Disclaimer: BLEACH cometh to you! I am not Kubo-sensei!
For: CAS
Warnings; AU, UBER-OOC-ness, view point switches, spelling, language, grammar, punctuation, flashbacks and so on…..
A/N My excuse for not updating? Got distracted yeah…Now then on to the real author's note…from this moment on I want you to view/read SKIRTING as not just a fanfic but as a soap opera…yes. And in soap operas many things can happen…side story lines…new characters…etc etc. Thank you for your patience and support!
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SKIRTING THROUGH LIFE
007 CHANCE MEETING
Asano Keigo is an average teenager. There is nothing particularly special or outstanding about him and he knows this. Keigo never tries to be something he's not. For the most part he's a carefree kind of guy whose life revolves around the net, arcade and his friends.
He'd like to have a girlfriend but he's not in any real rush. Keigo is quite content with ogling the fairer set from a far. The longer the distance the better.
He learned this early on in life and yes having a violent older sister made a guy think twice before making a move. In all honesty though Keigo knows if he didn't have Kurosaki Ichigo for a best friend he probably would have joined a monastery or became asexual.
He isn't really sure how the orange-headed berry does it, has always done it. But as long as Keigo has known Ichigo, the other boy has always grabbed the attention of some of the cutest girls in town.
Perhaps in an alternate universe Keigo would be jealous and bitter and hate Ichigo. Perhaps in a different time and place he'd detest his friend so much that he'd join in with the other assholes in Seirei and bully the berry. But Keigo doesn't really like to think about a world where he and Ichigo are on opposite sides. He is quite happy with the way things are and wouldn't change it for the world.
After all Ichigo is the best buddy a guy could ask for-a total babe magnet-so it was a win-win each and everyway Keigo looked at it.
"Ichigo man, what's up? Why didn't you tell me you were heading downtown after school? We coulda rode here together and I wouldn't have had to play errand boy and watch my sister suck face with her boyfriend all afternoon."
Ichigo rubbed the back of his neck, "Uh sorry Keigo but I mean I didn't really think you'd have time to go to the mall, anytime you come down here you always head straight for the arcades."
True. True. Keigo couldn't argue with the truth still…he couldn't remember the last time he'd hung out with Ichigo without the rest of the group around. He missed one on one time-sometimes he really detested sharing Ichigo with the others.
No sooner had the thought passed in Keigo's mind then he took note of the strange pale skinned guy standing just about a foot or so away from his orange-haired friend.
He ignored the irrational surge of jealousy that ran through him and continued on, "Okay so you got me I was gonna head over to the arcade just as soon as I'm done running errands for my sister. Luv Zombies 6 was just released and you know I always have to be the first to try out new games but its gonna be awhile so I might as well shop with you while nee-san finishes trying on her dresses or whatever and uh hey before I forget, whose that strange kid standing beside you and does he ever blink?"
Keigo wasn't one to judge or at least he did his best not to judge things or people he didn't understand but seriously Ichigo's mystery companion was hella freakish looking. Especially those eyes of his-all emerald green and wide and unblinking and just-yeah hella freaky.
Keigo stumbled a bit when Ichigo elbowed him and hissed, "His name is Ulquiorra. I know he might seem a bit different by he's cool so don't be a prick."
Keigo rubbed his side and dimly wondered when his best friend could pack such power in a simple jab and then shook his head, "Say no more Ichigo, you know any friend of yours is a friend of mine."
Deciding to further make proof of his point Keigo walked over to the pale black-haired teen and attempted to bump fists then frowned when Ulquiorra (strange name?) only looked at him owlishly.
"Uh Ichigo this guy-
Ulquiorra cut Kiego off, "Kurosaki Ichigo why is your friend raising his fist at me?"
"Ah um," Ichigo scratched his head and looked back and forth between Ulquiorra and Keigo, "He uh-Keigo meant no harm by it honest Ulquiorra, it's just you know a friendly greeting among guys, here I'll show you."
Ichigo moved to echo Keigo's earlier movements by bumping his fist with Ulquiorra but the green-eyed boy kept his arms tucked stiffly at his sides and bit out a not quite monotone sounding, "I'd rather you not."
