Ichigo's Dislikes
1)Renji
As I headed up the stairs I heard laughing coming from my room. It was obviously Rukia's, but it was so loud and obnoxious, I was suprised. Then I realized she was in there alone and became extremely confused, my brow creasing.
I opened the door to find Renji sitting on my bed, smiling down at Rukia as she continued to laugh histerically. Neither noticed my entrance, and as I continued watching them I noticed the way Renji was looking at her, like he...Renji likes Rukia!
"What's going on?" I interupted rudely, glaring at Renji.
2)Kon
I woke up suddenly after hearing the scream. I sat up quickly, my brow furrowing with worry. It was Rukia. She had screamed bloody murder, but where was she-?
The bathroom door slammed open, revealing Rukia, wrapped in a towel, and holding Kon by the neck. She threw him across the room angrily, her glare deepening. "If I EVER catch you peeking at me again, I swear I'll kill you!" she screamed.
Kon was on the floor, craddeling his wounded arm. "Then I better not get caught next time...," he muttered. I glared down at the little pervert but stayed put, letting Rukia take care of him.
3)Being called strawberry
The bell for lunch rang and everyone headed out the door. I stood and walked over to Rukia's desk, waiting for her like I usually did. Keigo and Chizuru were standing at the door, waiting for me. I heard Keigo sigh. He hadn't been too accepting of my relationship with Rukia, saying something about "Bros before hoes".
"Come on, Rukia, could you be any slower," I complained, earning a cold glare from her.
"If I'm so slow, then don't wait for me. You can go if you want," she responded, although I knew she didn't mean it. She had told me awhile ago that she appriciated me waiting for her and I could tell she was lying. Probably testing me, seeing if I would actually do something so "horrible". She did this often.
"Whatever," I said, looking away and sighing. She walked past me, elbowing me lightly, and headed for the door. I sighed again and followed her.
When we got to the roof she acted peppy and happy like she always did in front of our classmates. I was releived, thinking she had forgotten about my comment, and was willing to just get over it. Then, she did it.
"Ichigo, what's wrong?" she asked in her school girl voice. "You're so spacey today, you didn't even notice Tatsuki-chan ask you her question. You stupid strawberry." She laughed and was quickly joined by everyone else. I glared down at her and she smirked back at me, obviously not over our little spat.
4)People pointing out his hair
Rukia and I were walking home from school and she decided she wanted to take the long way, through the park. I was exhausted from the extreme number of hollow attacks that had been taking place during the night, but held back my sigh and agreed. She noticed, grabbed my hand, and smiled. "Thanks," she responded.
Right before we were about to enter my neighborhood, a little kid walking next to his mother pointed at me and stated "Look at that boy's hair, Mommy! It's so bright!" I glared at him, hearing Rukia laugh, and his mother scolding him. "Shhh! Sweety, don't point, that's rude!" she exclaimed. I sighed loudly, walking faster and pulling Rukia with me.
5)Rukia's drawings
It was a week from my birthday and Rukia continued to whine about not knowing what to get me. I just told her to forget about it, that I didn't need a present, but she insisted she wouldn't be a very good girlfriend if she was too cheap to by me a gift. Although we both knew she didn't have any money, and if she did buy me something she'd have to "barrow" some money from me.
While brain storming, Rukia suddenly exclaimed "I'll make your gift! It'll be so much more personal!" she smiled widely, proud of herself for coming up the idea. I just smiled and rolled my eyes.
"Sure, whatever," I said, turning back to my homework.
Before I knew what she was doing, she ran from the room after yelling "I'll be back later!" I didn't think much of it and just continued to do my homework.
About an hour later Rukia returned with a wrapped item that looked like a book. I cocked my eyebrow, turning my chair to face her.
"This is your gift, but I can't wait until next week to give it to you, so here!" she stated, tossing me the gift.
Definately not a book. Too light.
I shrugged and looked back up at her. "Thanks, but you didn't have to-" I started as she interupted me.
"Yeah, yeah, just open it!" she shouted, her smile widening.
I rolled my eyes, still maintaining my smile. I opened it and saw the back of a picture frame. I turned it around, seeing a picture of Chappy's oversized head with Rukia's sloppy signature at the bottom left corner. I grimaced. This earned a dirty look. Oh, how I hated her stupid little drawings...
