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FIRST CHAPTER: THE DATING GAME
Rules of the SWA Dating Game.
- First person to have proof that so-called pair kissed, or revealed feelings will win the bet.
- If two or more people bet on the same pair and win, must divide the money.
- No cheating, such as sabotage.
- Losers lose their money.
Hitsugaya scoffed as he read the rules, written crudely in Yachiru's handwriting, promptly crumpling and throwing the index card on the ground. "Stupid game..." He glared down at the rule card, hands behind his head. It's not like he was in the game, right?
Why did he have to get dragged on the earth then? He glared at Matsumoto. "Matusmoto, why am I here? And why are we hiding behind a bush?" He peeked. They were in Karakura Park. It was bad enough that Yamamoto-dono now allowed full access here and from Seretei, because of that terrible game. I mean, why bet on people's love lives?
At least no one bet on him.
"You can help me win that game!" She pressed her hands in anticipation, rubbing them together schemingly. "You know how much Kuchiki-taichou bet?"
"Yeah, yeah." He wasn't really in a good mood today, he was pretty tired. Staying up all night listening to Matsumoto's plan to get Kurosaki and Inoue together was just too troublesome. "Just... don't do anything that would get me in trouble, again." He grumbled, leaning on a large rock that was closest to him. At least he could get some sleep.
Matsumoto put a hand in front of her and gestured it up and down. "Sure, sure- oh!" She peered out of the bush. "It's - It's Orihime-chan!" She squealed, looking out to see Orihime and a person next to her, both in school uniform. She couldn't see the head, a tree was blocking. "...and I think she's with Ichigo! Time for A!"
Hitsugaya merely rolled his eyes. "Che." He watched as her 'plan' unfolded.
"Orihimeee-chan!" She jumped out of the bush, almost immediately falling flat on her chest. "Itai..." She groaned as she got up, in tremendous pain. "Stupid gigai." She muttered, dusting her obnoxiously short skirt, as Hitsugaya-taichou thinks of it. Matsumoto then fainted, as if it was part of a plan.
It was. It was part of so-called 'PLAN A'.
This way, Ichigo and Orihime will spend time together, walking me to Urahara's, or the Kurosaki Clinic, she thought evilly, closing her eyes. It's bound to work, for sure! Nothing can go wrong.
Those are usually the last words a person says before something does go wrong.
"Oh, Matsumoto-san! Are you alright?" Orihime cupped her hands over her mouth and gasped, running up to the lady. "Matsumoto-san!" Matsumoto was 'out cold'. Orihime couldn't see her smirk underneath the mess of orange hair.
"Ishida-kun, could you help me carry her to your father's hospital?" Orihime said, lugging Matsumoto onto her. "I don't think I can carry her there myself."
Neh? Ishida? Matsumoto thought. She swore it was Ichigo.
Ishida looked at her, a glint in his glasses. "Ah, sure, Inoue-san." He pushed his glasses up. "Anything for you," Realizing what he said, he turned away in embarrassment. "Ehh..."
Lucky for him, he didn't see Orihime turn bright pink as he faced away from her. They were having a happy 'moment'. Hitsugaya snickered as Matsumoto's plan withered away.
Some help he was to his vice captain.
Matsumoto, on the other hand, thought that it was not a happy moment, watching dreadfully as the pair blushed her money away. Well, she really didn't bet a lot, but she did not want to see Byakuya win his money back. Money which was less than one percent of his wealth. She didn't mind Yamamoto, though.
She also didn't want to see Hisagi and Hinamori win this game. They were already satisfied, right? Right?
It was time for PLAN B.
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Matsumoto immediately jumped up and released herself from their hold. Orihime and Ishida looked at her carefully.
"Are you sure, Rangiku-san?" Ishida pushed his glasses up again. They had a thing for falling off his nose. "My father has some great medicine that will get you goi-"
"I'm fine, I don't need some medicine." Matsumoto shunned his suggestion completely, then turning her attention to Orihime. "Say, Orihime, why don't we pay a visit to Ichigo, huh?" She winked at the confused girl, putting an arm around her, then whispering something in her ear.
"I'm sure he'll be glad if you come to visit."
Orihime turned red, blinked, then shook her head vigorously. "Ne? Matsumoto, we can't do that!" She told the woman.
Matsumoto looked at her. "And why not?"
"Kurosaki-kun just left to Seretei to visit Rukia-san!" She told her.
PLAN A and PLAN B: Failed.
Meanwhile back at Seretei...
Byakuya glanced out the window as he walked down the hall. "Hm, I smell failure." He told himself as he walked up to Rukia.
"Rukia."
