If I apologise profusely will you forgive me for my awful tardiness? I´m terrible coming up with stories/chapters without random inspiration - they turn out pitiful otherwise xD You may hit me with a bat if you like :D (As long as it's not the animal)
30th December: 20:02 Return of the Gang
So I drove to Ichigo´s. We got there in 10 minutes instead of his measly 30. I told him to speed up.
All I got in return when we stopped and he fled from the vehicle was a:
"You know if this wasn´t a global epidemic you would have crashed into a fuel tankard at high-speed, fleeing from the police, causing a high-speed-multi-vehicle-motor-death-toll all because your too stubborn to admit you DRIVE LIKE A MANIAC!" He threw out an arm. (ooh, this was serious.)
Yeah well it was his fault for ironing them stupid words into my brain, no doubt they´ll take this epidemic to de-burn. I got out of the driver's seat, and chucked him the keys as we walked to the door
"Oh stop whining you little gnat, I was only going 80"
He glared at me
"We were in a street with streetlamps and buildings (he flustered around with the arms and everything), that´s 30 Rukia 30! God knows how you passed your effing test!"
He slammed his hand on the door, pushing it open. I felt the grin on my face as we walked through it.
His hissy-f- I MEAN 'The argument' kept going as we automatically kicked off our shoes and walked down the corridor, still facing each other.
"Sucks to you that I passed first time, no minors, and it took you four tries, at your measly pace and caution, and I speed, ey? Jealous much?" oooh, I definitely had the cream.
"Your 'examiner' belonged in an asylum" he glared, hand gripping the kitchen door.
"Hey he was fit, not my fault he crumbled at my suggestions"
He stopped in mid-knob-turn, an ´O' plastered on his face.
"That was a joke, Ichigo."
I´m not going to lie, that stupendous little reaction made my brain feel slightly better at being burned. So I smugly turned his hand on the handle, and entered into the kitchen and walked in. I was at the counter, and the other three who were casually talking just to the left of the back door. I smiled at them and walked forward, noticing a flash of orange going straight past the corner of my eye, informing me Ichigo had recovered, and was now going to take Ishida somewhere to moan , probably.
"Why do I see canary feathers around your mouth, Rukia?" Tatsuki grinned
"Oh you know, men and their feeble brains" I flapped a hand. She laughed as I heard a growl in the corner of the room.
"Girls, that´s mean" came a smaller voice to the side of Tatsuki
"Oh Hime, but you know it´s true" I stuck out my tongue and poked her belly. She smiled and then, randomly, gaped. I raised an eyebrow
"What´s wrong?"
She pointed at my head and simply stated:
"Your hair - It´s gone"
I felt all the eyes in the room suddenly focus on me, I sheepishly touched my head and nodded
"Aha, yeah, well I fancied a change and some practicality, so I cut it and then Ichi-I re-styled it a bit. Does it look alright?"
I could feel the white-hot gaze at the nape of my neck and decided I could save that ridicule for another day, even if it used to be the norm. I heard a chorus of:
"It looks really nice" and "Ooh you should be a hairdresser!"'s. I hope he noticed the sly grin that was on my face for a moment, I really do, but when I turned around his face was beaming at me, (if I had the guts to admit my heart full on pelted from then I would, but I´m not and am just going to go with) 'I smiled' and turned to Orihime who grinned and said
"It really does, you really suit the whispy, choppy, sort-of-windswept, short-hair look - it really frames your face and makes your eyes stand out - if I didn´t know you better I would say you'd have done that on purpose" she beamed, tugging my hair. I blushed, and smiled a little, outright affection like that always manages to catch me, ever since I was little.
"Ughm, anyway, shouldn´t we get to strategising and who´s got what, and whatnot?" A slightly pink Ichigo asked, scratching the back of his head. His eyes flickered to me for the smallest second, and back - his face remained slightly pink - I was clueless as to why otherwise no doubt I´d be mocking him right now, but he did look, kind of . . . sweet.
