(english)
'thoughts'
attacks,hado...etc
Hollow speech
HEELLLOOOO!!! I'm partially back!...for now. Only one chapter this time. My life has gotten really hectic lately. I've had finals ay school. Recently my Grandmother passed away. Both my parents are getting surgery soon and that will lay thm both up for awhile so until then I'm getting as many hours at work until then as possible as it will be up to me to pay the bills for a month or two until they are well enough to work again, and we're moving to a new house soon. Plus add to this I'm working on a new exercise schedule so that leaves little time for writing.
Don't expact another update for awhile because I have no internet and my flash drive has a virus so I can't use it on the family computer. I'm currently loading this chapter using my PSP memory card. Either way please enjoy this new chapter.
Ha Ha Ha! I claim ...'Looks over at numerous lawyers holding various zanpakutos'...This story. But not Bleach. 'mumbles' Damn lawyers. "What?" Nothing!
Chapter 4
Wha?...
...
Sum'thin's wrong...
Wha?...
...
What Happened?
I feel...
...like shit.
Damn.
Sum'thin' 'bout...
...a monster.
Monster?
...
MONSTER!
("MONSTER! ACK!")
-THUD!-
("Ow. Shit.")
After picking myself from falling in the floor I sat on my bed to think. Was that real? Or just a dream? It had to be a dream. No way something like that was real. Right? I couldn't help but groan, that was a fucked up dream. Giant monster, weird haired samurai dude with a schoolgirl sidekick? Sounds like the plot to a bad hentai or a good anime. I chuckled as I rubbed my face then immediately winced. I forgot about the cut on my head. I pulled my hand away and saw dried blood on it. I looked at my bed and cursed as I saw blood on the sheets. Oh well that can be washed out.
I walked to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. I inspected the cut and rebandaged it. I walked back out and started getting ready for school. Cooked breakfast and ate. Instant pizza. washed my freckled face. Brushed my teeth. Combed and tied my long brown hair into a ponytail. Put on my (damned) uniform. Got my bookbag together. Before I walked out the door I snuck a glance at my watch...
...and froze.
4:43 A.M.
...
("Shit.")
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After waiting a few more hours (I should get a T.V.) I was finally off to school. Still wearing the (damned) uniform. I was wearing the full (damned) uniform with tie and jacket along with a new black bandana. I am not going to give up my bandanas! But still there's got to be something I can do about this (damned) uniform. Can you tell that I don't like uniforms? Don't get me wrong in the right situation or job I don't mind them but I like to be an individual.
After arriving at the school I checked in with the principal and he sent me to first period class. I walked in and took a seat near the window. No rain today. I looked around the mostly empty classroom. The only other person was a dark haired guy wearing a pair of glasses reading a book. After a few minutes a girl came in with what looked like a stuffed cat with one of it's arms missing.
"Ishida-san?"asked the girl shyly.
"Yes?"the newly named guy looked up.
"Uh-um...p-please?"she stuttered out as she held out her doll along with it's arm.
Ishida pulled out a sewing kit from nowhere and with an amazing show of dexterity and skill threw the doll up and sewed it back together flawlessly and handed it back to the girl. The whole moment took only a few seconds.
"Th-thank you Ishida-san."said the girl as she skipped out before he could say anything.
He just grunted and turned back to his book until he felt his desk shake. Puzzled he looked up and jumped back as he saw me perched on the edge of his desk with stars in my eyes.
"Dude, that was awesome!"I exclaimed.
He just stood there wide eyed.
"W-what?"
"Yeah! That was great man!"
"Th-thank you."he said with a small grin as he pushed up his glasses.
"How'd you learn to do that?"I asked.
"Well I've always been interested in sewing, so quite a while."
"That's cool."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't it be?"I asked.
"Well traditionally men do not sew."
"Huh?"
"It's supposed to be a woman's thing."he explained bluntly.
"That seems kind of stupid."I replied.
He seemed to perk up and held out a hand.
"My name is Ishida Uryu. Nice to meet you."he introduced.
"James Watson."I replied shaking his hand.
"American?"
"Yup. Exchange student."I clarified to the spectacled teen.
"So you're the student. Why didn't you show up yesterday?"he asked.
"Kocho-sama sent me home after a fight. Said it would look bad for the school."I explained.
"Yes that explains the bandages."
"Heh. You should see the other guys."I chuckled.
"You're not one of those stereotypical violent Americans are you."
"Nope. I don't start fights. I finish 'em."I replied.
"Watson-san?"
"Yeah?"
"Could you get off my desk?"
"Huh? Oh sorry."I sheepishly smiled as I realized I was still on his desk.
"You should get to your seat before the bell."
"Right. I'll talk to you later."I said.
"Sure."replied Ishida with a small smile.
