Disclaimer: He does and he always will. Not unless I marry one of David Beckham's sons and demand Tite Kubo to surrender it's ownership to me. Sounds like a good plan.
Warnings: Nothing much in this chap. Just Ichigo's foul mouth. lol
Author's Note: Hints of RenRuk but will ultimately by IchiRuki. I got nothing much to say. Enjoy! just please no flaming.
Butterflies in the stomach: Not healthy
His foremost motivation for this escape is to take a break. But since he is spending this with his old friends, he pushed the thought aside since it's the most impossible thing in the world right now. He even wondered how he got included into this escapade.
He passed through well-lit stores devoid of noticing the gawking girls. He went through a pattern in his head while on his route to the baggage claim area.
Get off plane. Check
Get bags.
Find Annoying midget.
Life seemed to be so much easier when it was organized.
People with different shapes and sizes came bustling around him as he drew nearer to the baggage claim area. He went to the carousel number where his luggage was and obtained his load. He quickened his pace as he came within reach of the exit.
Get off plane. Check
Get bags. Check
Find annoying midget.
Oh boy, He sighed as memoirs of his mulish midget friend inundated in his mind. He gave a mental laughter before his vision got obscured by a signboard.
"Mr. Hiroki Oguri?" The guy bluntly asked.
What? His usual scowl deepened.
"No.. " He said as he stomped away from the person. Oh god, where the hell is that midget? More memories occupied his mind as he found a bench where he decided to sit.
He remembered her quite well back at their preteen years. Rukia is a miniature she-devil. If apocalypse ever occurred, he wouldn't doubt that it was caused by Rukia. Rukia was such a chaos back then, she loved how turmoil would emit and everyone would run away. Yet back then, she was still a bitch in training. He couldn't imagine how chaotic she is now. He wouldn't even have the guts to think about it.
He was jaded and decided to look for Rukia, when he was pulled into a bone-breaking bear hug. The hell? I would swear she was as tall as my 11-year old sisters when we parted. When the fuck did she get so tall?
He released himself from the hug and looked at his friend.
Twisted brown hair dangled against her face and he could make out a few wrinkles at the gape of her mouth.
When did she get a perm? When did she color her hair? Heck, when did Rukia turn 40?
"Hiroki! You colored your hair again huh?" She said as she patted his head.
What?
"No.. Not Hiroki.." He said as courteous as he could. At least for him. He's not really good with respect and that kinda stuff.
He was starting to fume with frustration. Where the heck is that friggin' bitch? His ever-so apparent grimace plastered on his facade as he heard a series of laughs behind him.
He had an adequate amount of irritation for the day and if he turns around and finds out its Rukia, all hell's gonna break lose.
"Ichigo! I never knew you also went by Hiroki!" She giggled as she pointed her index finger on him.
"Speak of the devil." He turned his grimace into a deeper scowl and directed his furrowed brows at Rukia.
"Oh, come on Strawberry!" she continued to chuckle
"You haven't changed a bit you asshole!" she declared as she paced herself towards Ichigo.
"Bitch." His scowl turned into curve that resembles a grin for about a second or two.
"Oh, come on, didn't you miss me?"
"Who would actually miss a stupid midget like you?!" He snapped back which earned him an uppercut that had him flying on his back.
"Stupid, bunny-loving, midget. Are you a guy or something?" He tries to regains his composure- shoe made contact with the chin courtesy of ever-so caring Rukia.
"Bastard, get your stuff, and let's go." She trailed off and he followed with his luggage on his hand. Knowing her, he didn't expect any help from the midget.
He noticed a red-haired guy on the driver's seat. His hair resembled a pineapple and he had a crazy tattoo on his forehead. The guy wore sunglasses over his head and gave Ichigo a nod as a greeting and he nodded back. He went to his list again,
Get off plane. Check
Get bags. Check
Find annoying midget. Check
Nope, he didn't find anything about meeting Rukia's boyfriend.
"Boyfriend?" He asked Rukia playfully while putting his bags at the back of the car.
"Jealous?" She teased.
"As if."
Ichigo sat at the passenger seat and Rukia sat on the front seat next to Renji. The ride was brief and the scenery was pleasing.
They arrived shortly at the Kuchiki rest house that looked more like a manor. It had six bedrooms; all with personal bathrooms, a library and it is well adorned and looks pretty much in a good state.
The house is built near the beach, which gives it a good view of the beautiful sunset.
The place was in private and secure. It was perfect for vacation.
He was trying to take in the scenery laid upon his eyes when suddenly –WHACK- he was graciously welcomed with a roundhouse kick from his tomboy friend Tatsuki. Now that hurt.