Anyway, he was right - we had to get down to business, so first, I turned to Tatsuki
"What have you got? I presume you've also decided that fighting them is in our best interests?" I needn't really ask, but, well, I was somewhat nervous still, so I had to make sure (half to myself really). She grinned at me, a twinkle in her eye, and pulled out the most insane – literally on the verge of needing to see a doctor insane, not cool insane – thing I could've imagined. Both me and Ichigo ran back a couple of steps while Isshin just raised an eyebrow. Ishida, frustrated, stepped forward
"I'm sorry, she just pulled it from under her bed when we were getting everything sorted – we couldn't get the dratted thing off her, and, well, as you can see, it probably wasn't a good idea going near her to try to get it – she said she 'knew people'." My eyes popped at his predicament and, in a mix of fear and bafflement, I turned to face her as she slung it over her shoulder, a smug smile on her face
"I met a guy in America, turns out he was the guy my parents knew that got all the 'stuff' for them, through the militaries and whatnot, turns out they are pretty multi-cultural in what we use, there's quite a mix of weaponry here in Japan" she grinned, then turned to Ishida
"And you, stop whining, how'd you think I got that thing for you? She pointed at him. He pushed up his glasses, pink cheeked and muttering, and went to stand by Ichigo, suddenly turning in an (obvious) attempt to re-kindle some bravado
"Yes, but I know how to use it safely" he glowered -Not a very good attempt then – Too stupefied by Tatsuki as I was however, I just stared at the AK-47 that was hanging off said-best friends shoulder (A.N: Obviously I don't know guns, I hope this is dramatic enough – apologies if I'm wrong xD), Tatsuki then turned to me and smiled
"Don't worry, it's not loaded and I have a silencer on it for when it is"
She pointed it at me
"See?"
And that's when I leap-of-deathed over kitchen counter. A second later I heard a muffled "Hey!" and some shuffling noises. Isshin, now at the side of me, chuckled and motioned for me to get up. I got on my knees and peeked to see if the coast was clear. From what I could see, Ichigo had Tatsuki from behind, his arms locking her own behind her back, I could feel the frown-glare he was giving her (her hair blocked his face from my vision), she was glaring at Ishida, who in turn had his hand clamped over her mouth as he stared at Orihime, she herself was frowning, with an Alan-key compressed between her teeth as she dismantled the gun, fast
"Yomf shulndn't be snufid lickh thab Tchaski-tan, nat uf it nas unschtable? Ur ffalty? Ut could've neen a Ht Patato nd you nould of nevber no-wn!" She dismantled the last piece, taking the Alan-key out of her mouth (and subtly wiping the drool that had formed off her face with a sleeve) and chucking the piece – it looked like the handle – onto the couch nearby. In a swift move she suddenly stepped towards Tatsuki and shoved her hands on her hips, frowning
"You could've killed Rukia! Or yourself Tatsuki!" She pressed a finger to her head in frustration, and then pointed it at Tatsuki
"Don't be stupid like that ever again!"
It's safe to say just about all of us were shell-shocked. I stood up from behind my aegis slowly, Ichigo just kept staring at her with a face that could catch flies, Tatsuki wore the same expression, although a little more ruffled from being the focus of her outburst, and then there was Ishida. Poor Ishida. His hand had slipped off Tatsuki's mouth and was now just blocking air as he stared at Orihime, wearing an expression that looked quite akin to a blind man seeing the light for the first time, poor thing had about stopped breathing. I looked at her
"Where did you learn to shout?" The words just spewed out of my mouth, but she smiled, rather mischievously actually, and turned to me fully
"From my friends Rukia, like you, Tatsuki, Ichigo, and Ishida-san when you all argue together, I listen intently and then think" She punched a hand to a fist, her expression imitating deep concentration "how can I learn to argue like that?" And then just now, I realised!" Her face brightened "When I get angry or worried at something that was stupid! It all makes sense now!" We all laughed then, thinking fondly of her innocence, attempt, the fear that had welled up in our stomachs from her outburst, her ace choice of words (sorry Tatsuki, but she's right :P) and the fact that she unintentionally honourific-ised Ishida into Ishida-san. It's getting more and more obvious how much they both like each other . . , Ooooohh I could've danced!
