I realize I haven't updated in ages. I apologize but I had many things going on Dx This is just a small update, to make it up for you a little,though it's so small but I didn't want to attach it with the next chapter. This is a funny chapter (kinda) so don't mind the category (FFnet should really allow us to change the rate and categ of the chapters in the same story :S)

Oh, and AUTHOR NOTE HERE PLEASE: to get your attention: "Mayuri" who's mentioned in this fic is NOT the same Mayuri-taichou in soul society. Again, this is my OC (I OWN her) and I didn't realize she shared the same name as that freak until later due. But if anyone finds annoyance in the name I can easily change it, juuuust whistle ;)

And, as usual, here's a fanart that I found cutely goes with the chapter. Or not. But here it is anyway: http :/ cid-383c15c3545e0b40. photos. live. com/self. aspx/Share/yummy%20vizards. Jpg

Just erase the spaces after the dots ;)

Disclaimer: Tite Kubo-sama is the rightful owner of Bleach and all its characters. Though I'd give anything to own the recent Ichigo *.*

Enjoy~

Forgot to forget you

By: Farah

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IV. Bets

"Hiyori~n," Mashiro's voice came muffled from behind the door, startling the blonde into reality, "would you come out? Dinner's ready~" the greenhead sang out, knocking a couple of time to 'wake up' the 'two' Vizards inside before heading downstairs.

Hiyori frowned a little. 'So he sneaked out again?' shaking her head a little, she got off the bed and washed her face before following Mashiro.

Crash!

"AHHH! What the hell, Mashiro!" Kensei's voice yelled out, followed by more commotion sounds.

"Eeek, sorry, Ken-chan~ is it hot?" the ex-fukutaichou's tone was worried.

The ex-taichou hissed urgently, "No shit, it's hot! Hurry, hurry!"

Hiyori entered the kitchen bored, noticing a cup of soup spilled on the floor beneath the silver-haired man.

"Hey~ how is he, now?" asked the orange-clad chef of the group, while wiping the (very) annoyed silverhead's shirt.

The red person of the blonde plopped down next to Risa, who had her nose shoved in an 'Icha Icha Sakura' volume.

"Fine, actually, very fine that he was worried whether Maiyuri would wait too long…" the bitterness in her voice was well-hidden, yet easily detected by the people who have lived under the same roof with her for over a century.

"Oh…" was all Mashiro –the most vocal-responsive of them- could say.

'So, it was Mayuri-san today? The coward bastard…' was the common thought between the others. It wasn't like Shinji didn't usually have his nights with some of the interested girls, but he was supposed to be sick to his throat; was he really that provoked to leave once his legs could carry him? Did he even know that she spent nights at his side worrying if he would wake up and need something?

The rest of the dinner went silently, save for the clatter of spoons on dishes and the occasional grunts of an irritated Kensei.

The sound of chair creaking indicating her leave, Hiyori stood up and headed upstairs.

"He wants his share, save it for when he comes back" she said from the stairs before the top of the door blocked her form.

"Fifty that they will do it" Rose said casually after a minute.

"What? But Rose~ you can't bet against them!~" Mashiro whined, taking hers and Hiyori's plated into the sink.

"But he's right, this time she actually ate her dinner, and the jerk seems serious enough to leave in such a condition and weather." Love pointed out, "I'm in with Kensei."

"Sixty that they can't, and never will" Hachi said sympathetically, helping Mashiro with the dishes.

"Seventy he will move out next month" Kensei added confidently, as if he knew some thing they didn't.

Was this some kinda auction? Thank goodness Hiyori couldn't hear them.

"Move out? That's low! Who will-"

"Three hundred they have sex before the end of the month." Risa said from behind the book, as if she knew everything.

"Whoa! I thought you wanted to buy the new 'Icha Icha Paradise' series with that money, why would you throw it in free air?" exclaimed an agape Love.

Risa smirked, eyeing him with a look that made him re-think his bets.

"Nope, I'll buy it with your money. Mine is saved for the TV series" she smirked.

Mashiro squealed at her friend, making Kensei grunt in annoyance and hurry out to change his offended shirt.

つづく

A/N: Too short? Sorry! xd

I hope ya'll forgive me, until I adjust to my new university I'll take some time off screen Dx

I know you guys have school, too, so that's like a conditioner to my guilt- seeing ya'll have work up to your heads :p

Ja-Na~