Ichigo Kurosaki
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"It's meaningless to just live, it's meaningless to just fight. I want to win!"
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Jul 4, 2010 1:49:40 GMT -5
Ichigo Yawned. Hollow activity the past 2 days had gown down dramatically, and he'd been relaxing. He'd even had time to catch up on his sleep! It was a Saturday afternoon, now that he had woken up, and he was hungry. He stretched, Dammit, why was the bed always comfier right before you had to get up!?
He rolled to his side, then sat up and stood, wearing his usual blue pajama pants and a blank white T-shirt. If it was possible, his hair seemed even spikier then normal and ugh.... He could taste his breath. Morning breath in the afternoon...? Geez... He walked to the bathroom down the hall to brush said teeth and relieve his bladder.
It was after going downstairs he noticed it... it was quiet. Way too quiet to be his home. No random attacks from his dad? ... and where was that purple haired brat that lived in his closet..? "Where is everyone..." he said with a furtive scowl.
He was suddenly on edge, looking around and trying to not make a sound. It HAD to be a trap. They were all in on it. Maybe Rukia'd even devised it. Hmm.....
He circled around to the counter, seeing some bread, and decided to make some toast. But of course, He wasn't completely wrong with his sudden paranoia...
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Post by Rukia Kuchiki on Jul 4, 2010 3:25:03 GMT -5
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She, Rukia, the said "purple haired girl", was already up and moving. She'd been awake for about six hours, her time up mainly consisting of standing in the dead-center of the Kurosakis' kitchen and staring at the back of an oatmeal box. Of course, she had little (if any at all) experience when it came to cooking even the simplest things.
Then again, it would have gone against her pride as a Kuchiki to awaken and seek help from her moody slumbering "partner". Sure, if the other members of Ichigo's family had been there, she could have gotten some assistance from them, but as such under the circumstances that the very energetic father had taken this opportunity to take his young daughters to a movie, she was alone.
It struck her several times to make a detour upstairs and give the orange-haired teenager a wake-up call of her own, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. After all, he had had to get up in the middle of the night to fight one of the scarce hollows and after that, he'd had a few problems getting back to sleep. It'd be just plain rude of the short, black-headed girl to interrupt him when he was exhausted. So, as such, she just decided to figure it out herself how to make this so-called "oatmeal".
But only perhaps twenty or so minutes before Ichigo had entered the kitchen finally, Rukia had given up cooking by herself and put the box back in the cabinet. When he was just making his way downstairs, she was sprawled lazily across the couch in his living room, stomach giving a violent, evil-sounding grumble every few moments.
In her boredom, she'd nearly fallen asleep again herself, eyelids only half open. And the oh-so-quiet house was definitely not a help in this. But of course, he just HAD to stomp like a monster down those stairs, that inconsiderate dunce! Now, now. Don't be too harsh. Remember, he's your source of food. If you want food, be nice. She reminded herself with a hiss, slowly standing.
Once on her feet, Rukia stretched her arms and gave a sort of half yawn. However, she snapped to attention as she heard the toaster give a loud pop and could vaguely smell the bread within. A hungry look captivated her large eyes and she spun, darting lithely to the kitchen with catlike reflexes without making a sound. She didn't even look at the young man as she shot a small hand out and grabbed the hot toast, and before he had time to protest, she retreated several feet away.
"Ah! And I'll be taking that!" Hah. Giving her that one piece of toast was the least he could do for making her wait all morning and half the evening with an empty stomach! Stepping back further, she leaned against a doorframe, proceeding to happily munch her toast in a very satisfied manner. » » » » » » » » » » » [/center][/font]
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Ichigo Kurosaki
Head Admin Extrodinaire
Substitute Shinigami[A:2]
"It's meaningless to just live, it's meaningless to just fight. I want to win!"