"Hey man! It's just a fist bump, no need to get all weirded out or whatever."
Ichigo shot Keigo a sideways glare and hissed "Shut up! You're not helping."
The brunet grumbled something under his breath and Ichigo chose to ignore it.
"Ulquiorra we weren't trying to offend you just now or anything," the berry teen hurried to say, "I uh I guess I just keep forgetting that you're not like other guys." Ichigo bowed his head and mumbled a "sorry" after a moment.
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Ulquiorra blinked. "What are you apologizing for Kurosaki Ichigo? I have no problem with you." ('The duck is the one I do not care for') Ulquiorra added silently. He wouldn't dare voice such a thing out loud because he didn't fancy upsetting his new friend.
Ulquiorra wasn't trying to be a snob but he was far from impressed with this Asano Keigo character. He could not fathom how such an annoying guy could be friend's with Kurosaki Ichigo.
But again he kept such thoughts to himself. So after a moment or two of awkward silence carefully and very slowly Ulquiorra advanced towards the pair of childhood friends and knocked his fists lightly against theirs.
"There. Now that that has been taken care of I trust we can move on yes? Good. I don't suppose you have any real interest in improving your wardrobe Asano Keigo but since you are in fact friends with Kurosaki Ichigo you are welcome to join us if you like?"
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Keigo looked over at Ichigo and then back at Ulquiorra. The green-eyed dude was really effing weird and the last thing Keigo wished to do was give the other boy a reason to put an evil curse or spell on him or something so he agreed. "Sure, yeah I mean I could use a new pair of shoes and maybe-
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"It is settled. Let us waste no more time, shopping awaits us!" With these words Ulquiorra hooked one arm through Ichigo's and after a momentary pause hooked his other arm through Keigo's and lead the two towards the front entrance of the mall.
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Keigo couldn't help but feel a little bit weird about locking arms with another guy but he opted once again not to say anything lest he invoke Ulquiorra's wrath.
He glanced over at Ichigo. The look on the berry's boy's face was unreadable. Keigo couldn't tell if the berry was just as uncomfortable or indifferent to the situation. And then it dawned on Keigo, Ichigo's mind was elsewhere. Where? Well that was anyone's guess.
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FLASH BACK TO THE PREVIOUS EVENING….
Ichigo figured so long as he explained everything properly to his father there wouldn't be any weirdness or misunderstandings so he left Ishida sitting in the living room and silently prayed that the other boy didn't do anything weird while he had a quick conversation with goat face.
Ichigo entered the kitchen and found Isshin exactly where he figured he'd find the man, over at the stove, putting the last few touches on his infamous melon casserole.
"Hey old man good to know you didn't burn down the kitchen while I was gone."
Isshin turned but rather than greeting Ichigo with the standard high flying kick or sucker punch, the man's brow's practically disappeared appear into his hair line and he was wearing a frown instead of his usual grin. "Ichigo, I didn't hear you come in."
"Yeah well I just got here so-" Ichigo let his sentence drift off suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable by his father's strange behavior.
"Hmm I see. Well sit down and I'll serve you."
"Uh about that uh goat face I know this is kinda short notice and all but I invited a friend over to have dinner with us."
Of course this wasn't entirely accurate but Ichigo didn't plan on letting Isshin know this.
"A friend? What sort of friend?" Isshin's tone turned suspicious.
Ichigo frowned. Ever since Kaa-san left his oyaji just hasn't been the same. Isshin's grin never reached his eyes these days and sometimes late in the night the berry teen hears what can only be described as broken hearted sobbing coming from behind the man's closed door.
A part of Ichigo is annoyed by his father's behavior because a grown man should not wail like a child. But another part of Ichigo feels for Isshin.
It's a complicated situation. Neither Ichigo nor Isshin (at least to his knowledge) have spoken a single word to Masaki in years.
Ichigo rubs the back of his neck and trips over his words
"I can tell em' to leave I mean it is short notice and-
Isshin quickly cuts Ichigo off, although said in a low whisper in the silent room it seems the man's voice is almost deafening to the teen's ears.
