BECAUSE ICHIGO IS THE MAIN CHARACTER, THUS HE GETS MORE PARTS!

KUROSAKI

Bonus Chapter!

Because it is a very berry world every one else just lives in it!

"Don't you just love it?"

No he did not love it. Who could love a disaster like this? Hell—how could they even accomplish anything with all this mess?

"Have a seat Kurosaki."

"No thanks, I'll stand."

"Ichigo, do I have to bring out Chappy to force you?"

"Fine. I'll sit. Just put that thing away."

Rukia grinned and placed the garish hat on top of the boys' head much to his displeasure. She then turned to the president of the Disciplinary Committee "Kira-san, he refuses to join, I've tried everything I could think of."

"Calm down Rukia-san and it's Izuru, remember?"

"Right, Izuru, well anyway Ichigo here, is being stubborn."

Blue eyes turned to the orange haired youth "Is this true, Kurosaki-kun?"

"It's Ichigo and yes I have no desire to join, sorry."

"Ichigo-kun would it be too much of me to ask why you are so against being a part of our Committee?"

"He thinks its stupid and boring," Rukia interjected.

Kira Izuru felt his left brow twitch underneath his blond bangs, he covered it up with a tight smile "Rukia san could you do me a favor and take these papers down to vice-principal Unohana?" He handed the girl a stack of bright neon orange flyers with a stenciled trio of a rabbit, fox and monkey on it.

Rukia recognized the flyers right away—her large silver blues grew larger "Is this—?

"Well nothing is official yet but vice-principal Unohana agreed to at least look at them."

Perhaps it was curiosity on his part, but Ichigo found himself wondering aloud just what the both of the committee members were referring to "What are you talking about?"

Rukia immediately slapped her hand on top of the flyers and blew a raspberry at her boyfriend.

Ichigo did not appreciate having anyone spit in his face but because it was Rukia—he'd let it slide.

"Rukia-san, those papers won't deliver themselves you know?"

"Oh what's the big rush anyway? Can't I just go after we convince Ichigo to join?"

Judging by the look on Izuru's face, the answer to that was a flat – NO!

Rukia pouted but rose to her feet (stack of papers in hand) she turned to Ichigo "I'll be back before you can say rabbits." She (thankfully) pulled the stupid hat off his head and placed it on her own.

"Why don't you make quick like a rabbit, Rukia-san?"

Rukia put her hand on her hip (it was amazing how she could manage that and balance papers at the same time) and sneered at the blond "You know you're being awfully snooty today, Kira-san."

Izuru sniffed in a very snooty manner as if to prove the girls point "Yes and you've been awfully lazy lately but hey who am I to judge?"

Rukia was most unhappy with this retort but she wasn't about to start an argument with an upper classman—"Fine I'll just leave the convincing Ichigo to join up to you then, president," the last part was hissed.

Ichigo found it rather strange for Rukia to act so totally and completely out of character. It wasn't like her to walk around with her nose in the air. Nor was it in her nature to knock someone right out of their chair, just before exiting the room (much like she'd just done to Izuru.)

The again (Ichigo reminded himself) he'd only known Rukia for a little over a month—what did he know?

"Are you alright Kira-san?" (Mother raised him well) Ichigo helped the blond to his feet, briefly noting the older boys' bizarre choice of stockings (silver foxes)

"I'm fine, just a little surprised is all."

"Yeah me too. I mean I've never seen Rukia act that way, it was kind of—

"Oh I wouldn't worry about it, its probably a woman thing, you know how they can be?"

The blond smoothed his hair back into place and sat down "You know Kurosaki, it occurs to me that we've never really had a chance to talk."

"It's Ichigo and no I suppose we haven't."

Kira scooted his chair closer to the orange haired boy and placed his hands on top of the others'

Gazing into younger boys eyes with only one real thought in mind "We should make up for lost time then, don't you agree?"

The with out further warning, the blond crawled into Ichigo's lap and straddled him "This is rather a nice way to start, isn't it?"

