Chapter 4: Never Give Up

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Rukia curled up in the storeroom. She wasn't afraid; more like worried F4 would find trouble for Momo or their store.

I hope that Carolyn keeps her promise… Rukia thought.

There was a bang on the storeroom door, followed by some unlocking sounds, and then the door gave away, it burst open.

Oh hell… the petite girl froze when she saw that speck of orange.

'There you are… guess I had to find you personally!' the orange-haired youth said as he approached Rukia.

'I'm warning ya! Get away!' Rukia said, grabbing for the closest racquet 'how did you get in here anyway? I thought there was only one key!'

'That smart-ass Carolyn…' Ichigo smirked 'you cannot be found anywhere in this school, this is our last resort, besides… this guy I know is an expert at lock-picking…'

'YOU!' Rukia screamed, she could take him down, she's sure of it, but she stopped when she realised that Ichigo wasn't alone…

Behind him were all of the F4 members, their followers and their followers' followers.

'Damn you strawberry!' Rukia yelled as she charged forward and tried to smack Ichigo on the head with the badminton racquet.

Now the thing with a badminton racquet is that it is made to hit shuttlecocks, which are very light and made of cork and feathers, or occasionally plastic. So the racquet had to be lightweight, easy to manoeuvre and of course, the net part had to be thin and stretched, which made it very fragile…

The racquet slammed onto the teen's head, his head went right through the netting and he looked like nothing had just happened.

'That all you got midget?' he smirked.

Before Rukia could reply what appeared to be an egg landed on her blazer, then it was followed by another. Ichigo and F4 turned to leave after removing the racquet frame from his head; leaving Rukia trapped inside the storehouse, getting hit by eggs, tomatoes and rotten vegetables.

Rukia felt like crying, she wished that Hisana, Momo or even Byakuya could be there for her.

'DO IT AGAIN! I DARE YOU!' Instead of wailing she screamed at the crowd, there was a pregnant pause.

But they didn't stop, more eggs landed on her.

'DAMN YOU KUROSAKI!' she screamed again, this time someone poured a bagful of flour above her head.

Shit… why didn't I fight back... the girl thought helplessly. She was trapped. And for all she knew no one will come and help her, even if she did manage to fight off a few students she couldn't fight off the whole of Karakura High.

When will they run out of ammo??

In F4's private quarters Ichigo was watching the scene on the plasma screen, smiling to himself.

This is what you get for pissing me off… he thought.

On the screen the students had now left, leaving a dishevelled Rukia falling against the sacks in the room.

Ichigo turned off the television.

'I say she'll come and apologise to me when I count to three, after the clock strikes twelve that is, she needs time to get here.

It was ten minute to twelve, Ichigo was confident that the girl would come running to him in no time, everyone in the past did. Except for Ishida, the guy is just too tough; he had to take it to the extremities. He must admit that the suicide incident is just to make him look bad on the media; the guy sure had brains and nerves, telling the girl to deliver his dry-cleaning to the school huh?

The rest of F4 only stared at him, eyes in wonder. Ichigo had never looked so interested in one of his victims.

'Man, you're so sadistic' Grimmjow commented 'you're mother had taught you well.'

The orange-haired teen's face instantly dropped. He only looked down at his hands spread out in front of him.

'Oh… sorry man I didn't mean…'

But Grimmjow was cut off by the said strawberry, who stared at him blankly.

'You still feel guilty do you?' Hitsugaya cut in 'It's not your fault Masaki had that car accident, you're only an 8 year old kid back then, you only wanted her to attend your preschool graduation!'

'Shut the hell up will ya?' Ichigo shouted; throwing the cup of juice he was drinking against the wall.

Ulquiorra, who was still reading a book, avoided the thrown object.

'You are overreacting' he stated, 'Loneliness cannot be solved through violence. You're not like this.'

'I SAID SHUT UP!' Ichigo yelled, kicking hard on the coffee table, causing the glass bottle of decorative flowers to tumble over and shatter.

'Hey look,' Grimmjow said, quickly changing the topic 'it's 12 o'clock already!'

