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Alright, here's chapter 10.
Chapter 10: A series of unfortunate events
Date: December 22, 1941
Five days later.
9:19 am.
19 minutes late for work.
I sat up yawning and stretching my arms in tiredness as I looked around the huge tent, seeing my two buds still sleeping. Even though I didn't want to get up today, it's just another usual shitty day with the demon and her bitch side again.
Is she moody or what? First she was mean when I first met her, then nice after the soccer tournament with the other squads in the camp and then mean all over again... WHAT'S UP WITH THAT?
Yesterday, she yelled at me because I was just being goofy and having fun with the other soldiers in our squad. We were just making fun of Ashido on how he would react if I pretended to be gay. Oh hell, it was really funny.
If we were to go with that plan, I would sit in his lap, twirl his maroon locks and say in a seductive tone: "Ashido-kun~ you're sooooo sexy... I feel so turned on right now that I might have orgasms every time I see you... MMMMMM. You should leave an extra space in your bed because that's where I am going to be every night~"
I think she has issues... seriously.
*Sigh* If only she wasn't that brutal, I would've liked her more… I think… well actually… it just makes her sexier in my terminology… *smiles*
I lazily rolled off my relief bed, letting the sheets to lie gently on the bed as I progressively rolled onto the ground, revealing my half naked toned muscular body and black boxers.
I ran a hand through my messy bed head orange locks as I stood up slowly and grabbed my pants off the extra bed above mine which used to belong to my really old friend.
His name is Chad or Sado Yatsuora, my best buddy in the whole entire world. We have been friends since fifth grade; we would always stay by each other's side no matter what. He would have my back and I would have his. That time back in ninth grade was the hardest since people jumped at me for the colour of my hair and I was a loner too. Chad although, didn't care. He wanted to protect me as I wanted to protect him too. We vowed and promised each other we would. But that day... I couldn't protect him... I just couldn't...
Before the attack on Pearl Harbor, Chad showed me the plane he was being occupied and assigned to for the rest of the war. I was amazed by how it looked like in close up since I only seen them soaring high up in the skies. It was really cool looking how it had a huge propeller, two seats for a driver and a machine gun shooter and those big expanding wings. It was beige in colour and had our Japanese target symbols on the back wing of the plane.
I wished him good luck as he gave me one of his famous thumbs up before he took off the massively long airline. I couldn't help but to smile at my departure friend, he was risking his life for the country as I am.
At 7:55 a.m. on December 7, 1941 our heavily equipped bomb planes flew over the island of Oahu. The Americans had already spotted our planes on their radar but greatly ignored the situation as they did not know what was in store for them. They had thought that our planes were their home coming planes, the B-17. One of our somewhat fully trained pilots dived for the USS Arizona in the nearby shore at full speed and crashed into the deck of the ship, causing the ship to explode as hundreds of Americans started to scream and run at the sudden loud fiery explosion. We fully know that there were bombs and chemicals in those warships and decided to target them instead of dropping it in the cities.
The U.S military, immediately tried to gather all of its remaining, disarmed military artillery to stop our planes from damaging the 3 on duty warships any further. The machine gun below fire at our planes as the back shooters and pilots tried their best to dodge the bullets by swerving side by side.
I watch intensively at Chad's plane, I was worried about him. I didn't want him to die because of our stupid tactical way of forcing the U.S to give us our demanding supplies since we rely on them for oil and rubber. They are the main source of the merchandises. We are also trying to create time to invade the south eastern Asia because if we disrupt the U.S, they needed time to recover, which gives us that time to take over lands and look for other resources that can be found underground.
Here we are at Oahu Island, bombing the U.S warships and killing the Americans. Even though during throughout the entire European war they avoided it and were considered as a neutral state. We're attacking them and we haven't even declared war on them yet!
I snapped out of my thoughts and concentrated back at Chad's plane. Suddenly, the back of the plane started to smoke up black substances, polluting the air with gasoline. I stared in horror as the plane started to spin out of control and heading towards the deadly waters. I couldn't bear the pain of losing my friend to a stupid undeclared war, especially him himself; dying or injured in the cockpit. A tear started to wound up in my eye as Chad's plane progressively dove down to the USS Utah and to his death.
I shut my eyes tightly and looked way as Chad's plane exploded on the USS Utah. A tear ran down my face as I fell onto my knees and dropped my head down so my bangs covered my eyes. I didn't want anyone seeing me cry because it just creates weakness and grieve. I should've been on that passenger seat, shooting at the machine gunners to prevent the crash from happening, I should've been the one driving that plane, not Chad.
