I wanted an explanation right then. I didn't care if he felt like right now wasn't the best time. If I knew about it, I could help come to a decision about what's best. But he turned back around and didn't explain it. That was extremely frustrating. I was about to ask again when I heard someone clearing their throat. Ichigo turned to look behind me and then he scowled.
"Shinji." He said in a hard voice.
I turned my head to look at the person. He was standing almost right behind me so it was a little hard to see him. But he had short-ish blonde hair and he was wearing a really…really unbelievably creepy smile. It sent shivers up my spine and I turned back around.
"Have a problem?" He asked. For some reason his voice creeped me out as well.
"Well, yes but it's not something I'm going to explain to you right now." He sounded pretty angry.
He stood up suddenly and looked at me. "C'mon Saru, let's go."
I frowned and stood up and didn't look behind me. I decided that this Shinji seriously gives me the creeps.
"But I might be able to help if you tell me what it is."
"Not now, Shinji." He snapped.
He grabbed my hand and started walking toward the Shoten. He seemed pretty angry, although I wasn't entirely sure why. Was Shinji an enemy? Someone who was a threat or what? But just from what I can see from the expression on his face, now was not the time to ask.
We continued to walk to the Shoten in silence. He had an expression of pure annoyance now, rather than anger. That still prevented me from asking who this Shinji was. After all, I was almost entirely sure I didn't want to know.
I heard footsteps behind us and I was about to turn around when we reached the Shoten and Ichigo shoved me towards the door.
"Just go inside. It appears he wants to talk to me so just wait inside, I'll be inside in a minute." He sounded pretty irritated.
"Alright." I was starting to walk inside.
"Wait." It was that Shinji guy. "Don't."
I knew I probably should just go inside like Ichigo said but I didn't know what I should do so I just stood there, not turning to face Shinji. He was a creepy character, which I didn't want to look at. I shoved my hands in my pockets and stood there, my back to him.
"Saru. Go inside. Please." Ichigo's voice was flat, even. I could hear the bristling anger in his tone.
I took another step but then someone grabbed my arm. It obviously wasn't Ichigo.
"Let go of me." I growled.
"I assume this involves you. Considering I can sense the hollow's energy coming right off of you." Shinji sounded annoyed and curious.
Shinji's hand was ripped off of my arm and I finally just went inside like Ichigo had asked before. I didn't see Urahara anywhere, so I just went downstairs myself. I sat down next to a wall and waited. I didn't know how long I'd have to sit here, but I was sure I could wait.
I tapped my fingers on my knee, rested my head back and closed my eyes, totally relaxed. I didn't think about what might be going on outside, I didn't think about that stupid creep Shinji. I kept myself focused on calm, happy thoughts. So when I heard the door open to come downstairs bang open, my eyes flew open, my head whipped forward and I jumped violently. I jumped again when I realized it was Urahara that came downstairs.
"Is Ichigo still outside?" I asked.
Urahara looked down at me. "Yeah. He's kind of yelling at Shinji."
I frowned; it had to have been twenty minutes by now and he was still outside? Somehow, I knew that Shinji wasn't someone that was a friend. But I wasn't entirely sure if he was an enemy either. So what should I consider Shinji to be to me? Right now, every time I think about him I shudder. He's given me the impression that he's a creep.
"What is with this Shinji character anyways?" I asked, strangely quiet.
"Ichigo didn't tell you?" Urahara frowned.
"No." I frowned.
"He's a Vizard."
"What's that?"
Urahara facepalmed.