Well, here I am, back with another installment, and sorry it takes me a while to update….I am a very very busy person over the summer. I baby sit most of the time, and at my sisters house, I have no access to my chapters. Gomen! I also go on vacation for weeks at a time, and then band will begin to interfere as well…so please everyone be patient. Ok, anyhow! On with…the story….Mo and Chi….STOP THREATENING MEEE! -cries- AND! My computer is acting like a bitch, so….yeah…-- I can hardly update regularly anymore because of it. -kicks piece of junk- And it doesn't help that I'm having writers block. Oo
And just thought I'd mention…INOUE DOES NOT HAVE A BLACKBELT, NOR IS SHE THE EQUIVILENT OF ONE! (That is not a shout, just emphasising. I'm not mad.) Tatsuki taught her the basics, kinda. Inoue has no will to fight, and she does NOT want to hurt anyone. So she wouldn't be good in that kind of thing. You must have misread, for I certainly for one, have not. I even got Miss K to vouch for me. And, not only that, of course Rukia is going to have contradicting feelings! She doesn't know what is happening to herself, and it's all new and frightening to her. I know that at times they may be a bit OOC, but I'm only doing the best I can, so hang with me, guys…I don't want to have Chi and Mo's plans come to pass…
Disclaimer: Just you wait….one day I'll own Bleach! And there's nothing' you girls can do about it! HAHAHAHA! Ok well….psycho side taking over…I don't own Bleach….yet….
Chapter 5 Steamy Emotions
The next morning was like any other to Ichigo. The birds chirped merrily outside the window's, the sun peeked over the horizon, and the comforting snore of Kon was routine. Ichigo rubbed away some sleep as he crawled out of his bed and groggily stalked over to the kitchen where he smelled some fresh coffee. He grabbed himself a mug and poured the black liquid into it, the aroma making him a little more aware. He walked past the phone, where a little familiar stuffed animal slept soundly, his loud snores shattering what would be silence.
"Mornin' Kon…" Ichigo sighed as he glanced briefly at the little guy. He walked all the way over to the coffee table, placed his mug on it then sat down before he realized that Kon wasn't supposed to be there.
"KON!" He yelled as he jumped up, the startled lion thing falling off of the counter. The orange haired boy looked at the thing shocked.
"Murphenglizen!" Kon replied as he stood up and rubbed his head. His little black eyes slowly met those of Ichigo's, an innocent smile on his face.
"What…in the hell are you doing here!" Ichigo said, his voice low and threatening.
"It was Nee-san's idea! She stuffed me in the bag!" The little lion said as it began to back up towards the door, preparing to make a dash for it if need be. Ichigo's scowl returned again as he picked him up and walked out the door, shutting it softly behind himself.
"Why did Rukia follow me, Kon?" He asked as he put the mod down on the ground as soon as he shut the door, feeling as though it was safer to ask out side of the room, so that Ishida couldn't hear him.
"You don't know?" Kon asked quizzically, making it seem as though it was obvious.
"No, I don't know. If I did, then I wouldn't be asking you, now would I?" He grunted, sitting down on the ground, his back against Rukia's door.
"Well…actually….she never specified that. She was acting kinda strange though when she arrived here," Kon said, trying to find an answer to Ichigo's question.
"Oh…."
"I'm sorry I am of no assistance to you," The bear/lion sighed as he watched Ichigo stand up, turning to Rukia's door.
"It's not your fault…." He replied softly as he opened it and walked in, hoping that Inoue was awake. What he found instead was Rukia trying to make her way around the kitchen, her hand clamped tightly over her shoulder. She winced a little, not noticing Ichigo enter once more, for she was too engrossed in trying to make the coffee pot work. The orange haired teen muffled a little chuckle as he hid around a corner, watching Rukia's pitiful, but none the less entertaining, attempts.
"Damn thing…why won't you work!" She exclaimed as she pushed a button, earning a grinding noise from the machine. "Don't make me kill you," She threatened the inanimate object. She flipped a switch this time and was rewarded with coffee spraying her. She flipped it again with a growl, preparing to leave the cursed machine. "You've won this time…." She muttered as she grabbed a towel and wiped herself off with it.
Ichigo slowly crept up behind her and placed his hand on her good shoulder, then whispered into her ear, "Quite a show there. I think that machine's love you…" Upon feeling the contact she jerked a little, then twirled around to face him, a scowl on her face.
"Shut up Ichigo. And just because I'm sick, doesn't mean that you have the right to sneak up behind me and startle me…." She grunted as she pushed past him, making her way into the bathroom. She bent down into the sink, splashing cool water on her face, in attempts to wake herself up. Ichigo followed her, his scowl taking over once more. He let out a sigh as he leaned against the wall, closing his eyes, swimming in his sea of thoughts once more.
