Yesterday part 2
Rukia made it to her classroom with 5 mins to spare. Wearing a face as cheerful as someone who has only slept for less than 5 hours could make, she greeted her class with the usual speech that she has practiced so many times before : " Good Morning everyone! Hope all of you are doing fine!"
Surprisingly, she has received quite a number of gapes, a response that is new to her. Just as Rukia was wondering what was wrong, a speeding teenager bumped onto her from behind, causing her to lose her balance and fell to the floor.
"Och!"
"Sorry!" That voice whom she knew so well spoke up.
Just when Rukia was about to pick herself up, she saw a hand in front of her, offering her a help.
Keigo. Rukia gladly accepted it.
Then Rukia 'accidentally' with full intention to kill, kicked Ichigo hard on his shin.
"Hey!" Ichigo gasped. Of course he knew that it was coming. He has learnt Rukia and her ways too. Seeing how that Baka could easily dodged his father's attack has proved that he could avoid hers too- if he wants. But for some strange reasons he decided to bear with it. Rukia is not blinded to such 'weakness' and has taken full advantage of it by aiming for another kick.
However, as she was about to deliver that kick, she caught Ichigo staring at her and heard a grasp that escaped from his mouth. She decided to stop and studied that boy. What was wrong? Did he have a heart attack? She looked at that Baka curiously. She noticed a blush and before she could ask him what's wrong, the sharp ringing of the bell jolted both of them apart as they scrambled to their seats.
Rukia soon forget about the morning's stares and Ichigo's strange behaviour as she started paying attention to the teacher. Rukia has always been attentive. It is a habit she built when she found herself enrolling into the Shimigami's Academy. School is a privilege to her. Living in the Seireitei has derived her from any formal education. Schooling is an experience that she likes because all she has to do is sit there and listen. In the human world, the same rules apply. The only problem is that Rukia found it difficult to understand what the teacher is teaching. However, as she stole glances at the students sitting around her, she noticed that they all did not look confused or puzzled. Hence, Rukia decided to pretend, that she understand. Little did she know that most of her classmates were also pretending – pretending to be paying attention. Rukia also did not know that she was the subject of her classmates' attention. Especially from that certain orange-haired guy sitting beside her.
Inside the head of that orange-headed guy, the colours of his thoughts is only a shade away from his hair colour
Am I seeing things? That poor guy was struggling to shake that idea off his head. But this has proven to be a rather challenging task. The image just kept coming back. It did not help with Rukia sitting just right beside him. He had stolen glances at Rukia and noted that indeed there was not a slightest bulge of cloth underneath that girl's uniform.
Why didn't she wear whatever that she usually wore underneath?! Ichigo has often wondered about what kind of undergarments does a shimigami wears. He knows that girls in this world wear bras and panties. But how about her? His guess is that she just wraps a cloth around her. Occasionally, he did notice that she did not wear them and fidgeted. He felt so helpless when that happened. He finds it hard to discuss about something so private.
However, this time, it is in school. He quickly glanced at her direction again- just to make sure. Yes, he has confirmed it over and over again that indeed she isn't wearing anything underneath! Oh no, this isn't good. He could already feel the heat emitting from the guys.
Ichigo panicked and tried to crack his head by thinking a way out of this situation.
