Getting to know you
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"Hey Takashi who did you choose for the project?" Ichigo asked the white haired boy as the three sat near the window, in Renji's math class during break. A week after the incident after school.
"I don't know, I haven't talked to Kuchiki since the teacher gave us the project" Takashi stated
"What?! you haven't even started!?" Renji's eyes went wide, as he leaned over the table, his chair tipsy.
"Yeah"
"Dude! you better get started! this isn't a project you can just slack off on!" Ichigo advised, to the wide eyes of his friends, he only gave them odd stares
"What?"
"Whoa! I never thought I'd see the day Ichigo would take a project seriously!" Renji faked his heart stopping,
"Yeah haha keep acting and one day that will happen to you!" Ichigo smirked as he lifted his left foot from under the table and pushed Renji's chair back, letting him crash onto the floor.
The room filled to the brim with laughter at the expense of the red head, Takashi and Ichigo laughed out loud both overly zealous at joining in.
"Damn you Ichigo!" Renji snarled getting himself off the floor and aiming a right hook at the carrot tops head, however Ichigo ducked before the fist even came close to him thus beginning their fight, to the extreme boredom of Takashi.
"Would you two stop acting like five year olds!" he automatically shouted not fully knowing where that comparison came from, for he had no idea how five year old acted. After all he couldn't even remember how he acted when he was five. Soon sadness and emptiness began to fill his heart, and Takashi got up and left.
'Why...? damn it!' his face twisted in frustration as he could feel himself getting depressed again,
'I need to get my mind off this!' and so Takashi wandered the school, not really sure where his feet were leading him he just followed. Soon the white haired boy found himself out side of the emerald green library doors, and decided to walk in only to see a figure at a table, he DIDN'T expect to see for a while. It was Kuchiki Rukia doing something that seemed to be like research.
'Damn it! why did she have to be here?!' he thought with a sigh,
"Awww what's the sad face for son?" a deep voice asked from behind the shocked Takashi,
"AH! wha...what the hell?!" he turned around holding his chest, as his heart beat with fierceness. Lime green eyes met tiny pools of wood, as he was looking into the eyes of the librarian, Kyouraku Shunsui; with the assistant librarian Ise Nanao shaking her head from behind.
"Ah! K...Kyouraku san I..I wasn't looking sad!" Takashi lamely excused himself, looking away
"Hmm? Nanao chan! I think we have a liar here, this boy thinks we didn't see that sad face before" the oddly dressed old man smirked, he was dressed in a bright pink tee- shirt, cream slacks, and white shoes his curly brown hair tied up into a pony tail.
"Please Kyouraku san don't use that suffix with my name" the dark haired lady scolded as she pushed her glasses up from their bridge, she wore a loose fitted white shirt with the cuffs rolled up, her pants were black like her pinned up hair, and her shoes were black high heels. She was always seen with a book in her hands.
"Awww Nanao chan! don't be like that!"
"I said stop Kyouraku san!"
"Naaaaannnnaaaaaooooo cchhhhhaaannnn!" the old man exasperated as he flung himself towards the pissed off woman, Takashi quickly turned around before he saw a side of a teacher he didn't want to see. His attention was automatically drawn towards white eyes that stared intently at him from across the room.
'Her eyes...' he mused as he swore that he knew this feeling flowing through out his body as the small Kuchiki watched him, in a sort of way considering if she knew what she was looking at since she was blind. Takashi took a breath and slowly walked his way towards her table until he was across from her.
He cleared his throat when she didn't look at him but continued to stare at the place he was at moments ago.
'Looks like she wasn't looking at me after all' a stab of pain flashed through his heart for a moment but he quickly shook it off and tried to start a conversation, when a certain person didn't seen to be present.
"Where's your bodyguard?" he looked around for the black haired man, not noticing Rukia's face looked a bit shocked, confused and angry.
"Please use the right suffix for Shuuhei, Hitsugaya san"
"...Right...where's Hisagi san?"
