Oh hey, fancy seeing you here1 so this is my first fanfic, ever, so please dont be mean! but if you having anything to say that could people me im prove my work go ahead, I need as much help as i can get!
I dont own Bleach or any of its characters blah blah blah, umm i think thats about it... happy reading!
Once upon a Party
Chapter 1
"Nana! Nana! Have you seen my new purple shoes?" Rukia yelled down the stairs from the landing. She was in a blind panic, by some strange miracle she had managed to convince her unbelievably strict older brother, Byakuya, to let her go out with her friends for the night and she was going to be late meeting them! She had spent the last two hours carefully doing her make-up and a sorting her hair she couldn't find her stupid shoes! She had bought them a few days earlier and they added a few well needed inches to her small size. Rukia had always been small, she was the size of a ten year old and she was nearly fourteen, so when there was an opportunity to make herself look taller, especially when the shoes were so beautiful, she took it with both hands. And when they matched her outfit perfectly there was no chance in hell she was leaving without them, she had her shoulder length raven coloured hair pinned back with a delicate purple flower and was wearing a dainty lilac and pale pink dress that had sparkles gathering round the hem of the dress, along with the heels she looked absolutely breath-taking, and she couldn't find them!
Meanwhile on the other side of town, Ichigo Kurosaki, a healthy fifteen year old boy with bright orange hair (which was funny considering his name meant strawberry in Japanese), dreamy chocolate coloured eyes and an extremely well-toned body for a boy of his age, was also preparing for a night out with his mates, but he wasn't as excited as Rukia, infact he seemed positively pissed off about the whole situation. All he wanted to do was to lay on his bed feeling sorry for himself, but no, he had to be dragged out to town by Keigo and Mizuiro, who were determined to help him get over Orihime, who had dumped him over a month ago. She was the beauty of the school, every boy wanted her. She had deep cinnamon coloured eyes and silky long auburn hair that went right down to her waist and always had two blue-petal flower pins holding her fringe to the sides of her face. But despite her angelic looks, she did not have the personality to match. She was always obsessive over Ichigo and followed him around like a lost puppy but he never showed any interest in her, when he did finally start to notice her and show interest, she began to lose interest. And for the short time they date she never said a single kind word to him but stayed with him anyway too make her seem more popular until finally one day she got bored and left him for Uryu Ishida, about the only person in the school how Ichigo had ever hated, leaving Ichigo in a heartbroken mess.
Ever since Ichigo has been staying inside, wallowing in his own self-pity. He had been isolated from the rest of the world so long that when his friends did at last pull him back into the real world and into the club it seemed very surreal. All the lights seemed blindingly bright and the music was deafening, so much so that he felt completely disorientated and went to sit at the bar to order himself a drink when he saw her on the dance floor, dancing with her friends and a couple of guys.
When Rukia finally got to the club she saw Rangiku and Yourichi waiting for her, Rangiku seemed to have had a couple of drinks. She quickly apologised for being late, explaining how everything in her house was determined to get lost as they entered the club. It was different to how she had imagined, much louder and more packed she almost felt claustrophobic when she first walked in but soon got used to the heavy bass going through her whole body and was soon beginning to enjoy herself. Both Rangiku and Yourichi had already had four or five drinks each but Rukia decided to take it easy considering this was the first real time going out where there was a lot of alcohol, she had only just finished a small Bacardi Breezer and was dancing quite happily with a couple of guys that Rangiku and Yourichi had picked up when she noticed a guy with bright orange hair staring at her from the bar over on the other side of the club. Their eyes met and he quickly looked away, suddenly finding something extremely interesting at the bottom of his glass. Rukia thought nothing of it and carried on dancing, until she caught his eyes on her again, and again, and again. She looked over in his direction again expecting to see him but discovered that he had moved. She felt like a piece of her heart had been taken with him, this confused her, how somebody could make her feel this way when she didn't even know his name. She started to panic slightly when she couldn't see his face in the crowd. 'How hard can it be to find somebody whose head is practically on fire!' she screamed in her head.
