Hiya guys, here's the next chapter
Drat school will be starting next week so...lol,damn i'm already a Somphmore so it might take me a while to update but don't worry i love this story and i won't forget about it, plus all you guys out there thanks again.
here ya go
"Well here's my house" Ichigo chirruped brightly, pointing to her familiar cream-colored home.
She glanced backward at Ryou who was trailing behind her, unsure whether to follow her inside or wait on the street.
Pouncing on his hesistation she grabbed his hand " come on, Ryou"
As they walked up to the large doorway filled with paned glass, ichigo shuffling in her purse for her key, understanding dawned on her face
"oh that's right! you've never been inside my house before!" she exclaimed suprised.
She hadn't really realized that, she thought inserting the key in the lock, it was natural that all her "friends" had visted her house on more then one occasion..
"you look suprised, he commented briefly.
"and you look nervous" she shot back cheerfully " don't worry my house isn't any scarier then me---"
"then it most be a pretty scary house---" he muttered.
"ha-ha, she said, sacrasm etched on every inch of her face, very funny. Are you just bringing me to the show just to tease me?"
"perhaps" he said leaning against the door frame " have you got that door open or what?" He frowned looking at his watch " I really don't want to be late...i've never been late in my life"
"heh ever heard of being fashionably late?" she said with a small wink " anyway the door's open i just wanted to warn you before hand..." Ichigo's face grew dark
"about my parents..." She trailed off unkknowlily
"what about them?"
"well...i'ts..it's better if they don't see you, they get-kinda--eccentric" she said with a small chuckle and put a finger to her lips,beckoning forward.
"comeon"
Ryou raised his eyebrows but nonetheless complied.
They creeped into the homey house, stepping on the blue rugs and carptet and inched up the stairs. Pictures framed the hallway and Ryou glanced briefly at each one of them.
Most of them contained pictures on Ichigo as she grew up, from being a little two year old till her current age, along with brief pictures of her parents...
A wistful feeling entered his stomach, it must be nice still having parents...
Ryou suddenly froze, shocked.
He had never, never thought about them in ages, why now? usually he tried to forget, it hurt to much...
Ryou shook his head, this was the least time to talk to himself about parents when entering Ichigo's house or " unknown territory"
"I don't see why we have to creep in your house when it's your HOUSE!" He hissed into her ear.
Her face turned scarlet as his lips tickled her ear but she stammered out a reply anyyway " it's-it's just easier this way"
Ichigo turned the knob of her door speaking behind her " well this is my room!"
His eyes filled with curiosity, Ryou followed her inside.
A room slightly larger then his own and definately more decorated and crammed then his own greeted him.
A huge fluffy pink and white bed to took up a corner, the covers still messy and over the floor. A warm soft rug was squished under his feet and the light pink walls were anything but bare.
"guess you really like pink" He commented following her inside.
"heh, sorry it's such a mess" One hand was running in her hair an easy way to tell she was embarrassed.
Magazines were strewn everywhere, He picked on up with a smirk and waved it in her face,
"nice, he read the cover aloud, are you a good kisser?" Ryou chuckled to himself as her face turned red and she snatched the magazine out of his hand.
"don't you know it's rude to handle things when your a guest!" She was steaming as he stepped a inch closer.
"so...do you want to find out?"
"find out what?" She said faltering under his gaze.
"find out if your a good kisser"
"ARGH" she shoved him, grabbed some clothes off her plaid green and white chair and stomped off shouting behind her back " you-are--the--biggest--JERK! i'm going to change, stay here!" She stomped off down the hallway, no doubt going to her bathroom.
heh...it's so fun to tease her...
Still it would have been nice to kiss her...
gingerly he sat on her messy bed watching it sag under his weight.
His gaze wandered and lingered on her white little desktop in the corner where a picture frame was face down glinting silver in the sun's rays.
curiously he reached and flipped it upside.
He was staring at a picture of his ichigo and Maysai. It was obvious that then they were more then just friends. Clutching hands they looked truly happy..
