Berries and Bimbos and Boobs, Oh My
Somebody put me out of my misery now. I feel like a woman. I'm standing in front of a mirror trying to decide what to wear to a fucking movie date. Fuck. Screw it. I'm just going to throw on some jeans and a shirt and if it's not up to standard, the worst that could happen is I'd have to change.
Ichigo comes in as I'm puting on my shoes. He stares at me for a minute before shaking his head and grabbing his phone off the night stand. He glances back at me before asking, "You ready?"
I can't help but smirk up at him. "Eager?" He flushes bright red but says nothing. I chuckle, pick up my wallet and my phone and motion for him to lead the way.
Most of his group watches us go off, most telling us to have fun. What did they think was going to happen? It's a movie. The worst that could happen is it ends up being a shitty movie, and even then it probably wounldn't be hard to find some way to mock it. Seriously, did anybody see the sixth Harry Potter movie? The scene where Snape takes Malfoy out into the hallway will forever be refered to as the rape scene.
The movie theatre isn't all that far away so we end up walking. Which was actually kinda nice, just to be out when it's not so hot.
We end up talking the entire way there. That's one of the things I like about Ichigo, we never really seem to run out of things to talk about. Which is great because then we don't have to sit there in that weird awkward silence where no one can figure out what to say.
As we approach the theatre I ask him what he wants to see. He stares at me blankly for a minute before looking up at the list. He does that thing where his eyebrows furrow and all I can do is stare at him. I don't think he realizes how cute that is...
I should probably stop staring now...don't want him to think I'm too creepy. That would be breaking the seme code of conduct.
He shakes his head and says, "It doesn't matter to me."
I quirk a brow at that. "I'm the one paying, you get to pick the movie."
This shocked look takes over his face, "What? Who decided that?"
I smirk at him. "You may have admitted that you like me first, but technically I asked you out."
He scowls at that. "Can I at least-"
"No." I have absolutely no idea what he was about to ask, but it probably had something to do with chipping in for the expenses. I may be emotionally retarded but I'm not stupid. I know how dates work.
He scowls at me and starts mumbling to himself and I just smirk at him. We stand there for a few minutes before he finally concedes and we get our movie tickets. Once inside I have to fight him again about paying for food. That's my job. Back off.
The entire way to our seats he pouts. I doubt he'd ever admit it, but he was pouting and it was...kinda cute. I just can't help but smile at him.
I finally manage to get conversation started while we're waiting for the movie, and soon he's once again in a better mood. I knew he'd get over it. Besides, if it bothers him that much, he can help pay the next time we go out. Maybe.
By the time the movie starts he's almost smiling. I wasn't really paying attention when we got tickets so I don't remember what we came to see, but it doesn't really matter either. I'm only half paying attention anyways. Turns out to be some 'horror' movie. Only because it's hard to find a good horror movie anymore.
I mean seriously, how stupid can you be? Most of this shit is common sense. There's a murderer running around, there's screaming coming from down the hall, get the fuck out of the building. It isn't fight or flight yet, run the fuck away. If your friends aren't smart enough to do the same, they deserve to die.
What surprises me the most is that the theatre is almost completely full. I would say that meant it was a good movie, but most people nowadays have poor judgement. So I'll go with it's probably not complete shit.
Not ten minutes into the movie they try to get everybody with a jump scare. Cheap bastards. Most people fall for it, and I can feel Ichigo flinch beside me. I almost laughed because the guy looks like a hobo. Why you should never bring me to horror movies: I laugh at the most inappropriate times.
I end up spending most of the time trying not to do just that, and throughout the movie I notice Ichigo inching towards me more and more. I just roll my eyes at him before wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pulling him to me. He jumps before looking up at me sheepishly. I just give him a what the hell look before turning back to the screen.
He doesn't jump quite so much during the rest of the movie, but the screaming from everywhere else continues. By the end he's almost completely huddled up against my side.
The credits start rolling and people start leaving while I watch the credits. I love the credits. You find the weirdest names in there sometimes. I once saw a movie where this guy's last name was Titcomb. How much shit do you think that guy got growing up?
As I start pointing out names, Ichigo starts laughing his ass off. The cleaners are looking at us funny but at this point, I can't bring myself to care.
One thing I've learned about staying during the credits, not only do you get weird ass names, you're pretty much the first one to find out if there's extra video at the end. Which seems to surprise Ichigo.
He looks at me, "How did you know?"
"Know what?"
"That there was more at the end?"
I just laugh at him. "I didn't." He stares at me. "I just like the credits."
He chuckles at that and gets up to leave as I follow behind him. It's already dark when we get outside, and although it's not late, we end up heading back. He grabs my hand somewhere along the way, smiling to himself. I don't mind, I just leave him to his thoughts.
Somewhere along the way he rests his head on my shoulder and whispers, "Thank you". I just chuckle and grip his hand a little tighter. He squeezes back.
About halfway back to the flat we run into the last person I'd expect to see. Cirruci. Last I checked she was back with the circus. What the hell was she doing wandering around? Not that I care...it just...caught me off guard.