Ichigo continued to watch the mystifying girl as she danced; he was completely hypnotized by her. Nobody had ever had this effect on him before, not even Orihime, and when she caught him gazing at her he still couldn't help but steal another glance in her direction. Finally he gave up on actually drinking his drink and went outside to clear his head that was so full of questions. Who is this girl? Why can't I get her out of my head? Was she with one of those guys she was dancing with? Would she ever be interested in me? The questions were endless, he thought his head was going to explode when suddenly a very drunk Keigo staggered joyfully over to his side, spilling his drink everywhere as he walked, it was surprising he was even drunk with the amount he was chucking all over the place.
"SoIchigo, youseenanybodylikeyet?" he slurred, his hand on Ichigo's shoulder trying to remain on his feet.
"Nah, not really… have you?" Ichigo said keeping his trademark scowl safely in place, trying to steer like convocation away from the subject. Keigo started giggling like a small child.
"You're lying, Ichigo!" he shouted pointing an accusing finger at Ichigo millimetres away from his face, right between the eyes. "I saw you staring at that girl! You barely took your eyes off her!" he said sounding all smug as if he had figured out Ichigo's deepest and darkest secret.
"I have no idea what you're talking about Keigo," he said sounding calm, not wanting Keigo interfering in his love life, again.
"You wanna know what I think?"
"No, but you're probably going to tell me anyway,"
"I think you should go talk to her, I think she likes you," Ichigo looked slightly surprised at this.
"You do? How could you possibly know that?" His mask accidently slipping away for no more than a couple of seconds, but it was enough, Keigo smirked.
"I knew you liked her! On the short occasions that your eyes weren't glued to her, she was looking at you and when you left to come out here you could see the look of panic in her face when she realised you were gone and she couldn't find your head in the crowd, she likes you," Keigo finished triumphantly, he then realised that his drink was gone so he disappeared back into the club in search of more alcohol. 'She likes me, does she?' he thought to himself whilst letting a rare smile slip onto his face.
Rukia, feeling a little disappointed, gave up on her search for the redhead just as a rather rowdy brunette wandered in demanding to be giving tequila from the skull of a lemur otherwise he would sue everybody there for getting him pregnant. She ignored the lunatic and carried on dancing with the guy Rangiku had introduced he to, who she had recently discovered was called Renji.
Ichigo stood with his back against the wall for a couple more seconds, drink in hand, and then pushing himself of the wall, downing the last of his drink he walked confidently back into the club.
Rukia was busy trying and failing to get this mysterious man out of her head when she felt a large hand on her shoulder. She turned quickly to find a certain strawberry looking back at her with his chocolately eyes.
"Uh… Hey," she said nervously, unsure of how to act and whether to mention the fact that he had been staring at her all night.
"Hey, I saw you dancing earlier, you looked beautiful and still do," he replied, suddenly very smooth and almost creepy by how seriously he was taking the situation. 'Well that answers that question,' she thought.
"Urm thanks! ... I guess," she said hesitantly, sneaking a glance at Yourichi, who was just behind Ichigo nodding her head furiously, encouraging her to talk with this new guy.
"The name's Ichigo Kurosaki, do you want to go out with my sometime?" Rukia looked over his shoulder at Yourichi, who now looked like she was having at fit.
"Rukia Kuchiki and sure, I'd love to!" she said smilingly sweetly.
"Ichigoooooooo! Mummy said home was for the green panda hat! I go wanna to the panda hat king pleeeeeease!" Keigo whined whilst pushing between Ichigo and Rukia, then falling into Ichigo.
"I'm sorry, I guess this means I have to go," Ichigo said apologetically, internally cursing his drunken friend whilst attempting to peel him off his chest.
"Okay…" Rukia replied looking down at her feet feeling a little sad, then looking back up quickly and shouting, "Hey Ichigo, wait!" As she grabbed his arm and quickly scribbling something down on it then letting go. "Call me!" she called after the pair with a massive grin on her face. Suddenly Rangiku and Yourichi appeared by her sides, both slinging an arm around her shoulders.
"Nice work there kid, you caught yourself a big fish," Yourichi commented sounding impressed whilst Rangiku just giggled whilst struggling to remain upright.
