Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Like You'll Never See Me Again ❯ Chapter 3
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Crazy Sexy Deadly 
Ichigo has a good time at the mall.
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.14.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 204 | Status: Work In Progress
Ichigo has a good time at the mall.
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.14.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 204 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 3.
Ichigo, bundled up in his coat, scarf and hat, had been roaming the mall for what seemed like forever. It was a Friday night, so he expected it to be crowded, but this was ridiculous! He knew he must have looked like an idiot, looking through all the teen girls fashion magazines, but he knew the ridicule he faced was nothing compared to Rukias anger. He could imagine her sneaking out of the girls room and into his, crawling ontop of him .. then stuffing her pillow over his face until all movement stopped.
He looked through the magazines carefully, but decided in the end he was just going to have to ask for help. He figured that if maybe he found her a nice replacement, she would end up not wanting to kill him, and forgive him for earlier. He felt a little part of himself die inside as he entered the most girly store he'd ever seen. The manniquins were completely decked out in the tightest shirts, shortest skirts, and boots with fur. He couldn't help but chuckle at the fact that the mannequins were a bit more shapley than Rukia herself.
He was pulled from his happy place with the sound of a very enthusiastic salesgirl.
"Hey there! Can I help you out with something today?" His eyes fell to her chest to look for a nametag, but darted away quickly when he met with clevage that would probably make Matsumoto blush.
"I-UH-Yeah actually!" He looked around the store nervously, hoping the girl didn't notice the blush now rushing over his cheeks. "I'm looking for something for a friends. I kinda stared a fight with her and now she's really pissed at me. I'm not sure exactly what-"
"Lingire is back this way!" She practically shouted, before heading in the direction she had just pointed out to him.
"N-no! Nothing like that!" He felt the blush deepen and a few girls walking by shot him a few dirty looks. "I need a coat! I ripped it and now I need a new one! That's all!"
"Oh really? Had to have at her that bad huh?" She smiled, winked, then turned in another direction. "Outerwear is this way!"
With a loud groan, Ichigo followed. At that moment, he wished it were really possible to die of embarassment.
Somehow, the girls ended up watching movies. Rukia tried to pay attention, but was still unable to keep her mind off of their conversation. She felt a bit of jealousy towards the girl, and wouldn't let herself admit to why. But the look on her face and everything the group had been through .. she couldn't deny the facts.
Inoue was definetly in love with Ichigo.
"Wasn't the movie good?" Rukia came back into the real world, and looked to the small screen.
"Well, it was strange."
"Strange?" Inoue tilted her head to the side, eyeing Rukia carefully.
"Well, yes. The girl had a perfectly good guy by her side the whole time! But she chooses to go with a guy who was originally ashamed to be with her? It's just not how I would have wanted it to end." She sighed, then sat back against the small couch. "Besides, that Ducky person was alot better looking .."
"But that's not what matters! Love is what matters, and she just didn't love him in that way." She smiled, and Rukia couldn't help but smile as well. She still was unable to get her mind off of the whole situation at hand. She was still trying to deny so hard the reason for her feelings towards Inoue at this moment. She refused to admit that she had anything more than platonic feelings for him. Her eyes caught sight of the clock, and she almost tumbled right off of the couch.
"I think I better get going! I didn't realize how late it was, and Yuzu really worries about me when I'm not around!" She stood, then hurried to the door. "Thanks alot for letting me stay over here and warm up. I really appreciate it!"
"It was no problem Rukia! It was lots of fun! You are welcome over here anytime!"
"Thanks so much and come again!" The girls yelled as Ichigo walked out of the store, ending what he hoped would be the most embarassing thing he ever had to go through. He prayed to every god he could think of, that none of his friends caught him with the pink bag he currently had a death grip on. He could only imagine the rumors Keigo would pass around the school, or the things that snotty Ishida would say. He hurried out of the mall, and hoped to make it home before Rukia did. He could only imagine how pissed she would be when she found her precious coat in pieces, with no explination as to why or how it happened.
He stood infront of his house a bit hesitantly, taking a deep breath and one more peek into the bag,
"Shit .. what if she doesn't like it?"
"Who are you talking to?" He almost jumped out of his skin hearing her voice. He turned, eyes mainly taking notice of her rosey cheeks and nose. He hoped she wasn't still in the mood to fight him. He had a long, hard, girly night and he was in no mood to fight with her again. "And what's with that pink bag? If anyone from school saw you walking around with that, they would probably-" The door popped open, and Yuzu peeked out at them.
"You two missed dinner."
"It's okay, I grabbed something at the mall." Ichigo spoke quietly, hoping she didn't ask why he had gone in the first place.
"I had something to eat at Inoues." Ichigos eyes darted to her, and he looked her over in amazement. To say Inoues food was interesting or creative would be the understatement of the year.
