Disclaimer: Standard applied

Summary: Autumn last year I was rejected. My boyfriend fell in love with another girl. The man who rejected me is still my boyfriend even now, and the girl he loves is still my best friend. And even now they still love each other. AU.

Note:

Past/Thought

Present

-. This is an AU, so as expected from most AU, yes the character would be OOC. So don't bother to review about the OOCness-

edited: 4/11/10

Thanks for my NEW BETA: MiloMaxwell

and reviewers:

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Chapter 4 —Renji—

"Stupidity"

They called me stupid.

I was never the smartest guy in the world but to say that I was stupid was rather mean. I mean, I knew, sometimes it took time for me to understand what people meant to say, but most of the time I could see how people acted and I'd know what they actually mean. Just because it took time for me to realize, it did not mean I would not realize it. I was not that stupid—stupid but just not THAT stupid.

Talk about stupid, I thought that no one would defeat Ichigo. This guy, my friend actually, was a real living idiot. Maybe he was one of—if not the only one—the worst idiot in this world. Period.

He might be quite smart in the class, but when it was about human feeling, he was a total moron.

Gezz…

I did not know what had happened amongst him, Orihime, and Rukia, but I was not blind. I could see that something had happened and somehow I could guess what it was about. Even people like me could somehow put two and two together and got four.

I slammed the now empty glass onto the counter table. I shouted to the young bartender, "One more!"

The emo styled bartender looked at me with his cold green eyes as he walked toward me with a bottle of liquor in his hand. He poured the liquor into my glass and let out an inaudible sigh as he did so. He did not show much expression but I had gotten used to his poker face.

"Are you planning to get drunk again tonight?"

I grabbed the glass and gulped the liquor to the last drop. Once I had drunk it all, I slammed the empty glass again, "More."

The dark haired bartender looked at me with a warning look, "Fine, just remember, do-not-vomit-here."

I rolled my eyes, "You're so talkative tonight, Ulquiorra…"

He looked at me, his expression was still the same plain as usual, "And you're so drunk." He poured more liquor, ""This is the last one."

I did not answer him. I drank the last glass of liquor I could get for tonight. I had known Ulquiorra for years; I knew that once he said something, it would not be the other way. I would never know what was on his mind, but Ulquiorra was an intimidating man, somehow. He could just lean on the wall and looked at a random guy without saying anything, it'd be enough to make the poor random guy want to piss his pants.

He did not say anything as he watched me drink the liquor. His green eyes were almost glowing in the darkness. I pretended like I did not know that he was watching me right now. I looked at the empty glasses, pretended that the pattern of the glass interested me.

"How's she?"

He did not make any expression at that question he just asked me. I looked into his eyes, tried to find some emotion but I found none. I shrugged. I knew who he was talking about; I just did not know how to answer it. I was never good at verbal answer. Hell I was never good at giving any answer.

He demanded an answer.

So I answered.

"Uh, Fine?"

He narrowed his eyed a little, "You don't seem sure."

I sighed, "Why not just go and see her by yourself?" I looked at him seriously, "She misses you… Everyone misses you."

Well maybe except one.

"I do not wish to disturb her."

I almost laughed at his answer. Another stupid guy we had here. I knew, he knew as well as I knew that she would never get disturbed if she knew that he wanted to see her. I was sure, she would be happy. After all, it had been a long time since the last time they met.

Though I knew as well a certain orange haired idiot would not be happy with that.

"You know you would not disturb her." I grinned as I stated matter-of-fact.

He did not say anything. He grabbed a bottle of expensive liquor and rubbed it using the cloth in his other hand to clean it. He did not look at me and his poker face remained same. Expressionless.

Suddenly I remembered it, "Aa.. Today I took her home by my motorbike."

He paused for a moment to look at me and waited until I continued.

"She was pale and had some fever, I could not let her walk home alone."

"And he was?"

His voice was low and cold.

I smirked. This was going to be more interesting.

"Well, he had asked to walk her home but she refused it."

He tore his eyes away from me and continued to clean the bottle, "I see,"

"She was crying."

He stopped.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at me, "Why?"

I shrugged again. I did not know why, "How should I know?"

He rolled his eyes.

He knew I was lying. He knew I knew why she cried. I knew he also knew why she cried. Everyone with heart and eyes would know it. It was such a shame that her boyfriend, the strawberry man, did not know why. That super stupid guy.

