Hey! I'm done with MIDTERMS! YEAH! *Confetti spills all over the place*

I got awesome test scores, so I think that I'm all set for the first semester at least. Here comes the next tidal wave of school work! Woohoo! That was sarcasm.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.

Enjoy the story! And P.S. you'll meet people other than Ishida, promise!

Chapter 2:

Authority

"Blind belief in authority is the greatest enemy of truth." -Albert Einstein.

Murasaki's eyes were sparkling.

In just the right wing, there was a huge gymnasium, pool, weight room, indoor track, and a bunch of empty classrooms that she was allowed to sneak a peak in because there weren't any classes at the moment in the right wing, were gorgeous and sleek.

Ishida had shown her multiple branches in the left wing, which included a Starbucks, a cafeteria that looked more like a lounge for rich people, and a ridiculously big auditorium.

Every room was more grand than the last, and she could still smell the grilled salmon that the five star chefs were cooking for lunch in the cafeteria, or the warm cacao from Starbucks.

Damn, this school is filthy rich.

Ishida seemed pleased that Murasaki was enjoying herself, even though he didn't show it on his face; since that was the kind of human Ishida was- cold, silent, and only opening up to his close friends.

Though it was disturbing how quickly he had warmed up to the new girl- she was just so vibrant, her facial expressions changing as quickly as a flip of a coin, and all of them striking and cheery.

The way she held herself, the way she walked, the way she smiled and dragged him to wherever she wanted to go next- okay, maybe not the latter, but Ishida could admit truthfully that he was having fun.

She was just so.. Bright. New, and interesting. Murasaki had no idea what kind of effect she was having on him, but she was also having a ton of fun. Just exploring the long hallways and laughing at Ryuu-kun's sarcastic phrases made her day.

Murasaki was even starting to think that the new school wouldn't be too bad after all, when she accidentally bumped into a tall figure.

Shifting her weight slightly on to her back heel so as not to fall over, she reorientated her self to look up at a domineering figure.

Wearing a white, shining uniform with a golden tie and alpha-like aura, Murasaki was suddenly reminded that this was a school for rich kids as she stared at the handsome boy.

His dark chocolate brown hair slicked back and his skin pale, the boy's features were sharp and well-defined, his smile soft but the ulterior emotions sharp. The boy's eyes are a warm, soft brown but the hollows of it are a dark, dark, black.

A bunch of voices started shouting at each other inside her head, and she grimaced and took a step back.

I TOLD YOU I SENSED SOMETHING WEIRD!

Must you shout at everything, Orange?

Must you sound so dignified about everything, Purple?

Guys, come on. This guy reeks of danger. End of story. We have to get out of here.

Contrarily, I believe that is a good opportunity to observe the enemy.

Green, don't you have anything to say?

...

No?! Okay then.

Blue, you're over reacting.

I-I think t-that we should do what Blue says. R-Running away seems like a w-wonderful i-idea as of now.

Yellow, you just want to run away because you're scared.

SHUT UP!

Calming all the voices in her head, Murasaki took a moment to steady herself, disoriented by the sudden barrage of her inner voices.

She heard footsteps coming up behind her faintly as she looked to the side, anywhere but the dangerous man's face.

"Student Council President? Why are you here, sir?" Ishida's surprised and quickly polite voice resounded next to her as Murasaki continued to keep her inner voices in check. They exchanged words like an emperor and his retainer might.

The brunette boy's words were like honey, smooth and drowning, and she found herself nearly lost in the sound of it, before she pulled herself back out. The deep, beautiful baritone of his voice was chilling in how it was so enticing, as if he knew exactly how it would effect everyone around him.

"Masani Teiou desune." Murasaki said under her breath, the Japanese calming her a little as she spoke her mind in a way no one would understand. (Translation: An Emperor indeed.)

"Dou yuuimi desuka, nihongo ga hanaseru tenkousei-san?" (Translation: What do you mean, transfer student who can speak Japanese?)

