Extraordinary Cinderella

By: Shinku Amakusa a.k.a Shia

Disc: Bleach is Tite Kubo's, not mine

Warning: OOC, AU, grammatical error, misspelling, etc, etc

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Chapter 7 ~ A half pair of glass shoe

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"You really have some guts, don't you?"

Rukia raised an eyebrow and stared at the orange haired girl in front of her.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Orihime-san…"

"Don't act freaking innocent like that! I know you were the bitch who danced with Kurosaki-kun last night!" Orihime yelled. Anger flashed in her eyes.

"Kurosaki… kun? Who is that?"

"Oh please, don't make me kill you right now, bitch." Orihime hissed in annoyance. "You didn't know who he is? That's the silliest thing I've ever heard."

'I just dance with one person last night. That orange-head… and the person who Orihime wants to dance the most… don't tell me he's…'

"…the… prince?" Rukia's voice was barely audible.

"You've got your brain back, huh?"

"Bu—but! I—"

"I don't know how did you manage to get into the palace and honestly I didn't care much about what are you going to do. But, you've crossed the line, bitch."

"Orihime-san, I—"

"I loathe people who want to steal something mine or something that's going to be mine the most. And you've just be one of them."

"I'm sorry, I didn't intend to—"

"Once again you step out from this house without my permission or try to do anything related with Kurosaki-kun, I'll tell mother about this and you can say bye-bye right away." Orihime gave her a dead stare. "Am I clear?"

Rukia nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry."

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At Karakura Palace

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"So, when you will marry that princess?"

No answer.

"How will you propose her?"

Still.

"Or… have you already done it?"

Silence.

"Should we invite her to live here before the marriage?"

Sigh.

"Oh, what's that petite princess' name again?"

A heavy one.

"Will you shut up for a while?" Ichigo stared at his father with an annoyed look.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so depressed? If I remember correctly, you even smiled when you dance last night." Isshin asked.

"I—"

"And my memory is still in a perfect shape!" he interrupted.

"I can kill you right now." Ichigo hissed.

"O-okay…" Isshin stopped.

Ichigo sighed one more time.

"Let me tell you one thing: I'm not going to get married tomorrow. And for your information, I don't even know who she is nor how to meet her again. So, just forget it." Ichigo stood up and walked away without looking at his father.

"My, my… How come you become that desperate just because a woman, my son?" Isshin smirked.

"Father, will Ichi-nii be okay?" Yuzu worried.

"Rest assured. He'll be okay." Isshin patted Yuzu's head gently.

"How do you know that? He looks like he lost something important and don't have any spirit to life. That's pathetic…" Karin sighed.

"Yes, he indeed has lost something important. But, because he's my son, he'll find a way to get it back. No matter what."

Isshin's smirk grew bigger as he said those words.

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Rukia closed her room's door slowly and stood still. She laid her back against the door and slowly closed her eyes. Her eyebrows knitted and she let out a heavy sigh.

"This is… impossible." She muttered.

She sat on the floor with her back still laid against the door. Her head spinning and she rustled her own hair frustrated.

"How come… that orange-head… is the prince? Why… why did the fairies want me to dance with him? Why did I agree without thinking further? Why…" She lowered her voice. "…I can't stop thinking about him…?"

"Aaaarrghhh! This is really a mess!" she groaned.

Suddenly, she felt her hand touched something cold on the floor. Rukia stopped raking her hair and looked at the thing beside her…

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A half pair of glass shoe

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… is the only thing she left here. A visible evidence of her arrival last night. The invisible one was the warmth in his hands. Nothing more, nothing less. She came without a proper greeting, and left without a proper goodbye. They just spent less than a night together and they haven't known each other before. But…

"…why I can't stop thinking about her?" Ichigo mumbled to a glass shoe on his hand.

He chuckled slightly.

"It seems she also stole my sanity away." He smiled. "This is a serious crime and how come I let that thief ran away from me?"

He tightened his grip on the glass shoe.

"I have to get my heart and my sanity back. I won't let a thief live peacefully out there while she got my things with her."

He stood up.

"I have to find you, midget."

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Tbc

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AN: Whoa! Another chapter is done! Gomen for my late update… My National Exam is coming! Huwaaahh… . And my End School Exam is also coming. God….! Really, I want to go die in hole! I love school, but not when it's the time for exam! So, I think I will be late again for updating. Please forgive me… T.T

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Last but not least, arigatou gozaimasu and ja matta!