Club Claire and Being Cornered.
A/N: Im sorry! Im such a bad Chiyo! Ive gotten so interested in Wake Me Up! that I havent updatedd in 4ever! Sorry!
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Disclaimer: Meh. I really dont own bleach, and (will never) probably wont. I own my OCS! AND SEASONS ONE AND TWO! YAY!
B E G I N
"WAIT!" ChiyoChi yelled, as she was dragged by Orohime and Rangiku into the mall.
"COME ONE ChiyoChi! We need to get you some nicer clothes." Rangiku said, gesturing to her attire. ChiyoChi pouted and said (only slightly serious) ," Im offended!"
Rukia and Yoruichi rolled their eyes as Orohime and Rangiku forced her into the store. "Tilly's, it totally fits your lolita style!" Rangiku gushed. Before ChiyoChi knew it, she was being thrown into a changing room with an arm full of accessories, clothes, and shoes.
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ChiyoChi looked into the mirror, frowning. "This ones ugly." She said, tossing it over the door, to Rangiku who sighed. It wasnt ugly, she would think, youre just to stubborn to actually like it on you.
"...This is...Cute..." Rangiku promptly threw open the door and dragged her out. She yelped and straightened up. She wore a light pink dress, that went to her knees. On her left thigh, black ruffles poured from the dress. A Black coat fit loosely on her shoulders.
"YOURE SO CUTE!" Rangiku and Orohime squeled, while Yoruichi and Rukia nodded in approval.
"So, To club claire?" ChiyoChi asked, paying for her dress, stuffing her old clothes into her backpack. Her green hair was tied in a pure green ribbon, leaving small strands to fall in her face. "Man, I need to get my hair cut," She said, fingering the tresses as they left the store. They all turned when they heard wolf whistles. Most were directed at Rangiku and Yoruichi, but one had his eye on Chiyochi.
It was a large group of boys, most were punks, but a few looked as though they were forced to be there.
"guys lets go," ChiyoChi said, pulling on them.
"Yeah." Rukia agreed.
Club Claire, was in a word, insane (A/N: Dejavu lol). Again.
Rangiku and Yoruichi were both drunk, dancing wildly on the floor. Orohime was talking to a boy, who was (unknowingly to her) flirting.
Rukia was texting, drinking a coke.
"Ruki-chan," Rukia looked up to ChiyoChi,"Im gunna get some air."
"Okay"
She walked out to the front of the bar, and sat down on a bench. "Hey, youre the girl from earlier." She jumped and looked up and saw one of the boys from earlier. He reaked of alchol, yet somehow, was still talking fine.
"Hello." He was one of the cleaned up ones, she noticed, and scooted over so he could sit with her.
"So, whats a girlll likee you dooing oout here?" Scratch that, he was wasted
"Umm... Youre drunk." She said, trying to get up.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her back down, roughly grabbing her chin.
"and youre hot."
... SMACK!
The boy grimaced, but tryed to grab the greenette, who was now walking away. (A/N: :3 You tell em chi!) He grabbed her arm. She struggled slightly to get away from him, taking comfort in the fact that she knew a bit of fighting skills. She felt her self panic when she realised: 'I suck at fighting!'
She instead settled for taking off down the street. She held in a scream when she glanced behind her, and saw he was chasing her. "Shit." She cursed, trying to push a bit of energy into her legs.
She soon came to the refuge of the Karakura forest. "I can lose him in here." she said, already forming a plan. If there was one thing Renji tought her, it was plan.
She cut off and squished herself against a tree. She could here her gasps for breath, trying to keep quite. Her body relaxed slightly, thinking she had lost him. ChiyoChi screamed when she was pinned wrists up to the tree.
"F*ck" She cursed.
A/N: OOOOMG CLIFFY! Sorta... sorry I would have finished it, but im sleepy... IT wont end bad, hopefully *smirks evilly*