a continuation of prompt 33 - jealous
100 Snippets
By: Jaylonni Love
Prompt 84 – Confessions
Final Word Count: 607
.i don't own bleach.
He'd avoided her the remainder of the day. Thankfully, they hadn't been given a free period, they were too close to University entrance exams to do so. So much information was being jam packed into their brains and he was grateful for the distraction. He's not sure he can look her in her eye right now, especially after the scene he'd caused on the roof. He'd realized she was following him when she came out the door a minute after he did. Thankfully, he'd been able to duck into a dark corner before she spotted him. He'd have to remind Rukia how grateful he was for his Shinigami training when he saw her.
It was the end of the day and the moment the bell rang, he was up and out of the classroom before anyone could blink. He couldn't give her the slightest bit of an opening to speak to him. He was still trying to get his jealousy in check after what had unfolded on the roof. His white canvas shoes were slipped off and quickly replaced with his brown loafers before he was half sprinting out of the school, heading home.
If he could make it there without her catching him, he'd have ample time to get over himself before he had to face her again. However, that dream was shot the moment that he heard her call out to him. He could tell that she was running, trying to catch up. And despite himself, he stopped just outside the gate of the school and turned to look at her. She stopped a few paces in front of him, huffing to catch her breath before she finally spoke.
"Is everything okay, Kurosaki-kun," she asked softly. Her school bag was clasped by both hands in front of her, her feet crossed at the ankles. He couldn't help but notice over the years that she stood like that often. "You rushed away from the roof this afternoon during lunch and then you practically ran away from the school. Is there something wrong?"
Ichigo swallowed thickly, gesturing for her to follow him. He saw the guy that she'd been talking to making his way towards them over her head and he did not want to deal with that again. She followed him without a second thought as they headed in the direction of his home. He knew eventually he would have to explain what was going on.
"Kurosaki-kun?"
He blows a breath, looking ahead. If he were to look at her, he'd never get the words out of his mouth.
"I'm fine, Inoue. I promise."
"But you ran away from the roof at lunch. And I didn't get a chance to talk to you in class. Are you sure you're alright, Kurosaki-kun?"
Ichigo sighed, running a hand through his hair. He couldn't bring himself to look at her as he answered. "Well… I guess you could say that I was jealous because you were talking to Ito."
"But why? He's my friend, like you are."
"Because I love you," he says.
He's not sure if she heard him or not, he'd said it so quietly. But the light gasp was enough to tell him that she had, in fact, heard what had come out of his mouth. And then he felt her arms wrap around his waist, causing him to stop mid-step. He's afraid to move, afraid that if he does then the entire illusion will shatter. Her arms wrap themselves tighter around him. He can feel the curve of her smile against his back where her face pressed into his shirt.
"I love you too, Kurosaki-kun."