alarm went off. I gawked.
8:10 is what it read. School started at 8:30.
I dropped the clock. "D-Denzel." I hissed through my teeth and shook.
"Oh, he already left. He took our last limo too, your going to have to run to school." My mom explained cheerfully and gave a little wave before she left the room.
I was breathing heavily and I was pretty sure I was having one of those adrenaline rushes, because I could have sworn I could break a hole through a brick easily at that moment. I took several deep breaths and slowly took off my shirt. Just get dresses, don't think about it. I slipped on my white blouse, tide the bow around my neck, and then buttoned up my blazer. Just don't think about it. I put on my skirt, pulled up my socks, and slipped on my shoes. If I don't think about it, I could still make it on time. I grabbed my bag off the side of my chair and put it on my back.
"Your still here kiddo?" My dad stood in the doorway.
"Don't ask." I grumbled.
"Denzel?"
"His life is soon to be cut short."
"Well I'd take you to school but I have to get to a meeting." He looked troubled.
"Don't worry about it." I shrugged it off. "I'm late most every day, this won't make a difference." I made my way past him out the bedroom.
My dads face became more distraught. "Oh no, that is not good. I might need to go talk to your school about this."
I halted, "Why?" I turned and eyed him.
"Just to make sure they're aware of your situation."
I scoffed. By that he meant that they were aware that I was his daughter and shouldn't go to hard on me. "Dad, that's not necessary. I think they already know of my situation. They already go easy on me."
"I know…but I feel like if I go in person-."
"Dad enough. No need."
He sighed, "Fine okay. Keep your schedule clear for this weekend." He stalked off down the hall.
"Wait, why?"
He turned and shot me a thumb up. "I want to go shopping!"
"You should really get some friends your age to do stuff like that."
He continued down the hallway until he was out of sight around the corner. "Better hurry or you'll be late." His distant voice called.
"Eh? Your right!" I took off down the hall urgently. If I run I think I can make it.
Renji's POV
I walked through the school gates right as the bell sounded. To bad, I'm late again. I kicked my feet across the ground as I walk. I peered up at the sun that drizzled rays of light through the clouds. Keep fighting sun you're almost out.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
The sound of sudden heavy footsteps broke through my thoughts. My head snapped back to see a short Carmel colored girl come darting through the gate. Her frizzy brown hair stuck to the sides of her face from the sweat. She was panting like crazy and I was sure she was going to pass out or something. She gradually stopped. She stood there with her hands on her knees letting the sweat drip from her face on to the ground. She was wheezing real badly. I stood observing her flushed form for a while, waiting for her to do something.
"Um…Kiesha-."
"Damn!" She suddenly shouted and threw her hands up in the air. "Damn! Damn! Damn!" She fell to her knees in exhaustion but fire still burned in her mysterious eyes.
"Whoa Kiesha calm down." I rushed to her side and helped her up.
"You calm down Renji because I'm perfectly calm!"
"Do you realize your shouting!?" I yelled back.
"I do so don't yell at me!"
"I'm only yelling because you yelled first idiot!"
"Don't call me an idiot."
"Moron!"
"You are so infuriating! Can't I just come to school once without having to run into you?" She shoved past me.
"I would be fine with that." I didn't understand how the conversation turned out this way. I sighed. "You okay?"
She looked back at me with her hands on her hips. "Oh, are you worried?"
"Che." I looked up to the sky, "Its only because your hair looks like some sort of small animal died in it."
"Eh?" She blushed and her hands shot up to her hair trying to smooth it out. "Don't make fun of me! I ran all the way here from my house."
I was astonished. "All the way from your house."
"Unfortunately."
"Wow! That's a long run! I don't believe you ran that non stop."
"Well believe it." Her hands wiped over her soggy face.
"Why did you run that?"
"My brother, being the mutant he is, reset my alarm clock, ate the last canned mandarins that I love, and took the last car leaving me stranded…Oh and he stole my homework too."
I whistled, "And I thought I was having a bad day." I remembered my sudden electricity mouth functions.
"Yeah, not even close."
I put my hands behind my head and started walking towards the door. "Ready for tryouts?"
"Not really." She admitted.
"I am."
"Well aren't you just awesome." She mumbled sarcastically.
I puffed out my chest, "Aren't I?"
She laughed and rolled her yes. I really loved when she laughed. "Race you to class." She took off running up the steps and through the door.
"Hey, aren't you tired of that?" I charged after her.
Mystery person POV
I watched as the two ran into the building laughing. "Well aren't they just the happiest lil people you've ever seen?"
"A little too happy boss." The guy next to me with the dark black hair that fell across his face in layered sheets and the green eyes mumbled in agreement.
"So that be Denzel's lil sister." I eyed her with my usual devilish grin. "She's pretty cute, though a lil scruffy. I think I can have fun with her."
My goons around me snickered maliciously, "You gonna share right boss?" The one with the spiky greenish hair asked. I didn't like his hair.
"I'll think about it." I turned back to stare at the empty spot the girl was just standing in. "Kiesha Shimizu, I'm excited to meet you."
holy snap, who's this mystery person? Wow i feel stupid saying that. lol. Just to let you know, its not Aizen. I cannot stand him, i probably won't even feature him in the stroy, probably, I'm not sure. He's just such a creeper. Anywho, i'm excited to write the next one, it will be all about the tryouts and stuff, that will be waaaaay more exciting then this boring one. The begginning of the story was depressing too. i was sad writing it. sorry if you don't like it, i don't even like it.
tootals ^.^
