A/N: I think you already got used to this, ha? Yeah, you're not hallucinating...it's a second chapter. This story was so much fun that I had to update so quickly. But the third one will have to wait though, since I have some things I have to take care before I make time for it. It won't be long, but I promise it would be worth the wait.
Thanks to all of you that read the first chapter and I hope this one will be as fun as the first one. I apologize in advance for every mistake you'll find, since my English is still shaky. So read please and tell me what you think! Thank you!
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach!
The car stopped in front of a larger building, as the engine slowly, but surely, turned off. The two that were sitting inside of it took a look around and saw the complex of buildings surrounding them.
"Byakuya sure didn't go cheap on you, ha?" Orange-top said, glancing around.
"Oh, you're the one to talk. The whole army could live in that place of yours." Raven-haired girl said, following the almost never-ending line of the buildings around them. She snapped back, and opened the door. "Come on, we need to hurry. There are a lot of things I need to finish before tonight."
"Stop reminding me of that. It's enough that I have to go." Ichigo said following her movement and getting out himself. He took his keys and went back to open the trunk.
"Do you need help with that?" Rukia glanced in his way, seeing him struggle with her bags.
"Nah, I can handle this. You go get your key." She nodded and turned on her heel. Ichigo followed her with his eyes, to make sure if the nearest building was in fact hers, so he wouldn't carry around her bags because he got the entrance wrong.
Before she entered her supposed building, Rukia took one more look around. Ichigo was definitely right, Byakuya really did make sure she would live somewhere comfy. She didn't mind living in dorms, but when she said that to him, he shook it off quickly and told her she would get the best accommodation he can find in this place. He did that sometimes. Even though they had a complicated history together, and most of the time they didn't get along…better yet, didn't talk at all, she could always find moments like these where she saw that he was acting like a family, like her brother. Those moments weren't happening often, but still…it was enough for Rukia.
"Welcome Ms Kuchiki." The usher said, bowing slightly. He was wearing dark blue uniform, and he stood on the entrance. Rukia raised an eyebrow hearing her last name come from this man's mouth, but she shook it of reminding herself that this wasn't anything out of the order. Byakuya probably made sure they are informed of her arrival. "Do you need help with your suitcases?" The man said, smiling gently.
"No, thank you. That's been handled as we speak." She said coldly, just a hint of politeness decorating her voice. The man nodded. "Although, I have a question."
"Whatever you need Ms Kuchiki." Usher said, bowing again.
"Where am I supposed to go to sign in for my key?" This all looked more as a hotel to Rukia, than as a plain building. But it wasn't anything she didn't saw before.
"Oh, that. I can help with that. Follow me, please." Rukia nodded, and followed the man inside.
The interior was rich, decorated with mostly that dark-blue color the user's uniform was. The ceiling was high and it was nicely illuminated. She followed the man to the wooden desk, which looked more as a counter. There stood a person, wearing slightly different uniform, but still similar enough so anyone could guess they work for the same company. The two men nodded to each other and the one behind that counter turned to look at Rukia, mild smile on his face.
"Ah, I see you arrived. Welcome Ms Kuchiki. My name is Kaito and if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask." Rukia nodded and thanked him. "Here is your key. Your room is on the fifth floor. Do you need help with your suitcases?" As soon as Rukia took the key and Kaito there finished the question, there was a loud bump behind them. When she turned around she saw Ichigo standing helpless on the entrance, one of her bags lying on the floor.
"No, thank you. This idiot will do." She said, and went towards the man in question, helping him picking up her bag.
"Damn it, what the hell did you pack in here?" Ichigo asked, still struggling with her bags.
"Oh shut up. Come on, I got the key." Rukia said quickly and they went towards the elevator. It took them a minute or two to load all her bags in, but they managed it…somehow. She pressed the button that said 5, and as soon as the elevator door closed some mild music started and both of them unknowingly let out a deep breath. They stood like that in silence, Rukia thinking about her new place, and Ichigo just trying to catch a breath.
When the door opened, they both exited, carrying Rukia's stuff. She took one look at the key chain in her hand and sighed.
"It should be just down the hall." He followed her lead and soon enough they stopped in front of a door that had the same number as the key chain she held. "This is it." She said starring at closed door in front of them.
"Oh, just give me that!" Ichigo snapped, dropping down her bags and taking a key from her hand. "I hate when you take those weird moments, starring at something. Just unlock it, so we can get this shit in." He said and unlocked the door, swinging it wide open.
