Chapter 3
Ichigo sat at the table downstairs, watching Karin and their father argue about what meal they were going to have tonight, Yuzu looking lost as she tried to think of which one to consider.
He looked down to his pocket when he felt his phone vibrate against his hip, taking it out and flipping it open.
'Hey.'
He smirked at the text with the unknown number, having a feeling of whom it was.
He played dumb.
'Who is this?' he texted, looking up to Karin when she tried to drag him into their argument.
"What should we eat?" she asked irritably. Ichigo shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm not that hungry, but spicy noodles sounds nice," he replied, Karin throwing her hands up in the air and his dad sighing.
"You always eat that, it's not healthy Ichigo!" Yuzu gasped, Ichigo grinning sheepishly.
"Um," he mumbled when his phone vibrated again, standing up from his seat.
"Ima go upstairs, you guys decide on something edible to eat," he told them before going upstairs to his room, leaving his door open ajar for when they would call him.
He sat on his bed, opening the message.
'It's Grimmjow,' it read, Ichigo chuckling because of how he read it in his head.
"You got some issues," he heard Kon say, turning around and frowning when he saw him sitting up against the bed frame.
"Who took the pillow off your head?" he asked with a scowl, Kon beginning to whine about how he wasn't able to breathe.
Ichigo thought about shoving him the dryer but looked back to his phone.
'What's up?' he texted before looking to Kon with a dark scowl.
"C-Come on Ichigo," Kon stuttered, his arms twitching but unable to move.
"We are best buddies, right?"
Ichigo sighed as Kon yelled and screamed in his grasp, walking down the stairs with heavy stomps.
He stopped a few steps from the ground floor when his phone vibrated, taking it out from his back pocket and opening it.
'The sky,' it read, Ichigo rolling his eyes. A second one came almost immediately after.
'Nothin much really,' it read this time, Ichigo sighing.
'Have you ate yet?' he asked to start a conversation, since it didn't seem like he was going too.
"Ichigo I can't breathe!" Kon screamed, Ichigo looking down to him. He frowned.
"I'm holding your leg," he pointed out, Kon chuckling sheepishly.
"Truce?"
He was dropped into the washer.
"No Ichigo!" Kon pleaded as water slowly began to fill it, Kon's arms twitching but once again useless.
"Don't let me drown!" Kon yelled, Ichigo snorting.
"You can't drown, you don't even breathe!" Ichigo growled, pulling out his phone when it vibrated.
'No. You?'
Ichigo turned away from the washer and leaned against it, using both hands to text this time.
'It's still being debated,' he replied, raising an eyebrow at the text he received only seconds after he had sent his.
'Why is it being debated?' he asked, Ichigo smiling.
"Ichigo!" a gurgling scream called for him, Ichigo looking over his shoulder to the submerged bear. He pulled him out from the water and plopped him into the dryer, Kon's screams only continuing as he was thrown around.
'Everyone here wants something different,' he replied, walking out of the laundry room.
He would come back for Kon when he was dry again.
'That sounds confusing,' Grimmjow replied, Ichigo raising an eyebrow.
How was it confusing?
"It's final!" He heard Karin yell, walking into the kitchen.
"What are we having?" he asked, Karin grinning broadly.
"We are having Mcdonalds!" she cried in triumph, their father not seeming to happy about eating fast food.
'We are having Mcdonalds.'
'Want to come?'
Ichigo walked upstairs to his room to get his wallet when Karin declared they were all going to pay for themselves, smirking at the faint yells he could hear from Kon.
He'll be dry by the time they get back.
He opened his phone when it vibrated, raising an eyebrow at Grimmjow's reply.
'No, I'm good.'
Ichigo frowned. Why didn't he want to come?
'Maybe next time?' he asked before opening his door, grabbing his wallet.
'Maybe. I have to go ttyl,' he texted him, Ichigo sighing.
'Alright bye," he texted before stuffing his phone into his back pocket.
He would save his number when he returned home.
Author: This is how my first texting session went with my awesome wifey. I didn't ask her out though, too shy. Also, the reason I use flip phones in this story is because I love those things!