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I tapped my fingers impatiently. Dammit, why won't the bell ring already! Ugh and Mr. Sousuke wasn't making learning Geometry any better. But I've always wondered why he always looked at me the most, or he just might be looking at Gin behind me. Damn teacher's pet, and why the hell does he always a freaky deaky grin on?! His eyes always seemed closed too... It kinda looks like a fox in a way, that's plotting to strangle you to death while your sleeping. But I guess he's pretty nice and he's too damn smart for his own good.
Oh well, 3. 2. 1. RING!
Yes! Finally lunch is here! I picked up my books and slung my messenger bag over my shoulder. Rukia was already at the door waiting for me. I smiled and gave her a one-handed hug and we went to meet up outside at our grassy area beneath the GINORMOUS banzai tree. Ichigo, Orihime, and Matsumoto were already there. I guess that Ishida had chess club and Sado had a volunteer work with the school for the day.
"Hey!" I greeted eveyrone. They were all chewing so a simple wave was their response. Orihime swallowed first and said,"Hinamori-kun! There's a new boy in school today! I heard that he transferred from the Harajuku district." Harajuku district eh? Must be another punk with dark makeup and a jackass of an attitude. I pulled out an onigiri and took a bite.
"Oh, you guys are talking about Hitsugaya Toushiro. He got transferred into all my classes. He's pretty quiet and I thought he was one of those shy guys but he's actually a smarty pants and he always seems to be unhappy about something. Ah well, I'll try talking to him when I'll feel like it," Matsumoto said lazily as she sipped her bubble tea. Unhappy all the time? I felt a little bad for him, I suppose I'll try talking to him when I get a chance, but what the hell does he look like?! I mean, he sounds a little hot, but a little stoic and stuck-up.
"So, what does he look like?" Ichigo asked. Thank god, I wouldn't have to deal with the teasing and crap they'd give me if I had asked.
"He's about 5'6" and has naturally spiky white hair. He has a messenger bag with the Death Note rules on them and he's almost always alone, not counting teachers talking to him or projects," Matsumoto said. I choked on my lemonade. Naturally white hair?!
"Wait a minute," I cleared my throat."Did you say naturally spiky hair?!"
"Yea, its actually natural, and the first guy that asked got this scary as hell stare that froze him right down to his soul." She made these motions with her hands to emphasize the scariness. We all had a laugh, but then her face got all serious again and she gave us a look of "I'm not kidding."
"Whoa, he sounds scary!" Orihime squeaked as he hid behind Rukia.
"Eh, a little, but his height is almost as tall as Momo, if not an inch or two higher, which makes him perfect for you Momo!" Matsumoto clapped her hands together happily as another chance to play matchmaker as arised.
I blushed crazily, no way in hell would I get along with a punk, I mean, I'm a weirdo! I wear clothes from Aeropostale and Old Navy. I get a B-average and I'm just too nice dammit, but I cuss like crazy and I love my anime and I love gothic lolita. I can't stand posers or the ditzy annoying type, Matsumoto was the exception because she has her interesting views and she's not always ditzy, but she prefers it so I'll deal.
"Like hell I would! I mean, I'd probably follow him around and have a fetish with his awesome hair or something then I'd probably suffocate him with my anime and my obsession with the Joker." I was serious, I loved the Joker, the Mark Hamill was brilliant, but the Heath Ledger was incredible and will be unforgettable in the hearts of fans, like me!
"But he seems to like anime like you Hinamori-kun! So you guys have one thing in common, and he dresses like those punk guys you obsess over whenever we go to Harajuku, so you can talk to him about that too!" Orihime chirped in happy to add something to the conversation.
"Yea, and you guys seem to be just right for each other," Rukia finally said. What the hell!
"Uh huh, you guys say that everytime a new guy comes to our school," I said matter-of-factly. "Now can we please talk about something else? I think Ichigo is close to having convulsions." I looked over at him to see him with his hands over his ears humming along to a random song. What the hell? Did i just hear "I wanna be a star, I wanna be in movies"?! Okay, we're getting Ichigo some therapy. As if knowing Ishida sewing clothes wasn't disturbing enough, now we hear Ichigo humming along to Pussycat Dolls!?
