(Ichigo and I are currently exploring our House of Cake given to us by "im a kitty that luvz sweets". Hanging from the ceiling is our Disco Ball Cake given to us by "rainbowdragongirl101", and on the table are several prizes. "Ishihackaloogie"'s Giza Pyramids Cake, "xXNightly RainXx"'s sugar-filled cakes and cookies, "Shoot-the-Moon13"'s strawberry shortcake and cookie cake and bunny-shaped brownie cake.)
Me: (Fiddling with Awesomesauce Bazooka, which "the shiniest pebble EVER" got through COMPLETELY INNOCENT METHODS) We're back!
Ichigo: (Flapping Get-Well Card Cake from "rainbowdragongirl101" open and closed while simultaneously eating it and his Life-Sized-Zanpakuto-Cake from "MangaMagic") ...We got a lot of shit from the last chapp, in case you haven't noticed.
Rukia: (Licking ice cream cone with Chappy candies sprinkled on top given to her by "rainbowdragongirl101") Hey, Mandy, wanna come with me to the mailbox?
Me: WHY would i wanna do that?
Rukia: BECAUSE, I'm sending Captain Zuraki and Yachiru the lollipop from "rainbowdragongirl101" and I figured-
Me: (Runs upstairs the Cake House spastically) LEMME JUST GET MY FAN LETTER TO MAIL WITH IT!
Rukia: (Sweatdrops) ...You would...want...to come?
Ichigo: She is nothing if not a spastic dumbass.
Rukia: (Eye-roll) Whatever. Enjoy!
Ichigo: Oh, and also, Mandy would like us to congratulate Penguin on her latest conquest.
Me: Enjoy!
Rukia: (Flings cake at my head) THAT'S MY LINE!
Somehow, she'd probably never know how, but Peyton was somehow the first to wake up. At first she wondered if she was dreaming.
Not only was she actually WARM and COMFORTABLE...well, minus the soreness, but she was used to that after yesterday...but there was sunlight creeping in through her window and she had yet to be disturbed.
On a school day.
So naturally, she was almost instantly paranoid. Peyton resisted the urge to lurch into a sitting position, instead she inhaled in that groggy sniffy kind of way and tried to get her eyes to focus.
It was no wonder she was so warm and comfortable, Ichigo was still right there beside her, fast asleep.
She turned over to glance at her clock, and she came THIS CLOSE to doing her famous happy-dance.
It was nine-thirty. School had been in session for two and a half hours! And she...was STILL...in bed.
When the hell did she get so lucky?
AND Ichigo was right there with her.
So who was she to disobey fate? Peyton had no CHOICE but to turn back over and get comfortable against him.
TWO HOURS OR SO EARLIER...
"Was Peyton with you?" Matsumoto asked Rukia, who shook her head slowly. "Nooo...I assumed she was with you this morning."
"She wasn't with me and Orihime..."
They exchanged a look as Ms. Ochi came in looking all happy and excited. "Welcome back, Shinji! Where on Earth did you go?"
The Soul Reapers' and Orihime's jaws dropped, while Shinji simply waltzed in and flashed a smile. Somehow it was still dazzling despite his twin black eyes and the bruises on his arms.
There was also a very detailed, red sandal mark across the side of his face. "Pleasure to be back, Ms. Ochi. I've just been...busy with family matters."
"Well, as long as you're here now. Why don't you find a seat!" Ms. Ochi paused to scrutinize two empty desks in particular.
"...Huh. Where's Ichigo and Peyton?"
Shinji picked the seat between the two empty desks, making Renji let out a whistle. "Now you're just asking for it, Vizard. Ichigo's gonna beat ya to a pulp if he sees you sitting there between him and his girlfriend."
Matsumoto beamed. "Yeah, he has a girlfriend now!"
Shinji waved them off. "Oh, you must be talking about Peyton. Nah, my love'll keep him on his leash. How could she pass up a seat next to me? I'm so adorably lovable!"
The Soul Reapers sweatdropped, while Orihime glanced out the window. "I wonder what they're doing right now..."
Everyone stared off into space thoughtfully.
Renji imagined they were off plotting schemes to further trim his beloved mane.
Rukia imagined they were still trying to find the Secret Ingredient to that damned cake her and Ichigo's friend was stupid enough to let him have.
