(A/N: Yippee. Chapter two.
All weirdness and ooC-ness is intentional.
Really. )
Chapter Two: Make Way! Two Fargs Moving In.
Today's the big day.
Today I'm going to move in with Taichou in an apartment in Karakura town. I wonder what'll happen.
I peeked at the clock. Damn. Two minutes until the gate's going to open. And I'm still at home. I still might make it on time. That old man is going to get mad if I'm not there on time.
Taichou might get mad too. Better hurry.
I grabbed my trunk. And almost broke my arm off. WHAT. Why is it so heavy? What did I put in it? I looked around my nearly bare room.
Oh. I stuffed everything in there. You know, just in case the apartment didn't have anything? Better safe than sorry, I always say.
Anyways, I struggled with my luggage for one minute, and nearly freaked out until I realized I was a shinigami and had hidden powers. Doiii. I did some super cool hand movement thing, and immediately I was able to carry my bag.
Then I bolted out the door.
When I arrived at the gate, there was this pretty girl facing the gate, clinging on to her luggage. I approached the girl, and nearly had a heart attack when I realized it wasn't a pretty girl, but Kuchiki taichou.
I must be seeing things.
Well, he seriously does look like a girl from behind, without those hair noodle thingummies in his hair, plus also he has a small stature.
And his hair was blowing in the wind and stuff. It was like a scene from one of those romance books of Rukia's.
It must be my hormones. Augh, I'm a guy okay? With normal guy-ish feelings.
Wow, this has gotten awkward. Well. You guys all know I'm straight. Straight as a stick.
So Taichou looked up at me, and said in his quiet voice, "Let's go."
And I replied, "Right."
Then we stepped through the gate at the same time.
When we got to the other side, Kurosaki and Rukia was already waiting for us. Damn that Kurosaki. Always trying to act cool. He had his hands in his pocket, and was sharing earphones with Rukia.
He looked up and saw us, and waved. "Hey."
See? I told you. He's always trying to act cool. So I raised my hand and said back, "Hey."
That's what guys do. We have to act cool. The less words the cooler. And Taichou didn't say anything. Just nodded.
Ichigo and I shared a look. Taichou just beat us both in cool-ness.
Rukia piped up, "Let's go the apartment you two will be sharing. Hey, Renji, why don't you help my brother carry some of his stuff?"
Are you freaking kidding me? His bag looked so tiny compared to mine. My luggage was like that bag Santa carries on Christmas, before he's given anything out yet. And Kuchiki taichou's bag was like… sleeping bag size. I bet that's only a sleeping bag.
Rukia wants me to carry HIS bag? Shouldn't it be the other way around?
Oh well, since I've forgiven her for yesterday, and now she's my soulmate again, I'll have to listen to her.
"Hey Taichou, gimme your bag." I grabbed for Kuchiki's bag, but he stepped back, clinging to his bag for dear life.
I wonder what's the matter with him.
Whoa, he looks kind of… red. Maybe he has a fever. Uh oh. Better stay away from him.
"I d-don't need your h-help..", Taichou said quietly.
I held in my breath. Can't breath in his germs. He seriously looks sick.
Whatever, his loss. Rukia glared at me. I avoided her stare. Anything to avoid getting sick. I hate getting sick.
Ichigo saved the day by tapping his foot impatiently. "Let's go already!"
Rukia looked at him with shiny eyes, and burst out happily.
"Hai!"
He's stealing my girl! Well, not mine yet. But eventually she will be.
We finally arrived at the apartment. Ichigo looked at his watch, and told us that he had something busy today and that he had to leave.
Rukia looked stricken and after said that she had something to do as well.
They left.
Some help they've been.
Taichou and I were left standing like two dorks in front of our new apartment. I approached the office, and the girl inside gave me two keys.
"You will be living in room 55." She looked behind me, and blushed. Oh right, Byakuya was standing there. I forgot, he is somewhat of a heartthrob.
"Okay, thanks." I pulled Byakuya with me, and looked for number 55.
Ah, there it is! I opened the door, and examined the inside of the apartment.
What was inside made me want to storm back to Soul Society and knock the stuffings out of the old man.
One tiny living room, one tiny kitchen, one tiny bathroom, and… ONE tiny bedroom.
Plus there was a layer of dust on everything.
And since I'm vice captain, I bet I'll have to end up sleeping on the floor. Good thing I brought my pillow, my sleeping bag, my blankets, another set of blankets, and all that other stuff.
I sighed, and looked at Taichou. "Well, I guess we'll have to get used to living here. It's pretty bad, huh?"
He peered around the room tentatively. "…Yeah."
At least there was a sofa in the living room. I can sleep on that. I threw myself on it, and snuggled in to it.
Then I fell asleep.
I awoke when I smelled something delicious. When I opened my eyes, I was shocked.
Byakuya taichou had already cleaned the floors, wiped everything that's wipe-able, and had his stuff all unpacked in the bedroom. There was also a blanket covering me that I didn't know was there before.
He really is suitable for a housewife.
I stood up, and walked into the kitchen. Taichou had a flowery apron on, and was cooking something.
The smell suddenly reminded me that I was extremely hungry, so I casually asked, "What's for dinner?"
His face turned red. Crap. I forgot. He's sick! If I eat his cooking, I might get sick too!
But I'm so hungry. I was just about ready to cry.
He replied, "Tempura, teriyaki, takoyaki, and yakisoba, udon, and sushi."
That does it. I am definitely going to overlook the fact that he's sick.
This living together as a gay couple thing isn't too bad. I can get use to this.
A/N: Another weird ass chapter. Hoho.