Her breath hitched and in a fit of rage, her gaze connected with his. It was a very, very, bad move. Murasaki's mind fogged and became unable to think straight. All she could do was wallow through deep chocolate that soothed her warmly and encouraged her to stop struggling, to just let herself stay in the melting chocolate without struggling to get out.

It's easier.. Let go. Give up.

Hypnotizing eyes that made you want to just get on the ground and worship the ground he stood on. Warm, wonderful-

WAKE UP YOU IDIOT!

Murasaki abruptly tore her eyes away, taking in deep breaths without attracting a whole lot of attention. She had literally nearly drowned.

Thanks Red. You're a literal life saver.

Just saving you from being charmed by that guy. Usually you're okay, but this guy is insane.

Yeah, no kidding.

"And her name, Uryuu?"

Purple!

Fine. This gentleman seems like a worthy opponent in a battle of wits.

Whatever you say. I just work here.

Before Ishida could answer, Murasaki cut in smoothly, saying, "My name is Murasaki Kagayami. Delighted to meet you, ah, Student Council President, was it?"

Her aura completely changed, radiating a subtle elegance and confidence, her back straight and her posture immaculate and perfect. Intelligence and a slight challenge glinted in her eyes.

It was almost like she was a completely different person.

"You may call me Aizen, Aizen Sousuke. And yes, I am the Student Council President here at this school." The response was quick and clever, Aizen not surprised in the slightest by the sudden change in behavior.

"Well then, Aizen-san, I must say that your school is wonderful indeed. The design is very sophisticated and a good environment for education. Ishida-san has also been very helpful in touring me through the hallways."

"Is that so? This school does pride itself in our Student Council. Uryuu is a very capable secretary."

"Really? How very interesting."

Ishida gulped a little at the seemingly civilized and high level conversation, almost like two royals having a nice talk over tea on how to destroy a country. It was terrifying, to say in the least.

After a while, Aizen said his goodbyes, and he left. Ishida took two seconds to process, and then proceeded to lecture Murasaki. Harshly.

"What are you thinking, Kagayami-san!? You should at least address him as Aizen-senpai or President! And the way you just talked to him was so- so-"

"Sorry, Ryuu-kun, I guess I got a bit carried away, but I just didn't like that man awfully much. Though you seem to admire him a lot." Murasaki added coyly at the end, and Ishida blushed a bright red from embarrassment.

"Y-You're just imagining things! And for you to think President is a bad person! He's a wonderful leader, and very clever and kind!"

Murasaki sighed and just continued walking down the hallway. Ishida, slightly miffed, stomped after her.

"Why are you ignoring me? Hey, Kagayami-san!"

She stopped suddenly, and Ishida put on the brakes to stop from bumping in to her.

"Ishida, to blindly believe that someone is good in all ways is not a good thing. Any human has a dark side, and to believe in someone just from what you've seen of them is not very intelligent, nor wise."

He had no words to give back, since she was simply just right. But Ishida could not doubt Aizen. The older brunette had only showed such kindness and compassion to him. Sure, he was intimidating to people who tried to threaten him, but he was not a bad person, and Ishida truly believed that.

The doubt was showing on his face, and Murasaki simply sighed before turning and saying, "If Aizen told you to do anything, would you do it all?"

"Yes, of course!"

"So if he told you to go die? If he told you to kill? If he told you to ignore a student or bully someone?"

Amber gold glinted in the rising sun, the light streaming through the windows on her right and turning her ordinary brown orbs into something different, something special. Her brown hair became a shade lighter, and she radiated a calm aura that spoke of centuries of knowledge in just her 16 years.

It made Ishida remember that there were people like this in the world to, people who you felt like you could trust from the very beginning and knew things that you didn't, and started things that wouldn't usually happen.

That was Murasaki. That was her existence.

Things would start to change around here.

I think everyone would do well to believe that no one you meet is completely good. 'Good' is a real relative term after all.

Okay, the next chapter will be out... 2nd week of March?

Yeah.

See you then!

Allora