They both stooped.
It was beautiful. Rukia slowly, almost as she was frightened, took one step in and her eyes went wide open as she scanned the place.
"Damn it midget, this is really something." Ichigo said, following her in.
"Yeah…"
It wasn't as big as her home, but it was exactly as she pictured it. There was a small kitchen and dining room in one, living room that had one whole wall in glass, nice bathroom and one bigger bedroom.
Ichigo went in and placed her bags near the living room sofa, taking a look around. While that was happening, Rukia moved around like she was on drugs and he chuckled, seeing how exited she became.
"Alright, I have to go now. I'll see you at eight!"
"Okay, okay…just don't be late. We can't afford any mistakes tonight." She said, not even looking at him. She was busy admiring her new place.
"Yeah, I got that already." Ichigo said waving her of and exiting her place. When she heard the door slam, she finally snapped back and placed her bag and one purple case, which were still in her hands on sofa near her suitcases and sat beside it.
Rukia inhaled a deep breath and relaxed on the cushions behind her, giving herself few moments of peace to think. She turned her head to look at that purple case near her and smiled, following the silver engravings on it with her index finger.
"We're finally here, aren't we?" She asked, almost whispering.
There weren't many things she cherished in her life, but the case and the thing inside it were one of them. It was dark purple and on the left bottom corner there was a silver butterfly engraved. Right beneath it there were initials that said K.R. and her smile widened. This was all she needed. She would gladly trade her apartment, her car and every other thing she owned for that purple case.
I need to call brother, she thought grabbing her bag to find her phone. When she dialed it took only two rings for her brother to answer.
"Hello."
"Hello, brother. I just wanted to let you know that I arrived safely and to thank you for the apartment." Rukia said, trying with all her force to sound calm. She was nervous every time she had to talk to the man, and to this day she didn't know why.
"That is good. Are you content with the accommodation?"
"Yes, brother. It's beautiful, thank you."
"And dinner?" Rukia almost sighed. He always loved to go straight to the point.
"I will attend that later tonight."
"With Kurosaki?" He said more roughly.
"Yes brother, Ichigo is invited too."
"I expect I won't be getting any complaints from headmaster."
"You won't brother."
"Good." She barely had time to say goodbye, before the call ended and she let out a deep breath, feeling as if a large rock was lifted from her chest. I guess I still have some time before the dinner to call Rangiku.
Rukia didn't have many friends, even though her status and wealth made it seem as if she would be surrounded with people. That was not the case. She only had two real friends and they were with her for some time now. Matsumoto Rangiku was one of those two friends. Blonde-haired girl that was sometimes too impulsive even for Rukia, was the kindest person she met. The exterior of the girl never gave away that feel, but underneath it all there was a person Rukia adored…even though sometimes she was tempted to smack the girl. And Rangiku probably felt the same about Rukia sometimes.
The two were almost complete opposites. When Rangiku would always do whatever she liked or was in the mood for, Rukia was much reserved person. Once Rangiku told her that underneath it all there was a beast living in Rukia and that she was sure that beast would break free sometime soon.
But even though her blond-haired friend seemed carefree and always ready for party, Rukia knew better. She was there when Rangiku's whole life came crashing down on her and she saw other sides of that beautiful girl. After all that Rukia learned to respect her, when she saw how much strength it took for that girl to stand on her two feet again. And not once did the girl complain. Rukia respected that.
Those two people, her two friends, almost made her feel as if she didn't have a life before she met them.
He was still lying on his bed, even though the girl left half an hour ago. His clear teal eyes starred at the ceiling as he contemplated about what just happened. At least he had some fun. I'm starting to sound as Grimmjow more and more every day, he though running a hand trough his white hair, closing his eyes. And the worst part about it all was that he didn't even care.
After few minutes of silence he stood up and sat on the edge of his bed, placing his head in his hands. He was bored. And the practice rooms were closed till Monday. And he had that event with those annoying people tonight. He saw the faces for the last three years. And it was always the same.
He stood up, only wearing his boxers, and went to take a shower. It was still early. He could at least go get some food, since those small appetizers those people served and claimed as a main dish were never enough. But before he took of his boxers, he heard his phone ring and he went back into his living room. When he saw the name on the screen his eyes went wide open and he thought about should he answer it…or not. He almost forgot the name, because it was a long time since he saw it, let alone heard it. Still, he wondered what she wants…
"Yes?" He said unsure and heard a really loud and girly laugh on the other end. And if he even forgot about her, this sure reminded him of everything.
