Sorry for such a late update. Around two months … A NEW RECORD!! I guess that this is one of the longest pieces so far … how pathetic … in my opinion of myself. No offense if you guys right lesser then me, after all, as some say, less is more. Yet, I have very good reasons for not updating. My computer caught a virus, after it got fixed, Microsoft Word crashed making my documents have weird symbols instead of words and I just went on a trip to the NYC.
To tell you the truth, I didn't really like it. I really have no idea why though. Maybe it's because they walk to much and their McDonald's is crappy. NO OFFENSE TO PEOPLE THAT WORK THERE!! I guess I just like mine better. Anyways, please enjoy and I'm so sorry for not updating in a long time. Enjoy.
Matsumoto still thinks that what I did was very funny. Is it really? I'm kind of surprised in a way because you'd think that he'd have more haori's to spare but I guess not. But when you really think about it, all of Zaraki Kenpachi's haori's can't all be all tattered like that right? They'd just keep on making him more and more and more to wear. Or maybe they got tired of making him haori's over and over again. I guess the Soul Society must have a very good cleaning source. Very surprising about the things that we find out.
After Shirou-chan left for his meeting, I did practically nothing. Just laze around. It's really boring without someone on your back every single hour. I unfortunately can't leave yet for it still isn't five o'clock. It's actually three. The sky is getting darker as more and more clouds rolled in. There'd probably be a storm coming soon. A very good reason to ditch and to go home but you never know how much trouble you are going to be in and I am not willing to try … or maybe I should.
I glanced at Matsumoto. She was busy trying to find a place to hide her "precious" sake. So the place she chooses is Shirou-chan's desk, which is, what I think, a stupid idea. He'd find it easily! But that isn't my problem. I glanced at Shirou-chan's desk as papers were neatly laid on it. A very sneaky feeling washed over me. I grinned in happiness. I mean hey, while the cat's away, the mice gotta play. And that is what this "mouse" is going to do.
"Himi-chan!" Her voice rang out in my ear like a bell. I jumped about three feet into the air. Wow a new record.
"W-what?" I gasped as I clutched my beating heart from falling out.
"I'm going to go to Kira-kun to see how he's doing! And to drink some sa-ke!" She grinned happily as she held out some bottles. I glanced out the window and stared at the clouds rolling in. The wind's blowing harder and it seems to be getting colder too. Besides in the air, it smells like wet wood, which usually symbolized rain.
"I don't know if you should Matsumoto-san. It looks like it's gonna storm soon." She stared out the window and watched as the dust and loose pieces of grass flew slowly by. She then glanced up at the sky watching the clouds roll in at an alarming speed.
"You worry too much Himi-chan! It doesn't seem like it'd rain in a long time!" She grabbed her bottles of sake and then pranced outside heading to the third division. I stared at her for a long time watching her prance away thoroughly ignoring the warning signs that there might be an upcoming storm. I wonder if the kids are going to be okay. Wait … what was I going to do again?
I turned my attention to those neatly stacked piles of paperwork looking dangerously tempting to go look at. Sure the paperwork may seem boring but we don't know that for a fact, right? I mean for all we know, the taichous may be giving all of the boring paperwork to the fukutaichous and leaving the fun and interesting paperwork to themselves. I snuck up to the desk and just as I was about to reach out and grab a piece … well, you all know what happens next right?
"What are you doing?" I heard a very expected voice ask. I whirled around to see the very pissed of face of the on and only Shirou-chan. I froze. I hate the fact that taichous can just appear out of nowhere and totally freak you out catching you in whatever act that you are doing.
"Ano … Matsumoto accidentally messed up you paperwork and dropped it on the ground and she was too freaked out that you'd totally kill her for that so she just used that time to take … sake to Izuru-fukutaichou." I finished very proudly. Yes I think that is the best lie I have ever came up with yet! He examined the papers just by looking at it.
"Then why is it in the same order as when I left it?" Ok. I was caught there. I never thought that the work that taichous are givin is so hard so that they have to sort it all out in a specific order. I stayed there thinking for a bit till I came up with the most awesomest answer ever!
"A random coincidence that just seemed to happen in this situation thus somehow sorting the papers into the correct order. The strange phenomenon that happens only once in a while!" He already knew that I was lying but hey! Lying to him gave me the ability to think up more good lies to deceive people. A very useful skill. Shirou-chan scoffed as he went to his desk, picked up a random paper, then threw it at me.
