Chapter 1: Save Me

Hey, first time here and first story up. Also, please review after reading and tell me how I did for my first time. I'm trying to 'think outside the box'…so my main character is neither Shinigami or hollow. I don't own anything that doesn't belong to me (Bleach) but I do own Yaka.

"Orihime-san? Remember when we went to save Rukia in the Soul Society?" A pale teenager asked, her black tank-top, dark skinny jeans slightly hugging her curvy figure, and her black combat boots shone spotlessly as she crossed her legs. Her chest was nothing compared to Orihime's but was defiantly something compared to Rukia's.

Yaka's hair reached to the middle of her back and her bangs were split to the right, she floated on her stomach as she watched the orange headed female stood in front of the stove watching her newly invented soup. Orihime wore a plain pink shirt with dark gray sweat pants with her glittering blue hairpins stuck to the sides of her head as usual. Orihime turned around to face Yaka and smiled her brilliant smile.

"Yeah, I remember. Kurasaki-kun, Chad-kun, and Ishida-kun were all amazing." The orange headed beauty said with a gentle knock on her forehead with her knuckles and a shy smile. "Why, Yaka-san? Is something bothering you?"

Yaka lowered her light brown eyes to her arms that were crossed in front of her as she floated to the dinner table.

"It's just," Yaka's throat slightly tightened, maybe she shouldn't tell Orihime and plus even if she did it wouldn't matter, but something about the Soul Society kept bothering her. "It's just that, back there in the Soul Society, I felt…almost…real." Yaka glanced up at Orihime, half expecting her to say nothing and just dismiss it, instead, Orihime asked.

"Real? How?"

"Like," Yaka lifted her left hand to her face and slowly clenched and unclenched her fist. "I felt almost human, I felt like I was slowly getting a physical body. I remember I could almost feel the wind blowing."

Someone clapped and Yaka looked up at Orihime who had a big cheery smile.

"Oh! It could be your home place! Maybe that's where all the imaginary friends came from!" The orange headed princess said as she stirred her watermelon soup that sat boiling on the stove.

Yaka slightly smiled.

"I wonder what would happen if I was to stay over there for a week, maybe I'll be an actual soul or even better, a human." Yaka said flipping onto her back and staring at the ceiling, Yaka sighed dreamily. "I could get to taste food, smell the ocean, feel the wind, and so much more."

Orihime smiled as she turned off the stove and took a small bowl out from a cabinet, she then carefully poured some of the watermelon soup into the small bowl.

"You could even help me prepare dinner and eat some too, Yaka-san!" Orihime said as she grabbed a spoon, she placed it in her small bowl of soup and carefully made her way to the dinner table. Yaka laughed.

"Yeah, I would like that a lot." Yaka replied as she watched Orihime clap her hands and gave quick thanks before digging into her soup.

Yaka stood upright and walked towards the door,

"I'm going out for a bit." Yaka said glancing back at Orihime, Orihime smiled and nodded with a mouth full of the red lumpy soup.

Yaka gave a short half-hearted laugh before walking right through the door. The moment she stepped out into the gloomy night, Yaka felt a deep empty hole in her chest and her smile had left her face as quickly as it had came. She pretended to jump, instead of float, onto the old rusty rails of the apartment and jumped high into the night sky then down onto a rooftop far from the apartment. She jumped a bit further away from the apartment and settled in the park. She walked over to the swings and pretended to sit on it.

The night was quiet and calm, Yaka strained her ears for any sounds of crickets. Ten minutes pasts and she finally gave up, the night was too quiet and that was usually a bad thing. Yaka sighed and watched as the stars twinkled above her head. Yaka jerked her head up when she heard the cry of a ghastly creature, the cry echoed off into the night. A black portal appeared not ten feet away from where Yaka sat and a mutant bat-like creature slowly appeared head first. Yaka watched in amazement as the pale white mask glistened under the moonlight, the blood red eyes that glowed like jewels. The portal slowly shrunk as the hollow's long whip-like tail finally appeared and the signature hole appeared in its chest. Yaka continued to watch in amazement as it stretched out its wings and bent its muscle legs, however, a dark lean figure jumped down from the night sky and swung his abnormally large katana vertically as he landed softly on his feet. The hollow creature was cut cleanly and evaporated into small black and brown particles then nothing.

"Damn, why are there hollows everywhere tonight?" the lean figure with outstanding orange colored hair complained as a second shorter figure joined with the first. They both were wearing black kimonos and both had zanpakutos.

Yaka noticed that the two of the shinigamis were friends of Orihime. The orange haired was Ichigo Kurasaki, A.K.A Orihime's crush. It really wasn't hard to figure it out, especially since Yaka was Orihime's creation…no, Imaginary Friend…Ichigo never seems to stop surprising Yaka, to her it seems like everyone already knows that Orihime has fallen head over heels in love with the man and yet he has no clue about it. Just thinking about it frustrated Yaka. Yeah, Yaka agrees that Ichigo is a cool guy, an extremely strong man, and incredibly handsome, but Ichigo's so obsessed with trying to get stronger that he has no awareness of Orihime.

Yaka sighed, but then again, if Ichigo happened to like Orihime and they both went out…Orihime's attention will be one hundred percent on Ichigo and Yaka's chance of surviving will defiantly drop to zero.

The second was Rukia; Rukia was shorter than Orihime with short black hair and enormous purple eyes. Yaka remembered that Rukia was adopted into a wealthy family in the Soul Society. What was the clan's name?... Kuchiki? Something along the line, but Rukia was also someone that Orihime envied…which was new to Yaka because, Orihime had everything. Yaka was the one that was envious; she had nothing and soon no one.

Yaka glanced down at her hands and saw that she was starting to fade. Her feet was already gone, Yaka slightly frowned and floated off the swing.

"I'm already fading from existence." Yaka whispered.

There was a beeping noise that grabbed Yaka's attention, she looked up at Ichigo and Rukia.

"It's by the theater-" Before Rukia could finish her sentence Ichigo had already taken off shouting back to her,

"Got it!"

Yaka turned her head away and took off towards Orihime's apartment completely missing the fact that Rukia had glanced towards the swing set that Yaka had sat in before taking off after Ichigo.

Yaka made it in time with only her hands and feet missing. Yaka entered through the door and slowly felt her missing limbs returning. She made her way up to the roof through the ceiling and laid down watching the crescent moon and thousands of tiny stars. Yaka hated being alone but she also disliked being around Orihime, Orihime was beautiful, had friends that cared for her, and that could see her.

Yaka turned to her side and tried to fill in the empty hole with happy times when she and Orihime were always playing pretend and weren't thinking about boyfriends. It was too late to ask Orihime to make another imaginary friend that could share this same feeling of loneliness. Orihime may still have childish wishes and a creative mind…but she's growing and stressing over things such as getting Ichigo's attention. To create an imaginary friend, you have to have a clear mind…a child's mind, where there's nothing to stress over about. Yaka can't make a friend, and the number one rule is: She's NOT real. But that doesn't stop the feeling of loneliness and fear of suddenly disappearing without anyone knowing, let alone caring. Even though Orihime doesn't know, Yaka could feel Orihime slowly forgetting about her.

Yaka curled up into a ball,

"Someone," Yaka whimpered as tears slowly filled her light brown eyes, "Save me…"

How did I do? Good? Bad? Outside the box? Inside the box? Uh? Please review and tell me how I did! Also, stick around and find out what happens! Pleasee?