And… I'm starting another story.

As for my other two stories… check my profile for their current status *nervous smile* ehehe ^^;

SO HERE IS MY THIRD STORY :D *applause applause*

The plot is based off Good Ending, so for those of you that have read that manga, please don't get too angry at me for not coming up with my own idea ^,^;

The story was too good a chance to pass up.

Without further ado, let the story begin! *further ado? FURTHER ADO? Who still says that?*

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor do I own Good Ending... I know right? Total tragedy

I've always liked her… ever since the beginning of high school. Senpai*… she's beautiful.

Second year* Kurosaki Ichigo leaned a bit farther out onto the railing of the school rooftop, and watched the soccer club practice below. He had been watching them from that spot ever since the opening ceremony in his first year. Well… not exactly the whole club. There was only one person he was interested in, the one person who his eyes always followed whenever she passed by. That was the person who had caused his heart to beat, to race frantically in his chest. It was her glossy orange hair, her bright, brown eyes, her constantly smiling face, her positive energetic attitude, that had drawn his eyes away from all the other girls.

I know that it will probably always be a one-sided love… but even so.

It was the captain of the Soccer Club.

I still love her.

Inoue Orihime.

Rukia paused from her warm up and looked up at the school building. He was there again, the creep that kept staring at the club while they practiced. Ever since the first year, 'd come here every day after school, sit there, watch, and then leave. Not many of the girls minded of course, because he wasn't bad looking (and this was a well-known fact, not an opinion), in fact, many of the girls often fantasized about gathering the courage to say something to him one day. Rukia, on the other hand, found it more than a bit irritating. She glanced around her to make sure nobody (no girls) were watching.

Hm… might as well get rid of a peeping tom while it doesn't suspect a thing.

She grinned, drew her leg back, and kicked the ball with all her strength.

"Inoue's great…" Ichigo sighed, and kept staring at the rather well-developed, orange haired beauty. Just seeing her was enough to make a warm feeling spread in his chest.

Watching her kick the ball across the field, her leg swinging upwards gracefully in an arc, watching her turn around, smiling and cheering for the other members. Seeing her help everyone with infinite patience, seeing her encourage everyone no matter how badly they had done that day. Seeing that light blue and white snowflake patterned soccer ball coming right at his face…

Wait… SOCCER BALL?

"WHAT THE- MMF!" Ichigo's shout was cut off by said blue and white soccer ball smashing into his face, causing him to land on his butt in an oh-so-graceful way. "Ow... what the hell..." he groaned, as he quickly got back up to his feet and picked up the soccer ball.

"That... was hella painful..." he grumbled as he looked over the railing, and threw the ball back down. It was caught by a raven haired girl with deep indigo eyes. She smirked at him, raised her middle finger, and jogged away, to the other side of the field.

"Dammit…" Ichigo growled, and stormed away to nurse his two black eyes and bloody nose.

"Bulls-eye," Rukia grinned, as she headed towards the rest of the club.

Senpai- student in a higher grade.

Second year- Japan has a different schooling system, where there's only 3 years of high school. Second year would be around 16-17 I think, about the age of a junior

And that was the first chapter it was a bit short… but the next is coming soon, so hope you all look forward to it! Please review, and until next time!

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