Posts: 109
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Jul 5, 2010 1:29:51 GMT -5
Said 'young man' that stood about a foot taller then Rukia looked at her jump back with his toast and binkerd twice, still a bit drowzy and narrowed his eyes. She was lucky he'd made two slices... Ichigo yawned, then eyed her. "You're lucky I'm -lletting- you have that, you weasel." He said, circling around to the fridge to find some butter for his own toast, and spreading it with a knife.
He took a few bites, then eyed Rukia again. "Shmow Whmere's Mahd mn Krahrim am Murzhu?" He asked with his mouth full, obviously asking about the location of the rest of his family. It was still.... weird... that they were around, but not unheard of. Sometimes they did go out alone, and occasionally his dad did let him sleep in.
He continued to bite and gulp, then notticed her nibbling away at the taosted, dry bread and raised an eyebrow. "Need omething to drink, squirt?" He said, mocking her height as usual and grabbing two cups from a cabinet before she could even answer. "How long've you ben up..?" he waited for her to finish what seemed to be her 'inhaling the bread' and for his answers, pouring milk into the two glasses and turning to hand one to her.
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Post by Rukia Kuchiki on Jul 5, 2010 1:47:03 GMT -5
r ukia ✰ kuchik i ( . . . IN YOUR EYES I KNOW I'LL FIND THE LIGHT TO LIGHT THE WAY, )
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Her thin black eyebrows rose slightly as though mocking him right back. Oh yeah Mr. Toughshot. Because you're just sooo intimidating. She continued to take small nips at the toast until it was gone, afterward brushing her hands together to get those bothersome crumbs off.
"Now, I'm gonna take a wild guess and say that translated from idiot, you asked where your family is." Without pausing for a reply, she strode a bit further away and dropped her bottom onto the edge of a chair. "They're at one of those big movie things. Like.. where the picture is all huge and whatnot?" Rukia was then silent for a few seconds, thinking quietly about what the actual name of the place was.
Shaking her head, her unsure thoughts disappeared, just as the much taller boy fired off another couple questions. But from the looks of it, she'd only be requested to answer one since he was already preparing a drink for both of them. "Since around seven. So maybe six hours ago. I thought you weren't ever gonna get up."
[ OOC: Gah. Sorry Ichi. Dead brain is dead. ]
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Ichigo Kurosaki
Head Admin Extrodinaire
Substitute Shinigami[A:2]
"It's meaningless to just live, it's meaningless to just fight. I want to win!"
Posts: 109
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Jul 5, 2010 2:18:03 GMT -5
[ OOC: Don't worry about it Rukie! It's 3am for ya and you haven't RP'd in months. this is a De-rusting thread, you're not supposed to be at your best yet! You're doing fine! =3 ]
Ichigo raised his eyebrow and he took a few gulps from the cup he'd just poured for himself, almost coughing the milk back up when she had forgotten the word 'Threater'. Spotting a look, he scowledand tried to pretend he hadn't just done so, looking away. "Wow... You know, you coulda' just woken me up and asked for somethin' to eat." He said, looking back at her after hearing the time she'd been up for.
With a few more gulps, he finished his drink, placing the cup in the sink. The sunlight of the afternoon washed in from a nearby window and bathed the room a bright, soft gold. He ran a hand through his hair, scratching his head, then turned and stretched.
"So What do you wanna do then? I don't have any plans with anyone today." He walked back to the counter and leand against it with one hand, trying to keep his 'cool' facade up. "I mean, if a runt like you actually does do things with people." He said, sarcastically and in a friendly way, of course, as he watched her, awaiting a response.
Maybe she'd be up for going to the mall, hanging around in the park, or just watching TV even here at home while there seemed to be no hollows around. It'd been a few weeks since he'd saved her butt at Soul Society, and about a month before that since she'd been in the world of the living. And after meeting Byakuya himself? Ichigo was sure she would be up for something other then just laying around and sipping tea. The life of a 'noble' seemed dull from what he'd examined.