What I thought that day was for me to die instead of Chad; he was just a normal guy until I dragged him into my horrid life. My pain, my suffering, my sadness… he feels all of that!
I didn't want him to feel the pain that I feel but instead he wanted to lift that weight for me because he felt that I was too young to feel and take that burden of the self-hatred and hurt feelings.
I wanted him to live a good, happy life instead being involved in my life, but he took a risk of it. He gave away his own life for mine and risked his happiness for mine. I couldn't find anyone as special as Chad. The most trust worthy and loyal.
The memory of Chad made my tear ducts to form unshed tears as I wiped it away with my forearm. That's just how special he is to me.
Wistfully putting my pants on, I suddenly heard someone yelling and running.
Rukia walks into the tent with a pissed off look on her face.
"WAKE UP KUROSAKI!" She yelled. "YOU ARE LATE FOR-"
She stopped yelling as she stood there with a shocking/surprise look on her face, looking down at my lower area, up to my chest and back to my face.
I cocked my head at her as she suddenly turns bright red and turned away from me, not noticing the hint of sadness on my face.
"I-I'll be over at the s-squad barracks if you n-need me…." She stuttered as she walked out of the tent.
"Uhhh… okay…" I said a bit sadly to myself.
I brushed off the memory and what just happened a few moments ago and continued to get dressed.
I look down on the floor to find my tank top lying somewhere and gazed at Renji who was sleeping on the floor peeking with his one eye, looking at me with a smile plastered on his face. My sadness suddenly went away and in return, I got a 'what the fuck' feeling.
"Heh heh heh, showing off your so-called 'sexy, toned' body huh Ichi?"
I narrowed my eyes at him as I jerked my head away from him.
"It's not my fault; she came in when I started changing." I said looking at him with the corner of my eye. "I really don't think it's a big deal."
I scoffed as I spotted the tank top, bending down to grab it off the floor and putting it over my head.
"Haha, yeah, sure," Renji smirked as he put his arms behind his pillow. "I bet you're waking up late on purpose since you are secretly attracted to her."
"What? No!" I said grabbing the jacket off my bed and slipping it on. "This is just coincidental."
Renji rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure Ichigo."
Asshole…
"Why are you two so loud in the morning?" Hitsugaya asked sleepily, having his back facing both of us.
"Because," Renji said now lying on his side, having his left elbow on the ground and his hand implanted into his face. "Rukia walked in on Ichigo in his boxers. I bet he's just waiting for her to come since he's late for work." He snickered.
"…..Wow." Hitsugaya yawned in an uncaring tone.
I rolled my eyes in annoyance since Renji has been bullshitting about everything that happens to me in camp. I hate people who are like that (ahem) Renji (cough)
Why am I even friends with him again?
"Were you awake when it happened?" Renji asked Hitsugaya.
The silver hair man shrugged as he pulled the blanket with his right hand from his shoulder to his neck and laid there silently for a minute.
"Thanks for ignoring." Renji said lying on his back again, crossing his arms.
"You're welcome!" Hitsugaya replied in a sarcastic cheerful voice.
. . .
"…. How long have you been awake Renji?" I asked, raising my eyebrow at him.
He looked up at me as he sat up and grabbed the blanket that was just covering his legs and brought it up to his chest as he lay back down again.
"Ever since you got up."
I groaned in embarrassment since I know Renji would blackmail me whenever he wants something from me.
Last time, he took a really embarrassing picture of me last Christmas when I was totally drunk and pretended to air bang some guys as a joke. He wanted me to be his 'slave' for a week or else he'd expose that picture to everyone; including my boss.
The thing about Renji is that he is really goofy but funny. But at times, he would be slightly serious. BUT, the only time he is serious is when we are working or when we are fighting in the battlefield and nowhere else… which is stupid.
Sometimes I just want to kick his face so hard that he couldn't smile that goofy grin anymore.
Hitsugaya turned his body around to look at me.
"Are you going or what?" He asked rhetorically.
"Obviously." I said in a matter of fact tone.
"You better get going." He said lifting his left arm up to look at his watch. "It's 9:46."
I jerked my head to look at him quickly.
"SHIT!" I yelled as I scrambled around the room to find my shoes and socks.
"Way to go…" Renji said sarcastically.
