The Day I Fell In Love with My Best Friend
Ichigo Kurosaki is well known for being the university's famous heartthrob and that overshadows the fact that he's also a notorious heart-breaker. One day he makes a mistake of messing with the wrong girl causing him to lose the chance of ever being with his one true love.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach (yet, and I don't think I will any time soon :D)
Chapter 2: Believe Me
Fuck... Not here...
Fuck... Not here either...
But where...?
Where. The. Fuck. Are. You!?
Morning classes should be over by now, right!?
Goddammit Uryuu Ishida.
Ichigo cursed inside his head. He's been walking around the campus looking for his four-eyed friend. Heck, maybe he's explored every inch of this place TWICE already and there was still no sign of his fucking friend. BUT he had to admit, the search would have been much easier if he wasn't too busy keeping himself an "invisible entity" from everyone else. Well sure it's an open campus but he was afraid that someone might recognize him—wait... recognize? Who the fuck would recognize him in this state!? Man, even HE couldn't tell that it was himself looking at the mirror since it wasn't really a "He" looking back but a "She". He pulled the tip of his cap lower to cover his face.
Why the hell is this happening to me!?
Why me!?
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes shut. This is probably the worst day ever. He spent hours in his room trying to convince himself that this was just a really horrible nightmare, he even tried going back to bed but everything about it was real... A little too real, his voice, his new parts, his missing part, the more he tried to deny it, the more he was proven wrong. Now, after spending hours asking "why?" and "how?" he felt like going crazy! He couldn't stay alone like that inside the dormitory room anymore, which was why he needed to talk to someone or else he's really going to explode. And the first thing that came into his mind was Ishida—someone logical to talk to might knock some sense in the situation. He hoped. So he put on one big gray shirt and some sweat pants. He pulled up his long orange locks and hid them inside a cap. He stared at his reflection on the mirror one last time.
You're a girl... He began which stung a bit.
Inside a boy's dormitory... Wearing a shirt, sweatpants and boxers...?
He mentally face palmed at that.
Well, I don't have a bra either... He added and that REALLY stung him right there because truth be told, he needs it. His breasts weren't that noticeable if he hunched his back. He observed.
So I'll do that. He advised.
Okay, I'm ready.
I. CAN. NOT. LET ANYONE AT ALL. FIND OUT ABOUT THIS. He told himself in determination before he sneaked out of the building.
It was a good thing not much people were in the vicinity when he went out. Most of them had classes.
Ichigo sighed.
Including him. He had classes too, but he couldn't care less about it. Although, he'd gladly go to class if ever that was the answer to his situation.
He opened his eyes and he was back to reality after remembering what he had gone through this morning. And now to focus on the task at hand—Finding Uryuu Ishida. Damn, he's really tired now and that annoyed him more. Was it because of this body? He groaned again then began marching and taking on heavy steps of anger.
Fuck you Ishida, I swear to god if I see you I'm gonna—
His trail of thoughts were cut off when someone bumped into him. The impact was so strong he ended up falling on his butt.
"Shit," He cursed through gritted teeth. It really hurt. Some of his long hair covered his face and his cap was on the ground with him. He looked up and glared at the culprit which seemed to have not been affected by the hit at all.
"Tsch, you bitch. Watch where you're going!" The guy yelled. He had a bit of a toned body and a smug face on. Ichigo didn't know him but he'll sure as hell pay for what he did. He was ready to shot back a retort when someone else cut in the conversation.
"That's no way to talk to a lady," And as soon as the guy turned to face the person who spoke he was met with a fist on the face and was sent crashing to the ground. The guy who went stumbling was ready to fight back when he suddenly realized who his attacker was.
The attacker adjusted his glasses then glared at his victim saying, "So? What are you waiting for? Go before I completely destroy your face." The poor sap just quickly ran off without even looking back. Ichigo didn't even notice that he was still on the ground watching everything that happened. He only noticed it when his saviour offered him a hand.
"Hey, you okay?" The hero asked with a concerned tone but all Ichigo could do was look back and forth at the hand being offered and the face of the person offering it. Then all of a sudden, all his stress from looking for this guy the whole day came back.
"Ishida..." Ichigo began then he stood up by himself without taking the offered hand. "WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!? I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU THE WHOLE FREAKIN' DAY!?" He burst.
Ishida on the other hand was confused by the woman's sudden outburst.
"Excuse me? Do I know you?" He asked in a sincere tone.