"You should do it more often Inoue, I'm sure everyone will enjoy it"
I almost punched Ichigo right there and then. I mean seriously? In front of his FATHER, is he asking for trouble? Bloody innuendic (that word does not exist 8D) fool! He was grinning, complete evil all over his face, at Ishida. However, luckily for him, Ishida was facing Orihime, completely oblivious to Ichigo's (actually relatively bad) innuendo. I frowned at Ichigo, not being able to see my face from his angle, I moved from the counter and around to stand next to Orihime, who I noticed, was blushing profusely.' THAT FOOL! I'm GOING TO PU-'was what I first thought – until that interruption right there. As I was in mid thought-shout I had turned around, ready to slam-dunk Ichigo, when I caught sight of what Orihime was actually blushing at. Right there and then I could see why she felt for him in such a way. Ishida was smiling at her, and not any old grin, like he does when he's pissed of Ichigo, but an actual, full on, smile. Suddenly he was about 100 times more appealing; I think my heart actually stopped for a moment. Something brought me back to reality however because all of a sudden, Ichigo's head was in front of mine. Almost jumping into Orihime I leant back, meeting the face of a now eye-brow-risen, frowning (honestly, only Ichigo could do that T_T) ginger teen.
"So, apart from Tatsuki's determination of near killing us all, what else have you guys got?" He asked, his eyes flicking to, a now normal, Ishida, who nodded and stepped out of the room, effectively disarming my trance. Shaking my head a few times, we waited for him to return. He did shortly, bringing with him a peculiar square black, flat, box. He placed it on the coffee table in the living-room part of the kitchen, unclipped the silver fasteners and pushed the lid to the hinges. We gathered round to get a closer look, and what we found was something both terrifyingly lethal, but also rather dull and unsurprising, considering it was for Ishida. Ichigo put a put a hand to his chin, eyes shifting from the box to Ishida with a rather inquisitive expression
"Isn't that a crossbow?" He asked, fixing his eyes on Ishida.
Ishida nodded, pushing up his glasses and then (predictably) Ichigo frowned
"I thought you only used longbows?"
"I do, but this weapon would be more useful in direr situations and I also have my longbow, it's in the corridor – I just need to put it on"
I raised an eyebrow
"Surely that's a bit much to carry considering we may need to move at any moment?" (Shush, My stuff can leave my hands free *blows raspberry*) He shifted his weight to his left.
"I'm guessing besides this and the gun she brought, you didn't know just how many things her parents used to keep in their old house?"
Ichigo moaned and facepalmed
"Please tell me you didn't arrive here in that car?"
Ishida just pushed up his glasses, it came to me then
"Oh, please don't tell me you came in the armoured car? I mean, come-on That's getting a bit stupid, I may as well have got here on Renji's old motorbike for the amount of noise that car makes, we'll get trapped wherever we go!" I exclaimed, a hand on my hip, the other wafting with words.
At the mention of my deceased brother, the others looked to the floor as I felt a pair of worried brown eyes looking at me. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat. It was still hard to talk about them without getting upset – even though I wanted to very much.
"I just mean, we might be better off staying here for a while, where we have the quieter cars, I mean we have to protect Karin and Yuzu too – we certainly can't just leave them alone."
