Me: I'll make this short. The re-uploading things getting old. And my brain's getting sleepy :3

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21. Secret Under The Bed

RAI POV

I knocked on Ichigo's door again with my free hand. My other hand was full of sheet music L and I had prepared earlier. There were a few dozens sheets that we came up with, both vocal and cello. We didn't leave the house due to the rain and had nothing better to do. Well, L had something about my FBI case, but apparrently it's of no relevance to my situation. I didn't know what he meant by that, as he was facing away and speaking in the usual monotone.

"Ichigo? Let me in!" I called, knonking yet again. I pressed my ear against the door. Whispers. Low, soft whispers. But there was Ichigo-low and boyish-low. It couldn't understand that though. Everyone was downstairs.

"Coming!" she called back. More muffled whispers and shuffling. It was slightly louding than she probably realized. I brought my ear away from the door.

At that same moment, the door swinged in and revealed Ichigo, her hair practically on sideways and her breathing slightly heavier than normal.

"Oh Rai. What did you want?" she asked, a bit flustered. I gave her my ...okay... stare.

"Hi . . um . . I just wanted to give you this music L and I arranged today. Thought you could use something a bit newer" I explained, holding out the papers. She nodded and carefully peeled them from my fingertips. She flicked through them, nodded softly while doing so and began turning into her room.

"Come in if you want" she said, with some warmth. I could have swore I heard a muffled gasp then, but shrugged it off. Her breathing was still tense as I walked in. I scanned the room as she found a place for the papers.

The computer screen was lit with a tinted-blue light that gave the room an almost eerie feel. It was messy, with clothes hanging at every angle on most of the surfaces and art equipment scattered across the floor, but her bed was perfectly made.

"Ichigo?" I asked, leaning against the door as I closed it. Her head span around almost nervously.

"Hmm?" she replied, sitting on her white, graffitied spinny chair. Her eyes were wider than usual, which disturbed me ever so slighty.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?" she anwsered, just a little bit too quick for my liking. She swivelled around on her chair to face me.

"Just wondering . . ." I trailed, giving the room a once over. I could hear an almost heavy breathing, and knowing that it was neither of us, I was starting to get slightly suspicious . . . . okay, ALOT suspicious. I scanned the room again for any tell-tale signs of a hider. I couldn't really see much due to the severely reduced light of the computer.

But I found it. The covers on her bed were creased in one direction. I walked over and sat down on the bed, Ichigo following my every movement. I was now certain that she was hiding something. I leaned on my elbows and smiled.

"So, have you been practicing with other? We were hoping for everyone to perform together after all of your exams" I stated, staring her intensely. The times I wish I had glasses . . Oh well . . .

She looked at me, confusion and annoyance both written across her face. And probably the rest of her too.

"I don't know what exams you're talking about, but I have practice with people" she answered, crossing her arms and leaning back in her chair with a attitude only Ichigo could pull off.

"Who?" I asked, a geniuene question as I wasn't expecting her to have done so.

She shrugged, pulling a face, like she didn't want to say.

"Robert and Linda" she answered "Since they play viola and violin, I thought it would be a decent idea". I smiled, despite all thoughts racing.

I won't bother grassing on her. She deserves a break from torture. Especially from me.

I stood up and walked over till I was beside her.

"Good on you, Ichi-chan, I didn't think you liked people here, but here you are, working with them" I congratulated, patting her on the shoulder "Keep it up, and I might put a good word in about your Spanish exam". She looked at me with a mocking look.

"You're bluffing" she retorted, sliding down further into the chair.

"¿Por qué habría de hacerlo?" I asked, walking towards the door. I looked back to see Ichi smiling.

"Tiemo, Rai" she called, blowing me a small kiss, before returning to her computer.

"And you, Chica" I replied, thuce grabbing the door handle and going to make my exit. But I turn.

"And you can come out now, Whoever-you-are" I called back into the room.

I could hear Ichigo practically exploding as I close the door.

I wonder who that was . . . .

Translation Bar:

¿Por qué habría de hacerlo? - Why would I do that?

Tiemo - I love you (excuse my bad spelling, if it's wrong, but it took me at least four tries to get to this conclusion)

Chica - Girl (Or in this case, Girly)

Me: Reviews are adored, as always, I'm getting really tired now (and it's only 9:50pm!) Bye!

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