(A/N) - Hey IchixHimeFan fans, wassup? Anything good today? Or night? Depends on where you live... so anyways, I got another Jealousy Chapter. I know that I didn't post it on the days I said I will post it, but whatever. I have other things to do with my life and anyways you should be lucky I uploaded this fast or whatever.
Anyways, there might or might not be anything special on this chapter. There is something that is going to be dramatic BIG in the story but 'slow build does good for the body' ... *crickets*
Here's another Jealousy Chapter, have fun... and nothing special so ... yeah
-Enjoy
Kariko got out the limousine, a big smile glued to her face. Her blue eyes shining with stars in them. Her chauffeur closed the door after she was out the nice transportation and was in front of Ichigo. "Hi, Ichigo. I haven't seen you in a couple of days." She tried to flash a smile, something that was, as guys consider: pretty.
But Ichigo seen better.
His voice was hard when he spoke, "What do you want?" His whole body was tense, his spine rigid, and hands clenched in a fist. He looks as if he would do something that a normal person would regret, but he wouldn't hesitate doing it.
Kariko brushed off the harshness in his voice. She blushed and pushed a blonde strand from in her face. She thought of only Ichigo and her were here, not neither Orihime 'nor Tatsuki, who was in fact watching the scene.
She blushed, "Ichigo, actually I just wanted to know what you have been up to, lately?" With fake pink blush covering her cheeks, she looked to the side. "Y'know I've heard that you didn't go to school today… so then, I had a thought that maybe you were feeling sick."
Ichigo then wrapped a hand around Orihime waist, she squeaked. He brushed it off and made sure he made harsh eye contact with Kariko blue eyes. "So. My missing school has nothing to do with you. If it does, I would like to know where you fit in my education or my Health."
Kariko perked up and started fiddling with her hands. "So, I went to your house a-"
He glared at her, "You went to my house?"
"-But, you weren't there, so I had a thought that maybe you would be here after school." She gave a sneer to Orihime's direction but that was only enough for Orihime rigid figure to slide in Ichigo's embrace. "So, I had a thought that maybe…" Kariko chauffeur gave Kariko a brown, hand-made fruit gift basket. She held it out to Ichigo, and with a red face bowed, "I made you a fruit basket."
To say Ichigo, Orihime, and Tatsuki were surprised would be an understatement. They all, in unison said together, "H-Huh?!"
Tatsuki stepped in this time. She stepped in front of Kariko, pushing Orihime and Ichigo behind her. "Excuse me Kariko, but I have a question."
Looking up, Kariko blue eyes were confused as if she didn't see any wrongdoing in anything. "Oh, sure, uhm… Tatsuki Arisawa, was it?"
Something bad and angry was held in Tatsuki's brown eyes. She didn't know anything about Kariko's feeling -or the kiss- but she did know that this seemed too strange. "Kariko, I wonder, why are you worried about this dense idiot wellbeing?"
Irritation was marked on Ichigo's head, "Damn you. What did you just say?"
Tatsuki didn't say anything as Orihime stayed quiet, against Ichigo. But don't let silence fool you; there was something more mixing in her head, in her heart. Everything in her body felt out of place and her insides were churning. She held on to Ichigo's shirt tighter, thinking that she was starting to feel sick. Her body had already been numb the whole day, now, it felt messed up and messed up in a whole new way. Ichigo noticed the shift in Orihime's holding.
"Why I'm worried?" Kariko had her index finger on her chin. She smiled, prettily to Tatsuki, surprising her. "Well, Tatsuki, if you must know, I'm worried about Ichigo's wellbeing because I lo-"
Before Kariko could finish her sentence, someone slammed their mouth over her mouth. Surprising all four of the teens. A guy wearing ragged clothes, a bad-looking hat, and sunglasses yet he had a sports car parked beside Kariko's limousine.
He laughed, nervously. "Haha! Kariko you're so funny, now let's go." The ragged-clothes-looking-guy wrapped one of his arms around her waist, his other hand occupied with Kariko's mouth. He dragged her off and into the sports car and pushed her in there. The four teens looked at him, stupefied. He noticed the looks and laughed nervously. "Haha, this is normal, don't worry," he jumped in his sports car and drove off. Kariko's chauffeur followed in her limousine as if it really was normal.
The teens stood there, stupefied. They mind was confused about what just happened. In unison again, they cocked their heads to the right, blinked and said: "HUH?"
Ichigo pushed Orihime behind him and opened the door only to have a foot coming his way. "IIIICCCCHHHHIIIIGGGGOOOO!"
Fast reflexes; he grabbed Orihime and stepped aside. Orihime squealed, still not used to the surprise attacks, when Isshin landed in a heap beside the door.
Ichigo growled, "Old Man, what the hell is wrong with you?! Why must you always attack me every damn time I come home?!" Ichigo foot landed in Isshin's face.
Isshin perked up with a goofy smile. "AWW! MY BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER-IN-LAW, ORIHIME!" When he tried to make an attempt to hug Orihime, failing as Ichigo landed an axe kick in his stomach. Isshin dodged the attack, smirking while doing so and sent Ichigo to the opposite wall. Isshin stepped his foot on Ichigo's laid body, prideful for his winning. "Haha, well my son, I've seen that you have been slipping up lately. I guess that mea-"
The next second, Ichigo had Isshin in a headlock. Ichigo smirked, "Now, what did you want to say Old Man?"
Isshin said nothing but flailed his arms melodramatically. Orihime could see him turning slightly blue. Her concern was shot, "I-Ichigo, maybe you should stop for now. You're going to hurt him."
Ichigo shrugged then let go of his dad, landing in a pile on the ground.
"Ichigo," Isshin weakly cried on the ground.
Ichigo closed the door behind him with an irritated face. "Damn you, Old Man. Sometimes you just don't know when to stop," he muttered to himself. He sighed then turned to look at Orihime. She was sitting on Ichigo's bed; head down and in thought. He wanted to talk to her about what happened earlier. "Orihime," he mumbled. He was thinking that maybe now would be the time to tell her what happened with Kariko and him.
Orihime looked up as she heard her name being whispered. Ichigo sat down beside Orihime, as she slowly turned pink. Her heart picked up rate and she was wondering. Wondering on what's next, what's he's going to do, what he's going to say. She hated this bad feeling. She was used to it, though.
Ichigo cursed under his breath, catching Orihime's attention. "Damn it," he turned to her. He sighed, "Orihime, you're the only girl I love. You know that right?" He wondered if that was a bad start.
She nodded and looked somewhere on the bed, "H-hai, I love you too."
Before Ichigo could say anything, there was a knock on his door.
Yuzu peek her head in the door, glad that they weren't doing anything inappropriate but still turning pink. "Ichi-nii, there's somebody at the door for you."
Ichigo narrowed his eyes, thinking he might know it is. "I'll be right back," he told Orihime before walking out.
When he was at the door, he glared at the person. "What the hell are you doing here?"
(A/N) - Yeah, okay, so I hope you guys noticed that right now, I don't really care about grammar. You guys should just like the story if you can understand it, so yeah, whatever. Anyways, while I was writing this chapter, the WHOLE freaking time, I did not really even know what I was writing. I was just writing stuff.
Since I didn't really read it over, I don't even know what this chapter is about... All I cared for was posting another chapter because I've been gone from this story a LONG darn time, so yeah.
I hoped you like it though. and crap crap. So, yeah, bye, goodnight. Long day tomorrow. or today?
Goodbye my IchixHimeFan fans. Until next time...
