Ok. I know it's been a while. I've had writer's block, then i went on to reading and then i went back to writing my actual books and now i'm back to writing fanfic. So...yeah. Hope you like this chap. This story is almos finished!..or is it? ENjoy!
Yura blinked a few times as the sun blinded her. She groaned and turned over. She then sat up when she noticed how quiet the house was. It was never quiet in this household, so why is it today? It was Sunday. Nothing ever happens on Sundays, right? Yura jumped out of bed and ran out of the room. She ran down the hall and made it to the top of the stairs…only to run into Ichigo.
"Hey!"
They both fell back, Yura falling on the wooden floor and Ichigo falling down the stairs. When Yura stood up she peered down the stairs to see Ichigo lying down motionless. She carefully walked over to him and sat on her knees beside him. She poked him a few times. "Are you dead?" He mumbled against the floor. Yura bent down closer. "What?"
He jumped up. "No I'm not dead, you idiot! What's your problem? Knocking me down the stairs like that!"
Yura only stared up at him with a calm, young face, nearly making her look like a helpless child. "It's not like I meant to. Maybe you should watch where you're going."
"Watch where I'm going? Do you even hear yourself?"
Yura stood up. "Have you ever thought about taking anger management classes?" She said, walking past him and back upstairs.
He stared after her. "Why you little…"
"What was that?"
"Nothing!"
Yura was sitting in the shower as the warm water beat down against her bare skin. Her arms were wrapped around her knees as they were pulled up to her chest and her head lay on them. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The water suddenly beat down on her harder and the atmosphere became darker and colder. When she opened her eyes, she was no longer in the shower, but on a hill in a rainstorm. She looked up into the rainy sky with a sword in her lap. It had only been three days since her father disappeared. Denakuma was the only one in her life now that both her parents were gone. Tears mixed in with the rain as they fell down her face. Her hands tightened around her zanpakuto, making her knuckles turn white. She closed her eyes.
"Why'd you have to go?" She said. "Why? You just left me here. Both of you just left me here to fend for myself. So why? Why did you do it? Why?" Thunder echoed and lightning struck.
"Yura? Yura?"
"Yura!" Yura's eyes snapped open to the sound of knocking and yelling.
Yura wiped the tears from her face and took a deep breath. "What?"
"Get out already! You're gonna use up all the hot water!"
"Boo hoo. Suck it up! I'm not done!"
"You've been in there for over an hour!"
Yura didn't have anything else to say. Had it really been an hour? It felt more like ten minutes. She sighed. "Fine! Just go! I'll be out in a sec."
Awhile after Ichigo left, Yura finally turned off the water and got out. She took her time, just to annoy Ichigo. It was the only thing that kept her entertained. She slipped on a black blouse and jeans, only one outfit out of many others that Yuzu and Karin got for her. She put her damp hair up into a ponytail and walked out of the bathroom.
She walked into Ichigo's room and leaned against the wall. "The bathroom is vacant, you're free to go."
Ichigo glared at her on the way out, but Yura only smiled. She walked over to the bed and crawled over to the window. She opened it and sat on the windowsill, looking out into the world. She took a deep breath. "Why? You just left me here. Both of you just left me here to fend for myself. So why?"
Yura closed her eyes. "Why did you leave me?" Yura's eyes snapped open. I know that feeling. I know that spirit energy. Yura jumped back inside and ran to the bathroom. She pounded on the door. It opened and steam poured out.
When it cleared, Ichigo stood there. "What do you want? You had your turn."
"Let's go for a walk. Come on, I'm bored."
"I'm not done in here."
Yura took more notice in him. He was only wearing jeans, no shirt. Yura rolled her eyes and glared up at him. "Then put on a shirt and a pair of shoes and lets go for a walk."
He glared back at her. "Go without me."
Yura put her hands on her hips. "I am this close to dragging you with me without shoes and a shirt. And you know I'll do it, too. So hurry up." Yura walked back into the room and Ichigo slammed the bathroom door. She walked back over to the window and stuck her head out. She looked around nervously, chewing on her bottom lip. After a couple minutes, Ichigo finally came out of the bathroom. Before he completely walked in or even got to say anything, Yura jumped off the bed, grabbed his arm, practically dragged him down the stairs and out the house.
When they were some ways down the street, Ichigo came to a halt, making Yura stop as well. "Why are you in such a rush?"
"Rush? What rush? I'm not in a rush. Just trying to go for a walk before it gets too late." She smiled.
Ichigo stared at her as if she were crazy. "I don't believe that for one second."
"Didn't expect you to. Come on." She started walking again with Ichigo following.
"Seriously, what's the problem?"
"I was just anxious to get out of the house. Simple as that."
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "No, it's not simple as that. Nothing is ever simple. What's the real problem?" Yura stopped and looked down. "Yura, you already won't let me into your head. The least you can do is let me help with whatever is bothering you."
"That's the same as letting you into my head. I know you want to help, Ichigo, but I rather solve my own problems without dragging my friends down with me. It makes me seem like a bad person…"
Yura looked up when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "It doesn't make you a bad person. It only means that you can rely on your friends."
She sighed and looked away. "I guess…" She gasped when she felt it again. That spirit energy. "Come on."
She grabbed Ichigo's hand and took off with him in tow. "Could you slow down?"
"De ja vu, huh, Ichigo?" He glared at her. Then he gasped and came to a stop, almost making Yura fall back. She turned on him. "What is it now?"
"That spiritual pressure…"
She sighed. "Now you sense it? I sensed it back at the house."
He looked at her. "Is that why you wanted to leave so badly?"
She looked away and shrugged. "It's one of the reasons."
"Then you know whose it is."
"Of course I do," She looked at him with a grim expression. "It's Toshiro Hitsugaya's."
A/N: Ok, short chapter. Originally it was gonna be longer, but then it was too long, so...yeah. But now this means Hitsugaya is coming back and i'm sure all you Toshiro fan girls are happy about that. Ok, but my next chapter is in process and almost done, so hopefully i'll post soon. ^^ REVIEW!