A Normal Transfer Student [Bleach Fanfic]

And now I'm seeing things I shouldn't. [4]

Again! My lunchbox! I went to class again. Checking inside before sliding the door open. This time, I entered through the back door, since it was closer to my desk. I took my lunchbox from under my table. I looked up and jumped out of my skin, noticing someone else was in the homeroom.

It was the blue-eyed boy. I stood still for a moment before zipping my bag up. He was standing by his desk, packing his stuff up. His height surprised me. He looked like he was 171 cm. The classroom was in a nice orange shade. 

"I'm sure Ichigo warned you about Aizen," he suddenly spoke. He turned to me, "Even though I have no right to intrude about it."

"He just told me to stay clear from him..." I looked over to his wrist, noticing a cross-like pendant. But it didn't look like a religious cross.

He raised an eyebrow, "He only told you that?" he chuckled, "I should have expected that," he adjusted his glasses, "Aizen is a dangerous man. You should stay clear of him. Getting involved would create a different mess," he pushed his chair in, "Not to sound rude, but you should go back to your country. You look like a normal exchange student."

"What do y'all mean by normal exchange student?" I asked, sounding a bit crossed, "What kind of exchange students does this school get, anyway?!"

"I would tell you, but I don't think you can understand," he simply muttered. His statement made me feel like an idiot. "Besides, it would be dangerous to tell you."

My hand formed a fist as I held my head down, "I understand." I slung my bag onto my shoulder, "Have a nice evening," my voice was monotone as I held myself back from pouncing on the boy. I quickly walked out of the class.

"It would be dangerous to tell me," I mumbled as I kicked some small rocks on the road. "Tch, what is going on anyway? It feels like a freakish dream." A takeaway was in my hand. The sky was already pitch black. Only the white lights of the street lamps were guiding me.

I held my breath. I do this often as a reality check. And I doubted this was reality. I was ready to wake up in my usual bed back in my old country and repeat my usual schedule. I exhaled, realising I was in reality.

The hairs on the back of my neck rose suddenly. I stopped. I wasn't usually afraid to walk alone at night, but suddenly it felt different. It was suddenly colder than usual. I shrugged off the feeling, it's just the weather.

I turned, looking around, seeing nothing. But I could see a faint outline in the distance. It was like that heatwave thing, where when something gets too hot, it radiates small waves. Uneasiness settled in my stomach.

I looked at the concrete, seeing two circles of crushed concrete as if a heavy force was standing over it. I focused my vision on it, starting to see an outline of a silhouette. It was large. Larger than anything I had ever seen. It looked like it shouldn't exist.

The ground rumbled as I noticed it running towards me with heavy footsteps. I turned on my heels and started running. What is chasing me?! I couldn't see it clearly, but I could sense it. An ear-piercing sound came out of it.

Please tell me this is a dream!

I took turns. The problem was I wasn't familiar with the place yet, so I could easily get lost. Worse, I could run into dead ends. I looked behind me, the silhouette was on my tail. It was surprisingly fast for something that big.

I screamed, hoping someone would hear me. But that only made my condition worse. I wasn't very athletic. Even with the adrenaline pumping through me, it only lasted for a few minutes. I was getting tired. My feet ached, and it was ready to cramp up.

I tripped, falling onto the floor. I held on to my leg as it cramped. My eyes widened, seeing the silhouette coming nearer. I looked away from the thing, shielding myself with my arm, shutting my eyes tight, knowing it would be useless.

The stomping stopped. I slowly opened my eyes, putting my hand away. "You alright?" I looked up, seeing the blue-eyed boy. In his hand was a glowing blue circle with a star at the centre. I stared at the circle in his hand, blinking. The thing disappeared and what was left was a dangling bracelet with the same shape as the pendant.

"I..." I looked at him again, adjusting my glasses. He held a hand out to me and I gladly took it. I was on my feet, but I leaned onto the other more due to the cramp earlier. 

He noticed this, "Can you walk?"

"Don't worry, it's just a little cramp," I patted his shoulder. Little was an understatement of how incredibly painful it was. 

He turned his back to me, "Wrap your hands around my neck, I'll send you back," he calmly stated.

I stared at him, for goodness sake. I just met him and now I had to touch him. "A-Alright." I went closer to him and wrapped my hands around his neck.

"Give me a leg, then jump."

I did exactly what he said. I leaned onto his back more, "Sorry if I'm heavy," I muttered shyly.

He laughed lightly, "I've carried worse," he started walking, "Tell me where I should go."

I looked around, "Uh," I began to panic a little, "I actually don't recognise this part of town," I murmured, fiddling with my fingers, "But I do remember seeing a clinic near my house."

"I know where that is," he answered. I looked behind us.

"I have a question." 

"What is it?"

"What's your name?"

"Ishida Uryu."

"Okay...What was that thing chasing me? And what's that bracelet on your hand?"

"Can you see that thing?"

"I only saw a silhouette. What was that thing?"

"So, you can't see it clearly..." he then stopped talking.

"Uhm, it would be nice to tell me what it was..."

"Oh, right. That thing was a Hollow. What you need to know about it is you should avoid that thing at all costs."

"And what if I don't?"

"That thing will devour you."

"Oh."