As I walked back to my seat other students started filing in. I looked up to see my other classmates. There's Keigo with the same goofy look on his face. Mizuiro right behind him. Orihime and Tatsuki. Tatsuki's face looks better. I guess it wasn't as bad as I thought. I smiled as Orihime waved at me and returned the gesture. Chizuru looking pissed at me. Uh-oh angry lesbian. I quickly looked away. Whoa! Some big guy with abviously foreign descent. Looks mexican. Way taller than me. Yay! Not the tall one anymore. Orange guy and short girl from my dream.
...
'What the hell!?' I mentally screamed.
"No way! There's no way! If they're here that means it wasn't a dream! No way in hell!'
I ducked my head down and covered my face as they got closer. My hand clenched and unclenched during my thoughts. It seems my thoughts made it to the surface as Orihime turned to me.
"Are you okay Watson-kun?"she asked worried.
"Everythings fine. Don't worry."I reassured her.
'Oh shit! What do I do? I can't run.'
'No. I gotta calm down. Maybe it's just a coincidence.'
Visibly calmed I looked up as Ochi-sensei came in. However my eyes widened as she looked at me and smiled.
'Don't do it! Please, don't do it!' I mentally begged as I guessed what she was going to do.
"Watson-kun! Now that you're here please come up and introduce yourself."she said/ordered.
'Shit! She did it!'
"Watson-kun, Sensei is calling you."whispered Orihime.
"Please come introduce yourself Watson-kun."smiled Ochi-sensei. What was wrong with her?
Unknown to the others before I stood up I pulled an extra bandana from inside my jacket and tied it around my face. This one was blue. As I made my way to the front of the class a kept my head down and my jacket collar hid my covered face.
"Watsun-kun, please turn around so everyone can see you." asked/ordered Ochi-sensei.
I slowly turned around and lifted my head showing everyone my covered face. I slowly lifted a hand in greeting as everyone stared in shock.
"Yo."
'Yeah play it cool.'
"W-What's with the mask Watson-san!?"exclaimed a still shocked Keigo.
"I don't feel like showing my face."was my simple reply.
"Why didn't you show up yesterday?"asked Orihime.
"Hmm..."I brought my hand to my covered chin as if in deep thought and everyone leaned forward for the answer.
"I...got lost on the road of life."
-CRASH!-
I watched as the entire class fell in one massive face fault.
'Wow. That was...perfectly timed.'I thought to myself with a small sweatdrop.
"What the hell kind of answer is that!?"shouted the orange haired samurai dude while rubbing his head.
'Don't freak out. Stay calm.'I told myself.
"It was an answer."I replied calmly.
"It was a stupid answer!"he yelled.
"You're a stupid answer!"I yelled back. So much for calm.
"That makes no sense!"
"So!?"
As he and I stood exchanging glares and the rest of the class watching in a combination of shock and amusement the teacher was making her move.
-SNATCH!-
I blinked and looked around puzzled at the sound. I looked down and saw a hand attached to the bottom of the bandana on my face. I followed the hand to an arm which was attached to the teacher.
She had pulled down my mask!
("That was uncalled for you evil woman")I said with a mild glare.
She just continued to smile.
Bracing myself I turned to look back at the class. Looking back at them I looked at the people I knew for their reaction. Orihime smiling at me. She probably thought it was a joke. Tatsuki rolling her eyes. Probable thinks I'm immature. Which I am. Keigo and Mizuiro looking at me and snickering. Uryu with a small smirk.
The big Mexican dude looked on. No reaction. Trying to calm myself I looked over at the two who most likely had the most important reactions for me. The orange dude looked at me mith a mixture of his previous glare and a new open mouth look of shock. Any other time I'd probably laugh my ass off. I glanced over at the short black haired girl and her reaction was more guarded. Her eyes were wider but the shock was still evident.
'It was real.'
'Shit.'
"Watson-kun. Now can we have a real introduction please?"asked/demanded Ochi sensei.
"Gomen."I sighed.
"Ohayo. My name is James Watson. I'm an exchange student from America. Nice to meet you all."I introduced.
"Why weren't you here yesterday?"asked a random student.
"I was sent home."I explained.
"Why?"asked Keigo.
"I was hurt."
"Why?"
'Damnit Keigo! Shut up!'I mentally shouted. I opened my mouth to answer but was beaton to it.
"He saved Tatsuki-chan and me from a gang!"exclaimed Orihime.
'Damnit Orihime not you too!'I mentally shouted and cringed as the class broke out into whispers and turned to Tatsuki for info.
"He's a pretty good fighter."she explained a but unnerved at the attention.
"Wow. If Tatsuki needed help they must have been tough!''
"You know I heard a few upper classmen got arrested this morning."
"You think it could have been them?"
"This guy must be strong!"
"Who taught you how to fight?"asked Tatsuki.
"No one."
"How old are you?"asked Mizuiro.
"16."
"Why did you volunteer for the exchange program?"asked Keigo. I looked around and saw that everyone seemed to be letting Keigo do the questioning.
"I didn't."
"Then why are you here?"
"My deduction is that I was the only one in my school who could speak japanese. So they choose me."
"Did you have any girlfriends?"Keigo again. This time with a leacherous smile.
"No."
