Me: Well. Ichigo, care to give us a little hint as to what happens next?

Ichigo: (obviously embarrassed) yeah. next, I'm gonna kick your ass if you don't shut up!!!

Rukia: Whoa. What did i miss?!

Peyton had woken up early to get revenge on Ichigo, after the whole argument thing.

They had found out that by the time they had gotten back to the room and access to a computer, the fight was already on Youtube.

Yeah. All their classmates certainly found it hilarious.

Although, Peyton mused as she turned up the hot water, I'm kinda impressed. Already fifty thousand views in less than twenty-four hours.

She had just wrapped herself in a towel and was opening the bathroom door when she heard a noise behind her.

Peyton whirled around, scrutinizing the wall before coming to the conclusion that it was a just a creak.

As she turned back around, she ran right into Ichigo, and they bumped heads before falling to the tile.

"Ouch! What the hell was that, Ichigo?!"

Peyton rubbed her forehead tenderly before blushing. Ichigo was on top of her. And she was in nothing but a towel.

He blinked dumbly. "You're very...wet."

"Yeah. I take my showers while I'm naked, actually," Peyton snapped in annoyance.

He quickly sat up like the true spazz he was, helping her up as she kept a death-grip on her towel.

He then glared at her. "It took me about half an hour to get that lizard out of my hair."

Peyton blinked innocently. "Maybe you should learn not to leave your door open. All sorts of things can sneak in there."

Ichigo smirked. "What? Like naked girls in towels?"

"NO, but guys in frog boxers can certainly barge in on naked girls in towels."

She had a sudden thought while he was busy turning red over his boxers. "Hey, wait. If a girl's wearing a towel, doesn't that mean she has something covering her, so she's not naked anymore?"

"I guess. Either way, you're still very wet."

"That tends to happen. Wait, haven't we covered this?!"

Ichigo got all annoyed again. "Either way, I know this is all because I made you jealous yesterday."

Peyton got closer, so if she got annoyed enough she could slap him. "NOOOO, it's because you scared the crap out of me with that stupid picture!! And I wasn't jealous, thanks very much!!"

"How many times do I have to tell you?! I DIDN'T SEND THE PICTURE."

Peyton huffed. "Well, even if you didn't, I just KNOW this was all brought on because you wouldn't believe me about that stupid kiss!!"

"What about it?!"

"About me kissing you back and how I could go my WHOLE LIFE never kissing you ever again."

"Ever."

"EVER!!"

"So all I have to do to get you to stop annoying me is kiss you again?"

"What?! How would that solve anything?!"

"Because then it'd shut you up for once."

Peyton narrowed her eyes. "I dare you to even try."

He put a hand on her shoudler to keep her in one place. "That can easily be arranged."

Peyton eyed his hand threateningly, wondering if she should bite him. "Nope, not this time. You are NOT gonna make me squirm again."

Ichigo grinned rather evilly. "I bet I can. In fact, it should be even easier this time."

"And why is that," she snapped.

"Because all I have to do is get your towel off."

WHAT?!!

Peyton stifled a gasp. "...You wouldn't dare!"

His grip moved to her back, fiddling with the hem of the towel. "Oh, I would."

Peyton held her head higher in defiance. "Humph. Fine. I dare you. Go ahead."

He tried to keep his spazzing to a minimum, but she could see the shocked look on his face after knowing him so long. "W-What? Just like that?"

"Just like that."

"Lemme get this straight. I just threatened to remove this towel, the only thing covering you, which would essentially make you..naked..and you're cool with it?!"

"Yeah, I am. Go ahead. I dare you, Ichigo."

Now she had him where she wanted him. "Actually, I bet you would, just so you don't have to kiss me again. Because THEN it would make me the winner, because you're SO gonna kiss me back."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes. "No I wouldn't."

Peyton smirked. "Prove it."

Good. I'd take a quick kiss over him seeing me naked any day...Well, actually, both sound horrifying..

"Fine!!"

And with that said, he kissed her. Again.

It was weird at first, because both were determined not to be the first to kiss back, which was fighting natural instinct. But then Peyton had to breathe, and so she moved just a little, and he took that as HER kissing back first.

But she thought him pulling away was HIM kissing back first.

So then they were both sort of kissing back, and it became a competition to see who would pull away first.

And so far, neither planned on losing. Dammit.

Ichigo's thumb started tracing circles on her back, obviously trying to get her to chicken out and pull away, but there was no way he was winning this time!!

She was about to try and outdo him when they heard a very distinct shriek, followed by a "DAAAAADDDDD!!!!!!"

Me: Wow, it's even funnier in writing, eh, Ichigo? And hotter.

Ichigo: (turns about five shades of red) SHUT THE HELL UP!!

Rukia: (pissed off) Dammit! How could i sleep through all that?! I was right in the next room! All i heard was the shrieking!

Me: (shrugs) sucks for you. Huh. Weird. You were in a sucky position to hear things while Ichigo was sucking face. Ha! That sounds funny to say!!

Ichigo: Yeah, well, YOUR FACE is funny to see!!!

Me: (rolls eyes) Review! And maybe throw in some better combacks for poor Ichigo.

Ichigo: Hey!!!