CH. 1 'The Author likes happy things :D'
This is the first Fanfic I've ever written so I would like comments and suggestions I prefer no flaming but I will take it as harsh criticism QQ don't hate me
Rated T because I'm paranoid as hell :D may turn into M to make things hot and steamy.
As Ichigo kneels down on one foot and takes a small box out of his pocket and places it on his right hand, he asks the woman who's face is obscured by the sun
'will you marry me?'
Waiting for the inevitable answer, 5 questionable facts rush through his mind.
'Where the hell are we'
'Will she say yes'
'Damn she's pretty'
'Damn she's getting more beautiful every second I'm near her'
'Damn, did I just ask the cutest girl in the world to marry me?'
She smiles and is about to answer, (yes, feel the cliche bs crap I'm going to shove on you guys XD) but then Ichigo hears his name being yelled in the most aggravating, annoying, maddening tone, trying to block it out he tries to focus on the woman in front of him. As she says the words ' ha. . . . ' Everything around him crashes and splits apart like panes of glass being dropped on asphalt.
Ichigo wakes up to find his fathers face staring at him and almost like reflex he grabs his dads head. Staring daggers at the man who's face is currently in his death grasp, he slides his window open and throws him out. Walking out of his room Ichigo yaws and reminisces about his startling, yet comforting dream and wonders what the woman in his dream was about to say and just who was this breath taking woman? Knowing it would be useless to mull over something that never happened, he puts on his best scowling face and readies himself to face the world.
Thanks for reading hope you liked it considering I'm not a good writer in the first place :P
Please review I'd appreciate the time and effort you'd put in no matter how harsh and stingy you are.