Chapter 8

Soifon walked slowly up the street and groaned as she saw the press swarming around the door, as if she didn't have enough trouble. She gave a sidelong look to Yoruichi and blushed as she caught the older girl staring as they walked along, Yoruichi only smiled shamelessly and turned her head slightly away.

"Since I'm the new owner I have to deal with the press right?" Yoruichi asked offhandedly.

Soifon got her blush under control and nodded, "Hopefully, they won't eat you alive with their questions."

In the short walk down the block, Soifon gave Yoruichi every tip about getting past the press as she could. Yoruichi kept walking and just walked straight through the crowd as they bombarded her with questions. Soifon was ignored by the press and she rather liked it, slipping through practically unbothered, and as she opened the front door someone seized her.

A reporter, a tall brown haired man with a curious look stopped her, "Hello, I'm Koji Are. For the channel 8 news. May I ask who you are and what relation you have to this club?"

Soifon blanked as a camara was shoved into her face and words didn't come to her. She had been noticed, and she had nothing to say. She turned quickly away and out of reach of Koji and instead was stopped by other news people, all shouting their names and the names of their network, all of them shoving microphones in her faces, as well as cameras. She backed up to wall as the more persistent paparazzi questioned her more and more.

"Who are you?"

"Do you know DJ Raging Hornet?"

"Are you Raging Hornet's girlfriend?"

"Do you know Ms. Shihouin?"

"Are you her new bodyguard?"

Soifon stayed silent, though her face showed extreme discomfort. Yoruichi decided to step in as she shoved through the paparazzi and grabbed Soifon's shoulder.

She gave the paparazzi a smirk and a glare, "She's mine."

And through the shocked expressions and the new bombardment of frenzied questions, Yoruichi shoved Soifon into the club. Soifon stared at the older woman who was locking the door behind them and turned red in the face with anger.

"Do you know what those words paired with a SMIRK imply?!" Soifon screamed.

"Yes."

Soifon stared with a surprised look, "What?"

Yoruichi smiled mischievously, "It'll look less strange when we walk out together now, we can even use the front door."

Soifon felt like screaming her head off and just turned away, trying to calm herself as dark words spilled from her lips, "You really are an idiot aren't you? ... No you're just a child who doesn't think of long standing consequences."

Yoruichi flinched as if stricken, "What long standing consequences? There are none!"

Soifon turned around, eyes narrowed vehemently, "Not for you, but now each and everyone of your little fans will either be attempting to murder me, or bothering me every single day with, 'Oh, what is she like?' 'Isn't she the coolest?'. I like my solitude, my anonymity!"

"Because you're afraid of the real world, because you're a selfish coward! It's all about you! Your solitude! Your anonymity! That is why people can't stand you!" Yoruichi spoke back angrily, so irritated at Soifon trying to push guilt onto her that the words just spilled out.

Soifon's eyes widened before she tilted her face forward slightly, covering her hurt eyes with her bangs, her voice coming out in a hard tone, "Maybe you are right, but I stopped caring a long time ago, because I have seen what the real world is, I've seen what people are. The real world is full of the monsters you call people that live only to get ahead in life and make sure those left behind suffer"

Soifon turned tightly and walked upstairs, each movement strained as she reached the top of the stairs. Yoruichi only looked wearily up as the younger woman walked away. The older woman did not truly know regret until she had met Soifon, and now she was filled to the brim with it.

She felt them, each one of those piercing glares, jealous stares, amazed looks. It was starting to get annoying as she walked through the halls, trying to keep her face unemotional and failing as her eyes smoldered with anger. She had woken up extra early to make sure she would not have to face Yoruichi in the morning, instead she had to face paparazzi and fans as well as every sleazy magazine she saw had pictures of Yoruichi pushing her into the club as if she was controlled by her. Soifon's fists were clenched so tight she felt her nails digging into her skin, anger, red hot anger seared through her veins.

