I DO NOT OWN BLEACH OR RAINBOW STRIPED PJS!
The plot/summary: Rukia isn't sure what she should do when a strange girl suddenly just pops up into her life one day. Little does she know…the strange girl isn't a stranger at all.
Eventual RukiaOrihime, GrimmIchi, RisaMashiro
THE HOUSEGUEST IN RAINBOW STRIPED PAJAMAS
Rukia's POV
I knew I'd never fit in the drop dead gorgeous or bombshell beauty category but aside from holding the car door open for me my date, Renji, barely looked at me.
On top of this he was awfully twitchy-acting as though someone or something might jump out and grab him-
He was nice enough to take me to a ritzy restaurant though-with fancy glass doors and valet parking-not that he actually used the valet parking, claimed that the last time he gave a guy his car keys his prized baby Zabi wound up in the city river.
Honestly I thought it was a little strange for a grown man to give an inanimate object a name but I didn't bother telling him this-no sense in insulting his 'masculine pride'
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With Renji's apple-cinnamon scented hand at the small of my back he ushered me inside.
I didn't really like him touching me so intimately especially since not once had he bothered to comment on my dress or my hair or hell even a simple 'I'm glad we could meet'
No instead he pushed me towards the back of the restaurant eyes focused straight ahead instead of on my ass or some other feminine part that men loved to drool over-it made me wonder if I just wasn't his type or there was something more to it than that.
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When we sat down I thought maybe just maybe he might he might take a hold of my hand, tell me how 'sorry he was and explain that it was not his intention to be rude and that he was a bit nervous' but his gaze flew over my head-literally
And then with out much warning outside of 'Stay here, take a look at the menu, do me a favor and order me a burger, I'll be right back,'
Renji climbed out of his side of the booth got down on his knees and crawled to the empty table a few feet away from us-peering in between the artificial plants at-
I furrowed my brows-was it possible he was spying on an ex or maybe he was one of those stalker types-when he pulled out a pair of binoculars and a bowler hat I considered the possibility that he might just have a few screws loose.
()()
The waitress came by-she was a cute little thing even shorter than me and that's saying something.
I was immediately drawn to her mismatched eyes and green tea colored hair-she looked like the goddess of a rainforest if such things existed.
I considered getting her digits but decided against it when another waitress-around the same height with blonde hair and freckles had a dark glower on her face.
On top of this I was still at that stage in life where I wasn't quite sure-didn't feel comfortable and confident enough to go to the next level with another chick, so instead I ordered a salad and a glass of water and explained that I needed a few more minutes because my date had an unfortunate case of the 'runs' and probably wouldn't return for awhile.
She gave me a funny look as if trying to determine whether or not I was telling the truth and then disappeared into the kitchen or wherever it was waitresses who worked in fancy restaurants went.
()()()
It was a quarter to 9 and I had stuffed my face with soup, salad and Canard à l'Orange while Renji's food sat untouched-he hadn't bothered to return to the table.
I threw down my napkin deciding I had enough and decided to find out who or what demanded so much of his attention.
()()
I should have been furious or at the very least disappointed but I found that I was oddly amused more than anything else.
Still the bright pink boxers should have been a dead give away. The fact that Renji had over tweezed his brows should have been a red flag-
My date was spying on a couple-a couple who looked like they were having some jolly good fun-the fact that they were in a public establishment didn't seem to make much a difference to them-2 guys around my age maybe a year or two younger-one never could tell with these 'punk' like types-
The one with orange hair was licking wine off his finger- tips while his blue haired lover palmed him through the fabric of his ridiculously tight jeans under the table with the ball of his foot-
I took my own silver blues away from the scene and studied Renji's facial expression trying to figure out which one had captured his interest the most-it was a tough call.
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I received my answer a half hour later-
When Renji invited me to become his accomplice on his little peeping tom mission-
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We followed the couple home and then Renji parked outside just behind an inconspicuous looking garbage truck-after handing me a sweater because the heater was broken he told me his story.
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"I dated Ichigo for a few years and we were good together…well for the most part-you see thing is as much as we had in common we also had shared different views on different…uh things-
I gave him a moment to gather this thoughts and wipe the blood from his nose and then he continued
"He wanted to be official-you know committed-just me and him-him and me and no one else-and I agreed at first, rather liked the idea of calling him mine but after awhile I developed erm shall we say other desires-desires that Ichigo refused to fulfill because he just like you know set in his ways.
"Not that he was Mr. Super Nilla or anything like that-he was actually a lot like a wild jungle cat in the sack-I liked to compare him to a leopard or something but-
Renji trailed off whether it was because Ichigo's impressive looking package had just been pressed against the glass window or some other reason I honestly didn't know but once again I waited for a few minutes to pass before encouraging my date to continue-
"But?"
"Anytime I hinted at or tried to persuade him to 'take my ass for a ride' his dick went soft-which didn't make any damn sense to me then and still doesn't make any damn sense to me now I mean what the hell kind of guy wants to be the bottom bitch 24/7?"
I didn't really know how to respond to this- but I tried to point out to Renji that
"Everyone has their preferences-I knew this one guy in high school and he was so obsessed with domination and being in control-so obsessed with reigning high over everyone else that he eventually leapt to his own death because he believed himself to be god-"
Renji just looked at me like I had grown an extra head and let out a sigh-
I kind of felt sorry for the guy so I tried to offer him the best advice I could come up with at the moment
"Instead of obsessing over someone who could never make you completely happy you need to find someone who likes to equally give and take."
Renji looked thoughtful for a moment-as if turning the words over in his head and then did the last thing I would have expected.
He unbuckled his seat belt, dropped his voice to a raspy purr type sound placed his hand on my thigh and leered at me
Then he surprised me again by saying
"You're pretty good at this, too bad I didn't bring my fun toys with me or else I'd totally ask you to mount me right now."
I wasn't sure if I should be flattered or insulted by his comment-
We used the moment of silence watching as Ichigo arched his beautifully sculpted back and decorated both the window and his blue haired lovers' hand with sticky white substance which so obviously was not cool whip.
A smirk made its way on to my lips-
"And here I thought moments like these only existed in fiction."
Renji was in a bit of a daze and trying to regain control over his breathing-poor baby-when at last he did turn to me again his reddish-brown eyes were twinkling
"Hang around its about to get even better."
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It was 15 minutes after 2 am when I finally dragged my happy ass back home.
It wasn't so much the idea of watching strangers have sex that had me feeling hot and horny and grinning like a not so closet pervert-more so the knowledge in knowing that I, too, could one day be equally naughty-if not naughtier-
But of course I'd have to find my own playmate first-no sense in running after pretty boys who only had eyes for each other
TBC