"Nonsense tell this friend of yours that he or she is more than welcome to join us for dinner." Scratching at his beard Isshin adds, "As always I've made too much." The words are spoken as though it is an after thought or careless habit on his part.
Ichigo knows better but doesn't comment "Uh okay then I guess I'll go get him."
The berry teen turns but doesn't get very far as one of Isshin's large hands suddenly settles upon his shoulder, keeping him in place, "Not so fast Ichigo."
Swallowing the invisible lump in his throat Ichigo turns very slowly and does his best not to flinch under the goat's penetrating stare.
Isshin only seems to hesitate for a hairs breath before he plows forward, "Is there something you want to tell me, son?"
Ichigo figures his best option at the moment is to play dumb. "Uh what are you talking about? Stop looking at me like that, it's givin' me the creeps."
"You know very well what I'm talking about Ichigo."
Ichigo can't fight back the flinch no matter how hard he tries this time. He inwardly curses himself. 'I knew I shouldn't have worn the dress home-damn it I'm never listening to Ishida again.'
"Are you having some sort of self identity crisis, Ichigo?"
"What?! No! No I'm not having a self identity crisis," at Isshin's doubtful look Ichigo hurries to explain himself further, "I'm just keeping a promise I made to Kaa-san."
Isshin looked thoughtful for a moment and then asked, "What promise?"
"Uh well you see-
"I know your mother and she would never ask you to be something your not and even if she did I'm quite certain she didn't mean it in this way."
His father was unhappy. Well this didn't come as any real great shock-Ichigo had expected as much but he wasn't going to apologize. "I made a promise to Kaa-san to embrace my true self and that is what I'm doing."
"You-" Isshin's already thick brows became even more pronounced at Ichigo's words, "Ichigo do you honestly think wearing your mother's old uniform or a dress you borrowed from one of your classmates is what she wanted? Do you think this is what I want? You're my son! My one and only son!
You should be winning Kendo matches and bringing cute girls home. You should be sneaking into the house in the late hours of the night reeking of illegal substances like the average rebellious teenager. And yet here you stand in the middle of my kitchen looking like a poster child for a beauty pageant or something! What is happening to you Ichigo, please tell me what I can do to fix this?"
Isshin's tone went from disapproving to hysterical, "Tell me is the friend sitting in the next room really just a "friend" or is he a boy you've been secretly dating all this time? What next Ichigo, are you going to tell me you want a sex change?"
What? Where in the hell had goat face even-? How on earth had he reached such a wrong conclusion?
Ichigo watched his father and grew alarmed when the man's breathing became harsh. He knew during their brief exchange at the breakfast table earlier that morning that goat face wasn't exactly thrilled with his wardrobe choice but this?
"Calm down would you? Getting worked up like this can't be good for your heart." A light teasing jab, meant to calm and lessen some of the tension.
It didn't exactly work as Isshin snorted humorlessly a moment later. "What heart? Your mother took my heart with her when she walked out on me." At these words the man collapsed into one of the chairs and buried his head in his palms.
Ichigo felt largely responsible for his father's sudden breakdown. "Oyaji listen to me you-
"Where did I go wrong?" The man's broken sobs cut Ichigo off and the berry teen frowned and after a slight hesitation he moved to his father's side and patted him awkwardly.
"Stop blaming yourself. Even though you and Kaa-san are apart she still loves you, she always will."
Isshin shook his head and the sobbing continued.
Ichigo sighed. "Look goat face I don't really know why she left us. I like to tell myself its because you two were almost too compatible so she grew bored and you grew bored. Or if that's not the reason than its because you always wanted more from her even though Kaa-san gave the world to you it wasn't enough.
Admit you are just as much to blame as she is. Right now you're acting this way because it has finally sunken in-you are ashamed of your actions. You hate yourself for blaming Kaa-san for a miscarriage that she had no control over."
Isshin slowly lifted his head, a sad smile was playing on his lips, there was a far off look in his eyes, "You were supposed to be an older brother and have two adorable twin sisters to look after. I had the colors of the nursery picked out and everything. We were going to buy a bigger house, one deeper into the heart of the town but-."