"I don't see why Yamamoto-soutaichou put such a stupid girl in my care. I would've never thought that somebody'd be stupid enough to actually go through classified problems."
"I AM NOT STUPID!" I yelled back.
"If you were actually smart, you wouldn't of looked through these papers. You'd get killed if somebody else found you looking through their stuff. We have to do some errands, baka onna." He started to walk out the door leaving me in surprise.
"I'M NOT A BAKA ONNA!!" I yelled back following him. He openly ignored me and went on walking. Ya know? I thought he'd kill me and stuff. Well! I guess I'm finally getting a place in his life called a friend or acquaintance! It's amazing! Woot! We shunpoed and then he stopped abruptly. We weren't by any taichou's office.
"Why are we here?" I stared at a huge building. In huge kanji characters said Training Hall. A big sinking feeling came into me when I remembered the words of Yama-jii. The main reason why I'm actually Shirou-chan's "subordinate" is so that he could train me and keep an eye on me so that I'm not up to any mischief. Yet it is not called "mischief", it is called experimenting. Seeing how long it takes me to run out of energy by running at full speed is not called "mischief", it is called experimenting. Totally different things.
We then walked inside.
My hair was tied up in a tiny ponytail. A bead of sweat ran down my face. Here we were in this training hall. I was dressed in a white kimono with a red hakama on. Just like how all of the people in the academy dress. My whole body aches right now from all of the bruises Shirou-chan gave me. It's not my fault that I have all these bruises on me. I only have a really short sword to defend with while he has a three foot long one. One to match my zanpakutou and one to match his. How do you expect me to survive?
I attacked again with my short little "dagger". He easily deflected it. He had his same look. His eyes half lidded with a bored expression on. Right after he deflected it, he went on offensive mode and struck me in the shoulder. I flew back onto the ground. I gasped in pain. He could at least go a little easier you know. I'm not going to complain though. I know what he's going to say. Everything about the consequence thing.
I slowly got up to my feet and attacked again. Instead of attacking up front, I went from behind. I slashed my sword down only to meet his coming right back at me. I put all of my force and weight into it yet like before, I just got propelled away. I landed with a heavy thud. I'm so tired I can barely even think. He's not giving me any pointers. All he is making me d is trial and error. If at once you don't succeed try, try again. If then you don't succeed, try, try again.
I scoffed. Whoever made up that saying probably was not injured and fighting at the same time. Getting pounded on blast after another. Shirou-chan doesn't seem to care. Insensitive jerk. Not caring if I'm injured. Yeah! I just got totally injured in my shoulder and in my leg a few days ago. I just love to get pounded on day after day! Yeah right.
What is junk about this training is that there is no shunpo, no hand-to-hand combat (which I'm not that good at yet efficient enough to survive), and no kido, my strongest trait. Only sword fighting. Oh the horror the horror. Since I can't use shunpo, I don't know where his weaknesses are because once I try to look, I get knocked away. I'm terrible at sword fighting. I rarely, if ever, use it. I can't dodge it for some reason that I don't know. If someone keeps on attacking me, I can't go into offensive. I can't deflect. I seriously suck at it. Why? Because Yoru-sensei and Ke-sensei never taught it to me once. IT'S ALL THEIR FAULT!!
The senseis always said, "Think of your sword as an extension of your hand." I don't want an extension of my hand! I like my hand's length thank you very much. Extensions of hands make it harder to fight because your arm gets heavier and slower. Isn't that an awesome argument? I can survive very well without my zanpakutou. All I need is kidou and shunpo and I'm good to go. You know what really sucks? Only about twenty minutes passed and I still need about an hour more of training.
"Hurry up and attack, baka onna." I growled.
"I'M NOT A BAKA, CHIBI-CHAN!" He flinched back in horror as veins appeared on his head. He seemed really pissed. I smirked.
"Chibi-chan … IF YOU WEREN'T SO STUPID, YOU WOULDN'T BE HERE!! And besides, I don't' see why you call me Chibi-chan when YOUR SHORTER THEN ME!" I jumped back in horror. So I'm the idiot?! And there is nothing wrong with being short … if you're a girl that is.
