Starr: I am a horrible terrible person.

Emi: Yes, Yes you are.

Starr: I am SOOOOOO sorry!

Emi: Hmph…

Starr: I have been so overloaded with work and everything, whenever I try to write something comes up!

Emi: Excuses, Excuses…

Starr: I own nothing. Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo.

Well without further ado….

Emi hoped and she prayed that she'd never have to see him again. But life couldn't be that easy, oh no he was at school every day. Now, Emi could handle the others; Matsumoto-san hung around Orihime a lot so she got to know her relatively fast. Madarame-san was… harder to get along with, but still not as bad as him. Abarai-san was like another Ichigo. Ayasegawa-san was conceited and a little rude, but he was fabulous. Kuchiki-san loved messing with Ichigo as much as Emi did, and that could never be a bad thing.

"Listen up!" the eyes of all the students turned to Ochi-sensei. "You're going to do a group project. You will be working in pairs, I will choose your partners, I will give each pair a subject, and you can use whatever you want to explain." She explained plainly. "Now! The first pair is Kurosaki-san and Kuchiki-san." Ochi-sensei went on like that until there were only two people who hadn't been called on yet.

So the leaves me and— no, no, no, no, NO!

"And last but certainly not least, Akiyama-san and Hitsugaya-san." Emi's head slammed into her desk harshly, and Toshiro's glare only got colder.

Ochi-sensei handed each student an envelope holding their subject and promptly dismissed them.

After school was over the various pairs were getting together to talk about their projects, except for one. "Hey, wait up!" Emi shouted, running after Toshiro; he ignored her. "I'm going to enjoy this just as much as you are, so why don't we get this over with and just talk." The white haired boy stopped, Emi slowed down to a walk and went up to him. She received a "Fine" as well as an icy scowl.

"How 'bout we meet up after school tomorrow, we can work on it at my house." Emi offered reluctantly. She got another 'Fine' and glare and did her best to ignore his attitude, but it is so very hard to concentrate when you have an overwhelming desire to kiss— KICK someone.

**BLACK ICE**

Romeo & Juliet.

Emi reread the paper from the envelope.

The most cliché love story of all times. Oh joy…

Starr: It's short probably a bit sucky and cliffy BUT I put a chapter out! Isn't that worth something?

Emi: Nope.

Starr: But—

Emi: No.

Starr: Oh come o—

Emi: Na-da.

Starr: ….. Okay well your reviews will always be appreciated so don't be afraid to leave one!

Emi: Not like you deserve it -_-

Starr: Hey—

Emi: IT MEANT NOTHING!