Hello! It's Orihime Inoue here! (I think that's how you introduce yourself on western terms at least I hope it's correct!) (A.N: Randomly, at this very moment I'm sat in a bar in Spain, with a coke, alone, writing with pen and paper . . . I must look a right sight xD) Anyway, I'm filling in for Rukia from here for a bit because she said she can't remember much after this moment. I thought I'd let you know, that you're getting this information around the same day it happens (Obviously not on the dates so far, but soon we'll have caught up, and the action may end up feeling a bit more raw. That's our hope anyway :D. Right, back to our blog!
30th December 20:31: Ichigo's-house-and-the-discussion-of-future-happenings
"We have to protect Karin and Yuzu! We can't just leave them alone!"
Rukia is a pretty strong person, but I don't think anyone didn't notice the slight tremor in her voice, or the despair in her eyes. Especially Ichigo, he looked like he just wanted to just take her into his arms and hold her until she was happy again. Really, I think he should have, considering her pain was something he could understand – to an extent – with the twins in danger. Loss is something we can all understand, and I understand how upsetting it is to feel alone from the loss of family, It's hard to try and get on normally (in a nutshell). Ichigo moved as if to speak but Ishida-Kun stepped in shaking his head
"I don't think it would be wise bringing the twins, besides they'll be here with your father – they will be well protected" He pushed up his glasses.
I think that may have been a bad thing to suggest, Ichigo's eyes had widened and rage set in. He was about to shout, before a small hand touched his chest and a soft voice replied
"No, Ishida, you cannot expect the rest of us to carry on without them and not worry, even if they are with their father, especially Ichigo, but me and Orihime-san too. The possibility of loosing someone else's sibling, whether older or younger is too much to bare when you've lost your own. It's a bad idea."
Rukia looked so hurt; it felt painful to watch her. It's easy to forget that she must be unhappy inside when we see her laughing and fighting with Ichigo all the time. I felt guilty that I hadn't noticed. I looked and Tatsuki-chan, who looked at me with worried eyes and back to Rukia. I then looked at Ichigo, trying to will him with non-existent mind-powers to just comfort her. His shy, stubborn nature could get frustrating sometimes. I looked to Kurosaki-san who smiled and nodded towards me. I did wonder at first what he meant, but then I remembered my weapon. My guess is that is what he intended. I unhooked them from my belt, it was a solemn moment, but this was necessary, plus, I hate seeing people in pain, it's agonising
"Uhum, well, I have a weapon too, if you would like to see?" I'm sure the Karin and Yuzu issue would be resolved later-on, and really, knowing the two of them, I don't think they would be particularly with the idea of leaving their brother either. I'd caught Rukia's attention, she smiled softly and nodded. Another pang of guilt hit me,
"Don't look so worried Hime-chan, you're just as strong as any of us noobs" she smiled again, I returned the gesture, promising from now-on she would always have me to lean on if she were in pain, shyness and embarrassment can go out the window, it hurts to be alone, so I won't let her be anymore.
With a nod, I brought out my weapons and walked over to the counter, placing them on top
"They're called Shun Shun Rikka" I said as their eyes expressed wonder and interest. I smiled at Rukia again
"Sora gave them to me when I was younger, I have no idea where from or how they are even able to exist, other than it's something to do with a noble man and a man with a green-striped hat"
Both Rukia and Kurosaki-sans' eyebrows raised, and I swear for a moment a flash of recognition sparkled in their eyes, Ichigo just looked intrigued however
"So how do they work?"
He went to poke one with his finger but I grabbed his arm quickly
"They cause an explosion if touched by anyone but me" The three of their eyes widened
"That's insane!"
"They are a little unique I guess. From what I was able to find out, they have DNA recognition and that if they come in contact of anything made of flesh, they will explode, something to do with Nitro-Glycerine and stem-cell research I think. OH! But two of them you can touch, they have some sort of healing agent in the fibres of them. If you stick either of the ends in any kind of wound, it will heal within the day –the length of time just depends on the deepness or kind of wound."
