Friday.
F**K YEAH IT'S THE END OF THE WEEK
Yes, I love Friday. Who doesn't?
She found herself looking asymmetrical the next day. No legs, and one arm. Her voice squeaked in denial of the ugly thing her body disappeared into. Her remaining palm smashed into the mirror, almost breaking it. In the invisible hand was a small razor. She wanted to experiment. She brought the gleaming metal to the wrist that seemed not to exists. Would it bleed? She brought the edge to the skin and pulled.
A second. Nothing.
A minute. Nothing.
2 minutes. A trickle of red flooded out.
She nodded and wrapped the scar in a pink bandage. Clinging to the wound, she laughed because it was a circle, floating in the air. It was a interesting sight. The sound of footsteps echoed through the bathroom. And she hesitated, she did not want Ichigo think the worse since she was still holding the bloody blade. She opened the waste bin, discarding it there and pulling a napkin over it.
"Hey! Rukia, what are you doing? You've been in here a hour."
"Really? I'll leave then!"
A hand wrapped around her waist.
"Woah... why don't you take a shower. With me?"
Her features heated and she began to frantically shake her head. He laughed, and moved his grip to her hand, catching the fresh cut.
"AHH!"
Her yelp triggered him to let go and become faced with the open injury. His eyes turned cold and his hold fell limp. Before she could argue, he turned abruptly and tugged her out into the hallway. His touch was rough and she felt fear crawl into her pores. He sensed her tense up and pushed her to the ground and towered over.
"Ichigo...I..."
"SHUT UP! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? CUTTING YOURSELF?"
"I was...not.."
"THEN WHAT THE HELL IS THAT ON YOUR ARM?"
"I...ca..can...expl..."
He screamed louder. Hollered out question, never giving her a chance to answer. She trembled. The yelling made her feel small. Terrified at the sound and it made her sick. She wondered how long her had shouted. It didn't stop. He kept ranting, blowing up in her face. It was too much for a girl to handle. She shook and could feel herself breaking down. No...She had been yelled at before, she could take it. But her eyes were beginning to become blurry with tears.
She ran. Ran out into the cold air of the morning. She wandered down blocks, through corners, and around turns. Before long it turned dark and the Kuchiki found herself lost. It occurred to her that she might have walked at least 5 miles away from the Kurosaki household. The violet sun smiled and waved goodbye. She sighed. Alone and on the verge of crying. That screwed up her Friday.
"Hey cutie you free?"
The voice was unfamiliar and she turned sharply to be faced with a arrancar. A drunk arrancar.
"Um, no thank you."
Nnoitra Jiruga, the quinto espada reached out to grab her hair.
"Who said you could disagree?"
"I did."
A third call drew the attention of the man and woman.
"Ichi...go?"
"Go away kid"
A fist bawled into her stomach with great force. A cough threw out of her mouth. The shock and the pain mixed in and she felt her pick up her right hand to hit, but it had evaporated also. This was not good. A fickle twitch formed out of her eye. She had to think of an escape. A second blow hit her in the neck. Spitting on the asphalt, she felt the criminal let loose of her scalp and a arm twined around her, keeping her from a horrible fall.
"Basterd, she said no thank you!"
She watched, not blinking as the teen fought off the male. He was battered into a deformed shape and she could have swore the shinigami would kill him. Her belly ached, but she found the power to speak.
"Let him go..."
The boy turned, his hallow mask was on and the yellow-animal like eyes slanted.
"Ichigo...Ichigo... Don't do something you'll regret.."
The Kurosaki dropped the victim and watched him run off into the direction of a opening gap. His mask was still on. Rukia moved closer and swept his orange locks out of the way. Still clutching her stomach, she smiled. Leaning in to kiss the white exoskeleton covering his face.
"Your so beautiful"
"Don't cut yourself. Why would you do that?"
"It was a trial thing, I wanted to see if my body would react even though it looks transparent."
"Oh. I'm sorry then."
"Why? You just saved me. I should be sorry for causing you the problem."
Her hands were now completely gone. They were nothing to the eye.
"Disgusting I know."
"No. Your still my Rukia."
"It's a nice way to end a Friday huh?"
"Well I'm with you so, yes."
