Oh my God this took me forever to write. X,x, death to my brain, it hurts. However, more is coming! Hope you like these two chapters.
Isamu helped Tatsuki down from the stage before they were both attacked by Rukia and Orihime. They were congratulated on how well they did, there were a few "oh my gods" thrown in. Isamu's hand was around Tatsuki's waist almost the whole time they were being told how awesome they were.
"Thanks thanks, now come on, let's all relax. It's only 9:30. We still have a few hours." Isamu said, a smile across his face. Tatsuki moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. She rested her head against his chest, and he smiled.
"You two are quite the couple!" Orihime said with a smile. She was sitting next to Ichigo, who was looking off into space.
"Earth to Strawberry, this is Ground control. Start paying attention." Isamu said with a grin. Ichigo blinked and looked at him.
"Huh, oh sorry, I was thinking."
"Oh really? I thought you were counting tiles on the ceiling," Isamu took Tatsuki's hand in his and smirked, "Come on guys, let's hit the dance floor. People gotta be out there now."
Everyone got excited then. The real fun was about to begin. Isamu lead them back down to the main floor, and it was packed. People almost from wall to wall, and barely any room to do anything, except dance that is. The bouncer lifted the rope for all of them, and Isamu directed them in. The party had finally begun.
Within a short time, everyone had found their place on the floor. Tatsuki and Isamu were in a corner, dancing near each other. Tatsuki was showing a different side of herself, grinding into Isamu and teasing him some. He smirked and would nip at her, and tease back.
Rukia had somehow found herself at the bar, drinking something. She was sure it was sake, but wasn't entirely positive. The bartender kept giving her drinks, knowing she was on the VIP list. So Rukia kept drinking, not to be rude.
And in the middle of it all was Orihime and Ichigo, dancing near each other. They played off each others dance moves, moving in closer to each other and then breaking apart. They seemed to have their own beat going, a beat that kept pulling them closer.
Suddenly, the music changed, turning into a slow dance. Couples started forming, and Ichigo took Orihime into his arms, pulling her close. "Ichi…Ichigo…I don't know how to dance!" Orihime whispered.
"Just step back and forth Orihime, and spin. Everyone else does it that way." Ichigo whispered back, his arms around her waist. Orihime moved her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. They slowly started to dance.
"Ichigo...." Orihime whispered softly after a minute.
"Yeah?" He replied, taking a soft look at her.
"Thank you for dancing with me, for just coming along tonight."
"I wouldn't have gone if you weren't here as well." He soon was now staring right into Orihime's eyes, as she was staring at him.
"You mean, you came just because I was going to be here?"
"What's so wrong with that Orihime?" Ichigo said.
"It just, makes me think."
"About what?"
"You. Me. Us. Anyway to put it."
"I think I get where you're going, and I think I know how to answer your next question."
"What do you mean?" She asked, but was answered in the most unexpected of ways; Ichigo kissed her. It was an uneasy kiss, a first kiss. But it was a kiss.
Of course, the kiss didn't go unnoticed, and cheers went flying. Isamu was clapping slowly, a smile across his face, Tatsuki leaning against him, whistling. Orihime was blushing, but she leaned into Ichigo's shoulder, hiding her face. Ichigo wrapped his arms around her and held her close.
The fun had ended however, when the wall blew out, people flying backwards and now running off screaming. What they thought had happened, was a car had crashed through the building. However, behind the truck, with the people running past him, stood a giant.
"Well well, if it isn't the shinigami that cut my arm off!" Yammy grinned, looking up into the sky. "Hey Grimmjow, you gonna join the fun?"
Descending with an evil smirk, Grimmjow eyed everyone in the club that could see him. "If it ain't the Shinigami's dancing club. What's next Kurosaki? You gonna be less clothed and moving more?" Grimmjow laughed. Ichigo however, was already out of his body, Kon running with Orihime. Rukia, somehow sober, was right next to Ichigo.
"Stop." Everyone, including the freshly arrived Arrancar, looked back. The voice that had halted them, was that of Isamu. He stepped forward, pushing Tatsuki back. She grabbed his arm.
"Isamu no! They'll kill you!" She cried. He turned to her and kissed her softly, causing Grimmjow to chuckle.
"Look, Tatsuki, I'm sorry, but I need to do this. This is something that I need to do. Only one thing more in this world holds me here, and that's you. Just stay back, I'll end this soon." He whispered. She looked at him, stunned. He stepped back and took out a small charm. It was hanging from a braided chain. "I didn't want to show you this like this."
The next thing Tatsuki saw, almost made her faint. The charm sent of a spark of light, and Isamu's body fell forward. Standing in his place, was still Isamu, but sending a shock through everyone, was what he was wearing. The white of his Captain's uniform shown against his black hakama. Hanging from his side, was a long black sheathed katana with no tsuba.
"You're a....a...." Ichigo stuttered. Grimmjow's eyes widened, and Rukia almost had a heart attack.
"That's right." Isamu turned and faced the now startled crowd. "I'm the former Captain of the Infamous Zero Squad, Isamu Ayumu."