"Oh come on! It's ME you idiot!" Ichigo yelped but surely, that wasn't enough to help Ishida realize who he really was talking to so the young man replied calmly with a, "I-I'm sorry. I really can't remember who you are. But if we really have met before, just as what you are suggesting, it would be impossible for me not to remember the name of a beautiful lady such as yourself."
Ichigo was about to reply when something in his friend's words hit him.
OH FUCK. DID HE JUST...?
"Fuck Ishida... Were you just hitting on me just now!? Oh my god that's disgusting! GROSS!" Ichigo yelped punching his friend's arm.
Again, Ishida was guilty and surprised by the other person's words and actions, "W-what? I was just saying—"
"I know what you're saying! And it's gross, so stop it. I'm just gonna pretend I didn't hear it," Ichigo added scowling then pinching the bridge of his nose while he tried to erase the memory of Ishida's words.
"Look, I really don't know who you are. And with the way you talk to me, you're acting like you know me so well—"
"And I do! And you know me too," Ichigo grabbed his friend's collar and pulled him closer. He looked around first before he whisper screamed, "It's me stupid! It's ICHIGO! ICHIGO KUROSAKI!"
Ishida pulled back from the weird woman's grip, "Ichigo? So you're looking for Ichigo. He didn't go to school today, sorry."
"No stupid! I AM ICHIGO!" Ichigo corrected.
Damn, and I really thought you were smart. Ichigo added in his head.
Ishida stared at the woman for a moment then adjusted his glasses once again, "Alright, maybe that bump hit you harder than—"
"Okay... okay... I get it, you won't believe me. But I'm gonna prove it. Ask me anything," Ichigo dared.
Ishida eyed the girl for a moment then shook his head, "I'm sorry miss, I really don't have time for this." He was about to walk away when the young woman grabbed his arm, "First year high school, I saved your life from being beaten into a pulp by a bunch of guys who were bullying you. They got mad because you called them "imbecile" which I doubt they knew what it meant," Ichigo explained but Ishida was still going so he continued pulling.
"And, we lost, because we were both wimps! Then we were confined to your dad's hospital. We swore to be stronger together and we've been friends since then! Come on, Ishida that's practically our back story!" This time Ishida looked back.
"Look here girl I've never met my whole life, so what if you know that story. Ichigo probably told you that! So what are you suppose to be? Girl number 33?"
"31 was next actually, but whatever. I really am Ichigo! Okay, you think I was told that story? Then what if I tell you something only Ichigo—I mean me and you would know?"
Now this will be interesting. Ishida thought looking at the girl suspiciously and waiting for her to continue.
"Okay, what do you know?" He asked curiously.
"When we were in second year we sneaked in the girl's locker room and stole a bra. We fought over it until we were back in the hospital. It was stupid because it was a baby bra. On third year we both had a crush on our biology teacher so we'd drop a pen while she shifts from one leg to the other when she's sitting cross legged in front of the class. When I'm failing a subject you take the test for me by writing my name on the test paper, once you were mad and you misspelled my name on purpose. And I was teased about it for an entire school year."
Ichigo went on with more stories and Ishida's eyebrows furrowed deeper the more he listened to everything the girl was saying. Every tale, every detail was so accurately told.
Slowly Ishida was mentally arguing with himself.
Could this girl really be... no... no that's impossible.
But only the real Ichigo would know of these things. Ichigo noticed that his friend was a little spaced out, "Come on Ishida! I'm running out of stories, everything I told you is true and you know it! Only you and I know about them, I swear! What do you want me to do so that you'll believe me!?" Ishida didn't reply.
"Look! I woke up looking like this and I have no idea how it happened!? Do you have any Idea how hard that was!? I thought I was going crazy! And I think I really will if my best friend won't even believe me!"
"I'm your best friend?" Ishida finally spoke with a raised eyebrow.
Ichigo was taken aback by the question, "W-well yeah... I guess. I mean for a smart guy, you were the only one stupid enough to do all those crazy stuff with me... so..." He mumbled embarrassed while he scratched the back of his head.
"Okay fine," Ishida said in defeat.
"So you believe me?" Ichigo's face lit up.
"Nope but I will if you answer this correctly."
Ichigo prepared himself, "Okay, shoot."
Whatever this question is, how hard could it be?
Ishida adjusted his glasses before he spoke, "Ichigo has a girl that he likes. Tell me who she is and I'll believe you."
Ichigo froze, "What? Is that a trick question?"
"Nope."
"But there is no one—"
"You have 10 seconds."
