A/N: Yo, yo, yo!
Ichigo: ^^; What the hell?
Neko-Chan: I dunno *shrugs*
Grimmjow: Ain't ya gonna introduce the chapter?
Neko-Chan: Fine.
This is Chapter 7 of 'Fancy Dress.' Happy?
Ichigo: Well I ain't! At least do a recap!
Neko-Chan: They can just click the back button!
Grimmjow: I'll fuckin' do it!
Dumb ass pineapple head overreacted when he saw me an' berry boy gettin' freaky on the dance floor. See? Wasn't that hard. Stupid bitch!
Neko-Chan: I can just make you go have a visectime in the story *glares*
Grimmjow: I take it back. All of it.
Neko-Chan: Yosh. Here's chapter 7!
Ichigo's POV
My alarm clock woke me up like every other average day. My dad tried to attack me like every other average day. Everything seemed normal but inside, I felt like crying. When I first woke up I didn't remember what had happened last night. I didn't remember how drunk I got. How one of my best friends caught me with Grimmjow. How he yelled at me. How I ran home in tears.
Now I regret not telling Renji that I had discovered that I was gay. I regret only telling Toushiro and Shinji. There were multiple reasons I never told him though. There never was a good opportunity to tell him and even when there was I would back out in case he reacted in a negative way.
When I made my way to school I never encountered Grimmjow or Nel. My head was low all the way there and I knew that Renji would be avoiding me.
When I entered my classroom everyone was silent immediately. Everyone's heads turned towards the door and I knew straight away that someone had blabbed about last night. Chad nodded at me as I sat down and I smiled halfheartedly at him. I knew he would be fine with it. Orihime and Tatsuki were acting as normal and smiled and waved. I kind of half smiled at them and turned towards the window.
The door opened and in walked Renji and Rukia. Renji didn't even look at me and just sat down beside Rukia near the back. Shit. If it was gonna be like this all day then I'm going home at lunch.
Grimmjow's POV
I burst through the classroom door half way through 1st period, sweating slightly and panting. My hangover pills didn't start to work there magic until 8.55 so I had to run. If I was absent for more than a day then I would be suspended. I hated school. I only went for art and to see my friends.
I grinned at Kyoraku sensei as he glared at me and sat down at the back near the windows. I felt at least 6 pairs of eyes at me and looked up. Typical. Renji, Rukia... some other people whose names I can't be arsed learning... and Ichigo. I locked eyes with him and he turned around again with a light blush on his cheeks.
Ichigo looked terrible. The blush was cute but apart from that he looked terrible! He looked as if he hadn't slept at all and his hair was drooping slightly, unlike its usual bright spikeyness. I turned towards the window, ignoring the stares I was getting. I grinned remembering my dream from last night. Not just a dream really. It was one of the best dreams I've ever had in my 17 years of life. Well I've had similar but this one topped them all!
Ichigo writhed beneath me as I pounded into him with reckless abandon. He mewled and moaned my name. I kissed him senseless as his long, tanned legs wrapped round my waist tighter, pulling me in even further into his hot, tight entrance. It was so damn vivid and I swear I could practically taste the strawberries from his mouth. I woke up with a tent in my pants and had to jerk off in the shower before Nel woke up. Orange hair and chocolate eyes assaulted my brain as I came.
It was strange knowing that I was now attracted to Ichigo but after what had happened last night I knew I had at least a fraction of a chance. It was a shame about the red head ruining it though. Ichigo looked as if he wanted to cry last night after his so called 'best friend' had yelled at him and overreacted.
I sighed aloud as Kyoraku sensei surged on through his rant. I hated Modern Studies. Kami knows why I was taking it. I just chose subjects at random really cause I was only interested in art. I first got interested in art when my mom took me and Nel to a gallery she had been to when she was little. Well before she left us. Mom left when I was 6 and Nel was 5. I remember walking into the kitchen quite late at night and she was screaming at dad. Now I can't remember what she was actually screaming but she had left a week after that claiming she was going on a 'vacation' and that she loved us very much. How can you love your children and just fucking leave them? Nel only has some memories of her but I remember times when we would have picnics and watch movies and just be happy. When mom left dad started up his own business and looked a shadow of his former self. His once dark blue hair was now getting lighter amd he was greying at the temples. There were bags under his eyes and he would barely speak to us, just ship us off to school and pick us up. When I was 14, a woman named Fumei had taken pity on my dad and actually fallen in love with him. Nel looked so happy to finally have a mother figure but I knew deep down she could never replace mom. Nel called Fumei mom but to this day I still call her Fumei. Damn. I was thinking about how I got into art and now I'm prattling on about some bitch who left my dad? Jesus.
For my 17th birthday me and Nel caught the train to the art gallery that mom took us to. It was all modernized and it seemed like a completely different building. The paintings that once were full of bright colors and unique landscapes, now were replaced my pictures and sketches of cold looking buildings and dull, metallic colors. Needless to say I was disappointed. I made a promise to myself. That I would make art colorful again. Which is why I work so hard in art. I hardy do any work in any other subjects and practically tell some teachers to fuck off. It isn't as if they don't get payed.
The bell rang and made me jump slightly. I grabbed my bag from underneath my desk and made my way to the door only to be stopped my Nnoitra.
''Oi. The fuck's all these rumors 'bout?'' He sneered. Kami, he was one of my friends but sometimes I wanted to fucking deck him.