"WELL … AT LEAST I HAVE A BETTER CHANCE ON GETTING A PARTNER IN LIFE UNLIKE YOU! IT'S GOOD FOR A GIRL TO BE SHORT BECAUSE YOU CAN GET A MAN TALL OR SHORT! Short guys on the other hand, don't even have a good chance because odds are; they're already past puberty so they can't get any taller. When was the last time you at least grown one centimeter?" I retorted.
"At least I'm way smarter then you. No person in the right mind would actually want to have a stupid girl as a partner. You'd be lucky to go on a date with Marechiyo Oumaeda!" I was totally shocked. How dare he say that about me! I wouldn't be caught dead going out with someone like Marechiyo. Ew.
"Well, considering your height, the only person who you could actually go out with is Yachiru! And that would be only if you're lucky because judging by her appearance, she's going to be long gone the day she turns into a lady. So at least I have a chance for a 'stupid' girl!" He was about to retort when-
CRASH!! Our eyes snapped into that direction. The doors blew open to reveal Matsumoto bursting into the room followed with two other guys. One had blonde hair covering half of his face. He had a fukutaichou's badge on his arm. The other guy had black short spiky hair. He had 69 tattooed on his face and three black lines on the other side. They were drenched in water. Outside showed rain practically flying sideward's in the wind. Tree branches and other things blew in the wind with them.
"Taichou!" gasped Matsumoto obviously out of breath, "Gillian classed hollows have been found near the South entrance. Yamamoto-soutaichou has ordered that you and Ukitake-taichou dispatch of them. The storm is too intense to send anybody else."
"Matsumoto, help anybody who needs help and bring him here. This is the one place that is safe to be in this weather. Shuuhei, Izuru, go back to your divisions and assist your captains."
"Hai." They shunpoed out and was gone in a flash.
"Kirei?" Asked Toushirou. I glanced at him.
"Hai?" I asked.
"Take care of anybody she brings."
"Hai." Wow! This is the first time when I got an actually real order from a taichou that does not pertain to me and my mischievous acts! Cool. How awe-
"And stay out of trouble."
"WHAT?!" Then he was out. Gone in a flash. I sighed. Evil little brat. How dare he say to stay out of trouble! Trouble is not my middle name thank you very much! It's Mischievous! It's so cold now. I sighed again listening to the wind blow. I glanced at the windows and froze. Isn't supposed to be bad to stay close to windows because they might break?!
"AAUUGGHH!!" Quickly I scooted away from one of them until I was completely in the middle of the room. Wait … won't I get easier hit if I'm in the middle?
"AAUUGGHH!!" Quickly I ran in the corner and huddled myself in there. This sucks. If only anybody could see how bored I was. Always being so anxious about safety. Aw crap. This totally sucks. Aw screw safety. I'm bored. I stood up and made my way around the place. Unlike the academy training areas, this one didn't have a place where people can just sit and watch. This was basically just a huge room with wooden floors. On the side was a whole closet full of swords both big and small and another one filled with towels long and small. In the bottom of that closet was a small pot and a tea pot.
"Nani …" Why would a training are have a pot and a teapot? By the pots was a bunch of bandages and antiseptics. Again, nani? Why was there this stuff in a training area? Well sure, I guess for injuries yet … we don't need this much stuff. There was practically thirty piles of bandages around two feet high per pile. The bottom shelf of this closet was actually pretty roomy. Around three feet high or so. I glanced around again.
I moved the pot away to reveal even a bigger pot underneath in a hidden compartment. Inside of that was a bunch of herbs, medicines and teabags. Also inside of it, was a huge pile of white kimonos. The kind of kimonos that I wore inside the fourth division hospital. It was large in quantity. Huge. Turns out that the hidden compartment turned out to actually be a huge basement. What I was looking at was just one of its steps to the bottom.
"Wow." That was the only word that could come out of my mouth. "Wow". So uncool. Inside was a stove. One of those western kind portable stoves. The ones that ran on kerosene and stuff. Then on the sides were more kimonos and a bunch of blankets. Probably as much as there were towels. On a table was a book. It was I guess a little surprising because usually people use those scroll thingies and they never use books … well actually there is that library where it has everything but … that doesn't count. I opened the book and leafed through the pages. The pages were actually written in script … in English.
"Great! One of the things that actually look interesting to me and it is in English. ENGLISH OF ALL LANGUAGES!!" I growled in disgust. I do know how to speak a little bit of English. It was actually one of the things that we had to learn in my so called "home". Yet as you all know, I never really pay attention and all. How junk and at the wrong time.