"But Kaa-san had a miscarriage during the middle of that storm. A storm that wasn't her fault and yet you couldn't-
"I couldn't accept it." Isshin shook his head and clenched his fists tightly. "I told her-I pleaded with her not to go out on that night but she insisted and-
"And tragedy struck."
"Yes."
"But wouldn't it have been even worse if Kaa-san had died too? Can you imagine if we lost her and the twins that night? You and I are already hopeless and pathetic but we're doing okay, we get by because Kaa-san survived. Because she lives granted it's not at home but Kaa-san is alive and that's what matters most isn't it?"
Ichigo wasn't sure what had come over him. Why he was suddenly talking about something so…well taboo but perhaps it was time. Time to stop avoiding the issues. Perhaps it was time to forget the past and just focus on the present?
There was a moment of silence. And then it happened
The light returned to Isshin's eyes and the expression on his face morphed into something that very closely resembled awe just then, "Since when did you become so smart I wonder, hmm Ichigo?"
Ichigo glared but there was no heat behind it. "Shut up old man! I've always been smart," here the he cracked a grin. "I get my best qualities from Kaa-san after all."
Isshin's expression was thoughtful once more and then he let out a bark of laughter. "Ha! Nah you weren't lucky enough to get your mother's brilliant brain. I'd say this sudden change in you has more to do with that "friend" of yours which reminds me, stop the suspense and hurry up and invite him in, Ichigo."
Oh right Ishida! Ichigo couldn't believe the fact had almost completely slipped his mind.
He silently prayed the other teen wasn't the type to eavesdrop. Sincerely hoped Ishida hadn't heard the private moment between him and Isshin.
"Ishida, you still there?"
As if on cue the bespectacled teen stepped into the kitchen. Bowing respectfully, "Evening Isshin-san, I'm sorry for the intrusion but I have a message for you."
Ichigo blinked.
Isshin-san? WTF? And what message? And wait a minute more importantly how the hell did Ishida even know goat face's first name?
Isshin's grin was blindingly bright as he crossed the room in three quick strides and embraced Ishida as though he had been expecting the youth. And for all Ichigo knew, perhaps he was?
"Not an intrusion if you were invited, now come sit down before the casserole gets cold."
"Thank you Isshin-san but before we begin there is a matter we must discuss."
What matter? What the hell was going on? What business did Ishida have with goat face?
Orange brows furrowed as Ishida passed a manila colored envelope to Isshin.
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The sudden gust of wind shooting up his backside pulled Ichigo from his thoughts. He ignored the questioning looks Ulquiorra and Keigo were giving him "So where to first?"
"Asano Keigo you will accompany me to the clothing racks and Kurosaki Ichigo you will strip down to your underwear and wait patiently inside the dressing room until we get back."
Ichigo didn't like being bossed around but having been friends with Rukia and Tatsuki for years the orange-headed teen was quite used it. Plus Ulquiorra was helping him out so it would be stupid to argue.
Ichigo shrugged off his jacket and tossed it at Keigo, as always the brunet proved to be a lousy catch, completely missing by a good half foot and wound up knocking into a wrack full of jackets and blazers.
Keigo let out an angry/surprised squawk and then glared at Ichigo. The berry teen only laughed and teased the brunet. "Still have lousy reflexes after all this time, eh Keigo?"
Keigo quickly scrambled to his feet and went to lunge for Ichigo only to be blocked by Ulquiorra.
"Violence solves nothing Asano Keigo."
Keigo let out a snort of disbelief and then he narrowed his eyes at the pale teen, "Stay out of it! This has nothing to do with you!" he lunged for the berry teen again but once more was blocked.
"Show some restraint, you are out in public after all or did you forget?"
Keigo felt like punching something, Ulquiorra's face would be an excellent target. "What the hell is your problem man?! And who the hell said anything about being violent? Ichigo knows I wasn't really gonna hurt him right Ichigo?"
Much to the brunet's annoyance the berry teen seemed lost in thought once more.
