yay, chapter 3! Another short chapter... Nothing else to report, except tell me if Kaien is OOC... in chapters 2 and 3. Oh, and I don't own Bleach, because if I did... Bye Bye, Ichigo!
She doesn't know what to say. But he looks so serious. "umm… I can't. I need to take care of someone." She wasn't sure why she was telling him this, and yet she wanted to believe he truly wanted to help her. He stood up and attempted to dust off his clothing. "It's not that simple. If you stay here, more monsters will come after you, endangering everyone near you. You need to learn how to control your power. " The way she just looked at him like that, her bright violet-blue eyes looking so innocent. And yet he knew she wasn't.
Hisana didn't understand why he could stand there in his clean uniform, expecting his orders to be obeyed. He lived in that perfect little white world, "Sereitei" while the people who lived outside those tall walls endured hardship and poverty everyday. And now he was telling her she had "power."
"You can trust me. If I really didn't care, I would have left you to be devoured."
Almost as if he had read her mind.
He reached into his black uniform and brought out a small box. There were riceballs. He gave them to her as the sky darkened and the moon came out.
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Hisana made the long trip back to the house where she had left Rukia. She hardly felt tired, though. She was just given a chance to leave this terrible, terrible, place. She walked to the doors and quietly slid them open. She never saw anything- a cold hand clamped over her mouth, and a harsh, sinister voice whispered, breathy in her ear- "Don't you dare try anything funny. Or we won't spare even a finger from that baby for you to bury."
She couldn't breathe… and he was too strong for her. She squirmed and fought, biting his hand even- but he didn't move. Another man emerged from the darkness, clutching Rukia in his large hands. It was the vendor. He took out a shiny knife and held it menacingly close to Rukia. Too close. Hisana struggled with all her might-and cursed her weakness. "Now, now. All we want is for you to come quietly. I think-" She didn't wait to find out what he thought. With the last bit of her strength, she made a desperate bid for freedom, wrenching the hand off her mouth, twisting around and kneeing the man in the stomach. He cried out in pain, and Hisana raced towards the vendor. She was a little too late, though. The knife grazed Rukia's cheek before she tried to take it. However, he was surprisingly strong, and let her have the knife but not Rukia. The vendor, eyes wild with madness, screamed, "SHE'S JUST A BABY! YOU CAN'T TAKE CARE OF HER!" Hisana, not pausing, grabbed the bundle of blankets that was Rukia and slammed the door open, running as fast as she could.
She stumbled a few times, but managed not to fall by the light of the moon. The vendor's words echoed in her mind. She kept running, crashing through the 78th District. She knew that those men were just as scared as her. But if she knew that all they wanted were the 3 rice balls, to feed a special child at home… she would have given up her share gladly, only asking for one for Rukia. Hisana feels the tears come, and this time she doesn't wipe them away, but lets them fall down her cheeks, painting clean stripes on her dust covered face.