"Hitsugaya Toshiro!" The girl almost sang it and he frowned.
"What do you want?"
"Oh gods, you haven't changed at all." She said happily. "I'm glad. How have you been?" She said more calmly.
"Good. Although, I'm surprised hearing from you. And curious about this phone call." He said coldly. But he knew that probably didn't bother her. She knew him very well.
"Meany!" She said almost whining. "I just called to let you know I moved today. We're in the same school now." He almost froze on the spot. Toshiro never thought she would be qualified enough to attend this school. Guess he was wrong there. "Your grandma told me your number when I saw her last week, so I decided it has been a long time since we last saw each other. We should get some drinks! Are you free tonight?"
"Unfortunately, no. I have to attend an event sponsored by our headmaster."
"What the hell? You too? Was I the only one not invited to that shit?" That confused him.
"Well, I was planning to go to a club with a friend after it, so you are welcome to come there." He said indifferently. Toshiro knew she would bug him until she gets what she wants. But at least she wasn't as every other girl he knew. She never held any kind of interest in him, except for occasional chit chat. That felt refreshing. And he knew the girl his whole life, even though they didn't speak much. They would meet on dinners his grandma organized every year at his home, but they weren't that close…at least not as they used to be when they were little. And the last dinner she didn't even come. So, it was almost two years since he last heard of her.
"Hm… That can be arranged. I have to pick my friends from that dinner anyway, so we'll all meet there." The girl said and Toshiro agreed, flipping his phone shut and ending the call.
He sighed, leaving his phone on the table and going to his bathroom. Well, at least he won't be bored. He would probably be left alone, after Grimmjow meets her, but that didn't bother him… two flies with one swing.
"Really Rukia? How long does it take to put on a stupid dress?" The man almost yelled, standing in her living room. He felt really uncomfortable in his black suit, even though he should be already used to those things.
"Shut up, I'm almost done!" She hissed from her bedroom. The dress was already on her, she was just trying to calm her long raven locks down that fell to her shoulders and back, and almost covering her breasts. The make-up was on too. "Here, it's finished!" She said coming to the living room. Ichigo turned her way to take a look and froze.
She was beautiful. He just stood there and stared, not really aware that he was doing so. She wore a dark red dress, almost the shade of dried blood. It was a long dress, which fell to her ankles and was strapless. Heart shaped front and that long hair followed with her pale skin made her look like a noble. She wore very high heels, but they were barely noticeable because of the dress length. Her hair was down, in locks and it matched perfectly with the style she wore. She took black clutch bag and frowned.
"Oi idiot, we should go!" Rukia brushed past him, and he snapped back to reality, realizing he just stood there starring. What the hell is wrong with me?
"Y-Yeah." Ichigo said and followed her out in the hallway. After she locked the door, they hurried to the elevator. When the door closed and Rukia pressed the desired button, they fell into a silence. He could smell her light perfume and he couldn't help but to look at her with the corner of his eye. He couldn't deny it, she looked beautiful tonight.
"Nice dress midget!" She turned and glared at him for a second before her hand went down on her thigh. His eyes went wide open, confusion written on his face, when she started lifting the silk red material up.
"Look at this Kurosaki!" She said showing him her black stiletto. He lowered his head and took a look, still confused and startled. "This is a very, very high heel. If you call me a midget one more time, I'll shove this in your ass!" Yes, okay, this he understood…a threat. He would respond to that but the elevator stopped and the door went open, so Rukia hurried and went out. He followed, shaking his head. He had to ask himself one more time…what the hell was wrong with him? First that comment today and then this now.
"Where did you park?" Luckily, she was thinking too much about the event they had to attend, to even bother thinking about him. He saw that she was nervous, and understood why. Byakuya would surely get a detailed report about this evening…and Ichigo knew how much she tried to please her brother. He knew, yes, but he didn't like it. And when he thinks about it, he didn't like that dress too…at least not anymore, seeing how she turned heads when they exited on the street.
"Right there." Ichigo said pointing a finger to his SUV. He went ahead of her and she nodded and followed him. Soon enough they were inside his car and on the way. Rukia made sure he got the direction earlier this day and he didn't have much trouble finding the house. That, and overly-expensive cars parked in front of it helped too.
