Forbidden just by our job status.
It shouldn't get in the way.
It shouldn't.
But I worry.
Worry that I will be shunned away to the eternal depths of hell if I am found.
And lose the one thread that kept me anchored to my existence.
~.~
Resu opened her eyes, sleep still clouding her thoughts.
"Mmm... Toshiro?" She turned her head to see his spot on the bed empty.
Oh... he's already up. Well, that was to be expected with him...
Resu looked over to the clock and saw it was barely 6:30 am, then she got up from the bed, slightly stretching and walking into the living room. Toshiro slightly turned his head towards her, a slice of apple halfway out of his mouth as he closed the refrigerator door.
"Morning 'Shiro," grinned Resu, sitting down at the dining table. Toshiro slightly nodded and turned his attention back to what he took out of the fridge while Resu played with a strand of her own hair.
"What are you making for breakfast?" Toshiro turned his head back towards her with a look that said 'you'll see when I'm finished, now stop pestering me about it'.
"Fine, be like that," grumbled Resu, sticking her tongue out at him. Her stomach growled in response and a pout appeared on her face. Soon Toshiro came over with what seemed like wine glasses filled with chocolate and walnut ice cream, cut bananas, pecans, and gingersnaps.
"There was leftover ice cream, so I thought I might as well use it make a dessert breakfast."
"W-wow... that looks really good..." Toshiro lightly chuckled at her and placed the glasses down on the table, going over to the counter to grab the two spoons he left there.
"You know what's weird 'Shiro? That you never seemed much like a person who likes sweets and such on."
"I'll admit, I have a small sweet tooth." Resu lightly laughed at his words as he placed the spoons in the glasses. Resu immediately dug into the dessert, a childish grin on her face, while Toshiro slightly stared at her.
"What?" she asked, looking at him while half of the spoon stuck out of her mouth.
"Nothing," answered Toshiro, a small smile tugging at his lips. Silence enveloped the room while they ate, and memories from last night drifted into their minds. Resu quickly finished her dessert and got up to put the glass in the dishwasher.
"S-so... do we just wait for Ichigo and...?"
"Rukia."
"Yeah... so what should we do till then? We still have forty-five minutes..."
"What ever passes the time."
"That doesn't help, you know. A movie would be fine, except we would never finish it."
"Well I guess we could start one."
"Tron? The new one anyways? I heard it was a really good movie, at least with the special effects."
"It's your choice Resu."
"Do you even have it?"
"I can get any movie I want, when I want."
"Oh... I'm not going to ask how." Both cleaned up the rest of the mess on the table then moved over to the couches. Resu pulled her knees up to her chest as Toshiro set up the movie. He sat back down on the couch and the movie began...
~50 minutes later~
The doorbell rang and Toshiro turned his head towards the door.
"I'm not getting up to open the door," muttered Resu as she adjusted her upper body on Toshiro's lap. Toshiro subconsciously played with Resu's brown hair and nodded at her words.
"Ichigo can get in himself, he's well known for his pick-locking skills."
"Really? It'd be nice to learn something related to pick-locking from him, might help in the future." The door opened a few moments later and Ichigo stuck his head in.
"Thanks for opening the door guys," he sighed.
"Shhh, we're at an intense part of the movie!" scolded Resu, her eyes never leaving the screen. A shorter woman entered the room, her black hair put up in a low ponytail.
"Enjoying yourself, Hitsugaya?"
"Kuchiki..." growled Toshiro, his teal eyes turning to her. Resu sighed and paused the movie, turning her head towards the woman.
"I'm guessing... you're Rukia?" The woman nodded at Resu.
"Oh, well it's nice to meet you then."
"Good to meet you too... Ichigo told me a good amount about you."
"Did he?" A sad smile appeared on Resu's face.
"Sosora, I can understand your situation... I used to know someone who was in the same position you were."
"Really?"
"Yes... sadly he was killed later on in a mission, but I can easily relate him to you."
"I guess I should take that as good news, or bad?"
"Either way."
"That helps... and another thing, please call me Resu. I only let people call me by my surname when they address me during a mission."
"I'll keep that in mind."
"So, what were you guys even doing?" asked Ichigo as he entered the living room.
"Oh, we were just watching the new Tron movie, and I must admit, it's really good. Would you guys like to join us?"
"I would, but I don't know about Rukia, since we might not have time," huffed Ichigo.
"Well, leave the shopping for later?" Ichigo looked at Rukia, and she slightly frowned.
"Please Rukia? You know I've been wanting to see this for some time."
"You could have watched it back at home..." sighed Rukia, crossing her arms across her chest.
"I never had the time to!"
"Fine, just this once."
"Thanks Ruki."
"D-don't call me that in front of people...!" Ichigo just slightly grinned and pulled her over to the other free couch, sitting down and tugging her onto his lap. Resu slightly giggled at the two assassins and grabbed the remote.
"So just before we start, I'll fill you in on the little details..."
~After the movie~
"So Rukia, how did you and Ichigo meet?" grinned Resu as she propped herself up on her elbows on the couch.
"Well I guess I can tell you," chuckled Rukia as she got herself out of Ichigo's grip... since he had fallen asleep right near the end of the movie along with Toshiro who doze off shortly after.
"We were at target practice, and both Ichigo and I were aiming for the same target. One of us got a bulls eye and we began to argue about who got it... I guess I won the argument in the end, but even now we still wonder who really did get it."
"There's no way you can find that out, since you probably were using the same guns."
"Well I guess so."
"Unless you figured out the angle that the shot went in, by the damage to the target itself, but who has the time to do that?"
"Seems like you would."
"Maybe, I like being precise when it comes to shooting."
"I don't know what else to say... what about you and Hitsugaya?"
"Wait, what about me and him?"
"Are you two...?"
"N-no! Not at all... I just live with him," Resu answered, her voice growing quieter.
"Resu, listen to me. I can tell it's different between you two... it's the first time I've truthfully seen him this comfortable around a person." A weary sigh escaped Resu.
"But it'd be almost like a forbidden love... a rouge outcast with someone who is in a mafia family that probably wouldn't allow outcasts in."
"Don't let it get in your way. Statuses should never get in the way of what you feel."
"Thanks Rukia," smiled Resu, her green eyes almost having a hint of dullness in them. Rukia knew it would be difficult for her, the thought of losing the one attachment she finally found to her existence... it would be too painful.
"Don't you guys have to leave soon?" asked Resu, her expression returning back to her usual curiousness.
"I guess we do, if I can get Ichigo to wake up anyways."
"I can help you with that!" Resu grinned, getting up from her spot.
AN:
Asdf, this was long and I began to run out of ideas near the end. :I
And now I want ice cream.