Hitsugaya rolled his eyes and mumbled 'Moron'. He closed his eyes, trying to go back to sleep.
"Shut up…" I responded as I hurdled over my bastard friend.
I grabbed my shoes and socks that were sitting in the corner of the tent and put them on as quickly as I can. I bolted out of the tent and ran towards my squad, leaving Renji laughing, Hitsugaya annoyed by Renji's laugh and attempted to go back to sleep.
Rukia's POV
I walked in Ichigo's tent pissed off, he was late for work and I hate people who are always late.
Then suddenly I stopped in the tent, seeing Ichigo half-naked with only his boxers on. I couldn't help but to stare at his muscular chest and abdomen. I might have gazed down at his lower area... you know what I'm talking about right?
I feel that it turns me on for some reason and it's too much for my liking. It sends tingles down my spine and makes me shiver to even think about it!
If I had an opportunity to jump him and touch every square inch of him when Renji's not awake, I'd definitely would!
I noticed that Renji was peeking, since he made it so obvious. At first, I didn't know he was pretending to sleep; it was pretty convincing. But in the process when I had a shocking look on my face, he smiled slightly and when my face turned bright red, he grinned. NO ONE SLEEPS SMILING, LEAVE ALONE GRINNING! and if they do, they're creepy or… just pretending to sleep.
I could feel my cheeks heat up to the max, even I could feel the cool wind breezing on my face when I was in there.
Three words: Fuck. My. Life.
5 days ago when I saw Ichigo doing the backflip and kicking that soccer ball in the net successfully, I adored him immediately and it's messed up... really messed up! And I kind of noticed his (ahem) boner… and it's weird because I never like-like guys. I only hang out with them and that's about it… basically…
I think I'm falling for him for some reason, it's like love at first sight. But sadly, I don't believe in that crap.
All I have to say is that Ichigo+Sports+Abs+Sweat = A holy crap dreamy godly hot Ichigo.
When he came to the gym, I had to act nice because there was a security camera at the very far left corner that was watching my every move. The possibility of my brother spying and no less of the Americans is a high likely of a chance. Apparently, the camera transmits to the satellite so I bet this goes international on the security screens.
I have to be really careful… especially when they're watching your every move. Who knows what the Americans would do other than bombing us which what Ichigo had described the other week.
I sighed in boredom as I stood in front of my squad, looking at the rows of soldiers standing up straight, not giving me eye contact and facial expressions. They look stoned. Seriously.
"Miss Kuchiki, madam." A brown hair soldier with a deep voice called.
"Yes soldier?" I raised my eyebrow at him.
"May we commence our practice without Kurosaki?"
I nodded as the group of soldiers ran down the hill excitedly to get into a single file line for the new made obstacle course that was done constructing a few days ago. The obstacle course looked like the authentic dug in trenches, which is what the battlefield looks like anyway…
We needed to train our soldiers some certain skills so that our casualties would lessen. We are teaching them hand to hand combat so they could knock opponents out cold and then kill them, we are also training them to find good spots to hide in through the houses and shell holes. When hiding in shell holes, soldiers can pretend to act dead and shoot the opponent when their back is turned on them.
I crossed my arms, watching each individual soldier going through different kinds of obstacle courses such as barb wires; how to avoid it and get you out of the wires quickly without getting injured. There are planted fake mines that would make beeping sounds when stepped on, so then soldiers would be more aware of the presence the mines and how it would look like when it is planted on the ground. There are also dummies made out of sandbags where soldiers can practice using the butt of their shot gun and attack with efficiency.
Suddenly I heard faint heavy footsteps from running and someone panting in a small distance; I didn't bother to turn around since I already know who it was.
Still keeping watch of the soldiers, a certain carrot top appears beside me, panting hard.
He bended over so his head is at my eye level and his hands on his knees.
"Sorry… that I'm… late." He said through breaths.
I turned my head to the right and narrowed my eyes at him.
"Kurosaki, you're an hour late. What the hell's wrong with you?" I asked coldly.
He panted and then straighten himself up before responding. "I-I…. I.. well, you… already know."
The mental picture of him naked rushed through my mind as I started to blush furiously. I turned my head away from him to hide it.
"Well," I said crossing my arms. "You should've been here earlier and that wouldn't have happe-"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I abandoned the mental picture as I jerked my head to the sudden yelling; I looked at the barb wire course and saw a soldier caught in the wires. His whole entire leg was completely caught in the wire with his flesh carved and torn; the wire had jabbed into his leg and was tangled with the other wires. He was bleeding out like a river and I have to save him immediately.
