My first AU
My first AU!! Please read I hope you like it. For those of you reading my other story…I'll be working on that too. I just got inspired to write something new!
A Day to Remember: AU IchiRuki
It's a normal day in the life of two college friends, until someone ended up dead…..
***Note: this chapter has been slightly revised as of 7/5/09***
Chapter 1: Typical morning
"Wake UP!!"
"AHH! What the-?!" a young man yelled as he fell off his couch.
He slowly removed himself from the floor and turned to look at the cause of his demise.
He walked slowly over to her and glared.
"You-"
"You were snoring, and it was time to get up." She said plainly cutting him off and walked into the kitchen.
He gave her a funny look, grunted, and gave up. He took a moment to briefly smile as he shook his head while proceeding to the shower.
This was the typical morning for Kurosaki Ichigo and Kuchiki Rukia, when she stayed over that is. She would yell to wake him up, he would complain, and finally he would get up and head to the shower.
The two had been at this for 3 years, ever since they started college. After high school, their friends swore they would end up together, but not much had been going on between the two. Rukia would visit his apartment when she could to study or watch some crazy show with him. Every now and then (which had turned into more often than not over the years), she'd say she was too tired to leave and would need a bed soon (all of which was a ploy to stay longer that Ichigo was well aware of, but he knew she would never admit to it).
Now in their last year of school it was becoming harder for her to come around. Both were increasingly busy for one reason or another and the chance for romance hardly ever came up. Ichigo was beginning to miss what they have already, though he still wasn't sure what it was.
Ichigo took another glance at Rukia before closing the door behind him.
"Take a picture it will last longer…" Rukia said eating breakfast not even looking in Ichigo's direction.
"You know I've been considering doing that, the way your eating you'll never keep that figure…."
Rukia turned around and stuck her tongue out, then returned to her food.
Ichigo chuckled to himself and closed the bathroom door. He began running the water for his shower and turned to the mirror.
He reached over to the side and lifted up a piece of broken wood that revealed a button. He sighed one good time.
"Reason number 1 we'll only be friends…" He pressed the button and the mirror turned into a video phone.
"Kurosaki Ichigo, agent 3472 signing in for duty……."
Rukia looked over her shoulder to make sure Ichigo's door was shut. He still didn't start the shower yet. She went back to her food and continued eating. She spilled some milk on herself, and tried to wipe it off until she remembered she was wearing one of Ichigo's shirts and stop worrying. She laughed to herself.
"He'll get mad when I tell him, but I don't mind." She thought.
She smiled again, but it soon faded. She began thinking about all the time they used to spend together and how close they are.
Rukia laughed, "He probably doesn't think of me like that; he would've said something by now. What reason would he have to hold how he feels about me in?"
Rukia peeked around the corner and listened for Ichigo's shower to start. After a few more moments she could hear the blast of the water loud and clear and she rushed over to her bag. Ichigo's apartment was a mess. It took her longer than she would have liked to locate the bag. She had to dig through a pile of clothes to find it.
"Ichigo should not have clothes all over his living room!" Rukia spoke out loud.
When she finally located her bag, she took out her cell phone. She had it on silent, but she knew it was ringing off the hook.
"Kuchiki Rukia here…" she said breathing heavily as she answered her phone.
"You missed sign in time again Kuchiki. You're over that Kurosaki kids' house again aren't you? You can't remember to bring your laptop once in a while?"
"Whatever. What's up Matsumoto?"
"You've got a job: Shishio Makoto. He wants a body guard that doesn't look like a body guard."
Rukia sighed. She hated not signing in on time. She always got assigned to the garbage no one else wanted.
"What does that nutcase need a body guard for? He's a Yakuza, he should have plenty of protection. I don't like this." Rukia said uneasily.
"What's not to like. It's a job and it pays a lot. Wait….you wanna stay with your strawberry?? Awwww!" Matsumoto yelled through the phone.
Rukia pulled away from the phone so not to here all of her associates girly talk. A small time later she put the phone back to her ear.
"Are you finished?" Rukia said annoyed.
"Whatever. When are you guys gonna do it?" she said bluntly.
"MATSUMOTO!" Rukia yelled embarrassed.
"I mean come on, how long are you gonna play high school? You do like him, right?"
"Of course I do. He's been there for me so many times. It's just… I think something is holding him back. At first I though I was the one holding back, but this past year, I've noticed it's him." Rukia said sadly.
"Why were you holding back?"
"I thought this body guard job would be weird and it might get in the way, but so far, I've had no incidents and a lot of happy clients. And now that I think I'm ready for a real relationship, I don't think he is…" She added.
"Wow. Too much Drama! Well, don't be late for class. Happy Monday!!" She said as she hung up.
"Thanks a lot," Rukia said to the dial tone.
She slowly got up, thinking about everything she just said. "I wonder if there is someone else he could like?" she thought.
She shuddered at the thought and began to pick up some of Ichigo's things. She found the remote to the TV through the mess and turned it on, then glanced down the way toward the bathroom.
"Ichigo takes forever in the shower…."
The mirror/computer opened up and emerged a blue light that scanned the surrounding bath room. Ichigo sighed as he waited for completion. He shifted to make sure the markings on his shoulder faced the mirror with his face.
"Voice confirmation, body and eye scan complete. Identity confirmed. Good Morning Mr. Kurosaki." The mirror said in a female voice and shifted to a command screen.
Ichigo huffed, "Yeah well, what's good about it?"
"Please repeat, didn't understand the question…." The mirror said.
"God, never mind. Find jobs..."
"Searching for jobs…….scanning……Jobs found…"
"List by dollar amount, lowest to highest…"
"Separating by dollar amount… Complete. Job 1: Makinouchi Ippo…"
"The boxer?! Who wants him dead?" Ichigo said surprised.
"Unidentified payer from the boxing association…"
"Price?"
"10,000 USD"
"Pass. Continue listing."
"Job 2: Gene Star. Price 15,000 USD. Job 3: Shishio Makoto. Price: 30,000 USD"
"Stop... Shishio Makoto, who's the payer, and what's the risk? Why is the pay so high for a local Yakuza?"
"Unidentified payer; 50 percent of the funds will be transferred at the beginning of the job, the rest upon completion. Risks: Target is skilled in several martial arts, excellent shot with any gun, master swordsman. Seven attempts have been made on his life. All have failed."
Ichigo smiled. "A challenge, I'll take it."
"Job assigned. 50 percent of the funds have been transferred into your account. Time limit for this job: 1 week."
"Cool. Sign off Job search. List weapons on hand with ammunition."
"Weapons on hand with ammunition, one: Your sword."
"WHAT?! I'm out of ammo again! Shit… I'll go to the store after the jobs done. This guy is a master swords man, so this should be fun. Sign off and shut down."
"Shutting down….."
The mirror returned to its normal state and immediately fogged up due to the humid state the running water caused the bathroom to be in. Ichigo turned to his shower and stepped in. The water was still nice and warm.
"Haven't killed a man with a sword in a long time… This should be interesting…." He thought to himself as he continued to wash up.
A/N: So….. How was that? Should I go on?? Please REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!! And let me know what you think! I know this was short, not my normal. Next chapter should have more to it! So review!
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