"A-anyway, me and Rukia have something to talk about so .." He pushed pass his sister, his hand catching Rukias and pulling her along with him. She didn't fight him at the moment, but if he wanted to continue his interrogation, she would have no other choice. He closed his bedroom door after they were both inside, and pushed the bag against her chest. "Now, before you say anything, let me explain! Uh, well, first me and Renji got into this fight and accidently ripped your coat, so, I went out to the mall and got you a new one! It's nothing like the old one, but the girl at the store told me that this is what girls are wearing now, so ..."
The look on her face told him that she hadn't caught a bit of his long winded, quick explination, and he let out a sigh.
"Just look in the bag!" She did as she was told, and pulled the contents from the bag. Her eyes widened at the bright red pea coat, and her mouth dropped open.
"What's this for?"
"I already told you! Me and Renji ripped your coat, so I went out and got you a replacement!" She held the coat in her arms, and pulled it against her chest, her eyes filling with tears. He hadn't expected this kind of reaction from her. He assumed she would be pissed about her old coat, and for him being so careless and maybe yell at him again. Instead, she was clinging to it like it was her most prized posession.
"Ichigo, you didn't have to .."
"Yeah I did. It's my fault your other coat is ruined and I figured I owed you after today. I was kind of rough with you .."
"Oh, yeah .. about earlier ."
"Nah, don't worry about it. I will admit that I can be a pain in the ass sometimes." She smiled, unable to be annoyed or irritated with anything he had done earlier that day. She moved close to him, her arms wrapping around his slim waist. She lay her head to rest against his chest, and she did all she could not to cry.
"Thank you so much, Ichigo .." He was so nervous and didn't know what, if any, move he should be making, so he just returned her tight embrace.
"I'm glad you like it." When she looked up to him, that smile still on her face, he noticed a few tears sliding over her cheeks. For a moment he was still, very unsure of what he should do. His eyes roamed hers, and somewhere deep inside of him he found the courage to lean in close to her. His hands slid over her cheeks which were as cold as ice, and covered her lips with his own.
The kiss was innocent, but filled with more passion than any other kiss she had ever recieved. Her eyes slid closed, and for that moment in time she completely lost herself. Her true feelings and love for Ichigo completely over rided her rational mind.
The loud shrill of her soul communicator ripped them from their fantasy world and they parted.
"A hollow!" And with that, their bodies fell lifelessly to the floor, and the two shinigami darted out of the window.
This would probably be the only time Rukia thanked god for the hollows.
Ichigo, bundled up in his coat, scarf and hat, had been roaming the mall for what seemed like forever. It was a Friday night, so he expected it to be crowded, but this was ridiculous! He knew he must have looked like an idiot, looking through all the teen girls fashion magazines, but he knew the ridicule he faced was nothing compared to Rukias anger. He could imagine her sneaking out of the girls room and into his, crawling ontop of him .. then stuffing her pillow over his face until all movement stopped.
He looked through the magazines carefully, but decided in the end he was just going to have to ask for help. He figured that if maybe he found her a nice replacement, she would end up not wanting to kill him, and forgive him for earlier. He felt a little part of himself die inside as he entered the most girly store he'd ever seen. The manniquins were completely decked out in the tightest shirts, shortest skirts, and boots with fur. He couldn't help but chuckle at the fact that the mannequins were a bit more shapley than Rukia herself.
He was pulled from his happy place with the sound of a very enthusiastic salesgirl.
"Hey there! Can I help you out with something today?" His eyes fell to her chest to look for a nametag, but darted away quickly when he met with clevage that would probably make Matsumoto blush.
"I-UH-Yeah actually!" He looked around the store nervously, hoping the girl didn't notice the blush now rushing over his cheeks. "I'm looking for something for a friends. I kinda stared a fight with her and now she's really pissed at me. I'm not sure exactly what-"
"Lingire is back this way!" She practically shouted, before heading in the direction she had just pointed out to him.
"N-no! Nothing like that!" He felt the blush deepen and a few girls walking by shot him a few dirty looks. "I need a coat! I ripped it and now I need a new one! That's all!"
"Oh really? Had to have at her that bad huh?" She smiled, winked, then turned in another direction. "Outerwear is this way!"
With a loud groan, Ichigo followed. At that moment, he wished it were really possible to die of embarassment.
Somehow, the girls ended up watching movies. Rukia tried to pay attention, but was still unable to keep her mind off of their conversation. She felt a bit of jealousy towards the girl, and wouldn't let herself admit to why. But the look on her face and everything the group had been through .. she couldn't deny the facts.
Inoue was definetly in love with Ichigo.
"Wasn't the movie good?" Rukia came back into the real world, and looked to the small screen.
"Well, it was strange."
