Hi, for those who are reading my stuff for the 1st time nice to meet you x3 this is actually my 1st time writing for Bleach's fandom (I just love IchiIshi so much that I had to write a fic *3* I even made a damn cover pic which I usually don't make, I mean I do but not in such a way xD my love for them is too strong u/v/u) so I'm kinda nervous, but whatever, I'll just keep up with my normal way of writing x) I'll just warn you of a few things that I consider important, and then you can go read the story :3
So, the most important, my native language is not English so if you read ugly mistakes over the chaps I'm very sorry u_u I re~read my stuff a lot before updating and I correct typos and mistakes in fact but as I'm not English of course I won't find them all xD
Also, my M rated fics tend to be… too explicit XD I just can't help myself n/v/n
I'll update the fic slowly, but don't worry I'll definitely do it more often once I finish one of my fics x_x till there that won't happen (but I may update the 2nd chapter soon since I'm eager to write for this fic ^^)
And, finally, the characters will be a bit OOC gomen né… I promise I'll try my best to keep them IC!
And that's all, now go read the story it may be kind of "strange" but I promise I'll turn it into something interesting (at least I'll try lol)
Feelings
I - Illusion
"Ishida-san, you will be the next." A young male said, looking at Uryuu and four more students: three girls and one boy.
"Thank you very much for warning us." The raven haired boy said, pushing his glasses up on his nose softly; transforming a simple gesture into something too elegant.
"Tell me again why are we going to see this?" A brown haired boy asked for the tenth time in only five minutes.
A taller orange haired male sighed, also for the tenth time in the same amount of time, and answered irritated, "Because this is one of the school's events to attract new students, we all are forced to go."
"We are not forced to go! We, actually, can skip that shit! Who cares about it anyways?" The brunet bemoaned holding his red haired friend's arm and shaking him. Of course, such an act simply exasperated the taller male more who stopped walking suddenly yet expectedly, looking at the annoying teenager furiously.
"Keigo, stop it!" The redhead shouted which made his friend pout.
"Ichigo is right Asano-san, we need to assist to this event. Besides you should know it; Ichigo is classified as a delinquent, and as such a thing is not true he, much more than anyone of us, has to assist." A petit raven haired male stated nonchalantly, always looking at his cell phone and typing unknown words without stopping.
"Mizuiro~ how cruel…! Why do you call me Asano-san? We are friends for such a long time… In exchange you have met Ichigo after meeting me and you already call him by his given name. Why are you so cold with me?"
"Ichigo told me that I should call him like that, Asano-san." Mizuiro affirmed without facing his frustrated friend who kept complaining.
"But~ I also told you to call me 'Keigo', right?"
"I don't remember such a thing Asano-san."
"But-"
"Ah look, we've arrived at our destiny. Let's go." Mizuiro affirmed ignoring his brunet friend who continued following him and complaining to get his attention one more time.
Ichigo sighed deeply looking at his two friends and saving his own opinions to himself. He didn't want to be indelicate with Mizuiro so he kept silent, but sometimes his actions towards Keigo were too childish. Ichigo knew that Mizuiro acted in such a way to simply tease their friend; it was the way he found to communicate with the brown haired teen. Yet, lately, Ichigo had been noticing that Mizuiro's words and actions messed up with Keigo's feelings deep down. The boy could react indifferently to the petit raven haired teen's words in front of people; complaining unstoppably as if he only wanted Mizuiro's attention, however Ichigo could perceive his true feelings. The orange haired male hoped that one of these days his two friends could finally communicate in a different way. In the right way.
"Time to go." The redhead muttered, finally following his two friends inside school.
"The next club to be presented is the music club. The club is composed by 5 students; three girls and two boys in which the school's student council president, Ishida Uryuu-san, is a member. He is also part of the handicraft club, but he will show you his works there later, for now it's the music club turn. They will play an original song, it may not be your genre of music but don't fear, if you're interested in joining to this club you will be able to create any type of music. They will explain everything once their performance finishes. Well, without further ado, I present you the music club of our school."
