The Ripple
Main character: Toshiro Hitsugaya
Pairing: Toshiro/MANY or Toshiro/?
Most Frequent Fluff up until now: Narghhhhhh...hard to tell. It's between Rukia and Nemu…
Latest Fluff: SoifonxToshiro or MomoxToshiro…
Authors Note 10/31/09: Agh, I'm tardy again aren't I? XD So I had fun at the convention, if anyone was wondering…after the convention I cried, I felt so happy that I wasn't the only into anime...how do I explain this...um...being on the internet talking to anime fans is WAYYYY diffrent from talking to real people! Going next year to the Toronto FanExpoCanada as Ciel Phantomhive (yay!). How was everyone's Halloween?! I was sick! Boo-hoo! But Tite Kubo-sensei cheered me up with his coloured Halloween picture in chapter 379. Did you see Toshiro as a werewolf?! Super cute! I've been playing my DS while I've been sick. I'm really sad that the world knows nothing of MatsurixIchigo! Am I the only who thinks they are adorable?!?! Oh and Toshiro is bashful in that game, and an imposter Toshiro hits on Momo, Matsuri, and the other ladies in squad ten. Absolutely scandalous!! Lol. That game has a lot of fanservice! I mean, we got fluff flying here there and everywhere!! And also loads of sexy hot spring pics! Like naked chest Byakuya, Renji, and Ichigo! And for the guys, Matsuri, Yoruichi, Matsumoto, Orihime, Rukia, Kukaku, and Shiyo! I'm going to play in Fujimaru's POV so I'm expecting more fanservice! :P If you didn't follow along at all in what I just said, go out and buy the game! It's fun to play, and Toshiro is just so cute on the battle field (since everyone is a little moving gif like in Pokémon) Anyway, moving on!!!!!
Oh and in answer to what colour my braces represent are…Ichigo and Toshiro! They also represent Ichigo and Grimmjow! Koinu-chan329 wins!!! Congrats, you are officially five brownie points ahead of everyone else! And your secret prize is…a batch of brownies made by Toshiro, our lovely ice prince!
Toshiro: Enjoy. */big dazzling smile/* */hands over brownies/*
Moi: Ah! It blinds meeeeee!!! */squeals like a school girl/*
Next question!…if you checked out the picture Tite Kubo-sensei drew that I mentioned earlier, who else is in the picture other than Toshiro?
LAST CHAPTER STUFF::
REVIEW:
Touketsuhana556478: AGH! */puts on head band of justice, courtesy of Urahara/* I will work faster!! */bows down for forgiveness/* Thank you for your review!!!!!!
Koinu-chan329: Muwhaha, you guessed correctly! But will you answer correctly this round? Gasp! Ahhhh!!! Iron skillet!!! */runs/* Thanks for your review, it made me laugh!
kRyStAlt3aRz: HitsuHina is really cute I find, but something about HitsuRuki makes me smile! Thank you for your review!
FrozenIceCream: Yes…what will Kisuke dooooo?? Thanks for your review! (P.S. I confused…what did you mean by 'also i dun write ma name, ima mysterious O'?
Disclaimer: Wah I do not own Bleach no matter how much I pray!!!! As much as I would love to be the creator, Tite Kubo-sensei is the only one able to pull it off, lol. (lately it seems though, he is going back and forth on Ichigo's power level...and where the HELL is Grimmjow?! And what about Toshiro!
EDIT 11/27/09: FINALLY! Were back where Aizen is at. Shinji...you go kick Aizen's a$$! XD HOLY MANIZSHIZ! IS TOSEN A VIZARD?! Tite Kubo, you wound me! */dies/*
EDIT 11/27/09: Check out the profile poll! State your opinion! Would Toshiro be better with Rukia? Or would he be better with Nanao or Rangiku? Choose your favourite girl now! :)
"Nngh…ungh…" Toshiro groaned. He couldn't open his eyes due to how heavy his eyelids felt. It made him uneasy since he couldn't see his surroundings, and that uneasiness was multiplied by the fact that he was currently kidnapped. Toshiro grunted pushing himself up and managing to open his eyes. Blinking sleep and dazedness away, the ice prince took a look around. Paper doors, tatami mat flooring...he looked down to see he was wrapped in blankets and was in a futon. He touched the material in a stupor, recognizing the pale olive green sheets at once. He looked at the paper door, eyes narrowing.