"Sorry…I just wanted to see if you were doing alright…" He said, a little bit dreamily. He pushed his fingers through his unruly orange hair as he opened his eyes once more, just to find Rukia looking up at him, her expression saying in a sarcastic manner, "That's believable…" He looked back at her, shrugging.
"What?"
"Don't what me…."
"What'd I do?"
"I don't know, but I'll find something….."
"Yeah well…if you're going to be that way, then maybe I should just go and tell all of our friends about your run in with Mr. Coffee-Maker," Ichigo said slyly. Rukia's ears turned a little red as she averted her gaze down towards the ground. She wrinkled her nose as she held her breath. Ichigo looked down at her, a bemused look upon his face.
"N-not…" She began, but looked up into his eyes and just stopped, her face beginning to grow red. 'What the hell is wrong with me?' She thought to herself as she attempted to move away from him, but couldn't.
Something inside of Ichigo's chest began to grow warm as he also looked at her, his head and heart contradicting each other once again. He slowly took a step forward, swallowing hard when he put his hand on her good shoulder. Ever so slowly, he began to bend down, the battle inside of him continuing to rage on. He could feel her warm breath on his lips, their noses practically touching. She slowly closed her eyes, waiting…and unbeknownst to her, she would be waiting for a long time, for at that particular moment, Kon decided to run in, laughing madly.
"Nee-san! LOOKY LOOKY!" He yelled, but then stopped as he looked at the two's position. Ichigo felt his face grow red as he suddenly jumped back, putting distance between him and her.
"A-a-a-a-a-a-anyways Rukia! I was going to invite you guys to go to the mall with us later on! Drop by after you've discussed the matter," Ichigo stuttered, a bit nervous. He looked around and tried to walk out the door casually, though he knew that he looked like a spaz. He walked out of her room hurriedly and made sure to lock Kon in with her, so that he wouldn't have to hear his jeers.
Rukia watched him leave, her cheeks crimson. "That did not just…" She began to whisper to herself when all of a sudden her eyes fell upon the furry little…..man…thing. She blinked a few times, then chuckled nervously.
"Ooooooooooooh! I see….." Kon tantalized (What the freak? Where the hell did that word come from? Oo) knowingly. Rukia looked at him, her eyes hard and some what scary.
"You will NOT tell anyone about this. Besides…there wasn't really anything to tell….I mean….he was only…uh…inspecting a fleck of dirt that had some how managed to make it's way onto my face," She lied as she slowly stepped towards the mod, a some what sinister look in her eyes. Kon looked up at her, a little fearful.
"It didn't look like that to me at all, Nee-san…" He stated truthfully as he began to back away, knowing it best NOT to taunt her at the moment. He grinned innocently, a chill racing down his spine. Rukia continued to advance towards him slowly.
"Oh really?" She asked, the blush on her face deepening a little bit more. Kon nodded his head, but then yipped when Rukia hit him on the top of his head.
"I didn't see anything!" He whimpered as he shrunk back, his hands on top of his head. He cowered away from her, but then looked up when he heard someone's foot steps.
"Rukia-san…..what are you doing?" A certain red-headed teen asked as she looked from the cowering Kon to the some what sinister Rukia. The dark haired girl smiled, then smoothed down her hair, trying to cool down her face a little.
"Nothing…." She replied as she bent down and picked Kon up, then handed him to Inoue. "I had a stow away…" She chuckled, but then stopped when Kon looked back at her sharply.
"You were the one who stuffed me in that hot bag, Nee-san!" Kon whined as he clung to Inoue, slightly frightened of Rukia at the present moment. Blinking, Inoue looked down at him, her innocent features mixed with confusion.
"Inoue, Ichigo came over and asked if we all would like to go to the mall with him and the guys later on today. I wouldn't mind going…." Rukia said, changing the subject while she turned on the sink faucet and washed her hands under the cool water.
"Oh! That would be a grand idea!" A voice purred from the door way. Looking up, slightly startled, Rukia found Ayako, Chei, Tatsuki, and Chizuru all standing there, smiles upon their faces. Twitching a little, Inoue turned around to look at the bunch, a startled expression on her face.
"Then….you would like to go?" She said after she had regained her voice.
"Yes…what do you know? Maybe we'll find some….familiar faces while we're there, right Rukia-san?" Ayako slyly replied, flicking some of her hair back behind her shoulder. With a hard glare, Rukia turned off the water, the dried her hands on the nearby hand towel.
