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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male › Grimmjow/Ichigo
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter I
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Chapter I
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Tatsuki was confused.
Well, confused was probably an understatement. She really had no idea what had gone on last night. She knew that she had hosted a movie party at her house and that Ichigo, Mizuiro, Rukia, Keigo, Inoue, Chad and Ishida had been present, but she could not for the life of her remember anything about what they had watched or done or even ate. All she really remembered was a bright flash and a poofing noise, and then Rukia asking her if she was okay because she had apparently fainted in the middle of a movie. This gave her an odd feeling, like something was missing.
Last night, Keigo, Mizuiro and Tatsuki had seen the surprise of a lifetime –Ichigo and Rukia had transformed into something different. Sure, they had maintained their appearances; Ichigo still had is insanely wild and orange hair and Rukia still had her short stature, but they had seemed almost intangible, like if Tatsuki had tried to reach out and touch them, her hand would have only met air. Not to mention that they had seen the two black-clad beings stuff Ichigo’s lifeless body into some bushes before running off.
In their shock, the three confused friends had allowed Chad, Inoue and Ishida to lead them back to Tatsuki’s house in silence. Although it seemed like the latter three had an idea of what was going on with their friends, they did not bother to explain anything. In fact, they had all sat down in silence and waited until Rukia and Ichigo got back, looking normal as ever. Rukia had taken one look at Inoue and whipped out this thing that looked like a lighter –the memory modifier. She modified everyone’s memories and told them that they had fainted due to eating some bad pizza.
For a while Tatsuki actually believed that she may have passed out since she remembered watching a movie one minute and being shaken awake by Rukia the next. However something just outside her grasp was trying to tell her that that hasn’t been it. All day today, which was a Saturday, she had been trying to metaphorically reach out and touch the thing that her brain was trying so hard to remember. Bits and pieces of something was coming back to her –Rukia and Ichigo going on a walk in the middle of a movie, seeing them running and looking at that strange cell phone of Rukia’s.
She knew that something was going on, and she was going to find out what it was.
‘Wait… If I passed out because I ate bad pizza, how come it was just me, Keigo and Mizuiro? Everyone else had pizza too…’
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Ugh. Monday.
Monday meant school, which meant doing work. However, Tatsuki was determined to figure out what the heck was going on.
She knew something was up the moment she walked into the classroom and saw her best friend, Orihime.
“Tatsuki! Good morning!” Orihime chirped happily. “I had a great time at your house on Friday, I hope we can do it again soon. Maybe next time at my house! But we have to be careful because the old lady that lives a floor below me is scary. I think she is a robot alien, sent by other robot aliens to scout…”
Tatsuki, as much as she loved her brown-haired and big-chested friend, she decided it would be best to tune her out. Orihime acted like this almost everyday, but something in her voice was forced this morning.
Ichigo and Rukia entered the classroom next, both engrossed in a petty argument, as usual. Tatsuki watched in amusement as the short raven haired girl violently slapped her childhood friend upside the head, making him stumble off to the side and sputter in indignation. They seemed normal enough.
A few others trickled in and finally the two other people she really wanted to see –Mizuiro and Keigo. They walked in, Keigo looking slightly confused and Mizuiro looking normal. Tatsuki wandered over toward them to confirm their usual lunch meeting on the rooftop. She could see in Mizuiro’s eyes that he understood that something was wrong and that they should not talk about it in the classroom with others to hear them.
On the other side of the classroom, four people stood in silence around a raven haired girl’s desk, looking worried.
“Do you think they know?” Ishida whispered, pushing his glasses further up the bridge of his nose.
“I don’t know, but I guess we’ll find out eventually if they try to confront one of us about it. Since all three of them saw me and Ichigo, they can’t just write it off as their imaginations or a daydream. So either they’re going to pretend like nothing happened or they’re going to confront us,” Rukia murmured.
Ichigo snorted next to her. “I think they already suspected before, doofus. If I know Tatsuki, they’re not going to leave this alone. Remember when I was fifteen and Tatsuki confronted me because she thought something was going on? I think she at least has known something weird is going on with me since before that time. They won’t drop it.”
“I hope you’re wrong, Kurosaki-kun, for their sakes. We don’t want them mixed up in this,” Inoue said sadly.