'Urahara's house?'
With nostalgia and caution flooding through his senses, Toshiro crawled out of the blankets to the paper door and opened it the tiniest bit. There before his icy teal eyes, was Urahara, who was talking on the phone fiddling with his cane. His mouth gaped open, old feelings resurfacing seeing Kisuke before him sitting cross legged and his eyes shadowed by his striped bucket-like hat.
"Yeah, I figured as much. I had a feeling they'd be up to a scheme like that…thinking the same thing as me, huh? Yeah…I have him here now…I'm going to tell him…Now, now; no need to get your knickers in a knot…"
Toshiro twitched as he heard yelling on the phone. He watched in slight amusement as Urahara held the phone away looking regretful. He closed the door and went back to the futon resting in the covers closing his eyes. How long had it been since he was in this house? Too long, he thought, a small wistful smile on his face. Of course he enjoyed the Ukitake household; the girls were like family (maybe more than family, he thought with a embarrassed wince) and Ukitake was slowly filling the hole in his icy heart that was made when left the Urahara Shoten. He vaguely wondered if Ururu and Jinta, the other foster children under Urahara and Yoruichi's care, were still living here. Those two had been like family as well.
Family, huh? Toshiro wondered, eyes opening. What does that feel like…? Unconsciously his mind filled with images of the Ukitake and Urahara households. Suddenly the sliding door opened revealing Kisuke Urahara, as he made his way to Toshiro. Toshiro watched him almost daring him to speak as Urahara sat down beside him setting his cane aside along with his hat (which Toshiro noted he rarely did).
For several minutes neither said a word. Toshiro stared at the ceiling while Urahara stared at the floor. Finally, Toshiro spoke. "Trying to murder me, were you?"
Kisuke snickered slightly. "Did you enjoy your nap?"
Toshiro felt his eye twitch. "Oh yes, very much. I absolutely adore being knocked out with chloroform. It's my secret fetish."
"Oh~ very naughty." Urahara pulled out his fan, tapping Toshiro on the nose. Both became silent once more. Kisuke leaned over Toshiro. "I'm sorry, Toshiro."
Toshiro gazed at Urahara with wide eyes. "Really?"
"You say that like it's unfathomable of me to apologize…" the shopkeeper pouted.
"Because it is." Toshiro sighed, putting a hand on his forehead and one underneath his neck for support. "Why are you apologizing anyway?"
The blonde man became serious at once. "I couldn't do anything to keep you under our custody."
Toshiro sighed. "That's why you're apologizing?" Urahara nodded. "You already know how foster care works. One minute everyone is happy family, the next minute the foster care is sending the unlucky kid to another house." He looked away, cursing his life for a few moments. Urahara smiled slightly.
"Yes but if it wasn't for that foster care, you would've never been in our care…not saying I'm happy that you're gone, now…regrettably I believe this is all my fault…" Urahara bowed his head over Toshiro in apology.
Toshiro took the hand on his forehead and punched Urahara in the jaw.
"Boof!"
"Be quiet. It wasn't your fault."
Kisuke sat up, rubbing his jaw with tears dotting his eyes. "Ow. You sure can pack a punch."
Toshiro rolled his eyes, annoyed. I swear, this man. Although that was what he was thinking, he couldn't stop the small smile that spread on his face.
Urahara smiled as well. But that smiled disappeared as he remember Toshiro's foster worker's words. Damn… "Toshiro…there's something I need to talk to you about."
Toshiro looked at Urahara, unusually nervous.
"Hiyori, your foster worker, called."
Toshiro felt his eyes widen. He remembered Hiyori as clear as he remembered the time Tessai, a man of many (sometimes scary) talents who worked under Urahara, was cutting Urahara's hair when Ururu cried out loudly and made him shave the top of Urahara's hair off.