'Damn it Ichigo, why aren't you ever there for me when I need it most?'
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It wasn't often that Ulquiorra felt perplexed about things, at least not to his knowledge any way but as he continued to stand and as act as a human shield for his new friend, Kurosaki Ichigo, he couldn't help but wonder about the other boy.
His initial first thought about Asano Keigo had been that the guy was a simplistic fool and nothing more but as he watched the myriad of emotions pass over the teen's face, Ulquiorra was quickly concluding that he would have to reevaluate his opinion on Asano.
Was it a sense of longing shining in brown depths? If it was in fact longing what kind of longing was it? Friendship? Brotherhood? A combination of the two?
Ulquiorra couldn't explain it if he tried but he wanted to find out more. He needed to find out more.
"What?! Why the hell are you looking at me like that man?"
Ulquiorra did not answer but deflected entirely. "We have come here to shop and so shopping we will do.
He turned his attention to the orange berry and snapped his fingers in front of the other's face. "You get into the changing room, now!"
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Ichigo blinked "Huh?"
"The changing room, remember the reason you've come here in the first place, Ichigo?"
"Oh uh right," Ichigo hesitated a moment before he headed for the changing room, "You guys are gonna get along with out killing each other right?"
Ulquiorra said nothing only blinked owlishly and Keigo…well Keigo kicked Ichigo in the rear and laughed when the berry stumbled.
"Shut up you idiot and just go!"
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Ichigo noted right away how different a girl's changing room was in comparison to guys.
It was a spacious area with long full-length mirrors, sparkling lights and vanity couches, smelling faintly of perfumes and other floral type scents. He hesitated before removing his clothes.
'It's fine. It's fine I'm just going to try on a few skirts and maybe a top or two. If worse comes to worse and another girl appears or tries to come in I'll just play along and alter my voice.'
Feeling a little bit less awkward at the thought, Ichigo loosened his belt and let his pants drop.
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Keigo didn't know much about shopping. Heck he didn't know much about clothing in general but he had an older sister so he figured it couldn't be too hard to find something suitable for Ichigo to wear.
"What about this one?" He pulled a dress off one of the hangers and turned to Ulquiorra. Chicks called the color "nude" and the material felt very similar to a bathing suit. The model on the stand behind it had paired it with dark blue skinny jeans.
Ichigo liked jeans so it was already a sure thing in Keigo's opinion, now all he needed was Ulquiorra's thumbs up. Well not in the literal sense since he doubted very much that the strange guy even knew what thumbs up meant but "It's simple but cute or well at least that's what the girls would say right?"
With out even turning Ulquiorra issued out a flat, "No."
"What's wrong with it? My older sister would wear this and she's the most fashion forward person I know."
Once again with out turning Ulquiorra answered, "It is the wrong color, a shade like that would only make Kurosaki Ichigo look sickly."
Keigo grumbled under his breath and then carelessly tossed the dress to the side and made his way towards another wrack. The sign said discounts…jackpot!
No girl could resist a sale not that Ichigo was a girl but- "Hey Ulquiorra nah that name is too long and difficult to say so from now on I'm just gonna call you Quill-so yeah Quill check it out this rack has an endless row of skirts and that's the main thing Ichigo wants right skirts? Anyway with this he'd literally have every color of the rainbow to choose from. Bahahaha kinda makes me wish I could wear a skirt but of course I would never do something like that but hey! Are you even listening to me Quill?"
Ulquiorra turned very slowly and quirked a thin brow, "What are you squawking about Asano? And do not bastardize my name like that again."
Keigo rolled his eyes. "I wasn't bastardizing anything jeez you really need to lighten the hell up I mean just how old are you anyway?"
"What does my age have to do with anything, Asano?"
Keigo shook his head. "Never mind forget it anyway check out this discount rack-they have every color-
"Let me stop you before you go and embarrass yourself even further."
"Hah?! What are you talking about?"
"It is quite simple. A skirt like the one you are holding in your hand as well as the ones on the rack is unsuitable for this season. Please try to think things through before you open your yap."
The hell? This bastard!
