A/N: Whoa. o_o I totally did not expect this much reviews to Chapter One. I honestly thought I sucked.
Anyways, I want to say thanks to those who reviewed:
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Well,here's Chapter 2!Sorry it took me awhile to bring this chapter up. I was working on a Naruto one-shot,so I hadn't have some time. Also, mitsukiangel my lovely friend and assistant for this story, couldn't meet up with me at school due to the snow down South. Still, I managed(I'm kinda worried that Ichigo may have been a little bit OOC), and I hope that you guys will enjoy Chapter Two of My Hidden Love!
Disclaimer: I do not own any Bleach character.
T-Rated for mild violence and mild language.
Chapter Two: The Problematic Morning
Of My Hidden Love
© of Miracle of Oracles
(Kurosaki Ichigo P.O.V.)
Maybe it was right away when I noticed that something had happened. Or maybe it took me awhile to even lay a finger on what was wrong. Either way, something was peculiar and different.
Someone was peculiar and different.
As usual, I was taking my responsibility of waking up Rukia since she never bothered setting the old alarm that I gave to her. Or well, it was Yuzu's obligation to wake up Karin that woke up my father, who would wake me up with his morning kick leading to our first tussle of the day, thus the system ending with me winning with a punch to his face and waking up Rukia. That was the way we rolled; she would warned me of the deathly Hollows and I would warn her of the deadly short time of homeroom at school, creating a balancing friendship and companionship.
"Oi, Rukia! Wake up! We're going to be late!" I buttoned my school jacket as I called and rapped my knuckle on the slide door. As usual, I was expecting a groan muffled by her pillow, then a three second interval between that and the rustling of her sheets and the question, "Give me five more minutes . . .,".Then I would yell, "No, it's your fault for going to sleep late! You have five minutes to get into your uniform!" Then, wrapping up our act, I would hear a soft thump of the pillow thrown at the door and her mumbling, "Ugly poopy-face. . ." before her pulling out the pile of clothes under her bed.
But I heard not a slick of complaints, the slightest of groans, or any rustles or thumps of the pillow on the slide door. After awhile when the regular should've been completely accomplished, I still didn't hear a reaction. "Rukia?" I called out again but not so concerned on time.
Still no answer.
Panic and worry built inside of me. Did she got kidnapped? Hurt?
But you know what I get in return for caring about her?
I get a sleeping Kon in the midst of her pastel blue sheets that were already made and the clothes were folded neatly in the corner.
You could've believed how confused and furious I was—confused that Rukia, a petite girl who would never wake up early, and would never fix her bed—actually did what she would have never done in her lifetime. She could've at least warned me though that she was setting out early before making me worry of the stupidest scenarios!
(Tch. . . . you actually thought she got kidnapped? Ichigo,I didn't think you would care about her that much!)
Shut it Hichigo.
(Hah!)
I grabbed Kon's leg and shook him awake." Oi! Kon!" I yelled right into his ear. He woke up with snort, flailing as he saw me holding him upside down.
"What in the world? Ichigo, put me down-!"
"Where's Rukia?"
The Mod Soul blinked and thought for a second. "I think she went out."
"You think?To where?"
As I sat him down on the bed, he stood up and crossed his arms stubbornly. "I'll tell you if you say please.
"Kon—"
"Say please." He demanded, and I felt a migraine aching my head.
"Fine. Please."I pinched the bridge of my nose, and Kon smirked proudly.
"And who's the best in the world?" Hold he was pushing it.
"Kon, I'm going to smack you upside the head if you do not tell me where she is." I threatened through clenched teeth.
"Fine fine. She left early so she could see Orihime-chan and that they could walk to school together."
I let out a groan, and then, almost like a electrical current going through me,I realized the time and I bolted out of the closet, realizing I'm going to be late.
My teacher, Ochi-sensei, was an easy-going female teacher with shoulder-length brown hair and round glasses that gave her the friendly, optimistic appearance. But when it came to me being late, she was not happy.
Then again, she has pretty good reasons why. I wasn't the type of guy to miss class, but when I get a Hollow alert on the Substitution Badge that I attached to my wrist, I'd have to pull off some excuse that I have to go to the bathroom or that my stomach hurts. Hey,I never liked lying but a man has to do his job!
I remembered the last time I was late to class on an exam day, and Ochi-sensei wasn't too happy. She lectured me on how I should be up and early and on time for education at school. Then her expression completely change,her strict frown rising into a sly smirk.
"I know why you're missing so much school!" She gave a grin and placed her hands on her hips, as if she solved an enigma.
I blinked and stared blankly at her, palms sweaty at the thought of her knowing the identity of Shinigami and no,she was worlds apart from my presumption.
"You're worried that I'll be lonely next year so you want to get held back!" I started to stutter, telling her that wasn't why but she just giggled and just said, "Don't worry Ichigo, thanks to you I might be next year's teacher!"