Hiyori was short and petit woman, feisty and fiery, strong and ferocious. Yes, she was many things; one of them being hot tempered- especially when it came to the court always sending kids off to different homes without even doing regular/updated police checks. Her hair was always in two pony-tails, and she wore a red sweat/jump suit with cheap dollarama sandals. She was usually handling all of Toshiro's matters. But that fact didn't bother her. As much as she would never admit it, she felt after all the years she spent with him, she was much more like an aunt than a professional foster service worker.
Toshiro mused silently on how he somewhat missed her. "What was she calling about?"
"Toshiro…" Kisuke began but Yoruichi slammed the sliding door open.
"Kisuke! Code brown!!"
Kisuke went wide eyed and stood up, placing his striped hat on his head and grabbing his cane. "Already? She's quick." He chuckled slightly and pulled the startled Yoruichi to his chest as someone came crashing through the wall. Toshiro watched the figure stand up from the broken wall panelling (Tessai, out grocery shopping, died a little on the inside), his eyes widening at once when he realized who it was.
"Speak of the devil, here's your worker now!~" Urahara grinned pointing his cane at the ponytailed woman. Before our ice prince could utter one syllable, Hiyori promptly shoved her fist in Urahara's face, growling as she did so.
"Kisuke you fool! That information is classified!" She stomped on his head and began spouting a colourful string of profanities towards the shopkeeper. Yoruichi watched amused as she set herself in a crossed legged position on the floor, coaxing Toshiro to breathe because he was incredibly stunned.
"Ah but he needs to know~!" the shopkeeper whined, getting smacked in the face with a sandal. Urahara stopped talking after a few more strategically placed punches.
"What do I need to know?" Toshiro eventually asked, eyeing the three adults warily.
Hiyori huffed. "Tell me how everything is in the Jushiro Ukitake household."
"Wha…Pardon?"
Hiyori slumped down onto the ground, took off her sandal, and slapped Toshiro's head.
Toshiro sat up, the impact had made him fall with a vein popping on his forehead. "Miss Sarugaki?!"
Hiyori pulled a pen out from her bra and a form out of her pocket. She stole Urahara's hat-"AHH! MY HAT!"- and used it as a clipboard for the time being. "Spill the beans." She said, eyes narrowing and a smirk playing its way onto her face.
Toshiro tried to ignore Urahara's crazed weeping while he spoke. "It's fine. It's a house full of girls, but it doesn't really bother me. Were all close now…sort of…" he scratched the back of his head, mentally cursing himself for doing the regular habit his friend Ichigo normally committed.
Hiyori nodded and Toshiro scowled in distaste as he watched her scribble on the paper with her messy scrawl. Hiyori growled at him when she noticed him watching and punched his chin. While Toshiro rubbed his chin, tears dabbing his eyes while they narrowed dangerously in Hiyori's direction, Hiyori began a barrage of questions.
"So do you all get along? Any bullying? Is your new foster father an abuser? Are you uncomfortable in the household? Are you living an ecchi harem life right now?" Hiyori asked with a straight face.
"Yes, no, no, no, and NO!" The last question Toshiro answered to made him blush. If he thought of his situation that way…
"Good, good." Suddenly an evil glare was sent Toshiro's way. "I'd have to scold you if you were living with multiple girlfriends."
Toshiro blushed. "Shut up."
Hiyori smirked slightly before standing up, picking her sandal that had been discarded earlier. "My work is done here. I gotta report back to the agency…"
"To Shinji?" Urahara giggled, making a face that resembled a goldfish.
Hiyori (despite the colour rising to her cheeks) drop kicked him in two seconds flat and looked pretty darn professional even when she was done. She looked at Toshiro smiling slightly. "See ya." She began trotting away, hands shoved in her pockets, the paper and pen sticking out of her bra. As she went through the hole in the wall, she glanced behind her watching Urahara giving the angry ice prince a noogie. She gave a wistful smile, and departed.
