AN: Wow, I'm on a roll today! Haha. I'm not entirely sure what to think of this chapter... I think I like it. I think. Anyway, do read and enjoy... and review :D
Quite a few people managed to guess who Rukia's roomies are and who the purple haired girl is. So congratz, here's your free choccy. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach! *spoiler below*
RIP Genryuusai Shigekuni Yamamoto
Whoever thinks that things always go to plan is an idiot.
The rest of the day went by in seemingly normal fashion- a first for me today. Chemistry was led by a rather… eccentric man by the name of Kurotsuchi, and his assistant/daughter, Nemu. He had a rather strange obsession with scientific obsessions (sound like anyone else I know?) and was dressed in the strangest way, with heavy multicoloured makeup and a fancy wig. He seemed to think he was a real scientist rather than a highschool teacher, because he kept muttering random theories to himself and ordering Nemu to fetch his equipment at odd intervals.
Unohana-sensei was probably the most normal teacher I'd met all day- with the exception of Ukitake-sensei, because she could make hell freeze over with one glare. This I experience just 10 minutes into the class, whilst in the middle of a conversation with Nel.
"Now, who can tell me what the function of this part is?" Unohana-sensei asked, oblivious to the giggles coming from the back of the classroom. Her dark eyes swept once across the classroom before landing on a group of boys consisting Ulquiorra, Grimmjow, Szayel and Nnoitra, who were all roaring with laughter about something. Well, except Ulquiorra, who remained as passive as ever. I don't think he was about to crack a smile anytime soon.
"Szayel?"
"Uh… for stuff," he answered, smirking.
Unohana-sensei simply stared at him.
"It's painstakingly obvious that 4 years of education have been wasted on you, Szayel," she continued in her kindest voice. "Of course, that's the only answer you can give, since you've never needed to know what that part actually does,"
There was a stunned silence as everyone realized what had just been said. As if on cue, Grimmjow and Nnoitra burst out laughing once more, Szayel looking slightly perplexed.
"Haha, she's calling you a fag!" Grimmjow shouted whilst Nnoitra let loose a host of lurid innuendos about everything from Szayel's glasses and hair to his shoes.
"Fags get action too," Szayel answered, returning to his usual self.
"I believe the correct term is virgin," Ulquiorra chipped in. Everyone turned around to stare at him in total shock, including Grimmjow and Nnoitra who simply stared at him, mouths gaping open, in total silence, for the first time that day.
"What?" Ulquiorra responded to the looks of total incredulity. "Everyone knows about Szayel, of course,"
"Blimey, I never thought I'd be proud of you, but here I am, being proud," Grimmjow stated after finally founding his voice, a wide grin on his face.
"Shut up Grimmjow," Ulquiorra advised his boyfriend, who surprisingly listened to him. I couldn't help but smirk a little, and turned to Nel who looked as though this happened every day.
"Is Unohana-sensei allowed to say things like that?" I murmured, confused. "Wouldn't she get into trouble?"
"Oh, there's nothing wrong with what she said," Nel replied airily, watching the scene with some interest. "Unohana-sensei's clever like that. She never says this sort of thing out loud; more like implies it so no-one can incriminate her for it. If anyone dared to, which I don't think they would,"
"But-"
"Come on Rukia, if you were to tell the Principal what she said, wouldn't it sound ridiculous?"
I gave a sort of nervous laugh, thinking for a moment.
"I suppose so," I answered finally.
I made another mental note to never get on Unohana-sensei's bad side.
After class ended, I made my way to the gym changing rooms- only to be barred by an angry-looking purple-haired girl- co-incidentally the same girl that had been glaring daggers at me through English.
"I know what you're trying to do, Rukia," she started, her tone snide, as soon as I approached her, a look of extreme disgust on her face. "Don't think you can get away with it either," she added in an unmistakably threatening undertone.
"What?" I asked, confused. I wasn't sure of what I'd done to earn her wrath.
"You stupid, little-"
"Cut it out, Senna," came a loud voice, accompanied by a slim female with spiky black hair. "Give her a break, will 'ya?" she added, sounding exasperated.
"Tatsuki, you know what I do to people like her," she sneered, glaring at me some more.
"I'm not aware she did anything wrong," Tatsuki answered in a casual voice.
"If she so much as comes near Ichigo-"
"So, that's what this is about?" Tatsuki challenged, her voice suddenly louder.
"She'll suffer the same fate if she's not careful," Senna snarled, before stalking off to get changed.
"The last time a girl flirted with Ichigo, Senna broke her arm," Tatsuki added nonchalantly.
"She what?" I added, my tone incredulous. "But why?"
"She's incredibly, uh… possessive, I suppose," Tatsuki said, shrugging.
"So… are they dating?" I asked, perplexed why someone like Ichigo, who seemed pretty okay, would date a cow like Senna. Maybe he was the type that went for looks.
