I DON'T OWN BLEACH

Pairing; Uyruu/FemIchigo by request.

Stormy Weather

Part one; The Pass

"That movie was great!" Ichigo plops into a high back dinner chair oblivious to the wince on Chad, and Orihime's face. "Did you see that guys head get chopped off? I could see his neck bones." The much needed break from shinigami duties after graduating high school is a welcomed breather from the normalcy of Karakura Town.

"That movie was horrible. No one wants to watch a zombie save the world. They are the BAD guys." Ishida sits down across from her letting his irritation fester. Why Chad and Inoue-san spoil her, he will never understand. It's irresponsible as a friend to encourage pointless indulgence. "Kurosaki, you are the only one who wanted to see it, and the only one who enjoyed it!"

"That isn't true. They had fun." Ichigo says turning to Orihime. "Right guys?"

"S-Sure, Kurosaki-chan" Inoue stutters throwing Chad a quick glance. To His credit Chad unlike any other male in the world is gifted in the ability to hide any emotion whatsoever, be it negative or positive. He simply grunts and nods. People are left to decifer what that means on their own. "Do your best Sado-kun~!"

"Ha!" Ichigo grabs a bread stick in from Ishida's hand with a cocky smirk. Yanking it away she knocks the cell phone from his opposite hand away sending it plopping into a glass of ice water. "Oh... shi-"

"Look what you did." he scowls rising from his seat and sticking his hand in the glass to fish out his prized cell phone. "It's brand new!"

"Maybe it's ok?" She scrambles to prove her point by snatching the small black and sliver device from his hand. Ichigo begins pushing the smooth touch screen only to hear the phone warble out an alien-like series of beeps then fall silent. "What was that?"

"A death cry..." Orihime whispers with big eyes, her palms touch together in front of her face in prayer. "Please pass on peacefully."

"No praying! It's not over." Ichigo quickly picks up a dinner napkin and begins to wipe the phone dry. "Inoue! Did you bring a hairdryer by chance?"

"Give it up. It's broken." Ishida growls snatching the dripping device from her hand.

"Damn I'm sorry, Ishida." Pulling out her own phone she tosses it to him with a big thumbs up. "You can have mine."

"It's huge!" Uryuu's face contorts into a shock. "This... is a D-Mobile?"

"Ooooh do they still make those?" Orihime asks pushing up next to Ishida for a closer look. "It still has an antenna!" She begins pulling up the tiny plastic wire and pushing it back down again. "So cute!"

"Yeah, it's a phone. It's calls places, you talk and hang up."

"My phone is a A-Phone." Ishida sets the large clunky red phone on the table. "Yours is a D. Get it?"

"Yeah... yours is named after a fruit that caused the world to SIN!" she leans over the table getting in his face."Just use mine until I get you a new one."

"My toaster can do more than your glorified paperweight." He makes a clicking sound with his tongue."You are going to replace my A-Phone?"

"I just said I would."

"How are you going to come up with Fifty-seven thousand yen?"

"Fifty-seven thousand?" She tilts her head closer to his. "Why do you have a phone that costs so much! Does it have diamonds for buttons? My god, Ishida."

"I like Apps!" he yells back snatching her phone off the table top. Pushing a few button he frowns. "This phone isn't worth fifty-seven yen..."

"It has character!" Ichigo points at the worn yellow smiley face phone strap. "Look! It's happy to see you!" Sticking her tongue out she wonders if anything can make him smile. He is always so busy being unhappy, it makes her want to see him experiencing happiness. "Ishida, how about I-"

"Oh, never mind." Ishida turns away from her struggling to block out the warm smile on her face and remain annoyed. "You are an impossible woman." Yeah, that's Kurosaki for you. Her smiling face just makes all the aggravation seem pointless.

Inoue and Chad clear the dishes away and Ishida just walks up stairs to go to his bedroom. In the morning they will leave his father's vacation house and take the ferry back to the mainland. Their ordinary lives will continue and Ishida will be the Quincy who made friends with a Shinigami.

"Ishida-kun..." Orihime calmly stands at the bottom of the polished wooden staircase with a nervous smile pointed up at Ishida.

"Inoue-san, It is not your job to always smooth things out between Kurosaki and I." he replies lifting a hand up to push back his glasses with a fingertip. "You worry too much."

