I apologize for my extended absence. I was polishing my writing skills the likes of which you are all about to read. Your comments were all beautiful, They pushed me over the edge to continue. Enjoy.
"Se..Sena? What are you yelling about?" Hanabi cried standing whilst trying her best to subdue her frantic classmate and friend.
"THERE!" Sena cried aloud pointing out the window directly on a frantic Ichigo his instincts overtaking his better knowledge via two hands covering his face. The class all turned to the window, but not being able to see a thing looked back to Senna vexed.
"There! He's right there! A orange haired guy in black!' Senna ran to the window swinging it open the class walking to the window behind.
"Senna are you feeling alright?" Hanabi questioned.
"There isn't anyone there Senna." Chimed in another random female student the class muttering to themselves. Senna leaned out the window so that her deep yet excited expression was closer to 'The Strawberry Pervert', as she ha so eloquently put it.
"You!" She yelled to the stunned Shinigami. Ichigo uncovered his left eye a bit more confident as the only one who seemed able to see him was that girl. That gorgeous young girl with hair resembling a deep dark grape.
"No Blackberry is more accurate." Thought Ichigo pointing to himself in response but not letting his mouth move an inch.
"Yes you! Who the hell are. Hey let go of me!" Senna began and cried out as several students began to take her from the window."
"Senna must not be feeling well, l take you to the nurse." Hanabi muttered a bit frightened herself as a male classmate of average height began to shut the window. In a moment of ferociousness, the likes of which would make a hollow proud, The girl deemed crazy pointed one more to the window and broke free of her classmates grasp.
"You! pervert! Meet me at the front gate now!" With these final words she sprinted out of the door nearly knocking over her very elderly teacher, leaving only the sounds of her squeaking sneakers. The class muttered worried for several seconds wondering if they should follow her but as, the now very flustered teacher, regained his momentum he ordered the students to bow and take their seats.
Meanwhile, Ichigo was walking back and forth on the branch he had placed himself on in complete hysterics.
"Sh..She saw me? No that can't be right. She saw someone else with orange hair standing on this branch...ARRG! Nobody has orange hair in Japan!" Ichigo cried aloud running his palms through his hair and tugging, not for a second taking note to the fact that if indeed there was another person on the ledge he would have seen him.
"The front gate! I need to...Need to...ARRG! What the heck am I going to tell her if she can see me! That I was following her because her beauty made me cry!" Ichigo's thoughts battled back and forth but knowing that the front gate was only a five minute run from that particular classroom, having run around the school in it's entirety several times, he deemed that the best option was to walk to the front gate.
"An angel I'll tell her I'm an angel. That'll work right?" Ichigo questioned to nobody in particularly, Zangetsu looking down in embarrassment.
"No, Angels don't where black and carry swords the size of tall children." This sentence Ichigo spoke aloud while in the process of jumping from the tree and and running quickly to the front gate. Senna sprinted through the hallways violating five school policies, at the least, her short skirt fluttering in a manner that was extremely revealing and improper for a girl of her age. She had no idea why she needed to confront this person, that was most likely a child of her boredom and massive imagination, but she was sure of one thing. That even if he was a complete pervert, the act of looking into his serious yet hurt face made her chest beat in an extremely funny way.
"YOU!" She yelled kicking open the schools front doors. Ichigo turned having reached the schools front gate several moments prior.
"Me...?" Ichigo questioned walking from the schools gates to the doors where his 'Blackberry Heaven' stood.
"Yes you!' Senna declared placing her hands on her delicate yet well proportioned hips. Ichigo's eyes couldn't help but fall to her frame as she committed the act, and as a guy, he immediately began giving her the once over. In his mind at least.
"Slender, yet..Yet curvy. Not overly so but in a way that shows more than Rukia." Ichigo thought to himself his eyes trailing up her form.
"Hey Pervert, while I know I'm a nine and a half, maybe a ten I'd prefer you look at my face!" Senna flushed as she vocalized this particular stream of words partly because she was being eyed by a guy, but mostly because she found herself extremely excited at the prospects of this Strawberry Eyeing her.
"I'm..I'm sorry. What were you saying?" Ichigo's crimson face immediately shot up in a mass of sweat and he could have sworn he heard a deep high pitched laughter ring in his ears.
"I wasn't saying anything. Yet! I have some question's and your going to awnser them." Senna's left hand lifted angelically from her right hip and began waving in an instinctual female manner that declared you were in deep trouble.
"I really Can't, That Is this isn't a good idea." Ichigo began trying to step back deeming he had made a major mistake but was caught of guard by the girls massive vocalization.
"Who are you? Why Are you dressed like that? Why were you staring at me from outside the window? Why can nobody else see you, and for the love of God Why is your hair that ridiculous color? It looks like you left the Bleach in way too long." Senna finished her rant slightly out of breath a trickle of moisture causing her lower lip to gleam.
"Yellow doesn't suit you...' Ichigo sputtered only hearing about have of the entire rant.
"I know." The Blackberry beauty responded sadly, distracted for a single moment but still very determined to receive her awnsers.
It's summer now so I'll update more. Please review if You like, It's the motivation I need for this story to continue.