A Person Can Only Handle So Much

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Man, this is a lot better then sand, I thought as I snuggled further into whatever I was lying in and sighed, content.

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Wait a minute! I shot up and looked around to see that I wasn't in Hueco Mundo, I was somewhere way more fancier. I slid off the bed-regretting that, only a little-and looked around, my eyes wide. Wherever I am, its far too fancy for me. Everything looks so expensive and breakable, I'm afraid to touch anything. I didn't belong here at all.

Yet... it seemed kind of... familiar.

As I walked around the room and looked into a mirror, I nearly fell over in surprised. "What the hell?! What am I wearing?!" I exclaimed as I looked down and back up to look at my reflection. Whoever put me in this kimono, will know the wrath of Makoto Shiba and my zanpakuto!

The chest piece had elaborate designs and kind of reminded me of armour, but it was soft clothe, so that clearly wasn't the case. The sleeves was a nice magenta, large enough to wrap around my arms several times. In a skirt like fashion, it was black, but there was a magenta cape-like clothe being dragged against the floor when I walk. It was actually kind of pretty.

I hate it.

Remembering what had happened in Hueco Mundo, I checked my wounds and noticed that they were all healed. What the heck?

Thinking about my zanpakuto, I looked around frantically but couldn't find it. I clutched my hands into fists in anger, I will not be made a fool.

Spinning around, I stalked towards the door and ripped it open and walked out, ignoring that it was unlocked. Stopping half way down the hall. I looked around, remembering I have no idea where I am or how to get out of here. With a sigh, I deciding the best course of action was to aimlessly walk around until I could find a way out.

What felt like years, I finally found a door that lead outside. Opening the door, I looked out and widen my eyes. "Wow, it's so pretty," I mumbled and walked out. I found myself in a garden, a royal one by the looks of it.

Stepping outside, I looked around and started walking unsure what to do. I walked through the garden, wondering if there was anyone out here. Hopefully not an enemy.

And as luck would have it, I found someone walking ahead. I widened my eyes as I walked closer and saw that the person didn't look human. This black... creature... looked really familiar.

Tugging on the collar of the kimono, I turned around and walked away not wanting to talk to the thing. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was walking, so when I walked back inside,
I accidentally found myself with a group of whatever they're called.

They bowed their heads in respect and continued what they were doing before I came. I froze in confusion, unsure how to respond. Shouldn't they see me as an enemy?

"Marvellous, aren't they?" someone that I hated dearly asked. I turned around to see Joo behind me wearing something similar to my kimono and looking normal.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, as I glared at her. Really? Like I couldn't go a day without seeing her?

"My people, the Changelings. Aren't they beautiful?"

"Your people?" I asked, showing clear hostility. "You know what? I don't care anymore. I just want to go home, eat and sleep and pretend that everything that's happened until now is a dream."

Turning around, I began walking away from her, only somewhat registering the fact that she called them a Changeling. The thing Kisuke said I was.

"But you are home."

I froze again before slowly turning my head, glaring at her from the corner of my eye. "...What?"

She waved it off like it wasn't important and beckoned me to follow her. "Come, I have something to show you."

Pausing, unsure if this was a trap or not, I decided it would be a better idea to follow her. Nearly tripping on the stupid kimono, I stopped walking and ripped the bottom half of the kimono so I could walk better. Not caring about these clothes, I'd rather wear my soul reaper kimono then this thing. It looked better without the cape thing anyways.

"What do you want to show me?" I demanded, once I caught up to Joo.

"Have patience," she said before glaring at what I had done with my clothing. Smirking slightly, I kept quiet and walked until we reached some stairs.

Walking down, I looked around and figured out that this was dungeon. "What are we doing down here?" I questioned but she didn't reply. We continued walking down the-what felt like-endless staircase, until I began to feel a familiar spiritual pressure, one I missed greatly. I nearly ran down the stairs, barely noticing Joo smirking as I ran past her.

When I finally reached it, I gasped and covered my mouth. "T-Toshiro...?" I whispered, hoping he was awake. His back was towards me, so I couldn't see if he was alright. "A-are you alright, Toshiro...?" I could feel my eyes watering, as I stood in fear.

My shoulders began to relax as his figure began to stir. He faced me, and despite being bloody and bruised, I could see his surprise. "Makoto? What are you doing here?"

"The better question is, what are you doing here? And why do you look half dead?" I walked up to his cell and held onto the bars, wishing I could rip them open.

"We had some questions and he wouldn't tell us the truth," Joo answered for him. We both glared at her. Man I really hate her.

"I was telling the truth!" Torshiro exclaimed trying and failing to stand up.

"Toshiro don't strain yourself," I said in concern and turned to Joo. "What did you need to know?' I demanded, biting back my anger.

She once again waved off my question. "That's not important right now. Come with me." She turned around and went back up the stairs, without checking to see if I was following.

I knelt down so I'd be closer to Toshiro. "Don't worry," I said, barely above a whisper. "I'll find a way for us to both get out."

He shook his head. "No. Find a way out of here. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine."

I glared at him, before lessening it. "Sorry, Captain. That's not an option."

I stood up before he could answer me. "Just wait for me, okay?" I asked before heading up the stairs, following Joo. I stared ahead, biting my thumbnail nervously. How am I going to get us out of this situation?

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