Ichigo's brain panicked for a name.
A girl?
But there is no one! He reasoned.
"W-wait!" He yelped but the countdown continued.
"8, 7, 6,"
"Shit. Not fair!"
"5, 4, 3,"
"THERE REALLY IS NO ONE!" He yelled angrily.
"2, 1. And time's up. Well, see yah later then," Ishida began walking away but he stopped when he heard the girl spoke again.
"Rukia Kuchiki."
Ishida looked back and saw that the other person had her head down, her orange hair covering her face.
The girl continued with a monotonous tone, "That's who... you wanted me to say... right?"
This time Ichigo looked up, "Well, I don't like her so fine! If you don't want to believe me, I'll just figure a way out of this myself!" He yelled then walked past Ishida when suddenly his arm was grabbed.
"Ichigo."
"What!?" He yelled back angrily. Then it hit him, "Wait, you called me Ichigo... Does that mean you believe me!?"
"No," Ishida simply replied.
"Goddammit Ishida," Ichigo cursed gritting his teeth.
"I'll admit, you do have same colour eyes and hair, you know the stories and you somehow act like him, but big deal. But for all I know, you might still be just a notorious stalker," Ishida reasoned.
"So, you sort of believe me?" Ichigo asked but Ishida didn't answer.
"I'll take that as a maybe and that's way better than a no," Ichigo pointed out.
"So do you have everything you need?" Rukia asked one more time. The other girl counted the bags once more before replying "Yes" with a huge smile.
"Oh Momo, promise me that you'll behave yourself there," Rukia said teasingly.
Momo sat beside Rukia on the bed and held her hand, "I will and I'll be leaving some of my stuff to you, you'll take care of them right?"
"Thanks a lot, I'll take care of them, I promise," Rukia answered then suddenly she was crushed by a very tight hug.
"Oh I'm gonna miss you so much," Momo said almost ready to cry.
Rukia hugged her friend back with the same amount of force, "I will too." Then they began to chuckle. "Oh Momo, what will we do without you?"
"Oh honey you'll do just fine. And with that I'll give you the sweetest present I could ever give," Momo then peck her friend's lips.
"Wow. Strawberry," Rukia said upon tasting the lipstick on her lips.
"Yes, a good luck 'strawberry' kiss," Momo said with a wink and Rukia blushed knowing that there was an underlying meaning in that statement, "I'm leaving the lipstick to you too okay? Use it wisely, okay?"
"Okay."
Suddenly, Momo's phone rang. She talked to someone for a moment. When the call ended, she stood up and looked around the room once more. "I'm gonna miss this place," she said as if reminiscing all the memories she had in it.
"And it will miss you. Is it time to go?"
"Yup."
"Come on, I'll walk you out," Rukia offered standing up and Momo followed.
"Hey, do you want me to find someone else to take my place for you?" Momo asked as she picked up one of the bags.
"Nah, I'm sure I'll find someone soon."
Ichigo and Ishida were walking when they saw the familiar sight of a certain raven haired girl.
"Rukia!" Ishida called out waving a hand but Ichigo just groaned and tried to hide his face through the tip of his cap.
"Oh hey Ishida!" Rukia waved back walking towards them.
"Hey, you headed to work?"
"Class actually. You?"
"Heading home."
"I see," Rukia couldn't help but notice the other person Ishida was with.
"So... who's...?" She didn't even finish the question knowing that Ishida knew what she meant.
"Oh, this girl?" He nodded towards the other person, "Just a crazy person who's been following me around."
"Hey! I am not crazy!" Ichigo bellowed.
"Um... Hi. I'm Rukia Kuchiki. You are?" She offered a hand to the mysterious girl who looked at the offered hand then at her before shaking it.
"I'm Ichi—" He froze.
Oh no.
"Ichi?" Rukia repeated in confusion.
"Ichi... um..." Ichigo was lost for words when Ishida butt in.
"Ichi," He corrected. "It's short for Yumichi."
"Y-yeah..." Ichigo agreed with a nervous chuckle.
"Oh, Yumichi...?" Rukia said waiting for the other to say her last name.
"Yumichi... Kuro...saki...?"
This time he wanted to smack himself.
"Kurosaki? Are you related to Ichigo?" Ichigo looked at Ishida frantically who gave him a raised eyebrow as a reaction.
"I... um... who?" He ended up saying.
"You know, Ichigo Kurosaki, you don't know him?" Rukia said really surprised.
"I... I'm new," He reasoned simply.
