Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Destructive Paths ❯ Azami's First Day! ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: Bleach Characters are courtesy of Tite Kubo. Kirotsuchi Azami is my own creation.

 

Azami's POV

 

I sighed softly as I opened my eyes, the sunshine bursting in front of my newly acquired again eyes was discomforting. I had stopped at the Urahara store, to grab some supplies before I started at the school I was supposed to start going to today.

 

“Ah! Azami-san, what brings you here?” I heard Urahara Kisuke say as he stepped from the platform leading in two opposite directions to the back, I lifted my head, my bright ice-blue eyes shining as I looked toward him.

 

I was defiant, very defiant, he knew that better than anyone; having raised and trained me. “I came for some things, I'm starting school today, remember?” I said, my voice showing my test of patience.

 

Though I was cut short as Abarai Renji's faux body came around the corner in nothing but a towel, the short towel only covering part of his thighs before stopping; the red-head almost dropped the towel, stuttering as he attempted to greet me.

 

I dismissed him, with only a wave of my hand; I didn't need his foolishness right now. I sighed softly as I grabbed what I needed and dropped the items down in front of Kisuke, he looked at them then up toward me, noticing I had gotten a few pieces of candy and a new battery for my spirit communicator; no more hollows were going to catch me off guard, I had sworn that to myself.

 

It was amazing that such a weak hollow had caught me off-guard anyway, it had been like some huge spirit force was blocking my senses, but…the boy, no, those boys were the only things there.

 

I knew that they weren't anything normal, and I wracked my brain trying to figure out what the white-skinned boy was, he wasn't a modified soul, that's for sure. As soon as I thought that, Nova had teleported behind me and bowed respectively as I grabbed my bag of items and turned.

 

“Nova-kun, don't bow to me, I'm not worthy; you're much greater than I” I said softly to the male modified soul, Lilian and Claude must be somewhere else, because Nova immediately withdrew to his inner shell, zipping his hood up to hide from my view. I chuckled lightly, I loved that about him, the fact he was so shy; it was adorable.

 

I realized, once more, how different the three were…Lilian, was brash though caring. Nova was shy, though immensely strong-willed. Claude, was just well Claude, he was a character of immense proportions. I chuckled lightly, noticing I had made it half-way to the school before I realized a strange reiatsu flicking at my skin; I looked over and watched as a boy with dark slightly short hair, parted to the sides of his face, and glasses walked past me.

 

He had a very distinct air of dignity around him, and held his back straight as he walked, I had never seen him before; well of course, I had only been here a few days! I sighed softly, watching everyone move past me and into the school building.

 

Once I saw everyone disappear within the building, I slid into it, making my reiatsu disappear into the depths of my very soul and standing in the doorway of the class I was supposed to join.

 

I looked around the room and saw the boy from this morning, his orange hair slightly hung against his face, and his triceps were slightly bulging from under the thin material of his shirt; his reiatsu hit me full force and I had to hold all of my nerves stock-still while the teacher introduced me.

 

“CLASS! Listen! This is our transfer student, Kirotsuchi Azami.” I watched as some of the boys whistled, my school skirt was slightly shorter than the other girls and it made me blush immensely.

 

When I was pulled off to the side by the orange-haired boy, and sat down in the desk beside him, I noticed he was studying me; a grimace came over his lips and I was left to wonder want he was thinking about.

 

Could he have seen me as a Shinigami? No, that couldn't be it, could it? I grumbled softly, dazing off in the middle of class.