AN:
What up folks!
Hope you'll enjoy this chapter. Thought of speeding you guys up on what is going through Isane's head on Izuru-chan.
Might be some grammatical mistakes but I'll fix them later.
ENJOY!
Disclaimer: Still don't own Bleach.
Isane sighed. She was bored and restless. Twiddling her pen in her hand while her head rested on the other, she stared blankly at the wall before looking up to the window. Rain droplets pelted down endlessly, tainting her window sill with water. There wasn't any wind, just neverending rain. It's been an hour or so since the rain started and Isane was getting really restless. But at least she isn't trapped outside.
Isane's phone beeped and the screen lighted up showing a pixelated mail picture. Grabbing her phone, she read the e-mail from her little sister, Kiyone.
"Sis, the rain's not letting up. I might have to stay longer at Sentarou's. Just thought I should let you know."
Isane let out a 'Hmm' and texted back.
"Okay. Just stay inside for now. Don't want you catching a cold."
And with that, Isane was left once again completely bored out of her mind. Grumbling, Isane headed to the kitchen to mix herself up some hot coffee. Rinsing her hands with the tap, she whizzed away in brewing the cup. She got out her cup and made her way to her coffeemaker. She knew her way around the machine and once her coffee was done, she decorated said coffee with milk and chocolate syrup. She made a white heart shaped face of milk on the coffee and used the chocolate syrup to draw the eyes and mouth of a cat. It her reminded her of Kitsune and the time she met Kira at the playground.
Isane smiled to herself when she thought of Kira-san. She grabbed the coffee and headed to seat at her favorite chair in the living room. Leaning back on the armrest of the chair, she tucked in her legs under her and drank her coffee, staring at the window that was behind her. The rain had lightened somewhat and Isane felt homely.
Her thoughts kicked back to Kira-san. She thought back of their first meeting, followed by their first date and following that, many other dates. They were taking it slow, befriending each other and with more dates coming in, more signs of change sprouted from their relationship. Apart from him being more confident, Kira-san was now actually opened to the fact that he likes Isane. He dropped hints whenever she's around, stared at her longingly across the room when he thinks she's not looking and help her even in the most trivial things.
Isane didn't mind all the attention she was getting from Kira. She knew that he liked her and she knew that she liked him back but for the life of her, she just can't seem to confess to him. Whenever Kira would try to have the talk of their relationship taking to the next step, Isane felt like she was being held back by something. She wanted to be with Kira-san more than anything but she just couldn't. She would feel uneasy trying to force herself to confess to him and she has this uncomfortable feeling in her chest when she tries to reciprocate his feelings, she can't.
Isane wasn't ready for that relationship with Kira and she hated herself for telling him that she needed more time. She was scared that he would leave her because of that but Kira's response reassured her that he would do no such thing.
"I'll wait. I understand that you need to sort out your feelings and I shouldn't rush you." Kira told her when she first asked him for more time. She was grateful to Kira for being so understanding and both of them agreed to remain friends. Albeit the constant subtle hints of romance. Most people would refer to them as the 'Courting Couple' because both know they like each other but are not ready for the next step. It drove Rangiku mad.
Isane giggled to herself when she remembered Rangiku ranting at the two of them when she was highly intoxicated with sake.
"Youh twooo shoold kissh alreaadyy..." She burbled during her drunken fit whilst brandishing her empty mug in front of their faces. Needless to say, Rangiku suffered a heavy hangover the next morning.
Isane giggled again and sighed. She could understand why everyone is getting impatient with their relationship. There's nothing more frustrating then to see two people who are obviously head over heels with each other to remain... friends. She hated it herself and for many nights she woke up screaming bloody murder from a nightmare where a mob of frustrated classmates and envious admirers carrying pitchforks and glowing torches were chasing her. It brought Kiyone tears of laughter whenever she heard the hilarious dilemma her sister was in.
Isane finished her cup of coffee and set it down on the coffee table. She leaned her head to the back of the chair as she sighed while looking out the window. Slowly, sleep overcame her.
Isane woke up with a startle when she heard a loud knocking on her door. The rain was still present but has slightly lightened up to a drizzle. Isane rubbed her eyes from the sleep and noticed the clock on the shelf. Two hours. She slept for two hours.
