Hey, guess what?! I don't own Bleach, I know it's shocking- Enjoy!

Chapter Theme: Love Rollercoaster by Mims~

"Everything I thought that we had was true, but now I'm seeing a whole different side of you."


'Guardian Angel'

Tatsuki took a chug of her soft drink at a small secluded table, watching the different faces that passed by with excitement. She could feel the humidity dampen her skin while the sun hit her exposed feet as she sat under the posted umbrella. The fresh sent of chlorine that soaked the air was mixed up with grill fumes and a strange fruity smell. Sounds of splashing water followed by shrieks of enjoyment boomed every now and then from the white noise created by the many voices surrounding her.

It was relaxation time baby. Smiling intently, Tatsuki closed her eyes with a gentile sigh of relief as her head fell back "This is nice."

"Why am I here again…?" The tomboy's lids twitched in irritation 'Damn it he's such a drag! Why'd she invited him, I don't get it.'

"Ichigo would you just shut up and enjoy yourself, that stupid mopey vibe coming off your ass is pissing me off! I'm trying to take it easy cause I've been tired, stressed the hell out, and I'm still soar as shit from last night's work out- stop ruining this for me."

"Fine what ever." He slurred aggravation and boredom present with each syllable that rolled off his tong.

He hated these kinds of parties, all people ever did at them were get wasted and try to get laid. This is the type of party were you had to bring your own punch because the crap they have there is ninety percent hard liquor. Next thing you know you're humping a tree and beating your grandma.

You could never put your cup down ether because some bastard's goanna pop some funky pill in there and have their way with you later. You'd be sprawled out on some guy's lawn with your pants down the next day, confused, and something throbbing like a bitch.

Screw that shit. If there's one thing he learned from kindergarten it'd be what not to do at a cross walk, if you catch my drift.

'Orihime better appreciate this.' The strawberry grumbled in his mind.

Sure, when she first asked him to come with her to the party, he had no objections. Ichigo was even looking forward to it, that's saying something. When the original plans changed though, so did his original excitement.

Instead of him taking Orihime he was forced to take Tatsuki, no big deal right? Wrong. She was in a particularly bad mood that morning due to the toaster breaking and her boyfriend having to work. So for the whole drive here, he had to endure her nagging and complaining on max volume. To make things worse, Orihime was picked up by the same guy who knocked her over at the gym- she didn't even say bye to him.

Ichigo was in no mood to party, thank you very much.

"Ichigo?"

'Crap he's here!'

"Ichigo!"

'Maybe if I put my head down he won't notice me.'

"Ichigo!!"

'… If I ignore him, eventually he'll get tired and leave.'

Something slapped against his back with such great force the strawberry fell out of his chair. Catching himself before he hit the floor, Ichigo swung his leg under his target knocking them off their feet. With cat-like reflexes he pounced, twisted the man's arm behind his back while he locked the other to the floor.

"That's payback for last time!" Ichigo busted with a cheeky grin.

"Get the hell off of me!!" Renji squirmed under the strawberry. "Make me!"

"Fine I will!" Ichigo was thrown back by a swift kick to the side of the head. As he tumbled across the floor, Renji stumbled to his feet "Thanks Ikkaku, but I could of got out of that by myself."

"That's not how it looked to me." The bald man remarked coldly, Renji snarled in response before approaching Ichigo once again.

"What do you want?" He sighed on the floor.

"I was goanna ask you where Rukia was."

Ichigo sat up with the usual scowl planted on his face "How should I know she's always with you isn't she?"

"I don't know I just- kind of lost her at the entrance…" He rubbed the back of his head "So where's that Orihime chick, is she swimming??"

"Don't get your hopes up," Ichigo growled protectively "she's not here yet- probably still getting ready." Renji smirked playfully when realization hammered at his brain, Ichigo lowered his brow in question "What're you looking at?!"

"She flaked you didn't she!" Ichigo was shocked. "I KNEW IT!"

The red head broke into laughter, mocking the strawberry before Ichigo squinted his eyes "Look who's talking, Rukia ditched you." Renji was suddenly very quiet.

Grimmjow had his hands in his pockets striding coolly across the asphalt while Orihime trailed two steps behind him. Her hands were clasped together holding a big florescent beach bag, while she smiled dreamily to herself.