Matsumoto imagined them making out in an abandoned alley before deciding they should buy their favorite Soul Reaper, Rangiku Matsumoto, as many new outfits as possible, maxing out Renji's recently-bought credit card.
Toshiro imagined they were off robbing a bank or blowing up a bridge.
Orihime imagined they were doing something romantic of some sort.
Shinji simply shrugged and said casually, "She's probably hunting down her underwear as we speak. She has a habit of misplacing it, apparently."
Their jaws dropped. "W-W-WHAAAAAT?"
PRESENT TIME...
Shinji had five new handprint marks on his face, which he was rubbing miserably. "I can't believe the marks are STILL there. You've all damaged my mojo, you know. I might have to make you pay for that."
Rukia sighed exasperatedly. "Shinji, you have YET to explain Peyton's underwear."
"How would I know about her underwear? She was LOOKING for it, I never got to see what they LOOKED LIKE. ...Come to think of it, I wonder if Ichigo even got to see that...Since they were in another room entirely and there was a bath towel by his bed, which I assume was used by my beloved...Hmmm.."
He then stared into space thoughtfully, making their eyes twitch in annoyance.
"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU EVEN HERE?" Renji shouted, making him jump out of his reverie.
Shinji crossed his arms. "Do I need a reason to come visit? We missed Ichigo, is all. It's been a while."
"Is Hiyori in one piece?" Orihime wondered.
"Unfortunately."
"Damn," Renji and Toshiro hissed under their breath, earning slaps from Rukia and Matsumoto.
The Vizard chuckled in amusement. "Maaan, you guys are WHIPPED!"
Renji rubbed the side of his face self-consciously. "Shut up! Ichigo's the one who's whipped, not us!"
Toshiro nodded. "We don't even have girlfriends."
Shinji cocked a skeptical eyebrow, seeing as they were both carrying each female Soul Reapers' books for them.
"...No, not whipped at all."
"Speaking of Ichigo, what exactly DO you know about Peyton's underwear problem?"
"I know they must be nice, and she sure has a nice ass to cover them with. I should ask Ichigo about that, but then again, I don't want any more bruises until these heal..."
Rukia's eyes widened. "Do you mean to say...That you think Ichigo's seen her...NAKED?"
Shinji looked at her as if she were the dumb one. "Well, gee. Hiyori and I arrived to see her in nothing but his t-shirt, he had to grab a shirt while she grabbed her underwear from the bathroom, and DID I MENTION we found them breathing heavy and trying to go to sleep in his bed? ...Yeah, Rukia, I'm sure he got no action whatsoever."
Everyone was stunned into silence, save for Renji's distinct whine. His and Toshiro's lower lips trembled, and they dropped all the books as they started rolling across the floor, pitching fits.
"WE WANNA BE WHIPPED TO-O-OOOOO!"
MEANWHILE...
"Peyton."
"...Hmmm..?"
"It's almost eleven."
"Yeeeep."
"We should be in school right now..."
"...Yeeeep."
"...How the HELL did we get away with this?" He wondered as he continued to play with her hair.
She shrugged with a yawn. "I dunno...Epic awesomesauceness?"
"Of course, why didn't I think of that!"
"Because your brain's still asleep. You know, I think your brain has the right idea, I'm going back to sleep."
To her amazement, Ichigo didn't reply, and she actually opened her eyes for the first time in at least two hours. "Whoa, wait. You're not gonna keep me from going to sleep?"
"Nope. I'm tired, you're tired...Sleep sounds good."
Peyton groaned. "Ahhh, Ichigo! Now that you've said that, I wanna do anything BUT sleep."
"WHY?"
"Because YOU WANT to sleep! Jeez, you just ruined it for me!" She accused.
He groaned too, then seemed to have an idea. "Well, then...If we're not sleeping...We pretty much HAVE to go to school," he pointed out, his lips against her neck.
She sighed with disappointment, then stopped short, biting her lip thoughtfully as he continued kissing her neck and collarbone. "Waaait a minute...! Since we're wide awake, we might as well figure out what sort of activity we could do without having to get dressed, or leave the room, or any of those other boring activities. Hmmm...What could we POSSIBLY do?"
"You sure you're up for it?"
She grinned. "I suggested it, didn't I?"
TWO HOURS LATER...
"This-" BAM "Is SO not faaaair!" BAM.