I flipped back to the first page. Pretty much the only thing I could actually decipher was sentence that said something to the affect of "you shall not know my name". Ooh! Scary ne? Yet it'd be cooler if I could actually decipher the cursive. The damned cursive of doom! It shall destroy us all! DESTROY US AAAALLL!! DESTROY US AAAALLL!! … Okay I'm done acting like an idiot. I climbed back up to the top. Then the door slammed open with around a dozen guys bursting in.
"So … cold …" There they were, collapsed on the ground. Their clothes were drenched in water. Their hair stayed glued to their head. Not only that, their uniforms clung to their bodies as if glue too. Now what? My mind drifted back to my children (the mod souls that live with me. They aren't really my children yet I like to call them that.). Whenever they got caught in the rain, I'd tell them to take a bath and then dress in new clothes. Well … there aren't really any showers but there are towels. I picked up twelve towels from the piles of towels and dropped them on their heads.
"Underneath that closet, there is stairs that leads to the basement of this building. In it, you'll find clothes that you can change in so that you wouldn't be cold anymore. After you are done, grab a blanket and then come back up here yet, before you do, bring the portable stove up here with one can of kerosene." I said in my "subordinate of Hitsugaya-taichou" voice.
"Hai!" They took the towels and went downstairs into the basement. They seemed to tired to care that a girl way younger then them was ordering them around. Not that I cared. I liked it that way. I get to be in charge right now and even more I'm authorized for it! WOOT!! I sighed as I saw the mess they left behind. A huge pile of muddy footprints. I then got the towel and started to wipe it. I then took the huge pot, took it outside, and left it under the roof so that when the water drops dripped off of the roof, it'd fall into the pot. After a while, it got full and I filled the small pot of water from then on. I walked back in.
"Is this what you were looking for?" One of the guys asked. There in his hands was the portable stove and one can of kerosene. After thanking him and putting the pot of water on the side, I then took the stove, put the kerosene in, started it up, and then started to heat up the water. (Author's note: wow … long sentence. Also, the water is for people to drink so they can get warmed up).
Ten o'clock PM
I don't really know how much hours passed so far. A lot of people arrived here, probably around one hundred or so. They're all asleep now. It's pretty dark out right now and the storm is still going strong. The wind blew hard, almost as strong as to shatter the windows yet they still held strong. I shivered. Shirou-chan and Matsumoto are still out so far. I guess that there was a lot of gillians there. Well, at least I know that Matsumoto is okay. Always helping people to arrive. The door busted open revealing Matsumoto. Well, speak of the devil.
"Mo! I'm so tired yet at least I'm done. I'm pretty sure that's all of them." Cried Matsumoto in happiness. She was soaked to the bone in water. I wrapped the towel around her shivering arms and guided her inside. After doing the same routine I told everybody,
"Nani?" My eyes were hypnotized far into the rain looking at what seemed to be, a moving object. I was about to dismiss it yet then I heard something. Noooo! Nani? Doooonnoooo!! What? Kiiiirrreeiii-doooonnnnoooo!! My eyes widened. I could barely hear that voice yet I'm positive it said my name. The pouring from the rain almost engulfed the voice yet I could hear it, that very familiar voice.
"Kiiiirrreeeiiii-doooooonnnooo!!" Baka. I ran out into the rain towards the object or should I say girl. The rain stung like little whips yet I still kept going on. I told them this for every single day! When a storm is coming and is here, STAY HOME!! Yet no! She's such a worry wart that she has to come all the way in this rain just to give me something or tell me something that isn't important then safety. After I got to her, I yanked her up and started to run back. She was actually wrapped in a blanket so I really didn't get to see if it was actually her but, everybody needs to be saved. The wind was blowing so hard threatening to blow me away.
"Kuso!" I could barely even keep my footing. I'm so going to kill her when we get back to the hall. Crash! Oh no. I turned my eyes against the wind to see a log coming right at me at breakneck speed. I tried running yet it only slowed me down getting me farther and farther away from the hall. Damn wind. I can't even shunpo in this weather! Crash! My eyes widened as I saw the log, less then a yard away, about to knock me away into the storm. I braced for the impact.
