Chapter 4

Soifon woke up and moaned in pain. She felt like shit; her head throbbed painfully as she tried to swivel it around to see where she was. She finally just gave up and stared at an unfamiliar, sterile white ceiling, whimpering at the strong aches she felt all over her body as she tried to move.

And the sudden jolt of pain made memories rush back in multitude. Soifon blinked in pain as images impacted her brain.

"Ugh, what th' hell're ya doin' ya stupid brat?!" Gin roared as Soifon stumbled, but still stood up right.

Soifon groaned, and glared, letting words slip from her mouth the she soon regretted, "I was running until you got in my way idiot!"

Gin looked at her incredulously before his sly fox smirk slipped back onto his face, "Good, Now Ah got more of a reason ta beat your ugly face in."

Soifon's eyes widened and she tried to bolt, but Gin grabbed her by the front of her uniform and threw her backwards into an alley. Soifon winced as her head roughly hit the wall behind her and she looked up to see Gin walking casually toward her. But this time was different from all the other times he had roughed her up. This time he had friends. There was one, huge, fat, and ugly, and another, tall, lanky, depressed looking kid.

"Kira, Omaeda, let's show this girl a lesson," Gin said cruelly as the three boys circled in.

She tried to make a run for it, but a fat hand grabbed her by the collar and threw her back down. She felt something connect with her ribs, knocking all the breath out of her, and then felt her back hit the wall again. Hard. She felt her vision blur slightly, and bit back a moan of pain as the three boys circled closer once more, the only one that looked remorseful was Kira, but at that point that mattered for absolutely nothing. Soifon felt another strong kick connect with her gut, and let out a soft whimper the boys probably didn't hear. Laughs and kicks to all parts of her body were all she could hear or feel. Then it stopped.

She opened her eyes that had been clenched shut to try and get an image of what was going on, but it was useless. Her vision was blurred and fuzzy because of the intense pain coursing through her body, all she saw was a six big blobs, each with different top colors. One had orange, another red, there was silver, yellow, and black. But the most prominent one in her vision was a blob that had purple on the top of it. Noises came to her ears, but they were muffled and distorted, as if she was hearing them from underwater.

One face finally came into focus just as she began to lose consciousness.

Yoruichi.

"Don't worry Soi, we'll get you somewhere safe."

Then Soifon's world went black.

'I wonder who the other two blobs were...' Soifon heard a door open and shifted her eyes toward the sound.

"Who's there?" Soifon asked, letting out a groan as she tried to sit up against her body's wishes.

Yoruichi entered her field of vision and gently pushed the younger woman back into the bed, grimacing as she looked upon Soifon's bruised and swollen face.

"Soifon, stay laying down, we've got a back up DJ for tonight," She said softly.

Soifon frowned deeply, her muscles protesting through glints of pain, "You replaced me?"

The older girl rolled her eyes and smiled in a cat-like manner, "No, we just got a stand in damn it. No one could replace you, plus your pals would kill me if I even tried."

She gestured at something behind her and soon enough, Renji and Ichigo were on either side of her, toeing the ground nervously as Soifon's frown morphed into a scowl.

"I told you guys to stay away during school days or people would get suspicious as to why you'd even talk to me," Soifon hissed.

Ichigo glared, but Renji just grinned, the red-haired boy ruffling her hair, "I thought we told you that if anyone got too rough we would bypass your conditions and beat them into a pulp. Because, you're like my little sister."

Soifon blushed, and a smile adorned her bruised face, "You bastard, bypassing my damn rules."

Renji and Ichigo burst out laughing, though Yoruichi stood there like a fifth wheel feeling as though she didn't belong, but said nothing and waited for the boys to leave. When they finally did, Yoruichi gingerly touched the bruise upon Soifon's cheek, the darkest one that was exposed at the moment, and muttered an apology as the events of yesterday smacked her in the face.

Yoruichi blasted past people and grinned happily before she nearly slammed head first into her employees that raced right back toward her.

'What were their names again?' Yoruichi thought to herself as she skidded to a stop and grabbed their arms to stop them from running.

"Boss let go and look over there!" one of them cried out, his strange orange hair seemed up on edge as he pointed.

The other just struggled out of her grip and kept on running. He looked back at the other boy and silently urged him to hurry up. The carrot top nodded and gripped Yoruichi's arm and dragged her along before he shouted to the one up ahead.

"Renji, if you let her get hurt I get to kick your ass!" He shouted hoarsely.

The one now known as Renji looked back and glared, "Shut up you idiot and keep up, Gin has her and I think his two goons are entering the alley now, so god damn it Ichigo hurry the fuck up!"

Yoruichi blinked and thought quickly of who Gin would grab into an alley... His biggest target... Her eyes widened and she got out of Ichigo's grip and sprinted forward, right past Renji and into the alley just in time to see Gin and two other boys kicking Soifon brutishly with two out of the three laughing cruelly. Yoruichi growled and shot forward and her fist dug hard into the side of Gin's face. He fell hard to the ground, a stream of blood flowed from his nose and the other two boys turned to protect their leader. But the two were stopped by angry boys finally catching up and seeing their fellow employee on the floor vehemently beat the other two boys to a pulp. When they were down it was Yoruichi who gathered the younger woman, and began her way to the hospital.

Only getting in one reassuring statement before the DJ passed out.

"Why the hell are you apologizing?" Soifon asked her boss plainly, snapping Yoruichi out of her reverie.

"This thing was my fault."

"Shut up and don't be stupid, no one is at fault except for me for not knowing how to fight," Soifon let the brevity of her statement give emphasis to her words.

Yoruichi frowned only slightly before she laughed, "Heh, fine take the blame if you wish. But at least I can help you in something. If you cook for me every morning I'll teach you how to defend yourself."

Soifon smirked, "Deal."

Yoruichi sighed and turned away, "Alright then girly. Get to resting up, I have a feeling we're not going to have a huge crowd for a while."

Soifon rolled her eyes but comply, welcoming sleep as it rolled over her. Vaguely feeling something rubbed over her skin as she slipped into dream land.

As Yoruichi rubbed the cool wet towel lightly over the younger woman's face she sighed as the swelling finally looked to be going down. And for once in a long time Yoruichi felt blissfully happy, even in the circumstances. It was slightly disconcerting, but she held onto the feeling, not knowing when it may return again.

Outside the club 'El Sonido' a man stood, smiling so sweetly it seemed to be fake. his light brown hair shimmered in the moon light and his glasses glinted, blocking a look into his eyes.

This man was Aizen. And he was here to get the best talent in Japan under his control no matter what the means.

A/N: Oh yes, Aizen is here too, and he's got his eyes set on Soifon. See you guys on the next installment.