Disclaimer:No, sadly I don't own Bleach. If I would, it would contain lots and lots of yaoi and people killing for fun and blood flying about. And serious insanity... Not the Grimm type. :)
Warnings:AU,OC (if you consider that to be something that should be warned about), OOCness and umm, dunno, language an' randomness I guess... Oh and blood... –self satisfied grin-
A/N:I think this chapter is pretty random but that's exactly how I like/want it so don't come bitching to me 'bout it, 'kay? Okay. :) Oh and the lines... Their sort of barriers for scenes but then again towards the end they become more like barriers between thought patterns or something. Read and figure out for yourselves... And one more thing, I'm not fully happy with this but after tearing my hair of for a couple of weeks I decided that this was good enough and that you loves can probably handle it. :) So read and enjoy the second, and last, chapter of Too perfect.
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That's what we mean when we say family
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When I wake up it takes me awhile to remember where I am. I lie in the bed for a minute before deciding I should get up and dress myself before Isshin comes and kicks me out of bed. Literally. I go through the stuff I bought yesterday and pick a few things I want to wear today. After a couple of problems I get myself dressed and look in the mirror.
There I see a girl of about nineteen who's got her bright red hair up in a high ponytail and is wearing a black tank top that accentuates her curves, on her arms she has fishnet gloves that go from her shoulder to her hand where they make a loop around her middle finger. She has baggy green pants hanging from her hips.
I look at my reflection with a critical eye and release my bangs from the ponytail so I can cover my eyes if I would feel the need to. I put on some green eyeshade and liquid black eyeliner and as a final touch I add a silver chain with an Ankh-cross around my neck.
I wouldn't even be going through all of this shit so early; it's freakin' seven in the morning, if Isshin hadn't insisted in me going to the same school as Ichigo and Shiro-chan. I bet he only wants them to watch if I'm showing signs of "dangerous" behaviour though I doubt that they even told him about my little "practice" yesterday.
"Ohayou, minna-san." I say as I go to the kitchen to grab an apple for breakfast. "Ja ne, minna-san." I shout as I go out the door with the apple in hand. Isshin's probably going to be mad at me for leaving without my brothers but that's then and now's now and right now I need some space. This whole place is just pissing me off too much.
When I arrive at the school I take in the building's appearance. It hasn't really changed during the years. It's still white, atleast on the outside, and still has three storeys. A shiver runs up my spine at the mere look of it. I sigh as I step in of the school's double doors and make my way to the principal's office. I knock the door when I find it. They've moved the damned place since the time I was here last. The name tag on the door tells this place has got a new principal too. Another sigh escapes me. Now I have to find out this guy's weaknesses and how to use them in my own advantage.
A soft voice calls me in. The sight that greets me when I walk in isn't even near of what I expected. There's a man in about his forties who has long white hair and a look that only comes with years of fighting something that's going to kill you in the end. I've seen that look many times. He has his arms around the waist of a man who I instantly recognise as a womanizer, which is actually kind of odd as he is definitely into men or atleast into this one. I shrug mentally and forget about the weirdness in the scene in front of me.
"So how can I help you this early in the morning, miss?" the white haired one asks. "I'm looking for the principal of this school" I answer with a cool and collected voice. "Ne, Jyuu-chan, I think you've got a new student." the brown haired womanizer says.
"You must be Kurosaki Asuko then? I am the principal of Karakura High, Ukitake Jyuushiro." The now identified man says with a kind smile. I look at him with slight surprise written on my face. "Isshin-san has told me about you. I wasn't thinking you'd be here this early though." I only shrug and say "I don't want to make a bad impression on my first day."(1) Ukitake-sensei gives me one of his kind smiles, I'm starting to think they are his trademark or something, as he searches for something on his desk.
"So, here's your schedule and I'd appreciate it if you'd fill in your personal info on this paper." he says as he hands over the papers to me. So Isshin didn't tell this one anything? Guess I was wrong about him. In this matter atleast. Nah, he just wants to protect the family secret. I fill in my personal info on one of the papers and hand it back to Ukitake-sensei. I bow and leave the office.