"Goodness, no," Tatsuki answered. "She'd be so much worse if they were!" I couldn't help but privately agree.
"She likes to act if Ichigo is her boyfriend, though,"
"How does Ichigo feel about it?"
"That's the thing," Tatsuki answered with a sigh. "I don't know. In fact, I don't think he really knows either,"
"Surely he must realize there's something going on if Senna behaves the way she is?"
"I don't think he really cares," Tatsuki admitted a little sadly.
"Why don't you ask him then?"
"Well, Ichigo's my best friend," she began. "And if I told him, he'd have to talk to Senna, which might… complicate things, and upset him. Which I don't want to do. Anyway, why mend something that's not broken?"
"Oh… okay," I replied, slightly confused. "We should go, we'll be late,"
"Yeah. And don't worry Rukia, she's only a black belt in karate," she said, smirking at me.
Don't worry? Black belt? Was Tatsuki immune to pain, or what?
"Only a black belt?" I said, my voice slightly shaky. Her smirk grew wider, into a full-blown grin.
"She's only a black belt. I'm a third dan," she said.
From then on, me and Tatsuki became friends. It was one of those things that just… happened, really. Mutual dislike for the same person certainly helped. And strangely enough, I was beginning to feel at home here already, more than I had done back at the old manor. Shaking my head slightly, I trudged off to the gym.
It turned out that I was awful at volleyball. I kept getting smacked on the knee, my glasses sliding down my nose due to sweat, to the point that they eventually just fell off and I was hobbling off the court by the end of class. I think Senna tried really hard to get me, but Tatsuki was on my team, watching my back, for which I was grateful. Gym had never really been one of my strong points. After saying goodbye to Tatsuki, I made my way back to my room, feeling slightly nervous at what- or who I would find there. Swiping my card, I opened the door to find the room already occupied.
The blonde who had been flirting with the math teacher- Rangiku- was sprawled across the leather couch watching what looked like a cheesy rom-com, her eyes glued to the screen. Nearby was an auburn-headed girl shouting at the screen about something that sounded like aubergines, and a small girl about my size with equally as dark hair was eating popcorn, silently enjoying the movie.
At my entrance two of the girls looked up, the aubergine-girl still screaming about vegetables, curious expressions on their faces.
"My, my," Rangiku said with some intrigue, swinging her long legs off the couch and approaching me. "So you're our new roomie, eh?"
"Uh… yes," I answered, rather meekly. Rangiku smiled, and before I could protest, pulled me into a bone crushing hug.
"You're soooo adorable, just like Momo! Awwww, aren't you a cutie!"
I was finding it hard to breathe at this point, and I uselessly tried to flap my arms about, but it didn't work.
"Um… I…"
"Rangiku-san, you're crushing her," came a soft voice. At the sound of the voice, Rangiku immediately let go of me, and surveyed me with curiosity, as though I was a piece of clothing or something.
"Sorry," she answered, not sounding sorry at all. Funnily enough, I didn't mind.
"I'm Momo, by the way," the girl who had spoken said, smiling at me. "And that's Orihime-san," she continued, jabbing a finger over to the auburn-headed girl who had finally switched off the TV and joined the troup.
"Hi, Rukia-chan!" she exclaimed, waving her arms about like a windmill. "Pleasure to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you too, all of you," I answered, feeling tired. It had been a long day and I just wanted to rest. My roommates seemed nice enough, though, at least I didn't have Senna as a roommate. They all took the hint though, and let me trudge upstairs to get some rest.
"Come down for dinner when you feel like it!" Rangiku called out. "Or maybe not, Orihime's cooking tonight…" she added, taking no notice of Orihime's reproach. At that point, I drifted off, and fell asleep on the covers fully dressed, not having recovered entirely from jet-lag the previous day.
"Hey! My cooking isn't that bad!"
"We are not having chocolate and leek soup today, let me get that straight, Orihime,"
"But it's delicious!"
"I'll be okay with some ramen, actually," Rangiku added thoughtfully.
"Why don't we order out?" Momo suggested.
"Hmm, good idea," Rangiku said, agreeing with the girl. "I wonder what Rukia would want though?
"Why don't we ask?" Orihime chipped in?
Slowly, the three girls made their way upstairs, eager to talk to their roommate, only to find her fast asleep.
"Bless her, she's already asleep," Rangiku said. "Well, let's go order some ramen anyway, shall we?"
Uh, right. XD I had to make Senna a bitch, because there's always a bitch. Now don't tell me my writing is too cliche, I can assure you it won't be cliche D: but high school stories aren't the same without a resident bitch! Now don't get me wrong, I don't hate Senna in the least (I know some of you do though and I don't blame you XD) but well, I don't think Orihime would have fit the role.
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Tazski