Disclaimer: I disclaim everything but the plot.
A/N: I am REALLY sorry for being so late, but I just COULDN'T write for some reason! It was really annoying me until today, I was thinking about the story and this scenario hit me like a ton of bricks.
On with the story…
School ended an hour ago. I just couldn't return home just yet. I was thinking about Hitsugaya-kun and I felt like I needed to just walk around, have some fresh air, you know. I barely see him outside of class. I know he's avoiding me, but it still hurts and what's worse is that I STILL don't know what I did wrong. It is just frustrating. All I can do is keep staring at him in class, but that's definitely not enough.
My thoughts started drifting elsewhere. I started thinking of how beautiful his white skin is, how soft it must feel. I could see(in my head) his handsome features, his striking teal eyes, his perfect nose, his rosy kissable lips. I daydreamed about going out with him, touching him, kissing him. Oh how beautiful he, "OUCH!" I said as I was brought back to reality by a pole that I hit my head on. I looked at my watch and noticed that it has been more than two hours since school finished, and I was both tired and hungry from all the walking. I can only thank god that I know where this place is and that am not lost.
I walked a bit more to see a café(1) as my stomach growled. It seemed like just the perfect time and place for me to have a white mocha (extra white choco :P) and a croissant. I went in and saw that it was almost empty. I went straight to the counter and ordered, "hey, excuse me, but I need a white mocha with WHAO, Hitsugaya-kun, what are you doing here?"
"I work here," he replied, "forget that we know each other and just order what you want to."
"Hey, don't be like that, and what the hell exactly do you have against me."
"It doesn't matter what I have against you, if you forgot then it shows that you didn't care about what you did to me back then!" he said angrily.
"back then," I asked "are you saying I know you from before I moved? Is that why you're angry, did I do something horrible to you?"
"Kurosaki, just shut up OK, don't ask me, ask yourself, and please just order what you want before you get me fired!"
"but I…" I started to be cut off with "unless you want me to hold losing my job against you too, shut up and order!"
My shift was already over but for some reason I was still worked up. I didn't wanna return home to my depressed mom in THIS mood. 'I'll walk around for a while to cool down before going back.' I thought. I started walking and thinking about Kurosaki, It actually feels like he changed. It feels like he wasn't the same person that I know. He has become better. But humiliation of what he did to me stopped me from even considering being his friend. Besides, why the hell does he wanna be MY friend of all people anyways?
I kept walking wherever my feet led me. I stopped to look at my surroundings, I was completely lost! I don't have the foggiest clue of where I am. I looked at my watch to see that it has been quite some time since my shift ended. I felt tired from walking so I went to sit on a nearby bench in some playground. I checked my phone to call my mother and see if she'd know where this Alexander Street is supposed to be, but it turned out to be out of battery.
I sighed and rested on the bench for a bit. When I stood up, my head landed straight between a pair of humongous breasts that could only belong to one person I know, Matsumoto Rangiku.
"Oh Toushiro, don't you think you are moving a bit too fast." She said with a blush and a smirk.
"You're the one who was standing in front of my face, besides I am not interested in older women anyway."
"Hey, am not THAT old."
"Yea sure, grandma." I said with my tongue out. She smiled and asked me, "so, what brought you here in the first place?"
"I could ask you the same question." I replied
"I asked you first but whatever, I live there," and she pointed to a building across from us, "and I came down when I saw you."
"Oh, ok" I said, "actually, I got lost on my way back home and ended up here" I answered here with a sheepish grin.
"How come?"
"Well, I was thinking about some things while walking and I didn't want to go back home in a bad mood."
"I see, so what got you in a bad mood in the first place."
"You sure are nosy, you know, many people don't appreciate that."
"You sure are secretive, you know, many friends don't appreciate that."
"You've got a point," I said with a blush, "it's just that I had a fight with Kurosaki in a café where I work."
"Oh, you mean Kurosaki Ichigo?"
"You know him?"
"Not really, he's a friend of a friend, her name is Orihime, anyways, what was it about?"
"You are really are nosy AND persistent aren't you? Can't you take a hint when someone doesn't tell you everything, especially since I have no reason to."
"I know that you don't wanna tell me everything Toushiro, but you will have to sometime and believe me you'll feel better if you tell someone about your problems. Besides, you do have a very good reason to tell me."
"Oh yea, what's that?"
She smirked and said, "you're lost, and I know how far away from school my house is, and I know that yours is besides karakura hospital. So only I can tell you where your house is."
"What if I ask someone else?" I asked with a triumphant smile.
She replied with a bigger smile, "your ego is too big for your own good, you'd rather be lost for a week than ask a stranger for directions."
At that, I sighed in defeat and started talking, "Ok, I'll tell you, but you better not tell anyone about this or I'll kill you with an icicle while you sleep."
"I promise I won't tell."
"Okay, it was around two years ago, the week after my father's death. I went to school that week depressed and didn't talk to anyone. And there was this bully that liked to take other's lunch money. That day I was quite the easy target so he came, hit me and took my money. I didn't do anything, in my depressed mood, I just sat in the hallway crying. After lunch was over, I went to class normally like nothing happened. However, after school, as I tried to get out of the class, Kurosaki pushed me. I remained silent and went to the other door, but he followed me and tripped me.
He came with a bunch of his friends and my clothes off of me saying, "it's nothing personal, we just wanna check if you are really a boy or a crybaby girl." And to add salt to wound they pushed me into the garbage bin. After that, all my friends stopped hanging out with me, saying that they don't want to be seen with me and I was made the year's laughing stock. Even the next year, this continued, and it hurt, it hurt SO MUCH you couldn't even imagine." I said and started to cry. Rangiku sat there bewildered saying, "I'm sorry, I had no idea that you had to go through something like that." She hugged me and patted my back as I cried my eyes out in front of her.
A/N: (1) I heard café in America isn't like a café here which is equivalent to a coffeehouse, just to clear things up….
This is all I could write, I am mentally exhausted, but I apologize again for being so late. And before you tell me Ichigo isn't that kinda person, just wait and you'll probably know the reason in future chapters….