-1Disclaimer: Sorry took so long everyone. Busy working and such! Well, bleach is not mine as you know. But this story is!
Mixed Feelings and Winning Back Love
mizz rukia
ICHIGO'S POV
How could I have been so stupid! All along Akina wanted me, and I didn't even notice? If I had realized... I could have stopped ALL of this! Now I have absolutely NO chance of getting together with her.
Ichigo was in the hotel room on the window ledge, looking outside at the sunset. He knew exactly what he was going to do. As soon as it was late enough, he was going to track Rukia down and force her to believe him. He looked around the room where everyone was sleeping. None of them had changed out of last nights clothes either. Ichigo assumed that they were way too hung over and probably wouldn't have woken up all night.
Ichigo picked up the phone and dialed "2" for room service. They weren't allowed to order it, but right now, he was hungry and didn't give a shit if he was going to get into trouble for it.
"Room service! How may I help you this morning?" a perky voice said over the phone. He had no idea how anyone could be that happy in the morning, unless they got a big fat pay for it.
"Hi, um... can I have eggs and bacon sent up to room 494? Orange juice with that please."
"Okay! No problem! It will be up in half an hour!"
Ichigo hung up the phone without even saying goodbye. Looking at the clock, he noticed that it was 6 o'clock. He had not slept since he was thinking about the incident all night.
Akina... if she wasn't a girl I'd skin her alive! If only she was a hollow... she'd have no chance!
RUKIA'S POV
Rukia hadn't slept last night. Her face was streamed with silent tears that rolled down her face. All the other girls were sleeping and they were too tired when they came in to even notice Rukia sitting there at the window ledge all by herself. She looked at the sky where the sun was slowly rising, illuminating the sky to make a perfect scene. Except the scene that she kept going through over and over in her head sucked.
She kept picturing over in her head Akina and Ichigo kissing. She had just arrived in time to see it happen and ran out so fast she didn't even care what she said to Ichigo. Even though in her mind he deserved it.
But what if he was telling me the truth? What if Akina started it? She's certainly the type of girl to try. And since when have I seen Ichigo actually like a hot girl? Well make it... when have I ever seen Ichigo with a girl at all?
No Rukia! You can't go weak! You saw what happened. They were kissing. And Ichigo didn't push her off. She's not superhuman or anything!
Rukia cried harder at the thought. How could she be like this? She was a shinigami! She couldn't believe she was being so weak.
ICHIGO'S POV
Ichigo looked at a binder that was hidden in a cubby under the phone. He picked it up curiously, wondering if he was actually going to read it or throw it out of anger. Ichigo sat on the foot of Ishida's bed and skimmed through it when he saw something. He picked up the phone and dialed 3.
"Hi. I was wondering if I could purchase some..."
RUKIA'S POV
7 o'clock was arriving now. The sun was fully risen and Rukia decided she might as well start packing since they were going back at the lodge that day. She really regretted partnering up with Ichigo, because now she was going to have to endure a bus ride back with him. Rukia hoped she didn't cry out in pain as they were driving a long ride.
Rukia spun around when she heard a knock at the door.
Rukia's eyebrows went closer together. Who can it be at this time?
Rukia went and opened the door, praying that it wasn't Ichigo or Akina. She couldn't deal with it. But it wasn't them. It was a rather plump lady with really rosy cheeks and hair tied up in a knot at the back of her head.
"Hi miss! Someone has ordered these flowers for someone in this room, so here they are!" She showed her a beautiful bouquet of flowers which has pinks and whites and lilac colours. It was so beautiful Rukia couldn't help but be jealous for whoever got them.
"Okay," Rukia said taking them from the lady, "who are they for?"
The lady took the card from the bouquet. "To a Miss Kuchiki Rukia, from a man named Kurosaki Ichigo. Good day miss!" The lady turned around, not seeing the shocked look on Rukia's face.
Shuuryou…
So sorry it took so long and sorry this chapter is short. I'm going to try to keep updating faster! Also, sorry for not putting Akina in this chapter. I wanted to put more emphasis on Ichigo and Rukia's pain without her. R&R please!