Yet another chapter. Still enjoying this story? I hope so. It's my first Bleach writing...Then there's the crappy oneshot I posted with this one. My first oneshot ever. It's called Always Be There For You if anyone's interested. Anyhoo, I'll be continuing the next chapter now. Read on!
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Chapter Eight
Inoue gasped. There, standing in front of her in the pouring rain, was Isshin. Although his clothes were soaked and he had a severely distorted look on his face, she could tell it was him. The distant flash of lightning in the background made him look like some sort of psycho but she was only a little afraid. He held several bags in each arm.
Inoue quickly let him in and and grabbed a few bags. Tatsuki came around the corner to check if everything was alright. She also gasped at the sight of Ichigo's father. They walked their way into the kitchen, dragging bags along with them. There was no candles in the room so it was pitch black.
"Hey Mr. Kurosaki," Tatsuki said through the dark.
"Hey, is that Tatsuki?" he questioned moving around in the dark, arms extended, trying to find her.
There was a crash coming from another room.
"What the hell was that?" they heard Rukia say from the other room. She sounded scared.
Tatsuki found a pan on the wall. She held it like a weapon and made her way to the source of the sound. It was quiet, other then the loud, hoarse breathing coming from just in front of her. Despite her tough exterior she was still human. She was scared, though she would never admit it. She screamed when something grabbed her ankle. She brought down the pan several times. She felt a little better everytime she flet it make contact with the intruder's head.
All of a sudden, the power came back on. She looked down and was surprised to see Isshin laying there, a small strea of blood making its way down his face. She dropped the pan, too bad it was still over his head. She watched as he fell down in a state of unconsciousness. Inoue came up behind her, followed by Rukia. They peered around her curiously.
"How did he get way out here?" Inoue questioned.
"I honestly have no idea," Tatsuki said, still looking down at him. "But..." she said as she turned and ran into the livingroom.
She pointed an accusing finger down at Ichigo, who was still sitting down but his back was more straight. he looked up at her, pain a little less evident in his eyes. "Even your damn dad, who is a complete moron, recognised me; IN THE DARK TOO! Your dad! Come on Ichigo, don't tell me that you've stooped to his level!"
"Shut up, ok! You know that I'm no good with faces!" he defended.
"But we grew up together, you should know me better than anyone!" she said, not giving up.
"Whatever," Ichigo said giving up.
He's changed, Tatsuki thought looking at him. When he was younger, he wouldn't give up so easily. We used to fight all the time and they would go on for over ten minutes. This barely lasted thirty seconds. What's happened?
"Ichigo, you feeling any better?" Rukia said coming back in the room.
"A little," he said, getting up slowly. "Why?"
"Your dad's unconscious and his head is bleeding. None of us is strong enough to carry him to a bed," she said pointing to his dad on the floor, unconscious.
Ichigo looked at him then said, "leave him there. He'll survive."
That's the Ichigo I know! Tatsuki thought happily.
Ichigo walked by his dad and wobbled his way to the kitchen. Rukia watched him guiltily. She felt bad for kneeling him, but it was an acident.
They all followed him and watched him get a glass out of the cupboard. He turned and saw them all watching him, he glanced around uncomfortably, "You guys want anything?"
They didn't take a chance to answer, they launched themselves at his fridge and cupboards. he watched the three girls in amazement as they each prepared their own snack.
Rukia just took a bit of ice cream and a banana and made herself a banana sundae.
Inoue made some weird concoction similar to the first time she had been there. He made a face and looked at Tatsuki.
"What the hell?" he said as he watched her picking up the phone. "What do you think your doing?"
She turned to him, "Shh, you're buying me pizza. Yeah hey, I'd like to order two large pizza's..."
"Hey!" Ichigo said leaping for the phone.
She kicked his face making him fall to the ground. "Ow..."
Once Tatsuki hung up the phone all the girls began to laugh. Ichigo was glaring at Tatsuki, sulking in a corner.
"Come on you're looking like your dad," Tatsuki commented, knowing well that they would get him out of the corner.
"Hey," he yelled leaping out of the corner. Another foot made contact with his head and he flew across the room.
"Dad!" Ichigo said getting up, about ready to attack his father.
"Once again, Ichigo--" he began.
"--you weren't prepared," Ichigo mocked in a girlish voice.
"Hey I don't sound like that," Isshin protested.
Ichigo was about to fight back when there wasa knock at the door. He walked to the door and opened it. he was greeted by a hug. He looked down to see his little sister, Yuzu, attacked to his stomach area. Her twin, Karin, stood there looking bored.
"Can we come in already?" she barked. "It's kind of raining!"
Ichigo peeled Yuzu off of him and let them in. He watched as they took off their wet coats and their boots. They dropped their bags on the floor. Yuzu stretched her back and let out a content sigh.
"I hate the rain," she said.
"Hmm," Ichigo responded, if you could call it that. "There's some people I want you to meet. They're in the kitchen."
Yuzu ran to the kitchen and was tackled by her father. Karin walked alongside Ichigo, her arms folded behind her neck completing her bored look. They both walked in and before Karin could get tackled by Isshin also, she kicked his face.
"Hey, dad," she said coldly.
"You're so cold, Karin," he said, tears making their way down his face.
"You're so dramatic," she said punching him in the head before turning to all three girls, staringa t her in shock.
Yuzu stood beside Ichigo, inspecting each girl.
"Is the short girl with the dark hair and bandage on her nose your girlfriend?" Yuzu questioned innocently.
Ichigo blushed, "No. They're all my friends. You remember tatsuki?"
She looked thoughtful, "You mean the girl who always used to beat you in fights when you were younger?"
Ichigo turned more red, "Not all the time. I won some!'
"One," Tatsuki added.
They all held in giggles. Ichigo crossed his arms immaturely and huffed.
"Anyways, she was my fighting partner but she moved away. Here she is," he changed the subject. "This is Inoue," he said pointing lazily to Inoue who bowed politely.
"She's pretty, you think so?" Yuzu whispered in his ear. Too bad she was a loud whisperer. Ichigo let out a loud coughing sound. Inoue waited for his answer but was disappointed when he ignored it.
"And this is Rukia," he said pointing to Rukia.
"I like her," Yuzu stated. "I want you to date her!"
Ichigo was about to protest when Isshin, who had been unsually quiet, spoke up. "Me too!"
"Dad," Ichigo yelled, embarrassed. Why was his family always out to embarrass him?
Lucky for Ichigo, the door bell rang. "I'll get it!' he said running out of the room. Once out, he let out a sigh, not thinking about the kind of conversation happening while he was gone.
He opened the door and was pulled out again. He didn't get to see his attacker before he was hit upside the head with something hard. Darkness took over his vision as he lost consciousness. He was dragged into a car. the door shut and it drove away.
Rukia heard a car door slam outside, "The pizza must be here. I'll go help Ichigo."
She walked out of the kitchen and saw the door opened fully. Ichigo was no where in sight.
"Ichigo if you're there; I swear if you jump out and scare me, I'll kill you!" she warned. She approached the front door with caution. A note was stapled to the door. She walked up to it and pulled it off the door carefully. Her eyes scanned the writing and she dropped it.
"Ichigo!"
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Oh, no! Ichigo! I'm so cruel. I serisouly love Ichigo and it hurts me to be writing about him like this. But don't, if you love someone, you would never hurt them on purpose, right? Right? Anyhooo, R&R!!!
Eva-miko