6)Ishida
I was stomping through the halls before school, looking for Rukia. She had left with out me again, with no explanation. This always pissed me off because it meant that she was mad at me. And this time I didn't even know what she was mad about. I was ready to find her and demand an explanation. Then I saw him.
"Hey, Ishida! Have you seen Rukia?" I asked, my scowl giving away my frustration.
"Uh, she's with Orihime in the commons. Why? Is something wrong?" he asked, looking at me concerned.
I looked away, still glaring, and shook my head. "No, she's just mad at me and won't talk to me. It really pisses me off."
"Hmm...well, before you go screaming at her, you might want to think of something you might have said to upset her. Don't just assume she has no good reason," he answered.
I sighed loudly, knowing he was right. "Yeah, yeah," I said before storming away. Sometimes I hated Ishida.
7)Orihime
Rukia and I were talking to Tatsuki before class when I noticed that Orihime was absent.
"Hey, Tatsuki, where's Orihime?" I asked.
"She's around her somewhere. She said she had something important to do this morning, but she had to build up the courage to do it. I have no idea what she was talking about, though," she answered, looking over my shoulder as she finished. "Oh, hey Orihime, we were just talking about you. Where have you been?"
I turned and noticed right away that something was wrong. She looked pale and nervous, like she was going to puke or something. "I've just been around...Hey, Kurosaki-kun, can I talk to you alone for a second?...Please...," said, looking down at her feet.
I felt my brow furrow, then nodded. I followed her into the back corner of the classroom, feeling Rukia's watchful eye on us the whole time. "What's going on, Orihime? Are you alright?"
She nodded, looking up at me and smiling weakly. "Y-yes. I'm fine...I just...need to tell you something really important...," she responded, looking away again.
This only worried me more, and I leaned closer to her as she began to speak faster and quieter. "I know this is a bad time, I mean you and Rukia just started dating and everything, but I just need to get it off my chest. I really, really like you, Ichigo. I have for as long as I can remember, and Rukia's my friend, and I don't want to hurt her, or you, but I just...really want you to consider it. I just need you to. Please!" she finished, looking into my suprised face with pleading eyes.
I could feel my face turn red and I pulled away from her quit noticably. "Uh...Orihime, I...I'm sorry, but I just don't like you like that. And I don't plan on breaking up with Rukia. I just...I'm sorry. I can't even consider it," I said, trying to be as sensitive as I could.
She began to cry and hugged onto me tightly. I tried not to pull away, but felt too uncomfertable. She only pulled closer and cryed louder.
I heard Rukia growl loudly, and then expected her to storm over to us, but when I looked back at her Tatsuki was holding her back, trying to sooth her.
God, I hated Orihime for making me feel so guilty about something I couldn't help. I grimaced and just stood there until she stopped crying.
8)Ciggarette smoke
When I was young my dad smoked constantly. I remember everytime we'd go to the park or go to the back yard to play on the swingset, the first thing he'd do was light up a ciggarette. This frustrated my mom to the point that she refused to talk to him whenever he was smoking. She'd say "Put that stupid thing out and then we can talk."
Eventually Mom convinced Dad to quit, but everytime I smell smoke from a ciggarette I think of my parents bickering.
9)Math
I was sitting at my desk at 11:30 PM, glaring down at the piece of paper in front of me. All of my other homework had been done for an hour now, and I was only on the third problem of my algebra homework. I rested my head in my hand, grabbing a handfull of hair angrily. Why don't I get this?!
I slammed my fist against the desk's surface, sighed, and then layed my head on the desk, ready to give up. Then I heard the door open, thinking it was my dad, working late again. I didn't bother turning around before apologizing. "Sorry...I'll keep it down...," I said, expecting the door to slam shut in frustration like it usually did when I interupted my dad's work. Instead I heard her tired voice.
"Ichigo?...What are you doing up?" Rukia asked, and when I turned to look at her I saw her rub her eyes sleepily.
I held back a sigh, smiling at her. "Just finishing some homework, sorry for waking you."
She shook her head, giving me a confused look. She walked over to me and look down at the paper. "Do you need any help?"
"Uh, no, thanks. Just go back to sleep-" she cut me off.
"Ichigo, this is all wrong...you forgot to divide here," she started, pointing to the problem, "and that's the wrong formula for this kind of problem."
I groaned loudly. "Just...forget it. I'm going to bed!" I shouted angrily, slamming my book closed.