What surprised me even more was the surprised look on her face when she saw the two of us together. Everybody knew we were together by now, why was she so surprised? Was this back to the whole scary stalker thing?
Her face suddenly contorted into about ten different expressions all at once. Surprise, oh shit, nervous, sad, angry, pissed off (yes there's a difference). They just kept going and going. It was actually kinda cool to watch.
She finally seemed to decide on one (of course knowing my luck it was the worst one), pms mixed with pissed off. Almost the same thing. Add the two together you get the worst thing in the world. Fortunately she just stomps her feet and keeps walking. All I can do is stare at the spot she was standing in not two seconds ago. What the hell was that?
Ichigo looks about as confused as I feel, but I just shrug it off and keep going. It's not like I can do anything about it now anyways.
As we get back to the flat, Ichigo still looks confused as hell, but he doesn't say anything. I think we're both mentally preparing ourselves for the hell we'll unleash the minute we open the door. There will be no mercy among his friends. I'm not too sure about Zan, but it doesn't hurt to hope...right?
I sigh once before unlocking the door and shoving it open. Might as well just get it overwith right?
Hell, I don't even get a chance to close the door before we're both dragged inside and shoved onto a couch and there are suddenly too many questions at once. Fuck, I can't even tell what some of them are saying, they're all talking over one another. I think I'm starting to get a headache...damn. These people really are bad for my health.
And you know, it wasn't all that bad until Zan joined in. He could be subtle when he wanted to. Now was just not one of those times. He immediately starts in with, "Did you make out in the back?"
Everybody goes quiet and Ichigo and I just stare at him. Ichigo turns bright red and I just don't even know what to say anymore. He gives me this expectant look and all I can do is roll my eyes at him before shaking my head.
He humms noncommittally before everybody else starts back in. Just once, can't we come back without having to go through this? Once is all I ask. Even Ichigo looks like he's having a hard time with this. And by the end of it, all they've gotten is that we went to a movie. Serves them right.
The minute the crowd begins to disperse and go back to what they were doing, the both of us begin to relax. I glance over at him and he looks so worn out that for all I know, he just survived a stampede. Which is odd because I don't think we have any animals around here that would herd and try to kill people...I should look into that.
But the thought that he looks that bad from talking to his friends has me trying not to laugh. Man, the only person that's ever done that to me was...Harribel actually. Her and her damn stick. Speaking of which...I still have to go back and visit. No doubt I'll have to take Ichigo as well. Nel probably told everybody within a five mile radius about this.
Maybe I'll go next weekend.
At some point they managed to drag Ichigo into a game of Dirty Minds. You have no idea how funny it is to watch him try and play this game. You'd think that growing up in a clinic would have him used to stuff like this. Guess not. Every clue turns him bright red. It can't be good to have all the blood rushing to your face...
The surprising thing is, he ends up winning. Everybody stares at him in surprise.
His immediate response is, "What?"
I can't help but laugh at that. He looks at me confused and slightly embarrassed. All I can ask is, "Are you sure you're an eighteen year-old guy?"
He gets in a good punch as he scowls at me and crosses his arms. It doesn't stop the laughter. I mean, come on. By the time we hit twelve all we have on our minds is sex. Well, normal guys. Don't get me wrong, my hand and my dick have gotten well acquainted (no, I haven't named my dick. That's weird. I don't need to be talking to parts of my body), I've just...for some reason it's not the thought that pops into my head every two seconds.
I don't feel the need to go around fucking everything that moves.
I can't seem to stop laughing now, and it earns me a kick to the shin. My laughter starts dying down, and Ichigo looks like he could crawl under a rock and die even though he's scowling. I can't help but snicker and pull him into my lap. "I'm sorry."
He tries to pull away at first, but soon gives up and just mumbles to himself. I smirk and rest my head on his shoulder. Immediately the catcalls start up and Ichigo tries to hide his face behind my arm, but thankfully he doesn't pull away.
I don't know why, but I always seem to need some physical hold on him. It seems odd to me, but as far as I can tell he doesn't mind. I've just learned to accept the freak parts of me...I've learned to accept myself.
Conversation picks up once again and Ichigo starts to relax. They couldn't get him into another game of Dirty Minds, but they did convince him to join the ongoing Tekken war. I laughed when one of the guy characters tackled the female character to the ground. He didn't even get up right after, he just kinda sat on top of her. My first thought was rape. I don't have a clean mind.
It was also hella weird when robochick's head popped off. And her arms turned to chainsaws. You know what? She's just weird. Let's leave it at that.
Ichigo ended up winning most of those battles, so everybody fought over which team he would be on next time. He kept trying to back out of it, but again, his group shows no mercy. Not even to one of their own. Note to self, don't ever piss of any of his group. I doubt it'd end well.
After that they ended up putting on some movie. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang. Funny as hell. Robert Downey Jr and Val Kilmer.
"Look up the definition of the word idiot in the dictionary, know what you'll find?"
"A...picture of me?"
"No! The definition of the word idiot, which you fucking are!"
