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As promised, Chapter 13 of Fall.
Previously on chapter 12:
"I should thank him and return all that his giving me at least." Rukia sighed.
"Hey Rukia, has your image of Ichigo changed these past few days?" Hinamori inquired.
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. Do you think of him now as Ichigo the rockstar now that you got to know him better?"
"No. Besides, if I acknowledge that, he'd be all obnoxious and high and mighty, I'd have to smack him in the face or two and let him find out how normal he is like the rest of us Homo sapiens. He's really such a prick sometimes."
"Rukia… I want a serious answer."
"I was serious."
"Rukia!"
"Okay, okay." Rukia sighed, and continued. "You know what? Even though I got to meet who he really is, not a single moment had I looked at him as someone unreachable or something like that you know like a super star." She stopped and placed back the cap on the mayonnaise bottle.
Hinamori continued to listen, dangling in her hand, is the sandwich bag.
"I have always, from the very beginning, looked at him as Ichigo Kurosaki, the guy who found me gushing on some markers, talked to me, picked up chappy and became my friend." Rukia finished. "Now, is that corny enough for you?"
Hinamori giggled. "Corny enough, but a very honest answer indeed" She turned to leave then stopped again.
"What? You want a goodbye hug?" Rukia raised an eyebrow, hands on her waist.
"No, I was just thinking, you want to repay him for all he has done right?" Hinamori turned to look at her again, Rukia nodded a bit.
"Just keep on looking at him that way, the real Ichigo Kurosaki in your heart."
Rukia was taken aback as she watched Hinamori's retreating form. She shook her head and smiled.
'The real Ichigo in my heart huh?'
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Disclaimer: Not mine. The story/plot is mine though.
Type: AU, may exceed to more than one chapter…
Rating: T. Because of some languages used; Profanities are praised here a lot.
Pairing: IchigoxRukia
Summary: Rukia Kuchiki goes on fulfilling her dreams as a manga artist, and stumbles upon band vocalist and lead, Ichigo Kurosaki who makes her coordinated life become a bit more spontaneous.
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Title: Fall
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Chapter 13: Let's watch the lucky stars tonight
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
"This is it. Are you ready?" Ichigo stared directly at his partner's beautiful amethyst eyes.
"I… I guess." Rukia gulped, feeling the small sweat now trailing her neck.
"No. Not I guess. Give me a straight answer. I asked, are you ready? Ichigo's brows furrowed as he concentrated at Rukia's face.
"Alright. I'm ready…." She breathed in, then breathed out, "..I guess.."
By this time, Ichigo scratched his head in frustration, his hands now making its way towards her bare shoulders, and gripping it gently.
"You want this right? As in, you really, really want this right?!"
Rukia nodded.
"Good. Now, what is the answer to my question?" He inched a bit closer to her face, as if wanting to be the only one to hear and grasp her words once it comes out from those pink full lips.
"I'm ready. Let's do this!" Rukia finally blurted with much determination. Ichigo beamed, his hands gripping tightly on her shoulders.
"Good. I'll wait for you here. Good Luck." He gave her a flying kiss as she got out of the car and made her way inside the building. Rukia gave thanks then rolled his eyes with Ichigo's 'kiss' gesture, making him chortle out a bit.
It's now or never, if she fails again, she'll just pick herself again… or if she can't, maybe Ichigo will still help her get up. This time, she feels a lot stronger.
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A few minutes later, the door to the passenger seat of Ichigo's car, slammed shut softly.
Ichigo turned to look at the now slightly pale Rukia. "Well? What happened?" He inquired.
Rukia let out a huge sigh and smiled, looking back at Ichigo. "I gave it to the publisher already. She was nice and accepted it again, and we'll have to wait for the results sometime this week."
"Then why do you look pale and worried?" Ichigo scoffed. "I never felt so scared and nervous in my life! It was like; I was waiting for some kind of judgment or some kind of decision for my execution!" Rukia's eyes widened as her arms went flying about as she told Ichigo all these.
"Well, perhaps that could be expected… But you're okay now right?" Ichigo started his car.
