A Date with an Idol

Kurosaki Ichigo was on a date.

Yes, that's right.
The scowling punk with the bad attitude was on an actual date.
Not only a date but a date with one of the hottest girl in his class, if not the whole school.

So shouldn't he be feeling more ecstatic about it?
Could it be the girl?
He must like her, right?
If not, why should he have asked her out?
Why did he ask her out?

Keigo. He was the one who set the ball rolling.
They were having lunch on the rooftop as usual when the conversation turned to girls who have crushes on dense guys.
"Are you talking about me?" "Tell me, tell me. Who are my admirers?" Keigo urged excitedly.
Mizuiro calmly replied. " In your dreams. Asano-san."
"Or the girls' nightmares." Uryu interjected.
"Why are you guys so mean to me?" Keigo wept dramatically.
"Ichigo, only you are my one true friend." Keigo attempted to seek comfort from Ichigo.
Ichigo shoved Keigo away from him. "Shut up, Keigo. I am trying to eat."
"But, Ichigo, don't you want to know if you are being desired by your classmates."
"No." What is it with all this nonsense when all he wanted was to eat his lunch.
"Maybe you are afraid to find out the truth?" Keigo continued.
"And what the hell is it that I am afraid of?" Keigo was really pushing his luck.
"That your scowling face has made you 'personae non grata' among the girls" Keigo explained triumphantly, gleeful that he was not the only one not getting it with the girls.
Ichigo was nonplussed. Why should he care? He has enough on his hands as it is.

But then come the startling revelation from his friends.
He has a secret admirer. Hopefully it is the one he has started to develop feelings for.
Acting nonchalantly, Ichigo casually asked who it was.
"Are you as obtuse as rumored, Kurosaki?" Uryuu gibed. "Even Sado-san knows."
"Chad, do you know?" Ichigo asked his best friend.
Sado gave him a thump up.
Ichigo was dumbfounded. 'Even Chad knew.' 'Please let her be the one.' He earnestly prayed.
"So who is it?" Again with the indifference attitude.
"I thought you could not care less." Uryuu decided to press Ichigo's buttons.
"I don't. I just want to know."
"I do too. Who could be so dumb to like someone as sullen as Ichigo?" Ichigo did not know if he was grateful to Keigo for being nosy or punch him for the insult.
Then came the preaching on how to read the signals given by girls and the ultimatum that he was to ask the said girl out when they disclosed who she was.
"How do I go about asking some girl out, I might not even know her much less like her."
Ichigo sputtered out his excuses.
"Oh, you know her and you might even like her." "Plus the fact it is a given she will say yes." Mizurio cunningly added.

And the event was set in motion.
Uryuu told the girl that Ichigo wanted to talk to her after their respective club's meeting was over.

And now here he was at the tail end of his date with who Keigo dubbed as an idol.
So back to the not so enthusiastic feeling.
He should be over the moon the minute she agreed to a date.
But it felt liked he was being coerced into it.
The anticipation turned to dread and it got worse once he laid eyes on her outfit.
Even before the date has started, it just went downhill from there.
What or who was she trying to attract?
There was so little clothing and so much skin showing.
He would never let his sisters wear this kind of clothing much less let them go beyond their bedroom door.
It was just so revealing.
He did not expect her to be such an exhibitionist.
You really can't tell.
At least with Rangiku-san, she has age on her side. She was as old as that midget or even more so.
She was lucky he was not a pervert.
Lack of clothing aside, the whole date was really a disaster.
The choice of the movie, the bit by bit commentary and just everything.
And don't talk to him about the dinner.
He knew she was quite the big eater, so why pretended to be otherwise.
The dinner conversation.
He was so sick of what she was babbling about that he was tempted to stuff the bread into his ears.

The best thing about this date.
He was seeing her home and then his nightmare will be over.

But rounding the corner, they came face to face with Renji and Rukia.
It just never ends.
Rukia had a most disapproving glare on her face.
'What the hell! Could he not be a normal teenager out on a date, albeit with someone who was dressed liked a street walker.' Ichigo mentally defended himself. but not his date.
And Renji, what was with that lecherous look?
But then, since she is dressed liked this, this is possibly the result she was looking for.
If he care for her, he properly would have knock the expression right off Renji's face.
Before anyone started accusing, the two shinigami shunpo off.
'Must be a hollow?' 'Should we be helping out as well?' Ichigo debated with himself.
'Ishida has volunteered his service for me to be on this date. At that time I thought that was so uncharacteristically kind of him and I was right.' ' He knew that this date was going to be hell for me. He must have set me up." Ichigo was going to get back at Ishida.
'Chad did offer as well and so did…'

'That reiatsu, could she be hurt?'
Ichigo was rushing to the scene when the person he has forgotten was with him called out to him.
"Ichigo-kun, why are we running?"
And what's with this Ichigo stuff? What ever happened to Kurosaki?
"Just watching our waist line and thigh gap, those kind of things." Ichigo huffed out as he hurried to where she was.
"Ichigo-kun is so considerate and fit." He heard her voice getting faint as he ran ahead of her.

Then he witnessed something he had hoped he will never encounter again.

"INOUE!"

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