Toshiro kicked a pebble down the side walk, his arms crossing his stomach and wrapping around himself to keep him warm. Urahara had lent him a big sweater, but Toshiro declined due to the fact it was a blinding pink and it said 'MAGICAL GIRL SHIRO' on the front. "Wonder how long he was keeping that to use as a joke." He muttered darkly, yet the smile on his face would have people thinking otherwise about musings. He stopped walking for a moment and tilted his head back to look at the sky. Toshiro closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. "Damn…" He opened his eyes and felt strange. 'What's this melancholy feeling?' He regretted going- oh wait -getting kidnapped and brought to Urahara's house. It brought up too many old feelings. Being with the eccentric (it was border line close to Ichigo's father) shop keeper made him feel at ease, he wasn't so guarded. Yoruichi's playful attitude brought out the childish side in him, the side he preferred not to show anyone. There was Ururu, Jinta, Tessai…the cat named after Yoruichi…that house made old feelings resurface.
He shook his head continuing his walk home. What was so special about that house? He had been to other places before, so why did this matter? After a couple minutes of pondering, he found his way to the Ukitake household. He rang the doorbell and tapped his foot impatiently.
'Forgetting about those old feelings…what did Miss Sarugaki mean about the confidential information? Are they…going to transfer me again?'
"SHIROOOOO!!!" A voice cried, and Toshiro had no time to defend himself as a pink blob attacked him.
"Oof!!"
He rubbed his head (that had hit the door) and looked down at his stomach. There with her arms encircled tightly around his waist was Yachiru.
"Y…Yachiru?"
"Shiro! Where did you go? Everyone has been über worried!" she looked up at him with glossy eyes. "I needed you to come home!..."
Toshiro felt his heart strings being pulled involuntarily. "Yachiru…" he brought his hand to stroke her head but,
"I needed to test my new makeup kit on you! Then suddenly POOF! you were gone!"
Toshiro felt a vein pop and he brought his hand back to his side. His string ceased with their pulling. "That's it? That's why you were worried?" Before the teal eyed boy could scold Yachiru, he heard a stampede of footsteps come to the door, and he felt hands pull him in the house.
Ukitake pulled Toshiro up, who still had Yachiru hanging at his waist. "Where have you been, Hitsugaya?"
Toshiro flinched internally. He saw the hurt in Ukitake eyes. 'Damn, Urahara. You could've called to tell them I was fine!' Toshiro vowed to deal with Urahara later. "Urahara kidnapped me."
Ukitake felt his eyes bulge. "What?!"
"He just wanted to talk." Toshiro made a slightly scowling face, while putting his hand in his hair. "My foster worker also wanted to talk. Sorry about that, Ukitake."
Ukitake's worried expression soften and he sighed in relief. "Good. When you told me you were kidnapped I…"
Toshiro 'tsk'ed. "Urahara did kidnap me. I blacked out the moment he used the chloroform cloth.
Ukitake paled. "Chloroform?!"
"Yeah. His idea of fun. But anyway I—" Toshiro was interrupted as Soi Fon, Nemu, Rangiku, Momo, Rukia, and Nanao jumped him and began embracing him.
"You made us worry!" Momo weeped hugging his arm tightly.
"You idiot! We nearly called the police!" Rukia scolded while hugging his other arm tightly.
"I couldn't get any work done!" Nanao scowled hugging him by his stomach.
"Where did you go?! I needed someone to tell me how my new tank top looked!" Rangiku whined, hugging his head slightly, shoving her breasts in his face.
"…" Nemu remained silent with her arms wrapped around his neck, nuzzling her face against him slightly.
"Don't ever do that again!" Soi Fon said, hugging him in the front on his waist.
In short, the girls were all over him.
Toshiro blushed heavily and tried to throw them off. "G-Get off me! I'm fine!" He gasped for breath as the hugs tightened and thus, the deadly breasts of Rangiku continued to suffocate him. With saving his life being the only thing on his mind, he threw them off panting heavily. "Ugh." Rubbing his face and looked up and saw the faces of the girls. They all looked truly worried. Toshiro felt heat rise to his cheeks and he ducked his head. "Stop staring! I'm fine, okay?"
