Chapter 2: Crack and Steroids
"So let me get this straight." Rukia was sitting at her desk. She was leaning back in her chair, arms crossed over her chest. Her eyes were closed, interpreting what Ichigo just said. Ichigo was standing in front of her desk, hands in his pockets and just about to loose his temper because he has just explained the whole story to Rukia about 20 times. They were in their empty history class which had just broke for lunch 10 minutes ago and Ichigo was getting really hungry. "So you saw a troll and a girl soul without the Chain of Fate." She opened her eyes and saw Ichigo roll his eyes and nod. "And this "Thing"." She quoted the word 'thing' with her fingers and continued, "Had a name and threw a Hollow at your head." She said solemnly and then she started yelling. "Are you joking me!? I have never heard so much foolishness in my life! Trolls haven't existed like that for about 500 years! And the girl soul without the Chain of Fate! The last soul like that died in 1566!"
"Well I'm so sorry that you disapprove! 'Cause I know what I saw! And it was a troll and a girl soul without . . . what ever that thing is!" Ichigo had just lost his temper for the second time today, so he took his hands out of his pockets and slammed them on the desk. He leaned over the desk and started yelling in her face.
Rukia gritted her teeth. She stood up quickly, so that the chair she was sitting on was sent flying backwards, she also slammed her hands on the desk and started yelling in Ichigo's face. "Do you know what I think Ichigo?! I think you're on drugs! Steroids and crack! That's why your so mean; ROID-RAGE! That's why you saw that troll and that girls soul; DELUSIONAL if you ask me! You're on steroids and crack! HA HA! I knew it!"
"One, I'm not of steroids! I'm just a low tolerance for VERY annoying people like you! Two, Crack is for fucked-up, no life losers that say crack is their only friend because THEY HAVE NONE!" Ichigo was yelling so loud that you could hear him outside in the hallway.
Rukia smirked and chuckled. "Heh, just like you." The smirk grew on her face. She was playing, asking, wanting him to blow his lid and explode, which he was about to when:
"This is a bad time, no?" they heard a voice behind them and stopped fighting immediately. Rukia looked over Ichigo's shoulder and just stopped; thinking, breathing, everything. She couldn't believe what she set her eyes upon. Ichigo on the other hand stood there mesmerized by the British accent and that soothing, beautiful voice. But when he snapped back to reality, he turned around quickly and saw the girl soul from before. She giggled and smiled so sweetly, "So it is a good time." She giggled again.
Ichigo looked over his shoulder at Rukia; who had this look of surprise. His eyes followed her as she came out from behind him. "I guess you can say that." Ichigo said keeping his eyes on Rukia because he was getting pleasure from that look of surprise and defeat. Then it hit him like he had just been hit by a train, like a soccer ball to the head, like . . . –you get my point- . . . . "Wait," he interrupted the silence and both Rukia and the girl were looking at him. He pointed a finger at the girl, not meanly but like he was trying to figure something out. "You were going to tell me something later, what is it?"
The girls smile disappeared which turned into a frown. Her head tilted to the side in confusion. She then gasped and jumped like she figured out what e was saying. "Ohh that," Ichigo nodded and she giggled, "I'll tell you later." Ichigo grunted and before he could say anything else she turned to Rukia. "You are Rukia Kuchiki, yes?"
Rukia nodded having nothing to say but stare at the soul which she thought that was lost forever and for never to come back. The most powerful soul in the whole universe, The Soul of an Angel, The Soul of Maura Anima. Rukia remembered learning about the stuff she did in the academy, how she purified the world with her voice in song, how she made the rain fall with her tears, and when she died the world perished in Ice Ages, the plague and natural disasters. But the other thing the Soul Society said was that her soul has been hiding till one day her soul can be fully restored and loved by a Soul Reaper. A Soul Reaper that could love her and protect her during anything. And if they could love her or protect her during anything, the world would parish and . . . that wouldn't be too good. "You're teaching him well," Rukia's thoughts were interrupted by Maura's voice and Rukia saw that Maura was talking about Ichigo. "He's strong and unpredictable. He's turning into a wonderful Soul Reaper, Rukia."
"Thank you, Ms. Anima." Rukia then bowed, "Your opinion means so much." And really her opinion really did matter. Even though she was dead, she still said that she was teaching Ichigo the best she could do and knowing that the most powerful Wicken in the world admired her work, she felt that she did something right for once.
Ichigo looked at the girl soul and then to Rukia; who was bowing for some strange reason. He scratched the top of his head, "Will someone tell what's going on?"
The girl soul giggled and then spoke with soft words that made Ichigo melt inside once again, "Well I must leave you. Rukia, Ichigo good day." She bowed and then disappeared.
Ichigo was still scratching his head when she disappeared. He looked to Rukia who had a small smile plastered to her face and Ichigo was too confused to know what the hell happened and why Rukia was smiling. "Okay . . .?" but then it all washed over him and realized that she knew his name! "Wait, how the hell does she know my name!?" Ichigo screamed and looked at Rukia. Rukia started laughing and started to walk out of the classroom to have lunch. "What!?" Ichigo chased after her, "Do not laugh! STOP LAUGHING!" He yelled. And by that stupid command Rukia laughed even harder making him even madder and they walked out the classroom.
