Who I Am

by Sumomo-Hitachiin

Uryu Ishida may have moved away from his old home, but his old habits still stay with him. He loves to wear womens' clothes and it causes quite the uproar in his new school. He also catches the attention of an orange haired stranger, who seems to struggle with his own identity. crossdressing!UryuXIchigo! Some IsshinXRyuken Rated M for language

10. Enter Ichigo Kurosaki and the Council

Uryu's POV

The whole class period, people were staring at me like I was an alien. Honestly, I felt like dropping dead on that classroom floor. That will give them something to look at! There was one pair of eyes that have been on my ass, literally, since I came in here. That's weird since I distinctly remember this guy trying to kick my ass yesterday. It was the red-headed asshole, the other one wasn't in this class. When Hitsugaya-sensei called me up to the board at one point and I swear I felt his eyes raping me as I walked up there. I blame the skirt. Yep, that was a logical reason. Rukia did say it did wonders for my ass.

When the bell rang, the trampled over each other to get out the door. What animals, seriously. I stayed in my seat because I was not dying at the feet of those barbarians! While I watched the pitiful beings, someone tapped my shoulder lightly. Looking upwards, my disgusted scowl was wiped away by a burning blush. Ichigo Kurosaki. He waved at me with a light smile on his face. Hitsugaya-sensei is a moronic fool. Ichigo really is an orange haired adonis. Even though orange is the ugliest color to step foot on this planet (ok second ugliest, first goes to yellow), it is absolutely perfect on him. His hand was waving in front of my face, which reminded me that Ichigo poked me for a reason. "Yeah, how goes life?" Damn it! Is that the best I can come up with? Uryu you dunce! my inner Ryuken scolded me. Ichigo laughed at my stupidity. "It goes good, thank you. I just wanted to tell you that my goat face of a father wants you and your dad to come over for dinner this evening," My heart is going burst at any minute. Yep, I'm going to drop dead in front this sexy strawberry. I would die happy, at least. "Uh...why?" I managed to say. "It was all Yuzu and Karin's idea. All they talked about this weekend was you!" he mock-groaned. I giggled, not manly damn it, at that. "Well, that sounds like fun. Is Yuzu cooking?" Ichigo nodded. "Yep, I'll definitely be there!" we both fell into a silence... a very nerve-wrecking silence. What do I do? What do I say at a time like this? "Uh... do you wanna have lunch with me and the rubgy team?" I brightened up at the "have lunch with me" part, but frowned after "rugby team".

Before I could answer, Rukia popped in front of Ichigo, who shrieked like a girl and fell backwards. "So sorry, Ichigo!" she cheered. "Uryu Ishida is going to have lunch with the Student Council!" my eyebrow arched. "Student Cou-" I was cut off by Ichigo's loud exclamation of "ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!" the little raven chuckled, slapping Ichigo's shoulder. "If I wanted to kill you, Ichi-berry, I would've done it already," she laced her fingers into mine. "Have a good day!" she skipped away with me stumbling behind.

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Dear Ryuken, if I die, please bury me in the proper clothing. And if you don't do so and dress in a suit at my funeral, I'll haunt your ass for an eternity plus a day!" I ranted in my mind. Why the funeral plans? Our ever so lovely Student Council President has lunch on the Karakura High School roof... meaning I have to climb up over one billion and five steps! Oh my god, so many freakin' steps! This should be illegal! My legs feel like they're going to give out at any moment. Everything aches so much, my body just moves in autopilot. "Just a few more steps, Uryu!" Rukia encouraged me happily. Her perkiness is getting annoying now. I sense a foot up her ass in the near future. Or maybe a good old bonk in the head with my shoe for cock blocking me. Either way, she's going pay if I don't die. "That's what you said three flights ago!" I whined. So tired, so hungry. No human should have to suffer like this. "We're here now!" she screamed, shoving open the metal door that came in front of us.

The first thing I noticed was a bowl of rice balls. My eyes lit up right then. She does plan to feed me! "Hello, guys!" Rukia greeted the people around the bowl. "This is Uryu Ishida and he's-" "I WANT FOOD!" I declared loudly and then helped myself to a few rice balls. Hearing a few muffled chuckles, I rose my head from the bowl. A lion-masked person was covering their mouth. "Eeek!" I squeaked and hid behind Rukia. "Don't interrupt me, Ishida! And I was going to feed you eventually!" she turned to the masked man. "And you, sir! Take off the damn mask, Kon!" the masked man huffed and sat down beside a darked haired boy with a small blush on his face. A smack to my head came without warning and I yelped. "Rukia!" "Our poor treasurer saw up your skirt when you dived for the bowl! Apologize!" she ordered. I bowed to the poor boy, mumbled a small "I'm sorry," while I did so. A red-headed girl squealed with delight. "You are just adorable! Sit beside me, honey!" she grabbed my arm and yanked me down beside her. Rukia stood in the middle of the circle. She cleared her throat and pointed to the little boy. "That, Uryu, is our treasurer Mizuiro Kojima. You could've waited until I introduced him before you flashed him," I felt a blush burn on my face. It's not my fault. I was on the verge of dying from starvation! She then pointed to the red-head attached to my arm. "This lovely woman is Chizuru Honsho. She is the council's secretary." Chizuru kissed my cheek and waved. Goodness, now I need to disinfect myself when I get home. "THAT!" Rukia continued, pointing to a muscular boy with a "69" tattoo on his face. Hmm... 69, so he's the kinky type. "Is my Student Council Vice-President and ranked third on the rugby team's heart throbs; Shuuhei Hisagi!" Shuuhei gave me a small wave, but didn't say anything. Rukia shot a dark scowl at the lion man. "Kon is a nickname for this guy. He refuses to tell us his real name. What we do know is that he's in a popular rock band by the name of 'Mod Souls'. This jackass also enjoys hanging around us for only god knows why," Kon waved at me and handed me a CD case. "Here's our first album. I'd really appreciate it if you check it out." I took it from him with a light smile. Rukia sat down next to Shuuhei and smacked her hands together. "Alright, Council, let's eat what's left of our lunch," she looked right at me when she said that. I hung my head down. Again, this wasn't my fault!

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