"don't fucking touch me" hichigo snarled. A relationship is something that would just get in the way! Those words kept prodding ins his mind, shutting off any other emotions. Shock. Hurt. Hate. Those were things that were happening right about now, things that went through the albinos mind.
With that, hichigo turned, and raced off into his room. A loud 'slam!' was heard, only making ichigo flinch.
Just what had he done?
Ch 2
The next day, ichigo and hichigo were called up for a special mission. They didn't know why, though. That was the bad thing. Whenever something was confidential, that meant there was a risk. Either a risk of getting killed, or a risk that meant you knew the person. Whichever it was, no matter what, it was bad. Very, very, bad.
"today, you two will be facing someone well into your own skills." Their instructor started, "His name is renji abari, and ichigo, I already know you two are acquainted."
Ichigo paused for a second, frozen. r-renji abari! His…ex? No, no, that can't be! Why are they targeting him?
"ichigo, I know that it must be a bit hard, but this needs to be done." Their instructor said sternly.
Hichigo wasn't really paying attention. Not to the instructor, not to ichigo, not to anyone. He was delved in his own thoughts, still pissed off at what ichigo had to say. A relationship is something that would just get in the way. My ass. Whats so wrong about a relationship between partners, anyway?
"i-I know, sensei. I won't let renji get in the way of our goals." Ichigo murmured, looking away. he didn't want to face his ex, and he CERTAINLY didn't want hichigo to meet him. renji was a bit…abusive, physically and emotionally. Well, more than a bit. "when do we leave?" he asked, looking back at his sensei. The orangette couldn't really look his instructor in the eye, so he settled on the forehead.
"actually, you leave now. As you already know, hichigo will be accompanying you." Their instructor said sternly. Hichigo looked at his sensei with a murderous glare, which was returned at full force. "you are dismissed"
Ichigo and hichigo nodded, both turning to leave. Nothing was spoken as they made their way out to their dorms, only the sound of shuffling and metal being hit ringing in their ears. Otherwise, it was silent. That left both ichigo and hichigo to their own thoughts.
Ichigo was in two states of mind at the time. One was worrying about meeting renji again, but the other was worrying about hichigo. The albino hadn't talked to him ONE BIT since the incident between them. he was getting a bit worried now, more than usual. Would hichigo hold a grudge against him? did he upset his pale partner THAT MUCH? Sometimes he wondered. How much did hichigo really want him? to get upset like this….
When they made it to their dorm area, hichigo pulled out the key. Without anything he slid it in, successfully unlocking their door. Then, without a sound, both made their way inside, going to their own rooms.
Hichigo went to his room, and pulled out his weapon bag. All the while he was thinking about ichigo. How could someone say something like that! A relationship is something that would just get in the way! Fuck it, ichigo was just an asshole. A total asshole who thinks he could do anything and everything on his own. Damn him. damn kurosaki ichigo. Damn his partner.
Ichigo went into his own room, sighing when he retreated into the familiar look of his space. Some things were so stressful lately, and he was glad that he got into his own place.
He started to pack.
His gun, his sword, his knives, tasers, and a few other things he's acquired the past few years. Everything went into his bag. A change of clothing, mostly skin tight black leather, and a few coats made out of the same material. Usually, he didn't bother with the leather. But this time, he'll need it. Ichigo was sure.
As he was packing, ichigo let his mind wander back to hichigo. The albino was mad at him for something, he just wasn't sure what. He knew that his partner wouldn't be riled up just for stopping was something he said, that was for sure. But, he just didn't know what. Should ichigo confront hichigo with it? Gah, he didn't know! What to do? Ya see, this is exactly why ichigo doesn't like relationships with people. It always distracts him from his work, which is what he should be focusing onto now. But no, he just HAD to get wound up with the albino.
Ichigo sighed. Life is too complicated.
The orangette shook his head, tossing his bag over his shoulder. What was he going to do? He just couldn't last like this – the albino ignoring him. it was obvious ichigo was attracted to the man, but right now, he just couldn't cope. Honestly, he didn't want a relationship with anyone. Well, not like he didn't want one, more like he couldn't have one. Especially with his partner. That would just be a bit too complicated. But then again, weren't things already? Shit.
I gotta get out of this place.
Ichigo sighed, gathering up himself. Fuck, ichigo, be a man. Right, be a man. That was more easy said than done. With one last breath, ichigo stalked out of his room. Hichigo didn't seem to be ready at the time, so he decided to sit on the couch to wait for him.
What to think about until then.
Hichigo was growling to himself. It was annoying that every step he took, his mind shot those words out to him. a relationship is something that would just get in the way! Why is he getting so pissed off? Its not like ichigo wanted that type of relationship right now. He should respect that…right? Wrong. Hichigo didn't respect stuff like that. Not that he didn't see the logic – he just didn't like it. Sometimes the albino hated himself for thinking that, but there was no way getting around it.
Still, he shouldn't act this way.