"Geez Quill you always got to be such a know-it-all don't you?"
Green eyes narrowed and Ulquiorra's monotone voice curled into something sharper. "My name is not Quill nor do I resemble a writing instrument in any way shape or form and you will do well to remember this, Asano Keigo."
Keigo threw his hands up in the air in frustration and defeat. "I give up! Just tell me what I should look for then-whatever I can do to hurry this nightmare along."
"Just think about what would compliment Kurosaki's skin tone best. It isn't that difficult."
Compliment Ichigo's skin tone eh? That seemed simple enough. Keigo scanned the other wracks and was almost instantly drawn to an outfit near the back wall.
Wasting no time he raced over to it and shouted back at Ulquiorra, "How about this one? It's similar to what Ichigo was wearing yesterday only its in black and it has these shiny little sparkle things on it and pockets-since he's a guy the pockets will come in handy right? And the boots are rounded at the toe so even though there's a bit of heel he shouldn't have too much trouble walking in em' right?"
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Ulquiorra turned around because he too wished to move things along and the less he had to hear of Asano's squawking the better.
Of course when the green-eyed teen turned he fully expected to see another ridiculous or hideous ensemble-his tongue got caught in his throat when it turned out to be the exact opposite.
It was cute and he could easily picture his new friend wearing it but of course Ulquiorra refused to let his enthusiasm show on his face after all he couldn't let Asano get an even bigger head than he already had.
"Hmph well since you've actually put some thought into your selection we will put it in the "maybe" pile."
"Maybe pile? That's all?!"
"Shhh I won't have you continue to embarrass me with your obnoxious squawking, go make yourself useful and take these to Kurosaki."
Keigo spat and sputtered and tripped over his feet as he tried to balance the mountain of clothes Ulquiorra shoved into his arms just then and the green-eyed youth suppressed the laugh that was trying to make its way to the surface.
"Quickly now Asano, I do believe Kurosaki has been waiting long enough as it is."
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A short while later...
Ulquiorra and Keigo have ventured off to who the hell knows where (the duo had become rather impatient with Ichigo's constantly dilly-daddling-oh yeah like it was oh so easy to model a bunch of girly clothes in front of two other guys-he'd like to see them try!) and the berry teen is left alone to his own devices, fumbling and cursing the stupid slip or whatever the hell it is that Ulquiorra threw over the door.
'You'll look even better in dresses if you wear a slip underneath, Kurosaki Ichigo. I've selected peach and white because they compliment your skin and match a lot of the outfits we've selected today."
'Okay I get that much but why heels?'
'Because heels are the way to go Ichigo! All of the girls are doing it and since you've obviously decided you want to be a girl Quill and I figure you should start out with some hot red pumps.'
'Shut the hell up Keigo! I never said I wanted to be a girl and why the are you calling Ulquiorra such a stupid nickname?'
'Chill out Ichigo, I don't care what you want to do I'm not gonna judge you, you're still my best bud.'
'Yes you should be thanking Asano for his support right now, Kurosaki ichigo.'
'WTF?'
Ichigo let out an angry shout and kicked the door only to be reprimanded by Ulquiorra.
'Throwing a tantrum will not solve or change anything Kurosaki Ichigo, now be a good boy and try on the clothes we have selected for you.'
'Yeah Ichigo be a good boy and we'll give you a treat after this.'
Ichigo glared at the door and had half of mind to throw it open and beat Keigo's face in-not that he'd probably have much luck since his aim was mediocre at best. Still…
'Shut up Keigo! I hate you-I hate you both!'
Okay now he was acting like a child but Ichigo couldn't help it. If he even suspected for one minute that his "shopping experience with Ulquiorra" would be such a pain in the ass he would have declined.
'Hate is a strong word Kurosaki Ichigo, surely you don't truly mean it do you?'
'Of course not Quill! Ichigo is just being a big baby because we're ganging up on him. He'll get over it.'
'Are you sure, Asano?'
'Of course I'm sure! Tell em' Ichigo!'
Ichigo opted to say nothing. He wasn't in the mood. Besides he had far more important matters at hand like trying to figure out how get the stupid skin tight top over his head without ripping it.