'Great' Ichigo scowled, following trend 'I shall start counting.'

'One!' he called, facing the entrance and holding his index finger up.

'Two!' he called again, this time raising his middle finger to join the other.

'THREE!' he grinned 'And SNAP!' he clicked his fingers.

Nothing happened.

'Oh she's just nervous' the teen said 'I'll try again'

'One, Two, THREE!' he called again, mimicking his previous movements, but again nothing happened.

'Oh, I forgot she's too dirty to step inside; she must be waiting for me outside!' Ichigo comforted himself. The orange-haired youth sat up from his usual lounging position and walked over to the door, he opened it, but no one was there.

'WHAT THE HELL?' he shouted, his voice audible throughout the whole school 'WHY ISN'T SHE HERE?'

The rest of F4 could only laugh when their usually calm friend began to stomp around the room, occasionally turning on the TV just in case Rukia was anywhere inside the school and she's lost or something.

Rukia isn't shown on any of the cameras hidden around the school, and Ichigo is too naïve to check the bathrooms.

Meanwhile the said girl was in shambles. She tumbled towards her house on her bicycle. Passers by shot her concerned glances. She wouldn't be bothered to ask for an early departure slip or even tell a teacher of what happened. F4 rules the school, so the teachers would stick up to them too.

'Rukia-chan! What happened?' Momo exclaimed when she opened the door revealing a horrible-looking girl covered in egg yolk, milk and flour. What is worse is that Rukia didn't shed a single tear. It was her turn to stay and look after the store while Rukia attend school normally.

Rukia said nothing; she only walked in and headed for the bathroom.

'Oy! Rukia-chan! Answer my question!' Momo pleaded but Rukia looked at her and continued walking.

She did not say a thing when the two cleaned up the mess, she did not speak a word when they tried to clean up her uniform.

'Is it that F4?' Momo made a careful guess, she had also heard about the famous group, and she knew what happened between Ichigo and Rukia on her first day.

'I don't wanna talk about it…' Rukia finally said, sighing at herself in the mirror. She looked much better after cleaning but there's something that seemed missing in her expression.

'RUKIA!' Momo shouted, grabbing the petite's girl's shoulders and shaking them 'This is NOT YOU! Where's the brave Rukia-chan I befriended who never gives up no matter what happens?'

Rukia looked up at her friend and smiled.

'I'm not depressed and I haven't gone emo… 'She said weakly 'I just don't get why people with money had to rule the world, they're ultra snobby pig-heads and would probably die young from drug overdose, why do we have to suffer under them when we haven't done anything…'

'That's why you have to make your mark in this world!' Hinamori encouraged 'I promise you I'll do something about this! I PROMISE!'

'Momo…' Rukia sighed 'you don't have to… no… you SHOULDN'T! I'm not getting you into trouble.'

'I grew up with you' Momo stated 'I shall always be with you! Now, Rukia, fighting!' she made the traditional 'fighting' sign.

'I'll go to your school tomorrow' Hinamori announced 'I'll go to that lounge room place according to your description and beat the crap out of Kurosaki and his little friends, now he can't give me the red card now can he? I don't even go to Karakura High!'

'Momo…' Rukia started

'Shut up Rukia! Just leave this to me…' the determined girl interrupted.

For some reason Rukia had a very bad feeling about this…

A/N: For some reason I'm not entirely pleased with this chapter~ Hmm…

Now there's something you don't see in BOF, watch out for HitsuHina hints in the next chap!

Sorry if characters are OOC, they're not trust me, the reason will eventually be revealed!

Well, thanks to my reviewers for the previous chap, that's chaossv, Achillea., tellie and None93.

Teaser Time! Here we go~

Momo stared at the teen crouching on the couch, he was wearing a gray shirt which contrasted to his white hair and black slacks, and he was barefoot, currently absorbed into his music.

'Oy! You're a part of the F4 aren't you?' she called.

Said boy turned around, his icy green orbs burning into her brown ones. Her cheeks instantly turned red.

'Who are you.' the handsome youth asked a flushed Momo…

R&R! No flames or Karakura High students will chuck eggs, milk and flour at you!