But fuck, what can he do? Push himself onto ichigo? No, he was too pissed off for that. He couldn't BELIEVE ichigo said something like that. A relationship is something that would just get in the way! Please. If he really wanted it, he'd take it…right? Ichigo didn't seem like one to give into everything he wants. But what, did he really want hichigo? There was nothing special there. Sure, each of them had a lot in common, but maybe too much in common? Fuck.
Hichigo sighed. He should finish packing. Ichigo was probably done already.
The albino walked around his bed, grabbing the gun under it. This baby was his favorite. His only and only, machine gun. Sure, he had others that he packed, like the bolt action, revolver, shotgun, semiautomatic firearm, and a sniper. But his machine gun, oh, he loved his machine gun. The albino even named it after himself. 'ogichi', his middle name, is the name of his gun. It was a sleek black color, along with a stand of its own that held it up. Unless, of course, you're holding it.
His baby.
damn, hichigo thought as he packed his gun, along with a few others, if only he had one of those Russian assassin guns. That'd be the bomb. Hichigo sighed then. Eh, don't get yer hopes up. It's not like he was getting one soon, anyway.
The albino sighed as he closed up his bag, tossing it over his shoulder. He didn't want to do this mission, not at all. Especially with ichigo. It would be so fucking tense he wouldn't even be able to move! That isn't good, either. You have to be unnoticed as an assassin, and right now, he didn't think he fit the subject.
Who was the target…anyway? Wasn't it, like, supposed to be ichigos ex, or something? Oh, great. Just great. He was going to meet up with ichigos ex-boyfriend. No jealousy there.
Hichigo rolled his eyes. Oh well, think about it when we get there.
With one last sigh, hichigo made his way out of his room. It was silent as he walked from his room to the living room. Well, besides the footsteps, anyway. But they were a given.
Hichigo emerged from the corner, and a bright fleck of orange caught his eye. Ichigo had been waiting for him long, then. Oh well. he deserves it.
Letting a few more steps pass by, hichigo finally stopped. Almost immediately their eyes locked contact, each boring into the others. Ichigos was brimmed with sadness, while hichigos was brimmed with….anger. ichigo gulped. The anger was so intense in his partners eyes, that it almost left himself frozen. The orangette got up, taking his bag with him. well, it could be worse. Hichigo could be a walking sulking fest, which ichigo really didn't need at the time. Thank GOD hichigo was more of an anger person. Ichigo was too, for that matter.
"lets go" hichigo said coldly, gruffness coming out from behind the binds. Without saying anything else, he turned, and stalked for the door. He heard ichigo follow him from behind sullenly.
"hich-" ichigo tried to say. Hichigo cut him off.
"be quiet. I have a headache" the albino said, growling in an angry way. Truthfully, he didn't have a headache. He just didn't want to talk to ichigo. If he did, well, he'd have a hell of a lot more than a headache to control.
Ichigo shut up.
The walk was silent down to the bottom floor. No one looked at them, and they looked at no one. Every now and then both of them would gain contact of one another, but hichigo always settled it with a cold glare. Ichigo didn't like it one bit.
There was a car waiting for them outside, which held one of their helpers. Ichigos longtime friend, yoruichi, was in the drivers compartment. He's known her for as long as he could remember. Ichigo trusted her with his life, and any more he had. He trusted her with secrets, job information, his personal issues, everything. Which was why he was glad she would work with the two of them on this mission.
"strawberry-kun! Long time no see!" yoruichi waved to her best friend, ichigo, who was walking towards the car. A few steps behind him an albino was walking, which she guessed was the one and only hichigo. They look just like doubles! FREAKY!
"hey, yoruichi" ichigo smiled a bit, opening the back door to the sleek black car. He poped inside, followed by a scowling hichigo.
"so, what have you been up to, ichi?" the purplette said, chiming as she started to drive off. The woman looked back to meet the albinos cold gaze, and almost flinched. Her gaze turned into a scowl. "hello, im yoruichi, ichigos long-time friend. Your hichigo, right?" she queried, turning back to look at the road ahead of her.
"yeah" hichigo said gruffly. He didn't have the patience to talk to another whiny bitch. Why, oh why, did he always have to meet kinds of chicks like this? Did god like to shit on him?
"ah-…." Yoruichi stopped. The albino looked like he was in a pissy mood at the time, so she decided to leave it at that. But she wondered….just what in the world was wrong with him?
Ichigo watched their short conversation with concern. Hichigo looked like he was about ready to burst open at any moment, sort of like he wanted to kill someone. Not like when they were both killing, with grins. More like he wanted to create a massacre. Wouldn't that be nice.
After a few long minutes of silence, ichigo decided to speak up to hichigo. "h-hichigo, look, im sorry-" he didn't get even a full sentence out, before hichigo turned to him with a cold glare.
With his jaw clenched, hichigo reached out and closed the divider in the car. The purple haired lady seemed to give them an odd glance, but then ignored it.
"sorry for what?" hichigo growled. He didn't have the patience for this right now. He didn't want to talk to ichigo. He didn't want to talk to the purple freak. He didn't want to talk to anyone. And most of all, he DIDN'T want to discuss what they were about to discuss. Fuck, if there was a way to get around it, he would take it.