Momo stopped weeping and was reduced to sniffling. "I-I was so worried Cherrio-Shirio!"
Toshiro felt his eye twitch. "I'm not a delicious breakfast cereal!"
Momo dashed over to him and hugged him more. "I was- hic! -so worried!! Hic!"
Toshiro looked away and patted her head. "As I said, I'm okay." He looked up to see the other girls again. "I wouldn't go do something reckless. I already know how stupid that would be." He sighed, eyes closing then reopening. "I wouldn't do anything reckless because I know it would hurt you guys, and I don't want to hurt anyone here."
And before Toshiro knew what was happening, he was pounced on again…with Yachiru joining in on the fun.
"Guys!!!"
Ukitake laughed from his spot, coughing slightly. He stopped, looking down at his feet. 'There is still the Kyoraku problem…and…Toshiro said he met his foster worker so…does that mean…he's being transferred?!' Ukitake looked up with wide, confused eyes, watching the girls mauling Toshiro.
NEXT DAY, SCHOOL
Toshiro entered his next class with his notebook and pencil, walking over to his usual group of friends and sitting down at the group table. He glanced around. It was unusual for classrooms to be set up with group seating arrangements…
Ichigo snapped him out of his thoughts, as he heard Ichigo groan. "T-this is…the dreaded sex-ed class!"
Renji shivered beside Ichigo. "What if he rapes someone?!"
Ichigo gripped his pencil to the point where it broke. "Agh."
Toshiro rolled his eyes. "You guys are big babies. Those are probably rumours."
Renji looked appalled. "Oh yeah?! Well what about that girl who came running into our class begging Mr. Jeagerjaques for help?! NOBODY bothers Mr. Jeagerjaques unless it's urgent!"
The ice prince said nothing. He looked up from his note book to look at the seating arrangement. He was in a six person group. To his right was Ichigo, then Renji. In front was Jane-Marie, Yumichika, and Shuhei. Jane-Marie flicked an tiny piece of paper at him from her notebook. "Heard you ran away, yesterday."
Shuhei looked up from his notebook, where he had been avidly drawing. "No way! Really?"
Yumichika was fiddling with his school uniform, trying to upgrade it to make it look better. He looked up. "How did that go over?"
Toshiro 'tsk'ed. "First, I did not run away. Second, everyone over-reacted."
Ichigo looked at Toshiro in wonder, "Over-reacted?"
Toshiro was about to complain about what happened, when he decided he would rather keep his composure. "Ngh. Never mind. It was all just a misunderstanding. I just had some business to take care of."
Ichigo smiled knowingly along with Renji. Shuhei grinned, "It would've been hilarious if they called the cops!"
Toshiro felt a irk mark appear on his forehead. "A couple more seconds and they would've."
Shuhei snickered. He ripped a page out of his notebook and handed it to Toshiro. "Here, check it out."
Toshiro took it and looked down at it. It was a picture of Renji, Ichigo, and himself…Toshiro smiled in appreciation. Shuhei was a quick sketcher, but it turned out nicely.
Shuhei Hisagi was one of the more quieter students at SK High, he kept to himself when around people he wasn't acquainted with. But with the people he was acquainted with, he was just as cheeky as Renji and Ichigo at times. Shuhei had a good head on his shoulders, he was one of Toshiro's close friends who Toshiro would go to for advice. Although, those times had become less often in the last year, due to Toshiro's maturing attitude. Shuhei Hisagi was not only a good friend (and drinker), he was a talented artist. Proven in the quick sketch he just showed Toshiro. Toshiro was always amazed by what he drew, and even Toshiro had to admit, he was excited each time Shuhei brought out his sketch book to show his friends.