"No, no. Open your book and calm down. I know your tired, but you can get it. I'll help. Okay?" she said, smiling at me.
I frowned, feeling guilty for yelling and nodded, opening my book. "Okay...sorry."
She laughed. "It's fine, Ichigo," she answered, leaning over and kissing me. She pulled herself into my lap and she spent the next hour teaching me algebra. Math wasn't so bad, I guess.
10)Being poked
It was a Saturday afternoon and there were hadn't been any hollow attacks all day, so Rukia and I decided to watch some T.V. and relax. We went into the living room, she sat on the couch, and I layed down, pulling a pillow over her lap and resting my head on it. I stared at the television, watching a commercial without hearing it. She ran her hand through my hair and I absentmindedly grabbed her unoccupied hand. Before I knew it I was alseep.
The next thing I remember is someone jambing there finger at my side. I pulled away from it and mummbled something incoherent. They did it again, harder. I laughed and pulled away again, in the opposite direction, falling off the couch and fully waking suddenly. I gazed upwords, wide eyed. Rukia's smiling face was staring back at me. She laughed and knelt down next to me. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you fall," she said, poking my side again. I laughed before pushing her hand away and glaring up at her.
"Knock it off!" I demanded, my scowl deepening.
"I didn't know you were tickleish!" she said, her smile now a full grin.
Great. Rukia now had another way to bother me. I grimaced at the thought and Rukia laughed again.
11)Chappy
Rukia's birthday was of course a big deal to her and she wanted one thing for this occasion, and only one: Chappy. In fact, she said "Chappy. Anything with Chappy on it will work. As long as I see Chappy, your gift will be a sucess!"
This was good in some ways, bad in others. It definatly made buying her a present easier. She had narrowed it down to something I thought would be easy enough to find. The bad part: I hated Chappy.
When I went to buy her gift, I was pretty optomistic. Chappy-good. Anything else-not acceptable. I entered the nearest clothing store expecting to see some type of childrens shirt with Chappy on it. When I didn't, I began to worry. I went up to the check out line and asked the cashier where the Chappy crap was at.
"Um...I'm sorry, Sir, the what?" she responded.
"Chappy. Chappy the rabbit. Where's that stuff?" I asked, frustrated.
"I'm sorry, but we don't carry...Chappy merchendise. You'll have to look else where. I apologize for the inconvienence, Sir," she responded, meaning her apology.
I sighed and nodded. "Thanks," I said absently and walked out. That's when I realized that I never knew where Rukia got all her Chappy crap. This was going to be harder than I thought...
Rukia's birthday rolled around and she seemed pretty agitated that I never came home and told her to leave so I could wrap a present. I told her to calm down and just come downstairs to celebrate with my family. She agreed and when we entered the kitchen, Yuzu and Karin shouted "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RUKIA!" in unision. Yuzu held out a cake that said the same, only in the center was a frosted picture of Chappy, winking back at us. There were also little flying rabbits identical to Chappy around the edges.
When Rukia saw it she lit up, causing me to smile as well. She looked up at me and I said "Happy Birthday, Midget."
"Thank you so much, Ichigo!"
"I know a cake's not much, but that's what you get for givng me that picture of Chappy for my birthday," I responded, smile widening.
She laughed and hugged me tightly. "No, I love it!"
12)Lemonaide
It was a hot summer day, and I was sitting in the kitchen, the only room of the house that had an air conditioner. I pushed some hair out of my face and wiped the sweat off my forehead. Rukia, Yuzu, and Karin were sitting with me at the table, lost in pointless chatter.
I wasn't listening, but soon noticed Yuzu stand enthusiastically, pushing her chair away from the table. I ignored it and shortly after she put a glass of something in front of all of us. I grabbed the cup, thanked her, and took a swig. As soon as the sour beverage touched my tounge, I spit it back out on the table. "Ew! Yuzu! Why'd you give me this, you know I hate it!" I shouted, grabbing a towel, and wiping it up. She laughed and apologized for forgetting. I just dumped it out and got some water.
13)Preppy people
I was late to school. Again.
As I hurried to my class room, I ran into a group of girls that I quickly recognized as the "preppy" ones. They were standing in the hallway talking about someone. I heard mostly insults. I grimaced, turned around, and decided I'd take the longer way to my class. I was already late, it's not like it mattered.