"Alright, this is it. Behave!" Rukia said exiting Ichigo's car and started walking to the entrance.
"How many times will you repeat that already?" He said, frowning and followed her. As they walked slowly to the mansion that belonged to the headmaster of their Academy they could hear music and low chatter coming their way. The man in a black suit, similar to the one Ichigo wore, stood on the entrance.
"Good evening. Your invitations?" The man said. Ichigo gave him two pieces of beige slick paper and he just nodded and showed them trough. The inside of the house was as expected. Decorated in mild colors and golden ornaments. Rukia saw those kinds of houses…a lot. Not many people in there, but still a lot if you take in mind who they were. They went in to a massive hall and almost every single person turned their way. The men and women scanned them and she just smiled. Ichigo and she always drove intention towards them…most of the time without even trying. She saw the hungry looks the women gave her companion and her smile widened, while she pulled Ichigo on his arm.
"I think you are being noticed, and I think they like what they see." She said jokingly and saw him frown even harder. Attention women gave him wasn't anything new to her, in fact she was used to it, so much it almost became natural. Kurosaki Ichigo was a handsome man. Tall, well build with his orange hair, he always had many girls around him. When they were in high school so many girls were in love with him, Rukia even stopped counting. But she knew, it took a lot of work for him to take an interest in a girl. He had few girlfriends, but they never lasted long. And she always felt sorry for them, since he wasn't really a guy that knew how to deal with a breakup.
"You're the one to talk. Look at them!" He said, and without any restraint motioned with his hand to a group of guys standing near them. She glanced their way and almost frowned. That attention wasn't really something she liked…or got used to in fact. Maybe I overdid it with this dress, she though, not allowing her face to change to disgust. Men were never a nice news in her life. She learned that on the hard way.
"I think I see the headmaster. We should go greet him." She said, ignoring him and he nodded tiredly.
As they walked across slightly crowded room with people dressed in expensive suits and dresses, waiters passing them and neatly dimmed atmosphere that made the room seem more elegant than already was, Rukia and Ichigo saw a grayish man, probably in his sixties, standing with two others, holding a glass of something that looked like bourbon to Rukia. He had a longer gray beard, neatly trimmed, and the man wore a dark brown suit that really did suit him. The other two though stand out more than him. Both of them were tall and if Rukia had to guess she would say they were in their forties. One on the left had a hair so white it looked as a snow to Rukia and he held a calm expression, wearing a black suit. And the other…well, he was a different story from men beside him. He had a brown longer hair, pulled in a low ponytail, beard that looked day or two old and he wore a suit so white Rukia though she would faint from just looking at it. And that red rose he stuck in his right upper pocket didn't help too. Oh, he was an extravagant, that was for sure. His expression gave away just how many of those see-through drinks he had. When three of them saw Ichigo and Rukia approaching their faces welcomed them, even though headmaster was holding a stricter look.
"Good evening Mr. Shigekuni." She said softly, politely, bowing just a little. He nodded. "My name is Kuchiki Rukia and I wanted to thank you for inviting me and my friend Kurosaki Ichigo…" She motioned slowly with her hand at the man beside her. She did this all the time, because Ichigo really didn't have the nerves. He would probably just wave him off and went his way. "…in your lovely home." She finished and a small smile washed her face. She knew how to address them, how to smile and act around those people. You can't be a Kuchiki and not learn that.
"Oh, a Kuchiki!" Before the headmaster Shigekuni Yamamoto, which was his full name, could even respond that brown-haired guy wearing a white suit interrupted smiling widely. "And a beautiful one at that matter." He added and Rukia turned to look at the man, slightly confused.
"Kyoraku, don't frighten the girl." The man with a long white hair said. He looked so calm and gentle to Rukia, as if he was a giant white marshmallow. "I apologize for my colleague behavior. My name is Ukitake Jushiro and this rude man here is Shunsui Kyoraku. Pleasure to meet you, Ms Kuchiki, Mr. Kurosaki. I heard so much about you." He said and bowed slightly. Both her and Ichigo smiled to the man. He was really pleasant.
"So I see they don't need my help with introduction." Yamamoto said, slightly amused, but still strict enough so you knew those two kind of crossed the line. "Thank you for coming here this evening. Please enjoy yourself." He finished and they nodded and thanked the man, knowing it was their time to move along.
"They seem nice." Rukia said, grabbing a glass of some drink from a waiter and Ichigo did the same.
