The Trouble with Love-games
Eventually, you are going to lose…
I'M BACK! Yayyyyyyyyyy! Boy I missed the internet, but I did come up with a few ideas for this story, including greatly in the future, so this story may carry on for a while folks, I hope you don't get bored!
Thank you to everyone who reviewed chapters 10 & 11, there were lots of lovely comments and also useful feedback, you guys rule.
(And I promise I will proof read before posting. I feel like a naughty child, I hate proof reading wahhhh! I may even edit all the mistakes out of previous chapters. We will see.)
I have not gained ownership of bleach. Sad face.
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"Holy shit!" exclaimed Rukia. She was standing in front of Momo's giant walk in closet, and she had never seen so many clothes before!
"Oh this is nothing" giggled Momo "You should see Ran's collection"
"That is true" Rangiku said as she raised her glass of white wine, which was in a giant purple wine goblet, the kind that held half a bottle of wine. A red glass and a green glass sat also on the dressing table, half drunk, belonging to Momo and Rukia.
"Now" began Rangiku, having drained about half of her glass, "Let's get out of these winter outfits and get dolled up!"
Half an hour, another bottle of wine and about a zillion outfits later, the three of them were ready.
Rangiku had finally forced Rukia into a black figure hugging dress, that was a little short for her liking. She did however like the top half of the dress, which, from past her boobs, was made of black lace, and had long black lace sleeves. It contrasted her skin but matched her hair splendidly.
"Let's head to the party!" Rangiku shouted, and then fell over as she tried to step through the mountains of clothes littering the floor in killer heels. Momo and Rukia managed to pick her up between them, and headed for Ichigo's flat.
'I wonder if Ichigo will like my outfit' thought Rukia 'I look sexy as hell tonight, and he better bloody well tell me so!' Her drunkenness seemed to be bringing out her fiery side, that not many knew existed.
As they approached, they could hear frivolities and music filling the hallway. Momo opened the door, and was pulled into a bear hug by a very drunk Renji, who appeared to be wearing a tiger onesie.
"Roarrrrr!" He cried
"Put me down Abari, what the frick are you wearing?" Asked Momo
"We were playing dares, and I was dared to wear this tiger suit all night. I think I'm a very sexy tiger, wana stroke my tail?" He wiggled his tattooed eyebrows, and all three girls burst out laughing.
Just then Ichigo appeared to find Renji.
"Oi Renji get your stripey ass in here, its time for you and Hisagi's drinking contest! Oh hey Momo, Ran, R-RUKIA!"
He nearly stopped breathing when he saw the midget.
'Holy shit! Rukia looks so hot in that dress I actually just want to pick her up and take her to my room right now! Her legs looked good in those jeans the other day but my god!'
"Something wrong, strawberry?" Rukia batted her eyes innocently "You look like you're having some kind of embolism…"
She noticed his change of tone when he saw her, and how he had definitely checked her out. He looked as though he was about to have a nosebleed. She chuckled to herself.
"Come on girls, lets go, before Ichigo has a nosebleed" She smirked, and walked by him, Rangiku and Momo behind her, secretly exchanging a high five.
They had left Rukia to browse clothes whilst they poured wine in the kitchen, and had agreed that it was so blatantly obvious that Ichigo wanted her, they had to make her look so stunning he could no longer resist.
Having gone back to Momo's room, over the wine and catwalk session, they had managed to coax a drunken admission from Rukia, that she thought the strawberry was hot, and she had a bit of a thing for him, but thought she could never get a guy like that to actually want to be with her.
They had promised to expel all doubt from her mind by making her look drop dead gorgeous.
And judging by Ichigo's reaction, Rukia thought as she walked into the kitchen, butterflies fluttering wildly in her stomach at the realization, they had succeeded.
'He was so blown away, he didn't even make a perverted comment!'
'Perhaps' came a little voice from the back of her head 'It's because he likes you'
She smiled, regained her compusure, and went to talk to Uryu, who, since his flat had been invaded, had taken himself one of the many beers and joined the party.
