Red Lilies

Chapter 11

I'm working on my writing, trying to build the characters from the original series as best as I can. This helps jog your memory a little and maybe even give a depth that I felt was left hanging from the show. I do accept corrections and opinions.
Sorry for the short episodes, I will work on that.

Chapter 11

- "Are you sure about that?" - the pinket raised her brow. - "Maybe we can wait until it's fixed before..." - she stared at the drawings her orange-haired friend proudly drew on... adding colours to the image.

The girl in questioned continued to hum to herself as she drew her "New interior design book" she planned to make a reality in her home... that was still under repairs.

They spent all afternoon at a small market where the girls exploited their bargain abilities with an almost scarry success. Orihime was the winner of the imaginary competition.

Their goal was simple.

Get each and every "essential" item or furniture that had to be replaced after that weird incident the night before. Now they had an overenthusiastic teenager placing drawings all along the small apartment showcasing her "interior designs".

To the pinkets eye, they looked like a spaceship.

But the girl was happy and that is all that matters.

That or Tatsuki will stare at you with those bizarre flames around her.

Scary...

- "What if we put everything away in a room? I don't want the dust and debris ruining them before we can paint and organize." - the pinket commented.

- "Good idea, I'm beat." - Michiru whined.

- "Yeah, I have to get home." - Ryō offered to move the small boxes first.

- "We will be back tomorrow anyways." - the girls agreed on their plans for Orihime's apartment. No one would let her deal with it on her own, even if she tried to.

Maybe because she knew we wouldn't let her paint the walls and furniture silver...

- "ugh!" - the pinket huffed in frustration. The rain was getting heavier by the minute as she scrambled to the bus stop. - "Why did it have to rain today?" - she whined.

Her steps had been very cautious up until she turned the corner and saw the bus at the corner. - "Hey!" - she shouted at the oblivious driver.

her steps more reckless as she sped up. Water splashing everywhere. Jumping from one side of the alley to the other as she avoided the deeper puddles. But then a gust of wind blew her umbrella up and away.

A gasp left her cold lips as her slippery hands tried and failed to hold onto her umbrella. Her stops halting on an uneven ground under her.

Her small shout was muffled by the splashing of swaying limbs desperately trying to hold onto anything to avoid hitting the rain covered floor.

- "..." - yes, she fell.

Legs and arms spread around her as she just stared at that gloomy grey sky. All stars and moonlight gone from her view as the rain fell even harder.

Not to the point of pain, but she was not happy...

- "Great." - her small sarcastic comment wasn't meant for anyone, just for herself.

- "How awful." - she heard a voice, a little overwhelmed by the intense rain for her to barely make it out.

She couldn't even hear their steps as they approached her laying (and defeated) form. - "Please, just let it be my imagination." - she wished upon a star she could not see.