While I'm walking through the school corridors I take a look at my schedule and notice Isshin has picked all the difficult subjects for me although there are a few surprises, namely English literature and psychology. Both were my favourites the last time I was at school. I thought the old man would want to keep me as far away from psychology as possible. I can still remember the time that I started asking about my family's dreams and analyzed them according to Freud's teachings. I smile slightly at the memory.
My first class today is Japanese literature. When I find the right classroom I open the door to find the room still empty. I take a seat in the corner of the class and let myself slip into light meditation. The hospital where I used to live preferred meditation over drugs. Something about too many patients becoming addicted to sedatives. Or that's at least what I think they said the reason was. It might've been also that meditation didn't need to be bought from anywhere.
About 15 minutes later I start to hear voices from outside the classroom and leave the state of meditation. The students start filing into the class but stop and become deathly quiet when they notice me. I can hear a loud voice from outside the room shouting to the people who are still staring at me. "Hey, people, what's the hold up?" The next thing I see is a violet haired girl pushing through the crowd. She too freezes when she sees me. I only smirk when I see the disbelief in her eyes.
It seems my smirk is some sort of a catalyst for her. She walks up to me and tries to punch me but I catch her wrist. There's a gasp from the group of students still standing close to the door. I wonder what caused the gasp, me catching the punch or she trying to hit me. I get up still holding her wrist and she sends a kick my way but I block it without effort. With a small motion of my hand I have her doubled over on the desk next to mine.
I smirk again at the girl who's locked her gaze to me and release her. She smirks back at me and says "It's been awhile." I roll my eyes and answer "And you're as cliché as ever." I notice the other students gaping at us but they are soon shaken out of their shock as a serene voice tells them to move out of the doorway to let others pass. I bet I'm going to be some sort of a celebrity after this day. If not for any other cause then due to my name. If it's ever revealed. I highly doubt that it wouldn't be.
The students start moving to their places and a man in about his thirties is revealed. The man has brown hair and brown eyes and is wearing thick-rimmed glasses that practically scream emo. The most interesting thing about him though is his smile; on the surface it seems warm and kind in a fatherly sort of way but I can see a sinister streak under all that warmth. I'd be willing to bet 1000 yen on this man being a sadist and that he enjoys bonding and dominating in the bedroom.
While I've been musing the man's sex life he's started checking who's in class and who's not. When he gets to 'J' I get my first surprise of the day if you don't count what happened in the principal's office. "Jaggerjack Grimmjow." "Here" comes a gruff voice from the door. The whole class is now gaping at Grimmjow and I can only smirk.
He's got a cast supporting his right wrist and his left arm is in a sling. Our sensei only lifts his eyebrow slightly at the sight and orders him to his seat. Just when Grimmjow has retrieved his seat our sensei lifts his eyebrow again and says "It seems we have a new student. Kurosaki Asuko?" "Here" I say with my best I'm-an-angel-but-don't-care-about-school-voice. He studies me for a moment before a loud exclamation cuts in "No way the bitch's in our class!" This, of course, comes from Grimmjow.
Aizen-sensei, as he introduced himself, looks to be insulted and says "Grimmjow-kun, I don't care how you've been raised but I will not tolerate that sort of language in my class. Apologize to Kurosaki-san right away." At this point I decide to cut in. "Aizen-sensei, that's not really needed. I'm not offended at all." My words were polite and had a kind tone but my eyes were a different story. They were at Grimmjow promising pain unknown to him.
"If you really think so. Then would you like to tell us something about yourself?" Aizen-sensei says with his calm voice. "Sure" I answer and start my introduction. "Before you even ask, yes, I am related to Ichigo and Shiro. I'm actually their older sister and I'm in your class because I've been away for awhile and there's no fucking way I'm telling any of you where I've been. If you get curious ask Grimmjow there what happens when you annoy me." I finish but add one final thing. "And Grimm-chan, (2) I thought you already knew the consequences of calling me a bitch." Grimmjow's face now gets an expression it hasn't had in awhile, I decide, when I notice the stunned expression everyone's wearing. And the emotion on Grimmjow's face? Pure fear.
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One month. That's how long I have been free now. But there was still something missing. I don't know what it is I'm missing but I'm sure I'll figure it out when the time comes. Oh well, might as well enjoy the luxuries while I can.
