Holding Back

Hey guys! I'm on an IchiRuki roll! XD Thanks to those who faved and reviewed Waiting and Coming, and those who read it in the first place~ thanks and cookies for you X3

I currently don't have much ideas for more 423 stuff, so I looked for ever-dependable prompts on Google XD

P.S.: The title is inspired by 423 actually. Why didn't they hug at the very least? T_T *shot*

P.P.S.: Writing based on prompts is harder than it looks. I hope this chapter doesn't suck v_v;;

DISCLAIMER: If I owned Bleach, I think it would undergo a shoujo metamorphosis.

XXX

Prompt 001: Museum

"Why did the school have to come up with such a boring field trip!" wailed Keigo, which resulted in Ichigo punching his lights out [it was self-defense].

When the guy recovered, he continued, "We could've gone to the beach, where the sun shines, where there are delectable desserts... food... girls..."

Ichigo rolled his eyes at his friend's antics. The winter sun wouldn't be enough to warm them. Mizuiro ignored him and kept tapping on his phone. "WHY DON'T YOU GUYS AGREE?" Keigo's voice breached fortissimo level.

"Stop it, Asano-san," was Mizuiro's flat reply.

"NOOO!"

Ichigo tuned them out and he turned to the girl sitting next to him. "What are you doing, Rukia?"

She had been busy scribbling some stuff on that ubiquitous notepad of hers. "I overhead Ochi-sensei saying we have to write a report later."

"We're not there yet. What the hell are you writing?"

"J-just some ideas of what could be there!" she said, a little defensively.

He sneaked a peek. "Well, katanas would be there... but I doubt they had names."

She looked shocked; somewhat comical actually. "Then how did they release them?"

"They didn't. They weren't shinigami."

"But surely there were shinigami then too!"

"I don't think historians can see shinigami..."

"Gigais! How about gigais?"

"How would I know? I didn't live then, geez."

"I should ask nii-sama about it then."

"Whatever he's going to tell you can't be used here."

"Are you saying nii-sama is stupid?" the tone she used became slightly dangerous.

"I just said Byakuya's history... I mean, Soul Society history is irrelevant to human history!"

"Ahem! Get your asses to the bus!"

Their discussion had disabled their hearing to the shuffling of their classmates. Ochi-sensei stood at the door of their empty classroom, arms akimbo, somewhat glaring at them. "I'm guessing you've chosen your partners?" she said, one eyebrow raised.

Not that there was a choice. Rukia gave a glare that meant, "We'll continue it later."

Ichigo returned it with a scowl, meaning, "I'm going to make you see he's useless."
Her eyebrow twitched, but she was far too 'polite' in front of others.

"Ara, Kurosaki-kun!" she practically bared her teeth and how he hated that falsetto voice! "Let's work together for that report!"

As eggs are eggs, they probably won't remember a thing about the museum, being too busy bickering about how samurai needed to know their swords' names and Byakuya's 'intelligence', among other things. Funny how the silliest things could be serious discussion matter when it came to them.