"Baka." I heard somebody mutter. Then right after that in a split second, I felt a hand wrap around my waist and started to carry me. My eyes were pretty much shut the whole time so I really didn't get to comprehend everything but I'm pretty sure that somebody saved me from the log because after a second was over, I was back under the roof of the training hall. I held the shivering bundle close to me to warm her up. I was about to thank whoever saved me when …
"Sh-Sh-Shi-ro-rou-ch-ch-chan … w-w-what a-are y-you do-doing he-here?" I asked as terror started to build up in me. I could practically see the dark waves of fury surrounding him. I slowly backed up until I reached the wall. Tears started to build up. How many times am I going to almost die because right now is one of them.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING WALKING INTO THE STORM LIKE THAT?! DID IT EVER CROSS YOUR MIND THAT MAYBE IT WAS TOO STRONG TO NAVIGATE?! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THI-" The little bundle that I was previously holding flew out of my arms and actually tackled him to the ground. The blanket previously wrapped around her had fallen off to show that she was an actual being instead of an object.
"Don't yell at Kirei-dono please! She didn't mean to run out in the storm!! She was going in to save me so please don't yell at Kirei-dono! Yell at me please!" I gotta admit! It was so cute. A small girl around half of the size of Shirou-chan, who pretty much tackled him to the ground trying to hold him down and yelling at him to yell at her. I find this a bit weird to tell you the truth.
"…" (Shirou-chan)
"…" (Usagi-chan)
"Pppppmmmmssttt (smothering a giggle)!!" Unfortunately, I can only use words to tell you how funny this looks and all. I would draw a picture if I could yet this looked so freakin cute and funny at the same time. I covered my mouth with my hand and rolled on my side curled up in a ball, my shoulders shaking.
Ten minutes later …
Well, I stopped laughing around five minutes after the … incident and all. First I had to get dried off and then wear those irritating kimono/yukata thingies. And before you guys even think it, I changed in that basement thingy while Shirou-chan was above ok?! God. Perverted minds in these kids today. I actually had a use to my zanpakutou too! I used it to make another kimono/yukata thing to fit Usagi-chan. It was … very grueling. Now she's asleep.
I glanced up at the face of the tenth division taichou. He seemed incredibly pissed off at the moment. Well, I guess it's because I'm right now drying his hair with a towel … it's not my fault though! It just bugs me like a lot of other little things in the world.
"It's your fault you know, why I'm taking care of you right now. 'Take care of anybody she brings' you said or something to that effect."
"I didn't say to take care of me!" He growled back.
"I know … but your hair's really soft … do you condition it?" I asked. I'm jealous. How come he has nicer hair then me when I'm a GIRL?!
"Why would I even condition my hair in the first place?!" He growled back. (Gee I use the word growl too much).
"Because you like to … or because Matsumoto forces you too. They're all possibilities. Either way, your hair is really soft." Geez what a retarded conversation. He smacked my hand away as I whined in sadness. I mean seriously! His hair is really fun to poke.
"How the hell do you even come up with these ideas in the first place?" He asked.
"It's called imagination, Shirou-chan!"
"It's Hitsugaya-taicho-"
"Yeah whatever. Anyways, my immediate family is always so uptight. They never let me do anything fun. It was always, kanji or history of Seireitei and all that kind of crap. I had no freedom of speech in that house. The elders always looked down on me because my mother was a human. I tried my best to do everything that they told me to do … it's just that, effort isn't enough for them. Everything had to be finished at two hundred percent.
"Yet when they moved me out and sent me to the school, I actually had freedom there. Although people teased me, I got to say what I wanted to say, ditch class and only get scoldings instead of the usual lectures that lasted around an hour. Then I also made a friend there, one of the few shinigami friends that I actually had. Although people hated me more, it still felt nice.
"You know, when I actually learned that you was going to be my mentor and all, I actually was kind of happy you know? I mean I know that I was going to be under more surveillance and stuff, yet, it was a way to make more friends. I consider you to be my friend, one of my nakama! I bet you don't really like that and all yet I really do! I know that you'd never admit it but you consider me your friend and all."
"Are you suggesting that I'm in denial?" He asked. His eyes showed hints of curiosity to my previous speech. I grinned facing the small fire as I took some hot water out of the pot and put it into a small tea cup.
"Basically." I replied.
"Then you are the one that's truly in denial." He answered back.
"Nandesu ka?" I asked as I put the tea bag into the cup as the steam rolled in the air.
"Because nobody'd want a friend that'd steal their haori. They wouldn't want a friend whose annoying, who talks too much, forces you to make promises and is rude." He replied.