"What ever are you implying, Ayako-san?" She asked back, putting mock emphasis on the word 'san.' Shooting another angry glare at Ayako, she pushed past the girl, making her way towards Ichigo's room.
"Oooohh. Nee-san going to go and get her kiss from Ichigo?" Came the taunting voice of Kon, who was now on the ground cowering behind Inoue's legs, realizing his mistake. Rukia stopped dead in her tracks, feeling all eyes on her. With a growl, she turned around and stomped back to him, picked him up and stretched his face out, an annoyed expression on her face.
"What did we just talk about Kon?" She asked threateningly quiet, a hand closing in around his throat. With a small whimper of apology, Kon kicked out at her, hitting her elbow, making her drop him in succession. She winced a little grabbing her elbow.
"Nee-san! It was only a joke!" Kon whimpered behind Inoue once more. All of the other girls stood shocked, not knowing what had come over their Death God friend. Grumpily, she pushed past an amused looking Ayako once more and walked out her hotel room door and into Ichigo's, slamming his door when she entered.
Ishida jumped five feet in the air as the sudden slam was heard. He looked over to Rukia and blinked behind his glasses. Chad, also slightly startled by the slam, looked out from behind the kitchen counter, his gaze also set upon their female companion.
"Where is Ichigo…?" Rukia demanded, her voice cold and rigid as she galumphed into the room, looking around for the boy. Ishida looked over to Chad and gulped, knowing that silence would mean death. "I will not say it again!" She exclaimed when all that met her ears was silence.
"In the bathroom, Rukia….but I don't---" Ishida began but was cut off by a rough "Thank you" from the girl, then he watched her barge into the bathroom, the steam from the shower seeping out of the open door. Ichigo stood outside of the shower stall, as naked as he was the day he was born into the world. A look of bewilderment and shock crossed his face as his eyes met those of Rukia, who in return looked at him, her face turning red. Closing her eyes, she tried to move backwards so she could give the boy, in all of his naked valor, some privacy so he could make himself decent, but found that she couldn't move her feet from the ground. Slowly, her eyes opened, her gaze slowly dropping, inch by inch by inch. Ichigo just stood there, equally as shocked, then realized what his current situation was. Letting out a cry, he grabbed a nearby towel and wrapped it around his waist before Rukia could see anything.
"Uh…Wewouldliketogoandthankyouforasking!" She said in one huge breath, then backed out of the door, slamming it behind herself. Rukia coughed a little as she began to walk away from the door, a feeling in the pit of her stomach surfacing. What was this feeling? Forcing her face to cool down, she turned to Ishida and smiled a little, though not a happy to see you smile, more of the, "I'm going to kill you in a dark alley," smile.
"I tried to warn you…" He said with a shrug as he watched her expression darken a little. Fearing the worst, he put his hands up defensively. When he did not feel anything touch/hurt/brush against him, he brought his hands down just to see a plastic stepping stool coming for his head. With not enough time to move out of the way, the object pegged him in the skull, making him fall backwards.
"Shut up, Ishida," Rukia grumbled as she stalked out of the room and back to her own to get dressed and ready.
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Ishida looked around the room after he heard the room door slam. That went rather well in his opinion. He thought for sure that Rukia was going to murder him. Instead he got by with a big lump on his head. That was great!
"You shouldn't have done that, Ishida…" Came Chad's booming voice from the kitchen, the clank of numerous pots and pans being heard through out the hotel room.
"I didn't do anything, Chad. Just simply warned her," He replied lazily as he laid back on the couch, staring at the white ceiling, his eyes slowly closing. A crash was heard from the bathroom as he just began to doze off, startling him fully awake.
"DAMMIT! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" Yelled an oh so familiar ginger haired young man as he came out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. Sitting up, Ishida looked at him, an amused look on his face.
"Be calm, Ichigo. At least the girls are coming with us," He said, trying to make his friends mood a little more bearable. Stomping his way over to his things, Ichigo threw his clothes out of his bag and began to pick out proper attire for their little outing that they all were going on.
"Murph…" He snorted as he picked up a black tank top that had a crossbones on the back. He slipped on the shirt, then began to look for some suitable pants. Digging through his bag some more, he found some baggy kaki colored shorts. He let the towel drop, grabbing a green pair of silk like boxers that said, "Kiss me I'm Irish!" on the legs. He slipped those on as well, then slowly put his shorts on, looking around for his belt.
"Don't be so bitter, Ichigo," Ishida sighed as he also stood up walking over to his bag of things. Ishida looked for some clothes as well, but stopped as Ichigo pulled on his black belt, a small blush on his face. "Are…you blushing!" The black haired youth asked incredulously.