14)Most loud people
My second period class consisted of a long lecture, and since I was almost failing this class I thought I'd pay extra attention during this one.
At first, there was no problem. I sat, listened, scribbled some notes down (and I was the only one taking notes, I noticed), and then listened some more. No problem at all.
That is until a few girls behind me decided to talk. They didn't even pretend to whisper, either. Every other second one of the three girls would burst into laughter, earning a disappointed look from our teacher, who was too timid to tell them to be quiet.
This pissed me off. I managed to keep my cool for awhile, but then they got even louder, and I couldn't help myself.
I turned around suddenly, yelling "Would you shut up already?! I'm trying to pay attention!" loudly. Every one turned to stare at me as I turned around and glared at the teacher, ready for her to continue.
15)Long Movies
There wasn't much to do in Karakura Town. There were a few restaurants, some stores, but people usually went to movie theaters for their entertainment. And every time Rukia wanted to go on a date, that's where she asked to go to. I didn't mind, even though it was pretty expensive. It was worth it.
But there's one thing I can't stand, and that's trying to pay attention to a story that somehow manages to last for more than two hours. And of course, Rukia wanted to see a movie titled Silvia: The Story of my Life. I didn't think much of the title until we were sitting in the theater. Two and a half hours into the movie. Still sitting in the theater.
And of course, Silvia was only in her teen years at this point. I was promised another hour or so and I was losing it. Rukia was too into the movie to even notice me storm out. I went into the lobby and sat, happy for a new environment. I sat there for an hour and 45 minutes before Rukia came out of the theater, face red, I assumed from crying. She walked up to me with a confused look on her face.
"Where were you, Ichigo? You missed the ending."
"No where, let's just go home," I said, grumpily, heading towards the door.
16)Waking up before nine
Saturdays were my only time that I got to sleep in. And that was only if a hollow didn't decide to attack the area. Monday through Friday was school, and my dad insisited the whole family wake up at seven on Sundays and spend some "quality time together". I depended on Saturdays to help me gain some of the sleep I lost fighting hollows at night. And I hated waking up before nine if I didn't have to.
So, when Rukia was bored and decided to wake me at six thirty, you can imagine how pissed I was.
I felt small hands on my shoulders, shaking me, and heard a small voice say "Ichigo...wake up, Ichigo! You have to wake up!"
I sat up quickly as soon as I was awake enough to know that it was Rukia. "What?! Is there a hollow?" I asked urgently.
"What? No. I'm bored," she said, whining slightly. I looked over at my alarm clock, saw the time, and glared at her. I angrily shoved her off my bed, turned over, covered back up, and went back to sleep after hearing her say "Ichigooooo!"
17)Rukia whining over the last juice box or twinkie
Rukia and I had just gotten home from school and I was starving. I had to skip lunch to go fight another stupid hollow. Rukia went upstairs right away, taking my bag for me while I went straight to the fridge. When I opened it I noticed we were running low on...well, pretty much everything. There was half a pack of lunch meat, a small fraction of a half gallon of milk, two eggs, a bottle of ketchup, three sticks of butter, a twinkie, and a juice box.
Knowing I'd regret it later, I took the twinkie and ate it quickly, glancing at the stairs before hand. I threw the wrapper away and decided to add more to my worries: I took the juice box and finished it just as Rukia was coming down the stairs. I threw the empty box away, but not soon enough. She saw, gave me a skeptical look, and joined me next to the fridge. She opened the door and saw that there wasn't a juice box for her.
"Ichigo! I can't believe you just took the last juice box!" she whined, glancing at the trash can. "And the last twinkie! Ugh, I hate you."
I sighed knowing she'd continue until she got her way. "Let's go to the store," I said.
18)The fact that he's clumsy
My dad was being his usual self. Making perverted jokes about me and Rukia, again. I decided to ignore it and just go to my room, stomping up the stairs. Right as I got to the top of the stairs, I spun on my heels, ready to bark a reply when I slipped. I had stepped on my loose shoe string and pulled my captured foot up too fast, pulling myself towards the stairs. I rolled down every single step, hitting my head several times before finally hitting the bottom.
I layed at the bottom of the stairs on my face, slowly turning my head to the side. I slightly opened my eyes and groaned. Rukia ran to my side and knelt down next to me.