Kira's tone was playful as he wrapped his arms around the younger teens' neck and attacked Ichigo's mouth with far greater intensity then he usually displayed to any one else.

Wait! Wait a damn minute here—why the hell am I just sitting here and letting this guy practically rape my mouth?

Could I possibly li—

Ichigo refused to complete that train of thought as he shoved the blond off of him. He felt a little guilty for being so violent but in his defense—"Look I don't know what you think you were doing just now Kira-san, Izuru-san or whatever you prefer to be known as but I—mph!"

In the mind of Kira Izuru, little foxes danced around circles and sang a tune "Catch a berry, catch a berry, Catch that berry!"

Yes I must catch myself a berry, this berry, albeit this particular berry seems to be a bit short tempered but hey—I wouldn't want a weak bitch any way—

Ichigo struggled effortlessly against the surprisingly tight grip the blond now had on his wrists.

Izuru grinned against his berry's mouth

I sure do love the feisty ones.

"I'm back they didn't have the ch—Izuru you bastard! What's the big idea moving in on Ichigo while I was gone huh?"

Ichigo couldn't believe his ears—no way could that be-?

He let out a sigh of Relief? Disappoint? He really wasn't quite sure at the moment when it seemed the older blond had finally come to his senses and pulled away from him.

The blond wiped his mouth and addressed the new comer "You already had your chance earlier Abarai, this morning in fact."

"Oh please like what did you expect me to like grab Ichigo and take him right there in the middle of homeroom!"

"Wait a minute! What the fuck are you-?

"You'll have to forgive Abarai, Ichigo-kun, he has yet to learn to how to separate his brain from his ass."

"Bastard! Stop trying to gain brownie points by acting all intellectual and stuff!"

"It's hardly an act, I naturally have a 4.0 GPA."

"Yeah, yeah whatever you're lucky I'm a nice guy or else I might just sic Zabi on you."

"Empty threats will not get you any closer to the berry, Abarai."

"I know that pretty boy!" Renji flipped his long bright cherry red braid over his shoulder (a sign that he was irritated) "But can't we just stick to the original plan?"

"Original plan? What original plan and stop looking at me like that!"

"Aw you're so cute when you're all pissy, Ichigo." The redhead advanced towards the shorter boy.

"Renji if you even think of touching me I'll kick you so hard you'll be pissing out of your ass for the rest of your life!"

"That's what I love about you Ichigo," the redhead grinned and closed the distance them.

He could practically taste the berry's breakfast.

(Mm pancakes and strawberry syrup)

What the hell was wrong with everyone? And since was Renji into him? Last Ichigo had heard, the redhead had it pretty bad for Rukia's personal hairdresser, Nemu.

"For heaven sakes Abarai, could you kindly not slobber all over the berry and scar him for life?" The blond lectured as he pulled the other two males apart.

"Now then Ichigo-kun before we go any further I need to ask a question. Are you familiar with the term anal sex?"

"Anal s—what the fuck—look Renji, Kira-san, this is not funny! In fact I could have both of you arrested and charged with assault but—Ichigo pulled at the collar of his shirt (seems mother had starched it again) "I don't care if you two are gay lovers or whatever but leave me out of it!"

Ichigo used their dumbfounded expressions so he could make a quick exit.

Nearly crashing into Rukia as he did so—

"Ichigo what the-?

"No time to talk, just run!" This time she was the one who was unceremoniously dragged through the hallways.

"Ichigo what's wrong with you? Why are we running? Hey slow down for a minute and talk to me."

He ignored the girls' protests and questioning—he did not stop until they reached the opposite end of the building.

"Ichigo what the hell was that all about?"

"Nothing." Ichigo offered the girl a smile "Nothing at all, let's just," he grabbed her hands and twined them closely together with his own "Let's just skip the rest of the day and go shopping or something."

"Shopping?"

