Uryu's POV
"(Listen to it, Listen to it) Yasashiku yuri okusu melody. (Listen to me, Listen to me!) Oto ni kawaru,"
was the first thing I heard when I woke up the next morning. The song was by one of my favorite bands and I loved it with a passion. But, as of this moment, this song makes me want to start another world war. Couldn't the damn alarm wait another... It's only 4 am?! Ok, what human in their right mind would wake up at time like this. Here's a better question: What human, in their mind, would wake me up at an atrocious time such as this? I rose up from my spot to look around. Everything was dark, due to the sun not coming up yet, and quiet. As my surroundings become clearer, memories came flooding into my mind. I kissed him. I kissed Ichigo Kurosaki! Well, technically speaking, he kissed me. That doesn't matter! We would've went farther but... "Grimmjow," I muttered angrily. It was all his fault. Thoughts from that night kept prodding at my brain and it terrified me. The poor strawberry thought he was the one who hurt me. If only he knew. Something Ichigo had said clicked in my mind suddenly."I'm taking you out on a date, ok?" My cheeks heated up. "Sweet deity up above, you are looking after me!" I squealed into the pillow below. Another squeal escaped me when I realized it was Ichigo's. We actually slept together! How many people can say they slept with a god without going on the first date? Well, now I can. Not to mention that I know next to nothing about him. All that I know is that he loves all the bands that rest upon his wall, he's gay, and that he hangs around a homophobic rugby teammate. I sighed, remembering the story Ichigo told about Shuuhei. I kind of understand why he did what he did, but why couldn't he just push his fear aside and help his friend? Shuuhei would've done that if the roles were reversed.
My train of thought was broken by the sound of the bedroom door opening. A blistering bright light crept in through a small crack, giving me the greatest morning headache. "Oh?" a voice whispered. "You're up already?" It was Ichigo...and he was holding a tiny pink skirt? "Uh, the music woke up," I yawned. I heard him chuckle. "I'm sorry. I forgot to turn the alarm off. I have some clothes for you, they came from Yuzu's closet." My eyes widened. Did he expect me to wear that? His head titled a little as if he didn't see the obvious problem. "What? Is there something-"
"You expect me to wear the clothes of a little girl? Do you really think I'm that small, Kurosaki?" I growled lowly out of courtesy for the other sleeping household members. Before he could sputter out excuses, I held out my hand. "Give, me the clothes, I'll take what I can work with," He tossed them into my hand and I stomped out of the room. Damn him for making this difficult, but it was really sweet.
Ichigo's POV
I watched as Uryu stomped out the room. When the door shut. I groaned. How stupid am I? I practically threw myself at him and now he hates me for it. What kind of person pours out their problems to someone they just met? It was pretty nice of him to comfort me, though. He's such a confident and kind person, I bet he doesn't have anything to worry about. Then again, he hasn't met Keigo. I know that if they run into each other, it's going to be trouble. When that time comes, I don't know if I'll be able to protect him. Before that thought could dwell on, Uryu came back into the room. He was grumbling angrily about "Where are my damn shoes?" and "Stupid Strawberry for giving me these tight ass clothes!". Despite all of his complaining, he actually looked adorable. He found a bright pink tank top and this sweater-looking-thingy to wear on top of it to wear with Yuzu's mini skirt... Damn he looks good in that. "Ichigo Kurosaki!" he screeched. "Are you going to just stand there like a damn gnome or are you going to help me find my shoes and glasses?" I snapped out of my daze and got down on to the ground with him. We found his glasses on the ground next to some discarded clothing beside the bed. Sadly, his shoes were nowhere to be found. "Are they downstairs?" I asked him. Uryu thought for a moment, and scurried out of the room on his hands and knees. "Uryu! Wait for me!" I called out, crawling pitifully after him. The two of us crawled down the stairs quietly. While the Ishida was moving furiously in front of me, my eyes may or may not have wandered under his skirt... Yep, I definitely did not see the lacy black panties he wore. And I most definitely did not have the urge to reach out and-
"Oh my god! Ichigo look at that!" Uryu whispered, smiling widely. I followed his eyes and held back the urge to laugh. Our fathers were cuddling up on the couch. Dad's arms were around Ryuken's body. The elder Ishida's head snuggled up into my father's chest. I honestly couldn't decide if it was an adorable sight or a disturbing one. "That's kinda sweet, I guess," I mumbled. Uryu sighed and crawled forward, I was right behind him.
Well, that was kinda fun! I appreciate all the feedback on this and I wish I could give you all a big hug! And I'll start making outfits on polyvore for Uryu so you guys can see starting with this chapter's outfit~! I do pretty good, if I say so myself. They'll be on my profile! BTW if you know that song in the beginning I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!