"Strange?" Inoue tilted her head to the side, eyeing Rukia carefully.
"Well, yes. The girl had a perfectly good guy by her side the whole time! But she chooses to go with a guy who was originally ashamed to be with her? It's just not how I would have wanted it to end." She sighed, then sat back against the small couch. "Besides, that Ducky person was alot better looking .."
"But that's not what matters! Love is what matters, and she just didn't love him in that way." She smiled, and Rukia couldn't help but smile as well. She still was unable to get her mind off of the whole situation at hand. She was still trying to deny so hard the reason for her feelings towards Inoue at this moment. She refused to admit that she had anything more than platonic feelings for him. Her eyes caught sight of the clock, and she almost tumbled right off of the couch.
"I think I better get going! I didn't realize how late it was, and Yuzu really worries about me when I'm not around!" She stood, then hurried to the door. "Thanks alot for letting me stay over here and warm up. I really appreciate it!"
"It was no problem Rukia! It was lots of fun! You are welcome over here anytime!"
"Thanks so much and come again!" The girls yelled as Ichigo walked out of the store, ending what he hoped would be the most embarassing thing he ever had to go through. He prayed to every god he could think of, that none of his friends caught him with the pink bag he currently had a death grip on. He could only imagine the rumors Keigo would pass around the school, or the things that snotty Ishida would say. He hurried out of the mall, and hoped to make it home before Rukia did. He could only imagine how pissed she would be when she found her precious coat in pieces, with no explination as to why or how it happened.
He stood infront of his house a bit hesitantly, taking a deep breath and one more peek into the bag,
"Shit .. what if she doesn't like it?"
"Who are you talking to?" He almost jumped out of his skin hearing her voice. He turned, eyes mainly taking notice of her rosey cheeks and nose. He hoped she wasn't still in the mood to fight him. He had a long, hard, girly night and he was in no mood to fight with her again. "And what's with that pink bag? If anyone from school saw you walking around with that, they would probably-" The door popped open, and Yuzu peeked out at them.
"You two missed dinner."
"It's okay, I grabbed something at the mall." Ichigo spoke quietly, hoping she didn't ask why he had gone in the first place.
"I had something to eat at Inoues." Ichigos eyes darted to her, and he looked her over in amazement. To say Inoues food was interesting or creative would be the understatement of the year.
"A-anyway, me and Rukia have something to talk about so .." He pushed pass his sister, his hand catching Rukias and pulling her along with him. She didn't fight him at the moment, but if he wanted to continue his interrogation, she would have no other choice. He closed his bedroom door after they were both inside, and pushed the bag against her chest. "Now, before you say anything, let me explain! Uh, well, first me and Renji got into this fight and accidently ripped your coat, so, I went out to the mall and got you a new one! It's nothing like the old one, but the girl at the store told me that this is what girls are wearing now, so ..."
The look on her face told him that she hadn't caught a bit of his long winded, quick explination, and he let out a sigh.
"Just look in the bag!" She did as she was told, and pulled the contents from the bag. Her eyes widened at the bright red pea coat, and her mouth dropped open.
"What's this for?"
"I already told you! Me and Renji ripped your coat, so I went out and got you a replacement!" She held the coat in her arms, and pulled it against her chest, her eyes filling with tears. He hadn't expected this kind of reaction from her. He assumed she would be pissed about her old coat, and for him being so careless and maybe yell at him again. Instead, she was clinging to it like it was her most prized posession.
"Ichigo, you didn't have to .."
"Yeah I did. It's my fault your other coat is ruined and I figured I owed you after today. I was kind of rough with you .."
"Oh, yeah .. about earlier ."
"Nah, don't worry about it. I will admit that I can be a pain in the ass sometimes." She smiled, unable to be annoyed or irritated with anything he had done earlier that day. She moved close to him, her arms wrapping around his slim waist. She lay her head to rest against his chest, and she did all she could not to cry.
"Thank you so much, Ichigo .." He was so nervous and didn't know what, if any, move he should be making, so he just returned her tight embrace.
"I'm glad you like it." When she looked up to him, that smile still on her face, he noticed a few tears sliding over her cheeks. For a moment he was still, very unsure of what he should do. His eyes roamed hers, and somewhere deep inside of him he found the courage to lean in close to her. His hands slid over her cheeks which were as cold as ice, and covered her lips with his own.
The kiss was innocent, but filled with more passion than any other kiss she had ever recieved. Her eyes slid closed, and for that moment in time she completely lost herself. Her true feelings and love for Ichigo completely over rided her rational mind.
The loud shrill of her soul communicator ripped them from their fantasy world and they parted.
"A hollow!" And with that, their bodies fell lifelessly to the floor, and the two shinigami darted out of the window.
This would probably be the only time Rukia thanked god for the hollows.