Yumichika 'ooh'ed. "Nice drawing, I'd love to see that coloured and turned into a piece." Shuhei blushed a bit in embarrassment, laughing lightly. Yumichika Ayasegawa was another close friend. Yumichika was a male model, working after school and all the way into two in the morning. Yumichika also had the uncanny ability to turn drab clothing into something hip and cool. Toshiro sometimes wondered what would happen if he and Ishida had a clothing showdown. He gave a small chuckle. Toshiro looked over at Jane-Marie. She was always with Yumichika a lot, as of late. He'd have to ask later.
Jane-Marie took a clip out of Yumichika's hair. "Why do you keep you hair up? It's pretty when it's down."
Yumichika tried not to scowl as Jane-Marie took out all the clips, his hair almost touching his shoulders as it came down. Jane-Marie cocked a brow. "Where are your feathers?"
Yumichika brushed his hand on his eyebrow, a look of realization crossing his face. "I couldn't find them after last night's shoot." He frowned a bit, trying to steal his clips back for the vice-soccer-captain.
Toshiro was about to intervene to help Yumichika, when the classroom sliding door opened. In came someone with a desk, and placed it at the ice prince's table. Toshiro raised a brow, then suddenly went wide eyed when he saw it was Rangiku.
She grinned, "Heyyy! You're in my sex-ed class? How lucky!"
Yumichika groaned. "Please don't say lucky!"
Rangiku sat down, arms crossing. "Why?"
The male model huffed. "Ikkaku wouldn't shut up yesterday on the phone, four in the morning no less, on how he was so lucky being able to go to the nationals for karate."
Rangiku laughed, "Sucks for you!"
Toshiro took a peek at Renji, who was abnormally quiet. Toshiro felt a small smirk on his face. He looked at Ichigo. "Hey, will you switch with Rangiku?"
The orange haired teen raised a brow, "Why…?" He looked beside him to Renji's protesting eyes. Ichigo grinned evilly. "Sure! Why not?" He smiled and stood up, and Rangiku couldn't say no when she saw Renji's embarrassed blush. They switched swiftly, Rangiku instantly wrapping her arms around Renji's neck.
"Yay!"
Renji glared at Ichigo. "I hate you."
"I hate you, too."
Renji slapped his forehead. He would give anything to be in Rangiku's classes, but, sex-ed?! Were the gods trying to kill him?!
The bell rang, sounding the start of class. In walked Nnoitra Jiruga, smirking like the devil. He dropped his clipboard on his desk, and grinned. "So ya guys are my new class, huh? I guess I'll be seeing ya guys every other week!" He gave a laugh, and grabbed a box under his desk. "Everyone is going to get a journal, due to school regulation, where ya can write about any…problems ya have in your personal life, and other crap." He carried the box under one arm, going around dumping booklets on the desk. "Ask questions or even list what's going on, and I'll answer back. Simple, yeah?"
Ichigo clutched his notebook in fear. Renji was trying to think of monkey's in Speedo's, and other assorted traumatizing images to bring the embarrassment down. Rangiku smirked naughtily at Renji; she was already hatching a plan to tease and embarrass her boyfriend as much as possible during this class. Yumichika tucked his hair behind his ear, looking at the notebook with distaste. Jane-Marie was trembling in fear as she thought of the poor girl who interrupted her art class the other day. Shuhei absentmindedly noticed the book, and continued drawing on his notebook. Toshiro sat, waiting for more instructions like the diligent ice prince he was.
Nnoitra was explaining the notebook a bit more thoroughly, when his classroom door was knocked on. He 'tsk'ed and cussed, dropping the box on the floor and going to the door. He slid it open and placed his elbow on the door frame, leaning into his hand. "Whadda ya want?"
A girl wearing a sailor suit uniform who held a manga book pushed her way through saying, "I have an announcement from the all girl school 'Our Lady of Lords'." Nnoitra scowled following her.
"Hey, hey! I'm in the middle of class!"
The girl fixed her glasses. "The beginning of class, actually."
Nnoitra sneered. "Ya think your such a smart ass, don't ya?"