My eyes widen as I ran down the hill as quickly as I could and ran around the field to the back of the obstacle course to get to the soldier.
"Soldier! Take your jacket off!" I instructed as I knelt beside him seeing him in a lying on back form.
The soldier quickly took off the jacket and fumbled with it as I jerked it away from him, wrapping it into a ball and held it onto his wound.
"KUROSAKI! GET MEDICAL HELP!" I yelled as loud as I could at him so he could hear me clearly.
He nodded as he ran to the white building.
"HURRY KUROSAKI!"
The soldier below me panted and grunted in pain, lifting his head weakly to gaze at his large wound.
I stared at him in worry.
You idiot, I told you to be careful the day you came here, and we had practiced this twice now!
I slowly and gradually put more pressure onto his wound as he grunted and clenched his teeth, throwing his head back onto the ground.
"Soldier, I told you to be careful, weren't you listening? How the hell did this happen?" I yelled at his face.
He responded by nodding and grunting, he was trying his best to respond to my question, I felt warm blood on my hand as I jerked my head to look at the jacket which was getting soaked.
I clenched my teeth in worry as he was bleeding so much he could die right on the spot. This is not supposed to happen in a training camp!
Where the hell are you Kurosaki! Hurry up! Unohana's office is just beside the white building! Like shit, hurry the fuck up you damn orange-carrot-top-fat-ass fool.
"RUKIA!" Ichigo yelled as I jerked my head up to see him.
Right in front of Ichigo, Unohana the medical nurse who was running ahead, ran down the hill with a stretcher above her head.
"Finally!" I yelled as the black braided hair woman quickly threw the stretcher behind me and knelt beside me. She used the pliers that was in her hands and cut the wire in half, leaving a long wire stuck in his leg. Suddenly, Ichigo stood beside me, staring at the soldier's wound.
"Argh…" The soldier moaned in agony.
"Pull him out." Unohana instructed.
Ichigo and I listened to Unohana's orders and quickly grabbed each arm, we started to walk backwards slowly, dragging him out as Unohana carefully lifted the tangled wires off so the cut wire does not scrape his wounds any further. My arm brushed against his as my cheeks turned a shade of pink. I shook my head to forget about it and tried hard to focus back on the task at hand.
Once he was out completely, Unohana quickly grabbed the stretcher and placed it vertically on the ground as we backed up onto the stretcher and laid him on it.
The soldier kept groaning in pain as he was trying hard not to make the scene even bigger than it already is. The main reason why he refused to cry is because of Kuchiki, Rukia. He thought that it just makes him unmanly and it damages his reputation.
Then another of Unohana's assistant appears before us with a medical kit.
"Unohana-san!" Isane came as she threw the kit on the side of the stretcher.
The white bandage that was on top of the kit fell off the stretcher from the throwing force and rolled away to the dummies obstacle course.
"Isane, I need you to grab the front end of the stretcher where his feet are and retreat to the medical room." Unohana said as she bent down to grab the stretcher handles.
"Alright." The tall silver short hair woman replied as she grabbed the stretcher handles and heaved it up at the same time as Unohana.
Without saying a word more, they left the scene with Ichigo, the other soldiers, and I, staring in awe.
As I was about to leave to talk with the soldiers and lecture them once again about the safety, I took a step and my leg suddenly slipped on the wet mud. As I tried to regain my balance, my leg slashed against the barb wire horizontally. I winced in pain and let out a grunt as blood started running down my leg. I grabbed my leg with my hands to try to ease the pain.
"Rukia, you okay?" Ichigo asked as he knelt down to look at my leg.
"Agh, yes… I'm fine." I replied between my clenched teeth, watching the blood run down from my calves to my ankles.
Ichigo stood up and looked around furiously for any medical supplies that would stop me from bleeding. He remembered Isane bringing a medical kit to the scene. He jerked his head to look behind him and saw the rolled bandage over by the sandbagged dummies.
He quickly ran to the dummies course and saw the bandage that was under a wooden stake. In one swift move, he snatched the bandage and ran back to me.
He knelt down to examine my right leg. "Move your hands." He said gently.
I moved my hands reluctantly as he unraveled the first end of the bandage and started to wrap it around my leg as quick as he could.