"Do you have any hobbies?"asked Orihime. Finally someone new.
"Reading, drawing, training and a few other things."
"That's it?"
"Well I enjoy the rain."I answered with a small smile.
"The rain?"
"Yes. I enjoy watching the rain."
"Why would you enjoy that? It sounds boring!"Keigo again questioned.
"It makes me not want to hit people who ask me too many questions."I replied with a vicious smirk directed at Keigo. Who immediately looked out the window probably hoping to see a rain cloud. But it wasn't going to rain today.
"Okay if there are no more questions then can you please take your seat Watson-kun?"asked the teacher.
"Hai."I replied. There wouldn't be anymore questions after that.
As I walked back to my desk I could feel the stares directed at me. Sitting down I looked around and saw everyone finally turn away I looked over at the two from yesterday. They were sneaking glances at me every now and then. I just lowered my head and looked at my desk.
'Shit.'
Lunch
'I'm going to die.'
...
'There's just no other way.'
...
'I'm definitely going to die here.'
These were my current thoughts. Why? Well when I first came to this country I had assumed the school system would be similar to my old one. Up to a point it was. Wake up. Get ready. Eat breakfast. Go to school. Go to class. Slee-um ur learn! Yes learn. Eat lunch. Slee-uh learn some more. Go home. This is what I thought it would be like. And it was. Until lunch. My old school lunch was provided. Sure it was cheap school issued food but it was free. Here you eather pay for your food or you bring it.
-GROOOWWWLL-
Which I couldn't and didn't.
("Shit.")
-GROWL-
("Shut up!")I grunted at my stomach.
I was currently on the roof looking up at the sky with my back leaning against the stairwell shed. I was up there hoping no one would find me. But things don't always turn out right.
"Hey."
I shifted my gaze as a shadow appeared over me. It was the orange dude and the short girl. Their arms were crossed and the orange dudes eyes were narrowed at me.
"Yo."I lifted my hand in the same greeting as before.
The two of them stared at me for a bit. I stared back. Suddenly the orange dude lowered his arms and sighed.
"Look, about yesterday..."he began but I held up my hand and stopped him.
"Wait. Before you explain anything let me say this. I don't know what that was but I guess I owe you one for saving my ass, so thanks."I finished.
The orange dude looked at me for a moment before he let out a sigh. He held his hand down to me as a greeting.
"My name is Kurosaki Ichigo. Nice to meet you, and you're welcome."he said with a smirk.
"My name is Kuchiki Rukia. Nice to meet you."This from the short girl who did a curtsy. Who the hell curtsys?
I looked up at them and then at Ichigo's hand. Letting out a small smile I grasped it and shook.
"Nice to meet you. I believe you already know my name."
"Yeah, I think everyone in class knows your name."He said with a smirk.
"Hey, Hey, A guys got to make an entrance."I said with a shrug and a grin.
"Not everyone should."Ichigo said with a scowl.
"Yeah, but its just the way I..."I didn't finish as I felt something coming from my side.
I looked over and saw the girl, Rukia, creeping up with something in her hand. Without thinking I lunged, surprising her and snatched the offending item. Jumping back to a safe location I examined said item. It looked like some kind of fancy lighter. Finished studying I looked back at her with a serious expression.
"What's this? Some kind of memory device."I asked seriously.
"H-how did you know?"she asked wide eyed. Ichigo stood back a bit surprised as well.
"Simple. I didn't, you just told me."I explained as she dawned a shocked look.
"Plus I've seen MIB enough times to know how things like this work!"I shouted in her face.
"W-what?"she exclaimed.
"Haha! Never underestimate the knowledge T.V. can grant you!"I laughed maniacally while slipping the memory thingy into my pocket. She didn't notice, still shocked.
-GROWL-
"..."
"..."
"..."
("Shit.") I slumped back down, to hungry to stand up.
"Oi."I looked back up at Ichigo with a questioning gaze. He handed me a wrapped sandwich. With a smile of gratitude I accepted it.
"Thanks."
With that the three of us sat down and began to eat. Rukia shooting my glances.
"I was wrong Ichigo."I broke the silence. He looked up and met my gaze.
"Your not a stupid question."I explained. He just smirked.
-GROWL-
I looked back at him with pleading eyes.
"You not getting anymore."he said annoyed.
("Shit.")
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This is also something I've done before. I woke up an hour before my alarm was to go off and my sleep blurred eyes mistook 5:29 am for 6:29 am. not wanting to hear my annoying alarm clock (which I hate) I turned the alarm off got ready for school, got back to my room and saw it was now 5:49 am. The only reason I didn't a very rude expletive was that everyone else was still asleep.
Angry lesbians are scary. Just look at Akane Tendo...Ha! She's not even in this anime and I still burned her!
Had a Kakashi Moment there...and I don't apologize! Kakashi is a really cool character. That was one moment of randemness among many. Be prepared.
Nice and constructive reviews are appreciated.
Flames will be gathered and given to my brother, Beware for he is a Pyro.