Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Boundaries of Love ❯ The Beginning of A Quincy's Feelings, Or Not?! ( Chapter 11 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer: Bleach Characters are courtesy of Tite Kubo. Kione-chan is my own creation.
I shifted on my heel and finally began my trek back to the Urahara Store, finding it barely occupied once more. I stretched lightly, wondering if I should have ignored Ichimaru Gin and the others instead of facing them; I groaned with a slight amount of pain as I touched a slash on my leg.
“God dammit.” I spoke up, interrupting the small meeting between Tessai and Urahara. They turned to me only to notice I was leaning against the opened door, blood dripping from an open wound on my thigh; I frowned at being noticed, a pool of blood now appearing around my feet.
“Kione-chan, what happened?” I heard Tessai's loud voice up to the side, and I simply shrugged my shoulders, limping into the room. I groaned with pain as I placed my weight onto that leg, the wound opening further and blood spurting out across the ground; I saw Kisuke stand immediately and move over toward me.
“You pushed yourself too hard, eh Kione-chan?” he brushed a lock of my blonde hair from my wavering vision and looked down at me. I smiled slightly, before it disappeared and I fell forth onto the floor, the gash on my thigh bleeding profusely. A bright crimson pool of blood was surrounding me quickly, the night turning into the morning; the “group” would be here soon. I placed my palms to the ground and forced myself to sit up, even more blood pouring from my thigh; my eyes becoming hazier. As the door to the shop slid open to reveal the sun, I fell forth to the floor once more; not being able to hold myself up any longer, my strength gave way completely.
“Kurosaki-san, you're just in time! We are making preparations to go to Soul Society!” I twitched at Kisuke's voice, and tried to push up to a seat once more. My arms almost gave way, but I felt Ishida beside of me and his arms about my waist. I tilted my head slightly, seeing the grimace on his face as he looked toward my wounds.
“Urahara, why have you not healed her already?” Ishida was actually glaring daggers at Kisuke, this was going to result in something terrible, so; I pushed myself up to a wavering stand, trying to force myself to look fine. “I'm alright, see?” I said through panting breaths, my uniform was completely ruined by blood.
`Damn you, Ichimaru Gin…and damn you Katsutoshi!' I was shot a mental glare from my Zanpakuto, and I instantly regretted it as he pulled the bit of reiatsu he was using to keep me from wavering so much; I fell forth instantly, into the awaiting arms of Kisuke.
“Hai, hai, we'll heal Kione-chan before sending you to Soul Society” Kisuke had spoken with a grin, before he looked toward Tessai and carried me into the back room.