"The fuck?!" He muttered as he nursed his sore cheek.
"Yo, Ichigo! You're letting your defense down! Tsk tsk, been rusty huh?" She laughed at him with all her heart's content.
"Jeez, thanks a lot for ruining the view." Fuming Ichigo stated sarcastically.
The unseen sea gust brushed lightly on his face while the smoldering flames danced elegantly against the wind. The moon showed it's half as if peeking from the dark curtain of the night. Modest stars ornamented the skies allowing sufficient amount luminosity for the assembly of teenagers bonding once more for such a long time.
Uryu arrived with Orihime earlier than Ichigo, but Orihime wanted so badly to go shopping for food and Uryu was dragged into it. Therefore, when Ichigo arrived it was only Tatsuki and her martial art antics. Chad arrived earlier that night from Mexico.
All the girls togged up in two-piece bikinis aside from Tatsuki of course. Rukia wore a black two-piece and wore a short black sarong skirt. Orihime on the other hand, wore a pink two-piece and a white sarong skirt. Tatsuki wore a white spaghetti strap shirt and blue shorts.
All the guys were wearing swimming trunks of course. All the other guys seem to have nothing against Renji except form Ichigo. Not that he hated him, there's just something he couldn't quite put his finger on.
Orihime carried a batch of fresh cookies to the beach for them to eat. It was butterfly shaped and no one dared ask her what ingredients she used. She offered them to everyone but no one dared to be her lab rat.
Then she looked intently to her beloved Uryu to eat one of her 'butterfly cookies'. All of them watched him keenly prepared for what might come about. Much to their enthusiasm, Uryu seemed to enjoy the cookie.
"To be honest, it's quite good." He said while starting to munch another one. Therefore, it's either a) Uryu lost his mental psyche, b) Orihime and Uryu are playing tricks on them, c) they are all having the same impossible dream at the same time.
Out of all their options, option 3 seems to be the most reasonable choice.
So with hesitation, they all tasted the cookie. Lucky for them, they are still alive. It seems that it is just any other normal batch of cookies that Orihime made. A very odd occurrence.
After they got over the cookie shock Renji started to blare up the speakers with club music.
"Come on people!" Renji presented. Rukia's usually the dancer in the group, so she was first to hit the dance floor followed by Orihime who dragged Uryu and Tatsuki. Chad stayed near the bonfire with Ichigo.
"Come on Ichigo!" Rukia urged as she came nearer and literally dragged him.
"No! Stop it midget! I don't like to dance!"
"Oh, please? Come on! Look! Even Uryu is dancing!"
"Yeah Ichigo, don't be such a pussy." Renji teased.
"I am not a pussy! Chad isn't even dancing!" Ichigo glanced at Chad's directions for support no more than to locate an unfilled spot.
"Whoopsy, look's like he's taken!" Rukia laughed herself while dancing to the music.
"Nah, just let him Rukia." Renji took Rukia's arms away from Ichigo and started dancing with her. Devoid of difficulty, Rukia allowed herself to be taken away.
Ichigo continued to observe the couple dancing. His customary scowl deepened even more. The mere sight of Rukia dancing in other man's arms made Ichigo's stomach do back flips frantically. He doesn't know why but maybe because he's never seen Rukia before with any other guy. Or possibly because of Orihime's cookies. The cookies must've caused this. He concluded.
The sheer thought of Orihime's cookies being normal was horrific enough. But, having butterfly wrought cookies from her and actually eating them? Now that's remarkable, don't fail to remember that they thought it was delicious. Something must be erroneous with their stomachs. Most especially his and he doesn't think it's healthy.
I need to visit the doctor first thing in the morning. He sighed. If Uryu thought the cookie tasted good, then he is not a good doctor.
He tried to make a list on how to endure the rest of the days that he would spend here but he miserably failed. Poor strawberry.
Well, at least he learned a lesson tonight; butterflies in the stomach are not healthy.
Charming.Murderess's Blabs: So if it's IchiRuki, what about Renji? hmm.. Tatsuki and Renji? idk.. u tell me people..! oh, and btw,, who is interested in making Tatsuki wear a two-piece bikini on the next beach scene?? I really wanted to do it so badly,, but i'm scared people may not like it,, T.T
here's the poll for Tatsuki's pair:
Shuuhei and Tatsuki [[i know he's not there yet but he'll arrive on the next chap!
Renji and Tatsuki
Tatsuki and a guy of ur choice from the anime of course.
Review is a must. No flames. But constructive Criticism accepted. ayts?
I won't improve in 'that sucked' you know.
and before i forget,, tnx to my beta Amerie-san! weee!
So, should I continue or should I pack my things and go?