The girl smiled sarcastically. "Yes, I do." She turned away from the teacher and looked at the class counting the students off. "Okay." She gave a slight bow. "Hello students, I am Lisa Yadomaru, I am the guidance counsellor at Our Lady of Lords, an all girls school. I also work in a foster care agency."
Toshiro was wide eyed. 'Oh no! It's Miss Yadomaru! Please don't look, please don't look--!'
Unfortunately, Lisa noticed. She walked over, hitting him on the head with the manga book she was holding. "Well, well! If it isn't the little ice brat himself! Will you give me back my girly mag, now?"
Toshiro blushed like mad. "Shut it! Stop saying things that sound kind of true!"
Lisa narrowed her eyes hitting him once more. "Silence. Anyway, how's everything on your end? I read the report Hiyori wrote."
Toshiro sighed. "Then you know how everything is."
Lisa sighed dreamily all of the sudden. Toshiro went bug eyed. Oh god no. Not now, not here--!
"Ah! You're soooo lucky to be living a harem life! What I would give to be surrounded by the opposite sex day in and day out!"
Toshiro jumped out of his seat as he heard students (other than the ones at his table) gasping and shouting in surprise. "S-shut up, Yadomaru!"
She held him back with her hand. "Seven girls! And one is a kid! Talk about some serious lolicon action!"
Toshiro frowned, trying to shut Lisa up. Lisa was one of the few people to make him become a flustered crazy kid.
"So, have you done the deed yet?" She smirked at his beet red face. "Whhhhattt? You have? Before even taking sex-ed? How shameful! What until Hiyori and Kensei hear about this!"
"Miss Yadomaru! Please shut up!"
Lisa grinned, "I'll stop teasing if you go out and buy me manga!"
"Okay, okay! But just clear up the confusion!" Lisa raised a brow, and looked over her shoulder. The students were wide eyed and gossiping, the girls blushing in shock because of all the emotion the ice prince was FINALLY showing (at school, anyways).
Lisa lost her sarcastic smile finally. "Fine I'll stop teasing. Everyone already knows you're a frigid little teenager. If someone put a sexy erotic naked girl in front of you, you'd probably scold her and tell her to put her clothes on."
Toshiro glared. "Miss Yadomaru, you evil witch…"
Lisa smiled a bit, "I try, just for you…" Lisa felt an evil thought form in her head; oh how much she wanted to tease him one more time. "Just for you, my little lover!"
Toshiro balked at the statement. He felt his face burn more. "Miss Yadomaru!!! You said-!"
She pulled him into a hug. "The nights without you were so lonely! You don't know how much I've ached to be with you!"
" MISS LISA YADOMARU! IF YOU DON'T PUT ME DOWN THIS MINUTE--!"
"When Kensei asked if I was feeling well the other day, I replied, 'I'm feeling awful! The days without my lover caressing me are the absolute worst! When I cannot feel my lover's warmth against my body I--"
Nnoitra sat down on Toshiro's group table. He looked at Ichigo. "This is quite a show, huh?"
Ichigo nodded, forgetting that the teacher he feared was talking to him. "It's so rare that we get to see this emotion out of him."
"Then Shinji said, 'but he's under age!' I replied, 'but our love is stronger than an ocean current, larger than a mountains valley, wider than the universe itself! The pleasure that wracks me body when I, Lisa Yadomaru, am with my lover, Toshiro Hitsugaya, are too mind rattling to describe!'. Then Love and Rose ask what I do when I am without my love! I reply, 'why, what else? I--"
"Stop it! I'll buy you ten new manga! Okay?! Just stop!"
Lisa smirked in satisfaction, letting him go. "Good, my petite beau." Toshiro glared. Lisa put her hand down her shirt (making all the guys in the class blush, minus Nnoitra and Toshiro) and pulled out a piece of paper. "My request list, in alphabetical order. I'd like the more…stronger ones, so I'll leave that up to you."
