Chapter: A Little Less Conversation
Shalan's Say: A little less conversation/a little more action anyways I suggest you download A Little Less Conversation (JXL Radio Remix) by Elvis Presley because this was written to the beat of it… man… me and sonfics better just write one someday huh? KEEP REVIEWING AND I'LL KEEP UPDATING!
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A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart
and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby
He set his heel against the bar in front of him and reached forward in the early morning light, his fingers gripped his cleat and he pulled lightly, hearing his back pop. His messy orange hair stood up on end as if he had been shocked, his smooth jaw line was shiny and appeared to have been recently shaved.
"What's this? What's this?" A stunned Chiefs team walked out onto the training field and he sat up straight to look at them. Renji's face lit up as he watched Ichigo put his cleat down on the grass.
"This is what you call a comeback…" Number 13 plucked his training jersey and the entire team piled into him.
Baby close your eyes and listen to the music
Dig to the summer breeze
It's a groovy night and I can show you how to use it
Come along with me and put your mind at ease
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November 5, 2008
Newsweek
"After disappointing losses to Tennessee, Denver and Oakland the formerly undefeated team is up 4-3 but barely clinging to their former glory… however it seems that rooting for the underdog has now become a common place trait as the Chiefs fight towards another Super Bowl though it seems that they won't be able to do that without their star Ichigo Kurosaki… but worry no longer Chiefs fans everywhere because your favorite QB is about to make a comeback… Yes that's right number 13 is on the starting line-up for the next game against the Charger on the 9th… long live comeback quarterbacks…"
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A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
close your mouth and open up your heart
and baby satisfy me (Satisfy me)
Satisfy me baby (Satisfy me)
"So are you going to completely stun the crowd?" She fiddled with a piece of her own hair as she leaned back against the plush coverlet on her Paris bed.
"Are you kidding me? I'm going to kick the crowd's ass for losing faith in my team!" He proclaimed and she giggled.
"You sure are something else Ichigo Kurosaki…" she chuckled and he shrugged as he taped his foot up with gauze. "Did you get cleated?"
"Maybe… I stepped on myself on accident…" He finished wrapped up his foot and put the gauze roll down.
"Stupid is as stupid does…" she slapped her forehead.
Come on baby I'm tired of talking
Grab your coat and let's start walking
Come on, come on (Come on, come on)
Come on, come on (Come on, come on)
Come on, come on (Come on, come on)
Don't procrastinate, don't articulate
Girl it's getting late, you just sit and wait around
"What's your excuse little miss perfect?" Ichigo laughed as she chuckled into the phone.
"I am perfect so therefore… I cannot be stupid…" she wiggled a finger in the air.
"I bet you're doing that wiggle thing…" She looked at her finger. "You are! You're doing that silly little wiggly finger thingy that you do when you think I'm being stupid…"
"I am not…" she bit her finger.
"You does as stupid does…" he quipped.
"How is San Diego?"
"San Diego…" he repeated back.
"Oh awesome… since I've never been there…" she sighed.
"You have got to go on a tour here in the US…" he dropped back onto the bed.
"You are going to run up my phone bill…"
"As if you can't pay for it…"
"That's besides the point…"
"You called me." He said definitely.
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart
and baby satisfy me (Satisfy me)
Satisfy me baby (Satisfy me)
"I know I called you…" she paused again.
"If you want to know how San Diego is why don't you come out here and find out yourself?"
"I'm in PARIS, FRANCE Ichigo!" She protested.
"Yeah… and?"
"F-R-A-N-C-E!"
"Good you can spell… I wouldn't expect any less from someone who's as tall as a fourth grader…"
"That's it." He heard her hang up.
(Satisfy me), (Satisfy me)
'You know I'm just going to text you.'
'Shut up.'
'I was just kidding…'
'I hate you.'
'No you don't.'
'Yes. I do.'
'We never did get to talk about Kaien.'
'Didn't know you felt that way about him.'
'And you get after me?'
'Shut up.'
'You keep telling me that but if I shut up you'd tell me to talk… what is this like if you say pull out the trampoline I jump?'
'Yes.'
