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Ichigo stood up and looked at the girl who was now, sitting on his bed.
“Look. I can just get it for you in the nearest 24 hours shop!” He finally said.
“No! I don’t like it! I want the ice-cream from that park! They have the best ice-cream ever!”
“They are just the same, Rukia…”
“I don’t care! If you don’t want to bring me there, I can go and buy it by myself! Don’t you know that your dad had given me some pocket money?”
Rukia stood up and went towards the door. Actually she just felt like want to take some walk today. Ice-cream was just an excuse even though it’s great to have one.
“Stop! I’ll bring you there. But in return, you have to treat me, will you?”
“And what the heck with that?” Rukia raised her eyebrows slightly.
“Just some payback. Don’t you say that you had forgotten on how you spent my money when you were staying in my closet before?”
Rukia stared at him as he smirked. After a while, she made her decision.
“Deal. But just one. Okay?”
Rukia walked happily in front of Ichigo as he watched her from behind. Ichigo can’t help but smile. He wondered how many time had he done that, smiling secretly just by seeing her happiness.
She wondered at the park and searched for the ice-cream truck at its usual place but failed.
“Ichigo!”
She turned her back and looked at Ichigo with a pair of desperate eyes. Just now, she really hoped for an ice-cream for real.
“What?”
“I can’t find the truck… Isn’t there suppose to be the right place for it?” She pointed at a spot besides a tree.
“Oh. That…”
Damn, how could I forget they started the operation late today?
“Hmm… Maybe we should wait there for a while and it will show up.” He pointed at the nearest bench.
“Okay.”
Rukia nodded and walked towards the bench under a shady tree as Ichigo followed her.
As she observed around, her eyes caught a sight of two familiar figures were jogging around the park.
“Ichigo! Look! It’s Ishida and Inoue!” She exclaimed in eagerness.
“See… I told you before they have some dirty little secret. That Quincy… Heh…”
“Wow! It’s so true. I didn’t even believe when you told me about them! Did you have some kind of déjà vu or what?”
“Hey… You know what Rukia… I am indeed, a fortune teller.”
“Oh really?” She gave him unbelief looks.
“Yeah…”
“Prove it. Can you tell mine?” Rukia asked.
“Of course… Give me your hand!”
Rukia willingly gave her hand to Ichigo and giggled.
I want to see how far he can lie! This is just fun!
Ichigo observed her palm like a professional. But he can’t help to wonder of how strong the small hand had been.
“Ichigo?” Rukia said as Ichigo stayed silent, looked intensely at her palm.
“Oh sorry. Your hand is too small. I think I’ll need glasses to read it.”
“Hehe... Come on… So?”
“Hmm… You see this line?”
He pointed at a line at the upper side of her palm.
“We call it head line. Yours is long. It means that you are a thorough and careful thinker.”
“Ahh… I guess its right. And I bet a short head line means that you tend to make hasty decision? “
“In fact of contrary, yes. How did you know?”
“Because yours are short! See? And you love to act even without thinking!” Rukia took one of his hand and pointed the line towards his face.
“Ahh... I see... You love my hand don’t you? Even I don’t realize that…”
“Uhh… Shut up and just continue your job, Ichigo!”
Rukia could feel her cheeks turned slightly pink.
Silly me!!!
Ichigo then pointed at another line on her palm.
“Okay. This is what we call life line. Hmm… It’s pretty strong life line you have there. And there is a line running parallel to your lifeline. It shows that you have an inner strength during your time of difficulty.”
“Really?” She looked up at him.
Ichigo shrugged.
“Who knows? It’s your inner self. So, may I continue, then?”
“Yupp...”
“Let me see… This is your fate line. You know, the further away the line is from the wrist, the later you will find your true path and direction. And… No way…”
Ichigo stopped and chuckled.
“Hey! What’s so funny?”
“You see, your fate line is moving towards your middle finger…”
Ichigo took a deep breath and whispered slowly to himself.