"So Hinamori, you thinking about Hitsugaya-kun?" Orihime teased.
"No! I was thinking about Ichigo and the Pussycat Dolls!" They all looked at me funny, like they weren't used to my random outbursts by now.
"Yea, so, if you were wondering what he looked like he's right there." They all pointed to the white-haired guy that was sitting in front of us on a bench. He was wearing a black short-sleeved button up shirt with swallow tails and a red silk tie. He had on black bondage pants with chains that intertwined as they passed each other on different pant legs. His feet had black high-top converse and his black Death Note messenger bag was sitting right next to him. He had out a rather HUMONGOUS book in his lap. So he loved reading? Just like me! He's becoming more and more my type, no, no, he's just the new guy, you are not to obsess over him until you introduce yourself to each other and he knows you so you won't seem like a stalker.
"Hey Toushiro! Over here! You remember me? It's Matsumoto from all your classes!" Matsumoto's yelling disturbed my fantasi- I mean my thoughts about Hitsugaya. He looked up from his book and slung his bag over his shouldder and made his way over to us. I started panicking and fake-hyperventilating and fake fainting before he showed up and interrupted my episode.
"Yo." I looked up and I almost felt like having a major nosebleed. He was gorgeous, his eyes a hypnotic sea foam green with the light hint of icy blueness in them. His face looked as if it were carved from the gods and his hair was just too enticing. It was a bright white that shined in the sunlight and it flew with the wind and it looked as soft as a cherub's. The only thing that was wrong with the god in front of me was the scowl he held. If it were anything else he would've been perfect.
"Hey Toushiro, wanna have a seat next to Momo?" He collapsed next to me and sat cross-legged. "So Toushiro, these are my friends Kuchiki Rukia, the one with the Chappy backpack, Inoue Orihime, Kurosaki Ichigo, and Hinamori Momo."
"Lovely to meet you all." He was, polite, too polite for our own good. An awkward silcence followed. The silence was broken when Ichigo spoke up.
"So what book is that anyways Toushiro?" He tried to turn his head an impossible angle to get a better look but it was all in vain when Toushiro held out the book for us to see.
"Battle Royale? What's that about?" Orihime asked.
"It's about a class of high school kids chosen to be put in a battle to the death with only one remaining champion. The book explains all the ways a person can die with the various weapons they are randomly equipped with." His face held a smirk as he watched Orihime's face contort in a face of pure horror and pity. I started laughing.
"What's so funny Hinamori-kun?" Orihime asked a little shakily.
"The movie is hilarious Orihime! I mean this one girl gets food poisoned and then pukes up a gallon of blood!" I just couldn't stop laughing but I faltered when Toushiro joined me.
"Oh my god I remember that part! And then all the girls go crazy and then kill each other off!" He started laughing even harder as I started giggling even more. We both calmed down and wiped our eyes.
"So..." Rukia started.
"So?" Toushiro replied a little sharply.
"So why did you transfer to Karakura High in the first place? I heard that schools in Harajuku are supposed to be pretty good too."
"Oh, well, my parents got killed off my this gang that's been after me and I just couldn't stay in Harajuku anymore." He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Matsumoto and Orihime both had exaggerated tears streaming down their faces. I can relate too, my parents were killed in a plane crash coming back from a business trip. But I guess it's best not to think about it.
"Oh Toushiro! You don't have to continue if you don't want to! Bury your sorrows in my chest!" Matsumoto then proceeded to hug Toushiro tightly into her oversized bosom. Where the hell did that come from?! I started giggling a bit but I guess dying from suffocation in a girl's chest was a pretty sad death for him so I said.
"Uh, Matsumoto, there's Gin over there!" I pointed at Gin walking into the library. She abrubtly dropped Toushiro into my arms and raced over to the library yelling "Gin! Chotto Matte Kudosai!" Toushiro looked out of breath and was wheezing a bit. Ichigo looked a bit envious, I mean, which guy wouldn't be jealous of a guy who's face was just stuffed into Matsumoto's "heavenly mountains" as the guys of our school nicknamed her bosom. But they all knew her heart was Gin's, but they still fought over who owned her body. I remember last year Hisagi Shuuhei and Asano Keigo fought over who would walk Matsumoto home from school and Keigo ended up with a sprained wrist and stitches on his lower lip whilst Hisagi had mere scratches and a 2-weeks suspension. They both found out later that she had detention after school that day and can anybody say epic pwnage?!