Come on baby I'm tired of talking
Grab your coat and let's start walking
Come on, come on (Come on, come on)
Come on, come on (Come on, come on)
Come on, come on (Come on, come on)
She stepped off the plane as he rolled over in his bed, pressing the snooze button on his alarm clock. He buried his face into his pillow his tired eyes closed.
Her heels clicked against the shiny tile floors as she stepped out onto the round-about of the airport. "Taxi!" She motioned and found one soon at her mercy.
He lifted his head as his cell phone beeped. "Kurosaki here…"
"Ichigo you have a game tonight you know…"
"Keyword… tonight…" he hung up on his publicist. Kazumi looked miffed and stared at her cell phone.
"I need a key to room 732…" She smiled and the man at the counter handed it to her. "Thanks much…" Kazumi stared after the woman curiously as she stepped into the elevator. The red head scuttled off, trying to get a good look at the woman in the sunglasses.
"732? That's Ichigo's room…" Kazumi frowned lightly.
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
She slid the card in and opened the door. She pulled off her baseball cap and sunglasses, tossing her long black hair over her shoulder as she set down the small suitcase she had with her. She pulled off her long black coat, exposing her sweatpants and tight USA jersey.
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart
and baby satisfy me (Satisfy me)
Satisfy me ... (Satisfy me)
"Good morning…" She pushed open his bedroom door and he lifted his head. "Shouldn't you be awake by now?" She set down the Starbucks coffee tray and the box of what looked to him to be more Starbucks coffee cake.
"Rukia?" he blinked and she smiled. "What in the hell?"
"I flew over to have breakfast with you…" She sat down cross-legged on his bed and sipped her coffee, pulling out a coffee cake and munching on it. Her long black hair was pulled into a long braid down her back and she still looked tossed, as though she had slept on her way over.
"Kuchiki Rukia…" he shook his head.
"Kurosaki Ichig…" his lips met hers. Something she found to be quite hilarious as he licked up what was left of her coffee cake from her lips. "Mmph… eating…" she pulled away from him.
"Put that damn coffee cup down so I can kiss you…" she seemed to refuse to do this and for a moment his eyes narrowed then he slid her arm back, resting the cup on the bedside table and planted another kiss on her lips. This time it had the full effect it was supposed to. Her hands wandered to his neck and shoulders as her rubber band snapped across the room, letting her unruly hair free from its braided confines.
She tried to speak, opening her mouth but the only thing she was successful in doing was giving him the chance to invade her person space further. His hands found their way under her jersey, raking against her smooth skin. She closed her eyes, enjoying the moment as his hands felt their way across her back and abdomen. It was when his hands attempted to lift her top higher that she squealed.
"Ichigo!" She protested and jerked away from him. He stared at her, as though he didn't understand. His naked upper body shone in the sunlight and for a moment she almost felt like letting him continue. "What were you doing?"
"Kissing you…" he looked slightly bemused.
"Tha-that was not kissing!" She protested.
"Obviously you've never been kissed before…"
"I have too!"
"By who? The only man you've ever been around is Kuchiki Byakuya… and I'm sure he's never kissed you…"
"I-I-I…" she blushed.
"You haven't ever been kissed!" He nearly fell over laughing.
"Sh-SHUT UP!" She blushed furiously. "Kurosaki if you ever tell anyone I swear!"
"I'm not going to tell anyone!"
"SWEAR!"
"I swear on this tasty coffee cake…" he said as he bit into one.
"You are so finished."
"So when's lunch?"
"Grrrr…"
"Dinner?"
"ICHIGO!"
"Sorry…" he snorted and sipped the coffee she had brought for him. "Afternoon tea?"
Silence.
"Spoilsport…"
A little less conversation, a little more action please
(Satisfy me), (Satisfy me)
November 7, 2008
Cosmopolitan
"It seems that Rukia Kuchiki has taken a week off of her European Tour to come and watch beau star quarterback Ichigo Kurosaki play in his first game since the pre-season. It is predicted to be a hands down smash fest between the two teams… and we hope that having Kuchiki there will keep the devilish hunk on the low because he doesn't need a suspension like his first year in the league… is this a turn for the better concerning their previously rocky relationship? A close friend has reported that the two seem more comfortable than ever and have been seen all over San Diego snuggling and a rumor even seems to have sprung up in the sound of wedding bells as the couple was seen shopping in a jewelry store near their hotel…"
