A/N: Hey! This is actually not the last chapter of Prom Night. I decided to make a fourth chapter. But I hope you like reading this. So lay back and ENJOY! And I do not own Bleach.
Want to Go to the Dance With Me?
We raced back to the school and stormed up the second story flights. We ran down the hallway and raced into the seventh door on the left. Rukia reached there first and halted when she opened the door. I slammed into her and we toppled forward.
"Idiot!" She yelled at me. Kicking me hard with her foot and getting up.
"Ow!" I grunted and got up to fix up my clothes. Rukia had left a smudgy shoe mark on my shirt and I tried to swipe it off.
"Wonderful entrance, Kuchiki, Kurosaki." The teacher said smirking.
"Um, sorry." Rukia apologized.
"Just shuttup and sit down." The teacher said sternly, glaring at us. We walked to the very back of the room and sat down at a two-seater table.
"Now then, since we finally have everyone," The teacher said, still glaring at us as if we were mastermind criminals. "We can all just sit here and reflect on why we're here.
Go on then." She gave each one of us a quick glance, sat down at her desk, and started grading papers.
"Heh, not late." I whispered at Rukia, staring straight ahead.
"Yah, well we were close to being late. And you pushed me!" She said sourly, but still in a whisper.
"Well, why'd ya have to stop midget?"
"Why, I outta…!" Rukia started to whisper but then was interrupted. "KUCHIKI, KUROSAKI! BE QUIET OR YOU 'LL GET A WEEK'S DETENTION!"
Me and Rukia automatically shut up. We didn't want to spend another week of detention while we had hollows to fight off. Rukia took out her sketchbook and started drawing chappys. I sighed and dropped my head down. Might as well get some sleep. I thought. While I was thinking and or sleeping a thought came into my head and I snapped back up straight.
"What's wrong, Strawberry?" Rukia asked smirking.
"Shuttup." I muttered. I had completely forgotten about the prom. If I don't go, my reputation will be scarred. And let me tell ya. That took YEARS to build up. Okay, I can go to the dance, but…I need a date…
"Like?" Rukia shoved the sketchbook in my direction. I looked down and saw some disoriented chappys. I was about to insult Rukia about them, till a thought struck my head like a flash of lightning. I didn't want to get in trouble again so I got out my notebook, ripped a little section of it off, and wrote down:
Yah, nice chappys, but I need to ask you something.
I passed the note over to her and she read it and wrote a response.
What, Strawberry?Rukia
Are you going to the prom with anyone?Ichigo
What's a prom? Rukia
It's this thing where a guy takes a girl to a dance. And they have fun and blah blah blah…Ichigo
Ohh…sound fun! *Little happy chappy drawing* Rukia
Yah, so are you going with anyone? Ichigo
No…nobody asked me…Rukia
I thought it over to myself one more time and asked.
Do you want to go to prom with me?Ichigo
Serious? Rukia
Yah……just give me your answer Midget! Ichigo…impatiently.
Okay, Okay, Okay! Yes, I'll go with you. *Another happy chappy drawing* Rukia
She passed me back the note and we smiled at each other.
A/N: Cute right? Well, I hoped you liked it and I hope you read the next chapter. Please review!
