Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine unfortunately.
So this is my first time writing a fan fiction and sumitting it to this site. Please help me improve by reviewing. Thanks!
Chapter 1: Guilt
"Rukia! Get off of my bed, MY BED, at once!" yelled an annoyed, scowling Ichigo. It was really late at night, and the orange-hair teen is desperate for some sleep. Half ripping the tiny girl off the bed cover, he has had enough of her. All those nights with almost no sleep killing off Hollows. Oh god. He was worn out.
"Hmph…wha–?" responded a drowsy Rukia. Wiping her eyes with the back of her hands, she looked ALMOST too cute to be bellowed at. But our fellow Ichigo doesn't fall for those innocent puppy eyes. They indicated a trap to him. He demanded for her to get off the bed immediately.
"Why are you sleeping on my bed anyways? If a person were to come in, they would see you", Ichigo said, tone mildly softened. Still drowsy, Rukia sat sup straight, or at least, attempted to. After a few moments of silence, the girl liftedher face and glared at Ichigo.
"ICHIGO! YOU B-A-K-A!" she screamed once she had woken up completely. Frustrated, she pointed at the closet, then at her self. "You—," she then pointed at the confused Ichigo, "do you have any idea how stuffy and scary it is inside that little closet of yours? YOU TRY SLEEPING IN THERE! And you got so mad just because I slept in you bed for a little while? Such disgraceful human!"
Needless to say, Rukia-san was certainly not in a good mood to have been woken up.
And Ichigo was quite speechless as he watches the dark hair girl grab her "Chappy the Rabbit" Chibi-doll and stormed into the closet, slamming the door harshly as if it resembled Ichigo. Never has he thought of the closet as being uncomfortable. His scowl slightly deepened, he closed the lights and knocked on the closet door."Good night Rukia." "Night…" she said coldly.
After that, Ichigo laid himself on his bed. And I thought she looked pretty cute when she first woke up, he thought to himself, but guess not. With that still in mind, the exhausted shinigami fell asleep. That night, he dreamt of Chappy the Rabbit with big, violet eyes. They were eyes that looked like Rukia's.
On the other hand, Rukia was sleepless. She looked up at the ceiling of the closet and smiled to herself. "Sweet dreams, stupid Ichigo."
The next morning Ichigo was unable to find the small girl in the closet. Peeking into the closet, he saw "Chappy the Rabbit" posters everywhere. To Ichigo's dismay, there were even some hand-drawn ones by Rukia. Smiling slightly, he closed the closet door. Those posters reminded him of the dream last night. Then he stormed down from second floor, demanding breakfast as he walks. Moments later, Ichigo came back for his backpack. Giving a deeper thought to what Rukia said yesterday, he opened the closet door for the second time in the morning. He slides himself into the tiny bed with some difficulty due to the two's size variation. It is quite stuffy in here, the bleach-hair thought. How could she endure it every night? Feeling a shred of annoyance along with bunches of guilt, Ichigo furrowed his eyebrows even more at the closet after climbing out. "That idiot Rukia, she could have said something about it sooner…" and with that, Ichigo left for school.
The school day went on as usual, only with Ichigo casting occasional looks at the silent Rukia. At the end of the day, their sensei gathered the whole class's attention and announced the most exciting news ever."Class! This year, our class has been chosen to help with the decorations to the Senior Prom!" she paused, looking at her expectant students. "And guess what? As a result, the whole class will be invited to participate in the prom! Now isn't that exciting!"
Explaining further to how this "spectacular" incident occurred, she mentioned the partnering. "Each of you will need a partner for the prom of course. Oh! I forgot to mention. Starting tomorrow, we will begin the preparations to decorate the dance floor. Our class will be staying after school for an extra two hours starting tomorrow till the day before the prom. Understand?"
The class dispersed and began to leave. Ichigo and Rukia walked together on the same path that they walk everyday. The sun was slowly setting and Ichigo broke the terrifying silence. "Oi Rukia, I figure that it will be hot staying in the closet, so I set up a fan inside of there. Alright?"
Rukia heard him alright. She was surprised that Ichigo actually did that just because she said it was uncomfortable inside the closet once. She smiled. "Hmm…" she murmured. She was happy, really happy.
Suddenly seeing an injured little bird laying on the side of the road, she paused and squatted down next to it. Ichigo, noticing that Rukia wasn't walking along anymore, looked back. Maybe it was because of the setting sun shining on Rukia, but she looks almost beautiful to Ichigo. Looking at the injured bird, the girl waved for him to come closer.
"Do you think we can save this little fellow?" she asked hopefully. Glancing at the bird, Ichigo realize that it was not only injured. It looked as if it is dead. "Rukia, it's dead. Just hurry up now." He wanted to laugh at Rukia for being unable to tell a living bird from a dead one even though she is a shinigami herself, but then he saw the look on Rukia's face. She looks upset, her eyes losing the usual livingness in it. Then she lifted her head to stare at Ichigo.
It MUST be the setting sun, thought Ichigo, it must be. Then not only did they not leave, they stayed there because Ichigo wanted to make her feel better. They were late getting home for half an hour. And from that day on whenever you walk by that path, you could see a tiny grave with a plank of wood that says "Bird" on it. Along with the word is a drawing of a bird that looks oddly like Chappy the Rabbit under it.
So how was it? The next chapter will be about the class preparing for the prom. :) Hope you enjoy it!