Not paying attention to her surrounding, again, she bounced off him when he stopped causing her to fly back. Orihime felt a warm arm cup her bottom and scoop her up to an even warmer source- Grimmjow's chest. He was cradling her delicate form with only his left arm as if she were his child; a radiant flush filled her cheeks.

"No wonder you run into everything, you're in your own little world twenty-four seven." He scolded taking her deeper into the hold, her face got hotter. "Would you stop that, it's not like I'm feeling you up or anything." Orihime's blush intensified as her eye's widened and she hid her face in the nape of his neck, humiliated.

'Nice, that helps.' He smirked, pleased with the results, and paced himself to a sprint keeping the girl close to him. Surprised by the increase in speed she clutched onto his bare shoulders, he snickered with amusement "Kibbles you're goanna have to hold on to me pretty damn tight, I'm fast."

This direct skin-to-skin contact was playing at the dirty side of his mind. Despite what you think, he kept thoughts like that locked up pretty tight. Unless you were rated eight or higher, doing the splits in a bikini, or giving him a back rub while pole dancing- you wouldn't get much out of him.

She felt good against his body… Really good~

Her smooth skin was moist from the heat and humidity while her curves fit just right in his arm. Her long silky hair tickled as it lightly ran across his pecks, and the way her thigh rested in his hand was very tantalizing. 'Man I don't know about her but I like it when she runs into me.'

"Hey Ichigo, love to stay and watch you get your butt kicked but I have to go. Tell Orihime I'm sorry and I'm with 'Meat-Head' at a restaurant a few blocks away near the beach."

"I'm guessing he got off work early after all." He paused to push Renji and Ikkaku out of his way as he walked to her.

"Yeah, he's taking me to this famous place to eat… He said he planed this date when we were seniors in high school when I said I was going here. He made reservations a month in advance, it was supposed to be a surprise but he didn't think I would go to this thing and screw up his schedule."

"So if he's doing all this stuff for you, why is his name 'Meat-Head' now huh?" The strawberry inquired, truly curious.

"I've got this undying feeling Orihime's got something against him, can't blame her- I mean he takes up the only free time I have… I just thought, maybe if you called him that, it might go off better…"

Tatsuki locked her eyes to the floor as she shuffling her feet, Ichigo watched his friend with pure concern painted down his features. This was the first time he'd ever described Tatsuki Arisawa with the words 'insecure' and 'unsure' in his life, it didn't sound possible. "I know Orihime's going to be upset that I left, but I think she wouldn't need me here anyways- she's got you right." Tatsuki smiled halfheartedly, then grabbed her things and patted her confused roommate on the back.

Before running out of his sights, she added with a wink "I'm expecting you to give any bastard that approaches Orihime the usual treatment, don't be slacking off on duty!!"

Ichigo scratched the back of his head, a bit embarrassed by how much faith Tatsuki had in him with her precious Orihime "It's weird, but I'm pretty sure Tatsuki expects more than just that… This is freaking me out what the hell does she want from me??"

Renji sank down into the lounge chair, tipping the worn-down sun hat to shade his eyes "Stupid shrimp, stealing my sunglasses like that… Despite the fact she knows how I am about my shades, she does what ever the fuck she wants with them like they're cheap hunks of plastic! I wish for once she would consider my feelings, what's important to me."

Ikkaku's brows twitched violently 'W-What- the fuck…?!'

"Damn it she pisses the shit out of me, I don't think she appreciates how much I do for her. She takes me for granite, everything I put up with! I don't give a damn if she comes from some rich-bitch family I-"

"WOULD YOU SHUT UP!!" Renji tensed up as Ikkaku slapped his sun hate off. "Hey-! What the fuck was that for?!"

"That was for being a fucking pussy! I was seriously starting to think you were my mother complaining about how my dad leaves his dirty socks everywhere… That was some scary shit man, if you're major B.O. hadn't almost made me puke I would have been paralyzed due to the nag-attack!!" Ikkaku gagged exaggeratedly.

Renji fumed "OH-! Oh! So now I'm the fucking pussy?! Who actually whore that tight shirt covered in pink hearts, you studded that ugly thing around the gym all day!!"