"Are you okay, Ichigo!?" she screamed, worry written all over her face.
I smiled, sitting up, and nodded. "Yeah, thanks."
My dad was laughing loudly. I rolled my eyes and rubbed my head, finding several bruises and flinching everytime I touched them. God, why am I so clumsy?
19)Doing one thing at a time or nonmulti-tasking
After I returned home from school I went to my room and did all my homework. There was plenty to do; Algebra, Language Arsts, Chemistry, a World History project, and English. Suprisingly, I managed to get it all done by seven thirty while eating my dinner, studying for a Chemistry test with Rukia, and listening to Rukia talk about her day. When all was done I remembered that I still had to read ten pages of the novel we were reading in Language Arts.
I took out my book and began to read, then noticed that it was silent in my room. I stopped, looked over at Rukia, and saw her reading a manga. I looked around, trying to think of something else I could do while reading, anything.
Rukia noticed me and furrowed her brow. "What is it, Ichigo? Did you forget something else?"
I shook my head slowly. "No...I just...I need to find something else to do while reading...," I said, only confusing her more.
"Why?" she inquired.
"Because,...I don't know, I just do. What's the point of only doing one thing when I could easily be doing something else too?" I asked, defensively.
She laughed. "Okay, Ichigo, whatever you say...," she answered before turning back to her book.
I groaned.
20)Jello
My dad insisted that I wait to do my homework until after dinner, so I could join everyone else at the dinner table. I sighed at the inconvienence and obeidiantly sat down.
I'm not sure why he wanted me there, I didn't say a word unless someone asked me a question. And even when they did, my answer was short and vague.
After everyone was done eating, I stood, only to get a dirty look from my dad. "Sit down, we're not done," he said. I sat, looking at him with confusion.
"Oh...kay...," I said, looking down at the table clothe infront of me. Dad must have noticed how confused I was, because he said "Yuzu made dessert."
I nodded, waiting for her to bring it already. I wasn't really hungry, but I was willing to shovel down whatever it was just so I could escape to my room.
"I don't know if this is any good or not," Yuzu started, sitting plates of something red and jiggly infront of everyone. "I saw it at the store, read the instructions, and decided it sounded easy enough. It's an American dessert, they call it Jello."
Everyone tried it while I watched. I wasn't one for trying something new, but when I saw that everyone seemed pleased I took a bite myself.
I managed to swallow the small bite I had, although I knew I was making a discusted face. My dad looked at me, confused.
"What is it, Ichigo?" he asked.
I shook my head, not wanting to hurt Yuzu's feelings.
Rukia piped in. "You don't like it!?" she asked, suprised. Yuzu looked at me, just as suprised as Rukia.
"It's...fine," I lied.
Yuzu laughed. "It's okay if you don't like it, Ichi. It's instant, I didn't make make it."
I nodded. "Yeah, I hate it."
21)Waiting for anything
I had to do a report for History class which required information from the internet, so Dad let me use his lap top he had for work.
He got online for me and took me to a website called Google. He explained that all I had to do was type in what I was looking for and press enter. I nodded, listening intently.
He stepped away, and I started. I typed in The cold war and pressed enter. It look awhile before it sent me a long list of links that had to do with the cold war. Too long.
I clicked on one and waited again. I sighed loudly. The website didn't have enough information, so I pressed the back button and instantly screamed "Hurry up already!"
My dad turned around and laughed at my lack of patience, although I didn't find it amusing at all.
22)Having to kneel down just to talk, or kiss, Rukia
"Ichigo, you're too tall. I hate it," Rukia said, glaring up at me. I had just woken up and was standing beside my bed.
I laughed. "Well," I started, leaning over quit a bit to be eye level with her. "you're too short," I stated, smile widening, leaning over, and kissing her. This earned a punch in the gut.
23)Throwing up
I woke up feeling dizzy and soon noticed that I had a migrane. I felt like crap and didn't even care about school. I went downstairs to find my dad eating breakfast in the kitchen.
He smiled up at me, but just as quickly it faded, leaving a worried expression on his face. "Hey, Ichigo, are you alright? You don't look so good," he commented with a serious tone. One of the only times I saw Dad so serious was when one of us were sick. The only other time was when he had a patient.
I shook my head, noticing Rukia glance at me, also worried. My dad motioned for me to go to him, and I did.