Toshiro raised a brow. "Stronger ones? What are you talking about?" Toshiro grabbed the list and read through it. "How strong can a manga be? What do you mean by…by…" Toshiro went wide eyed and threw the paper up into the air. The titles were things like 'Ropes and Whips' and 'Submissive Slave'. That alone made Toshiro quiver in fear. Lisa sighed. "Miss Yadomaru! I REFUSE to buy you…you…that manga!"
"But you said you would!"
"The store clerks will look at me like I'm insane, they'll question me!"
"What so bad about a young, child-like highschool buying hard-core yaoi manga?"
The class became silent.
Nnoitra spoke first. "I forgot to put that lesson into my schedule…though I'd rather skip that."
Lisa whipped around to face him as she pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She pulled her business card. "Call to tell me when that lesson, is, 'kay?"
Nnoitra nodded his head, tucking the card into his shirt pocket.
Ichigo spoke next. "If Toshiro went into a shop to buy…yaoi manga, imagine how the shop clerks would look at him whenever he went to go buy a book…"
Toshiro growled. "Shut up, Kurosaki!"
Lisa grabbed the paper. "Fine. I'll buy it. But, I would like you to buy me a het manga or a yuri manga, if that makes you feel better."
"No! It does not make me feel better!"
Nnoitra went 'oh'. "Hey, glasses chick, I got some het and yuri here."
Lisa looked at him, stoic expression on. Toshiro called it her 'business' face. "Really?"
Nnoitra went over to his desk, ignoring the appalled look of his students. He took a key out of his pocket, opened a locked drawer in his desk, and pulled out two books. "I got fifty in here, ya know? Gotta lot more at home." He walked back to Lisa and gave her the two books. "Read them slow; you'll appreciate it more."
Lisa nodded her head. "Good advice, you must be an avid reader…you clearly read these daily."
He smirked. "Twice a day."
Lisa went wide eyed for a moment, before smiling. "Perhaps we have more in common than I thought." She nodded her head in an affirmative to herself. "We'll have to talk more." She pointed to the business card and smiled. Then she had her serious face. "Now, back to business." She faced the class smiling. "I'm the guidance counsellor of 'Our Lady of Lords', as you just heard, and I'm a foster agent, as you also just heard. I've come to inform you that a group of our students shall be attending some of your classes for the next couple of days to see if they would like to be transferred into this co-ed school. I have already talked with Aizen, and it seems he is enthusiastic for this idea."
The class remained silent. Lisa looked at Nnoitra, "I'll be back after school to read some more, so wait for me here." She looked at the books, blushing slightly. She gave a sigh, "Ah! These ones are good! I can tell by the cover!"
Renji stood up and went on his tippy toes to look. "How can you tell by the cov…er…" He blushed wildly and sat in his seat, regretting looking at the picture. Now he had to think of monkey's in Speedos. Joy.
When she left shutting the door, Nnoitra grinned. "What a perverted girl." He wouldn't admit it, but he had some admiration for he blunt nature. Though…
"Okay! Listen up! Were gonna about talk about body parts today. Staring with, the female." He grinned. "Any volunteers?"
…he was just as blunt.
Girls shouted in protest, and boys cheered…well, some of them, anyway.
Well that was quite a chapter! This sort of explained Toshiro's life with Kisuke and the gang, also about his friends Yumi and Shu…I loved writing the part were Lisa was teasing. You know, I had to edit that part a lot, because it was getting a bit explicit. That's why I won't be able to write what Nnoitra says in class, unless I change it to M, but I'm reluctant to do so. So, I shall keep it toned down! Dah-dah-dah-dahhhh! This chapter was supposed to be longer but…yeah…it was already getting as long as 12 pages sooo…I cut it off right here. I'll post the next chapter before Christmas, but no promises. I'm working on a secret yaoi collection (not so secret anymore) and I want to update my other stories as well. Anyway, thank you for reading! Please review!
NEXT CHAPTER: Toshiro practices for the soccer game, Rukia gets the courage to...!, Toshiro pays a visit to the foster agency, Lisa and Nnoitra...?!, and another verrrry evil teacher meeting!! :O All this and more, in chapter 12 of The Ripple! ;3 -Katrina Tora