"That's only because it was a gift from a loyal customer and she requested I put it on for her… It would be rude it I didn't."

"She stalks you, raids your locker, and runs off all your other loyal female customers! You're just too much of a sissy to put her off." Renji grinned, successfully manning it up in front of the ladies- until his bald working partner jumped him putting the red head in a head lock.

Little did they know Rukia was sitting back at a pool side bar sipping down a decorative, colorful beverage, enjoying the free entertainment and Renji's expensive shades.

"Bastards," Grimmjow growled, flicking the amber haired beauty off his arm as she caught herself on a fence "I told them to wait at the entrance so I wouldn't have to get their asses." Gliding his piercing eyes down to the busty Orihime, acknowledging her fine presence, he noted her fidgeting with something on the fence.

"What are you doing?" He demanded smoothly, the girl immediately blushed in response. Grimmjow moved closer, peering around her to find the answer on his own. He grinned darkly when he did, and leaned in to examine the problem. "Your little bikini string got knotted in the fence," His ocean eyes flickered to her face "you know what that means, don't you Kibbles?"

Orihime gulped down loudly "…N-No…! I'm fine I can fix it, by myself…"

"Really~ I want to see that." She tried to prove him wrong by pulling the string out from the crack, but instead found a way to tie her fingers. Orihime desperately wiggling her fingers hoping it would loosen the knot until realizing she was undeniably stuck. Grimmjow smiled with delight at her still silence "Say pretty please, and I'll help you out."

She pouted in defeat "… Pretty please…"

"If you insist." Grimmjow snickered, and untied her bikini string in one tug. Orihime screamed and caught the loss end before it completely fell off, her eye brows furrowed in annoyance "Grimmjow!!"

The blue-haired man surged nonchalantly "Hey I said I would get you out and I did, that was the best way I could think of doing it."

'The best.' He added mentally, a hint of jubilance in his tone.

With that he started towards the pool leaving the girl to fume over at his back with no effect, she lowered her head 'I hope Ichigo's here…'

"Damn Kibbles, hurry up woman." Grimmjow ordered, but instead of the usual stern forwardness, this time he nearly hummed it playfully. Despite his insensitive actions just moments ago, the way he smiled made Orihime's heart skip a beat as the sensational warmth shot up her spin and into her cheeks.

Pulling his hand out of his right pocket, the ocean eyed man healed it out to her as if wanting her hand then rolled his pointer back a few times seducing her to join him "Come hither, Kibbles."

Rukia was having an amazing time; she must have been some kind of hot property sense six or seven guys already sent drinks her way in an attempt to get her number. Most of them were very attractive, and to her delight half of them barely made it to five feet while the other half stood higher than six foot four.

She didn't give one of them her number though, no matter how persistent they were. Being single was awesome; you could go anywhere you wanted without getting a bunch of crap and didn't have to follow anyone around like a child. Getting involved right now was too much of a hassle; romance just got in the way of her duties and distracted her from prier engagements.

"Caught 'cha shrimp!" Rukia flinched as a hand stuck on the top of her head, messing up her beautiful pigtails 'Speaking of distractions…' She growled to herself mentally as the sunglasses were plucked from her puffy cheeks. 'What a coincidence. Just in time to screw up my hair and my day- at the same time, stupid bastard.'

"Where the hell did you go?!" Renji interrogated venom in every word he spat. Rukia hoped off her seat, her fists clenching tighter at the irresistible urge to jab him right in his ugly butt-for-a-face.

"Where do you think you fool, I've been sitting here! Why do you need to know anyways, I'm an independent woman I don't have to be with you every second of the fucking day!!"

"I don't care what shit you do by yourself, but can't you at least give me a warning before you run off and steal my shades!"

"You and your dumb 'shades' I swear, if it was me who got taken you wouldn't give a rats ass what happened to me!"

That hurt "Damn it Rukia you know that's not true why would you say that?! I went looking for you because I was worried about you!"

The petit girl was quiet, leaning on the stole behind her automatically feeling the ping of guilt "Sorry Renji, that was uncalled for…" She looked down at her small feet, her eye brows knitted together sadly.