"Yeah… although that dude with white suit seems weird, and drunk." He said and Rukia chuckled. They stopped somewhere on the side, seeing it was appropriate enough and both took a sip of their drink. "Rukia?"
"Huh?" She mumbled, lifting her head a little to look at her orange-haired friend.
"Why does everyone keep looking at us?" Ichigo asked, slightly uncomfortable and she frowned.
"You should really do your research Strawberry." Rukia said eying the room. "First of all, we are the only first year olds here and second…" She saw the way his eyes went wide, so she smirked. "…Kuchiki's are very well known here. It wouldn't surprise me if they knew I would be here, before even I did."
"What do you mean we're the only freshmen here?" Ichigo asked, surprised, ignoring the part about Kuchiki's and their fame. That he knew very well.
"Exactly that. This party is only for older students, but it doesn't surprise me that we got the invitation. It isn't against the rules, it's just unusual." She said and finished the drink in her hand, quickly replacing it with other one from the waiter that passed them. Ichigo just shot a curious glance her way and when she returned it with icy one he understood that he shouldn't say a thing.
The music that hugged their ears was as expected, classical music. Rukia sighed, this would really be boring and exhausting party. She just wished Ichigo would behave and they would leave this without any incidents. But before she even had a time to relax and get used to her surroundings, something interrupted her…or better yet, someone.
"I am sorry to interrupt, but I just had to introduce myself." Male voice said and when Rukia lifted her head she saw a tall man with blue hair. He had a wide grin on his face, and was wearing a plain black suit. "My name is Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez!" He said looking only at Rukia and smirking. He was a great looking man, she would give him that. His eyes, piercing blue, kept looking right in to her violet ones. Before he said his name she saw the way he checked her from head to the toe. I hate this dress now. Oh well, she knew someone would be brave enough to approach them soon enough. They were too interested. "You are new here?"
"Yes." Rukia simply said, her expression as cold as ice. She saw he was a little surprised at that. He then looked at Ichigo, which was already scowling. "May I ask for your names, since we are going to attend this school together?" The politeness he was presenting was fake to the core, she was sure that even Ichigo got that much.
"My name is Kurosaki Ichigo." Ichigo said lazily. "And this is Kuchiki Rukia." When her name was pronounced, the man's eyes went wide open for a second.
"Kuchiki?" He said almost shocked.
"Are you deaf, or what?" Ichigo said, already annoyed. He was always like this whenever they had to attend an even he wasn't particularly excited about. Rukia fought the urge to laugh, but knew better than that.
"Yes, Kuchiki Rukia." She repeated, looking directly at the man in front of her. When he heard her speaking, frown that was set on his face because of Ichigo's comment went away quickly.
"Interesting." He said. "I never thought a Kuchiki would be attending this Academy." He grinned. And she just smirked and took a sip of her drink. She expected this. Her whole life it was all they heard…her last name. She held his look for a moment, before a waiter came and interrupted them, whispering something in that blue-haired mans ear. She watched it carefully and saw him grin wider, nodding. Soon after that the man turned and looked around the room, until his look fell to one spot. That got Rukia's attention, while Ichigo never even noticed. That, and the fact that most of the people turned towards the door too. In that moment entered a man with pure white hair. He wore a black suit, and held his expression cold, unreadable. She could see him looking over the room, searching probably for the man standing beside her. After only few seconds she caught his look. The moment he looked at her, their eyes locked. But still…the man was unreadable. There wasn't any kind of emotion she could read there, not even curiosity which she was sure she at least presented. Soon enough, he broke the stare and switched his look to the blue-haired man standing beside her that waved to him. She could see him nodding and then he moved. He was walking to them. She looked away to Ichigo for a moment, but he was too busy playing with the glass in his hands. Before she knew it, blue-haired man spoke again. She slowly took a sip of her drink, refusing to answer white-haired man obvious stare.
"Hitsugaya, I want to introduce someone to you…" Grimmjow said casually and she looked up to meet teal eyes. He was still set on looking at her. "This is Kuchiki Rukia…" Grimmjow said. "And this is Hitsugaya Toshiro." The name sounded really familiar to Rukia. He just kept looking at her, and she was confused for one second, but soon enough placed her mask back on.
"Pleasure…" He said looking at the violet eyes before him.
"This is Kurosaki Ichigo…" She said pointing to a man near her. Ichigo just nodded and Toshiro looked as if he just now noticed he was too standing there.
