The vibrant haired teenager looked over at the albino, quirking a brow. "What do you mean she won't take it very well?"
"You'll just have to wait,"
The lightly tanned teen's eyes narrowed slightly. "Shouldn't I at least know what to be in store for?"
"No," the albino chuckled deeply, sitting up and bringing his shoulders up with a wide grin, "you'll just have to wait and see."
Auburn eyes slightly widened, now fearing what the duplicate was planning in his demented mind, fearing that it was going to be something he wasn't going to like. Fidgeting a bit, as he twitched, staring at the wide, white-toothed, smile.
"I have a feeling I'm not gonna take it well either," he muttered, his brown eyes glued on the wooden flooring at his socked feet.
"Awe, King..." Hichigo cackled warmly, "have I ever given you a reason to not trust me?"
"I can name off maybe a few lists,"
"I'm hurt,"
XXXX
The sun's bright beams peeked through the slightly open green curtains, window new and shiny, indicating that either Yuzu or his father had changed the window once again. He silently prayed that his insane father wouldn't burst through the door once again and break the new glass.
"Mmm...too early," a familiar, disoriented voice whined, Ichigo's eyes darting to his right and down on the mattress to see the Hollow laying there, curled up and holding onto the blanket with grabby alabaster hands' fingers, "turn off the light..."
The orange haired teen couldn't hold back his chuckle, lifting his left hand up and covering his mouth, muffling the laugh as snow white bangs hung in Hichigo's innocent looking features, his thin brows twitching slightly, then relaxed.
"Ichi...turn off the light..." the form mumbled turning to the side, his face in clear view for the lightly tanned teenger. "...it's too bright."
"Hichigo, that's the sun," he chuckled.
Golden-black eyes fluttered open, halfway opened and hazed with sleep as he blinked them a couple times to rid the sleep from his eyes as the colors orange, peach, white, brown, and beige came to take shape and form, forming the one person he knew better than anyone.
"Ichigo?"
"Looks like 'Ichi' went out of style," Ichigo laughed, causing Hichigo to swiftly look away with a soft blush tinting his pale features.
"W-what are you talking about? I didn't call you that." the Hollow denied, making Ichigo smile warmly down on the snow white hair colored duplicate. "Y-you must be imagining things."
"Sure I am," he grinned, "now can you tell me your plan for my break-up with Orihime?"
"I guess I may as well...first...you need to get to school, then when you met up with Orihime, tell her that you want her to meet someone, which's me...of course, and that's all I can tell you right now." He lifted one of his hands, pointing at the alarm clock, showing that it was eight-twenty. "You better hurry up, otherwise you'll be late."
Ichigo's eyes followed the finger, causing them to widen once he noticed what time it was, with a yell of, "Crap!", he leapt off the bed, stripping out of his old uniform and throwing on a new one with a idiotically grinning Hichigo watching.