'Man now I feel bad.' Taking a couple steps closer he pinched Rukia's now screwed up pigtails between his thumb and pointer finder as he made them flap around like drum sticks. Her head popped up in question, but smiled when he said "I should be sorry, look what I did to your hair! Jeez I'm surprised you didn't kill me yet. Please, forgive me!!"

They both laughed heartedly at his comment as he played with her hair. She clapped her tiny hand to his forearm and pushed it down; tears were in her eyes from laughing so much. He grinned, accomplishing his goal and put his free arm around her shoulders "How can I make it up to you."

She slipped out from his hold, walking to a nearby lounge chair. "You can start-" Rukia sat down, pointing to her messed up locks "by fixing my hair."

Walking aimlessly through the crowd of people, Ichigo kept an eye out for anyone familiar. He's been here for almost an hour now and he still hasn't seen Orihime. The thought of her being with those ass holes was plaguing his mind 'If I don't find her soon, I'll find them and rip their-'

"Who are we looking for?" A giant Hispanic man asked from his left, interrupting Ichigo's horrific plan of action. The strawberry struggled to find the man's face due to his massive height, even though they've been friends sense middle school he still wasn't used to it.

"Whoa, dude I forgot you were there." His name was Yasutora Sado, but he called him Chad for some reason after the first beat down they shared. Ichigo hasn't talked to him sense graduation so imagine the look on his face when he spotted the towering Mexican, standing in the deep end of the pool.

"You're still quiet as ever Chad." Yasutora smirked "I'm a man of few words."

Ichigo chuckled, and then went back to the subject "Anyways- just look out for a girl with long bright hair."

"Like yours?" Ichigo scratch his head in serious thought "Kind of, I guess."

"Oh. So then-" Sado stopped, pivoting his head away from his long time friend "is that her?"

"What??" The strawberry skidded back to the giant searching through the opening of the crowd, the exact direction Sado was pointing. It was Orihime alright; she had her hair up in a loss bun while a big white T-shirt covered her torso and exposed her limbs. The only problem was the guy standing next to her "Damn it I thought he was just dropping her off."

The blue-haired man noticed an annoying orange blob in his peripheral vision "The fuck's he staring at." Orihime turned away from him and felt her heart fly through her chest "ICH-I-GO-!!"

Before the strawberry could react he was smacked hard in the chest by his cuddly roommate. Ichigo stumbled back from the impact and was sure he would end up crashing to the ground, until Chad grasped his should firmly.

When he found his balance, Ichigo realized he was holding a giggling Orihime. Her arms encircled his stomach while her hands cupped his sides. As her face pressed into his collar, his arms wrapped around her waist and upper back protectively. Orihime's feet tottered making them sway side to side, each time deepening the loving hug.

Ichigo awkwardly went along with whatever new move she added to the hold as if she were leading him in the 'two-step'. After a while she began moving away from him, he didn't want her to go though…

Something in him longed to feel the warmth and closeness a little longer, but against his will- he allowed her to leave his arms.

Orihime gave him her brilliant smile with cheeks red with happiness "I'm so glad you made it Ichigo! I was scared you wouldn't come and I'd be here all by myself… I'd probably get abducted by aliens and be forced to cook for them on their mother ship! Then the space pirates would get mad because they didn't have a cook and go after me! So there'd be a huge space war and I'd have to fire off my super missiles at them! I'd be so terrible Ichigo, terrible!!"

Chad was lost and a bit shocked at her words, but Ichigo just flipped on a goofy smile. "It's a good thing I came then." He chuckled; her smile grew ten fold "Exactly!"

Renji sat 'Indian style' behind the petit Kuchiki Rukia, brushing out the knots and tangles in her coal-black hair with his fingers. He had taken out the hair ties holding her pigtail only a few minutes ago, and they were now around his wrist.

Rukia was sitting comfortably at the edge of the long lounging chair as Renji worked diligently on her do. The flats of her feet were pressed together as her hands clamped onto her ankles. Because she was so flexible the sides of her legs easily laid on the seat without pain.

This was very relaxing, wearing her lovely white bikini while Renji's mostly gentle fingers glided through smooth locks and against her scalp. The sun beat down on her fair skin, making beads of sweat trail down her face.

