For the Love of Life
Summary- A series of disjointed drabbles about Ichigo and Rukia.
Disclaimer- No, I wouldn't love to own it.
A/N- This isn't an IchiRuki drabble by any standards. I know. And it isn't much.
Chapter 4
'Oi, Ichigo! Oi!'
Ichigo almost fell out of his seat. Oh, maybe, he did. Ishida was quicker to respond. 'If it isn't Abarai-kun!'
Only Ichigo didn't know how to react. Renji was waving to him, standing in his school grounds, wearing an infernal jacket and hideous shades. Waving to him, too. Damn.
'Oi!'
Ichigo paced downstairs and tackled the matter out front. He grabbed Renji by the neck and dragged him into a bush. 'Why are you here?'
'Is this your school, Ichigo? It's…'
'Why are you here again, Renji?'
'Again? Don't be ridiculous. This is my first time, too.'
'Okay, I'm not going to ask again. Why the HELL are you here?'
'That'd better be a prelude to a fight. Damn, my gigai's too tight.'
'Wait,' he said, noticing Ichigo's face for the first time, 'I'm the new Shinigami representative for Karakura town.'
'WHAT?'
'Did you not hear I-c-h-i-g-o?
Ichigo couldn't believe that he was lounging on the staircase with a soda, with Abarai Renji for company. His shades were really ticking him off.
'Why didn't you protest? Or yell? Or make a scene like you usually do?'
Ichigo also couldn't believe that he was discussing Rukia, with him. Oh well.
'I did not, because….I…'
'Oh, leave it. I know your type.'
'My TYPE?'
'Oh, yeah. Knew someone who was just like you in some instances.'
'Just like me?' Ichigo was trying not to sound too interested.
'Yeah. But I'll wait for Rukia to tell you. You do, too.' Renji looked up.
'I'd better head back to Urahara's now. I'm really hungry.'
'That's all you think about.'
'Hmmph.'
When Renji left, Ichigo finally let his thoughts run amok. If Renji was here, couldn't Rukia…?
But, she wouldn't right?