"Peachy actually, right now, I don't want to think about it." She smiled as turned his gaze towards the car window. "Oh, hey, thanks for accompanying me here. Aunt Unohana has this meeting she had to go to and all. You sure I didn't bother any of your schedules for today? I seem to be asking favors from you at the right time." Rukia raised an eyebrow.
Ichigo smirked. Well, aside from the fact that he did lie to her about him not having any appointment 3 days ago, today, he really doesn't have any. And all be damned if something were to pop up and snatch him out of this wonderful time he now has.
Which is what happened actually and it made him curse like hell inside.
He tried to ignore the blaring music now playing from his cell phone, until Rukia tapped him.
"Oi, Ichigo. Answer your phone will ya? It's really annoying."
"So what? I want it to blare anyway."
"If you won't answer it, then I would."
"Hey wha—Rukia!" Ichigo tried to grab the phone from her but failed, their car almost swerved down the side walk as he let go of the steering wheel for a good 3 seconds.
"You idiot! What are you trying to do, kill us?!" Rukia shouted at her, in her hands was the said cell phone, still blasting out music.
"Don't answer that!" Ichigo gritted his teeth as he tried to glance and balance the car back on the street.
"Too late." Rukia let out her tongue, "Hello?"
"Eh? Rukia?" Hisagi's voice came.
"Oh hi Hisagi." Rukia smiled, even if the boy from the other line would not be able to see her.
"Hello to you too Rukia. I see, you're with Ichigo, figures." Hisagi chuckled.
"What do you mean by that?" Rukia raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the orange hair who glanced down at her with a gulp.
"Oh, nothing. Anyway, we're just going to have this meeting- not really formal- about some magazine photo shoot we're doing some time next month. So, I just called to tell Ichigo this sudden gathering and so on… You could come, we would all love that." Hisagi explained.
In actuality of it all, the meeting was not sudden. But Ichigo wanted to accompany Rukia again and asked (with a little death threat thrown at the side) to have the time of the meeting moved if he is really needed there and if they don't want him to ditch them again.
Lucky for the carrot top, that's all the engagement they have for the day and Kiyone was flexible on the said day too, so everyone agreed anyway at the end to have it moved at noon. Plus, Hisagi thought he could be at least merciful and do something nice to Ichigo for a change, like not telling Rukia the truth about him lying being free to help her and all.
The group decided to give Ichigo a break in the least. After all, they always had their gleeful share of fun when they tease him senseless. And besides, their friend seems to be less irritated when it comes to the girl, aside from the fact that his scowl is really permanent; and even went as far as messing with his (and their) schedules for her. But Ichigo was spontaneous to begin with, so that makes his being spontaneous, more spontaneous, if that made any sense.
Rukia bit her lip, "Uhm… I don't know. I might be a bother."
"Since when were you a bother, Rukia-chan?" Hisagi cooed.
"Give me that." Ichigo snarled at her as he grabbed back his phone after he pulled over for awhile. Rukia snarled back and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Yo. Hisagi… you, you know…" Ichigo tried to spurt out words that won't give out anything to the girl beside him, and hoped that Hisagi got his message, if he called that a message anyway.
Rukia turned her direction towards the car window at her side, totally ignoring Ichigo. The carrot top struggled to make some sentences rather than impersonating a Morse code or something like that.
To his luck, Hisagi got what he meant. "Don't worry, I didn't tell her about you begging for us to move our meeting time, you lover boy you." The tattooed face man teased.
Ichigo sighed, "Good. Thanks." Then he growled back at Hisagi. "What the hell do you mean by that?! I'm not! And I didn't beg you bastard!"
Rukia turned her attention back at him, eyebrows rose, questioning his sudden change of behavior, as if that was new.
Cursing, he slammed the phone shut. Rukia smirked. "By any chance, do your 'hormonal' fans know how much of a temperamental person you are? They might get turned off and lose your 'sexy' points. And that you seemed to have some kind of fetish with colorful language too."
"Shut it, as if you're any different." He started to move the car again and he scowled back at her. "Besides, I don't care what they really think about me, I'm selling music here, not my body, even if it helps because I really am gorgeous-and I am not temperamental."