They all gaped at me – Ishida and Tatsuki-Chan too – they didn't know this yet because we were in a hurry before. Rukia spoke first however
"Such a thing exists! Damn that ma-" She quickly shook her head, but I didn't let her outburst leave my mind – does she know who made my weapons?
She pressed a hand to her forehead, looking mildly stressed – she definitely knew something
"So how do you use then? Obviously they are both offensive and defensive and they look just like miniature boomerangs, is it similar in the sense of usage?"
I nodded
"They're used pretty much exactly the same way. I'll throw the explosive ones at . . . whatever . . .and let it hit, and from the explosion it creates on contact, they will return. Apparently the creator liked the pun on 'Boomerang' but my brother adopted a name he thought I'd like better for them, considering I was only ten when he gave me them"
Rukia, slightly flabbergasted, chuckled appropriately and nodded
"Sounds about right, so do you just hook them on a belt?"
She doesn't miss much when it comes to weapons, she wasn't even shocked that I had some . . . I wonder . . .
"Well basically, yes, it's a specific belt; it's just double layered and has slits to hook one of the ends in, so they're easy to access."
Ichigo seemed to finally come out of wonderland and rubbed his chin (like an old man, hehe)
"Well no doubt they will probably be the most useful weapon we have of all. Whatever you do, don't lose them" He answered, his eyes still relatively wide, like the others, who all nodded slowly
"It would be a shame to see them lost. Would you prefer it if I looked after them, Inoue-san?" Ishida-kun said, walking up. Confused, I was about to reply, but Rukia intervened
"What is in your head today, Ishida? Orihime can 'look after' them perfectly well on her own - If she's been using them since she was ten, it's not unlikely that she's better at using them than you and your bows, don't be mad."
To my surprise she wasn't shouting, just . . . smiriking? At him . . . how odd . . .
O now he's gone pink! How cute! . . .I mean . . .Oh he pushed his glasses up at her . . .
He turned to me
"Apologies Inoue-San, Kuchiki's right" I heard her snort at the lack of politeness on her name
"I wasn't thinking properly, I only meant to be of assistance . . . " With that peculiar sentence, he turned swiftly on his heel and walked throguht the corridor . . . what an odd occurance . . . I turned towards the others who were all . . . smirking . . . at me . . .
Oh now I'm just confused . . .
Okay! It's Rukia again now! I don't know if you can tell, but a lot happened on this day!
30th December: 21:15: Ichigo's house, Ishida's embarrassment
Oh poor Orihime, she hasn't a clue, Ishida may as well of declared his love to her right there and then, I don't think she noticed the shell-shocked wonder on his face as he said it, luckily for him, the rest of us did :D
Ichigo chuckled and then followed him into the corridor. Good, now I could see what the girls had packed and were thinking the same thing.
Isshin must be able to read minds.
"Girls, why don't you grab your stuff and go upstairs - You're free to use Ichigo's room, the girls will be back soon, and then you can natter" he said, smiling, and grabbed the mug of tea from the counter and wandered out of the room. No
"Oooooh, you'll all have to sleep in Ichigo's bed" or innuendic "have fun"s – nothing!
It's almost frightening when he's serious or not joking around, it means he's going to do something too . . . Maybe Ishida's right about the twins, especially if he's involved . . .
Hmmm . . . The twins not being here yet . . .him . . . Isshins seriousness . . . certain weapons . . . Death . . .
I have a strange feeling about this 'Terrorist attack'.
I decided to wonder about that later. I shifted the bag on my shoulders
"C'mon girls, he's right, plus, what have you brought?"
With that, Orihime and Tatsuki grabbed their bags too and we ran upstairs.
30th December: 21:30: Ichigo's room – Girl Time
Guys, secrets, what clothes we brought, Ichigo, what-to-do-if-your-painters-are-decorating-in-Zombie-situation, Ishida, Hug-related drama, how you don't raid certain boy's bedrooms if you're moral – but do anyway, debating whether a zombie biting you is counted as your last kiss/'experience' if it's not proceeded, and drunkenness – you're typical sleepover. OH –I forgot to mention – Truth of dare – the reason for some of them situations.