Everyone in the room busts up laughing. Someone asks me where I found this movie and I shrug. I don't even remember anymore. All I know is it's one of the best movies ever made. They apparently think so too.
We spend the next few hours turning on random movies and television shows. By about midnight people start passing out, Boobzilla being the first to go. I waited until the end of whatever we were watching until I get up to head for my room.
Ichigo doesn't budge, and as I look down, I find he's passed out too. I briefly consider picking him up and taking him with me, but that might be kinda weird. So instead I try to get up without waking him.
Fail.
He blinks, only half awake, and looks around. Looking up at me he looks slightly confused. I just motion towards the bedroom and he slowly gets up before stumbling down the hallway with me. I don't know why he insists on sleeping with me...Ok, that came out wrong.
The minute I open my door, I start stripping and crawl in under the covers. Ichigo follows soon after. I was about ready to close my eyes when he surprises me once again. He leans in and kisses me. He whispers, "Thank you," against my lips and just lingers there for a minute.
I swear to god I made a stupid face. I know I did. I always pull a stupid face at a moment like this. I swear, it's like, my job. Something going right in your life? Let's fix that.
He chuckles before settling back down onto the mattress, leaving me staring at the ceiling. Ok, not that I'm complaining, but what has gotten into him lately? You know what? Never mind. If I think about it too much, it'll end up being all I think about.
Why is it that everything seems to wake me up? It starts raining outside and my body just goes, unusual sound! Wake up! Fuck you too.
Glancing over at the clock, it's really not as early as I thought. It's almost ten. Damn. Ichigo mumbles beside me and turns over before blinking awake. He glances at the clock and tries to glance out the window, but the blinds are blocking it. "Raining?" he asks blearily.
"Yeah."
He huddles closer to me before replying, "I never understood how it could rain in the summer."
I shrug. "We're on an island. Fuck if I know."
He chuckles. "I dunno about you, but I'm hungry."
"I dunno about you, but I'm not moving."
He rolls his eyes and tries not to laugh before getting up and heading to the kitchen. I smirk at his back. He returns a few minutes later with a couple plates full of food. Mmm...food.
We end up talking and eating over the next...half hour? I don't know. Either way it was nice.
I hug him close to me after we finish. Why is he always so freaking warm? "You're my prisoner for the day."
He gives me a questioning look while trying not to smile. Linking our fingers together he asks, "What makes you think that?"
"Hey, I don't hear you complaining."
He chuckles. "I'm not."
"Good."
Whatever comment he was about to make was suddenly cut off by the sound of his phone. He sighs and lets go of me in order to reach for the damn thing. Leaning up on one elbow, I lean over to try and see what's up. He shows me the screen.
Ichigo! We're going out for a rain battle!
I'm gonna take a wild guess and say Boobzilla. I snatch the phone up from his hands and reply, No he's not. He's being held hostage. Go find someone else.
He laughs at that, only to turn bright red when we recieve a text back from her. Ooooh, is he your prisoner of looove? ~waggles eyebrows~
I burst out laughing and Ichigo steals the phone back and replies. He smacks me when I don't stop laughing.
The last text we recieve is Well either way it's cute...can I come watch?
Man, Boobzilla is relentless. His reply is no fucking way. Thank god. How weird would it be to have somebody watching...not that we're doing anything. But either way it's just...weird.
After that we don't get anything else from her, but Ichigo is still scowling. So I poke him in the forehead. Surprise and confusion make themselves evident on his face as he stares at me. "I thought I told you, you shouldn't do that. It ruins your pretty face."
He blushes and tries to look away. I manage to kiss him instead. "What do you have against being called pretty?"
He sticks his tongue out at me. "I'm a guy. Guys aren't pretty."
I snort at that. "After that game of Dirty Minds last night, I'm not so sure."
The scowl once again appears and he smacks me. Again. So worth it.
Most of the day is spent there in bed (no not that way). We talk about anything and everything and end up reading at some point. What surprised me was when he asked me to read to him. He's not five so it was like, what the hell?
When I asked him about it his response was a quietly mumbled, "I like to hear you talk."
What do you say to that? Fuck if I know. I just shrugged it off and did what he asked. I figured it couldn't be as bad as me watching him sleep. At least this couldn't be misconstrued as creepy.
This chapter is shorter than the rest...I don't like it
Seme Code of Conduct
Give to charity
Volunteer
Be truthful
Always be dominant
Mibilize your subordinates
Do not tolerate mutiny
Control your uke at all times
Don't be too creepy
Be an active member in your community
That's what being an attacker's all about!
-courtesy of pharites
Ok, I have no idea what happened to Ichigo's point of view of this fic, but if you have questions or rants, send them to Redfaerie.
Redfaerie's comments:
Don't get me wrong, my hand and my dick have gotten well acquainted (no, I haven't named my dick. That's weird. I don't need to be talking to parts of my body), Me: PRINESS SOPHIA
I don't feel the need to go around fucking everything that moves. Me: I'm sure there are many birds/squirrels/ pedestrians, that appreciate that.