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Post by Rukia Kuchiki on Jul 20, 2010 2:26:07 GMT -5
r ukia ✰ kuchik i ( . . . IN YOUR EYES I KNOW I'LL FIND THE LIGHT TO LIGHT THE WAY, )
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Her answer was not immediate, and she took a few seconds to fully think it over, deciding to not give him the satisfaction of pissing her off. Not today. Finally, Rukia shifted further in the chair and brought her eyes back to meet his, being careful to not let his words get to her. "What exactly is a mall? The girls on your TV are always talking about going and how great it is, so I wanna go there."
She eyed his every move carefully, taking note on how he kept moving about in front of her and how carefully he was selecting his words. Is he bluffing? Rukia wondered curiously, loosely crossing her legs and continuing to watch him, thinking it was a bit amusing for him to try so hard to cover up his flustered emotions. What was the big deal?
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Ichigo Kurosaki
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"It's meaningless to just live, it's meaningless to just fight. I want to win!"
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Jul 20, 2010 4:38:58 GMT -5
Ichigo shrugged 'casually' then put on his lesser scowl and more of a 'I-know-more-then-you-do' face on. "The mall? It's a bunch of stores and resturants that are packed into a huge building... That sounds cool." then he noticed where she'd gotten knowledge of said location... 'The girls on your TV'? When had she been able to get her grubby little fingers on the TV -and- know how to work it? Not only that, but Rukia plus the ideas of femminism and independance she was bound to pick up from some of the TV shows on top of what seemed to just come naturally?
Ichigo visibly shuddered.
Some things should just NOT be brought together. He yawned and stretched again, then scratched his own back. "Well if you wanna go, shrimp, get dressed!" He said loudly, grinning to himself and walking upstairs to his room to grab some clothes to change into. He had had a shower the night before, so that wasn't needed... yet. He still even smelled like soap.
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Post by Rukia Kuchiki on Jul 21, 2010 0:54:37 GMT -5
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Her eyes visibly darkened at his "shrimp" remark, changing from their natural blue-violet hue to a deep indigo, as her thin black brows furrowed slightly and fingertips twitched. Taking in a sharp breath of irritation, she forcefully reminded herself to keep the best "poker face" she could, and put on a fake half-smile that looked almost genuine, all the while thinking about how much she wanted to deck him in the mouth.
Rukia watched as he turned to go to his room, and as soon as he was out of sight and earshot, her irritated expression repainted itself upon her face. A low hiss was given as she struggled to calm herself of her violent, conflicting emotions.
Finally she uncrossed her short, thin legs and rose from the chair, giving it a rough backwards kick, sending it crashing forward but not falling. The petite girl stretched slightly, giving a small squeaking yawn and ruffling her jet black hair, before eventually following Ichigo up the stairs.
Like him, she'd bathed the night before, while his family was asleep. He'd guarded the bathroom door just in case one of his sisters would have happened to wake up. So she wouldn't bother showering this early. Besides, with the mood Ichigo was in, he'd probably just bother her about taking too long anyway.
With another yawn, she strode over to his bedroom door, which happened to be shut, and rapped on it twice. "Hey, hurry up!" Her tone wasn't unkind or impatient, just loud enough so he could hear it through his thick door. She needed to dress too and wasn't about to walk in and risk seeing him half naked. The very mental picture caused a faint but visible blush to creep onto her cheeks. » » » » » » » » » » » [/center][/font]
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Ichigo Kurosaki
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Substitute Shinigami[A:2]
"It's meaningless to just live, it's meaningless to just fight. I want to win!"
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Jul 21, 2010 1:33:16 GMT -5
Ichigo grinned at the knock, he was getting on her nerves? Good, just a bit of payback for the hassle she usually gave him. He smiled and fished through his dresser for his clothes, as his closet was again occupied and he'd had to move his wardrobe to it.
He took his time to select a pair of black jeans and a dark grey shirt, sprawled with a black european coat of arms and lines of incomprehensible red and white Kanji over it. He pulled on his shoes then sat on his bed, yawning and looking around for no other reason then to just take more time. She'd almost hidden it completely, but Ichigo'd seen that killer blip in her eyes as he'd said shrimp.
