My Type of Woman - Part 3
IchiXRuki
A/N: I didn't have much time to write this last chapter. So this all improvised! I couldn't write it out on paper first, and then edit it later, like usual. Hopefully this is still good =)
Orihime Inoue brought in the supplies for the project she and Rukia Kuchiki were making for school and dropped in all on the table in front of her partner. The topic had been 70 Million Years Ago and Now. Orihime had specifically picked the easiest type of diagram to do. In addition, Rukia had already studied about dinosaurs with all the books she borrowed from the library.
The two girls got to work immediately. There was a mess of Styrofoam very soon, paint was splattered here and there.
Orihime got overcreative and added lollipop trees. "If they ate trees, it should have tasted good. So I bet they were made of candy!" the auburn-haired girl said to Rukia.
Rukia liked candy. She shrugged and accepted this truth to her theory.
"We should add mini daisies along this dirt path." Orihime referred to the dirt path as the white ribbon she laid out across the flat Styrofoam.
Daises… this had Rukia thinking back to when Ichigo Kurosaki and her were walking along a hill filled with daises.
"Aren't they pretty?!" she exclaimed, running down the hill with her arms stretched out. "The most beautiful things I've ever seen!"
Ichigo rolled his eyes and followed Rukiadown the hill, catching up to her with his long strides.
She frowned at him. "You don't think they're the prettiest things too?" she asked.
He shook his head. "Not really…"
"Why not?!" she demanded, staring up his gorgeous chocolate-brown eyes for the truth.
"Daises don't compare to my first pick," Ichigo said truthfully.
Rukia saw no lie in his eyes – they simply melted into hers. What was his first pick? What could be more beautiful through his eyes?
"Rukia, could you hand me that glue-stick?" Orihime asked, bringing Rukia back into reality.
She blinked twice. "Here you go," she said, handing it to her.
"And could you please get the snacks in the bowl? They're in the kitchen."
"No problem." She laid down the piece of paper she was applying glue to and got up. Once she walked to the kitchen, she scanned the room for a bowl. A bowl with numerous red, juicy strawberries sat on the counter top next to the sink.
Strawberries…Once again, she remembered a precious memory.
"Strawberry, could you show me around your town? You know, like a tour guide. I've been stuck here long enough to see how this place really looks like. Aside from locking myself in your closet, which is rather small and dark for my taste."
His right eye twitched. "My name isn't Strawberry. It's Ichigo Kurosaki! How many times do I have to explain?!"
"'Ichigo' means 'strawberry,' doesn't it? Then I'm going to continue calling you that." She crossed her arms in front of her chest and pouted.
"It doesn't mean 'strawberry!' It means 'he who protects!' Got that?!" he explained.
"Why can't I call you Strawberry?" she asked.
"Why do you want to call me Strawberry?" Ichigo demanded.
"Because I think it's a cute nickname!"
Ichigo blinked twice at her answer. "Cute...?"
"Yes, it's cute!"
He scratched the back of his head nervously. "O-Oh... well, don't listen to me! You can call me whatever you feel like! Got that?!"
Rukia laid the bowl next to Orihime, her mind still a daze.
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By six o'clock the project was complete at last. It was not what Rukia imaginedin her mind. She didn't think of lollipop trees, the giant sumo wrestlers that apparently really killed the dinosaurs or the alien spaceship hovering over the buildings that brought the new technology. Although, she still thought of it as a masterpeice.
"Goodbye, Rukia! Thank you for coming over!" Orihime smiled and waved as her friend walked out of her house.
She too smiled and waved at her before disappearing out of Orihime's street. She looked up at the sky that had developed from blue to pink, violet and orange. The sun was setting. Her stomach jolted as she realized she was going to miss it set with Ichigo. Rukia ran faster toward his house.
"Hey, Rukia! You're finally here!" She heard Renji's familiar voice when she walked in through the front door. He was stretched across the couch with a bottle of beer in his hand.
"Renji? What are you doing here? Oh, wait… nevermind. Don't answer that. Where's Ichigo?" she was anxious to see him since she was gone all day and also the fact that they were going to fail to see the sunset together.
"He's in his room," he answered. "Rukia, I was-"
She interrupted him since she had the answer she needed. "Thanks Renji. See you later!" Rukia rushed up the stairs. Then she threw Ichigo's bedroom door open. "Ichigo…?"
He wasn't anywhere in sight. Although, a cold breeze went through the window and tickled her skin. The window's wide open; maybe he already went to the rooftop. Watching it without me, huh...?!
With two quick movements, she hoped up on the roof by using the window sill as a supporter. As she determined earlier, Ichigo was currently sitting on the house's crown. He was casually staring up at the falling sun with a small smile on his lips.
"Ichigo Kurosaki!" she pointed a finger at him. "Why couldn't you wai-"
He interrupted her lecture. "Hey, Rukia! You're back. It's been really quiet and boring around the house, ya know."
Rukia dropped her arm and found herself smiling as well. Ichigo, you know saying things like that will make my lectures slide more often.
He patted the space next to him, gesturing for her to sit down. Rukiagladly took his offer. They both gazed upon the morning's star sink behing the hills.
Ichigogulped. He realized talking to her while he knew her secret wasn't as easy as he thought. He pursed is lips, not knowing how to start. "Uh, Rukia?"
"Hmm?" she mumbled, looking up at him.
He was taken surprise by how her grey eyes glittered when the sun's light made contact. "I just wanted to tell you that… I accept… you… liking me," he made his voice sound small at the end that she didn't hear.
"Accept what?" she asked, bewildered.
"You know…" he choked. "Renji told me about it."
"Ichigo, if you want to tell me something, be clearer about what you are saying!"
"Renji told me that you like me - more as a friend I mean," the words came out in a rush.
Rukia's heart skipped a beat. She stammered and blushed, especially how Ichigo's eyes were boring into hers. "Renji?! Why he-! I mean, he must be joking or something." She nervously chuckled.
"Look, I'm going to say this once more. I'm not going to say it again so listen up. I accept you liking me." He was proud of himself for spitting it out. This is harder than fighting Hollows! he shrieked in his head.
Rukia took his words as the truth. Usually when some girl at school admitted she liked him, he'd freak out, avoid eye contact and hide from her. That wasn't the case right now; it was plain to see… plus, he was even smiling.
She thought it was pointless to hide it now. She sighed in relief. "You do? That's… great," a wide smile grew on her face. "I hope this doesn't ruin the whole friendship thing," Rukia muttered, fiddling with her fingers. She was specifically avoiding eye contact, still being shy about it.
"It's true I don't want to ruin it, sure. But, I want to change it," Ichigo said.
"Change it? What do you mean? Something more or less than friendship, you mean?" She was turning as bright as a tomato.
"I'm going to say this everyday, so listen up," he began. Then he leaned closer against her, until she could feel his breath on her ear. "I love you, Rukia Kuchiki."
So in the end, we were each other's type, they both smiled at the thought.
A/N: There you have it, a final chapter for this story! Review please! Was it good enough, or could I improve on something? You tell me.
Important Notice: I TAKE REQUESTS! Send me (in the reviews or a private message) which couple you want me to write about next (from Bleach or Naruto Shippuden). I don't do Lemons.