"That was clumsy of you." He said teasingly.
I scoffed as I looked down at his bright orange hair.
"Shut up Kurosaki…"
I slowly started to forget about the pain since Ichigo here is teasing me and it pisses me off.
He smiled as he kept wrapping it around.
"Hah, well commander," He glanced up. "You're not so invincible after all."
I frowned at him and crossed my arms. "Since when was I called 'Invincible'?" I said narrowing my eyes at him.
"Since the day I met you." He said raveling half the bandage around my leg.
I raised an eyebrow at him as he smiled beneath his long bangs.
"Right…"
"It's true." He assured as he was done raveling three-quarters of the bandage.
"I don't believe you, liar."
"Your loss." He shrugged as he tied the knot on the bandage.
"There, all done." He said getting back up.
I looked at the bloody bandage in awe, not knowing that Ichigo also had a soft side too. Even though he's a bastard, he has this instinct to be concerned and soft in situations where people would be injured or hurt. Relaizing that, I started to fumble with my fingers a bit and not giving him any eye contact.
"Thanks…" I said quietly.
"Welcome." He said gladly.
. . .
. . .
. . .
"Do you um.." He said nervously. "Need help getting back to your house?"
I looked back up at him, seeing a nervous look on his face.
"Uhm, no… it's okay-"
"No, really, I'll help you." He offered.
"No, seriously, I can handle this mysel-"
I stopped talking as he turns around so he crouched down with his back facing me.
"Get on my back." He said turning his head back to look at me.
I blinked. I didn't know whether or not to get on his back. If I get onto his back, I don't have to endure the pain of walking. If I just walk back by myself, I wouldn't look like a damsel in distress kind of thing.
I think I should walk. I seriously can do this by myself; I don't need someone to support me while I'm hurt. I don't need anyone's help.
"No… it's fine." I refused gently so I won't hurt his feelings or anything.
"C'mon Kuchiki." He said persistently.
I crossed my arms and refused his offer again. "No."
He narrowed his eyes at me; he was getting pissed. He got up and stood in front of me, studying my face inch by inch as I stared at him in confusion.
Why the hell are you staring at me like that? It's awkward!
Suddenly he stepped behind me and grabbed my waist as I squealed and lifted me into a football hold.
"Ichigo! Let me down!" I demanded, holding onto his supporting arm so I won't fall and split my head in half.
"Relax," He paused without a hint of struggle of carrying me. "I'm bringing you back to your house."
He started to walk up the hill as I laid there wondering how he could carry me like that with no problem when I weigh 72 pounds. He carries me like I'm a feather to him… he's so strong.
He continually walked up the hill slowly as I had an opportunity to study his physical features. He had a fine, smooth jawline, kissable lips that had a manly rough texture to it and his bright auburn eyes is like a reflection of a sun.
Little did I know that he was walking incredibly slow and was trying to smell my natural scent without me noticing. All Ichigo could smell was a sweet light scent of lavender and vanilla that was addicting to him. He couldn't help but to take in another huge breath to smell the incredible scent he loved. He started to walk faster because If Byakuya was out for a walk just to see his little sister being carried football style by her vice commander, he'd kill him.
As I took a deep breath just to sigh in embarrassment, all I smelt was a spicy cinnamon kind of smell, it was faint but it's so… intoxicating. I looked around to find the source of the scent but nowhere in sight has a scent like that. I leaned my head closer to Ichigo's abdomen and smelled him. It was the same smell that was really intoxicating, especially coming from Ichigo.
Okay, doing that is just... awks.
After being distracted by his intoxicating scent, I looked up at him once again, to see that he was staring at me, studying my physical features. I think my body is pretty decent since I'm petite and my mound size is average and not overly huge and I have a curvy figure. Our eyes met as he quickly looked away to hide his slightly pink cheeks when I caught his stare.
The whole 12 minute trip from our squad to my apartment in the camp was very silent and awkward. For Ichigo, his mind was running off with dirty thoughts. So badly he wanted to touch her legs since his arm is just above her hip. It's difficult enough for him to think about it, let alone touching her. He didn't want to scare her away, so he refrained himself. He hopes that she doesn't turn her head to look at his lower area because surely, he could feel it rubbing against his pants.
We reached to the brown front door of my white apartment as Ichigo let me down gently. He stood across from me as I looked deeply into his auburn eyes for a while.
"Thanks for bringing me home." I said looking down at my linked hands.
