Electric Feel
I stretched my arms above my head and yawned. My eyes were lined with crust and my mouth wet at the sides from drool I guess.
"Ew" I grimaced as I wiped the crust and slobber away.
"Orihime! get up we're gonna be late!" someone I knew very well yelled at me from across the hall.
"I'm already up Ichigo!" I yelled back at him.
Yep, that's right. Nobody and I mean nobody knew that Ichigo and I lived together under the same roof, my roof. Both of my parents died in a plane crash when I was fourteen, there was no need for me to be in a foster home because I was too old and 'considered' adult enough to raise myself, and it wasn't like I complained about it either because my parents had enough money to support both their sides of the family if they wanted.
Anyways my house- or condo or whatever was placed right on the corner of Seritei Ave. people knew this building belonged to a very rich family ,but no one knew it belonged to me, and only me.
I sighed and shook my head clearing away my cluttering thoughts of absolutely nothing and got out of my bed to start my morning stretches. I smoothed out my skin tight stringy top and cleared away the current wedgie my short boy shorts made by picking at the sides. Taking a deep breath, I touched my toes without bending my knees (my ass promptly in the air) and exhaling slowly. Just then a low whistle was sounded at my room door and Ichigo was just standing there without a shirt and some loose shorts and staring at me like I was chocolate
bar and he was a fat kid.
I glared at him and rolled my eyes. After a few moments of me in the same position and him grinning and smirking at me like a fool I sighed and stood up, preparing to go into the bathroom. He made a disapproving sound and I turned to him, my head slightly tilted and my hand on my hip (my signature pose with tons of attitude).
"Don't stop just because I'm here, you don't wanna get rusty in gymnastics, Inoue-chan"
Hmmm...did I mention I took gymnastics? I don't think I did sorry about that, anyways yes I take gymnastics and have ten gold medals on my mahogany dresser to prove it.
I slightly blushed at the Inoue-chan nickname he just gave me so I scowled and began to do my leg stretches. Unlike most girls, I'm extremely flexible and double jointed in my hips and some other places.
With a hidden smirk of my own, I did a full split and slowly guided my hands down one leg and bent my back forward. I saw Ichigo's light blush and a slight opening in his mouth and I inwardly laughed. Now for the killer, I did a hand stand and he clapped sarcastically, then I ever so slowly spread my legs (making me look like the letter 'T').
His mouth widened more and his blush deepened. I saw him look away and turn his lower body away from me. Then he walked out of my room grumbling about how I was such a tease. I let out my held in laugh then and fell straight on my face, rubbing my carpet-burned nose, I scowled and went to the bathroom.
Glancing at my flaming hair that was all over the place from the recent handstand, I sighed and combed it out and it neatly fell around my shoulders and the middle of my back without a fuss. I parted my hair and gave myself a long bang that reached the tip of my chin, then put my hair in a neat ponytail. After doing my hair and putting on some perfume and black pearl earrings, I trudged to my closet. Opening it I was immediately overwhelmed by the colors and a enormous amount of shoes that I had to choose from.
"Ichigoo!" I called after him. I heard his footsteps come calmly and swiftly to my room and he stopped at my doorway.
"What?" he asked. I glared at him for his rude tone of voice and he just blew a kiss at me.
"Help me pick an outfit out for today please, I don't know what to do" I whined. He nodded and proceeded to my closet, he bent over and threw out some blood red pumps, a black pencil skirt that only stopped at my mid-thighs and a red v-neck that said 'Eat me I taste delicious'. My mouth dropped at his 'selection' and I smacked him on his arm.
"Ow! What the fuck?" he cursed.
"Ichigo I'm going to school not a stripper joint" I screeched.
"Well at least you'd beat out all the other strippers" he cooed.
I growled at him and he sighed grumbling to himself. He then handed me a dress-like beige sweater that stopped above my knees, long black tights, with suede beige ankle boots. I gave it a thoughtful look as Ichigo held it out to me with a bored expression on his face, the outfit was still by all means sexy with the sweater being tight fitted and all. Now that I thought about it Ichigo always picked out clothes that showed off my curves, I'll ask him about that later.
I smiled up at Ichigo and gave him a hug, making him drop the clothes on the floor. "Thanks Ichi-kun" I nuzzled my face in his neck. He made a growl of some sort from his throat and hugged me back, his arms resting above my arse. For some reason I felt the urge to wrap my legs around his waist and breathe in his manly scent, damn he wears some of the most intoxicating colognes ever. As I was off in another world, he snapped my spandex boy shorts against my skin painfully.
