This chapter is a bit shorter than the rest, simply because I've been busy lately and havent have a lot of time to to write longer chapters ( curse you colorguard practice)...so with that said read, enjoy, review...

Entering into my room expected to see Ulquiorra standing beside my window staring at me. Clapping my hands together lightly I habitably bit my lip. He hand probably heard the whole argument between my parents and me. And thought me strange for arguing with them in the first place. Throwing myself against my bed I pulled the covers up to my face. Tomorrow will be better. I promised myself. I will get through. And with that I closed my eyes and drifted into a sleep silent of any dreams.

" I have school you know Dad," I mumbled through my teeth as we stood on the front porch waiting for Grandma Marie to unpack her things from Mom's car.

" And I have a flight to catch at three," he growled back. I rolled my eyes.

" Didn't we agree that I was more than capable of taking care of myself while you're away." I responded back. It was Dad's turn to roll his eyes.

" Instead of complaining how about you two lazy bums come and help me," Grandma croaked waving her cane at the both of us. Immediately Dad ran down the steps hurrying along to help Grams with her bags. I didn't move. Grams approached the steps.

" And how are you doing little missy?" She said grinning a toothy smile. " Been a while since I seen you."

" It's been three weeks Gram." I stated. She shrugged.

" And I see you've grown since then," Grams cheered pointing her cane at my chest. I took a step back. The moment was a little to sudden and quick for a woman of her age. Mom stepped out of the car, a fresh pad of makeup on.

" She has grown a little," Mom added in. " Maybe a couple of inches."

" I'm not talking about height," Grams snapped. Extending her short arm she probed my breast with the end of her cane.

" Excuse me," I said.

" I remember when I was your age. Looked similar to you I did. Only a bit hipper. Not so tiny in the waist. My top actually sized with my mid and bottom." She pointed instructionally at my top midsection and bottom.

" Mother," Dad gasped dropping her bags.

" And I knew how to use them." Bringing her wrinkled face close to mine she whispered. " I'll teach you how later when the parents are gone." I nodded. No longer having anything left to say to that.

****

" Stop being retarded and give me the damn thing," argued Lor as she wrestled Joel onto the side of the truck.

" And who's to say your going to bring them back when your done," Joel said as Lor pressed his face against the car.

" Just believe me I will," Lor compromised. " And if I don't I'm sure Molly will be more than happy to drive you home."

" Whatever," Joel sighed releasing the keys. Lor snatched them then jumped up and down screaming in victory.

" Lost that battle Joel," I laughed as I attempted to push myself up on John's oversized truck. Laughing Joel walked beside me. Then taking my waist in his hands he lifted me effortlessly onto the trunk.

" T-thanks," I blushed pulling on my skirt.

" No prob Boot Girl," he grinned tugging on the thick leather of my boots. " So what's the game plan this week. You in on that party tomorrow night."

" Ah, well I don't know," I said glancing over at Lor who seemed to be busy texting John on her phone. " How about you Lor."

" Any party dork lord over is invited too must be lame. So no I don't think I am." She said sticking her pieced tongue out at Joel. Who replied by flashing her " I love you too Lor," smile.

" Then Boot Girl and I will go," he said. " You can be my date."

" O-ok."

Lor sighed. Pushing away from the car she opened the door and threw her phone onto the seat. Both Joel and I glanced nervously her way. " I-is everything alright?" I asked.

" Yeh," Lor mumbled looking down. I studied her face for a moment in the light of the sun. She looked older somehow. Maybe it was the way she hand her hair pulled up in a bun out of her face. Or the wholesome jeans and shirt, instead of a mini skirt and tank top she always wore.

" Lor," I said stunned. " You're not wearing your makeup." Which was true she wasn't wearing her usual makeup.

" Yeah well, its time for a change you know." She replied. I nodded in agreement. She flicked a smile my way. " Don't you ever change, Molly," she replied tabbing my knee. " I love you too much."

Smiling back I started to answer her when Joel reached up and grabbed me by the waist. Lifting me off the car he threw me over his broad shoulder. " We don't have to worry about our Molly," he laughed spinning me slightly in a circle. Screaming I gently beat his back with my fist.