After announcing the music club, the female student abandoned the stage of the large gym and the 5 members of said club entered. An elegant raven haired teen entered in first place, carrying a beautiful white and blue violin, being followed by the three females of his club, each one of them also carrying a violin, and finally the last masculine member of the club who headed towards the black piano placed on the middle of the stage.
"Oh Ishida-san is going to participate too. I actually never heard him playing violin. I wonder how he plays…" Mizuiro said saving his black cell phone inside his pocket. The three teenagers had arrived at the gym where the event, to all the future, or interested in it, students of their school, was happening.
"Tché, I bet that he doesn't play that well." Keigo said pouting. It seemed that the boy was still frustrated because of Mizuiro's previous action.
"Ishida huh… Who's that?" Ichigo asked.
Both, Keigo and Mizuiro, stared at him surprised with the teen's question.
"Uh… Ichigo are you serious?" Keigo was the first speaking.
"Yeah, why?" Ichigo asked raising an eyebrow curious with his friends' reactions.
"Ishida-san is the student council president…" Mizuiro said being interrupted by the orange haired male.
"Well I never met the guy, how would I know him?"
"You'd have a point if he was only the school's student council president, but Ishida Uryuu-san is our classmate Ichigo." Mizuiro finished what he had intended to say previously.
Ichigo observed the petit brunet with wide brown eyes. He then moved his two orbs towards the stage staring at the raven haired student who was getting ready to start his performance by placing his white and blue violin over his shoulder elegantly and supporting his chin on the instrument. His left hand gracefully wrapping its neck, while his right hand was holding the long white bow with two of his fingertips tuning his violin.
Once the famous student council president finished, he looked, momentarily, at the crowd of students and Ichigo felt a small yet intense shiver running up his spine. He could almost swear that this Ishida guy had stared directly at him; which was certainly improbable since he was too far away from him and there were too many people around. However, that shiver had left a strange feeling inside him.
Strangely uncomfortable, Ichigo looked away scratching the back of his neck and uttering, "Well I guess I never noticed the guy."
Keigo and Mizuiro just chuckled at Ichigo's statement.
On the other hand, on the stage, Uryuu faced his 4 fellows as a sign that he was ready to start with the mini-performance. The three girls nodded smiling and the boy sitting in front of the piano placed his long fingertips over the black and white keys. With such an action Uryuu couldn't help but tremble. He was too nervous suddenly. Truth to be told he got always too nervous whenever he had to play his violin. He loved his instrument and its beautiful sound too much; and his love for his violin just grew more and stronger over the time. Because of that Uryuu felt that he had to play it always very well. No, more than that, he felt that he had to play his violin perfectly. His pride wouldn't allow him to do it otherwise.
Taking a deep breath, Uryuu placed the long white bow over the thin strings of his instrument and his moment to show to all the people inside that large gym how much he loved his violin and the original song he had composed along with his club mates would finally start. He would definitely show to the world how deeply connected to his violin he was.
The black Yamaha sounded pleasantly in the room; its soft and low notes resonated inside Uryuu making him feel that nostalgic warmth growing slowly but strongly deep down in his heart. For moments, his thin lips were curved in a soft smile; he wasn't feeling so nervous anymore. His bow slid softly over the violin's strings creating that unique and momentarily magic that only Uryuu could create whenever the first musical note was played by his violin.
The smile vanished from his lips being replaced by a serious expression, changing Uryuu's aura completely. And suddenly, his bow slid up and down; up and down; up and down… frantically over the violin as his left fingertips pressed each one of the different strings faster and faster creating a unique melody inside the large room.
The piano's soft and now high musical notes followed the violin's, transforming the gym into a different dimension and transporting all the people there automatically to a new and colorful world.
Three more high notes sounded and then the black instrument stopped sounding, letting the three extra violinists shine along with their caramel colored instruments. The girl in the middle played the first notes and then the other two violinists followed their master. Each one of them was accompanying Uryuu who now moved as frantically as his violin sounded in the room, as if dancing each one of the notes without fearing if they were wrongly played or not. Right now Ishida Uryuu didn't fear anything anymore. Right now for Ishida Uryuu it only existed his violin and its melody. Uryuu was reaching his state of completion that he always reached whenever his violin's melody reached his soul touching it warmly and making him vibrate and transform all his strong feelings in music.
He continued moving uniquely with his violin in hand sliding his bow through it faster yet sublimely with his half lidded sapphire eyes looking at his fingertips but in truth focused on the playing song. A few more rapid movements and suddenly Uryuu's violin stopped sounding in the room, leaving the three violinists leading the black piano that had begun to sound as soon as his precious part of the melody stopped.
Although Ishida Uryuu had stopped playing the song, Ichigo could still listen to and feel each one of his amazingly wonderful notes deep down in his heart, making his body shudder strangely. The elegant figure of the young male was now pleasantly still in the stage, yet the redhead's mind couldn't stop sending him images of his beautiful and gracious frenetic movements which made his heart beat in the same exact way.
He swallowed hard without stopping to stare at the raven haired violinist and yearning for more from his violin and for more from him; from his beautiful figure. And, as if God had listened to his prays, Ishida Uryuu positioned himself one more time, as elegantly as before, and began to play along with the other violinists and pianist.
This time he played softly; sublimely as if his violin would break at any time. His movements were as gentle as his melody sounded spreading nostalgic warmth in the whole gym making the crowd enter in the song's fantasy.
Ichigo shivered observing the graceful way his fingertips squeezed the violin's strings. The song was now reaching his heart softly just like Ishida's body was moving whenever his long white bow slid over the instrument. The redhead teen had never heard; seen; felt music in such a way. And it didn't matter how well the three girls and the pianist played, Ishida's way of playing was the most special of them all. His violin made him feel what none of the other musicians could. It was true that classical music was not is thing, however he had gotten addicted to Ishida's classical music. He could stay there, in that old gym of his school, and listen to over and over again Ishida's violin. He would love to do that in fact.
The song was finally reaching its climax and, hopefully for Ichigo, Ishida played as frantically as before sliding the white bow up and down over the white and blue violin, transforming all the countless shivers of Ichigo's body in goose bumps. This time the piano accompanied the rapid high notes of its fellow instrument along with the three violinists.
The red haired male was already missing this song, but mainly the raven haired boy's violin. He didn't know him from anywhere. He didn't even know that Ishida Uryuu existed. Hell, he had never noticed the guy before and they were classmates! But damn, he regretted it now. How he wished he could have noticed him earlier. How he wished he could have heard his violin before. How he wished…
"Ichigo!" Mizuiro's voice brought him back to reality. The song didn't sound anymore in the room, instead it could be heard the loud sound of people's cheers of enjoyment. It seemed that this year the music club would win new members.
Ichigo remained still, unable to take his piercing chocolate orbs off of the stage; off of the amazing violinist Ishida Uryuu. The elegant raven haired teen's song was still echoing deeply in his head, vibrating through his entire being.
"ICHIGO! What's up man? You're all dazzled there… Are you in love or what?" Keigo asked frowning looking at the other teen who automatically flushed embarrassed, not because it was true of course, but because a few people around them had actually heard his stupid friend.
"The fuck I am, dumbass!" The redheaded stated kicking the brown haired boy's ass. "I was just… I'm just… kind of surprised. I never thought that he would be this good." He added staring one more time at the raven haired violinist, who was now explaining how his club worked. Ichigo's eyes softened and gained a new and intense glow. He couldn't explain it but that strange feeling was carved inside him.
The rest of the event went smoothly. Of course after Ishida's club performance it wasn't as interesting but Ichigo and his friends endured it normally, with Mizuiro teasing Keigo as usual which annoyed Ichigo but who was soon saved by another one of his friends; Yasutora Sado, who had arrived there at some point in the middle of the event.
The principal's voice sounded now in the gym, boring each one of the students with his never ending speech. Some yawned, others played with their cell phones, and others talked with the person near them… To summarize, no one was really paying attention at the old man's words. Ichigo pitied him right now, but he couldn't agree more with the whole crowd inside the room. His speech contained the same cliché words "You should come to our school because we have good teachers, entertaining and interesting clubs, bla bla bla…" Enough! Ichigo was sick of that. He needed to get out of there or he would get crazy.
"I'll be right back." He said to his three friends who nodded in understatement.
The redhead left the gym automatically feeling better and refreshed with the pure air filling his lungs. His whole body hurt, mainly his ass because of the uncomfortable chair where his buttocks had been painfully sitting for two long hours.
"Shit… I wanna go home." He muttered to no one in particular, looking up at the sunny sky. A new school year was about to start yet he was tired of school already. The heat outside wasn't helping at all either, it only made him want to stay all day at home in front of his fan sleeping or reading a random manga.
"Life is a bitch sometimes." He muttered once again letting out a sigh, when suddenly, a few voices sounded in his ears.
"As I asked before, would you please step aside?"
"Huh? Ishida-sama wants to leave. The nerdy prince of school is in a hurry to go home and fill his head with more studies and classical music. How useful Ishida-sama." A tall young teen tried to provoke Uryuu who pushed his glasses up his nose nonchalantly with two of his fingertips, annoying his teaser even more.
"As you said, and well, I have a life so I do not have time to stay here talking with you the whole day. Now if you excuse me I need to go." Saying that, Uryuu stepped aside, ready to leave the other male behind. He squeezed his violin's bag strongly between his fingers trying to control his rage. He was used to this kind of behavior already, but he wouldn't deny it was too troublesome and unpleasant. However it wasn't as if it was his fault. Well, in a way it was, though he couldn't do anything about it. Things like this happened because he was how he was: a young intelligent male, rich, prideful of himself and of his origins. He didn't despise others though; still he tried always to avoid delinquents like the previous teen. Yet they were the ones who could not avoid him.
"You bastard… Who the fuck do you think you are, huh?" The delinquent shouted running after Uryuu, stretching out his arm ready to grasp Uryuu's. Nevertheless, his goal suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes being replaced by the view of the school's outside wall. His head hit painfully the cream colored wall in just a fraction of a second.
"Didn't you hear him? Get the fuck off dumbass!" An orange haired male said facing the collapsed delinquent proud of himself for helping the amazing violinist who had enchanted him before. He wasn't expecting to see Ishida until school started again, however the improbable had happened and when he saw him being bullied he couldn't help himself but run and help the raven haired boy. At least, now, the violinist would get a good impression of him. Or so he thought.
Uryuu's sapphire eyes were surprisingly widened observing the redheaded male who stood right in front of him in way to protect him. He never thought that something like this would happen. He had to be dreaming. It was impossible. Yet it wasn't, and this was pure reality; and Kurosaki Ichigo was part of it. One of the stupid and disturbing delinquents that he disliked the most was, in fact, helping him to get rid of another person of his distasteful race. Life was unbelievable.
"You okay?" Ichigo asked facing Ishida once he realized that the other guy wouldn't wake up any time soon.
Recovering from his state of surprise, Uryuu pushed his glasses, one more time, up his nose and looked at the orange haired boy in annoyance, saying, "Kurosaki Ichigo, I should report you to the principal's office right now for what you did."
"Huh? What the-" Ichigo tried yet Uryuu interrupted him with his speech.