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Half an hour passed, and before she knew what was happening, Uryu had thought it was hilarious to nominate Rukia to make cocktails of death for both Hisagi and Renji, as part of their drinking contest. So far, despite the amount of beer, tequila, and sambuca they had each drunk, though they were obviously hammered, neither showed signs of giving in.
Having showed up in that last half hour, Kyoraku and Shunsui agreed to help her, since she was a little to drunk to measure correctly.
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One person who did not look to be enjoying the party at this point, was Orihime. Despite her joining in the chatter, she was quieter than usual.
She had sat on a bean bag in the corner a while ago, and was observing how Ichigo and Rukia interacted. They were completely flirty. She was not angry at either of them, it was not their fault she liked Ichigo. But she felt sad nonetheless. Although she had always had an interest in him, she knew he had never returned the feelings, so it was hardly surprising. Besides, she liked Rukia. But it caused her some emotional pain to see the two of them getting on so well.
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Just as Rukia and the two post-grads finished making two red death cocktails, and several nasty looking shooters for the boys, more guests showed up.
A tall, slender boy with silvery hair walked in, flanked by a boy with bright blue hair in a leather jacket, and a guy with pale skin and big, empty looking green eyes.
"Baby!" Cried Rangiku, leaping off the counter where she had previously sat.
The centre guy put his arms around her waist and pulled her into a kiss. The blue haired boy rolled his eyes and walked in.
"Oi what are you little shits doing here?" demanded Kenpachi
"That ain't nice, ya welcome all ya guests like that Zaraki"
"Well yeah," said Uhrahara "But I think his point was who are the two losers either side of you"
"These here are my flatmates, I had to bring 'em along to stop Aizen coming along by sayin' I was goin' to a party at one'a Grimmjow here's mates. Aizen can't stand 'im see. An' if I'd told 'im I was comin' 'ere' 'e'd 'ave come 'imself." He flashed a giant grin.
"Whatever", said Hisagi, "just don't fuck up our flat yeah. You we put up with cos we have to, but don't think we want your dumass friends around here!"
"You what?" Said Grimmjow, the blue haired boy.
"Back off Grim will ya'" Gin said to his friend, who snarled, grabbed a beer, and went and stood out on the balcony.
The attention was turned back to the contest by the infallible diplomacy possessed by Jyushiro Ukitake.
Both boys downed their drinks.
Shortly afterwards, Renji hurtled round the counter, shoving people over, and vommitted in the sink. Hisagi roared with victory, and new banter filled the air.
Renji's sudden movement had knocked Rukia flying. She was already off balance due to all the alcohol.
Seeing this, Ichigo had darted forward to prevent her from hitting the ground.
He held her there, in his arms, for a few seconds.
'Kiss her dammit! She's so close!'
'Oh my God! He is going to kiss me!'
He could smell her perfume, it was intoxicating, she was so close…
Their faces began to move closer together…
Shunsui and Ukitake ignored Renji's vomiting and watched on, wondering if this would be that moment…
BAM! Rangiku tripped into them.
The moment was ruined.
Shunsui and Jyushiro groaned, and went back to their drinks.
Ichigo laughed nervously.
"Nice trip midget, send me a postcard next time yeah"
"Uh, as if I would send you so much as a grain of sand"
He chucked at her adorable pout and faked anger at being saved, as he picked her back up.
"Wow, you're almost normal height in those heels"
She stomped on his foot with said heels
"OW MIDGET"
He bent down to rub his sore foot.
"And now you are my height strawberry!" She laughed, and walked back towards her friends, and joined them, standing quietly lost in thought.
'Oh my god we nearly kissed. Then we didn't. what if we never kiss now? What if that was our chance'.
'Gahhhh!' Thought Ichigo as he held a cold beer to numb his foot. 'Stupid midget! Who stomps on someone after they almost kiss! She is so infuriating! And now I wana kiss her even more! I hate life!'
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There you have it folks I have finally updated! Hope it is up to the standards of he previous chapters! R&R pretty please!