He sighed placing the picture back face down, a hand resting on his head...
unlike she is now...she gets sad so easy..
A feeling of sympathy washed over him,
if she had still been with maysai she would have been happy...
There was really nothing he could do about it however so it was better not to brood...
"are you Ryou?" A unfamiliar voice spoke from the doorway in the silence. His blue eye's snapped open and fixated themselves on the middle-aged women in front of him.
It took only a second to figure out this was Ichigo's mother. After all Ichigo looked like a minature and younger version of her mother. They both had the same strawberry pink-blonde hair and large eyes.
"Yes I am" He stood up quickly,brushing his hands on his jeans " nice to meet you"
He held out a hand and she immediatly clasped it. To his suprise however instead of "shaking it" she was pulling him along and out of ichigo's room.
"err, mrs. momima?" ((heh sorry about the dreadful spelling if you know who to spell ichigo's last name do tell ))
"follow me dear"
flashback:
" anyway the door's open i just wanted to warn you before hand..." Ichigo's face grew dark
"about my parents..." She trailed off unkknowlily
"what about them?"
"well...i'ts..it's better if they don't see you, they get-kinda--eccentric" she said with a small chuckle and put a finger to her lips,beckoning forward.
"comeon"
end of flashback:
"come on" Mrs momima urged and Ryou relectutantly followed her down the stairs and into the living room.
It was rather quaint with large over stuffed sofas, a stoned fireplace and a small coffee table.
"it's a nice place you have here" he commented.
"so are you taking ichigo on a date?" Her mother asked cheerfully as normal as though she was asking about the weather.
It came right out of the blue that he was stunned at how direct it was " um no, It's-a birthday present"
"well your going with her right?"
"right" He confirmed.
"by yourself?"
"...yes" Ryou replied hesistantly.
"then it's a date " she said smiling and clapping her hands.
"what's a date?" a voice spoke from the kitchen, undoubtlely male. "is maysai here again?" the man's voice and appearance was friendly as he wandered into the living room, a newspaper in hand.
"no honey, maysai not's here this is Ryou who's taking her on a date"
"uhh"
" oh really? i've heard of Ryou before.." The frown on his face was none-to reassuring to Ryou and he assumed it was probably nothing nice that ichigo had said about him.
that little---
Now what does she usually call me? jerk, meanie, idiot, i hate you...great...
"nice to meet you sir" Ryou said stiffly.
"so your taking my daughter on a date, here's some things you should know be back before 9:00, you better not make her cry, you better not hurt her, she better have a great time, it's her birthday so--"
"DAD! don't scare Ryou" Ichigo's voice was like a savior to him as she dashed down the stairs.
She was wearing a billowy white skirt and a blue spaggatti strapped top, flip-flops were on her small feet and her hair was done up in it's usual ribbons. She definately looked ready for the summer and she definately looked happy.
well that's good..
"bye daddy" She kissed him quickly on the cheek and gave a hug to her mother "we gotta go or we'll be late"
Before her father could protest or go one about more regulations she grabbed Ryou's hand and practically ran out the door.
A small smile was on her blushing face and her eyes sparkled with laugher
cute
"you deserved that" Ichigo said with a laugh. "so how do you like me my parents?"
"I don't think your dad likes me" Ryou said with a small shrug.
"nyah, he doesn't like any guy who comes to my house when maysai first started coming round you should have seen the things he made maysai do..., her voice trailed off solemly, maysai..."
He looked at her but didn't say anything, what was he supposed to say?
"sorry" she said after a minute " i...i was uh...spacing.."
He didn't question her lame excuse instead he replied
"yeah,yeah the show--the little mermaid starts in fifteen minutes!"
And they dashed down the street to make the bus in time, someone watching them from the distance as they walked away...
two yellow eyes following them as they became more then little specks in the distance...
alritie i'm done,
so who do you think the person with yellow eyes is?
lol, i know