"Alright." she whispers in a quiet voice turning back towards the kitchen. This happens often. Ichigo and Uryuu finding something to disagree on, but the bickering always stops when Orihime gets between them. "What would happen if I didn't get in the middle? Would they fight it out or would something much worse break their friendship?" Exhaling a sigh she finishes cleaning the table and vanishes into the bathroom for a much needed soak in the tub.

"Oh, hey Inoue. I didn't know you were in here." Ichigo says opening the door to the bathroom to find Orihime pulling her hairpins out. "I'll come back later."

"Ohh, I can wait if you want to bathe first." Inoue offers Ichigo the bath with a smile. "I don't mind."

"Nah, you go ahead. Did you notice the huge pool just behind the gazebo outback?" Ichigo says moving back to the door. "I am thinking about going for a swim in it."

"Yeah, I did." Orihime's eyes widen, "When I look at it.. it's like the stars are staring at me from above and below."

"Right, stars." she replies not even trying to figure out what Orihime means. "We are on an island." Swirling the hairbrush around in the air, Ichigo continues to "Surrounded by water..." Setting the brush down on the counter she lifts her arms up with a grin. "Why do they even need a pool?"

"I don't know?"

"Anyways, wanna come?" she asks giving Orihime a smile. "I think it's heated."

"No, I just washed my hair. But thanks."

"Ah, right. See you Inoue." Walking back to the door she stops feeling a hand on her shoulder. "Hmm?"

"Kurosaki-kun, do you think..." Inoue fidgets nervously trying to find the right words. "You could maybe give Ishida-kun a pass next time?"

Ichigo's mouth drops open in shock. "Inoue... why... why do you want me to make a pass at Ishida?"

"Not that!" she waves her hands up in the air making a charade of something tall and wide. "I mean. Don't fight with him the next time you two get into a disagreement. You know a 'pass'?"

"Oh... hahaha! You really scared the shit outta me for a minute." The girls laugh together both nervously trying not to look each other in the eyes. "I mean.. I DON'T like Ishida that way AT ALL!" Ichigo adds yanking her hair up into a high pony tail. "Heh, we are always fighting."

"Haha~! I know!" Orihime chuckles continuing to dry her hair with a towel. "But you know, Sado-kun just says it's foreplay. So I got scared and was like-wow! Maybe they should try NOT fighting, you know? And see what happens..."

"F-Foreplay?" The rubber-band in Ichigo's hand snaps from her hand and flicks off the mirror hitting her in the ass. "C-Chad said... Ishida and my fighting is foreplay?"

"Unhuh."

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!" She opens the bathroom door and stomps downstairs to the pool. It's not possible. Foreplay means you like them, and she doesn't like Ishida he is a walking pair of glasses and not her type, and he is annoying, and NOT her type. Well to be fair since last year he has kinda looked attractive. His hair is parted on the side and the girls all call him bishounen behind his back. Clenching her fists together she scoots out of her sandals and begins to grumble. "Tch, foreplay..." sucking in a deep breath she screams at the calm water. "I DON'T WANT TO HAVE FOREPLAY WITH ISHIDA!"

"Kurosaki..."

"Wh-What!" she screeches jumping out of her skin.

On the other side of the pool sits Uryuu Ishida reading a book with a small flashlight. "You don't have to yell that. It's obvious." He turns a page calmly, cooly ignoring her stupidity.

"Ah fuck he heard me." she panics darting her eyes up at the night sky. "Oh, what a nice night... it's so nice to be out here alone.""

"It's too late to pretend I'm not here!" he snaps his book shut and walks around the pool to the side she is standing on. "Now, what nonsense are you going on about this time?"

"Nothing... nothing at all." Ichigo pulls off her shirt tossing it carelessly behind her to the lounge chair. "I'm going to give you a...pass"

"A pass for what?" He pushes his glasses up his face.

"Inoue suggested I choose not to fight with you the next time you piss me off." Shrugging her shoulders she is desperate to prove her point. "Therefore I... am letting you pass." Ichigo takes a step back and lift a hand so he can walk past her. It's a literal pass. Yup.

"Did you swallow too much sea water?"

"No you ass! I'm not-" she covers her mouth with her hand trying to keep her word to Orihime and not fight. But it's so damn hard. When she looks at Ishida the words just pop out on their own. It's not her fault! "Just take the pass." she mumbles gritting her teeth.

