Nothing But Trash

What is wrong with this place?! Stupid Aizen!

     I yawned, pushing my arms out as I stretched my legs. I arched my back until I heard a couple satisfying pops before plopping back onto the bed. I kept my eyes shut as I turned onto my side, attempting to go back to sleep. Obviously I couldn't, being that I'd already stretched and all, but hey, let a girl dream! I yawned again, tossing myself up into sitting position as I rubbed my eyes, trying to get the sleepiness out. I pushed my feet over the edge of the bed and pressed them onto the floor, shivering lightly at the cool smoothness of the white tiles.

     I walked to the bathroom, my feet padding quietly across the floor. I lightly pulled the door open and stared at my reflection in the mirror with a lazy gaze. I was shocked when I first glanced at my silky red hair, straightened to perfection, but I brushed it off once my memory of yesterday trickled back. I blinked, my eyes still heavy with sleep as I yawned and picked up my toothbrush. I stared into my reflection's eyes, my right elbow propped onto the counter, holding my head up. I spit and gargle some water to get rid of the access toothpaste. I swished some mouthwash back and forth, my cheeks puffing out slightly until the greenish blue liquid began to burn my mouth, spitting it out. I yawned, but this time, my breath was nice and minty.

     I gripped a brush and slowly slid it through a thick lock of red velvet. It took a minute to brush through the mass of soft, crimson thread, but soon I'd finished. I yanked open the bottom drawer and pulled a scrunchie out. I huffed and began gathering my hair up and pulling it up, my bangs slipping out of my loose grip. I struggled to keep it in place as I pulled my fingers lightly through my hair, pushing down bumps and kinks. Once it was as good as I deemed I could get it, I began looping the ponytail around the thick mess of hair, only managing to get it around twice without breaking it.

      I let my hands drop and sighed, putting your hair up is some hard work! I groaned as I lifted them again, separating the chunk of hair into two and pulling, thus tightening the ponytail. I pulled out some more strands of my bangs and arranged them so they didn't look messy, then stepped out of the bathroom and into the kitchen where I can assure you I ate to my hearts content.

      Yawning yet again, I placed the dishes into the sink and promised I would do them later, although we all know I'd break that promise once I came back. I linked my fingers together and flipped my hands, cracking them. I walked out of the kitchen and back to my room, picking up my sword and walking out of the little apartment. While walking I managed to figure out how to strap it properly to my pants, after struggling and maybe cursing at it in frustration... (Not to mention it slipped out of my pants and fell down a bunch of flights of stairs when I finally thought I'd done it right...) *1*

      I grinned at a bunch of arrancars as I passed them, occasionally waving dramatically(I think I scared a couple of them). While wandering through the halls and basically doing nothing but breathing, when an arrancar shuffled up to me.

      "A-ano.... A-Aizen-sama asked me t-to remind you.... A-about your p-placement t-test..." The girl said shyly, her gaze set on the floor. She looked like a little kid, maybe six or seven? I smile slightly as my eyes soften, she's so innocent, yet she's around so many killers... I place my hand on her head, watching as she visibly flinches before slowly tearing her gaze off the floor and peering up at me through her straight cut bangs.

      I could see it in her eyes, how scared of me she was. I could see how innocent she really is, just by watching her shaky figure struggle to not hide under my gaze. I grin a toothy smile, my eyes shutting in happiness as I ruffle her short brown hair. She didn't have to be afraid of all of us, and definitely not of me. I wanted to make sure she knew that.

      "Thanks!" I chirp, grinning down at the little girl. I continue walking, my strides long and confident, even though I had no clue which direction Aizen-sama's room was. I looked back over my shoulders and mentally high fived myself as I saw the shine of admiration in her big brown eyes. I smile again, my fangs sharp against my lip as I throw up a peace sign. "Later!~" I say as I round the white-walled corner.