He felt my forehead, noting that I had a fever, and started applying pressure to my stomach, asking me where it hurt. At one point I flinched away and he stopped. He told me to wait in the kitchen while he got me some medicine for what was probably a cold or a stomach flu.
Rukia walked over to me and hugged me lightly. I barly noticed, too distracted by how bad my head hurt and then suddenly I pulled away from her. I quickly walked to the trash can and hurled. Raising my head, I wiped my mouth and noticed that Rukia was at my side again, joined by my father a second later. Dad lightly patted my shoulder before I leaned over and puked again. I could handle the headache, but God, I hated throwing up.
24)Rukia teasing him about liking Shakespeare
I was laying on my bed, propped up on my elbows, reading Hamlet for the fifth time. My copy was torn and ragid.
Rukia walked in and peered over my shoulder. "What are you reading?"
"Hamlet...," I responded, trying to ignore her. I stared intently at the words, my brow furrowing in concentration. It was too hard trying to ingore her and read at the same time.
"Oh, I get it, one of those Shakespeare books, huh?" she asked, with a smile in her voice.
I nodded, trying to ignore the fact that she was making fun of me.
"'Romeo, oh Romeo, where for art thou, Romeo?'" she quoted, laughing loudly.
I tore my gaze away from the book and glared up at her. "Shut up!"
25)Rukia's rants
On our way back from defeating a hollow, Rukia was extremely quiet. This worried me, so I asked her what was wrong.
"Nothing," she said, glaring at nothing in particular.
"I don't believe you," I answered. She directed her glare towards me and then began to explain that she was in a fight with Renji.
"And the jack ass never even apologized! Can you believe it!? I mean, he said some pretty hurtful things, does he expect me just to pretend like he didn't?! I can't even comprehend why he would say those things in the first place! Most of them aren't even true!" she said, going on and on and on. I regreted asking right away.
26)The feel of silly putty
Rukia and I were in a convienent store when something caught her eye. She picked up a plastic object shaped like an egg. I was equally interested and listened as she read the label. "Silly Putty: Better than Play Dough!" she read, looking up at me. "Buy this. I want to know what it is."
Usually I'd get pretty annoyed that if she just demanded I buy something, but I was too curious and saw that it was only fifty cents. So I agreed and baught it.
We left the store and she immediantly tore off the plastic wrapping label and open the egg. Inside there was some shiney pink stuff that looked like ABC gum. She picked it up and began to stretch it out, laughing with entertainment. I held my hand out to her. "Lemme see it."
She laid it in my hand, and when I enclosed my fingers around it, it slipped through, spreading all over. "EWWWW!" I yelled, trying to throw the crap, but it was stuck to my hand! "Rukia, get it off!!" I screamed, causing her to laugh as she peeled it off my hand.
I noted: Silly Putty: Never again.
27)Headaches, which he has a lot from being with Rukia
I entered my room after taking a shower, my towel resting on my shoulders. I was exhausted and looked forword to going to sleep. I plopped down on the bed and pulled the towel out from under me. I layed it over my eyes, closing them, and layed there in silence.
Not for long, of course.
Rukia burst through my door, bringing in an erry presence. Great. I thought. What did I do now?
"Ichigo! You moron! You forgot to stop by the store and get me my shampoo I asked you to get! Now I have nothing to wash my hair with! Nice going you idiot!" she shouted.
"Rukia-" I began, but was quickly cut off.
"Don't try and get out of this! I told you this morning that I needed shampoo! You even asked me what kind to buy! But did you remember? Of course not!"
"Rukia!-"
"Your so worthless sometimes! I asked you to do a little task and you can't even do that!"
"SHUT UP! YOUR GIVING ME A HEADACHE!!" I shouted, getting smacked in the head.
28)Cottage cheese, the taste or the way it feels in his mouth
I remember, one time when I was younger, probably four or five, I was in the kitchen eating lunch with my mom and she had this weird, lumpy white stuff on her plate. I asked her what it was, and she told me "It's cottage cheese. Wanna try some?"
I nodded, opening my mouth as she shoveled some in. As soon as I tasted it I spit it out on the floor, expecting to be scolded at.
Instead she laughed and wiped it up with her napkin.
29)Leftovers
I came downstairs, taking a break from my homework, and got a bottle of water out of the fridge. I turned to Yuzu and asked what was for dinner.