The knocking on the door got louder. "Coming!" Isane called and swung the door open. She blinked. "Mailman-san! What are you doing out in the rain?" She asked as she invited the drenched mailman into her house. The poor man was soaked to the bone and his teeth were chattering. Isane grabbed her coat hanging from the coat rack and wore it on the man.
"Th-Th-Thank you, Isane. I j-just th-thought you might want to see your mail from your friend." He said and with shivering hands, he pulled out a slightly damp envelope. He handed it over to Isane. "He used the express service again." He gulped the cold lump in his throat. "And it seems to be important."
"Thank you, Mailman-san but you shouldn't have went out in the rain just to deliver the mail. You might catch a cold!" Isane cried.
Mailman-san smiled and chuckled. "I'm alright. Besides, it's my job to deliver important mail to people." He took off the coat from his back and handed it back to Isane. "Thank you for warming up in your house. Sorry on the coat being wet now."
"Oh, not at all. I'll see you soon, okay?" Isane said as she opened the door.
"Absolutely. Bye, Isane. Tell Kiyone I said Hi!" And with that, Mailman-san left the house.
Isane sighed, she didn't like Mailman-san being out in the rain. She was scared that he might get sick from the chilly rain. And she hated Grimmjow for using the express service to send the letters. Many times had she told him not to fork out extra money to get the mail sent faster but of course, being the stubborn mutt he was, he didn't listen to her. He was very stubborn but what can she do? It's in his nature. That's another prospect she liked about him.
Heading back to her favorite chair, she tore open the letter and read it.
Yo,
You're probably gonna hate me for using the express service again but I don't fucking care. I hate waiting for a week for you to read and another week for you to answer back. It gets on my fucking nerves.
Anyways, I guess it's the holidays now. Endless partying and endless fucking! HAH! Hope you'll have a hell of a time hanging out with your friends. And with Izuru *Insert smirky face*
Just go out already dude. You like him, he likes you, what's the hold up? I know you're gonna say "But Grimmjow, I'm too scared for a relationship. I'm not ready for this. Something's holding me back! And I think you're super awesome and the strongest fucking Sexta ever!" See, I knew you were gonna say that. Don't deny that you won't, cuz I know you will. *Smirky face*
Big news though on my side. I finally got a job! It was hell searching for so many weeks but it finally pulled through. The workplace is somewhere at Soul Society and I think I'll be working at a bar as a barista. Not gonna tell you where I'm working at cuz then you'll just pop in like the freak you are and just ruin everything. Don't want anyone know where I'm working at. Not even Ella.
Speaking of Ella, I think she's going through a teenaged crisis or some shit like that. She won't stop bugging me to watch some vampire romance movies and she can't seem to stop talking about Di Roy. Fucking prick and her fucking hormones. Glad I'm not like that though. Hahaha!
You're probably not caring whatever you read here. You're still waiting for my answer, right?
Well, the answer is still no. It's still fucking NO. N-O. No. No No No No No. I'll write a whole page if I had to (Which I did at the back of this letter. Fuck you for making my wrist bitch and whine).
I'm am not going out on dates. That's what the answer will, and ALWAYS be. I'm sorry that you think that I'm lonely and loveless but I couldn't care less on chicks. I don't care if I'm a pure virgin but I have morals too. (Dear God, fuck me. Can't believe I said that) As much as I hate to say it but I will not go out on a date, aight? I am serious on that. So, just do both of us a favor and drop the topic.
Jeez-le-wheez kid. Instead of worrying about my love life, how about you worry about yours? I ain't gonna stop until you finally kick away the cock block that your scumbag of a brain made up and just go out with Izuru. He's a nice guy and you shouldn't let him wait for you. Just grab the dude by the shoulders and scream st him, "FUCK ME!"
Hahaha, damn. I'd pay quality tickets to see that.
Cya kid,
Grimmjow
Isane rubbed her temples as though reading the letter had given her a headache. She turned the letter and true enough, the whole back of the page was scribble with rows and rows and rows of angry red 'No's. Guess he really is serious in not dating anyone. Wonder what is stopping him though. Isane shook her head.
What is she going to do with him?
Hoped you enjoyed this chapter~! ^^
Adios Amigos!