"NO!" Ichigo replied roughly as he sat down on the bed, his back to his friend. Slowly, he pulled on his green socks and laced up his low top blue Chuck Taylor's.
"You sure?"
"Yes."
"Positive?"
"Yeees."
"Absolutely, positively, one hundred---" Ishida was cut off by a yell from Ichigo.
"YES! I AM SURE!" With that said, he stood up and walked out the door, wanting to just get away from everyone at the moment. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he walked across the way to Rukia's room, standing outside of the door, unsure if he should go in or not. "What am I doing here?" He sighed to himself as he began to walk away, but stopped, thinking to himself.
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As Rukia stomped back into her room, Inoue and all of the other girls looked at her in curiosity. Was she blushing!
"So…did you get that kiss, Nee-san?" Kon asked slyly as he inched away from her, knowing that if he should die now, he would die happy.
"Get ready….We're leaving in 5 minutes," She stated dully, completely ignoring Kon's jeers. Everyone looked at her blinking as she walked over to her own bag and began to change, certainly not in the mood to talk at the moment. Slowly, but surely, everyone filed out of the room to go get ready for the day.
"Rukia…are you alright?" Inoue asked her as she made her way back to her own bed and also began to change, a small concerned look upon her face.
'Did…that really just happen! What is wrong with me? Why was I so compelled to look…uhg!' She thought to herself, a small smirk crossing her features without her even realizing it. Picking up a dark purple tank top, she examined the piece of clothing, debating on whether to wear it or not. Nodding her head, she slipped it on, a murderous looking kitty with a knife on the back of the tank with the words above it saying, "Here kitty kitty kitty kitty!" She then pulled on some denim Capri's, rolling up the ends so that they almost looked like longer shorts.
"Ruuuukiaaaaa!" Inoue stated as she waved a hand in front of the death gods face, making the dark haired teen start.
"W-what!" She cried out in surprise as she turned around to look at Inoue, who was sporting a white short sleeved shirt with the Comet Logo on the front and a bag of marsh mellows on the back. Wearing a white mini skirt and flip flops ( thongs….ha ) to contrast the shirt.
"You ready to go, for the last time?" She inquired, smiling some. Rukia nodded her head, then quickly pulled on some socks and slipped a pair of low tops on as well. Grabbing her wallet, she made her way to the door, making sure that she had the small little brass key so that they would be able to get back in.
"You seem out of it, Rukia," Inoue observed as they walked out of the door to meet their friends down in the lobby.
"No…just tired," She lied, shrugging her shoulders. Placing her small wallet in the pocket of her pants she began to walk down the stairs, convinced that they were a lot safer than those evil metal contraptions that moved up and down. By the time they reached the lobby, Inoue was slumped over, leaning on Rukia for support.
"I never want to see stairs again…" She said through pants. Chuckling a little, Rukia half drug half carried Inoue over to the group, noticing that they were the last to be there.
"Where have you been!" Chizuru chided while she filed her nails with a nail file. Shrugging her shoulders she forced a smile, avoiding all eye contact with Ichigo.
"Let's go…who's going with who?" Inoue piped up, a huge smile on her face.
"Well, all girls in my car, except one because last time it was kinda cramped. So…Rukia, we have volunteered you to go with the guys," Chizuru began, with a huge grin. "We'll meet in the food court, so don't wonder off to far!"
As the bespectacled girl said this, Rukia's eyes got huge, knowing that something like this would happen. She stared after the girls as they began to walk away, Ayako turning around and giving her a cold sneer. Oh…she hated that girl. She really did.
"Come!" She heard someone say, then felt something drop on her shoulders just to find out that Ichigo had put his hands there and was beginning to push her towards the jeep.
"What are you doing?" She asked him, her tone even and seeming to poke at curiosity. He looked down at her, an eyebrow raised.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm pushing you to the jeep, on account that you spaced out for a few minutes and didn't even move. Come on," He explained to her as he continued to steer her through the crowds of people. Looking up at him still, she saw the slight hue of pink developing on his cheeks, though decided that he must have just gotten himself sunburned out on the beach. Pfft. Ichigo wasn't, nay couldn't, be embarrassed. He was Ichigo!
Turning to get into the jeep, she shrugged that thought away, not really wishing to have those thoughts at the moment. The ride to the mall was quick and painless, but oh…she didn't know what waited beyond those doors. She had no idea that someone quite familiar to her lurked the mall, his mind on one thing and one thing only.
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Alright, that chapter was a little struggled, so it sucked. I don't like it. But ah well, I have to have it to advance my story. Well, my advice is…do not go to Chi-chan's birth day parties. You'll be tricked into eating moldy things. OO Well, Till Next Time, drive safely and Ja ne!
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