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The plane landed on the ground with a "thud", making Ryou and Ichigo awake
The plane landed on the ground with a "thud", making Ryou and Ichigo awake. Ichigo rubbed her eyes, "We're here…?" she yawned. Ryou yawned too then checked his cell phone. He crossed his eyes in confusion. Ichigo looked at him curious at what he was confused about. He looked at her, then back at the phone, "Look at this…" He held the phone to her view. "So?" she asked still confused. "Look at the time," he said. Ichigo glanced at it, and then widened her eyes. It read: 5:13 AM. It had only been about four hours since they left! "That can't be right…" Ichigo said her voice slightly drifting. "Erm. Time Change due to district?" Ichigo guessed. "Nah. And even if the time was to change like that it wouldn't be by four hours…" He pondered. The flight attendant from earlier came up, "Um, Mr. Shirogane… There is a little problem and the flight will take a little detour…" She said. She still had something to say but seemed frightened at what the result of asking would be. "Okay, and how long of a detour?" He asked curious of her scared tone. She coughed, "Two weeks… Oh my I believe the pilot is calling me! Must be on my way!" She turned to walk away, but Ryou grabbed her arm, "Two weeks…?" He said. "Two weeks!?" He said with 'slight' rage in his voice. Ichigo fell back in her seat. Her soul leaving her. Eight hours, she was handling that alright. But two weeks!? She was hoping someone would shoot her. But instead of her getting shot, it turns out according to the attendant some drunken idiot with a very large gun shot the engines fourteen times. The plane was close enough to an airport –-And the ground, thank goodness. "I'm very sorry Mr. Shirogane. I'm afraid that you and Miss Momomiya will have to get a hotel room…" she said. Ryou and Ichigo's eyes widened. "A hotel…? The two of us…? Me and her…? I-in one room…? For two weeks…?" Ryou stuttered. Ichigo banged her head into the seats in front of her. "Ryou, I hate you…" She moaned. He glanced at her, "What the heck did I do?" he asked wondering how this was his fault. "YOU'RE BAD LUCK!" She shouted. He huffed, "You're the black cat…" He whispered so the attendant didn't hear him. Ichigo was getting irritated, but just sighed and said, "Whatever…" instead of taking everything bottled up out on him. She had learned to control her anger better since their last time together. He sighed and stood up, "Let's go…" He said unwillingly. She followed him with the same unwillingness.
The plane had landed them somewhere right in the middle of Japan and England. They walked around town with a brochure Ichigo had sweet-talked someone into giving them for free. After all they didn't know the area. A few girls had approached Ryou every now and then, but stopped disappointed when they saw Ichigo. Ryou was too busy studying the brochure to notice. Ichigo did however, and figured they wanted to ask him out but figured she was his girlfriend or something. She shivered at the thought of that. "Ryou as my boyfriend? Yeah right…" She thought to her self. But then at the thought of the word 'boyfriend' she thought of Masaya. She was close to getting over him too. Thoughts of him and her made her want to cry. But she would not cry not in public, and not in front of Ryou. She would not let that happen. But there was no hiding she was majorly upset. Ryou was turning around every now and then to make sure she was still following him. It would be a pain if she got lost in the crowd. When he turned around he saw she was doing what she was doing at the airport, walking with her head down watching his feet to see where to go. He supposed she was thinking of Masaya again. Due to his current lack of attention, he had no idea what could have brought Masaya to her mind. For some reason, it pained his heart to see her like that. Ryou preferred Ichigo when she's bubbly and lively. He thought of something he could do or say to take her mind off of him. "Ah, um… We're almost to the hotel…" He said because he couldn't think off anything else. "Oh… Okay…" Ichigo said quietly, still not lifting her head. Then he thought of something else, "Lift your head or you'll bump into something," He teased her. Hey, mad is better than sad. "I will not. I can see just fine where I'm going…" She countered. He turned all the way around and lifted her chin with his finger. He got up close to her face, "Listen, I've seen you bump into things when you're not paying attention," He smirked. He loved to remind her how much of a klutz she could be. She took his hand in hers and pulled it away from her chin. "And when exactly WAS the last time you saw me bump into something?" She glared at him knowing he couldn't have a good counter to that. Before Ryou could think of a good come-back, something zoomed passed them. As it passed, Ichigo and Ryou felt something touch their wrists. Also, a green hat fell on the ground as it passed. It was a girl with jet black hair with white tips. Her hair was pulled into buns, much like Mint's except there was a lot of access hair falling from her hair ties. She wore a green shirt with a crème mini jacket over it, and plain blue jeans. Ichigo and Ryou didn't notice what she looked like. They just sat there watching the hat hit the ground. The girl pounced into a nearby alley to stay out of sight. Ichigo and Ryou glanced at there hands to see metal hand cuffs linking them together. They stared at there wrists for a moment before realizing what they were looking at. "What the--?!" Ryou shouted stepping back, and due to the hand cuffs, Ichigo was forced to step forward. Ichigo ignored that though. She was trying to slip her hand out by pushing on the cuffs with her free hand, but all this caused was light scratches on her hand. She moaned at her failure. They went off about how to get the cuffs off trying everything they could think of. Slipping it off with lotion didn't work; breaking the lock with a rock didn't work either. Whoever just flew by them chose a secure, steel pair of cuffs.
Back where the girl was, she was watching Ryou and Ichigo bicker and try to free themselves from the hand cuffs. She laughed hard and pulled a blue cell phone from her pocket. She dialed a number still giggling. "Hey, Latte! Did you do it?" A voice said into the phone. "Darn right I did it Mint! This is priceless!" This girl named Latte laughed apparently talking to Mint. "But still Mint-neechan, why did you want me to do this anyway?" Latte asked. "Because I don't want Ichigo to come back sad. And I'm just curious about what might happen" Mint answered with a chuckle. "Neechan, how did you know they were going to be here?" Latte asked. "I heard a Shirogane plane had been shot out of the sky. I figured it must have been the one Ichigo and Ryou were on; turns out I was right, plus I know you would be perfect for the job Latte." Mint answered. "But…" Latte started. "No more questions." Mint said and hung up. Latte huffed and stuffed her phone into her pocket. She peeked out to see what the two were doing.
"Well, we can't walk around town with handcuffs…" Ichigo sighed. Ryou took Ichigo's hand and pulled his sleeve down over the cuffs. This caused Ichigo's face to turn slightly pink. "There. Now no one can tell, let's get to the hotel quick as possible…" He explained his strange actions. Ichigo, still blushing, nodded and walked along side him.
They got to the nearest hotel checked in and got to their room. "GAH!" Ryou cried when entering the room. Ichigo's soul left her again. There was nothing but a TV, a bathroom, and ONE BED. "Oh, so sad. Ryou has to sleep on the floor." She sighed teasingly. "Like heck I am," He protested. "Besides, that would be painful for both of us…" He said lifting his hand; and hers due to the cuffs. Ichigo sighed. He was right. Even if he did sleep on the floor, because of the hand cuffs Ichigo would have to extend her arm in a painful position and Ryou's arm would be dangling in the air. That would be an annoying way to sleep… "Well there is no way in this world I'm sharing a bed with you!" She refused the only option. "Do we have a choice?" Ryou moaned and rested his head in his free hand. Suddenly, Ichigo also thought of the matter of clothes. How the heck were they to change their clothes?
Chapter 2. Once again, sorry it's so short. Latte is my character. My OC.
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