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Chapter 7:Unshared Emotions
When Shiro opened his eyes, Ichigo was asleep, slumped in a chair next to him. How long was I out this time? He wondered. He turned to see Ichigo's clock glow with red numbers. "3:30? Damnit..." He hissed under his breath. He slowly rose and stareatched, notijng how Ichigo didn't so much as stir. He must really be tired... he thought. Sighing, he slowly walked over and lifted one of Ichigo's arms over his shoulders and helped the sleeping orange head to his feet.
"Mm...not now..." He muttered in his sleep.
"Ya ain't sleeping in the damned chair, ya idiot." Shiro muttered a reply. "Your back'll get sore and you'll be bitchy in the morning."
"I don't want peanut butter." Shiro rolled his eyes as he placed Ichigo carefully down on the bed, removing his shoes and covering him with the sheets. "Mmm...thanks Shiro." Shiro froze and sighed.
"You're welcome Ichigo..." He whispered and watched as Ichigo fell deeper into sleep. Suddenly, an impulse hit him as he watched Ichigo's face relax, mouth parted slightly as he breathed. He leaned down and placed his lips against Ichigo's. He drew back just as quickly, shaking his head and gripping his hair. He touched his lips, surprised that they still tingled. No! Nononononono! I can't be doing this! He thought, shocked at his action and he ran downstairs and out into the cool night. There had better be a Hollow ta kill!
When Ichigo woke up, he was surprised to see Shiro sitting in the chair he had been in, but fully awake and looking distressed. "Morning Shiro." He said. Shiro jolted a bit and shook his head. "You ok?"
"Y-yeah, just peachy. At least, I think that's what you humans say..."
"No one's said it like that in five years."
"Ok, then sue me. I'm not entirely used to this place yet..." Shiro grumbled and yawned, streatching his arms and legs. His back hurt like a bitch, or at least, that's how he knew humans put it. Ichigo got out of the bed and frowned when he noticed he was in yesterdays clothes.
"Ugh, this disgusts me sometimes."
"So being in your shihakusho doesn't? You're always wearing it when your a Soul Reaper."
"That's...different." Ichigo murmered and Shiro laughed. Ichigo smiled as the distressed aura Shiro had seemed to fade away. He's better this way... he thought, and felt a bit shocked at how his heart seemed to beat a little faster as the Hollow laughed. Huh?
"C'mon, or we'll be late for school Ichigo." Ichigo stopped and looked at Shiro. "What?"
"You called me...Ichigo..."
"Duh, ya asked me too, remember?" Shiro rolled his eyes and shrugged. "Whatever, let's get going, before your teacher beats the shit outta us. She's a mean lady." He laughed as he walked downstairs, but Ichigo remained rooted to his spot.
Something's...not right. He never calls me by my name...
Maybe he's plotting something against you... That omnipresent voice rang in his head again, bringing an ugly feeling with it. Ichigo shook his head, remembering the distressed look Shiro had held earlier.
He seemed worried...or upset...
Maybe he believes you do not trust him...this is good isn't it? He is a Hollow.
Yeah, but-
"Ichigo! C'mon already!"
"Y-yeah! On my way!" Ichigo tried to think of what to reply with, but nothing came to mind as the voice seemed to fade away. I'm still uncertain of what he really wants...but I promised to try to trust him...may as well keep my promise.
As the school day dragged on, Shiro could tell something was bothering Ichigo. 'Sumthin up King?'
'You never told me what you found out...but it can wait.' Ichigo replied with his mind. He could feel Shiro tense a bit and sigh mentally.
'I ain't too sure what it is they really want...but it has to do with-'
"Are either of you two boys paying attention? !" The teacher snapped.
"Yes teacher lady." Shiro muttered earning a bout of laughter from the students.
Please everyone, no encouragement! Ichigo thought, noting the nasty grin Shiro was sporting. 'Shiro! Don't piss her off!'
'Aww, c'mon please?'
'NO!' Ichigo snapped, more furious than annoyed, and Shiro visibaly flinched, instantly making Ichigo clear his throat. 'S-sorry...'
"Sorry ma'am...I'm not feeling well..." Shiro muttered, yet remained in his seat.
"Fine then. I'll bypass it this time, Mr. Shirosaki." Ichigo noticed how upset Shiro seemed and he couldn't help but feel guilty.
'I didn't mean to snap like that...'
'I know...it isn't your fault. I think that whatever's wrong inside your soul is making you angrier, making you more...volatile? I think that's the right word...'
'Beats me...' Ichigo mentally shrugged.
"Ugh...for a second there, I thought she was out for my head..." Shiro grumbled.
"I, on the other hand, seriously believed that you could've been a bit more polite." Ichigo muttered, though loud enough for Shiro to hear.
"Sorry Ichigo..." Ichigo stared blankly at him before his brown eyes filled with concern.
"You're never like this..."
"Huh?"
"You're quiter today...and you're actually listening to me. How come?"
"I told you; I want you to trust me." Shiro explained. "If I listen to you, would you trust me better?" Ichigo honestly couldn't believe the words comijng out of his Hollow's mouth. Shiro was always haugty, arrogant5 and rude, never quite and...careful.
"Actually, you being yourself is better." Shiro gave him a puzzled look. "I feel like your up to something."
"I'm not up to anything. I just thought that-"
"So what happened in my soul?" Ichigo quickly tried to change the subject.
"It's odd, I can't truly say. I..." Shiro looked at Ichigo and an uneasiness filled up inside him. I can't tell him...I don't want him there again...
"What? You what?"
"It kicked me out before I could figure anything out..." Shiro sighed. "It was also more...painful."
"Painful?"
"Right here..." Shiro placed a hand on his heart. "It felt like my heart was beating way too fast...it-" He was surprised when Ichigo reached out to touch the hand covering his heart, and slowly removed it. Ichigo's hand felt warm against his chest as Ichigo studied the area above it.
"I can't believe you have a heartbeat like this..." Ichigo sounded amazed, and Shiro remembered his gut feeling from the night before.
"There are times when it beats so much faster..." He muttered.
"Oh? When?" Ichigo looked at Shiro to see him struggling with something.
"L-let's get home ok?" Shiro said, pushing Ichigo's hand away and walking briskly back home. Ichigo narrowed his eyes slightly.
I want to know what's bothering him... He thought. He felt his own heart, surprised at how quickly it was beating. And why does my own beat so rapidly when he's close to me?
In Hell...
Hmm...a little more of a push, I believe... Shuren thought with a smile. I'm close now. Let's play on his feelings, shall we? He then glanced at the albino in the corner of the scene in front of him. Ultimatly, it doesn't matter which one I take. But he's so much easier to convince... His grin widened and he felt the chains around his arms curl tighter. Very soon, I'll have his body...
Chapter 7 end
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