The class groaned and some muttered, "Thanks Ichigo. . ."
I was deadpanned and I was pretty sure the class was going to black mail me, but at least my cover was cleared.
I'm not so sure that a miracle will rain on me again (why was I so paranoid nowadays?),so I hastened my pace, hoping could at least make it.
(Kurosaki Ichigo P.O.V.)
I totally jinxed it.
I was a whole five minutes late and I had a feeling that I wasn't in very much luck for another miracle since Ochi-sensei woke up to a bad morning after hearing that her husband's - taking an 6-month intern in Seoul,South Korea- return trip to Karakura was delayed and thanks to my late,sweaty appearance only soured her mood.
"Ichigo Kurosaki!You get morning detention tomorrow!I am not in the mood for your excuses and tardiness!One more delay in coming to school and you're in it for a week filled with detention!" She snarled and slammed her palm down on her desk.
It clearly showed she was in distress;not only her hair was messy and that half of it was brushed and and not bed-jumbled,but her clothes were sloppy; the blue skirt with white-polk-a-dots and orange dress shirt did not blend together and the fact that there was a huge ink stain on the front of her tacky skirt only showed that she payed little attention to what was clean and what was meant to be in the washer. Today,I realized that she took the time on past mornings to put a mask of make-up on always seemed that she wasn't the type of teacher who would spend time on make-up and that her warm face was natural ,it was only due to the mass amounts of cosmetics that she used to cover up the bags under her eyes resulted from sleepless nights and the wrinkles near her mouth. And the fact that she was calling me by my last name meant she was serious.
"Bu-but-!" It was the wrong move for me to speak out, and she slammed her hand down again.
"Enough!Kurosaki-!"
I heard the scraping of a chair and Ochi-sensei looked irritated at Rukia who started to speak out. Already the petite girl was baffled;she remembered how I always took the time to wake her up and suspected that I was late for trying to figure where she went.
"Ochi-sensei, I heard that the Kurosaki-residence stood up late last night with their injured patients that experienced in the latest shoot-out in Karakura,and Ichigo usually helps his father out with his patients," She remembered that my dad was a doctor and how we turned half of the house into a hospital."Surely you can't be mad at him for doing something that's a good deed!"
That seemed to got her.
She straightened her back, and her hard gaze flickered back from me and Rukia. She stood quiet for a minute,and then proceeded with a slight frown.
"Fine.I changed my mind about the morning detention."
I let out a breath from relief that I wouldn't have to spend another disatorous morning detention with Ochi-sensei.
"Kuchiki,you can spend detention in the afternoon with him for speaking out."
"What?But she didn't do anything!"
"No excuses!Now go to your seat,Kurosaki!"
I shot Rukia an apologetic look and she just shrugged and gave me an odd small smile(Another thing that's different with her) and she slipped back into her seat.
So here I am,serving time for being late,watching the the sapphire clear sky setting into an orange canvas.I glanced at Rukia's seat that was diagonal from mine and I switched my stare back at the clock,ticking away the seventy-five minutes of detention to now just a fifteen minutes left.
Thirteen minutes left. . . .ten minutes. . . .eight. . . . six. . . .three. . .
One.
Rukia who was in her own world and Ochi-sensei who was grading papers furiously the whole time looked up as I started to put my stuff together.
"Well,that was a tedious detention." Ochi-sensei stood and clapped her hands together."I am very sorry giving you two detention,but next time Ichigo,take your education seriously and Rukia,I know what I do in my classroom." Giving us another penetrating stare,she dismissed us.
"Ugh,Senna is so lucky that she could just hide at Urahara's and not go to school." I rubbed my temples at the mess I went through today. I stopped and looked Rukia in the eye. "And next time tell me when you are leaving."
"Oh. . . .Sorry." Her apology was soft and absent-minded,her tone of voice was something that was unheard of. It bugged me how she was acting so distant and nonchalant with me and my frown curved down even more. I sighed,exhausted,and placed a hand on top of her head. She looked surprised at my place of hand.
"It's okay." I patted her head and walked off,resuming my steady, laid-back pace. I walked for a few seconds later until Rukia called my name out again.
"Yeah?"I turned around to see her looking down,easily troubled,and was biting her lip. She sighed and sat down at the bench near her and motioned me to sit next to her.
"What's wrong?" The sun was slowly setting and let the purple hues take over and slowly white twinkling stars were sprinkled over the sky. Rukia fiddled with her hands and started slowly.
"It's about Senna." Her violet eyes slowly drifted to my brown ones. She looked pained as if the words were lethal knives themselves.
"She's-"
A/N: Yep,how was that for my first cliffhanger? :3
Yeah,I update really slow,but I'm going to try to update faster. Tell me if you guys see any grammar mistakes,or any suggestions for improvement.
Signing out,
Miracle Of Oracles