He stuffs his hands in his jacket. "No problem."
"I umm… don't know how to thank you…" I said softly, shifting my foot nervously.
"You can thank me with this…"
He lifted my chin with his index finger and pulled me close having his right hand on my lower back, pressing me against his body. His left hand gently twirled my hair and stared at my eyes intensely as I started to blush furiously, I held onto his triceps as he slowly leaned closer to my face.
Oh my god oh my god oh my god, is this really happening? A real kiss? my heart is pounding so hard I can practically hear it! This is a new experience for me and I don't really know how I feel right now. It's a mixture of excitement and passion and it's driving me nuts!
"I wanna try this once okay?" He said looking at my lips. "I have never done this before and…" he said taking a shaky breath. "a-and… to tell you the truth… when I first saw you, I-I fell in love with you."
My eyes widen in surprise as he looked into my eyes in worry that I would refuse to kiss him, run away from him and possibly not talk to him ever again. I could tell it in his eyes, I can read his emotions and what he needs like an open book.
I smiled at him. "Well Ichigo, to be honest… I think I feel the same way."
He looked at me in surprise since he figured that I was supposed to be the bitchiest woman he'd ever met and my attitude towards him was nothing but hatred. But recently after the incident this half an hour ago, I started to develop some "feelings", but he never realized that I had to act like a complete bitch just to satisfy my brother's commander requirements.
He smiled as he gently grabbed my face with his left hand and leaned in, tilting his head to the right. I closed my eyes as I felt his lips brush against mine. He closed his eyes and hesitated for a second, and then our lips collided.
I couldn't believe it, after weeks of meeting each other; we had secretly fallen for each other. I was a little unsure about this, but I decided to live my life and go for it. We only live once in a lifetime right?
Instinctively he traced my lips with the tip of his tongue in desire as I opened my mouth for him to slip his tongue in. He sank his hands through my hair, tilting my head for a better access to my mouth.
I accidentally moaned in his mouth as he took it the wrong way. He pressed me more against him as his right hand traveled from my back and gradually went down to my ass. I gasped as he groped it, something inside me unfurled, bloomed, awakened; It was a feeling of desire and hunger for him.
Ichigo started to deepen the kiss as I started to grab a fist full of his orange locks and messed around with them. He pushed me back onto the wall beside the door. Suddenly without me knowing, I lifted my leg up as he grabbed it and got in between my legs. He started grinding on me roughly as my hands traveled down from his head to his shoulder and dig my nails in gently. His hands wandered around my chest, groping my mounds as I pushed myself closer to him.
He suddenly pulled back as we were both breathless, gasping for air. He let go of me as he backed away a few inches. I stared in confusion as to why is he backing up all of a sudden, I didn't want him to stop at all.
"I'm so sorry Rukia!" He panicked. "I got carried away!"
So badly I really want to continue but unfortunately, there was Ashido in the house sleeping and I don't want cause a scene. It would be much worse if it was Byakuya.
"It's okay," I said opening the door and going inside my house. "It was great, thank you Ichigo." I said shutting the door, leaving him outside.
I jumped onto the couch and lay there silently, staring at the white blank ceiling. I sighed heavily, trying to cool down from the burning sensation.
I think I'm falling for Kurosaki, Ichigo.
A/n: sheesh I should read more books… it will improve my writing. Usually I don't read books so that's why my writing isn't as great as most fanfic authors on here so… I should be borrowing books more often…
Apparently, real writers don't even put as much details as we do… so I'm gonna try their tactic ways and see how that's gonna turn out… Just hope it doesn't turn out bad S:
As lazy as most people are, usually we just read a fanfics and not bother to review, so I'm not gonna pester you guys to review.
But my sister is pestering me to only update depending on the amount of reviews so… I dunno, we'll see.
Her criticisms is brutal much? I asked her how was this story going for her and she replied "You just inserted ugly in my brain. Even other people's fanfictions are better than your ugly one." and whenever I asked her what should I do next for the plot line, her only reply was "Here's a tip, don't be a writer. You suck ass."
Isn't my sister kind? ^ (n)
I kind of took note about me and these perverted thoughts for Ichigo, I have a feeling the rating is going to change, I'm not sure. Just to be clear, I can add so much detail to those "lemon" scenes since I read rated M fanfictions most of the time… But if you want it to be kept as rated T, I'll try my best to keep it that way :$
Alright, thanks guys for reading this hell of a long chapter.