Ichigo stiffened a bit, looking down. He couldn't meet his partners eyes, for they were clouded with so much rage that it was hard to look at. it startled the orangette that he could so much as put that much anger into someone. He baffled him at the same time, too.
"im sorry for whatever I said to get you so angry, i-I just… im…I don't even know" ichigo muttered, putting a hand on his forehead. He didn't even know what he was supposed to apologize for. How could he do this? The albino was making him more tense every second, and now it was getting hard to talk. What could he do!
"you don't even know what got me angry! See, this is what pisses me off!" hichigo started, "a relationship is something that would just get in the way! Does THAT ring a bell? A fucking RELATIONSHIP would just get in the way! So what, am I a pushover or something? Would just get in the way. I would get in the way? Do I get in the way now? Cause honestly, I don't think I do! What do you think! Do I GET IN THE FUCKING WAY?" hichigo growled out, his eyes narrowing at he talked. "that's what made me angry. You just had to say a relationship is something that would just get in the way!"
Ichigo flinched. Then flinched again. That's what got him so angry? What he said? "l-look, your now in the way-"
"well, then clear it up for me! Because you seem to say I AM!" hichigo said, his eyes boring holes into ichigos. He was so pissed off right now. Ichigo didn't even know what was wrong with him the whole time? Fuck, it pissed him off. Pissed him off. Pissed him off. Pissed him THE FUCK OFF!
"LISTEN TO ME!" ichigo suddenly shouted, his own anger taking over. "I don't know how you think you in the way, but you're not! if you knew anything, you would know that I take my work seriously! My job as an assassin means a lot to me, don't you know that? Yes, im attracted to you. Yes, id seemingly be willing to throw some of my life away for you, and YES, I'd run infront of a bullet for you, but DON'T YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME? I need this job, for everyone I know. It's what im good at. and if it was possible, id work in a relationship with this job! But it just isn't possible!" ichigo hollered, his own eyes narrowing. He was planning on being cool and collected, but fuck, it didn't seem like that anymore.
Hichigo glared. His teeth were grinding together and outrageous force, trying, if anything, not to burst out.
What came out, though, was nothing more than a hurt whisper. "couldn't you even…try?" hichigo murmured, looking down at the car floor. He understood where ichigo was coming from, what why couldn't he even TRY to work a relationship in with his job? Was it not even worth it to him?
The albinos lips started to quiver. Emotions took place of his downright anger at the time, washing away and feeling of life inside him. now, all that was left was an outer core. Wetness started to drip down one eye, clouding his vision at the moment. He didn't want to do this, he didn't want to cry. But he did. His features screwed up, his pale, chapped lip quivering even more than before.
Ichigos eyes widened. What was….? He noticed a tear slip down. T-tears? Hichigo was crying? What-?
"couldn't you even just…TRY?" hichigo shouted, looking back up at ichigo with wide, hurt eyes. He wasn't thinking when he pushes ichigo as far away from him as he could, making ichigo slam into his door. Hichigo on his own curled into a ball, far, far away from ichigo.
Ichigo just stared for a moment, not knowing what to do. Ever so slowly, he closed back up again, scooting closer to hichigo. His tanned hand came up and tried to touch hichigo, but it was only whisked away by a pale reflection of his hand. The orangette tried again, but was whisked away at the same pace.
Ichigo didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to say, what to think, what to….he just didn't know. So he did what was instinct. He leaned in and captured hichigos wrists with one hand before they came up to attack him again, holding them down. Hichigo struggled a bit under the orangette capture, but steel grip still held him. with ichigos un-used hand, he held it up to capture the albinos chin.
Golden orbs staring into milky yellow ones for what seemed like forever. Neither hichigo nor ichigo moved for a while, they just sat there, with ichigo almost completely on top of the albino. But, within a quick motion, all space with lost.
Ichigo crashed lips onto hichigos suddenly, causing a slight bit of panic in hichigos eyes. Both of their eyes were wide open, staring at eachother as ichigos mouth forced hichigos to move. It didn't take much, but hichigo gave in.
The kiss was harsh, ichigos lips bruising against hichigos. Their pink and white skin moved together for what seemed like forever, like nothing was thought but the fact that they were kissing.
Damn right, they were kissing.
Hichigo had been waiting for that contact forever. He didn't know what to think besides the fact that they were, indeed, kissing.
After a few long moments, ichigo pulled back, letting the albino go. Hichigo almost whined at the loss of contact, but decided to ignore it. Ichigo backed away from him, and hichigo sat up slowly. Silence spread between the two, only the faint sound of an engine working polluting the silence.
Ichigo finally took a deep breath. "If you want…ill try it." He murmured, looking back at hichigo to search for his reaction.
Hichigo froze.
ichigo is actually going to try a relationship between the two? Honestly? No joke? The albino could almost jump in joy. Ichigo was going to actually try a relationship with him! it was news to hear.
The albino smiled.
Thank you, ichigo!