With a slight inner laugh to himself, he stood, then walked to his desk to grab his phone, wallet, a pen, and iPod, the 'Essentials' for going out someplace. he noticed he'd left some yen notes out on his desk and sighed, fishing his wallet back out of his pocket to place them inside. He really should just put his cash in his wallet when he got it.
He then looked around for something to do to take up some more time and frustrate Rukia some more, deciding upon the closet to peer over. He leaned inside, (After all it was his closet and his room, right?) and looked to see a disorganized pallet made of the usual spare blankets and pillows spread out, and her bag of stuff, open, with clothes seeming to explode out of the top. Geez, she was messy with her own things. He shook his head, deciding not to look in the bag... yet.
With a sigh, he decided after nearly 15 minutes, it would be time for- oh? There it was. He heard her yell and opened the door to see her standing there, seeming looking through him, with a bright shade of red on her face. "You uh.... alright?" he asked, then shook his head slightly and masked himself again in another scowl and walked past. "You should really clean up in there, for a noble you shure make a big mess, geez..." He faced the opposite wall, "Well, go ahead and change!"
He hoped she didn't see the red on his face when he'd opened the door and saw her... as he'd had a stray thought of her in his room changing and had quickly became emberassed. He blamed all the damn hormones as he seemingly glared at the wall.
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Post by Rukia Kuchiki on Jul 26, 2010 1:35:06 GMT -5
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As the door before her swung open, her eyes widened a bit, and she quickly replaced her embarrassed expression with a scowl much like the one he donned permanently. To add to her act, she gave an amused snort at the blush she'd spotted spreading across his own cheeks, and even though she'd never admit it, she was a little flattered that the cause of his flush might have been her. She'd never caught Ichigo so off-guard with his emotions like this before. What's gotten into him? She wondered silently.
"I'm fine, and I might ask you the same thing!" Rukia snapped, shoving past him toward the closet, where she stepped in and pulled the sliding door shut hard, causing an ear-shattering SLAM! to be heard throughout the house. She pursed her lips, trying to figure out why she was so angry. Was it because he was right? She wasn't really nobility at all, she was just adopted out of kindness. It must have been just the embarrassment getting the best of her.
Digging through her bag, Rukia removed the sundress she'd be wearing that day. It was a pale blue and had a white stripe around the bottom. The dress was one of her favorites, because it was both very soft and complimented her eyes nicely. It was thanks to Rangiku back in Soul Society that she'd ever learned this small tidbit of information. To her, it was unimportant, but at the time she would have never been able to tell the busty lieutenant this for fear of having herself beheaded. Rangiku was... a bit OCD when it came to fashion and things of the such, to put it lightly.
Rukia quickly changed out of the pajamas she wore and slipped into the thin dress, tying the pretty decorative ribbon that hung below the bust area into a small bow. Reaching into the bag once more, she withdrew a purple hairbrush, with which she of course brushed her black locks, being sure to place the single bang that hung between her eyes where she wanted. Her blood still boiled with irritation from his words, and her cheeks continued to hold faint signs of the blush from before.
She seemed to be taking as long as possible, just as he had before. Hah. Payback's a bitch. Finally, she reached a tiny hand up to touch her still-warm face, taking a deep breath and willing the crimson color to disappear, before sliding open the closet door again. Rukia avoided his gaze as much as she could, attempting to keep her back to him.
On her arm was a sort of hobo bag, pale cream in color and not very large. All of the girls at Karakura High had one, so to not look like the odd one out, she'd purchased one herself. There were very few things in it, mainly being her own essentials: her soul pager, Chappy soul candy dispenser, some cash, and various other not-so-important items you may find in a teenage girl's purse. "So. You ready to go?" [/color] She asked in a voice forced normal. Yes. This trip was definitely going to be interesting. [/size] [/justify] » » » » » » » » » » » [/center][/font]
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