Rukia snorted a laugh, 'Cocky as ever, that's Ichigo Kurosaki for you."
Ichigo grumbled. "You seem to be sticking with the idea that they are all hormonal."
"They are, because they really are." The Raven haired girl said as a matter of fact.
"Even the guys?" Ichigo let out his tongue, as a sign of disgust. Rukia chuckled sarcastically. "Please, as if any straight guy in their right mind would shrill at you. I've been to your concert remember? It's jam packed with hormonal banshees. You should have seen their totally slave like banners. 'Ichigo, marry me', 'Ichigo, let's make Love' and all those disgusting ideas."
"You sound like you're jealous." Ichigo smirked slyly.
"Please, you're so full of yourself, I just happen to be normal and they're not. I wouldn't be surprised if you had really hit it off with some of your fans." Rukia rolled her eyes.
Ichigo frowned and coughed. "I do not do that." He said in an almost too serious tone.
"That's new. You sure? Aren't rock stars you know…" She was cut off by him.
"I'm not. I don't drift that way. I'm as much serious with my music as you are with your manga making." He said stiffly, this time, he really sounded serious. "Why are we talking about that anyway?"
"You started it." Rukia pouted, Ichigo shook his head. "You're the one who blabbed about hormonal fans."
"But they really are. And so sorry if I offended you by assuming you…"
"Apology accepted. Besides, people have been stereotyping me since the day I was well, I don't really know when but you get the point."
"Point taken."
"Whatever."
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Days later, Ichigo found himself spacing out at the balcony of the studio.
"Hey." A voice came and Ichigo looked up.
In front of him was Kaien standing, holding with him some canned drinks. He frowned a bit and then answered back. "Hey."
"You're spacing out. Mind if I join you?" Kaien pointed to the space beside Ichigo. Ichigo nodded and he sat down a good 6 inches apart from the carrot top. He handed to him the other can of soda and Ichigo muttered a thanks as they simultaneously opened their sodas.
"So, what brings you here?" started Ichigo.
Kaien glanced at him and then looked up at the sky. "Hitsugaya asked me to make some keyboard notes version of the beats I made in your concert. He said he'll be practicing how to make beats with his new synthesizer."
"Oh. Right. All songs?" Ichigo raised the can to his mouth, sipping some of its contents.
"Just one, for now it's 'Lavender'" Kaien smirked and did the same. Ichigo sputtered, while the dark haired man asked him if he's okay.
"I'm fine, just got something caught up in my throat." He coughed and wiped the remnants of brown liquid from his face. Lavender, right, Hitsugaya just had to choose the one song that fitted perfectly his description of Rukia.
Come to think of it, he hadn't seen her ever since he accompanied her to submit her work again. They had a few hours of time with the group when he took her with him to the meeting—which was a bit disastrous because everyone in the room had been teasing him and hinting to her about his so called 'sacrifices' and being on time nowadays.
He was lucky enough that Rukia didn't get the message they are trying to relay with their hints and teases, probably because they were doing it while gasping for air when he fiercely strangled all of them one by one, with a sick hope that at least one of them would really die and that would make them shut up. Rukia just stared at them, not really sure what's going on.
He had been flushed to death and well, his 'friends' almost met death when he tried to shut all of them up if possible, permanently. He sighed in defeat when even Kiyone joined in the mischievous group who had but one goal set in mind—to be the end of him.
"So, you don't have Rukia with you today?" Kaien smoothly asked. Ichigo twitched a bit and raised his arms to rest his head on his palms. "It's not as if she's some kind of possession or anything. She can do what she wants with her life."
Kaien smirked. "Then, I guess you won't mind if I ask her out tonight then?" Ichigo wanted to swing his fist right at Kaien's face, but he decided to just sit there, retaining that smug expression on his face. He doesn't really know why he wanted to swing his fist on his face anyway.
"Why would I mind? It's her life." He coughed, "What for?"
Kaien resisted a laugh. "I thought you said you don't mind?"
