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| - -pant- -pant- A figure, severly wounded, ran through a dense forest, before collapsing. Despite this chilling scene, a bit farther near the forest's entrance Standing in the center of the forest, with a ray of sunlight hitting her perfectly to act as her spotlight, was a young girl. She had fair skin which seemed to glisten in sunlight, ivory black hair, and eyes like rubies which seem to sparkle with every word she sang. As she continued to sing, animals seemed to be lured by her voice, and several of them walked or flew up slowly to hear her finish, staring, the young girl capturing their senses. This was Lynterria Hatake, a Quincy, and, apparently, one heck of a singer. As she ended her song, she decided to go further into the forest, giggling as a squirrel ran up her shoulder to nuzzle her cheek. It wasn't long before she stumbled across the fallen girl. She gasped with shock. "Someone's sleeping here?" Yeah. Not the brightest bulb in the box, this one. Lynterria bent down to poke the girl's cheek. "Wakey wakey you get cakey." No response. "I know! I can take her home. Momma will let me keep her." She picked up the girl and vanished quickly, getting back home easily. "Momma! I found something!" She called out. Her mother, a woman who appeared to be basically an older version of Lynterria, descended the stairs, and was surprised to see her daughter holding a bleeding girl in her arms. "Can I keep her?" Lynterria asked, smiling brightly. "I'll feed her, walk her, have her spayed and everything." "Um...Lynterria, sweetie, you can do that." Ms. Hatake said, smiling. "Just take her upstairs, tend to her wounds. "Yes Momma." Lynterra quickly carried her up to the bedroom, and laid her out on the bed. She took off the girl's clothing, checking for every wound she had. "Oh, I see...she wasn't sleeping, she got hurt. It's gonna take like, 1,000 Mommy Kisses to make this better." She placed her tongue on the girl's shoulder, sliding it across her skin. As she did this, the blood was lapped up and the wound began to close. She repeated this process until every wound was closed. She then placed the girl under the blanket and got under the covers, holding her unconscious face to her breasts. She quickly fell asleep. Shortly, the young woman came to. She slowly opened her eyes, gasping for air. "H-Huh...Where am I?" "Hiiiiiiiii!" Lynterria smiled as she further squeezed the girl into her breasts, thinking it best to hug someone whose been hurt. "You're my pet. I found you and brought you home." "Hi." Miyuku wasn't sure what to say, really. Aside from being smothered by a large pair of chesticles, there wasn't much else she could do, aside from freeing herself from Lynterria's vice, exclaiming, "W-What's going on!?" She was dazed and confused- something like this wasn't helping matters. "I was sleeping with you." Lynterria answered simply. "Momma always says to hug a person who has been hurt. I got sleepy when I was hugging you and fell asleep. You're warm." Miyuki inched back slightly. Wait, what the hell? She felt really uncomfortable; sweat trickled down her spine, as she uttered, "...Uh...huh. Well..." Holy crap, this was awkward. Slowly, she wrested herself free from Lynterria's hold, then scrambled to her feet. "Thank you, but now I've gotta hit the good ol' dusty trail." "You can't go now..." Lynterria eyes began to sparkle, seemingly with tears. "You were hurt, you have to rest." She held up a switch. "T-this is the muffin button. If you leave, I press the switch and a muffin will block the forest entryway." "You do realize, if a muffin blocks the forest entryway, I'll just eat it?" Miyuki calmly replied, though her concience kept her back. "...I'm joking. Because you were kind enough to give a damn, I'll stay for a few weeks." "Aaaaaahhh!" Lynterria glomped Miyuki, pressing the smaller girl's face into her breasts again. "I'll feed you, walk you and bathe you and all that stuff. I'll take real good care of you!" Miyuki sighed. "Uh...I'm perfectly fine by myself, thankyouverymuch." Her tone was calm and confident, as she pried herself away from Lynterria's bosom once again. "...And can you PLEASE stop that? It's unsettling." "You don't like hugs?" Lynterria asked, looking rather dejected. Before Miyuki could say anything, the door opened, and Ms. Hatake entered. "I heard voices, so I assume our guest is awake?" She asked, looking at Miyuki carefully. She examined the young girl, before smiling. "Excellent, I see Lynterria tended your wounds perfectly. How are you feeling?" Miyuki scratched her head in confusion. Wait, why