"Oh, I see. Kurosaki is a bit of a common surname I guess. Well, I better go now."
"Oh wait. By the way, Rukia," Ishida spoke, "Is there by chance you know any vacant dorm room?"
"Vacant? Oh, mine is. Momo just left for the states this morning. Why? Is it for Ichi?"
"Yes."
"What!?" Ichigo roared in shock.
"Oh great! I'm looking for a new roommate. If you like you could check it out first it's called the Shirayuki. It's really cosy I'm sure you'll like it," Rukia explained.
"Yeah, I'm sure she'll like it," Ishida added putting an arm around Ichigo's shoulder which he completely shrugged off immediately.
"Well, I really hope you do, I badly need a replacement for Momo, 'cause you know, I can't possibly afford the rent on my own with my small salary, if I don't find someone soon, I might be forced to move out and I've been really fond of that place too... so...," She didn't finish and just smiled although it looked like a sad one.
There was a pause when Ichigo finally spoke.
"Fine. I'll take it. Wherever it is," He muttered scratching the back of his head.
"Really?" Ishida and Rukia said at the same time.
"Oh um... Do you want to check it out fir—" Rukia was cut off.
"No, I said I'll take it already didn't I... geez..."
Rukia blinked twice then her face lit up and hugged the new girl tightly. "Oh thank you! I promise you, you won't regret it."
"Y-yeah whatever," Ichigo muttered trying to stop himself from blushing because of the sudden contact. Rukia then asked for Ichi's phone number. But of course they can't possibly give her that because that would just be Ichigo's number which Rukia already has. Ishida just reasoned that since Ichi was new, she didn't have a phone yet, so he ended up getting Rukia's number instead and Rukia getting his.
"I'll meet you there after my class okay? Or you can go on ahead and talk to the landlady if you like. I'll text her about it."
"Yeah, yeah," Ichigo lazily replied avoiding eye contact.
Rukia let out a blissful sigh, "Oh wow. I'm so happy. Today is totally my lucky day."
"Good for you," Ishida added.
"Say, where is Ichigo by the way?" She asked looking around.
"He's um... somewhere... I don't know," He replied with a shrug.
"Oh, he's not around? Well, no wonder I'm having such a good day," she said with a giddy smile before saying good bye and walking off.
"That bitch..." Ichigo hissed as soon as the petite girl was out of sight. Her comment alone made his eye twitch in annoyance. Then he turned to Ishida. "And you! What's with the dorm!?"
"Well, girls are not allowed to stay at Zangetsu it's a men's dormitory," Ishida explained.
Ichigo groaned in irritation, "And what's with 'Yumichi' huh?"
"What? That's better than actually saying 'Ichigo', which by the way was what you were about to say, plus YOU stupidly mentioned that your surname is Kurosaki."
"I-I couldn't think straight. I panicked," He reasoned crossing his arms over his now busty chest.
"As always. Anyways, the new dorm would be better than having you sneak around in Zangetsu. Plus, you'll be with Rukia, I'm sure you'll have lots of fun."
Ichigo scowled, "Will you stop doing that?"
"Doing what?"
"Pairing me with her. It's annoying."
"I'm not pairing you with her, I'm simply saying that—"
"Just shut up." He said as if completely ending the conversation.
The two of them continued to walk their way when another familiar person crossed paths with them once again. She just stood there blocking their track. They stared at her for a moment when all of a sudden she let out a smirk.
"So it did work," She said.
"Hello Orihime, Ichigo's not—" Ishida tried to talk casually but she quickly cut him off.
"Hello Ishida," She greeted back then she turned to the girl who was scowling deeply at her. Orihime grinned as she spoke, "Hello Ichigo, you look... different."
Ichigo's eyes widened at what the young woman just said.
She knows.
That could only mean one thing.
Ichigo felt himself trembling in anger.
This bitch will pay for what she did.
A/N: Hi guys! I was thinking of posting this chapter tomorrow but I got excited so I posted it now. Okay, I have to admit, this was hard. I'm having a hard time figuring out whether to use what kind of pronouns when I refer to Ichigo. You know, whether it should be feminine or masculine. Well, anyway, I hope that didn't confuse you as much as it did me. Haha I'm really happy with the feedback I got from the first chapter. I'm glad you guys liked it. Thank you so much. I'll try to keep the writing mood on for you guys. Sorry for the errors, I was really confused most of the time haha so I hope you keep on reviewing and encouraging. Your suggestions and comments are very much loved. ILY guys and God bless :P
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