Ichigo gritted his teeth. "I never said I did. I was just asking. That's totally different from each other."
Kaien decided to answer anyway. "Oh nothing, just wanted to tour her around town I guess, then ask her to dinner after."
'And then what? Try to kiss her after a good date? Hell, yeah, it sure sounds like a date plan. And I am her official tour guide damn it! Stop meddling you dark haired drum freak!' Ichigo frowned, cursing inside. Kaien waited for any reaction or answer, but the carrot top just sat there, grunting a little, his furrowed brows looking the same as everyday.
He thought why was he all grumpy about this anyway? It's true he doesn't have to give a shit what Rukia does with her life. He's not her brother or anything.
"Whatever." He blurted out. Okay, so he wasn't so sure he blurted out the right thing, and he thought about it for awhile. Wait, okay so he blurted out the wrong thing. 'Whatever' means he doesn't give a shit; well in fact he does; now he thinks he really does. How can he take it all back without sounding too obvious?
Kaien was now smiling, probably happy that he will get a chance to go out with Rukia tonight and it came from Ichigo that he doesn't give a hoot anyway. The carrot top was about to open his mouth when his phone rang.
"And I, I won't worry my life away…" The phone came.
'Bull! Right now, he's practically worried to hell, thinking how to take that entire 'whatever' thing back.'
"Ya?" He scowled.
"Ichigo?" Rukia's voice came. Speak of the devil. Ichigo smirked. "yeah, Rukia, why?"
"Ichigo, Ichigo, Ichigo! I've got great news! Eee! My manga finally got accepted! They sent me stuff that I have to revise but, but the thing is, I finally got in! Thanks to you!" Rukia squealed; Ichigo felt his heart skip a bit.
"That's great, hell yeah we rock! Well, they should accept you, after all that work and stuff we did the other day." Ichigo smirked, making his voice loud enough for Kaien to hear.
Ha! How's that?! I worked with her and spent time with her, too bad for you!
"Yeah, well… anyway, I wanted to treat you tonight… you know, make it up to you for all that you've done." Rukia giggled, the news that she got in made her feel giddy and in cloud nine.
Bingo! He doesn't have to take it all back now, he doesn't want to sound possessive, and over protective or jealous because –he insists- he isn't. He's just, well just a friend wanting to spend some time with his friend, yeah that's it. Keep telling yourself that Ichigo, keep telling yourself that.
Rukia is asking him out, too bad for you dark haired doppelganger.
Without hesitations, he quickly said. "Okay. Meet you then later." He smirked and shut his phone.
Kaien smiled and stood up. "So, I guess I won't be able to ask Rukia out today." He turned to look at the orange haired young man who was trying his very best to look sympathetic even if he was laughing inside, tumbling and all.
"Yeah. Maybe some other time. Anyway, I gotta split." Ichigo waved his hand and left.
Kaien stood there shaking his head in disbelief. "Failed eh?" Hisagi came from behind him. Kaien turned to look his sky blue eyes at the tattoo faced man. "Yeah, you can say that… He put up quite a fight, only I think it's mostly with himself."
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Rukia was all happy and relaxed with the news. Hinamori bought her some party poppers to have the celebration feeling in case she really gets accepted—and she did. Rukia asked why Hinamori had the party poppers ready, as if she knew that she would get lucky today.
The peach girl just smiled and told her that a joint effort from her and Ichigo is something worth seeing, and perhaps the publishers can't resist their admiration at a work with so much passion and bonding.
Rukia blushed and thanked her cousin and Aunt for all the support.
For now, she happily typed away to give the news to her brother and friends back at home when…
"Renji." She whispered. Hisa name popped out the inbox and she quickly clicked on it.
