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The next chap right up. srry if it's short :(

New Year's Eve

31st Dec, 2010. 11.30a.m.

Ichigo Kurosaki came to my house this morning, and started banging on my front door madly.

I rushed over and opened it to find him standing there, red in the face, glaring at me.

"Why the hell were you at my place last night?" he yelled. I stared up at him. just a minute ago, i had been sitting on my dining table drinking coffee.

"W-what?" I asked, startled.

"WHY THE HELL WERE YOU AT MY PLACE LAST NIGHT?" he shouted again.

Okay, so that is no way of treating me early morning, especially when i have PMS. Even Renji stays away from me at this time of the month if he wants his 32 teeth in his mouth and not stuffed up his ass. By this time, Ichigo was in my doorway inside my apartment, glaring at me, nose-to-nose.

"YOU WERE DRUNK!" I yelled right back " I JUST HELPED YOU, YOU IDIOT!"

"I DIDN'T WANT ANY HELP, DID I ASK YOU? IT'S MY FUCKING LIFE!" he shouted.

"Yeah, well why don't you think of moving from a public residency then!"

"I never asked you to come in! DO YOU LOOK LIKE SOMEONE I'D WANT IN MY HOUSE WATCHING ME IN MY UNDERWEAR?"

So, despite him being drunk, I guess he did remember every detail of last night.

"Why didn't you lock your door then? BRAINS LIKE YOURS, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE MISSED THAT!" I shouted, glaring at his amber eyes. They didn't look like the warm sun anymore, like they had been when I had looked at him when he had fallen on me on Christmas day awhile back.

He went redder.

Just looking at him made me so mad, I wanted to barf. Who the heck does he think he is, barging in my house and start yelling at me because i fucking cleaned his house and out him to sleep?

"I never asked you for your help!" he said angrily.

Okay, so that really got me.

I jabbed my index finger at his chest "You can see a person helpless and drunk and leave him, but I can't! You, you stupid strawberry are the world's biggest thankless bastard I have ever met!" I went, taking a step forward at every word, and he was forced to walking backwards to my door "You think the world can revolve around you, but no one else should butt in so you can be the hero. You think you can live all alone and heal yourself, nut you know what? Everyone- as well as you- know that you're wrong. You need friends, and you never got any because of your supposed ego-"

I was talking in a low threatening voice, but for once in his wasted life, he looked frightened, and man, I felt so damn good.

He was now out of my door, and still staring at me with a bewildered expression.

"Now-" I began in a dangerously fake sweet voice "I have only two words to say to you- FUCK-YOU!"-and banged the door shut on his face.

Seriously, what the hell?

It's not like I wanted to see him in his underwear, dancing like that and singing in that terrible voice.

I have got to re-examine my life, I tell you.

A/N: There you go! I hope you liked it, and didn't think it was lame :). Srry it was kinda short, I promise the next chapter will be better! Oh, and check this other fic I updated just for the heck of it- 10 Ways of Irritating Ichigo and Their Solutions. R&R please!