Chapter I
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Tatsuki was confused.
Well, confused was probably an understatement. She really had no idea what had gone on last night. She knew that she had hosted a movie party at her house and that Ichigo, Mizuiro, Rukia, Keigo, Inoue, Chad and Ishida had been present, but she could not for the life of her remember anything about what they had watched or done or even ate. All she really remembered was a bright flash and a poofing noise, and then Rukia asking her if she was okay because she had apparently fainted in the middle of a movie. This gave her an odd feeling, like something was missing.
Last night, Keigo, Mizuiro and Tatsuki had seen the surprise of a lifetime –Ichigo and Rukia had transformed into something different. Sure, they had maintained their appearances; Ichigo still had is insanely wild and orange hair and Rukia still had her short stature, but they had seemed almost intangible, like if Tatsuki had tried to reach out and touch them, her hand would have only met air. Not to mention that they had seen the two black-clad beings stuff Ichigo’s lifeless body into some bushes before running off.
In their shock, the three confused friends had allowed Chad, Inoue and Ishida to lead them back to Tatsuki’s house in silence. Although it seemed like the latter three had an idea of what was going on with their friends, they did not bother to explain anything. In fact, they had all sat down in silence and waited until Rukia and Ichigo got back, looking normal as ever. Rukia had taken one look at Inoue and whipped out this thing that looked like a lighter –the memory modifier. She modified everyone’s memories and told them that they had fainted due to eating some bad pizza.
For a while Tatsuki actually believed that she may have passed out since she remembered watching a movie one minute and being shaken awake by Rukia the next. However something just outside her grasp was trying to tell her that that hasn’t been it. All day today, which was a Saturday, she had been trying to metaphorically reach out and touch the thing that her brain was trying so hard to remember. Bits and pieces of something was coming back to her –Rukia and Ichigo going on a walk in the middle of a movie, seeing them running and looking at that strange cell phone of Rukia’s.
She knew that something was going on, and she was going to find out what it was.
‘Wait… If I passed out because I ate bad pizza, how come it was just me, Keigo and Mizuiro? Everyone else had pizza too…’
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Ugh. Monday.
Monday meant school, which meant doing work. However, Tatsuki was determined to figure out what the heck was going on.
She knew something was up the moment she walked into the classroom and saw her best friend, Orihime.
“Tatsuki! Good morning!” Orihime chirped happily. “I had a great time at your house on Friday, I hope we can do it again soon. Maybe next time at my house! But we have to be careful because the old lady that lives a floor below me is scary. I think she is a robot alien, sent by other robot aliens to scout…”
Tatsuki, as much as she loved her brown-haired and big-chested friend, she decided it would be best to tune her out. Orihime acted like this almost everyday, but something in her voice was forced this morning.
Ichigo and Rukia entered the classroom next, both engrossed in a petty argument, as usual. Tatsuki watched in amusement as the short raven haired girl violently slapped her childhood friend upside the head, making him stumble off to the side and sputter in indignation. They seemed normal enough.
A few others trickled in and finally the two other people she really wanted to see –Mizuiro and Keigo. They walked in, Keigo looking slightly confused and Mizuiro looking normal. Tatsuki wandered over toward them to confirm their usual lunch meeting on the rooftop. She could see in Mizuiro’s eyes that he understood that something was wrong and that they should not talk about it in the classroom with others to hear them.
On the other side of the classroom, four people stood in silence around a raven haired girl’s desk, looking worried.
“Do you think they know?” Ishida whispered, pushing his glasses further up the bridge of his nose.
“I don’t know, but I guess we’ll find out eventually if they try to confront one of us about it. Since all three of them saw me and Ichigo, they can’t just write it off as their imaginations or a daydream. So either they’re going to pretend like nothing happened or they’re going to confront us,” Rukia murmured.
Ichigo snorted next to her. “I think they already suspected before, doofus. If I know Tatsuki, they’re not going to leave this alone. Remember when I was fifteen and Tatsuki confronted me because she thought something was going on? I think she at least has known something weird is going on with me since before that time. They won’t drop it.”
“I hope you’re wrong, Kurosaki-kun, for their sakes. We don’t want them mixed up in this,” Inoue said sadly.