Hey there! It has been a while xD Sorry for the late update. Interesting fact: when Misaki was complaining in the first chapter about taking 3 AP classes...Well that was actually me xD So I have a lot of work ;^; But I would try to update as soon as possible! Sorry for the short chapter! I will try to update a new one this weekend. Ok so I will stop my rant here. Thanks for reading and please review!

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Chapter 4: Negation

The kiss lasted a minute. After I "woke up" from my "unconscious" state of mind, I realized how wrong the situation was. Ichigo has a girlfriend! Why the hell would he kiss me? Even though I have feelings for him, I felt so angered at him for doing this to me, for doing this to Orihime. Were his feelings even real? Or was he just playing with me? I pushed him harshly enough for him to fall. He was astounded for my sudden reaction. I grabbed him by the collar and, slowly, raised him up until he was standing. And without a warning a punched him as hard as I could.

"NEVER! NEVER DO THIS TO ME AGAING! DID YOU HEAR ME?! NEVER!" I said shouting.

Ichigo laid on the ground motionless. He was on a sitting positions but I couldn't see his face because he was facing the ground. I wished I could have seen his expression. I wish he had apologized and explained the situation. But none of that happen. I looked at him with disgust. Rage was overwhelming my mind and heart. All I wanted to do was punch the living crap out of him, but I forced myself not to.

After a long silence he looked up, and I regret wanting to see his face. A long trail of crimson liquid stained his well defined jaw. I could see I had cut his lip and a tiny little bruise on the corner of his lips have started to appear. His eyes were lifeless. No sentiments were expressed. No heart was shown.

"Why?...Why me?" I asked with genuine curiosity and shame. After a long, almost dangerous silence, he spoke:

"Because it's you, that's all I can say."

"Stop fucking around and tell me the goddamn truth! Are you just playing around with me and Orihime? Cause let me tell you, Ichigo, that this is not funny at all. I want concrete answers and I want them now." I demanded with a cold and determined tone.

This time he avoided my gaze. I felt how rage and anger started to sprout from my insides. I was having a hard time restraining myself from beating him. After another period of silence, he finally looked up and said:

"I'm not playing with any of you Misaki, I have always wanted to tell you my real feelings but I decided not to to save our friendship. I tried to forget about you and I started to date Orihime, but I couldn't bring myself to stop loving you."

Wait a sec, did he just said he loved me? LOVE? As in a romantic way? NO! There is no way...

"Ichigo, I'm sorry but I don't believe you...I can't, I'm sorry." And I ran off. I ran and ran, not looking behind once. I just wanted to forget everything, everything that ever happened this first day of school...But I couldn't, memories of every event started playing in my head, it was like I was living the same moments all over again. This is not the way I picture me, not the way I picture Ichigo, not the way I picture both of us. I might have feelings for him. Wait...NO! I don't love him. There is no way! I just felt flattered by him. I don't love him and I would never admit it. NEVER. It just doesn't sound right, I want our friendship to last forever. I want everything to return to normal, like it used to be. It's almost like we are different people now, no one is acting according to his roles, everything it's messed up.

I felt my feet stop, I realized I was at the soccer fields. I scanned the wide green area, looking for someone around. Luckily, I was all alone. I dragged my feet to the right far corner. As I laid down on the wet spiky grass, my eyes set on the sky. I watched the fluffy white clouds, each one of them with different shapes and sizes; each of them was unique. I realized how clouds reassemble humans. All of us coexist with one another, traveling on the infinite flow of life in the sky; some like to be on groups, others prefer solitude, some follow the same path, others like to create their own. Even though they always claim that humans are equal, each of us holds different characteristics that makes us distinguishable between others. All of us are special, that's what they all say; but, isn't it the same as saying no one is? Wait, why am I getting all philosophical here? Damn you Ichigo! (Again). Stupid moron.

I closed my eyes and slept.

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