did they appear so similar? It was like looking at identical twins, dammit. "Alright, this doesn't make any sense to me. What exactly are you people? Clones or something? Spit it out; I'm growing impatient." Before this, however; Miyuku blushed, responding, "Y-Yes, thank you for your assistance." "Think nothing of it. And no, that's not it at all." Ms. Hatake chuckled. "And we're not that like. I'm taller' in case you missed it. Perhaps brain damage?" "Oi!" Miyuku snapped. "W-What the hell are you getting at!?" Being called stupid was one of her little buttons. "But uh..yes, there is a slight height difference?" Damn! She was feeling so embarrassed. Ms. Hatake chuckled. "Truly an adorable one." She ruffled Miyuki's hair. "I'm not a psychic, but I feel you'll be with us for quite awhile, possibly foreve. So, be good to my daughter." Miyuki growled. She couldn't remember anything about what caused her to fall into such a state of pain; let alone think straight. "...Tch. Yeah, I will." She most certainly didn't want to smile; such an occasion wasn't suited for smiling, dammit. Miyuki thought these words, as she kept a sweet smile down. "You're sweet." Ms. Hatake kissed Miyuki's forehead. Lack of any sense of personal space ran in the family. "Now, what would you like to eat?" "Uh..." Her stomach was grumbling. "N-Nothing, thanks..." She assured, as she recoiled back from such physical contact. Miyuki Kazamatsuri was an excellent liar, or so she thought. She smiled. "I can hear your stomach rumbling, dear. Please, tell me what it is you want to eat." "Dammit, I told you I ain't hungry." Miyuki scowled, before the grumbling sound grew louder, causing her to lament, "...Catburgers, please." "Well, this isn't China, but I think I can scare up a few cats." She smiled, rather disturbingly. "If you here yowling...well, at least the meat is fresh." She slowly left the room. "I...I was joking..." Miyuki grasped at Ms. Hatake, hoping that she would get the reference to everyone's favourite troll. Ms. Hatake chuckled. "I see. I thought for a moment I was going to be in trouble with the People for the Ethical Production of Goods group again. Lynterria had asked for "Sarcasm Burgers" at one time, in an effort to find out what sarcasm tasted like. Being the loving mother I am, I complied, and well..." She trailed off, chuckling weakly. "They were good though!" Lynterria said happily. "Though now I want to try Sarcasm in other things." As in on cue, a disembodied voice came out of nowhere. "Sarcasm Snaps! Now you too can know what Sarcasm tastes like! Mmmmmm! Tastes like passive aggressive!" Wait, was that that accursed devil woman? Miyuki wasn't sure- but it wasn't friendly, that was for sure. She applied her palm to her forehead in exasperation. "Oh, boy..." More crazies! "Anyway, wait patiently, I'll be done soon." Ms. Hatake smiled, walking out. As soon as she left, Lynterria pulled a surprise move, kissing Miyuki on the mouth, rather passionately at that. "Uwah...!" Miyuki recoiled back in some emotion that could be only described as shock and surprise. "H-Hey, what the hell was that for...?" That feeling wasn't disgust; hell, she liked it, but it surprised the hell out of her. "Well..." Lynterria fumbled around in her childish head for the words. "Momma said if you really like someone, to kiss them. I like you, so I kissed you. It's easy to do." She sounded overly cheerful. "Uhhh..." Huh. Didn't make any sense to her. Her serenity was dissonant; such cheerfulness unnerved Miyuki. "...Uh, yeah. Listen; do me a favour- don't do that again unless I tell you to." It wouldn't be long now, that was for sure. She looked kinda cute. "Ok." Lynterria was easily swayed to obey anyone. "So...why are you so short? Is that why you were bleeding? Did you jump off a cliff because you come from a place where they hate short people?" "Wait, what?" Did she smoke crack or something? Miyuki wasn't that short. But she was most certainly miniature in temperment. "What the HELL are you on?" Miyuki sighed, "...Really, I can't remember why I fell or was damaged." "Um...I'm on a bed?" Lynterria looked down at the bed. "We both are. And you can't remember? Oooooh, maybe you have amuh...uh..amuh...amnesial." She easily mispronounced the word "amnesia". Hehe. Amnesial was the name of her pet cat- which that devil woman made into a catburger right in front of her eyes. Glancing down, Miyuki sighed. "It's amnesia, you idiot. This may sound ironic, but I think I do as well." "Momma told me about it. It's where you forget some things, right?" Lynterria asked, leaning in. "If you hit your head or something. Maybe if I hit your head again, you'll remember!" She sounded excited. "Can I try, can I try!?" "Hehe. Go ahead; knock yourself out." Miyuki smirked. Her smile oozed sadism. "Hyacho!" Lynterria delivered a swift chop to the back of Miyuki's head, combined with a rather cute battle cry. "H-Hey...!" Miyuki frowed, as she glared at Lynterria. "Dammit, watch who you're hitting..." "But you told me too!!!!" Lynterria whined like a child throwing a fit. "Don't yell at me..." "...Tch." Miyuki clicked her tongue. "...Damn my words...Ah, well." Outside, a a young man with shockingly green hair was looking over the solitary dwelling. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the area. "Seems like the young Arrancar found a friend." He frowned. "That may prove to be a bit of a niche in my original plans. Of course...she did hit her head rather hard. Perhaps she doesn't recall anything she found out." He reach into his pocket, pulling out a seed. "With this...I will attain my desires." He walked off, disappearing easily into the forest. "I said stay still, I'mma dress you up!" Lynterria tried to keep a firm hold on a now naked Miyuki. "Momma said to put you in new clothes, since yours need to be washed because of something! You're gonna be my dress-up doll!" With such a comment, Miyuki froze up, noting the doll comparison to be in rather poor taste. Still, ignoring it, she struggled to escape Lynterria's clutches, snapping, "Dammit, let me go..." "No, no, no!" Lynterria tackled Miyuki to the ground, resulting in a very brief scuffle that ended with Lynterria managing to force several undergarments and a rather plain turquoise dress over Miyuki. Somehow, the turquoise managed to bring out her hair. "Uhh..." Dammit! Why this frilly crap? She was really tempted to tear such gaudy clothing off and smack Lynterria across the head, but Miyuki kept quiet. "S-Stop it..." She displayed her irritation through her nevousness, as she growled. "But they're real cute clothes!" Lynterria insisted. "Don't you like them...?" Bah! Too girly for her tastes. It seemed as if Miyuki's mentality completely contrasted Lynterria's. The young woman growled, "...Tch! Damn woman. Makes me feel like crap, these clothes do." As usual, Miyuki forced a threatening glare, though she immediately regressed into a small smile, much to her embarrassment. "But it makes you look all girly and cute!" Lynterria insisted, giddily no less. "It makes me want to squeeze you!" Miyuki applied her palm to her forehead in exasperation. "...Tch. Shut up, dammit." She spat. "And let go, this instant." Lynterria looked downcast, her eyes sparkled slightly again. Miyuki's tone told her she was upset with her, and she let go, slinking back slightly. She almost looked ready to cry. Miyuki sighed. "Geez..." Applying her palm to her forehead in regret, the young woman assured, "...S-Sorry. Not your fault. Just being touched pisses me off, got it?" Lynterria nodded, her unhappy look plastered onto her face. "But Momma said touching is a way to show affection. And, if I hadn't been grabbing you, you'd have run off... Besides, your skin feels nice. Kind of hard, like rocks, but still soft...It's good." Miyuki pouted. "Well, don't touch me. Lookie, but no touchie." She scowled, though she felt embarrassed by Lynterria's comments. "Food is ready!" Ms. Hatake called up, and Lynterria pulled on Miyuki, leading her downstairs. Touching the skin, yes, just because she knew Miyuki would hate it. The smell of cooked hamburger meat assailed their nostrils, and Lynterra was happy to be greeted by the smell of food. "Uh...oh." Miyuki scowled. This was eerily ominous. What the hell was in this burger? She didn't want a heart attack; so doing the obvious, Miyuki inquired, "...Yeah, this doesn't look too safe. What's in it?" "Hamburger of course." Ms. Hatake chuckled as if Miyuki was asking a stupid question. "Sit sweetie, they'll be on the table in a few minutes." She directed that at Lynterria. She turned back to Miyuki. "So, dear, what is your name? You never did introduce yourself." Miyuki inched back slightly, somewhat intimidated. "...Uh...I'm Miyuki Kazamatsuri. Why, exactly?" For some reason, she didn't feel too well; like a ringing noise in the back of her head. "Well then, Miyuki." Ms. Hatake set hamburgers on the table, to Lynterria's cheer. "Welcome to our family. I implore you to stay awhile." Heh. Not like she had any choice in the matter. "...Tch. Sure, I'll stay." Almost nonchalantly, the young woman lifted a hamburger off the plate, chowing down like she was starving.
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