''What fuckin' rumors?'' I grunted. So not in the mood for this conversation.
''That you were almost fuckin' berry boy over there last night'' Nnoitra said jerking a thumb in the direction of Ichigo, who looked like a fucking ghost. The fuck?
''Dunno where you heard that. Just dancin' with him is all. Now get the fuck outta my way'' I growled shoving the tall bastard to the side and barging past him. Who the fuck would blab and make it sound more than it was? There was 2 college kids there... Toushiro and some... Shinji guy. They couldn't of started them cause they were almost on the other side o' Karakura. Nel wouldn't of told anyone. Rangiku woulda told Nel but I doubt either of them would care much. Rangiku might of told that Orihime chick that they hang around with as well. But she's too innocent.
So would did that leave? Renji... would he really? I mean he would be angry at Ichigo but to actually spread a rumor? Wasn't even that big of a rumor to be honest, cause I've had worse spread about me.
Someone roughly shoved past me. They didn't even- Oh. Speak of the fuckin devil. Renji walked in front of me with the Rukia midget hes crushin' on. Well fuck that. I walked faster and kicked Renji in the back of the knees and he stumbled forward.
''The hell was that for?'' He yelled. Rukia glared at me and I held up my middle finger and shoved past them.
''S'not good to spread rumors bout your friends.'' I shot over my shoulder. I don't even care if he never spread the rumor. I've never liked him. And I hate rumors. Two birds one stone.
Renji's POV
I looked at Grimmjow's back with a confused expression on my face. The hell was he on about? Rukia glanced at me questionably and I just shrugged as we made our way to P.E. After last night I was ashamed of myself. I yelled at my best friend. I wasn't angry because he was gay. I was angry cause I should've been one of the first people he told. He obviously told Toushiro. Who else did he tell?
I overreacted. I was drunk but that shouldn't matter in the slightest. What did Ichigo go through when he discovered that he was gay? I should have been there to support him. But no, I just joked along with him, completely oblivious to the internal struggle he could have been having. Of course we could just shake hands and I could apologise but I'm too stubborn. Ichigo looked like a damn zombie this morning. He probably had the same massive hangover that I was grinning and bearing. Well not actually grinning. It was just a freakin' expression.
I remember the time we first got drunk together and we were almost caught by uncle Kisuke. Or Hat 'n' Clogs as Ichigo calls him. I almost laughed at the memory of us in our drunk state, trying to bake a cake before discovering that we had used salt instead of sugar, and were trying to shove the cake mix into a DVD player.
When I got home last night I had phoned Rukia and poured my heart out to her. She said to meet her this morning before school and when I got there, she slapped me really hard. Harder than Rangiku did last night anyway. She knocked a bit of sense in to me and started yelling at me. She asked me how I thought Ichigo was feeling and then stomped away. Freaking midget.
She was an attractive midget though and she had a point. You see, since I met Rukia I knew I liked her a lot. I wouldn't go as far to say I was in love with her but I was really attracted to her. Ichigo knew- I'm thinking about him again. I really should apologize. I'm not in any of his classes today. Maybe I'll talk to him at lunch.
Rukia and I went our separate ways to get changed and I took my tracksuit bottoms out of my backpack. I pulled my white P.E shirt and black running shoes from my pack and went to the back of the changing rooms. I got changed quickly so that I would be finished changing before that freak Gin got here. With Gin, you could never tell if he was looking at you or not. Creepy son of a bitch. Only 3 other guys were in the changing rooms and I wasn't familiar with them so I didn't bother waiting on 'em.
I jogged along the corridor until I got to the stairwell and I raced down it and pushed open the door that led to the running track. Kenpachi sensei's massive form could be seen in the distance with some of the people that rushed to get changed like me.
'Ok so today the boys are doin' runnin' and the girls are playin' tennis over on the grass beside the school. Any questions? Good. Tell anybody else that turns up the same. Go!'' Kenpachi's voice boomed out. He walked back towards the door I had came through. Kenpachi never beat around the bush and always just gave us instructions and observed. Or sometimes he even went back up to his office and left us outside.
I started jogging round the track joining some of my other classmates. I wasn't unfit by any means but whenever Kenpachi sensei went up to his office I would just sit down on the grass or laze around. But right now I needed something to take my mind off my current problems.
Ichigo's POV
Modern studies had dragged on and I felt myself wilting on my way to maths. I just happened to overhear Grimmjows voice tellin' someone not to spread rumours. Weird. Usually Grimmjow couldn't give a flying fuck about rumors. Even if they were about him.
I didn't even wanna know the rumors. I met more stares when I walked into maths and when Kotetsu sensei shuffled in it made no difference. Well it never did really. Kotetsu sensei never really interacted with the class, she just taught the pupils that were listening. Some days I actually listened cause I didn't wanna be left behind but it just wasn't one of those days.
Once maths had passed everything else just became a blur and before I knew it, it was suddenly lunchtime.
A/N: Yosh! Nuther chapter done :3
I hope it sounds okay haha xD I'm sorry I didn't write this sooner but I started it like... 2 days ago but I only had 5 hours sleep so I didn't think it was fair that you got a half-assed chapter. I'll announce the poll results at the start f chapter 8! ^o^ I need to think of a costume for Yumichika though... I know he'll be there but I need a really extravagant costume for him. Any ideas?
Review please? :)
