A Normal Transfer Student [Bleach Fanfic]

But I can't use it on myself. [20]

He smiled, "I like the colour," he muttered. I raised my eyebrows, "I thought Quincies like the colour blue?" I took a bite out of the sandwich, "Is it not your pride and joy?" I looked over at him.

"It is," he answered, "But I could still appreciate other colours."

I nodded, "Good point," my gaze went to the bite mark on my sandwich. What if I? Nah. But what if I did? I placed my sandwich on my lap. I ghosted my hand over the sandwich.

"What are you doing?" Uryu asked.

"Testing..."

I furrowed my eyebrows, trying to re-channel the energy I did a few moments ago. A gentle magenta light circled my hand. I moved my palm to the left, seeing the bite mark on the sandwich disappear as the bread was patched up to its packaged condition. A vision of me biting into the sandwich came to mind.

I stopped my hand for a moment, so it's not limited to people. I moved it further to the left, seeing the sandwich slowly separate. Then it turned into dough. The rest of the ingredients seem to do the same. From a single lettuce leaf, it turned back into a plant. I moved even further, circling the thing. Until there was nothing left.

I stopped for a moment, having a vision of how the sandwich was made.

"Well, I can confirm this isn't hand made," I laughed a little, looking over to Ishida. He gaped at the sight. I laughed a little more at his reaction. I had to admit, even I would be surprised. I moved my hand to the right, seeing the sandwich remade right in front of my eyes. Seeing the sandwich in its package in perfect condition.

I stopped. My sandwich looked like it was made a few minutes ago. I picked up it, "I could eat this sandwich forever," I picked it up and bite into it. I looked over to Ishida, "Are you alright?" I asked, shaking him a little.

He shook his head, "It was like you were rewinding the sandwich," he muttered.

"What if I fast-forward it?" I placed the sandwich back onto my lap. I placed my hand over it, seeing my hand glow magenta. I moved my hand to the right. The bread turned green and grey with mould and bacteria. I continued, seeing the sandwich rot on my lap. My nose scrunched up in disgust. I bought it back into a normal healthy sandwich, "My appetite is gone."

I looked over to Ishida, "Y-You..." he was collecting his words, "You shouldn't play around with your abilities like that!" he said, which took me by surprise, "With the amount of Reiatsu you released, you could call a flock of Hollows here!"

"S-Sorry," I laughed sheepishly, scratching the back of my head. "I was just curious about my powers, that's all," I waved both of my hands at him. I looked over to my foot, seeing my calf bandaged. I looked over to Uryu, "Okay, maybe one more thing--," I placed my left leg on the bench, folding my jeans to my knees.

I placed my hand over the bandages, careful not to touch them. I focused on my hand. But nothing was happening, "Huh," I cracked my knuckles and did it again. Nothing. My hand didn't even glow a little. I looked over to Uryu, "Maybe..." I muttered, "I'm just tired," I placed my leg back down. I brought my sandwich to my mouth, only to look at it in disgust and put it back into its wrapping.

"I'm surprised you're not reacting strongly towards this," he muttered, his blue eyes going onto my brown ones.

I shrugged, "I prayed to God to give me power and finally, he answered it!" I giggled, watching his reaction. I waved my hands, "I'm kidding!" I placed a hand over my mouth, laughing. I placed my hands on my lap, "I don't know, honestly," I tilted my head to the side, "I'm rather curious about my abilities. So, I don't really waste time reacting, shocked or mesmerized by it." I paused, looking to my front, "Though, I'm pretty amazed by it."

Ishida got onto his feet, "Come on, I should send you home," he muttered. I got onto my feet, standing beside him, "You had a long day," he continued. He started walking as I walked with him.

Abarai-Kun wasn't home yet. I lay on the floor with my left leg up. I placed my hand over the bandages, focusing hard on the hand. My hand and leg shook a little, so I placed them down. I placed my hand on my face, "I took a nap and ate a bag of chips," I looked at my hands, "What else do you need?!"

I groaned, sitting up. Carefully, I unwrapped the bandages on my calf. Most of the wound was covered with scabs, but the centre was still exposed. The colour was still sickly either way. I placed my hand over it, trying again. I sighed in defeat, "It's as if I can't use it on myself." I wrapped the bandages around my calf neatly.

I got up and walked over to the kitchen. I looked into the sink, seeing a plate, "He did stop by. Just to eat and leave his plate in the sink," I clicked my tongue, grabbing dish wash soap. I grabbed the sponge. My elbow hit something as I heard glass shattering, "Crap."

I looked to the floor, seeing glass scattered right beside my leg. Though I was lucky none of the glass cut my leg. I squatted down, mumbling curses in my mother tongue. I looked around. I placed my hand over the mess, watching my hand glow with magenta.

"I'm back!" I heard Renji announce.

"Welcome back!" I responded.

"Hey, what's for di--," he paused, "What are you doing?" he asked. I looked up at him. He was wearing his Shihakusho. I looked back at the mess below the palm of my hand. I moved my hand to the left, seeing the shattered glass piece itself back together. My elbow hit the glass, and it shattered. I furrowed my eyebrows, Who places glass at the edge?

I took the glass off the ground, washing it in the sink. I placed it on the rack as I grabbed a towel to wipe my hands dry. I turned over to Renji, who was frozen in his spot, "What's wrong?"