“Oh my God… I can’t believe I will say this…”
“Say what?” Rukia watched him in curiosity.
Crap. She heard me.
“Well… It shows that you often express yourself creatively and artistically.”
“You mean, like my masterpiece?” Rukia eyes suddenly shined.
“If you can call the weird bunny and… what is it? Bear? Yeah. I think its look like a bear, as one, maybe…”
Rukia pinched Ichigo hard on his left arms, in reflex to his words.
“How many time should I tell you that they are not weird! You are the one who doesn’t know how to appreciate arts!”
“Whatever…”
Rukia smiled as she watched him rubbing his arm.
Served you right!
“Next, please?”
“Well, this is a heart line. And it ends under your first finger. It means…”
“It means?”
Ichigo stay quiet, seems to think something deeply in his mind.
“Ichigo?” Rukia smirks.
Did he have lost any kind words to tell, or at least guess? Pretty far I think he was right about me...
“Rukia… When a heart line is ending under the first finger, it shows that the person has developed different kind of emotions highly. That person is fond... I mean, she is really affectionate to her partner and can be motivated almost entirely by her emotions. And sometimes, they can be emotionally unstable. Well… Maybe because these emotions are still new for her, I guess.”
He looked down at her as she seemed to lost in her world.
“Rukia?”
She shook her head as Ichigo’s voice snapped her from her recent thought.
“Well, I guess you might be wrong this time, Ichigo. Sorry.”
She tried to draw a fake smile. But Ichigo didn't even fall for it. He just know her.
“Really?”
“Yeah. You know... A shinigami should not develop any kind of human emotion. And emotions? Especially the fond or affectionate thing you are talk about. It is just… Not me....”
Rukia looked down, played with her fingers.
“A shinigami should not develop any emotion, eh... But it doesn’t mean that she can’t even develop it as well, right?”
She took his words deep into her heart and felt that her heart start to beat faster than it was when he was holding her hand before.
“Am I right?”
No answer. Not even a move from her.
“Rukia?”
“I had just been thinking…” She finally broke her quietness.
“If…I mean, if... If I said that... you are actually the partner that she is really devoted to… What will your reaction be towards her?”
“Oh. That? Do you really feeling that way?”
She nodded. "Yeah. Wait no. It's she! Not me!"
"Ah. It's enough for me to know that... You really want to know, eh?”
Rukia looked up at him and started to open her mouth.
“Idiot! You made me saying those lines – which I can considered as the oddest lines that had came out from my mouth ever, of course I wan–”
She froze as Ichigo brushed her pink lips with his. They stayed like that for a moments when Ichigo finally broke the contact.
“What was that?” She rolled her eyes at him.
“A kiss. From me, just for you.” Ichigo started to blush.
“What was that for?!”
“You are the one who was asking for my reaction, so that’s it!”
“And what was that supposed to mean?”
“Oh My God! Rukia!!!!!!!” Ichigo shook her shoulder lightly in frustration.
“What?” Rukia asked him, innocently.
“I just can’t believe that I went all gooey just because of you!”
“Gooey? Is that mean… You love me?” Rukia observed his face intensely.
“Yes. Yes! That mean I love you, Kuchiki Rukia!”
Ichigo looked away, embarrassed by his sappy confession as she nodded in understanding.
“So Ichigo…”
“Yes?” Ichigo turned his head to face her.
She smiled and planted an unexpected short, gentle kiss on his lips.
Ichigo, who was still shocked, touched his lips and watched at Rukia as she stood up and ran away to the ice-cream booth.
That means… I love you too, Kurosaki Ichigo.
A/N:
I just can’t think of any scene to start the story with! It may just be weird for Ichigo to be a fortune teller of a sudden. So I choose ICE-CREAM and IshiHime (This was such a real randomness!!) even though it may just be such a lame excuse. XD
And right when I finished, I got an idea to write another one-shot as the continuation. It may be just a short one. But what do you think?