So I was sat on Ichigo's bed, some of the contents of my bag spewing out of itself. Orihime had just finished unpacking her bag, turns out our minds do seem to run on one wavelength in quite a few circumstances, considering we brought practically the same stuff.
On the other side of Orihime however, Tatsuki smirked (This is never good news) she started to fish around in her bag, finally bringing out a bottle
"I was sure you two would go for practicality and sensibleness, so I packed for fun!" She beamed, bringing out more bottles from her bag, I intervened
"C'mon tats you know me and Orihime don't drink, not after what happened at Asano's, and that Sambooka stuff is revolting!" Just remembering the tastes made me feel ill, I mean, I love liquorice, but that stuff tasted like sweet-stuff mixed with dog-drool – seriously, it's revolting.
"Hey, that was not my fault! If I remember correctly it was a certain guilty auburn-haired person on your left that dragged us to that."
Orihime looked to her knees, ashamed
"He just looked so sad and depressed, I didn;t think it was an act to draw us in" She pouted. I squinted at Tatsuki, replying
"Exactly, and you're the one who dared me into that stuff, I was perfectly sober until I drank that stuff"
She squinted back at me however
"You'd had loads to drink by then, if that Sambooka hadn't finished you off, your fourteenth drinking game with lover-boy would have" she finished, crossing her arms and sticking out her tongue.
She was going to pay – LOVER BOY?
"Besides, I didn't bring any of that, I agree, it's nasty" She fished around in her bag and brought another bottle out
"Oh but I thought it tasted nice" Orihime pouted. It was enough to stop me thinking of murdering Tatsuki (for that moment). We both stared at her
"What?"
We both looked at each other knowingly and then carried on, she brought out bottle after bottle (I swear she must've stolen that bag from Mary Poppins)
In the end she had pulled out a bottle each of Gin, Vodka, bitter lemon, Sake, Whiskey, Rum, and a few other bottles – none of us were particularly fond of flavoured drinks (thins evidence was gathered from two drinking experiences mind you)
"it's our last day as normal humans, probably for the rest of the world too, we're at home with our two best gril-friends, we're all over eighteen, and the owner of the house is in. We're not doing anything illegal and we know our basic limits. Why not have a few?" She said, pouring Vodka into three glasses (She'd brought them from downstairs when we were going up) .
In all honesty, I could see her point, there's nothing wrong with drinking if you're with good friends, at home. Especially of the day-after-tomorrow you're going to be attacked by brainless dead-but-moving human beings. Me and Orihime looked at each other for a moment, back at Tatsuki, and back at each other. We nodded and grabbed a glass each. Tatsuki smiled, grabbing her own an putting it to her lips. We did the same.
"To humanity"
"To living"
"And to brutally-murdering-a-load-of-soulless-zombies!"
And with that we tipped the glass.
Okay, end for now! I have a few idea's going so far, and the end of what will be about chapter 5 - I'm just unreliable XD Gomen on that. but yes, I do love you all - I wrote that on paper and it was 14 pages *cries* i was on holiday at the time, and had a random surge of chapterness (that only happens when you don't have a pen and paper handy *cries more* I even took pictures for you (Don't ask why, I have no idea XD) So yah, hope you enjoy! Feel free to add an opinion, i'm cool wether it's good or bad :D ALSO if you're a fan of Vampire Diaries check out ChocolateBeth (AMAZING writer) and Want a reccomendation for other long chaptered Bleach Ichiruki stuff, check out Tazski's work (ALSO AMAZING WRITER) I have the privilege of knowing them both, so do have a look - it's well worth it. Will be back . . .eventually. I promise I haven't given up on this or my pregnant Orihime+Rukia one, i'm just lacking in penspiration at the mo :D Good luck, and see you soon!