"I knooow!" BAM. "He's probably-" BAM "Getting action-" BAM "As we speak! Stupid-" BAM "Strawberry-" BAM "BA-A-ASTAARD!" BAM BAM BAM BAM.
Keigo and Seth watched Toshiro and Renji, shaking their heads with sympathy. Rukia gave Seth a weird look. "The hell are YOU doing here?"
"Had to drop somethin' off to Okiwura from Ms. Nagimari. What exactly are these two moping about?"
"Oh, nothing much, just Ichigo and Peyton going all the way and making love yesterday," Matsumoto said casually. "RANGIKU!" Rukia and Orihime exclaimed as Seth's right eye twitched menacingly.
"...WHAT?"
Matsumoto waved her hands as if preventing a major traffic accident from occuring. "I-I-I meeean, not your SISTER Peyton and Ichigo, but the Peyton and Ichigo from that tv show!"
"WHAT tv show?" He asked in a rather ominous voice, making them all laugh nervously.
"U-Uhhhh, you know, THAT SHOW!" Renji lied oh-so-smoothly, making Rukia facepalm with a temple throb.
Toshiro cleared his throat.
"It's titled 'Strawberry Fields'. It's about a man that just moved from Tokyo to Alabama, named Ichigo. There he meets Peyton, and they have many antics together seeing as they can both see spirits. Also, they both have amazing spiritual powers. Ichigo is a substitute Soul Reaper, who helps guide ghosts to the afterlife. He also exorcises Hollows, ghosts gone bad, and wields a zapakuto, a spirit sword. It is named Zangetsu. Peyton can manipulate electricity and see the whole spiritual spectrum of auras. They meet by pure accident, and go from not being able to STAND each other, to friends, to CLOSE friends, and eventually fall in love while still listing 'pissing each other off' as their favorite pastime," Toshiro concluded.
Everyone waited in tense silence as Seth stared at him skeptically. Finally, he started laughing. "Ha! Like THAT'LL get a lot of fans! Soul Reapers, Hollows, spirit ninja swords...And my sister...How do you WATCH THAT?"
He clapped Toshiro on the back before heading for the door. "Could you imagine if that were real and they actually HAD those powers? Man...I would have the coolest little sister ever!"
They all let out sighs of relief as he left, while Keigo grinned. "Wow, I think I might watch that show! I wonder if they have that usual character that provides comic relief. Y'know, the loser kid that thinks everybody loves him when really they can't STAND him?"
The others exchanged looks before laughing nervously. "Yeah...Not that we have one of those around HERE..."
Shinji, totally oblivious, jerked his thumb to Keigo. "Well then what the hell do you call THAT?"
Keigo blew a rasberry at him before stomping off. "Yeah, well, you can just KISS MY ASS, SHINJI!"
As soon as Seth turned the corner, he frowned. "Hmm...Maybe I should stop by home real quick, JUST to see what she's up to..."
THIRTY MINUTES LATER...
"We...are SO epic," Ichigo commented.
"Tell me something I don't know!" She shouted from the bathroom.
"Ummm...I'm scratching my hot orange ass right now?"
"No you're not!"
His jaw dropped. "How'd you know?"
She giggled. "You just told me!"
Ichigo sweatdropped. "How the hell did I fall for THAT old trick...?"
He heard the ripping of paper, but decided whatever it was he probably didn't want to know.
"Because you're a moron, obviously," was her sincere and heartfelt reply.
With a flush of the toilet and running of the sink, she shuffled back into her room. The sheets she had currently wrapped herself in were making weird swooshing noises on the floor, and she dove onto her spot on her bed carelessly.
"Alright, c'mon, that's bringing hogging the covers to a whole new level," Ichigo complained, tugging at her sheets.
She pouted. "Well, what if I wanna be the Statue of Liberty next Halloween? I might as well get practice now."
He grinned. "Did you know they have a naked weather girl on some Canadian news station? Why don't you practice being her instead?"
"Oh REALLY?" She replied, grinning as she kissed him. He started tugging away part of the sheets, running a hand down the whole length of her side, and she pulled him even closer.
And OF COURSE Seth decided now was the ideal time to come home.
"Peeeeyton? YOU AWAKE?"
They both froze mid-kiss, his hand lingering above her thigh. Their eyes snapped open, looking towards her door as Seth shut the front door and set his keys on the counter.
"...SHIT!"