I open the newspaper when Karin hands it to me. The first thing I notice is the heading of a person gone missing. I hum at the piece of news. That's the third person gone missing during a month. I start wondering what the police of this town is doing when they can't even catch one kidnapper. Or perhaps it's not a kidnapper perhaps it's a murderer. I smirk at the thought and start counting the probability that they will find the possible murderer during a year. Of course there are many things that affect that. The bodies might be found. There might be fibres of the murderer at the crime scene but I know those won't be found. I doubt that even the police know if there's a crime scene or not. So what will they do next? Close the case as just people gone missing? We'll have to see.
A loud yell of "What a beautiful dodge!" brings me back to reality just in time to save my apple juice from ending up on the floor when Isshin crashes straight into the table. It seems Ichi-nii and Shiro-otoutou have joined forces against the evil that's also known as Isshin, old man and the son of a bitch who's trying to ruin my life. Isshin's head seems to clear up enough for him to notice me. His eyes flash daggers at me for a moment before he goes back to his normal act. "And what is my beautiful daughter going to be doing after school?" he shouts despite only 12 inches separate us. "I'm going to Grimm's." That shuts him up. I smirk mentally at the memory of Isshin calling me when I was there the first time.
I let out a moan as Grimmjow was nipping my neck. A shudder passed through me when he slid his hand under my shirt. Then my phone started ringing. I answered and would've growled at the voice in the other end if Grimm hadn't bitten down on my neck at that moment. Instead I gasped out a not so steady "Yeah?" The cold voice in the other end asked where I was. I, of course, answered with venom. "Grimm's" I guess my bad boy had noticed the venom in my voice and the tension in my body for he started licking the already darkening bite mark. This caused me to start purring and that's when Isshin finally hung up.
Of course it hadn't ended there but Isshin hadn't called me ever again. He seemed to avoid calling me. Especially when he knew where I was. It's a wonder he didn't put up an act when he saw Grimm for the first time. He just glared daggers at my teal haired bad boy who in turn deadpanned at the older. Now that was a sight for a sore eye. My always so happy-go-lucky-father and not-so-happy-happy-joy-joy-lover trying to glare or bore the other to death.
Now, how me and Grimm ended up together is an interesting matter or actually not. Well, to be truthful it's quite boring. At first it was a hate-love-thing like so many relationships before it. He loved my body and I hated his perverted ways. As simple as that. After I overheard some girls in my class "whispering" about him to each other there was some sort of interest born in me, call it primal instincts or just a lust for adventure, no matter, I just went with it. For the second time in my life I let my feelings guide me into doing something. It wasn't important. The first time I mean. It's nothing you should know about. At least not yet. So in the end I guess you could say he's something of a curiosity to me.
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It was nights like this that I hated and despised with all of my heart. All my thoughts and memories mixing up in my head. Memories became thoughts and thoughts became memories. And then there were those things I couldn't separate to either category. Things I wanted to bury deep inside but couldn't. Things like my love for Shiro. It was something I had thought dead long ago but it seemed I still had a soft spot for the brat. That's what he was in my eyes. Just a brat who couldn't keep himself from sticking his nose to business that most definitely didn't concern him in any way. Hadn't he heard that curiosity killed the cat? But I think he's forgotten already. That's what he probably forced himself to do. Well, it was better for him in the long run. It's always nicer to break people who aren't expecting it to happen.
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It wasn't really there. It never was. A forgotten part of me I tried to coax alive again. A mask, something akin to the Godfather saying he's in the waste management business. Partially true but totally false in the commonly thought way. The mask in itself hid what I truly am. A manipulative and violent person. I am what most would think of as psychotic and beyond. There were days when I almost believed the mask was reality but something always brought me back to, well, reality. Usually that something was Isshin but once it was Shiro who pulled or more like pushed me down. That's why I won't be as gentle to him as I first planned. Poor Shiro-otouto. At this point I can't help myself from bursting out in hysterical laughter. It's just too comical.
By the way, have you ever stopped to think about the meaning of the word gentle? I mean really just stopped and thought what it means to you not just looking from a dictionary. Usually words like soft and warm would come to mind but I was thinking fast. But at the end of the day I suppose there's no such thing as gentle when you're a lunatic. Not when you've been locked up in a mental hospital for five years.