"I don't see why that concerns you Hitsugaya san" Rukia responded coolly, returning back to her tactile book,
"Fine, it's not like I care! but I came here to tell you that we have to find a person to research and fast" the white haired boy crossed his arms, as he looked down at the now looking up girl,
"I have already started"
"What?! why didn't you tell me?!"
"...I couldn't find you besides all you have to do is be there to present it" Rukia returned to her book, clearly missing Toushiro's face winch in anger and embarrassment,
"Look Kuchiki san I don't know what's wrong with you that you think you're better than everyone! and frankly I don't care! but we were assigned this project together and that's how it's going to be! whether you like that or not!" he pointed to her face forgetting that she couldn't see it, he didn't care. The girl just ticked him off! she acted like she was the queen of everyone! so maybe she was but still! she was the one who said that in school she would be just a student NOT the Kuchiki heiress.
Rukia sat silently for a moment before replying in a tone that took Takashi a while to process, it sounded regretful and lonely.
"If you wouldn't mind us doing a report on General Yamamoto Isoroku, Hitsugaya san I would greatly appreciate it, for I've already started on some information"
"General Yamamoto? the Navy commander in Pearl Harbor and Midway?" Takashi wasn't one for history, sure he was in an advanced class and was passing with great grades but he really didn't care for it outside of the class. However he did hear a thing or two about Yamamoto.
"Yes"
"Alright, we'll do him" finally they were going to get along!
"Hey Kuchiki is this right?" he held a piece of paper in front of the raven haired girl, on his right to see, when he realized his BIG mistake,
"Oh shit! I'm sorry Kuchiki! I...I forgot! I didn't mean!" Takashi began to stutter like a buffoon, when Rukia only cracked a tiny smile, the white haired boy didn't miss that.
"Wha...what's so funny Kuchiki?" he quickly found that he liked Rukia's smile, even if it was just a crack of a smirk
"Nothing Hitsugaya san, let's get back to work" her smile vanished as fast as it had appeared.
'Kuchiki...' the thought of last weeks after school incident was still fresh in his mind as Rukia cried on the floor like a broken china doll. He didn't want to see her like that ever again. He was sure of that as hell was hot.
"We had better stop now, the bell is about to ring" Rukia softly said as she gathered her laptop and papers
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow here right?" Takashi slightly redden but kept it to a minimum as he sounded like a promise to a date, 'The hell is wrong with me?'
"Yes, yes I think I will see you tomorrow Hitsugaya san" Rukia turned to the white haired boy and just looked his way, with eyes that spoke words that he didn't quite understand,
'Ku...chiki...' Takashi unconsciously took a step forward forgetting the already small space between the two, and fell right on top of the raven haired girl. Gasps escaped from both the teens lips as they landed on the ground, their research paper flushed all around them in chaos. He held himself up by his elbows as Rukia laid under him, looking up into his lime green eyes, he into her white eyes.
She looked beautiful! no that was an understatement, Kuchiki Rukia wasn't just beautiful, she was stunning! she was breathtaking, she was...an angel. Takashi's face flushed deep red automatically after he finished that thought process, trying his hardest to ignore how his heart pulled, how his stomach turned, and especially how his body burned for some reason. How come Rukia was the only person to be able to make him feel this way?
"GET THE HELL OFF RUKIA SAMA, YOU BASTARD!" a scream of pure hatred and annoyance sounded through out the library as Hisagi Shuuhei stood shaking in anger.
Me- Ohhhh! Shuuhei saw them!
what's he going to do?!
and why did Rukia smile and laugh around Toushiro... I mean Takashi? hmmm?
By the way General Yamamoto is a real guy! I learned in history class, I used him because well...I think the real author of Bleach based Yama- jii on Yamamoto Isoroku at least that's what I think...of course they do look a bit alike...ANYWAY!
keep reading and reviewing to find out! please!