Tilting his head away from her Uryuu walks past her growing more and more irritated with each step. Until the thought of letting her 'win' pushes him over the edge of reason. Whirling around he points a finger at her and starts to speak but she is pulling down her sport pants exposing her long legs and a very... cute white and red polka dot bikini. Tan... very tan skin, next to this type of white material... is torturous to him.

"What?" she asks noticing the color appearing on his cheeks.

"You weren't wearing that earlier." If it's one thing he notices, is clothes. Ishida has very specific taste in fabrics and the designs. He is positive, he's never seen her wear anything like this polka dot bikini.

"Nah, my one piece is wet still so I wore my back-up suit."

"It has a little skirt." he says walking up to her. "And the top part has a little ruffle to accent your..." Swallowing the word breasts doesn't make his eyes shift away from them. There they are. Bold and perfectly shapely, her C-cups seem to stand out more now than ever.

"My what?" Ichigo narrows her eyes at him... then suddenly figures out where his eyes are staring at and what he means. "You perv-"

"A pass!" he blurts out, his cheeks filling with a rosy blush up to his ears. "I'm taking the pass!" Whirling around he tries to dart back into the safety of the house But Ichigo is right on his heels.

"No way! You are drooling over my boobs!" she swishes past him and plasters herself in front of the doorway. "W-what the hell am I doing?" Their hands meet on the doorknob, both instantly meet each others confused gaze.

"Kurosaki, what are you doing?" Ishida stands deathly still, his eyes unable to look away from her wide eyed expression.

"I'm.. not... sure." she whispers fighting the butterflies in her stomach. It's never occurred to her before, but... being looked at in this way by Ishida might actually be... fine.

Taller than her, his shoulders are less-broad and his body thinly slender compared to other men like Chad or Renji could make him seem less masculine. However, Ishida makes up for that with his mannerisms. That way he is standing there with his weight on one foot, like he could run circles around her with ease, or the tilt of his head to keep one suspicious eye on her, gives him an attractiveness that others might miss. Now that she really takes a long look at him, in the dim moonlit night, he really is,"You're handsome, Ishida." she adds slowly moving her fingers from the cold steel of the doorknob to the warmth of his hand. Leaning up on her bare tip toes she smiles at him warmly then presses a feathery light kiss to his cheek.

Blinking in shock he doesn't dare move as her fingers glide up his arm and touch his cheek. At first his eyes narrow, expecting some joke or snicker to escape her lips. However, just as he is about to yank her hand away the pads of his fingertips touch the back of her hand. The strangest things happens- he instantly feels something surge through him from the moment he touches her. "I don't even believe in this kind of thing. So why... am I suddenly curious about touching her?" he ponders letting his expression soften and his free hand reach out towards her. "Kurosaki, I-"

Ugh... his reaction is too mild. He is going to complain and make her feel wretched for that little kiss. "Shut up!" she yells then grabs him by the shirt. Tch, if she is going to do this, she might as well go all the way. "Just shut up, Ishida!"

"Have you lost your min-" His words are cut off by her mouth seizing his. Taken completely off guard he staggers backwards the lips on his softly pull him down. Her mouth is moist and forceful in a way that steals his breath away. The pounding of his heart brought on by her incredible lips stirs up more than he is prepared for. Ishida can smell her hair, and some light scent of summer that suits Ichigo so well he slides his mouth down to her neck to breathe in the light vanilla and coconut fragrance. "Your perfume... It's so much like you." he whispers succumbing to the sizzling under his skin and pressing his closed lips to her neck.

"It is?" Ichigo replies tilting her eyes as she arches her head to allow him plenty of room to explore her neck.

"So bold and warm. That's everything anyone ever needs to know about you."

Her eyes slant towards the ground and find the still waters of the pool reflecting the midnight skyline just as Orihime had described. "Stars... really are above and below us, Ishida."

"Kurosaki, I think we should-"

"The harbor-master just called! We have a Typhoon heading for the isla-" Orihime blinks looking from Ichigo to Ishida. "We have to evacuate!"

Hey all! I thought I'd try canon Ishida/FemIchi since The Rain Queen wasn't too popular =D I hope you all like this one better! I had a lot of fun with them so please review and part 2 will come your way~! HUGS Fuzzi