" That's enough you two," Lor snorted pulling me by my leg. Joel doubled forward by the force of her pull, sending me over his shoulder and onto Lor. Bracing her hands against my back we fell onto the grass, one beside the other. Giggling I spread out my arms grabbing Lor and Joel's hand I gently squeezed.

" I don't want any of this to change," I said melodramatically, staring admirably at the sky. I felt both Lor and Joel's eyes on me. Joel tightened his grip on my hand.

" None of us does, Molly. At least not yet."

****

Happiness. The fuel that drove humans compelled them to behave at their best. Stronger than sadness or fear it moved them in ways unimaginable. Just a hint of happiness drowned out every other emotion that may have shown on their faces. Such a strange emotion, Ulquiorra thought as he observed Molly, upon the back of a male she called by the name of Joel. Then she was on the ground spread out, hands interlocked with her two fellow humans.

Smiling, laughing, happy. He could sense it, overcoming the other emotions she held within her. Sitting up she extended her hands to the sky and screamed. Not a scream out of fear, but more like a release, a release of all her bottled up feelings. Moments later her companions followed after, screaming their releases. Afterwards laughing and voluntarily throwing themselves back upon the ground.

Ulquiorra watched this for a short time. Analyzing. Wondering. Observing Molly surrounded in happiness. Displaying rays of sunlight, instead of the shadows of an approaching storm.

****

" There has been another report of murder in town. The details of the death are not yet fully known. But from what we've obtained the victim is in fact female," The reported pause, we've just gotten an update; the killer is defiantly the same as before. Investa…"

Picking up the remote I turned off the TV. " And what do you think your doing?" Grandma complained.

" Remember what Dad said," I reminded her, " no news it depresses you."

" No what depresses me is…" I placed the remote back in her hands. I wasn't in the mood to argue with Grandma. She flicked the TV back to the news station. Throwing my bag in the usual corner I made my way to my room. Entering I noticed the basket of clothes I had intently left for Ulquiorra was half empty. The old ones he was wearing stacked neatly in a pile at the foot of my bed.

Ulquiorra must have been here," I thought as I picked up the shirt he left. Pressing my nose against it slightly I inhaled its scent. It smells like wet stone, and something else…It wasn't stink, but somewhat refreshing. I couldn't describe it. Throwing the shirt back where it was left I sat on the side of my bed. I wonder when he'll stop dodging back and forth its getting kind of creepy having him appear out of no…

The doorbell rang suddenly. " Come get the bell honey," Grams called. " My stories are on and I can't afford to miss a second of it."

Rolling my eyes I lugged myself off the bed and dragged to the door. " Who is it?"

" Its Lor," I opened the door, instantly I took a step back upon seeing Lor's face. She looked horrible.

" W-what's wrong?" I managed to get out.

" Its J-John," she sobbed before throwing herself onto my chest.

" Lor you need to calm down," I said catching her by the shoulders and shaking her.

" I should have…and…he was right there…. I…" She cried folding her hands over her face she sat down grudgingly. " I don't know what I will do without Molly I'm scared."

I didn't know what to say to her. I had nothing to say to her to possibly make her feel any better. I've never seen Lor like this, she was always so strong, the last to cry when other's were, our shoulder to lean on…but now…

" They say he may be ok," I said stroking her head gently as she cried into my breast. " From what you told me he did hit his head pretty hard." Her whimpering decreased for a second. " And as hard as his head is, he'll be up and running in no time," I said. I felt her body jerk for a second letting me know she was at least responding positively to what I was saying.

She wiped her eyes with her hands. " Dumb jerk," she growled. " If he wakes up remind me to sock him back to sleep."

Nodding I kissed her head. " If you don't, I'll do it for you," I replied smiling half-heartily.

Omg what happens next...i dont even know...but can't wait to start writing it....Oh almost forgot, I'm currently working on a sketch of Molly that will give a better description of how she looks. So thats another project that is currently at work.... that is as long as Colorguard doesnt get in the way.