"Wait… As in Kurosaki pharmaceutical companies?" Grimmjow asked looking at orange-haired man beside her, only now hearing the name properly. Rukia just kept looking at the white-haired man that returned the look.
"Yeah, that Kurosaki…" Ichigo said tiredly. She heard whispers and broke the gaze to look around for few seconds. Almost the whole room was now looking at them, but mostly at the white-haired man standing before her. She could hear Ichigo talking to that Grimmjow guy, but she reverted her gaze back to the teal eyes.
"I see you have fans." She said and placed a small smirk on her face. The man just rose an eyebrow at her statement and turned away to catch a waiter and get a drink. Rukia's brows went up as she watched him. He seemed interested enough to start a conversation just second ago, and now he ignored her completely. She frowned. Another stuck up rich kid…great!
"Ichigo…" She said turning to a man near her, and saw he was already in some kind of argument with blue-haired guy. "I'll be back right away." She whispered and then looked at the blue-haired guy. "Excuse me, I will be right back." She said, politely and saw him wink at her. What the hell is wrong with men in this place? She didn't even spare a glance to that white-haired man.
Rukia brushed past him, their shoulders almost touching and went to find a restroom, grabbing one large glass of some liquid she didn't even care to know what was on the way. When she exited that massive room she went down the hallway and after asking some waiter she finally found a bathroom. She quickly went in and locked the door, grabbing her phone and dialing. Few rings later a loud girl voice answered.
"Are you done? Can I pick you up already?" Matsumoto Rangiku said.
"Unfortunately, no. We just started." Rukia said tiredly, leaning on a wall of that richly decorated bathroom.
"Gah…" She heard her friend let out few noises of displease and she chuckled. Why couldn't she just bolt this and hang with her? Rukia shook her head, reminding herself once more why she was here. It took her a second to finish a drink in her hand. That made her feel slightly lightheaded.
"Yeah…"
"Then, when can I come for you? I'm really bored. And my friend still hasn't called. Oh, did you see him there?" Rangiku said excitedly.
"See who?"
"I bet you did. You can't miss him. He has a whi-"
"RUKIA?" She almost jumped when someone called her name and knocked on the bathroom door. It took her a second or two to recognize the voice and she frowned.
"I'm sorry Rangiku, I have to go. I'll call you when we're done here." She said quickly and flipped her phone shut. She moved to the door and after unlocking it, she swung it wide open. "What?" She hissed, looking at her friends face.
"I can't take this anymore! Let's go!" Ichigo said leaning on the door frame, his face tired and he was obviously annoyed.
"Damn it Ichigo, we can't go yet. We just arrived. I don't think the headmast-"
"Oh, fuck the headmaster. Let's just go. I can't stand those people in there."
"You need to have more patience with this."
"More patience? MORE-" He stooped and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Rukia, I just fought of the urge to kill that blue-haired freak in there. My patience has reached the limit." She frowned even more and violently took the drink out of his hand, finishing it in a second…just like the last one. Ichigo's brows went up.
"Just a little more and we can go." She said clumsily.
"Rukia?"
"Hm?"
"How many of those glasses did you drink?" He asked carefully and watched her lean on the wall. Drunk Rukia was never a good thing. And it never took much for that to happen, since she didn't need a lot to get drunk and most of the time she didn't knew how much she did drink.
"Like this one?"
"Yeah…"
"Three…" She said playing with the glass in her hand. Ichigo almost felt relief…but then she spoke again. "And one that had something different in it." When he took a look behind her and saw a large empty glass on the washing stand he frowned.
"Just fucking great. And you told me to behave..." His hand went up to his hair, as he contemplated about what he could do in this situation. "Okay. You wait here and I'll go back to excuse us from this shit and then I'll call Rangiku and explain."
"Don't give me that shit. I'm perfectly fine on my own, thank you very m-oh!" She almost tripped on her heels, but Ichigo caught her.
"Shut up and just wait here. I'll close the door, so no one will see you. Alright?" He said. "Alright?"
"Yeah, yeah, fine." Rukia waved him off and went to sit on the toilet seat.
Hitsugaya already had enough of this. He tried with all his force not to turn around and leave this place. He knew better than that. He glanced at the man standing beside him and saw that Grimmjow was having fun chatting with girls he knew from somewhere. After all, he knew them all, being here every year together. Well, not exactly all of them. At least not anymore.