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The days were currently so much like each other that I couldn't even count them anymore. Maybe it has been six months, maybe a year? As said before I'm not sure anymore. Oh well, it's not my problem really. I have an appointment with my family today anyway. Well, more of a surprise really seeing that they don't know about it. Yet. Wouldn't be a surprise if they knew, now would it?
Naturally it's not what I quite wanted. I would've liked for Mom to be there too. But as they say you can't have everything you want. And besides Mom'll see them soon. But that's beside the point. I have to hurry or my surprise won't be ready in time. On the other hand it's not like I have anything to hurry about with it. They'll come when they're ready and I'll be waiting. With a smile and my arms wide open.
I should probably go do a little shopping. Hmm, I wonder what I'll need. We already have a kitchen knife and there's also rope. Oh, I need to get some scarves too. They'll make lovely... Oops, can't reveal the surprise yet, can I? I catch myself just before I giggle out loud. This'll be the best birthday we've ever had. I'm sure of that. Hn, should probably go and start that shopping now. Whaddaya think?
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As I walk through the streets towards the convenience store I can't help but to keep smirking.
Somehow I find my thoughts drifting to Grimm and our "thing". We had had a huge fight. He accused me of fucking other people and I countered that we had never agreed NOT to see or fuck other people. He didn't say anything to that and that's what finally ended our "thing". Well, I don't know what it was to him. As I resurface from my thoughts I see him. He has his arm draped over some random girl's shoulder. When he notices me he pulls the girl into a passionate kiss. I hid my smirk the moment I noticed him. I only roll my eyes at him when he looks at me again. I don't care what he thinks he gains by doing that but it's not my mental pain.
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It's really a wonder that no one actually knows what I did to get myself locked up. It's not like it wasn't obvious. If they would just use those little brains of theirs, they would be able to figure it out as soon as you can say "madness topped with insanity, please." They? Well, my dear siblings of course. Who else? I find myself humming a song that Mom used to sing to me when I was a kid. Something about a blue world where you go when you fall asleep. (3)
What was I doing again? Ah yes, the surprise. Got to love good bloody surprises. I'm actually kind to them. Theynever held a surprise party for me. I pout at the empty living room. Well, I might've lied when I said I would only pout to Shiro. I might've also lied about several other things but you'll have to find out the hard way, won't you?
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Blood. There was so much of it everywhere.
Isshin. The destroyer of his family. He doesn't even know it was him who doomed the family he wanted to protect so much. I'll think of something really interesting for him.
A body on the floor. In the middle of the pool.
My sisters. Those sweet little creatures. They will never know what hit them. I wonder if they'll taste of innocence like the first one did.
The person's hair like a halo around their face and messy with blood.
Ichigo, the brave protector of the family. He never was quite the same. Not after Mom died. He'll be second to last. I want for him to see all his loved ones gone.
A lake of red as far as the eye can see.
Shiro. My sweet, sweet Shiro-chan. My innocent Shiro-otouto. The angel in a devil's disguise. He'll be last. I can't avoid it. He'll be the last step to insanity. After him there won't be anything anymore. There won't be turning back no more. We'll be free together.
The liquid of life spread so carelessly on the floor like a splashy carpet.
Mom was so beautiful. Her blood looked so innocent. It tasted even better.
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Did you really expect me to tell you the truth?
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Notes:
(1) This is such a Finnish way of thinking... Taking everything so negatively I mean... I could've written "I wanted to make a good impression on my first day", you know... :P
(2) Sorry, couldn't stop myself... xD
(3) This is an actual Finnish lullaby... I used it instead of the "Mommy's gonna buy you a mockingbird" -thing mostly 'cause I think it (the mockingbird song) is a bit over used and I don't know any other lullabies in English, so... -sweatdrops-
A/N: Aah, finally got this finished... Well, actually I just finally got annoyed enough with myself and this to type it up and upload. So how many of you didn't see that coming? How many of you read the reason why Asuko was locked up between the lines of the first chap? I NEED TO KNOW! So please tell me your opinions, onegaisimasu.-