Words cannot explain how sorry I am for this horrifyingly, despicable, absolutely evil late update. Thing is, my USB didn't only delete parts of my documents, but also MY ENTIRE PICTURE FOLDER. Precious memories I had only contained in there are now all gone. So, I'm mortifyingly depressed.

Also, a warning. I won't be updating as often now because of school. (GROAN). I'm afraid that once a month is all I can promise you, twice or more if you're lucky. But, reviews can be counted for an earlier update, so review PLEASE! It's all I ask for! Surely...it's not that hard?

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Aishiteru!

Sen no yoru wo koete anata ni tsutaetai,

Tsutaenakya naranai koto ga aru.

Aisaretai demo aisou to shinai,

Sono kurikaeshi no naka wo samayotte.

Boku ga mitsuketa kotae wa hitotsu kowakutatte kizutsuitatte,

Suki na hito ni wa suki tte tsutaerun da.

I want to overcome the thousands of nights and tell you,

There's something that I must tell you,

I want to be loved, but you don't seem to love me.

I'm wandering aimlessly within this repetition,

And the answer I found is only one; that even if I'm scared, even if I'm hurt,

I'll say "I love you" to the person I love.

-Sen no yoru no koete by Aqua Timez (Bleach Movie-Memories of Nobody-)

The rest of the week passed somewhat peacefully. Physics was a trial, but with our cold war going on, it was easier to ignore than I expected. I almost found myself looking forward to my 'girl's night out'. Orihime reminded me about it constantly; even when I was on the computer and she would message me with excited little notes.

~OriHime~: Shopping tomorrow!

~OriHime~: Don't forget, ten 'o' clock at the train station!

~OriHime~: Can't wait!

At long last, her wish had come true. I was true to her schedule, and arrived at the train station ten 'o' clock prompt. Dressed in a short sleeved black dress and flats, I rolled back and forth on my heels, clicking my tongue with impatience as I tried to see her.

There she was. Waving frantically, a thin turquoise scarf billowed out behind her, twisting around with strands of her hair. People stared, but she didn't mind the attention like I would have. Obviously, colour schemes meant nothing to her as she was dressed in a pink top and white skirt, which would have been a fashion disaster a few centuries ago.

Yet what did it matter now? I questioned myself. I was just hampering myself with thoughts that would help me get 'into' this escapade, this girls night out. Only they really just depressed me more. How could I have possibly looked forward to this? Apparently, Orihime and even Hinamori could.

"You're here!" Orihime puffed. Hinamori waved. She had been right on her tail, and was wearing white sneakers, denim shorts, a blue singlet and a black cardigan.

"Are we ready to go?" I asked, the enthusiasm in my voice surprisingly high and convincing.

"Oh yeah!"

We bought tickets for the ten past ten train, claiming seats as close to the entrance/exit as possible. Karakura flashed past in a blend of colours. As Orihime and Hinamori chattered about 'their styles' and 'their colours', I was happy just to contribute the occasional word or two and just lean my head on the windowsill and distract myself from possible minefields.

At long last, we were at Tokyo. Checking my phone, it hadn't actually been that long. Orihime skipped out of the train, giving us no time to stop and admire the huge city filled with technology. She pulled us into a huge shopping center, and tried on dress after dress after dress. I myself sat dully on red plush sheets, giving criticism.

"What about this one?" Orihime pushed a white strapless dress against her body.

"It's too plain." I said frankly.

Orihime looked at it for a long moment, nodded and whisked it away to the shelves. At the same moment Hinamori emerged out of the dressing room wearing a sky blue convertible dress. The hem was asymmetric, ruffled and a ribbon around the waist. It was just-above-knee-length, and looked just right for her.

"Wow, Hinamori." I gasped. She blushed. "You look really good."

"You think?" She murmured, twisting the fabric between her fingers nervously, her bare feet curling inwards on the cool marble floor.

"Toshiro will be mad not to go for you." I answered truthfully.

"T-thanks." She giggled a little. "Now I just have to find the shoes for it."

I could feel the wind as Orihime suddenly ran past me, occupying the change room next to Hinamori's one. I waited patiently until she came out. She walked out in a flirty V-neck dress, the material a little folded. It was middling-thigh length, and very becoming.

"Wow. You've finally found the one." I said, impressed.

"I love it!" Orihime didn't hide her glee. She did a few experimental twirls, before reluctantly going back into the change rooms. "Now for the shoes!"

"For the shoes." I echoed.

"It's a pity you aren't going to the formal. There are so many wonderful dresses here!" She said.

"Pity schmiffy." I muttered under my breath.

After the dresses had been paid for, we encircled the mall for suitable shoes.

Black strappy high heels were Orihime's choice, as she walked around the store in them with confidence. I just prayed she wouldn't twist her ankle in those dangerous looking things. Hinamori opted for some safer choices of a pair of low white heels: 'Toushiro-kun is shorter than me anyway so I don't want to make him feel bad!'

"Wow! Is it five in the afternoon already?" Orihime exclaimed at her phone.

"Time flies when you're having fun." Hinamori quoted.

"Well, I think we should have dinner before going home." Orihime led us to a fine, casual looking restaurant.

"You guys go on ahead. I think I'll go and have a…little look around first." I said. Besides, I had found nothing I liked, and I was dying for a killer book.

"You sure?" Hinamori asked dubiously. "We'll come with you."

"No, really! It's fine. Go on ahead, I'll meet you later." I insisted, and turned the corner before they could argue back.

I was in a few seedy looking backstreets. No one else was in sight, and my stomach cramped in fear. However, it was too late to turn back. I was sure there were a few book stores around, I just had to look.

"Hello there, babe."

The voice startled me from behind. It belonged to a fishy looking boy in baggy jeans and a rugby jumper. His red cap was twisted onto the side, a few strands of scruffy black hair on his forehead. His eyes were deadly, and on his mouth was a sick grin.

Instinctively, I took a step back. Without answering him, I flashed him a glare and walked as fast as I could back. He didn't follow me, but as soon as I turned the corner I broke into a run. Damn my choice for these pesky flats. They dug into my feet, but pain was the last on my mind. If I didn't escape soon, it would be the first.

However, Another similar looking boy appeared right in front. With a nimble twist, I dodged his groping hands and made for the opposite direction. But they appeared everywhere. Lurking grins, mechanical, high laughter when I ran away, and then I knew.

I couldn't escape.

My back was pressed against the wall of a Chinese takeaway that had clearly lived far too long past its expiry date. Black eyes, hyena grins, my fingers dug helplessly into the brick.

"We won't hurt you, not much…"

A car swerved dangerously close, bumping into a few boys. The door opened, as I saw a none too familiar face.

"Get in!"

Obeying, all but trembling with relief, I slammed the door shut and closed my eyes. All the past events suddenly blurring like a memory.

How was it? Good? Horrifying? Hope you all liked it! It's a lot longer than my usual chapters to make up for lost time, though I don't expect to be forgiven anytime too soon...But I hope it was worth it! Don't give up on me, I won't give up on you!

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Love you all!!!!
XOXO, JJ