Title: We All Have Hell
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Warning: MATURE rating, not for this chapter, but for future ones.
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"But you've got to go! It won't be the same without you there, Kurosaki-kun." Begged Orihime Inoue, her eyes the size of saucers with her bottom lip tucked into her teeth. She was impossible to disappoint.
"Ugh, fine. I'll go, but I promise to hate every minute of it." Ichigo grumbled, running a hand through his spiky hair. He hated group functions, especially ones that involved loud music and dancing.
"That's the spirit, Kurosaki-kun!" Orihime smiled, completely ignoring the latter part of his sentence. Her eyes began to glaze over, looking but not seeing what was right in front of her.
"Keta keta keta, wahaha," she sang quietly under her breath, "foon fooon foon fooooon." Yes, Orihime was lost to her new theme song that had taken over her mind. Ichigo couldn't help but smile at his lovely friend. She was one of a kind, Ichigo knew that for certain.
"Well let's meet up around seven tonight at Orihime's place." Tatsuki said, putting an arm around her ditzy best friend. Orihime continued to hum to herself.
"Can we come too?" A voice asked pleadingly. The voice belonged to Keigo, with Mizuiro following right behind. "Oh please, Ichigooooooooooooo? I promise I won't be annoying!"
"Don't make promises you can't keep," Ichigo thought to himself. He sighed.
"Ugh, fine. You can come too. Come by my house around 6:30 and then we'll all head over to Inoue's."
"Yay! Thank you Ichigo! I could kiss you right now, I am so happy!" Keigo squealed, jumping up and down.
"Please don't." Ichigo replied, grimacing at the thought.
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"Keigo, for the fifteenth time, please shut up!" Ichigo said, exhaling through his mouth angrily. The whole way to Orihime's apartment, Keigo had been a nuisance, to say in the least. Ichigo was three seconds away from strangling him with his bare hands.
"But Ichigo! I've never been to Inoue-chan's house, this is exciting! You know, she is like the most popular girl to have ever graced Karakura High School!" Keigo ranted, causing Ichigo to let out another sigh.
"It's just Inoue, you've known her since we were fifteen. It doesn't matter how popular she is, she's still the same Inoue." Ichigo said, continuing to walk.
"That may be true, but when we were fifteen she didn't have half as many curves as she does now. Well, I mean, she's always had those amazing boobs, but now she's all toned and womanly, I didn't think it was possible she could get any hotter! And her hair is so flowy! I would love to run my hands through her beautiful locks!" Keigo squeed. Ichigo's temper was beginning to flare at this, and he felt his cheeks tint red.
"Enough! We will not have a discussion about Inoue's figure. Knock it off."
"Well, you do have to admit that Inoue-chan has matured quite nicely. Everyone knew she was pretty then, but no one thought she'd get even prettier. I heard some guys in the hallway talking about how they got a picture of her face on their cell phone without her noticing. She's like an idol these days." Mizuiro said, joining the conversation for the first time since they began walking. He was constantly on his cell phone, like always, spreading rumors and such.
"Wait, what? Some guys got Inoue's picture on their phone?" Ichigo asked, surprised. He felt the nerve in his forehead begin to twitch, and his fists clench in anger. "That's an invasion of privacy!"
"Well, just be glad it was of her face. I know some guys were gonna pay a girl in her gym class to get pictures of her in the locker room, if you catch my drift." Mizuiro said, frowning at Ichigo's nasty glare. "It didn't work out though."
"What the hell? Seriously? Why am I the last to know about this?" Ichigo fumed, glaring at his two friends expectantly.
"First, I'm gonna murder the bastards with the cell phones. Then I'm going to kill Keigo and Mizuiro for neglecting to tell me about it."
"What, you wanna see Inoue half naked too?" Keigo asked, surprised.
"Keigo dies first."
"No, you moron, I wanna pound the faces in of the creeps who do!" Ichigo yelled, a sweat drop forming on his brow. "Seriously Keigo, you're a moron."
"I think it's you who's the moron, Ichigo. Inoue-chan is fine, if you haven't noticed. And if you haven't, you're obviously into dudes." Keigo retorted, sticking his tongue out.
"Respecting your friends doesn't mean I'm into dudes, I'm just not perverted like everyone else seems to be. Inoue is my friend; I highly doubt she'd appreciate me or anyone else checking her out." Ichigo said, rolling his eyes. "Now hurry up, it's almost seven. I'd rather not keep them waiting. Tatsuki is testy these days."
"Alright, alright, calm down already."
A few minutes later, they arrived at Orihime's apartment building. The light was on upstairs and Ichigo could see shadows on the wall. Ichigo made his way upstairs, Keigo and Mizuiro following behind.
Before Ichigo could lift his hand to knock on the door, it swung open and Tatsuki was standing there.
"Finally, seven means seven, Ichigo!" Tatsuki said, her arms crossed with an annoyed expression on her face.
"It's 7:05! Just calm down, I had two morons to bring with, remember?"
"Whatever. Well just sit down and make yourself comfortable, Orihime's almost ready. She took a nap and woke up late, so she got a late start." Tatsuki explained. Chad and Ishida were there, sitting on the couch, looking extremely bored, as usual.
Ishida was wearing khaki pants and a blue button down shirt. He was looking very relaxed on the couch sewing something. Every once in awhile he'd push his glassed back onto his face, and every few minutes they'd slide to the bridge of his nose again.
Chad was wearing his dark blue polo and white pants. He, unlike Ishida, was staring at the ceiling, looking like he was about to fall asleep. Ichigo smirked, knowing that both Uryu and Chad probably wanted to go as much as he did – the only reason they all were was to please Tatsuki and Inoue, because for some unkown reason, girls had a thing for high school parties.
"I'm coming! Just one more second!" Orihime yelled from the bathroom.
"Oi! Hurry it up, I wanna get to this party!" Tatsuki yelled.
"Okay, I'm done! Jeesh." Orihime said, opening the door.
Orihime walked out of the bathroom, looking absolutely stunning. Tatsuki's mouth formed a giant grin, and all the attention focused on the dark orange haired girl. Orihime was wearing black knee high boots, with long grey socks that were folded at the knee. She had on a flirty flowery skirt, that was purple, turquoise, and pink. Her top was a black short sleeve button down, with ruffles over the chest which, to Ichigo's dismay, accented her already large bust. Underneath the sheer black fabric of the button down was a lacey black camisole. Orihime's hair was flowing and long like always, her hair pins more noticeable because of the matching hue in her skirt. Her make-up was light, her cheeks rosy and her lips naturally red. Ichigo, Uryu, Keigo, Mizuiro, and even Chad swallowed with looks of approval apparent on their face.
"Orihime, you look stunning!" Tatsuki said. "Look at that body! All that hard work training with me really paid off." Orihime beamed happily. "She makes all of us look so under dressed!"
It was somewhat true, though the boys were in their nicer casual clothes, Ichigo felt as though anyone would look absurd standing next to Inoue. Ichigo himself was wearing a red and white jacket, black skinny jeans, and a pair of black converse shoes. One of his nicer, put together attires, and he still felt like a slob next to her.
"Whatever, Tatsuki! You look phenomenal. You really should wear dresses more often." Orihime said, blushing at all the attention directed at her.
That was true as well. Tatsuki looked really great in a skin tight black dress that went off the shoulders. Simple and sophisticated, it looked even better with her tomboy touch of ankle boots, instead of heels.
"Well, let's go! I'm so excited, I've never been to a party like this one!" Orihime squealed.
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That's the first chapter. I plan to make this three or four tops. Review and you get it sooner!(:
