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It was a normal day in the lives of Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia Kuchiki.
Get up, go to school, eat lunch on the rooftop, talk in a sweet falsetto, argue over the sweet falsetto, and make up with a kiss.
Err, that last part wasn't quite normal.
Karakura High School Rooftop, 12:15
"Ichigo-kun!" called Rukia, ever-so-sweetly from behind him. Ichigo didn't turn around.
"Ichigo-kun!~" she called, louder this time. He still didn't move.
"ICHIGO." she yelled, her normal tone returning. This time, he responded.
"What do you want?" Ichigo said, obviously irritated.
"I need you to open this," she said innocently, shoving the juice box into Ichigo's chest. He rolled his eyes, muttering a few choice words under his breath as he poked the straw into the juice box.
"Here you go, you stupid midget," he grumbled.
"Ichigo-kun! Why would you call me something as mean as that?" she said, false astonishment obvious in her voice.
"Because," he said angrily, "That's what you are!" There was a chorus of gasps from the group of girls behind Rukia.
Rukia wiped a fake tear from her eye. "Oh, Ichigo, I didn't know that's how you felt about me…" she said."
Ichigo's face flushed. "That's not what I—" he sighed, "Dammit, Rukia. Why do you always have to talk like that?"
"Talk like what?" she asked, like a little girl.
"Like that!" he cried.
"Ichigo-kun, I don't know what you're talking about…"
"Stop playing dumb with me, Rukia!"
"Are you calling me stupid?" she said, anger seeping through her voice.
"What? N—"
"Ichigo-kun's calling Rukia-chan stupid!" called one of the schoolgirls.
"That's a lie!" Ichigo said defensively, "I never said that!"
"Ichigo-kun's being mean!" Rukia cried.
At that point, arguing back was a lost cause. Ichigo muttered curses towards the raven-haired shinigami under his breath.
Rukia snickered.
"Could you stop that?" Ichigo spat after a minute.
That caught her off guard. "W-What do you mean, Ichigo-kun?" It took her a moment to regain her falsetto.
"That!" he yelled. "That stupid voice of yours! You and I both know that that's not how you talk normally! And then you pretend as if you're Miss Goodie-Goodie in front of everyone else, and then I get called a jerk because of it!"
"Well maybe if you weren't so mean!" she retorted.
"Well maybe if you weren't so stupid!"
"Carrot-Top!"
"Midget!"
"Idiot!"
"Chappy-loving freak!"
Rukia didn't realize just how close Ichigo's face was to hers until she could feel his breath tickling her lips. Instinct took control, and her lips came crashing onto his.
Ichigo didn't bother to stop. They didn't know how long they were standing there tangled in each other until a member of the school girls coughed.
Both of them stopped dead in their tracks, and their faces flushed red.
"I-It's not what it looks like!" Ichigo began.
"Oh," snickered one of the school girls, "It's exactly what it looks like."
A/N: Okay. I decided that since my other drabble posted recently sucked, I should follow it up with a slightly better one. So hopefully this is the slightly better one. Lemme know, okay? I think my writing has gone downhill.
Anyway, it was inspired by a facebook page called "Getting caught in those 'Not what it looks like' moments," to which my friend responded: "Or worse.. it IS!"
ON A SLIGHTLY MORE IMPORTANT NOTE! I am looking for a beta-reader! If you're willing, please PM me for more details!
As always, reviews are much appreciated. Flames, criticism, as long as it's a review, I don't care.
Until next time (which I hope will be soon!)