A/N: Hoi! Hoi! I'm back! I just want to say that I'm going to use 'Shin' for Keigo if he's in disguise (except for POV's, etc.) and vice versa. And I thank my readers and reviewers for their support for my fic. Now on with the story!
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Chapter 5: Shall We Dance?
"Don't ever say that out loud" Tezuka quickly covered Ichigo's mouth with his hand.
Ichigo helplessly nodded. His brown eyes were cold and his hand smells awkward; those that can only be smelled in tennis balls.
Tezuka resumed on walking, leaving Ichigo behind.
"Might as well get started" she quickly grabbed the mop.
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"Damn!" Atobe quickly ran towards his house. He lost track of time talking with the girls who kept on interrogating him. If he doesn't run fast, he will not have the time to remove his disguise.
Breathless, he finally reached the mansion, went in, and quickly removed his contact lens. But there's one problem, he can't remove it.
He tried shaking it off, blowing it away and even using gravity to remove it.
"Got it!" the contact lens in his right eye fell off.
"I'm home, brother" Ichigo went inside the house.
"Ichigo! Welcome back!" Atobe quickly removed his red wig and covered his left eye, which still has contacts on it. "By the way, you better get ready"
"For what?"
"The engagement party"
"What?!"
"I guess I forgot to tell you. The party starts at 9 and don't worry, the maids will help you prepare"
"But I-!" Ichigo was quickly surrounded by maids. "Hey!!!"
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Her eyebrows met as her blue eyes looked at the women around her.
"Young mistress, you don't have to be serious, it'll ruin your make-up. And please don't be afraid to look at yourself in the mirror," the maids giggled.
Ichigo pouted as she looked at the six-foot crystal mirror. She was wearing a white cocktail dress, with a big, balloon-like skirt, making her itch every five seconds. And here goes her hair, with big curls at the tip. Not to mention her make-up, that made her look like a clown.
"Young mistress, it's time for the party" a maid called out.
Ichigo went outside the room and saw Tezuka, wearing a blue tuxedo. He looked attractive, to tell the truth.
Tezuka lent her his arm. She angrily wrapped her hand around his. They both climbed down the big staircase.
"Ichigo! Tezuka!" the guests all looked at them. Luckily, they were only six. Which were Keigo, Ichigo's parents together with Tezuka's parents and his grandfather.
"So… is this the one who will marry my grandson?" Tezuka's grandfather looked at Ichigo.
"I- I beg your pardon?" Ichigo's eyes widened.
"Oh don't mind him… aren't you happy to see us again?" Ichigo's mother casually hugged her daughter.
"Since when did you get back from America?" Ichigo broke the hug.
"Well we've-"
"Dinner is served" the butler interrupted.
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Ichigo pouted. Thanks to some sitting arrangements she had to sit beside Tezuka.
"Lobster fillet with peas" the butler announced. The food was quickly served. Ichigo can't help but drool over the food as she grabbed a fork.
All of them ate formally, while Ichigo ate like a pig.
"Yum!" Ichigo smiled. Now, only a pea was left on the plate. She quickly grabbed it with a fork but it rolled and went under the table. Ichigo chased after it and went under the table as well.
The butler carrying the lobster fillet, tripped over Ichigo's legs, causing the fillet to be thrown at Tezuka. All of them jaw dropped, except for Tezuka, looking calm but extreme annoyance was plastered on his face.
"Uh- What happened?!" Ichigo stood up but bumped her head at the table. "Ouch!"
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"Main Course!"
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All of them sat at the sofa while the music played.
"Ichigo why don't you dance with your fiancé?" her father lit a cigar.
"Wha- What?!" Ichigo can't help but glare at her father.
"Yes! It'd be better for them!" Tezuka's mother agreed.
Tezuka's eyes widened. He can't think of a good excuse. And he can't even disagree with their decision. If he did that, he's sure he will listen to his grandfather's muses about how ridiculous his actions were.
He stood up and went to Ichigo. "Shall we dance?"
Ichigo became speechless. She can feel goose bumps on her arms and legs. She looked at the elders, all expecting that she'll dance with him. She sighed and stood up.
They made their position, and danced. Ichigo kept on looking at her foot, trying her best not to make mistakes. Tezuka stepped on her foot. Ichigo bit her lip to ease the pain.
"That's it!" she whispered when Tezuka stepped on her foot again. She stepped as hard as she can on Tezuka's foot, but missed, breaking her heels on the process. Angrily, she walked away and went into the kitchen.
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"Stupid Tezuka, stupid engagement, stupid life!" she cursed. Her blue eyes suddenly caught a bottle. "What's that?"
Ichigo quickly took the bottle and looked at the label. She was confused since it was written in English. She couldn't read it but she can only spell it.
"S-P-A-N-I-S-H-W-I-N-E"
"Sounds good!" she took out a glass and poured some of its contents. Ichigo took a sip. "Tastes good! Like grape juice!" she took some more sips.
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Her lips were pale as her vision kept on spinning. She had hiccups but still she kept on drinking the liquid from the bottle she got.
"There you are Ichigo! We've been- Ichigo!" Atobe quickly ran to look at his sister, who fainted. "My God! She's drunk!"
All of them ran into the kitchen to find Atobe with his sister.
"Ichigo!" her mother quickly went to her.
Tezuka looked around and found the source of the problem. "She drank Spanish wine"
"What?!" all of them were surprised.
"And it seems like she drank the whole bottle of it"
Atobe's eyes widened. He can't believe that his sister had a drinking capacity of a drunkard. "Tezuka-san, would you mind if you carry Ichigo to her room?"
Tezuka looked at him. He was about to turn down his request but he was given no choice.
"After all, she is your fiancée" Atobe smirked.
Without a word, he went and carried Ichigo on his back.
"Her room is labeled with her name, you can easily find it" Atobe pointed at the staircase.
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It took him forever to climb up. She was as heavy as a boulder; and her dress added some extra weight. She snored quietly as she was carried by Tezuka. He can smell her breath. Wine mixed with all the other food she ate; he was like carrying a dead body because of the odor. Fortunately, Ichigo wasn't drooling on his suit.
He finally reached her room and opened the door. He was surprised by the sight. Her room was filled with everything that is orange; orange wallpaper, orange pillow, orange dolls. Strange, a strawberry that likes orange.
Tezuka hastily dropped her on the orange mattresses. He was about to leave the room when his conscience got into him. He went back and placed a blanket on her.
And with a silent whisper, she said. "Thank you"
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"Aww… my head!" Ichigo buried her head on her desk. Staying awake until three in the morning and drinking some S-P-A-N-I-S-H-W-I-N-E were not good for her.
Tezuka was reading a book while covering the dark rings around his eyes. He, too, was sleepless.
Shin was out cold, sleeping like a rock as well. They never knew why he was asleep.
And the day goes on for the three of them.
Chapter 5: The End
A/N: How was it? Hope you liked it. Please! Onegai! Don't forget to leave a review! T-T