A Whole Twelve Months Ch3, Monday
November, 12 months to go
It was a Monday. Nobody likes Mondays, because of what they entail: school, work and the idiots that come with them. On this relatively normal Monday morning, Ichigo would be scowling at the mirror, and preparing himself for the usual catastrophe that was school. Keigo would try to jump him, Tatsuki and Yoruichi would be arguing about who had the better girlfriend, while Orihime and Soi tried to stop them from killing each other, 'Shiro would be ignoring everyone except for Momo, who he fancied like Hell, but he had not got the courage together to tell her, and Renji would be trying to get Rukia's attention anyway possible: a normal day at School with the gang.
At the thought of Renji trying to flirt with Rukia, Ichigo got a bit angry. He was not sure why, 'It's not like we're a couple...' He blushed at the thought, 'I don't fancy the midget, I don't fancy the midget I don't fancy the midget, but she is very cute, I don't fancy the cute midget, I don't fancy the cute midget, and she is rather pretty, I don't fancy the cute, pretty midget, I don't fancy the cute, pretty midget.' He gave up at this point, and brushed his teeth.
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Rukia was getting dressed into her uniform. She was also, as normal, fantasising about Ichigo. Ever since she had admitted to herself that she loved him, she had spent all her alone time thinking about him. She ran through some of her previous fantasies and smiled: if even one came true, she would be the luckiest girl on Earth.
She finished changing and headed downstairs. She entered the kitchen to get herself some breakfast. She was happily munching away on some cornflakes, having another, rather dirty daydream, when the subject of it came into the room. He grabbed a bowl and filled it, then sat across from Rukia. She glanced at him, and felt her heart skip a beat. The logical part of her brain was shouting something at her, but the little girl part had locked it away in the deepest recesses of her mind. Right now, she was just going to concentrate on the man sitting across from her.
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The two teenagers were walking to school in silence. After a weekend of constant contact, they had very little to say to each other. Rukia was going over the weekend, at least everything that had involved a certain guy with orange hair. 'Look Rukia, can you not stop thinking about him for three seconds?' She tried, she failed. She remembered them discussing Ichigo's family: apparently Dr. Kurosaki's behaviour was normal, for him, and it had only been Byakuya's murderous threats that had kept him under control around Rukia when she went for a check-up.
Ichigo was trying his hardest to stop thinking about the girl next to him, while one part of his brain was trying to remind him of what he had said he wanted to do to said girl.
'I don't fancy her.'
'Yes you do, you love her, or is it just lust? That's it: you just want a good fuck don't you?'
'No, it's not like that.'
'Then what is it like? Well? I'm still waiting for an answer.'
'Look, I don't know exactly how I feel, okay? So just leave me alone for now, so that I can get my head round it.'
'Suit yourself, but remember to go get some condoms before you...'
'Shut up!'
Ichigo now of course was reminded of what he wanted to do to Rukia, making his trousers twitch like mad. 'Down boy please,' he tried thinking of anything, so it would go down before Rukia noticed: 'Hurricane, flood, murder, blood, Dad.' At the last thought, the bulge suddenly disappeared. 'Thank God.'
Rukia was by this point back at the point in her fantasy at which she was being held tight in Ichigo's arms. She had not seen the bulge, and would not have taken any notice if she had.
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"ICHIGO!"
'Smack'
Keigo lay on the floor by the classroom, with an imprint of Ichigo's arm on his face. "Morning," Rukia and Ichigo said simultaneously, before walking in. The room was as chaotic as ever: in the centre Yoruichi and Tatsuki had broken free of their girlfriends, and were having what one might call a 'bitch fight' while Soi Fon and Orihime stood back. Ichigo glanced at Renji, and they went to help. Eventually, they pulled the combatants apart.
"Lemme go Ichigo, that purple haired bitch said my Orihime wasn't as beautiful as that cow she dates."
"Say that again Arisawa and you're dead meat."
Soi looked rather upset, first because she had just been called a 'cow,' and second because she did not like to see Yoruichi fighting. When Yoruichi noticed this, she immediately changed her behaviour, "Oh Soi, are you okay darling? Please Renji, can I go to my Soi." Renji let her go and then she went straight to try to cheer Soi up. Ichigo released Tatsuki, who went to Orihime and went in the other direction.
"They'll never learn," Rukia said, appearing next to Ichigo.
"Ah, Rukia, you're looking especially beautiful this morning," Renji started.
"You mean you don't think she looks this good all the time?" Ichigo asked with a smirk.
"It's none of your business what I think Kurosaki."
"Well seeing as she is my oldest friend, I think you'll find it does concern me who's flirting with her."
Renji's face seemed to be having a competition with his hair as to the shade of red. "Who said I was flirting, I can complement her can't I?"
"Please guys, don't fight over me, attractive as I am," Rukia interrupted, before they started to kill each other.
Renji made a noise that sounded like 'Fine' and left. Ichigo looked at Rukia, "Why'd you stop us, that was getting fun."
Rukia smiled, "Much as I appreciate your care for me, I'd rather not have two of my friends kill each other, at least not in front of the entire class so that my best friend gets arrested after kicking a redhead's arse."
Ichigo smiled, and would have replied, if it were not for the cry of "Look."
It was Rangiku pointing outside. Everyone rushed to the window, and saw what had grabbed her attention. Several "Awwwwwww"s were heard, and money was handed over from bets. What they saw was Toshiro Hitsugaya and Momo Hinamori kissing. Rukia smiled, "Awwww that's so cute."
Ichigo laughed, "Yeah, I agree, and now Renji owes me a tenner."
Yes, it was a Monday, but not quite as normal as everyone expected.
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A/N: Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, I just felt like putting the last bit in for the sake of it. This is a rather pointless chapter, but I needed to get all the basic stuff about their school lives out the way, and now it's done. Thanks to reviewers, this story already has half as many as Moonbeams, so I think it gets priority.
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