Resurrection

This story is going to be a long one, longer than I thought anyways, so prepare yourself!!!

Resurrection: Chapter 5

Ichigo’s POV

“I heard from some of your teachers that you have been hanging around with a strange character.” Rukia said to me as she sipped her tea. I was at the weekly get-together with Rukia and Renji, enjoying some tea as we talked about our lives. Sometimes we missed a week because of Shinigami duties, but for the most part it was pretty regular. It made me feel better, like there was some normalcy still in my death.

At Rukia’s last comment I choked on my own drink and coughed, hitting my chest. “Pardon?” I said through my gasps for breath. Renji rolled his eyes and swallowed the bit of cookie he was eating.

“Ya know, that freakishly tall student you hang out with. The one with a suspicious amount of experience.” Renji elaborated.

I glowered at him and put my tea down carefully. “You only say that because he’s taller than you.”

Renji narrowed his eyes. “Well I’m taller than you short stuff, so he’s extra tall compared to your height!”

“Who are you calling short stuff!?” I yelled back, leaping to my feet with my hand on my sword.

“You are short, shortie!” He was on his feet now too, drawing his sword.

“Sit down.” Rukia promptly grabbed a hold of both of our kimonos and slammed us so our heads knocked together and we feel on our backs. Owie… I rubbed my head and took my seat again at the table. “Listen, Ichigo. I’ve heard some things about that man, things that may or may not be true.” She paused and sighed. “We don’t ask because we are trying to control your life, but because we are worried.”

I exhaled a puff of air and straightened my back. “You weren’t there, but you probably felt that large battle Kenpachi had with one of the espada.” Both Renji and Rukia nodded and gave a slight shudder. “Well Kenpachi killed the espada, but instead of the espada dying, he was reborn in Soul Society, purified.”

“You don’t mean…” Rukia trailed off with wide eyes.

“Yeah.” I scratched the back of my head.

“An espada!” Renji slammed his hands onto the table, staring at me in disbelief. “You aren’t seriously friends with him! Are you!?”

“He’s been purified! He’s a Soul Reaper like me, now. And I wouldn’t really call what we are ‘friends’… Maybe, I dunno.” I really didn’t know how to classify mine and Nnoitra’s relationship. Maybe more acquaintance slash rival than friends.

“What!? I don’t care if he’s purified, he’s still an arrancar!”

“Renji! Calm down!” Rukia said. “They wouldn’t have let him in the academy if they thought he was a threat.”

Renji sat down and sulkingly crossed his arms over his chest, turning his head to the side with a ‘humph.’

“I’m glad you have someone to play with, Ichigo.” Rukia said to me with a mischievous gleam.

“Brat.” I said. “Anything new with you guys?”

“Well Byakuya-sama…

And thus we continued on with no further grief.

The end of the semester was drawing closer and I was a little on edge. The Academy was tough; you had to pass all of the exams or you didn’t continue on next semester and got put with a lower level class. This was to weed out those capable of performing the duties, however harsh. You get two chances to retake the exam; if you fail those as well then you have to step down. I was confident in all of my classes except one: kido. I was frantically practicing it in all my spare time, but I was still nervous.

Nnoitra had the audacity to be completely relaxed about the whole thing, lounging about watching me curse and kick things when I didn’t get a spell or incantation right. I was getting so frazzled that one of my spells went haywire and blew up an entire line of targets. I stared at it in disbelief, fighting the urge to cry.

“Ya really need to relax, Shinigami.” Nnoitra said, standing and stretching his hands above his head.

“I need to get this right!” I said back despairingly.

“The problem is your so freaking tense, let’s go have a drink so you can cool down some.”

“I don’t see how you can be so at ease.” I grumbled to him as we walked to the tavern. “What happens if I fail!? I’m strong enough to be a Shinigami; I don’t see why I need to know kido.” I kicked at a rock and sent it flying.

“Because the Shinigami are stuck-up, pansy-ass, bitches.” Nnoitra drawled, his gate slow to match mine. “They know you’re one of the best, it’s just formality to make ya learn this shit.”

That made me feel a little better, mostly because it was Nnoitra who was saying it and he didn’t candy-coat things. “Wait a minute…I’m a Shinigami! Are you calling me a stuck-up pansy ass bitch!?” I asked incredulously.

He smirked. “Yeah.”

“And- wait…so are you! If I’m a pansy-ass bitch, so are you!”