"Um, you ok Toushiro-kun?" He got up and knocked me backwards with his elbow as he was reaching up to rub his head. I grabbed his elbow to sturdy myself but I just ended up mere millimeters away from Toushiro's face. His arms were next to my head as he trying not to fall on me. Damn bastard, fall and kiss me! So then I might be able to start a conversation with you next time we meet and then you will realize that were meant for each other and we'll become one with each other! I looked up to see that he was staring at my lips and his eyes were hidden beneath his cottony-candy hair and he licked his lips with a small sense of lust. Stupid reflexes kicked in before I pushed him off me.
"Ew, pervy Joker!" I sat up and looked at him with a small sense of fury, he was gonna take my first kiss away from before I even let him!
"What! What do you mean I'm a pervy Joker?!" He looked vicious and it was so beautiful I wanted to take back all my words then just attack him with the fangirl super strength I possess.
"You were gonna steal her first kiss!" Rukia spat, venom dripping with every word. Dammit all! Shut up and let me attack this sexy mofo!
"Oh, I...I didn't know Momo," he said softly his icy sea foam green eyes melted into a pool of guilt. He looked down at the ground and didn't say anything. I went over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my face to his chest. Oh my gawd he smelled minty! Okay stop right now, don't ruin this moment, but must make note of this better and steal his jacket to obsess over. He pulled away and looked right into my chocolatey wide eyes and leaned down. Closer. closer. I felt his breath on my right cheek and slightly puckered my lips. I opened an eye and saw him smirking at me. My face got hotter with every passing second he looked at me.
"So yea, its alright Toushiro," I said sheepishly. Then he brushed my bangs away and kissed my forehead. He winked at me then left for his 5th period class because apparently lunch was coming to an end. I couldn't move for a couple seconds before falling to the ground and squealed loudly enough to short-circuit a computer. I hugged my jacket and let out a loud scream. HOLY CRAP HITSUGAYA TOUSHIRO JUST KISSED MY FORHEAD!! I looked up to see Rukia, Orihime, and Ichigo cleaning out their ears.
"Damn Momo, who the hell let you have sugar?!" Ichigo scolded. I barely heard him because I was on cloud Nine floating up to the heavens and staying there surrounded by anime, manga, gothic lolita, pocky, cosplays, and most important, well second most important because pocky is a must, was having Toushiro next to me. For an eternity. Haha, I wish though, because next came hard hit to the head by none other than Ichigo. Note to self: fill his locker up with condoms and thongs as revenge.
"Momo! We're gonna be late for Biology!" Crap! I grabbed my own messenger bag and ran to Mrs. Unohana and on the way there, I had the best realization. Matsumoto had Bio with me and Toushiro had all his classes with her! SCORE! Me and Ichigo ran and caught our breath as we just barely made it to her class then the bell rang.
"I'm so glad you guys made it! I wouldn't have wanted to give you both late slips. Now please take your seats." I went to take my seat next to Kira and an empty seat? Where the hell did Yachiru go? Now I'll be lonely and bored today.
"Oh Momo, Yachiru transferred into Life Science because she couldn't concentrate as well so Mr. Hitsugaya will be your other seat buddy for the duration of the year." Hitsugaya took his seat next to me and gave me a heart-stopping smile. BREATHE MOMO! BREATHE OR HE'LL THINK YOU'RE A WEIRDO! Damn you Unohana, its only the middle of September! How am I supposed to pass this class with an effing angel sitting next to me?! I started dramatically pounding at my heart to make it go.
"Ok class since there's a new student today in class, I say that today you can all skip the work and just get to know each other better!" She smiled warmly and that's why she was the best teacher in our whole school, she was too nice and let us do anything we wanted to and didn't give us a lot of homework either. A loud wave of reassounding chairs and books pushed off desks were heard. I twiddled my thumbs before Kira and Toushiro both turned and said "Hey Momo."