"Hey! Soy Fong!"

'Ohhh, your god must REALLY hate you.' Soifon thought as an annoying sounding voice screamed out behind her.

Soifon kept walking to class at a hurried pace, hoping the person would get the message and leave her the hell alone.

"Hey! Soy!!"

No such luck. Soifon tried to get into the class room before a hand wrapped around her arm and pulled her around.

Then she saw her, it was Chizuru. Yep, she was sure that her god definitely hated her if it was letting her hang onto her arm.

"So Soy, how did you do it?" She asked eyes light, completely unaware that she was like the unfortunate rabbit that had decided to wander into a wolf's den.

"First of all, my name is not Soy Fong. It is Soifon. Second of all I want to ask you, do you really want to do this right now? Do you really want to risk me beating the living crap out of you?" Soifon hissed, the dark part of her mind reveling in the fear she caused in the annoying girl's eyes.

She took Chizuru's fearful silence as a reply, and turned around, "Good, it's nice to see that you are not a complete moron."

Soifon sighed softly to herself as she entered the classroom and put down her bag. She sat at her desk and unceremoniously let her head fall into her folded arms on top of her desk and thought to get in a small nap before school started, no one bothered her as her eyes started to drift closed, that made her feel better about the scene in the hall which proved to make the savages stay away. Finally her eyes had closed as hurried foot steps approached. Soifon's eyes snapped open and she grit her teeth as they stopped in front of her desk. She looked up and blinked in surprise as Renji stood there panting, clutching an open cell phone. He thrust it toward her and she took it.

"Hello?"

"Soifon? It's Ichigo... We have a problem. A big one. Aizen, he found out that you're a girl he's in a press conference right now."

Soifon felt as if she couldn't breathe before forcing her mouth to move and produce words, "D-Does he know it's me?"

"I think he does, he probably put it together after seeing the tabloids... By the way are those true?"

"Of course they weren't you idiot!" Soifon felt a pain in her chest, tears were welling up, it seemed that her life seemed to be collapsing around her.

"Well I think-"

Ichigo's voice was cut off by a cry that came out from the halls, feet hitting linoleum tiles sounded and Soifon punched the desk, leaving her with throbbing, red, knuckles. Soifon thrust the phone back into Renji's hands, he looked apologetic and Soifon could only give him a weak smile as she felt the last of her freedoms fluttering away from her. People tried to rush into the classroom, she heard someone cry out, hurt while trying to get into the classroom. She stood automatically and scanned the floor to where someone was on the floor grimacing in pain. She felt herself yell for them to get away from the kid and help them out. But like dumb, mindless animals they couldn't seem to comprehend. She pushed some people out of the way and held her hand to help the person out and almost recoiled when she saw who it was.

Kira.

She grit her teeth and helped him stand up before warning him in a low tone, "If I see you near me again I will kill you."

The boy seemed to pale as the deejay walked back to her seat, brushing off people's grabbing hands, smacking more than a few guys and finally sitting in her seat as the teacher yelled for students to go to class as the bell ring. She kept her head inclined as to hide her expression from classmates with thoughtful gazes. She was gritting her teeth, mourning the last freedom she had had.

And in the hall after had scared most of the student body away, a young woman stood staring into the classroom, her mind screamed silent apologies at Soifon, regret ran rampant, and all she could do was walk dolefully to class as the warning bell rang.

"Yes my fellows, our beloved DJ Raging Hornet is a girl! A girl by the name of Shoalin Fong," The recently sprung Aizen announced proudly to the paparazzi.

The wolves were let out. Now it was time to play the false role of protector.

(A/N- Sorry about taking so long to update, but hey! Summer's almost here and that means a lot of chapters! HOPEFULLY. Don't forget to vote on the poll on my author page, I would like input on that next story. Have a great day and I would love to hear from you guys on how you liked the chapter. (In normal people speech- PLEASE REVIEW. I'M BEGGING!)