"Leftovers," she stated with an apologetic look on her face.
I grimaced. Great.
30)Having to hold Rukia up while in the back of a crowd
Rukia and I were heading toward our first period class, already late. We were walking so quickly we didn't even stop in time before we ran into the group of people crowded around. We backed up and I saw two kids I didn't recognize pathetically attempting to fight each other. The whole bunch of people were shouting "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!", but Rukia had no idea what was going on. She grabbed my arm and yanked on it until I glanced over at her.
"What Rukia?" I asked.
"Pick me up, I can't see what's going on!" she said, eagerly.
"What? No!"
"Yes!" she whined.
I sighed and knelt down. She climbed onto my back with some trouble, grabbing me around the neck. I stood, getting a few confused looks, but ignoring them. I grabbed Rukia's legs and carefully pulled her closer. She leaned her head against mine and watched the remainder of the "fight".
After I sat her down, she turned towards me and got on her tippy toes. "Thanks," she said before kissing me.
I held back a smile and nodded. "No problem."
31)Rukia crying to get her way
"No Rukia," I said angrily.
She frowned in return. "Come on, Ichigo. I'm so bored!" she whined.
"No. There's no way. So just get over it!" I responded, probably a little harsher than I should have.
Her frown deepened and she looked away. Suddenly she was crying, "I'm just bored and have nothing to do!" she said through her sobs. "I didn't mean to make you mad!"
I sighed and closed the book I had been reading before she interupted me. "Fine," I curtly replied. "You can paint may fingernails. But this dies with us!" I said sternly.
All of a sudden she wasn't crying anymore, but grinning up at me. "Of course!" she exclaimed. "Thanks!"
I groaned as she left to get the crap from Yuzu's room. She tricked me. Again.
32)Anyone crying
I was sitting on the couch, attempting to watch the weather, when I heard Yuzu scream. I turned to see her holding her arm close, tears spilling from her eyes. I stood and went to her quickly. "Are you okay, Yuzu?!" I questioned, not trying to hide my worry.
She shook her head, holding out her arm to reveal a little red sore. "I burnt myself on the stove!" she exclaimed, obviously over exaggerating.
I sighed, lightly hugging her to make her stop.
33)Clingy people, though he would cling to Rukia sometimes
It was around the time of Mom's death again, and every year Yuzu seemed to get more and more depressed. We had already returned from her grave and everyone sat in the livingroom silently. We did this every year, not out of tradition, but out of habit.
And of course, this year Rukia was with us. Which made it a little easier for me.
I was on the couch next to Rukia, staring off, thinking about Mom. She was looking up at me, knowing what I was thinking, and she grabbed my hand. I lightly squeezed her hand, but didn't acknowledge her watchful eye.
Out of no where Yuzu began to cry loudly, saying "I want Mommy back! I miss Mommy!" Dad tried to comfert her, but she pulled away. She walked over to me and Rukia and stood there until I awoke from my trance. I frowned up at her and she just looked at me, tears still streaming down her face. She finally leaned over and hugged onto me tightly, too tightly. I hugged her back, allowing her to crawl onto my lap like a child.
Yuzu stayed in my lap, crying, and clinging to me until she fell asleep. I didn't really care, but only because of the circumstances. I carried her upstairs and put her to bed, followed by a concerned Rukia. Afterwords I went to my room, explaining that I was tired and wanted to go to bed too. Rukia followed me there also, I thought just to say good night.
We entered my room and I walked half way to my bed before I stopped. I just looked down at the floor, unmoving.
Quietly, Rukia walked to me. She stepped infront of me and grabbed both my hands. "Ichigo?..."
Unable to help it, I had started silently crying, and when I looked up at her, she frowned back at me. She dropped my hands and hugged onto me. I hugged her back tightly. Probably too tightly.
Eventually I layed down on my bed, head on Rukia's lap, hugging onto her waist, and holding onto a fist full of the back of her dress. She stayed there all night, even after I had fallen asleep.
34)People stopping mid-sentence
"Ichigo, what do you think abou-" Rukia started, cutting herself off in thought.
"...What Rukia?" I asked impatiently.
"Uh...Nevermind," she stated, smiling and walking out of the room.
"Hey! Rukia!" I exclaimed, following her.