'Ichigo!'
When the berry teen still did not answer Keigo pounded on the door.
'Ichigooooo tell Ulquiorra you're not really mad at him! Tell him you don't hate him.'
"…"
More pounding.
'Damn it Ichigo stop being a dick man!'
"…"
'Ichigo I'm warning you if you don't tell Quill that you were-
'That's enough Asano I understand when I have worn out my welcome and so I will take my leave now.'
At the sound of retreating footsteps Ichigo (admittedly) felt a bit guilty but he still said nothing. Ulquiorra would get over it. Surely.
'What the hell Ichigo? You know that guy isn't like us, you probably really hurt his feeling just now.'
'Whatever Keigo. If you're so worried why don't you run after him?'
'Maybe I will after all its not like I know shit about this fashion stuff so-
A second sound of retreating footsteps. Ichigo let out a sigh and inwardly vowed that he would make it up to both his friends later. Right now he needed to focus his energy on dressing himself.
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Suddenly there's a sharp rap on the door and thinking its his friends returning Ichigo lifts the latch and is ready to give both Ulquiorra and Keigo and earful only to be struck speechless when it turns out to be a stranger.
"Hey there, cutie."
Ichigo would like to scream or curse or something but there's the issue of his tongue being stuck in his throat oh and the cool palm that suddenly closes over his mouth makes it rather impossible.
"Don't scream."
Don't scream? Is this guy for real? Isn't that the kind of line killer psycho perverts always say right before they torture their victim?
Not that this guy looks like a killer psycho pervert with his shoulder length ice blond locks, black sunglasses, pricey bomber jacket and ripped blue jeans. His grin is a little more feral than normal and his hand smells of nicotine and leather but- (1)
Ichigo flinches as he quickly notes that although the guy only has one or two inches on him in terms of height (at least with the heels on) that the stranger could quite easily have him pinned on the floor or pushed up against the wall with the impressive amount of (wait! Impressive? The hell? Bad thoughts Ichigo bad thoughts! Stop it!) muscle mass that he's packing.
Intimidating. Yes. Hell yes. Fuck yes. But Ichigo is not going to show his unease. Refuses to scream or squeal into the hand currently muffling him because he is not a girl even if he's currently dressed like one.
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She's cute, all bright brown eyes, flushed cheeks and angry huffs. The fact that she's basically flat-chested and can barely stand up in heels hardly matters-she has a perky little ass and sun-kissed legs-a natural beauty.
He didn't think he'd come across such an exciting little kitten during his brief and impromptu visit to Seirei but he's glad he did.
Damn if only he could stick around for longer than a day, find out her name-get her digits, sweep her off her feet?
A cell phone goes off. His cell phone. Fucking-A!
'Tch damn her why does she always gotta spoil my fun?'
"Looks like our time is up."
Slowly and with much reluctance Grimmjow Jeagerjaques releases the hold he has on his cute beauty and lifts the latch on the door.
Even though the orangette still hasn't uttered a single word she is scowling fiercely enough that if he stuck around any longer it might actually wound him.
Ha! As if!
But she's got spunk as well as spark. He can appreciate this.
Brushing his body against the cute little kitten he had come upon by chance, Grimmjow teasingly adds, "You should consider growing your hair out," before slipping back out the same way he came in.
TBC
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At last Grimmjow appears! YAY!...but he won't have another encounter with Ichigo for a while. Why? Because it is not yet his time but don't worry he shall return.
Anyway explanations…well I'll give you some…why the hair color change…it will be explained in future chapters…it's dyed obviously. Snorts. Why is Grimmjow in town but not staying? That will also be explained for know just know that he's kind of…well not a celebrity per se but…Why does he think Ichigo is a girl? LOL…eh because I find it amusing. Will it change how he views the berry when they cross paths again? No it will not. Why are Ulquiorra and Keigo suddenly friends? Shrugs, I really don't know…I'll think more on that one. Hope you enjoyed! Sorry for the long gap between updates…THANKS FOR READING!
~SLY~