Hey Rukia,
I'm sorry I wasn't able to mail you for the past few days; my computer broke down after this very, very intelligent life form-which is my room mate, spilled his wonderful and sugar high coffee on it. Sorry. I know you knew about me going to my grandmother's from Orihime. Yeah, there was no electricity there you know how rural the place is. Anyway, last week, I got back and that's where I got your snail mail. Don't worry about me; I'm fine, sorry to cause you such worry. Oh, and I got into a little accident last week to. This drunkard almost run me over and I now have a cast on my feet, but nothing serious. I bumped into Ryoko the other day, you still remember her, our classmate back in college? Apparently, she rented the vacant room in the apartment I'm staying in. And she's helping me out since I'm practically limping and all. She says 'hi' and good luck there. By the way, when will you come back here to visit?
-I miss you and I love you.
Renji.
She smiled and saddened after. She misses them, especially him. It was good he's doing fine, although his feet cause her to worry. He should be more careful next time. And Ryoko, that's kind of nice of her to help him around. She should remember to thank her personally. She smiled again, thinking that everything seem to be going her way today. She continued to tell all of them including Renji what her situation is now in this place.
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Ichigo looked at his rear view mirror. He tried to polish up his hair, making it look presentable, but it still swooshed back to its messy state. He frowned, well; it looked better that way anyway. Plus, Rukia doesn't seem to mind his messy hair anyway, not that he really cared, he just tried it out.
He soon made his way towards Rukia's house and rang the doorbell. In an instant, Rukia answered, and told him to come in; she just had to lock the back door for awhile.
"No one's at home?" Ichigo looked around. "yep." Rukia came and slammed the kitchen door shut. "Just me, but since I'm going out, I have to lock around first."
Ichigo nodded and lend a hand after.
Minutes later, they were now sitting at the same spot they sat on way back then at the pizza place. Rukia asked for it and he obliged anyway, saying it was her who's treating so she has the right to pick the place.
Old man Keitaro greeted them again with a grin on his face. "So, the young couple seems to be getting along then, contrary to the time back then when you were both bickering."
The two flushed and shook their heads. "Old man, we're not a couple."
Mr. Keitaro looked at them with wide but mischievous eyes. "Oh? I thought you were. Back then I referred to you as 'couples' when you two were bickering, and you didn't react."
Rukia tried to brush her blush away and replied. "We must have missed that one… but anyway, sorry, we're not." She looked over at Ichigo, who still had that scowl on his face.
Strangely enough, both felt a light thug in their chest when they denied that part, but shrugged it off anyway.
Mr. Keitaro apologized for the misunderstanding and told them he just going to make their pizza now. He glanced at them one last time and smirked. "Then that must mean they are much closer than before. Usually, those who are guilty of such accusation are the ones who react and are embarrassed about it."
"So, anyway… about this manga, that's good news. I'm happy for you." Ichigo smiled.
"yeah. I'm so happy, I thought I would die, not that I really wanted to, but you get my drift." Rukia gushed. "I'm going to start with the revisions. I have deadlines for the weekly mag."
"I'll help you okay?" Ichigo sipped on to his iced tea. "There's still more to that happy feeling you're having, come on spill it." He grinned.
If Ichigo only knew, but he didn't, so the moment Rukia decided to spill, the carrot top wished he shouldn't have asked her to.
"Renji, he just mailed me today. Told me why he can't reply, and that he's okay. Everything's good." She smiled, her beautiful pearly whites showing. Ichigo groaned.
If only, just only he can make her that happy by the mere mention of his name.
Ha? What? What the hell was that all about? He must have a lot of iced tea that it had gone up his brain, momentarily making it think stupid thoughts and wishes.
He scoffed; Rukia stopped talking and looked at him worriedly. "Er, Ichigo… are you okay? You seem irritated."
"Ha? No. I'm, I'm just… anyway, let's change topic shall we?"
Oh God, he hoped it didn't sound too obvious that he didn't like the current topic. He looked over to Rukia who thought of another subject matter and smiled, glad that she didn't get what he just stupidly did.
Rukia looked up the ceiling, actually she was trying to avoid Ichigo's gaze. Was her babbling about her boyfriend made him uncomfortable?
But if it is, it's not like it's her fault. He asked her what the other reason is anyway. But then again, he did say a lot more than the answer intended for the question. She couldn't think of any topic actually, so they remained silent until their pizza finally came.