"Ouch! Damn it Ichi!" I glared at him.
He only smirked at me and leaned into my ear. "Your giving me a hard on by rubbing yourself on me while sniffing my neck, you'd better stop before we're late to school and 'something' happens" he chuckled a little.
He seductively put his hands on both my thighs and caressed them before UN-wrapping my legs from around him and throwing my clothes at me. I had a mega-blush on my face and my whole body was shaking with embarrassment. "Hate you Ichi!" I yelled back at him as he walking out my room. He threw his hand up behind him with a smile. "Love you too Inoue-chan"
After we both ate a quick breakfast in silence and stealing glances at each other we toke the elevator down to the garage and got into Ichigo's white Corvette (Inside was plush tan leather). With Ichigo's insane driving we got to school thirty minutes before the bell officially rung and made a grand entrance into the school.
In school Ichigo and I were totally different. We didn't talk and we didn't flirt, I even know Ichigo's cheerleader girlfriend who's name I don't remember because I think she might be the eighth one this week. His status was way higher than mine so it was natural of us not to be seen together on school grounds, this was actually an agreement we made when we first got to high school together. We were not to be seen together except entering and leaving and that was that, except Ichigo agreed to that not me but he went through with it anyway.
As Ichigo's football player friends waved him over to their table he nodded at me as his way of saying 'see you later' and off we went in our separate worlds. I looked around for Rangiku's table and there she was with Tatsuki and Rukia, I smiled to myself and started walking to their table when I
noticed the big group of cheerleaders and other popular girls surrounding them.
Tatsuki looked up from her conversation with another girl to offer me a sad, soft smile and then resuming to her conversation like she didn't just step on my feelings like her actions weren't harmful at all.
I looked down at my boots and walked to an empty table by myself and laid my head down on my folded arms. Why do I even bother to have friends like them anyway? Sure they were 'somewhat' loyal and they would protect me whenever they felt the need ,but this scenario happened on more then one occasion. When I brought this to their attention they all shrugged it off saying 'high school is a lot harder for others' and Ichigo just laughed it off as my worries catching up with me.
I bit my lip to stop myself from crying when the intercom came on.
"Attention all students in the cafeteria, there is a new transfer student in our school and he's a senior, please do your very best to make him feel welcome here at Seritei High"
The intercom went off with an annoying screech and was the only thing heard in the cafeteria filled with nothing but silence. Just then the void of silence was starting to be filled with oncoming heavy footsteps with the jangling of what sounded like chains or metal clanking together. The doors to the cafeteria were kicked open with a loud bang, causing some people to jump slightly.
My eyes widened at the most gorgeous boy I've seen other than Ichigo. His electric blue hair was what caught my eyes as soon as he walked through the door with his head held slightly up. His eyes were also lightly outlined with electric blue as well, I also found out the source of all the clanking, it was all the loose buckles from his boots and bike jacket making the noise as he walked. His hair stopped at the beginning of his back and was ruffed up a bit.
"He probably hasn't brushed it this morning" I thought.
A group of girls gasped as he looked over at them and he just winked at them making them all swoon, even Rangiku and Tatsuki. Then he turned to look at a sneering Ichigo , causing me to roll my eyes and the new guy to flip him off.
With a surprised gasp I looked straight in front of me as the new guy sat in front of me with an evil smirk as he looked me up and down.
"Now you are something to be worshiped" he laughed some. "what's a hot piece of ass like you doing over here all alone? Guys should be all over you" he spoke.
I blushed as everyone stared on at me and the new guy talking while the whole cafeteria was still in it's moments of silence. That's when Loly had the balls to say something.
"Not if you like girls with fake boobs and a flat ass" she laughed. The rest of her posse (Mila Rose, Sun sun, Appachi, Tia, and some other girl) followed suit and laughed with her.
He deathly glared them into silence and gritted his teeth. "You shouldn't be talking mosquito bite, your so fucking flat that even the carrot head over there wouldn't screw a slut like you" he dismissed her.
The new guy smirked at me and offered out his hand.
"Name's Grimmjow Jaggerjack, nice to meet you fine ass" he whistled.
That's when I narrowed my eyes at him and shook his hand anyway. "My name isn't sweet or fine ass, it's Orihime Inoue, Mr. Jagger-jack"