"What you did is aggression. As I suspected, you have no manners. In a week, once school starts, I'll make sure to warn the principal and let him know how dangerous you are." The bespectacled teen stated with an expression of superiority on his face which surprised Ichigo. Was this guy really that amazing violinist from before?
"I helped you, you idiot! He was the one who would attack you if I hadn't appeared to save your ass." Ichigo argued back in order to clean his image in front of the arrogant raven haired boy.
"I do not remember asking you for help. Besides, I had everything under control, your appearance was unnecessary. But as usual people like you are useless to society, and the ones like me have to bear with them." Uryuu said nonchalantly.
"You're an arrogant bastard, aren't you? You know that what you're doing is considered aggression too?" Ichigo said. He didn't mean it; he was just irritated.
"Excuse me?" Uryuu uttered surprised and confused raising an eyebrow; annoyance growing stronger inside him.
Ichigo noticed his surprise and couldn't help but smirk for seconds. Now he would play with the snobbish violinist. "Yeah… aggression. The great Ishida Uryuu is bullying someone. Now who should report who?" He brought his face closer to the other teen's to emphasize his point of view.
"I am not bullying anyone! I do not bully people!" Uryuu said in disbelief, following the orange haired teen's gesture and bringing his face closer to the delinquent's, joining this way their foreheads together.
"It's not what it looks to me. You're clearly bullying me."
"I am not! You attacked someone and I am simply warning you that I'll, eventually, report your inappropriate behavior to the principal. Where am I bullying you here?" Uryuu asked raising the tone of his voice and trembling in rage.
"I just saved your ass idiot, and instead of thanking me you started offending me."
For seconds they just stared into each others' eyes; sapphire orbs piercingly penetrating chocolate brown ones. Ichigo couldn't understand why he was teasing the raven haired male just to annoy him; and Uryuu couldn't understand why he was listening to this delinquent's words in first place. They couldn't understand why the hell they just didn't ignore each other. Honestly it would be easier and better for both of them. However, there was something that pulled them to each other; something clearly inexplicably.
Uryuu was the first pulling his head back since he was getting tired of this childish fight, but the main reason was because of the strange feelings he was receiving from the orange haired teen's eyes. He didn't like them.
"I have more interesting things to do than staying here looking at you." He pushed his glasses up on his nose and added, "I guess that I can let it pass this time, but pay attention Kurosaki, this won't happen a second time. If I ever see you attacking someone again, I will immediately report you to the principal. Now if you excuse me, I need to go. Have a good rest of a day, Kurosaki Ichigo." And without any more wait, the bespectacled teen walked away leaving Ichigo completely dumbfounded with his cold and arrogant behavior.
Images of Ishida playing his violin attacked his brain one more time while Ichigo looked at said male's back getting distant and distant. The amazing person on top of that stage who had played violin so magically, hypnotizing Ichigo and everyone else inside that old gym transforming the boring place in something fantastic and unique; and this arrogant, stingy, selfish, stupid, cold and prideful bastard were not the same person. They couldn't be the same person. It was definitely impossible. Ichigo had started to think that that Ishida Uryuu he had seen earlier today on the stage had been a mere illusion created by this scorching heat, and so he felt disappointed. Life was a bitch sometimes.
Now, and just because I didn't want to spoil you in the beginning (lol) I'll add a small side note.
The least I've written was about a character playing piano, which is way easier than writing about someone playing a violin n_n it's really hard, and I don't play violin at all, nor piano lol, (though it's one of my dreams to play both instruments :3) of course I may exaggerate or worst, I may invent something O_O I'm very sorry. I'll do my best to not let that happen ÒwÓ!
And to finish, I've decided to write this because I can so picture Uryuu playing the violin *-* it's his aura and his beauty that make me picturing him doing it and think "Woaaaa, subarashii *O*"
Anyways, hope it hadn't been too boring, and reviews are more than welcome so feel free to do it x)
Bye~bye, ⌒ヽ(*'､^*)chuu*