"Hey Ichigo, sorry if I made you uncomfortable. Anyway, thanks a lot. This treat is all for you." She grinned and raised her glass of iced tea like it's a beer glass or something.
Ichigo raised his and they toast, "Yeah, congratulations to you, Rukia." He drank the glass' contents and placed it down. "And nah, you didn't make me uncomfortable. I was just feeling a little tired, I did a lot of stuff back at the studio today."
Okay, so he lied. In actuality, he's not uncomfortable with her. Not her per se, but her reason for those beautiful smile. He shook his head. What the hell, why does he even care anyway?
He's just lacking some sleep. Yeah, that's it. He hadn't had any decent sleep with all the recording and shows popping out one by one. And the deprivation of said sleep is making him think things he doesn't really have to think about or even get angry or irritated at things not worth taking any time anyway.
On the other hand, Rukia stole glances at Ichigo as he made those weird faces. He looked like he was arguing with something inside, probably himself. She tried to hide a chuckle and thought about it.
Come to think about it, he seemed to be doing that- that funny faces as if arguing with something or someone- nowadays. Not that Rukia would really know; they both don't know each other that much anyway. He must have been doing that as a hobby since god knows when, but she shrugged it off. If he really did that as a hobby, then it made things look pretty weird.
But still, she found it funny and adorable. He kinda looks cute that way.
What the heck?
Rukia bowed her head and sipped some more of her iced tea to at least cool her now warm cheeks.
It didn't seem to help at all, so she tried averting her attention towards her chappy and notepad. She opened her half full pad and blushed even more, then pushed said pad back in the bag.
That kind of snapped Ichigo back to reality "What's up?"
"Uh… nothing. Just, a fly… a fly startled me." She lamely excused. "Oh, okay." Ichigo dead panned and took another slice of pizza.
She peeked in her notepad, and groaned.
Great, she didn't realize that when she was writing on it today-must be because she was in euphoria thanks to the news she got from the publisher- But still…
…why did all her plans inside the pad included Ichigo in it?
She sighed and took another bite from her pizza. It must be because she was getting too used to having him around. Like, accompanying her, helping her, hanging out with her, everything she did, he was there.
Well of course, not everything.
She liked the idea, but can't help that tugging feeling inside that she has to limit it, for she might get too used to him assisting her, she might not be able to do things on her own if needed.
And she felt that's only not the reason why she should limit it, she felt there was something else, she just can't put her finger on it yet.
But right now, she didn't want to fight it, maybe some time in the future.
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Two weeks after, Rukia receives another envelope from the publisher, plus a copy of their issue that week with her work on it.
She squealed, jumped, almost did cartwheels and ran around the house, yelling victory and success in different ways possible.
Her lead character was in the cover. 'Blank out' the lettering said, and some welcome messages at the bottom of it.
Hinamori and her Aunt, baked her some cake to celebrate her first issue, and then prayed for it to go a long way.
She quickly informed everyone at home by typing happily away, 2,000 words per second… wow.
Byakuya replied, with words of encouragement and happiness towards his sister. He said five times how he is of her and said goodbye after for he had a dinner meeting to attend to.
Uryuu replied in behalf of Orihime, because she's busy with something. He said the all too familiar expression of happiness and that they miss her, and that she take care of herself
Renji didn't reply, he was probably out, but she left a message anyway.
Then Ichigo called her up.
"ICHIGO!" She bellowed.
"Whoa, I see you've seen your issue. Pretty good, congratulations. I'm going to show it to the guys back at Urahara's. Maybe you know we could meet up if you want." Ichigo chuckled at the other line, he was panting a little. When Rukia asked him if he was okay, he said he was now walking up a flight of stairs because apparently, Urahara's condominium elevator stopped working and was in for repairs.
"Yeah sure. Where do you want to go?" Rukia shrilled a bit, unable to contain her excitement.
"Well, if you want to tour the city, you should at least find out first how big it is, what better way to see it than to go to the lookout point! I used to go there when I was a kid and watch city lights and stars." He laughed.
Rukia nodded. "Sounds fun, let's do that!"