"Uh, hey guys, so sup?" Why was I so damn nervous?! Oh yea, my newest infatuation and obsession and a guy who still really likes me are both sitting right next to me. They didnt respond, they just gave each other both death glares before I felt so uncomfortable I decided to say something random to get their attention.
"I'm wearing a black lacy thong with a matching bra!" Of course I wasn't stupid enough to say it out to the class, just loud enough for them two to hear. It worked, Kira was busy cleaning his nosebleed and that left Toushiro and me alone.
"Ummm, so sup Momo?" I could tell he was trying not to look at me. What was his problem?!
"Nothing much, just wondering why you won't look at me." I caught him off guard aha, pwned.
"Well, to be honest, if I do I'll end up like Kira." I could see his face heating up as he said this. I started giggling and had to hold onto him for support.
"You know I was only kidding right?" He looked at me and gave me a pout.
"Aw, and here I thought I might be able to see them." BASTARD! Now it was my turn to turn away and blush crazily like a sex-crazed teenager.
"Haha, pwned chu back Momo," he gave a wink and chuckled.
"Tch, whatevers, you wish you saw black lacy lingerie, I'm actually not wearing any underwear. So ha!" I smirked as he had to ask Mrs. Unohana for some tissue for his bloody nose.
"Evil!" he accused as he sad back down with his head tilted backwards with some blood-stained tissue.
"Yes I am, now lemme help you with that." I tilted his head back further and I helped him pinch his nose to stop the bleeding.
"Thanks Momo," he said gratefully as he cleaned off the excess caked blood on his hand.
"So what's with your personality? I heard you're stoic and stuck-up, but you're actually really nice and you have a sweet side. And you dress like those punks in Harajuku but you act way differently. So what's with the split personality?"
"I'm actually not like those punks at all, the only thing we have in common are the ways we dress alike, I mean, Harajuku is a fashion capital and the Gothic Lolita and Punk style clothing is really intriguing to me so I really like to dress like it. And the stoic part is only sometimes when I'm in a bad mood. The sweet part is all true though because I'm a huge romantic," he smiled smugly at me."And I guess I could say I like anime, but my main one that I know everything about would be Death Note. I have all the DVD's and manga volumes. I have everything from the merchandise to the cosplays." Wow! I wanted to smack him silly and kiss the hell outta him! Was he my dream guy or was he my dream guy!? ACK! I choked on my gum for a second before I accidently swallowed it. Damn, that was my last stick.
"Hey Toushiro, you got any gum?" He put his finger on his chin before smiling. Between his teeth was a piece of spearmint gum.
"Want it?" I couldn't tell if he was serious or was kidding but I started freaking out when he leaned in with his mouth parted slightly. OMYGAWD!! This smexy mofo was gonna french me!! I closed my eyes and expected the worst, but all I saw when I opened my eyes was a triumphant Toushiro with a stick of gum wrapped in green foil. Bastard. Note to self: pull him into me next time he tries something like this.
"Thanks," I mumbled as I unwrapped it and popped it in my mouth.
"No problem." He had this freaky deaky smirk on that scared the crap out of me. What the hell was running through this pervert's mind? Well you'll never know if you don't ask.
"What? Is there something on my face?" I touched my cheeks then my nose then my forehead then my lips. He leaned forward and brushed my bangs away from my face.
"Your face looks too pretty for things to cover it," he said simply. What the hell?! I started to pull my arms to my body and shudder a bit. I never did take compliments like those well anymore. Then the bell rang. I grabbed my messenger bag and pushed my chair in. I saw Toushiro waiting at the door for me, and man did he have some 'splainin to do.
"Toushiro," I started, I wanted to know if he liked me or he was just teasing me to get a reaction out of me."What's with all the comments and compliments you give me? I mean, I can't ever tall if you're hitting on me or you just want to see a reaction outta me." He was silent for a bit before replying,"A little of both. I'll see you later Momo!" He kissed my cheek then raced off towards the front gates. BASTARD! I started shuddering and pulled my hands over my body to cover myself up a bit, my standard reaction when a guy compliments me or does something sweet for me.
So I guess I'll be seeing a lot of the white-haired punk that ish Toushiro.
I walked down the english halls before I was pushed into an empty closet. What the hell!?
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-Armanifan