"Yet that is the type that always seems to grow onto you." I answered back while handing him the cup of tea he in turn, taking a sip.
"'Seems' is the key word. 'Seems' is not exact. It's merely just an opinion."
"Yet one of the meanings of opinion is a conclusion of facts. Don't think that my opinion is based on a foundation of nothing." I took a sip from my own cup of tea.
"You are a strange girl." I glanced at him, curiosity evident on my face. "During most of the time, you're irritating and annoying and at other times, you're actually … manageable." I grinned.
"Well, my blood type is an AB." I answered back chuckling a bit. Even he seemed to smile. Just then a hell butterfly flew into the room interestingly not drenched.
"Tenth division Taichou Hitsugaya Toushirou, report to the first division." It said. He put his cup on the side and started off.
"Shirou-cha-" I began.
"It's Hitsugaya-tai-"
"Whatever. Stay warm okay? From the looks of it, you might get sick considering you don't eat and all."
"Don't worry about me. Worry about the health of the rest." He replied.
"Who said I was worried about you? I just seem to know more about health then you do." I answered rather irritated.
"Urusai, baka." And with that, he left. I glared at the empty space that he just stood.
"MY NAME IS NOT BAKA!!" I half whispered half yelled.
"Ah?" Came a voice besides me. Usagi-chan's ears dropped in an adorable fashion. I crawled to her and told her to go back asleep.
"Demo … Kirei-dono, are you going to go sleep too?" I smiled as I brushed her light golden curly hair behind her ears.
"I can't do that, if I did, I'd be disobeying orders. How can I take care of everyone if I'm asleep?"
OK! Just to let you know, they are NOT flirting just now. They were having a battle with words. Kirei-chan does NOT flirt and I doubt Shirou-chan does too. Anyways, we got to see a little of Kirei-chan's personality that is kept secret from the world! Next chapter should come out quickly and all, and I'm actually going to add another story. Here's a little of it!
… There was always something there inside of me. Living. Existing. It was a different being yet the same. Changing with my emotions. At times, sharp, stinging like a sword. Other times refreshing and cool. Living inside of me as one being. One only …
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Here I am lying on the ground. Eyes staring at the dark gray clouds as cool drops of water fall soaking my clothes, sinking into my hear. My head is pounding pounding pounding taking away my emotions, as I should be panicking right now. My cheeks feel sticky as is I was cry8ing a little while ago. Everything is blurry for my glasses were gone.
"How the heck did I even end up in this situation?" I stupidly ask myself expecting no answer in return from somebody else. Oh … wait. On my way to school I slipped falling backwards into a mailbox hitting my head graciously rewarding myself with a nice trip to dreamland and a huge bump on my head. I chuckled softly at myself due to my unexpected clumsiness for which I usually wasn't.
Slowly I pulled myself up into a sitting position and felt the bump on my head about one inch in diameter. My huge bag on my back giving me a backache while my glasses … where are they? I saw my glasses all the way across the road by a tree. I glanced at my thankfully waterproof watch. 6:04 AM. Well … at least I still have time to go to school today. The first day of high school. Yet I still don't get it. How did my glasses end up all the way on the other side of the road? My eyes widened. That dream.
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It started like any other day. Woke up at four o'clock in the morning due to nervousness, got ready, then left at four thirty-five. My mom was on a business trip preventing her from dropping me off at school. It was raining in the morning and strong winds blew my only umbrella away leaving me with just a long raincoat. I remember getting splashed by a car and then when I turned to give it a thoroughly wasted ugly look, I saw something.
The water wasn't hitting the ground. Does that make any sense? You know like when a raindrop falls onto the ground, it splashes right? Well these were splashing in the air as if they were dropping on an invisible object – no thing. Like a big bulky super tall person. What's even freakier is that it seemed to be getting closer. When I tried to run, I couldn't move. I wasn't frozen in fear (although I was freaked) yet I seriously couldn't move as if I was paralyzed or something. So recon, some invisible thing getting closer to you while you are paralyzed. Unbelievable, right?
Then I felt myself get blown on the stomach and then in a blink of an eye, smashed into a tee. Let me tell you that it hurt really really bad. I think I broke a couple ribs or something. It was a seriously a very vivid dream. I almost lost conscious. Losing conscious in a dream. Ironic?
It's called Awakened and the main character is basically me. It is a Bleach fanfiction and if you like it, I'm gonna add it on soon! So please review!