Chapter 11 Renji had to practically
pull Ichigo out of that school room. Ichigo himself never took his glaring eyes off of the girls, (me: that pervert XD just kidding) who were still batting their "to long to be real" lashes. Once out, Renji started towing him to the lockers, "What the hell man?" "Hey you weren't there!" Ichigo protested. "When?" "When they beat the living day lights out of Rukia!" he started shouting. "Rukia's already gotta over it... so why can't you? What's your problem man?" Ichigo rubbed his head. "I don't know..." he moaned, "I'm stressed okay?" Renji sighed and hit him lightly on the shoulder. "This will pass as my creepy old Grandmother would say. See ya Ichigo." He started off. Ichigo smirked lightly. "Yeah, okay." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ichigo was on cleaning duty after his final class because the teacher would pick out a kid each day to clean up afterwards. Today it was Ichigo's turn. Even though it was a little chilly outside he worked hard and long enough to have to take off his uniform jacket once again. He was just finished with cleaning the desks when trouble rolled in. Ichigo stood up and was taken back when he saw that same girl from earlier standing in the door way. He just stood there, his mouth opened a bit. Slowly... she came closer, "Cleaning duty?" she asked, her voice normal. He didn't answer her, instead he picked up the rag and cleaning solution and walked the other direction. "Oh come on. You're Ichigo right? I'm Trixie. Look I'm sorry okay?!" His shut his mouth tight but couldn't help it anymore. He turned around swiftly taking several steps closer to her. "Why don't you apologize to Rukia huh? Why me? Why apologize to me?" There was a pause. She shook her head. "You're right..." She looked up at him. Slowly she sashayed closer to him. His face remained serious, but he swallowed deep. She was so close to him. There faces inches apart, "But still... you don't think Rukia would mind if I apologized to you first?... would she...?" "You already did..." he said. Her face was relaxed and her body was basically touching his own. "Not well enough..." Her eyes went from his lips to his hair, "I like your hair Ichigo..." She slowly ran her thing soft fingers through his long orange hair. His body froze at her cold touch. She leaned in, "I'm sorry Ichigo..." she whispered, sending shivers down his spike. "S-stop it..." He spoke quietly. "Come on Ichigo... You know you want it..." "I... I don't want anything from you..." She laughed slightly. "You're all sweaty Ichigo..." She ran her hand down his muscular arm, while the other caressed his strong chest and abs, "Mmmm... but I like it..." she moaned in a sexy tone that would drive any other man insane. She sifted her body closer to him. Their bodies made contact, "Come on Ichigo... let's have some fun..." Suddenly, she pulled him down with her. She laid on a desk gripping his shirt, their faces practically touching. His eyes widened. She unexpectedly grabbed his hand and put it on her hip. She moaned again, "Ichigo." "W-what do you think you're doing?" he asked, confused and to be honest a little scared, "We can't do this..." "Come on, no one's around!" she protested. "No!" He moved, uneasy, trying to escape. Just then, there was a noise by the door. They both stopped dead in their tracks. Then... Ichigo's eyes widened and shook, "uh..." There, standing before them... was Rukia... Her eyes had tears in them and her body was stiff. They stared at her for what seemed like hours. Suddenly, she took off. Running as fast as she could. Ichigo didn't hesitate to stand up to his feet. "No! Wait Rukia! WAIT!" He rushed outside the classroom. He saw her running down the halls then slamming the school doors open sprinting out, "Wait!" he continued to shout at her, "I said WAIT Rukia!" He was chasing her on the grass. She slowed her pace to a fast walk as he did the same. "Don't talk to me!" she shouted without turning around. "We weren't doing anything I swear!" "It sure looked like something to me!" she wouldn't stop. "Just let me explain!" "No!" "Wait a second!"
"Don't talk to me!" He knew she wasn't going to stop anytime soon. What could he do? He had an idea... but he wasn't sure if he was ready for it himself. There was no time for debating. He stopped walking. He stopped chasing her. He stood still. His voice was deep and serious...
"Rukia... I want you to go to the dance with me!"
She froze. Her eyes wide. Slowly, she turned around, her hands above her chest. Some-what of a worried expression on her face. She faced him. A fall wind blew lightly. Their hair moved along with the it. The silence was enough to kill. Rukia couldn't find the words. But for Ichigo words were flowing through his head, so many things he wanted to say, though he didn't know how to say them. Then, Rukia's small voice could be heard, "W-what?" A smile broke out on Ichigo's face. He took a few steps closer to her, stopping a foot away from her. He spoke softly, and looked into her eyes.
"I want to go to the dance with you Rukia. It has to be you." Tears rolled up in her big purple eyes, "I don't want to got with anyone else... but you..." Her eyes closed tight as her tears rolled down her face. She stood there crying. At first he started to feel worried because she just stood there, "Umm... Ru-"
Suddenly, she smashed herself into him. Her little arms rapped around his body, squeezing tight. He stared at the top of her black head, surprised. He then smiled at her, "Will you go with me?" he asked. He then felt a small nod in his stomach and heard a slight, "Mm-hm"... He laughed a bit and then rapped his own strong arms around her small frame.
Now that school was finally over, Chad, Ishida, Renji, and Orihime and Tatsuki were outside, just out of the doors, when Tatsuki stopped dead in her tracks, "Oh...my..." Everyone's direction moved to a couple that seemed to be hugging out on the grass.
"Finally!" They all said at the same time.