"Damn Rukia you're really sweaty, it feels like I just stuck my hand on a wet work bench…"

She looked back at him "Renji it's like ninety degrees out here, I have to smell you so I think you can deal with a little sweat."

"Yeah yeah…" He grumbled, and went on to tying her pigtails back up.

"ICH-I-GO-!!"

Rukia's eyes popped open at the name, then grumbled "What the hell is that idiot doing now…"

She scanned the area looking for his distracting orange hair, but upon finding him- she wished she didn't. He was holding that Inoue girl close to him, she sunk into his arms, they swayed together, she was giggling, Ichigo was smiling… Something snapped in her.

"Alright Rukia, you're good to go!" Renji stated proudly as he finished tying the second pigtail, and suddenly she just got up and ran away from him.

"Hey- wait, where are you going?!" He reacted quickly, sprinting after his troubled companion.

"Mr. Sado is so tall! If I was that tall I could save cats stuck on houses and change the light bulbs without a latter and reach the cereal on the top shelf without having to ask you to get it!!"

"Yeah I know, I think he grew a foot sense I last saw him."

"He's nice too; you should invite him over for diner soon."

"…Uh- I'll, think about it…" Chad might try her food, maybe… Not that it tasted bad, Ichigo liked her recipes, but they weren't very- pleasing to the eye you know…

"So what took you so long to get here Orihime??"

"Well- Mr. Jaggerjack had to get some stuff from the store, and then we got stuck in traffic-"

"What kind of stuff?" He asked suspiciously.

"Food and drinks for the team."

"Team?" Orihime nodded "Yeah he's number seventy for the school's football team, he's told me he was on the offensive line so he guards and tackles I think. He also said he wants to be a professional, get into the major league stuff."

"Why the hell is he in your self defense class then, doesn't look like he needs any help defending himself to me." Ichigo grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yeah he didn't want to be in it, but his captain said he needed the credentials. Mr. Jaggerjack doesn't believe him though; he thinks he's being used."

"…Used? Who's his captain?"

"Um- oh yeah! His name's Aizen Sousuke, he only has one more year until he graduates."

"So that guy with the blue hair told you all this stuff?"

"Yup, we were stuck in traffic for a pretty long time…" She laughed, rubbing the back of her head. Damn that pissed him off "I don't like that guy."

"Ichigo… He's not so bad when you get to know him."

"I don't want to know him. I don't want to know any of those morons. The whole time you were gone I thought he'd taken you or something, you shouldn't be with guys like that you're too nice." Orihime decided to take that as a complement…

Ichigo and Orihime found a spot next to the pool, letting their legs dangle freely in the cool water as they glided back and forth in sequences.

Orihime watched as a ray of golden sunlight broke out from behind some nearby trees as it spread across the wavering liquid and onto her exposed knees. She picked one of her legs up and watches the light gradually engulfed it; Ichigo raised his brow "What are you doing?"

She laughed "I don't really know… just thought it looks cool, don't you think so."

Orihime slid past him into the pool, squealing as the water soaked into her skin. "Ah I forgot to take my shirt off!" She slowly striped it from her body and pulled it over her head, Ichigo couldn't help but stare. When it was finally removed, Orihime pouted at the wet edge at the bottom before tossing it over her roommate's head and onto a chair where her stuff was.

"Well Ichigo, are you just goanna sit there or are you goanna get in with me!" A light flush creped on his cheeks at the thought, now that she didn't have a T-shirt on it was hard to look at her without his eyes trailing down… He's a guy give him a break.

Cold water splashed all over him and brought him out of his heat, when he opened his eyes he caught Orihime swimming away "Oh no you don't!!"


Alright guys, this is different from my last chapters because there's a lot of stuff going on all at once so yeah… Anyways I hope this didn't confuse you or anything. So this is the first part of the party, because this seemed like it was getting to long so I split it. I promise Blitch I would get it out today and I did so I'm pretty happy! I would have got this out last weekend but we've been having a LOT of power outs and it's been troublesome for me… Hope you guys liked this, there's goanna be a lot of drama and romance in the next chapter ;D

Thanks you guys you're the best ^^