That reminded him of a raven-haired girl he met earlier. Kuchiki Rukia. Oh, he knew the name. And wasn't particularly fond of it. Although she looked nothing as he pictured her. When he saw her standing not far away from where he is now he would've never guessed that she was a Kuchiki. But he should have known, seeing that icy demeanor she wore…it screamed Kuchiki Byakuya all over. She was probably as cold and as calculated as that brother of hers. And who would have guessed she would be attending the same school, let alone that she would be invited here. The last freshman that got invited to this event was him…three years ago. And now her.
The two girls standing with him and Grimmjow were still talking, while his friend pretended it was the most interesting story he ever heard. Okay, he had enough of this.
"I'll be back in a minute." He said to Grimmjow, ignoring the fact that he interrupted the girl and rudely refused to listen to her oh so interesting speech. He really needed some fresh air. Grimmjow nodded, brushing him off and Hitsugaya turned on his heel to leave the room. On the way out he saw that orange-haired man pass him quickly, but he ignored it and turned left to get to the nearest exit. As soon as he went through the hallway…he stopped.
"That's great! I'll wait for you outside." The girl was leaning on the wall, obviously talking to someone on the phone, and he couldn't stop himself from looking at her in that red dress. Long raven hair was now slightly messed up, as she leaned there…obviously drunk. It didn't take long for her to see him. He was just a feet away after all. "Oh, I have to go. The jerk I met earlier is looking at me funny." Teal eyes went wide, not believing what he had just heard. Is this really Kuchiki Rukia?
She stood straight then, at least tried to and took a step closer to him.
"What do you want?" She asked, looking directly at his eyes. Oh she was angry, he could see.
"Want? Nothing with you." He said coldly and saw her frown even more.
"Ha, fine by me." She said and turned on her heel, moving to the exit, but not before she took one more glass of drink from a waiter who was obviously just out of the kitchen with his freshly prepared drinks. It took him a second or two, before he too went in the same way.
He stopped again only a feet away from her and saw her turning her head to look at him.
"Hitsugaya Toshiro…I know your name from somewhere, but I can't remember." She said and emptied the glass in her hand. "Hitsugaya Toshiro…" She said it again and he shook his head. It was exiting hearing his name roll of the tongue of that girl. "Hitsugaya Toshiro…"
"Will you stop saying my name? It's annoying." Oh that was so far from truth, but he said it while remembering that she was a Kuchiki. The Kuchiki. And that made her turn around fully. Before she spoke again she leaned down and pulled the red silky material up, reviling her legs a little. And he wasn't strong enough to look away. And the girl in a red dress just casually removed her shoes and stood straight again.
"I hate these things… Did we meet before?" She totally ignored his complaint. "No, that's not it. I would definitely remember your face." Even though he would never admit it, that flattered him. And he didn't even care in which sense she meant it. But he just stood there, silent, observing the girl. His mind screamed get away, but he couldn't move. "Hitsugaya Toshiro…" There, she said it again, playing with the glass in her hand. Her index finger followed the thin line of the glass and that too distracted him, while she watched him carefully, slightly swaying, not really stable on her legs.
"RUKIA!" That snapped him back from wherever he was in. A girl voice shouted and soon enough he saw a face he would recognize anywhere. A face of Matsumoto Rangiku. "And…Hitsugaya? The girl questioned coming closer. "This sure is interesting." He frowned.
"Oh look, he has more than one expression!" Rukia said happily and Matsumoto raised an eyebrow at her, but then quickly switched to look at Hitsugaya.
"And drunk Rukia at that matter. What were you planning to do here exactly, Hitsugaya?" She said and grinned naughtily.
"This has nothing to do with me. She was just going in the same direction." He said, already annoyed.
"You know him?" Rukia asked confused, looking at Matsumoto. And Matsumoto just nodded, smiling. "Tell me then, where did I hear his name. It sounds so familiar…what was it again? Hiroshaya…no…Hinoshaya, no…Hish-"
"It's Hitsugaya!" Toshiro almost yelled, and cursed himself in his mind for even allowing this girl to make him this angry.
"YES! It's Hitsugaya Toshiro." Rukia said happily. "I've definitely heard it somewhere." Matsumoto laughed really loudly, seeing her childhood friend and her friend Rukia bicker there.
"Come on, we should get going. It's getting cold out here."
"What?" That definitely surprised him.
"Don't what me. I told you I need to pick her up here, so we can all go get some drinks." Matsumoto said casually.
