Never what it seems
Ch.4 You've no idea
Ichigo (3rd person) POV
Ichigo could feel the tension in the air as an uncomfortable silence set in between him and Ishida. 'Me and my big mouth!' Kurosaki cursed silently in his head. He didn't know what to do now. Should he tell Ishida now or make up some excuse? His traitorous mouth began moving. "Ishida I know this is strange but will you-"
He was cut off by a "Hi guys!" from the cheerful Orihime. His resolve was shattered instantly in those few seconds. "Hey Orihime!" Ichigo said grinning widely with a fake grin. Could the day have gotten any worse?
Ishida greeted Orihime politely. 'Figures' Ichigo thought. "What're you guys up to?" Orihime asked. "Just moving some things." Ishida replied absentmindedly. Ichigo couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking about.
"Need help?" She asked. "No, we don't." Ichigo answered wishing she would leave them alone already. It wasn't that he didn't like her, but he really wanted to talk to Ishida.
"Are you sure?" She asked, practically begging to be given something to do. "We're sure." Ishida said somewhat impatiently. Maybe he also wanted to talk?
"Oi! Orihime, get back here!" Came Tatsuki's loud voice. "Aww, I don't wanna." Orihime pouted. "I don't either but we have to." Tatsuki answered. Nodding toward Ishida and Ichigo to show she acknowledged their presence.
"What's up, Tatsuki?" Ichigo asked. "We were assigned to helping out in the school festival. We're going to be making some of the posters." She answered without missing a beat.
"I'm not going back there! It's boring!" Orihime said running down the hall sticking her tongue out. "You're one hundred years too early to try running from me!" Tatsuki said running her after a short 'later'.
Ichigo let out a sigh, relieved that the distractions were gone. Ishida glanced at him. "So what were you going to say, strawberry?" he asked. Ichigo stared in shock at the quincy. First of all, he had used his nickname. Second, he now remembered what he said before being interrupted.
"Um, I-I was going to say…er…wanna hang out at my house tonight? Like, y'know a sleep over?" the words had slipped out of his mouth. He didn't mind too much though because it meant Ishida had forgotten about the 'like' thing. Said quincy looked surprised...and confused.
"A sleep over, strawberry?" Ishida asked. "Isn't that a bit childish?" "Well, u-um, we could hang out and have a pillow fight and stuff?" Ichigo was really nervous now. That sounded really to stupid didn't it?
"…Why not? I don't see anything wrong with it." Ishida answered. Ichigo felt his heart grow wings and fly. "Awesome. After school, we go to your house and you can pick things up!" he answered with a real smile not a false one he pulled on sometimes. Ishida gave a small smile of his own in return then it turned into a thoughtful frown. "What about your family?"
"Oh, well my sisters are staying at a friend's house and my dad's on a business trip." he answered quickly. "Ok. But we should really get these boxes to their destination." Ishida answered with an amused smirk.
"R-right." Ichigo answered slightly embarrassed because he had forgotten all about those. When they got to the classroom, the lights were off. They turned them on and set the boxes down, only to get hit with a small cloud of dust in their faces. Ishida was wheezing so Ichigo patted him on the back to help him. Man, it was dusty!
"Why's it so dusty in here?" Ichigo asked slightly annoyed. "The club who owned*cough* this place never*cough* cleaned it I guess." Ishida said. "Come on, let's go. You're coughing way too much. Are you allergic to dust or something?"
"I don't *cough*know. Maybe? I don't go to the doctor's that often and I live alone, so it would be a waste of*cough* money." Ishida said simply. "Wait. So you live by yourself?!" Ichigo asked shock evident on his face. "Yes. Who do you think I lived with? My father? I can't*cough* stand him."Ishida said walking out of the classroom.
Ichigo thought this over in his head as he followed Ishida, wondering what his Ishida's dad was like. He imagined some big, dumb guy, the type that would definitely annoy Ishida. Then he thought about what else Ishida had said. "My dad's a doctor. He could examine you." Ichigo said.
Ishida looked at him in surprise yet again. Ichigo was on a roll today. Ishida answered quietly, "I don't like doctors. I don't trust them, and besides my dad's one too." "You shouldn't let your dad get in the way of your well being! My dad's a good doctor, you'll see!" Ichigo said frustrated that Ishida wasn't taking care of himself.
Ishida's eyes began to shift nervously around the hallway. "F-fine. If I tell you the real reason you promise not to laugh?" Ichigo nodded. Glad that Ishida was being open and honest with him. "I hate shots." Came Ishida's almost inaudible voice. "They scare me a lot."
"Why?" Ichigo asked curious. "Because they do, okay?! How should I know? I don't have the answer to everything!" Ishida practically yelled. He looked a little pained as if even thinking about shots brought back painful memories. Ichigo was surprised by his outburst then realized he had asked a very stupid question. What was he thinking?
"S-sorry, that was a dumb question. I sort of understand though, I used to be scared of them too." He said trying to calm Ishida down. "Really." Ishida said quietly. Ichigo nodded. At least the quincy had calmed down some. "Don't worry. Just because you go to the doctors doesn't mean you have to get shots, y'know."
"Oh. Okay." Ishida said nodding, trying to reassure himself he wouldn't be getting any shots anytime soon. The bell rang just then. "Looks like schools over strawberry." Ishida said regaining his cool demeanor. "Yeah. I'm gonna go tell Keigo and the others I won't be hanging out with them today. Wait for me at the front gate?" Ichigo asked.
"Of course." Ishida said calmly. Ichigo watched Ishida rounding the corner. He really didn't have any idea just how excited and happy he made Ichigo, did he?
Hope you like. Did I do okay on the third person POV? Comments are seriously appreciated.