"Last year," suddenly he said something with his deep and low voice, "I thought they would break up."

I frowned, this was the first time I heard about it from him. I knew that something had happened last year but I did not know what. Maybe, Ulquiorra knew about something and would tell me.

"What?"

He let out a funny sound that almost sounded like a chuckle, if I did not know him better I would think that he actually really chuckled. But no way, Ulquiorra was not chuckling, not even smiling. Well, at least not in front of me.

"Forget it," he turned around and walked to the other customer who asked for a drink.

I scowled. Great. He could not leave me like that after saying such an interesting thing to me.

"Oi!" I called him once he finished making the drink for the man, "You cannot just stop there, I hafta know!"

He looked at me with his green orbs. Sometimes, the way he looked at me could be really scary. He was scary, I mean, his skin was really pale, leave alone the way he applied his emo make-up. His face was pale, contrast with his jet black hair and the dark circle around his eyes. I did not know why he loved to dressed up this way, it was just too creepy. Plus he has a poker face which would never understand what was in his mind.

"Can't you see it?"

"See what?"

"He does not love Orihime."

I rolled my eyes. At first I thought he was going to say something else, something that I did not know. Gezz, I was not that stupid. My lack of love experience did not make me blind. I knew that Ichigo, albeit he had dated Orihime for years, was not really bright when it came to love matter. That idiot maybe did not realize it, but I knew his feeling more than him.

"He thinks so," I tapped my fingers on the table, the music that filled the room was not the kind of music I like. I tried my best not to look distracted, "But I believe different."

"He loves Rukia."

I was taken a back with that simple statement of the emo guy. He knew it and he caught me off guard. I had tried my best to hide it but he read it. Damn, this guy was definitely not stupid.

"What do you mean?" I knew I never was the one who was good at lying; leave alone to someone as sharp as Ulquiorra Schiffer. I was not good at lying. Or acting. "Ichigo has Orihime."

"You love Rukia."

He looked at me. Even in the dark room like this I could see that his eyes were studying my face. He wanted to know my reaction. I tried not to get intimidated. Damn, it was hard.

I swallowed. He was really intimidating. Shit. He was serious when he said that. I half hoped that he was actually joking, but who I was kidding? Ulquiorra Schiffer was never kidding.

It was useless to deny it. He knew it.

I did not answer. I knew he did not need the answer. He knew it already. Yes, I was right; this man was way too scary…

"If only you did not do it… If only you did not leave us," I sighed, you left her, I held my tongue so I would not say that sacred word. I looked at him, tried to study his expression but I found nothing. I continued, "If you did not do that, it would not be this complicated."

"You're wrong." He stated simply, "It would be worse."

I laughed dryly, somehow I understood it, "Yeah, but at least if you were not leaving us…"

"You know the reason."

He cut me.

"Yeah. I'm not that stupid."

He smirked, something that he rarely did.

Ulquiorra left me again when another customer called him. Once he left me, my mind flew back to two years ago, when everything hadn't been this complicated.

If only he didn't do such stupid things like that.

A flash image of the furious Ichigo and crying Orihime was playing on my mind. That was not a really good memory to remember. I would never understand why he should do that, never once in my life have I ever saw Ichigo that furious. Well, I could not really blame Ulquiorra for doing that but I could understand why it pissed Ichigo off.

Suddenly I got a stupid idea. Oh well, stupid things could be brilliant if it went well. I knew that, if I did it well, we could sort all of this problem.

This would definitely work.

I grinned widely. I was proud to my own idea. Hah! And they say that I'm the stupid one! Later they all would thank me for this!

"Oi, Bartender-san!"

Ulquiorra turned to see me. I still grinned as I waved my hand to call him. I could see he sighed and hesitate but finally he walked closer to me.

Yes, this would be good.

"What?"

"Say, are you busy next week?"

He frowned a little, somehow he managed to keep on his poker face as he did so, "Why?"

I smiled, "Why don't we go to Onsen?"

Oh yeah, I'm a genius!

------------------chapter 4—Renji— "Stupidity" : end-------------------

-author's note- (4/11/10)

ok, my previous Beta could not Beta me anymore, Lucky, i get a new beta... (laugh happily)

oh well, I would post the beta'd chapters of Chapter 5 and 6 after My Beta finish to Beta it.

:D Meanwhile, I am still working on the current chapter.

thank you.

R.