“No I’m not.” He gave a yawn as he opened the door, standing aside to allow me in first. “I’m the shit like that.”

“Fuck you. And technically I’m a vizard, not a Shinigami.”

“Hah! You’re kind of slow sometimes, aren’t you Kurosaki?”

“Fuck you. I am not a pansy ass bitch.” I said with a grumble and crossed my arms over my chest, propping my feet on the worn table.

“Ya didn’t say anything about being stuck up, ya know.” Nnoitra said, gesturing for the bar keep to bring some sake. “Does that mean you agree?”

“No!” I said with a growl. “I’m nothing like that Byakuya prick.”

We bantered on, my mind and body relaxing as the alcohol did its work. I got so shit-faced that I could hardly standing, leaning against Nnoitra heavily as I attempted to walk.

“Ya can’t even hold your liquor, you pussy.” Nnoitra slurred to me and lifted me up, throwing me over his shoulder. My stomach protested violently at the move and I clutched my hands over my mouth. “You throw up on me, I’ll kill you.” I knew he would, too. Instead I let myself go limp, even in the uncomfortable position. My head swam as tiredness took over and I barely noticed when we finally arrived at the dorms. He tossed me onto the bed and I opened my eyes blearily as my room mate started to yell.

“I’m sick of this shit! You always destroy things and make me weak with your fucking reiatsu! You have no consideration to others! As soon as the exams are over, I’m applying for a new room mate.”

I mumbled something back, not particularly caring as I rubbed my face against the soft pillow.

“You’re such a weak little cry-baby aren’t ya?” I heard Nnoitra comment, practically seeing my room mate take a couple steps back even with my face buried against my pillow. “You and my room mate would get along fine, why don’t ya room with him so we can be rid of you two.”

“I- I will!” My room mate said back.

“Whatever. We’ll switch tomorrow, I want to disinfect in here before I move in so I don’t catch your idiocy.”

“Asshole.” My room mate muttered as Nnoitra took his leave. Hm… I just want to sleep now…

When I woke up in the morning my head pounded and my body ached. Something cold and wet nudged at my face and I tried to bat it away but it was persistent. Then I was drenched in cold water and I yelped, fighting my covers and falling onto the floor. I heard a familiar snicker and glared up at an awfully cheerful Nnoitra. He was holding a half full glass of water- most of it was on me- and a couple of pills.

“About time you woke up. I should have known you were a shitty drinker. Now take your fucking pills.” He threw them at me and I grabbed them, swallowing dryly and practically yanking the glass out of his hand to soothe my dry throat. He just snickered at me and sat on the edge of my room mate’s bed as he waited for me to right myself.

“Where’s my room mate?” I asked as I detangled myself from my blanket.

“I kicked him out. He’s with mine now; I’m tired of them complaining. What bitches.”

“Oh yeah…” I yawned and collapsed onto my bed. “Did you disinfect yet?”

“I just burned the bed and got a new one.” Nnoitra said with a smirk, I suppose I’m lucky he waited until my room mate was out of the bed to burn it. “You slept through it.” I’m sure I did. I want to go back to sleep now. “Oh no you don’t!” He grabbed the blanket and tried to pull it off of me but I latched on to it. It ended up in a tug-of-war match where he finally wrestled it away from me and I was left shivering and cold. “I don’t give a fuck if you don’t feel good. Get something to eat and then we’re sparring.”

I cursed him from my fetal position.

“It’s the least you can do since I am gracing you with my presence here, Shinigami.” Nnoitra drawled. “Unless you want me to go get more water?” And just like that I was up and tugging my clothes on, glaring at him as he watched in amusement while I hopped around the room, trying to tug my kimono and hakama on at the same time. “Were ya really the fastest sperm?” He asked skeptically.

“Yes.” I replied back haughtily and tried to smooth my spiky hair down. Just to prove it I flash stepped my way to the cafeteria, ignoring the gasps and murmurs. He easily caught up to me, grabbing a piece of bread to munch on while I tried to fight down the lurch my stomach gave as I looked at the food. Taking a cue from him, I just got some tea and bread and walked with him to the battle arena.

Maybe we were friends…

LINE

So now their roomies! There are just hints and flashes of something that might be yaoi in nature between the two for now…but it will definitely be worth the mature rating in the end.

Also…I noticed that I’m getting less and less reviews for each chapter. Is there something that I need to fix about these chapters?

Anyways, please review!