Okay. DON'T KILL THE INNOCENT WRITER!

I'M SO SORRY that this was L A T E! School's got me annoyed, and I haven't had any time to write this! My editor went all crazy, cause she wanted me to write this. (Don't tell, but I did what Shigure, from Fruits Basket, does to his editor. I can now see why he likes it, hehe) Anyway, have mercy upon me and enjoy! BE SURE R&R! I NEED SELF ESTEEM!

By the way, if I disappear forever, that means my editor came and killed me with an ax. I love you Keira-chan! DON'T KILL ME!!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any characters mentioned! But I own my happiness! Yes! My editor gave it back, buhahaha!

Lightning and Thunder

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By: Neokura

"Can you answer the question Mr. Kurosaki?"

"Mr. Kurosaki answer the question."

"Mr. Kurosaki!"

"Wha, what!" Ichigo yelled out practically jumping out of his desk.

"Can you answer the question?" The teacher asked getting more annoyed by the second.

Ichigo looked around the class room, taking in everything. He knew he had been day dreaming all morning.

Ishida raised his hand, frowning at Ichigo.

"Yes." The teacher called as she glanced over at Ishida.

"Ano… it's 46,785,865."

"Thank you. It's nice to know someone in my class pays attention." The teacher continued glaring at Ichigo, who simply dropped his head, watching the clock tick.

Ishida starred at Ichigo again. 'What's his problem? He's been acting out of it all day. Heh whatever, I really don't care.' He adjusted his head so that he could stare at the back of Orihime's head. 'He hair looks nice today… so lush… I wonder what shampoo she uses? She's so pretty…' Ishida shook his head and readjusted his head so that he could pay attention to the teacher. 'Gah, stop thinking about her like that! You're JUST friends… man I wish we weren't…'

Suddenly the bell rang and the class jumped out of their seats.

Ichigo hauled himself up and walked slowly out of his seat ignoring Rukia and Keigo's urges to hurry up.

"Come on Ichigo! All the good spots will be taken!" Keigo whined running behind him and trying to push him. Ichigo simply rolled his eyes.

"Hey Keigo, I'll be right there okay?" Ichigo said with an annoyed face. He really didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment.

Keigo frowned and got all teary eyed as Ichigo pulled away and walked away. "ICHIGO" He whipped around and threw his arms around Rukia, "RUKIA Ichigo is being SO mean!" Rukia sweat dropped; sometimes she honestly wondered why she put up with Keigo. Her violet eyes watched Ichigo's retreating back with a small innocent frown. 'I wonder what's got into him…'

Ichigo slowly walked away as his dull eyes trained the floor. He just couldn't stop thinking about Rukia, it was starting to bug him and make him worry. It was haunting him almost. Her sweet tempting lips, her soft hands and horrible drawings. He liked everything about her, come to think of it. Fighting, complaining, everything. He was so into his thoughts that he didn't even notice the girl heading towards him.

"Ano…Kurosaki-kun?" came a small voice from somewhere off in the distance. "Ichigo can I-I talk to you?"

Ichigo sidestepped the girl and kept walking aimlessly. The next thing he knew he was on the roof of the building.

"Huh? How'd I get here?" Ichigo quietly mussed aloud. "Ack!" He grumbled as a sudden flash of bright light flooded into his eyes. He raised a hand to his eye to shield them away, as he had just now found out, blinding sun. "Damn… it's bright today…" He said removing his hand, now that his eyes had adjusted.

"Oi Keigo! Why are we sitting here!?" A voice called out below. Ichigo walked to the side of the building and pressed himself up against the wire, peering out. Rukia was down there, running to the figure he guessed must be Keigo.

"It's a nice day out and there's more shade over here. Besides a little change of scenery wouldn't kill anyone my sweet Rukia." Keigo's annoying voice rang out. Ichigo's fist tightened on the wire. He hated how Keigo would call Rukia his sweet. It's not like she's his property or something.

"Aww… Keigo don't call me that!" She said in her fake, childishly sweet voice as she playfully flicked his nose. Keigo blushed pleasantly and laughed, running his hand through the back of his hair.

"Sorry, sorry I forget sometimes sweet Rukia, ack, I mean Rukia." Keigo said laughing, with that idiotic grin on his face.

"Ugh!" Ichigo snarled pushing away from the fence roughly, the clash ringing across the otherwise quiet grounds.

Rukia glanced up at where the noise came from, just in time to see a flash of orange. 'Could that have been…' She thought, her purple eyes shining brighter than usual from the sun. Keigo suddenly popped up behind Rukia's small figure.

"Oi, Rukia what ya lookin' at?" He muttered, shielding his eyes.

"Oh nothing!" Rukia said quickly and sweetly as she plastered on her cheesy fake smile. Keigo glanced at her and returned the smile. "Oh, okay!"

Ichigo sunk down to the ground on the other side of the roof, leaning back so his mess of hair sprawled out all over the chain railing. "Damnit! What's wrong with me… I'm getting jealous over Keigo! Keigo of all people!"

Suddenly small footsteps delicately patted over the roof stairs, causing Ichigo to glance once at the door, but he soon lost interest. The door creaked over and a girl poked her head through.

"Kurosaki-kun…" The girl whispered, positive that he couldn't hear her.

Ichigo slowly rose to his feet and turned his back on the girl, looking out across the school grounds. 'I have to get it together! Rukia is my friend and partner! I AM N O T attracted to her! Damn… but she's so… NO shut up, shut up, shut up!' Ichigo outwardly moaned and threw his head over the side of the railing. Abruptly he remembered hearing footsteps and spun around to see that Orihime had been standing there, watching him.

"Ano… Kurosaki-kun I need to tell you something." Orihime said starring uncomfortably at her feet, shifting, clearly nervous.

"Uh… hey sure, but are you okay?" Ichigo said noticing how nervous she was.

"Ichigo. For the longest time… I-I…" Her head flew up to stare into his eyes, with a pleading and desperate look. She took a long breath and closed her eyes and reopened them with defiant stare. "I've loved you. There I said it! Oh Ichigo! I've loved you ever since I first met you!"

Ichigo starred at her, mouth agape. He was sure he had heard her wrong; did she just… confess her undying love?

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to burden you with my feelings! I mean you like Rukia, it's obvious, but I just… I can't bottle it up anymore Ichigo!" Orihime sobbed out. She quickly moved forward and pinned Ichigo back, who, strangely, allowed it.

"What the?" Ichigo said as he starred at her tear streaked face. Her normally happy façade, totally gone.

Orihime's heart was pounding; her hands and arms shook with anticipation, as she slowly and carefully leaned forward, to his sweet, tempting lips.

Ichigo starred at her, wide eyed. He had just started to realize what she had meant, though the one thing he was bothered by was the Rukia comment. Was it really that obvious?

Orihime's grey eyes fluttered close as she closed the distance between them and, as softly as an angel's wing, kissed him.

Ichigo's eyes went wide at first, but to his own surprise they went closed as he returned the kiss with a fiery passion. 'Neh, she tastes good… I wonder what Rukia's lips would taste like…?' Ichigo suddenly grabbed her and flipped them around, so that he could lean into her.

Orihime moaned softly as she pressed back harder as well. She could feel Ichigo's smooth and soft tongue peeking out and running across her bottom lip, begging for entrance.

A sharp slam came from over by the door as a loud voice called, "Ichigo!!!!!!! Oi strawberry where are you!!!!!!!!! I wanted-" She was cut off at the sight before her, in shook. Rukia stood there, stunned and unable to move. "Ichigo…"