A/N: ! Thanks to um… bffaaitf? I think that's how you spelled it. Any how, I will do my best to make her appear blinder throughout the stories but as you said it's hard to do when I am not blind. But I'll try. Thanks for your comment! TO THE DISCLAIMER MUWHAHAHA!
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach. I do own ChiyoChi and other OCs that may/are in this/ future fic. Is that confusing? Whatever.
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A mother walked into a bank. Seconds later, gunshots were heard. Inside the bank, you would see a robbery taking place. You would also see a women lying on the floor. She would seem asleep. Until you saw the blood that began to leak out from under her. Minutes before the gun shots, this women would not give them her money. So she paid the price with her- I shot up. I couldn't tell where I was. "Hello?" I called. "Guys! She's awake!" I heard a muffled voice call. I could tell it was a girl by the pitch but my mind was too groggy to make it out. I rubbed my head lightly. "What a head ache…" I whimpered. "Here." I could feel a cold plastic being shoved into my hand, while in the other two small pills. "Thanks" I whispered my voice cracking. "ChiyoChi, it's me Orohime." "Oh hi Orohime." I said before swallowing the pills. (A/N: If you hadn't guessed, the cold plastic was a cup of water). "Hey ChiyoChi. How are you feeling?" Another voice asked, this time male. "Uuryu? Fine I guess. What hap- Oh yeah…" I recalled the incident that happened before I fell asleep.
"What time is it?" I wondered aloud. "9:00 pm." Ichigo's voice this time. "NINE OCLOCK?" I jumped up. "Reed! I was supposed to pick him up!" "Chill ChiyoChi! We picked him up and took him home. We said we'd bring you when you woke up." I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you. But may I ask why ALL of you stayed here? It's late shouldn't you guys be at home?" Uuryu's voice this time, "We all wanted to make sure you were okay…" I blushed. "T-thanks guys…" I whispered. Ichigo grunted. "Yeah." Chad's monotone voice came from a bit away, probably at the door. "Well… I must be going!" I said cheerfully walking right into a wall. "NO COMMENT!" I yelled when I heard Ichigo begin to talk. "Sigh… ChiyoChi, I'll walk you home." Uuryu offered. I blushed. "H-Hai."
Uuryu and I walked for awhile before I broke the silence. "Thanks." "Hmm? Oh yeah that. No problem." "How'd you find me?" "We were all worried when you ran off…" I smiled. "Thank you… Uuryu… By the way you don't have to call me ChiyoChi-san… Call me ChiyoChi." I said blushing. Suddenly I tripped. I braced my self for impact. It never came. "Are you alright, ChiyoChi." Uuryu asked bringing me into his chest. "Y-Ye-ah… Thanks…" I stuttered out. I shivered. "Its so cold…" Uuryu brought me closer. I was suddenly thankful that it was dark because my face was probably bright red. "Thank you Uuryu…" I whispered. I felt so shy. It wasn't like me. "ChiyoChi?" "Yeah?" "N-Never mind.." "Uuryu?" "It's nothing." "Are you sure?" "Hn." "Okay then." I said now walking. It was a bit awkward after that.
"Well this is it… My house" "Okay then…" He said. "Uuryu… Be safe going home, okay?" "Of course. You be safe too." I waved as I walked toward the front door of my house. I tripped over one of the steps and skinned my knee. "Ouch…" I said tears filling my eyes. I could feel myself being picked up. "U-Uuryu? What are you doing?" He knocked on the door. "CHIYOCHI!" My dad yelled. I cringed. "get in the house ChiyoChi. We'll talk about your punishment for skipping later." He said slamming the door in Uuryu's face. "D-dad!" I yelled as he pushed me up to the wall. I could smell liquor on his breath. 'Crap! The only time he gets violent is when he's drunk!' I thought. He slapped me with his free hand. I closed my eyes. Not like I could see anyway. Tears ran freely down my cheeks as he dropped me. "Mom" I whispered. Big mistake. He hit my back, knocking me out.
I woke up the next morning in my bed. I breathed in the scent of my perfume that still lingered in the air. I got up. "Man I'm so sore." I said to myself. I sighed as I grabbed one of my school uniforms and slipped it on. I smoothed the gray fabric with my hands and adjusted the gray jacket over my white shirt. I grabbed my lunch and, since it was Wednesday, didn't have to wait for Reed because he had kick boxing earlier and left. I slipped on my skates. Now I know, a blind person skating does sound to smart. But I've got my stick thingy to lead me!
I could tell I probably had a bruise on my cheek and neck where my dad had smacked me and held me up. I sighed when Orohime glomped me and asked me how it happened. "Nothing Orohime." This was gonna be a looooonng day.
Now I know my readers. This was a pathetic excuse for a chapter but as I said for the other story, I have writers block. Help me! I need ideas. Anything. Anyways, R&R!