So…it's been a good while since I last updated. I'll save the excuses. I want to finish this story though, so I'm going to update again. Hopefully my next update will be faster than my last one. XD 'nyways. Enjoy, and forgive any occ-ness from the characters. And forgive any college flaws. I'm still a senior in high school.
Disclaimer: If I owned Bleach, Ichi-ruki would've already happened. O_____O
Because it's been such a long time since my last update and I don't know if I still have any readers left, I'll include a summary and recap.
Summary: Rukia is assigned to assassinate Aizen for the ruthless murders of his students. But things don't always go according to plan. Not only does she have to deal with horrible surprises (specifically a roommate among other things), she must become...a college guy. AU ichiruki
Recap so far: Rukia has transferred into college under the alias Ryoko. After getting lost, she manages to finally find her dorm room. To her dismay she finds that she has a roommate.
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Her alarm rang at five. The sharp screech pierced the air and she slapped it off eyes darting upward to see if her roommate had woken up. A snort and mumble alleviated her suspicions. Seems that he could sleep through anything. Turns out so could she, if she could sleep in that binding.
"What I do for the company," she grumbled. Pulling herself out of bed, she winced. The binding was getting incredibly uncomfortable. Damn the company. They told her that she'd have her own room. Now she couldn't even relax.
"Get away from me you creep!"
Rukia jumped and whirled around. Ichigo had a foot in the air and was wearing an irritated expression. But he was still asleep.
"I really need a shower," she groaned.
"Then go take one."
She froze. "What?"
"You heard me," he snorted.
"Why are you awake?" she hissed.
"What, I'm not allowed to get up when I damn please?" She glared at him. "If you must know, my dad wakes me up every morning. Or he does when I'm home. It's a habit for me to get up and deflect his kick."
"He kicks you awake?" Rukia looked shocked.
"He's eccentric."
"So you've been awake since my alarm rang?" Ichigo turned to face the wall.
"I didn't hear an alarm ring…but hell. Your voice is so…"
"…so what?" Ichigo turned to see Rukia glaring at him.
"What the hell are you doing!?" he yelped, crashing into the wall. "You don't invade a guy's personal space when he's sleeping!" Rukia adjusted her seat on his bed.
"You weren't sleeping." She retorted. "You were just about to insult me." Ignoring Ichigo's flabbergasted face she asked, "What do you know about Aizen?"
"Who?" he spluttered. The new guy was seriously catching him off-guard.
"Aizen, Aizen-sensei. Whatever. You know."
He wanted to talk about class…now?!
"Why do I have to tell you anything? Can't you just let me sleep!? It's past six and I have class at eight!"
Six. Six in the bloody morning? It was just five a few minutes ago! Rukia nearly fell off. They'd spent an hour arguing…if she didn't go now, the shower room was going to be full of naked guys. Her cover would be blown in an instant because of both her lack and excess of appendages. Under no circumstances was she going to allow her brother to give her a...
She deftly jumped down, rummaging in her belongings for her shampoo, conditioner, and other much needed bathroom products before running out the door.
Ichigo watched her go in bafflement. Ryoko was certainly a strange guy.
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At least she'd found the shower room easily enough. Thankfully guys' hadn't raided it yet. She shouldn't be so surprised though. It wasn't like them to get up early to take a shower. She froze. That last part…she had gotten up early to take a shower. It wouldn't matter if no one had seen her cause she wasn't a guy. But Ichigo had seen her.
She slammed her head against the shower stall. She was seriously going to have to get up quieter. Ichigo, contrary to her initial belief, was a light sleeper. Her behavior must have been unnaturally suspicious. In the midst of her dilemma, her shampoo crashed to the floor successfully breaking her out of her reverie. It instantly reminded of the time she did not have, and she undressed. The bindings were finally off. She allowed herself content sigh before unleashing a torrent of water.
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Ichigo tossed and turned. He rolled onto his back, he rolled onto his stomach. He counted sheep. He counted backwards. But try as he might, he couldn't go back to sleep.
"Screw it all." He muttered. He knew having a roommate would corrupt his mind. But he never thought that it'd happen so soon. Damn that Kuchiki. Sighing he pushed himself up. Maybe it wasn't a total waste. Now that he was up, he might as well do a bit of research on the person he'd spend the rest of his college life rooming with.
He leapt of the bed, and made for the small suitcase that Ryoko had carried in. Personal items told a lot about people, he told himself. It's important to know I'm not rooming with a psychotic killer. He ignored the nagging voice in the back of his head telling him that he was just being a curious jack-ass.
The suit case was full of clothes. Go figure. Standard, basic name-brand stuff. Any guy with a life would have him. That told him almost nothing, 'cept that the guy had a life. He rummaged around deeper and after a few minutes of fruitless searching, hit a file. A smirk slid across his face: jackpot.
He opened the file.
CASE 666: AISEN SOUSKE
Teacher. Teaches Psychology. Has taught for 12 years. Every two years a student goes missing. Six years ago, students started to disappear every year. For the last three years, two have gone missing . And in the last year alone, five students have been kidnapped. No one knows what is happening. The only link between the missing students is Aizen Sosuke's class. We did not even know of this connection until until recently. Someone was wiping the missing students off of his class roster list. And None of the students in his class ever remember having the missing students in their class. This matter is of the utmost urgency. We have reason to believe that foul play is involved. The likelihood that any of the missing kids are still alive is less than one percent. Information on Aizen Sosuke is scarce at best. All that we know is what has been previously mentioned, and that he has no immediate family.
URGENCY LEVEL: 1 CLEARANCE LEVEL: EXECUTION. SECURITY LEVEL: RESTRICTED
Ichigo looked at the file, blinked twice and reread the bolded words. CLEARANCE LEVEL: EXECUTION. Hell, he was dealing with a psychotic killer. He took a moment to bask in the glory of proving his conscience wrong. And then he froze as a voice pierced the air,
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?"
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Sorry, it's a bit short. D: I'm worried there might be a few inconsistencies with the other chapters because I couldn't properly re-read them before writing this 'cause my internet is d.e.a.d. and utter crap at the moment.
Also, there was a bit too much main stream stuff going on, and not enough side-stream. Sorry about that. And I may have gotten Aizen's name wrong. If I did…ignore it. XD He got a name change. ^____^
All reviews appreciated and much loved. Give me six new ones and I'll have a new chapter for any of my readers that are left in a week or less.