"Or to the movies, yes the movies, that sounds a lot better. Complete darkness, just you me and the projectionist—we could probably get a discount or even get in for free."

"Free?"

"I didn't mention it before? I have a friend, Keigo, he can be a really annoying idiot at times but he's a good guy and I've known him pretty much forever."

"Um alright what kind of movie would you like to see?"

"Uh something with blood and guts and hey how about zombies?"

Rukia looked at her boyfriend. She'd never seen him act so incredibly excited about anything—let alone some flesh eating zombies. Perhaps Kira had convinced him to join, made him see just how much fun they could all have together?

"Yeah zombies or witches might be cool too."

"I'm afraid that will be impossible, Kurosaki."

Not now. Haven't I gone through enough for one day?

Ichigo scowled at the new comer while Rukia smiled warmly as she greeted the other person.

"Afternoon, Ishida."

"Don't you have something better to do like pass out your little detention slips to delinquents instead of stalking us?"

Rukia slapped the rude orange haired boy on the shoulder "Ichigo, don't be so mean!" she scolded.

"Hn. Interesting you should bring up slips, may I see your hall passes, Kuchiki-san, Kurosaki?"

"Don't have one, it's a free period," Ichigo lied.

"Hmph," Ishida shuffled through his ridiculously large binder (heavily decorated in a strange mixture of floral patterns and Celtic crosses, almost as though he hadn't been able to decide on a theme and wound up using both in the end) for a few minutes "Ah ha here it is," he looked up and met the orange haired boys' brown gaze "According to this paper—it says that you should be in art class and Kuchiki-san should be in science. Nowhere on here does it list either one of you having a free period. Care to explain?"

"Look Ishida we don't have time for this, so if you're going to write me a detention slip do it so I can be on my way."

"You've just earned yourself a weeks detention for cheek."

Ichigo snorted, "Way to abuse your power."

Ishida smirked "If only you knew the real power I possess."

"Right," sometimes Ishida was beyond fucking weird "Come on Rukia, let's go!"

"What's that Chappy?—You think think Ichigo should apologize to Ishida?"

What the hell? Does Rukia really believe an inanimate object can hold a conversation with her?

Ichigo found himself starting to question his girlfriends' sanity. The thought made him frown.

'Maybe mother has a point.'

"What's that Chappy? You think Ichigo is too embarrassed to apologize to me and I should probably give him and Ishida some time alone to sort things out? Great idea!"

Silver blues met cinnamon brown "Ichigo, I'll see you later okay?"

"What? But what about the movies?"

"We can go to the movies on the weekend or something—right now you need to the right thing, be the bigger man and apologize. Ishida is a reasonable person he'll hear you out."

"Rukia I don't w—

"Shhh! Chappy and I believe in you Ichigo. We know you can do this." She placed a light kiss on his cheek and walked away.

"Whatever." Ichigo turned to Ishida "Are you done writing my damn detention slips?"

"Not quite," Ishida pushed his glasses up higher on to the bridge of his nose "If you'll follow me down to the supply room I can finish writing the slips and you will be free to go on your way."

"Fine, lead the way."

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"You know Kurosaki you really should learn to stop being so trusting—it will only lead into trouble."

"What the hell are you talking about Ishida? And why the hell is it so damn dark in here?"

"Light won't be necessary Kurosaki, just sit down," (with these words Ichigo felt himself being pushed down on to what felt like a desk "Relax," Was Ishida purring? WTF?

Yes he was purring. All part of his plan to distract Kurosaki, so he wouldn't be able to notice the various strips of cloth he now held in his hands (not that it was likely the said boy could even see anything since it was quote "so damn dark in here" Still Ishida wouldn't take any chances. He hadn't sat through an hour of his father's lectures for nothing.

Before Ichigo could fully register what was being done, his arms were bound together and his legs were spread wider than he'd usually like.

"Any enjoy."

He really hoped that wasn't the sound of his zipper being pulled down.

Really hoped Ishida wasn't about to—

"FUCK!"

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