"Good, pick you around eight-ish." The carrot top bid farewell and shut his cellphone.
"LOOKOUT POINT?!" Hinamori's eyes bulged.
"Yeah? What about it? Sounds fun… we didn't have those back at home… well we didn't have anything near at home that is. I'm quite excited. He said the city lights are marvelous there, plus the stars shine brightly there because you're in a high place." Rukia plopped down on her bed.
Hinamori sighed, so she was a little innocent. But what was Ichigo thinking? Taking her to lookout point? That was, probably the most secluded and sweetest place a guy would take a girl to er… anyway, what was Ichigo thinking? They are not a couple, so it will probably look bad.
But then again, the two seemed to have innocent intentions about going there. After all, the lookout point wasn't exactly made for er.. Incongruous intentions, but either way she decided not to butt in, but of course, she'll have to make Rukia bring with her a pepper spray, just in case.
Hours later, Ichigo came to pick up Rukia. Hinamori glanced up at him in a vicious kind of way. Ichigo was taken aback and scratched his head.
'Uhm, Hinamori, is there a problem?" Ichigo bluntly asked.
Hinamori cocked an eyebrow and looked at him directly in the eyes. "Nothing really, just bothered. What do you intend of my cousin?" She answered back bluntly too.
"Ha? Why? Did something happen? I don't think I get what you're trying to say." Ichigo looked confused.
"You look innocent enough. But if something happens, I'll…" Hinamori sighed and glared back.
Ichigo raised an eyebrow. This charming girl can be a little scary. She must be having PMS, that's the only reason he could think of now why she's acting this way—this way that he doesn't really know.
Soon after, Rukia came; wearing a white tank top and jeans, resting on her arm was her brown cotton jacket. "Let's go Ichigo!" she chirped quite excitedly.
Ichigo beamed, he was wearing a pair of jeans too with blue shirt and a black jacket. "Right I hope there are stars out tonight. It's much better to look up there when it's full of those shining critters."
Rukia frowned. "They're not alive Ichigo I don't think 'critters' is the right term." Ichigo bit back at her saying how come she has to point out everything he say like it was damn killing everybody.
They both stopped bickering when they bid goodbye to Hinamori.
"She'll be back here around ten, don't worry you loving cousin you." Ichigo teased.
Hinamori growled. "She better be, and I expect her complete and unharmed or you'll be seeing stars for the rest of your life." She slammed shut the door softly after she had given her, 'somewhat sounded like a death threat' to Ichigo.
Ichigo looked at the closed door dumbfounded and then turned to Rukia. "What the hell did she mean by that? Is your cousin okay?"
Rukia shrugged. 'Beats me, must be stress. She's been working non stop with her accounting job these past few days."
Both shrugged it off and headed towards the car, leaving.
Rukia placed her hands inside the pocket of her jacket and felt something in it. She pulled it out, and confusion graced her features. "What the heck is a pepper spray doing in my pocket?" She asked herself as she raised aan inquisitive eyebrow.
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Ahahaha! Lookout point. Apparently, our two little protagonists don't have any idea what the lookout point's other meaning is. Not that I blame them, I have always found the lookout point as something wonderful where you can watch the stars and the city lights below in peace. Not er… not… you know what I mean. It's because of those kinds of people that the beautiful meaning of the lookout point is degraded to a make-out point. Renji writes back! And he got into an accident. Heehee, so he's forgiven. Ichigo gets more jealous and jealous as time pass. And what's this? Rukia is having strange feelings when she's around Ichigo. Haha! I liked doing this, especially the IchigoKaien part. Woot! No annoying band mates for now let Ichigo take a break. Next chapter, Ichigo and Rukia goes on a trip! Rukia is officially a manga artist! Hooray! Oh, and the title of her manga is actually my own comic. But I changed the title for confidentiality purposes. I cannot think of anything for her to make so I just used mine. The story also revolves around band members come together because of one fate: Revenge and to live. Yep, it's more of like a violent story, but purely inspirational and has music attached to it, so it'll still have some relevance towards Ichigo's work. There, I hope you enjoy this one guys. HUGS!