35)Byakuya
All week Rukia's been telling me she has a suprise for me. She wouldn't give me a single clue, and she wouldn't even tell me whether it was good or not. I was starting to worry, when Friday afternoon she announced that my suprise would be here soon.
I nodded, hiding my curiosity. She noticed anyway and smiled. "Don't worry too much, I'm sure it's not as bad as your thinking," she said jokingly, although I wasn't sure if she was joking or not.
She sat down on the bed next to me, resting her hand on my leg. I smiled, a little less worried. She seems to be in a pretty good mood, so I'm sure it can't be that bad, I thought. She leaned up and kissed me, and with his perfect timing, Byakuya entered my door, catching us mid-kiss. I pulled away and looked up at him. He glared back at me.
"So, Rukia, this is where you've been living. I must say, it's...different," he stated, dissaprovingly.
I grimaced, not ready for the days, possibly weeks I had to spend with him.
Rukia returned her gaze to me, smiling weakly. "Suprise," she muttered quietly.
36)People suggesting he dye his hair
I was eating lunch with the normal group, which had merged together since Rukia and I began dating. The only differnce was that there was a new kid and apparently Keigo had insisted he sit with us.
Everyone was talking to the new kid, asking him regular new-kid questions. Where'd you used to go to school? Why'd you move? What do you have next hour? Yada yada. Crap I wasn't interested in.
Then, suddenly New Kid was talking to me. Of course I wasn't listening and needed him to repeat his question. "I said, Why's your hair Orange? Any reason you dyed it that color?"
I sighed. Regular Ichigo question, which was usually accompanied by Why do you glare so much? and Just how many asses have you kicked? Of course the last one depended on if the person knew about my old reputation.
"I didn't dye it, it's my natural color," I responded angrily.
"Oh...," New Kid started. "Well, why don't you dye it? I'm sure you get enough trouble for it."
"Why should I? Why should I have to change how I look just so people will leave me alone?" I asked through my teeth.
New Kid backed down, just like I expected him to. "Okay, sorry..."
I deepened my glare and finished lunch in angry silence.
37)Peoople tugging on the extra length of his belt
"I don't understand why you're mad, Ichigo? It was just a suggestion. I was only trying to help!" Rukia screamed, causing other students in the hallway to look at us.
"I didn't ask for your help! Just drop it!" I retorted, turning to walk away.
Before I could go three steps Rukia had grabbed onto the extra length of my belt, holding me still. "Don't you dare walk away from me! I am not done!" she yelled, even more pissed off.
Dammit belt. I almost got away!
38)Cleaning up after Rukia
I had been gone fighting a hollow longer than usual and all I wanted was to finish my homework and go to sleep. As I entered my room, I stood there, shocked. Rukia had managed to literally destroy my room in a mere half an hour. There were several snack wrappers everywhere, paper and markers spread all over the floor, some drawn on, some not, my comferter crumpled on the floor. Rukia was on the bed, reading one of the twenty manga she had out.
I glared down at her, gaining a confused look from her. "...What?"
"Clean this shit up, now!" I screamed!
Slowly a glare crossed her features. "No! Screw off!"
I sighed loudly and began picking up her trash, muttering "Stupid brat!". She threw one of her manga at me before standing and exiting the room.
Great. This'll take forever.
39)Kon using his body to do perverted things or "Ruin" his image
I entered my room through the window, looking for Kon. He was supposed to be doing my homework, making himself usefull. "Kon, where are you?" I asked to myself.
Rukia had accompanied me, and now entered through the door, still in her gigai. "Hey, is Kon downstairs?" I asked.
She shook her head. "No. Why?"
The bathroom door suddenly opened, Kon looking at us, suprised.
I looked back at him skeptically. "Kon...what were you doing in there?"
"I...didn't know you guys were back...," he answered with a nervous laugh.
"KON!" I screamed.
"Ew, Kon, your nasty," Rukia noted with a discusted look on her face.
40)Rukia using his tooth brush
I woke up to my alarm after apparently hitting the snooze button three times. I sat up in bed and yawned. A second later I sat still, noticing that the sink in my bathroom was on.
I stood, walked across the room, and opened the door. Rukia was standing there with foamy toothpaste surrounding her mouth, looking up at me like a deer in headlights. "G'mourmin Isitho" she muttered through the thick paste.
I noticed right away that she was using my toothbrush. "Rukia!" I screamed, frustrated.
"It's not my fault! I lost mine!"