Rukia spun around, utterly surprised that her 'nii-sama' had visited her office. How many times has that happened? In reality, pretty much once. Twice, including now. Heck, he hasn't even really looked at her either.
"Byakuya nii-sama!" She said in shock. "Wh- What are you doing here?" She bowed to him. He didn't notice.
Byakuya glanced around her empty office, aside from them, and plainly spoke, "I hear Kurosaki is coming here today." He shifted, hands holding onto something.
"Ne? He is?" Rukia said, turning to look at the calendar behind her. "He should have school... Baka. Skipping school just to go here."
"He came for you." Byakuya stated, not moving a single muscle as he looked at her.
Tha-thump.
Tha-thump.
"Oh." Was her 'excited' answer as she shrugged. Her inner self was jumping in joy though. "I'll go outside now." She muttered unrespectively to her brother, soon turning back to apologize. Byakuya gave a slight nod, as a sign that he 'forgave' her rudeness. He had a bet to win anyways.
"Rukia." He stood.
"Yes, Byakuya nii-sama?" She turned to face him.
"When you go visit Kurosaki, read this to him." Byakuya tossed a slightly crumpled piece of paper.
Rukia nodded, and ran from her brother, her face as red as a strawberry, coincidentally of course.
"Oi! Ichigo!" Rukia shouted at the bright-haired boy, waving at him. "Ichigo!"
"Oh, Rukia! There you are!" Ichigo ran up to her, hands stuffed into his shinigami robe. "What's up?" he said.
"Neh? What did you mean? Didn't you come here to visit m- visit?" She said, leaving out the 'me' part, it embarrassed her. Ichigo looked at her confusedly.
"Didn't you tell me to come here?" Ichigo asked. "I mean, you sent me a letter with crude drawings-"
He received a kick on his head promptly. Rukia sighed in satisfaction. "Hmph."
"Geez, that hurt. All I said was 'crude drawings-'" He rubbed his head as he got up on his two feet. Rukia glared at him ominously as she punched him on the head. "Sh- shut up!" she stuttered.
"Baka! Let me finish!" He got up once more and slightly shoved her. She stopped and crossed her arms at him, as a sign for him to continue. "Anyways," Ichigo continued. "You sent me a letter with those- err- you sent me a letter, and told me you wanted me to visit... you." He said.
If you looked closely, you could see a faint line of pink on his cheeks.
"I didn't." Rukia calmly told him. Ichigo looked at her quizzically.
"Eh? Are you sure?" He peered into her eyes.
"Yep." She grinned into his face.
"Really?" He was surprised, Rukia could tell. She watched as he stepped back and pulled a paper out of his pocket. "I mean, really. These crude pictures can only come from you."
Bonk.
Slap.
Pain.
"Ita!" Ichigo wanted to wring her neck as he got up from his torture. Rukia smirked. "It's what you get." She pulled onto the tips of her hair.
"Oh!" Rukia pulled out the piece of paper that Byakuya gave her and read it aloud. "Ichigo... 'I'll of yew.'" She said, confused to what she had just spoken.
Ichigo looked at her weird. "Eh? Oh yeah! 'Isle of view two'." he said in reply.
They stood in silence.
One second.
Two second.
"What the hell?!" They said. "What the hell does this mean?" They looked at each other, then pulled out the pieces of of paper they had. After realizing they both had pieces of paper...
"Hey, where did you get that?" Rukia pointed to his piece of paper.
"From your letter. You?" Ichigo looked at her paper.
"Byakuya nii-sama."
"That makes no sense. Why would he give you something that you don't understand?" Ichigo grabbed the piece of paper and re-read it. Yeah, it really was, 'I'll of yew'.
"Nii-sama has his ways! It must be a noble family thing that I don't know about!" Rukia figured. Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Baka." Oh well.
They'll just shrug it of for now.
"Well," Rukia looked around. "What now?"
"Hm..." Ichigo thought about it. "We could go to Zaraki's office and tease Ikkaku about his head!" He suggested, springing up.
"What are we waiting for? Let's go!"
"So, did I win?" Byakuya asked Nanao as they both watched Rukia take Ichigo by his arm and off they went to the Eleventh Division. Nanao shook her head.
"Nope."
"And may I ask why?" He sternly questioned.
"You made them read a script." Nanao replied quickly. "... And that's cheating, Kuchiki-taichou." She cracked a small smile.
"Hn."
Byakuya's script: Fail.
Dear Kurosaki Ichigo,
I, Kuchiki Rukia, am asking you to come visit Seretei and see me. When you see me, say 'Isle of view two.'
Sincerely,
Captai, no, Kuchiki Bya- Rukia.
For your info, if you read 'I'll of yew' and 'Isle of view two', it reads 'I love you' and 'I love you too'. Just so you won't get confused.
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