Ichigo walked just slightly in front of Ishida but the faster that he walked the further the other boy was ahead of him. "Ichigo wait!" Ishida tried to yell but for some reason his throat was closed and couldn't yell. Damnit! Moments later, Ishida sat up quickly. He looked around him and sighed. Ishida was in his own bed at home. Though, it took him a moment to notice he was sweating uncontrollably God what the hell is wrong with me? It's been weeks since I confessed to Ichigo. I haven't talked to him since then either. God he must really hate me now. Ishida flipped onto his side and stared at the glowing numbers on the clock. Sighing he couldn't help but to think of what Ichigo was doing right now. He sat back up again and flipped the covers back. Putting his slippers on he slowly padded to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Ishida stood staring at the phone. Did he really want to call him? Or was he just feeling guilty for what he did? Sighing, Ishida couldn't help but to pick up the phone and dial the oh so familiar number. It rang a couple of times and a young female voice picked up. Oh shit! I think it's one of his sisters! "Hello?" answered the sleepy voice of Ichigo's younger sister Karin.
"Um, is Ichigo there?"
"Ishida-san? Yeah sure. Just hold on a sec..."
"Ah Karin right?! Please don't tell him it's me!" Ishida pleaded desperately.
"What? Yeah sure. What ever." the phone was put down on a hard surface and Karin's voice could be heard calling rather muffled but still understandable, "Nii-san! Phone!"
Nervously, Ishida played with a pen sitting on the counter. He had no idea what to say! Soon though he ran out of time to think of what to say because a warm but rather irritated male voice picked up. It was Ichigo on the other end of the now saying, "Hello? Who is it? What do you want?"
Hearing him angry made him cringe. "I-Ichigo-kun? I-it's me. Ishida."
"I'm hanging up now."
"NO! Please wait!"
There came a sigh from the other end. He was clearly angry but didn't hang up. "What is it that you want?"
"I wanted to talk to you and also... apologize..."
"For what? Confessing? Big deal. I just... I already told you that I have somebody. You can keep on liking me if you want but it's never going to happen."
"That's one of the reasons I called. Since it's not going to work, I decided to give up on you. Life's not always fair and you don't always get what you want."
Ichigo took an intake of breath. This isn't what he had planned when he had told a lie. Well more of a half lie but still! He didn't want things to end this way! They couldn't!
"Kurosaki? Are you alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just tired is all. Now is there anything else you need? If not I'm going to bed." Ichigo said, trying to sound as arrogant and pissed off, as he possibly could. Today was not going well.
"No. I'll see you tomorrow." The phone clicked when Ishida hung up. Ichigo stood holding the beeping phone in his hand for awhile before he sister plucked it out of his hand and set it back down on the receiver.
"Nii-chan," said a very timid voice, "Dai ja bu? You seem a little distracted."
"What? Oh, Yuzu it's you. Yeah I'm fine. Why are you still up? You should be in bed."
"I couldn't sleep."
Ichigo couldn't help but smile at his sister. She was sleepy eyed and looked small and fragile. "Up we go go." He said, scooping her up into his arms.
"N-nii-chan! What are you doing?"
"Putting you to bed where you belong!"
"Fine." Yuzu layed her head against her brothers shoulder and before he even got her to her room she was breathing softly and evenly. He put her into bed and covered her up. Quietly he crept out of the room, closing the door behind him. Ichigo slid against the wall next to his sisters' bedroom. Burying his face in his hands he cried. He had never planned things this way. His friend was breaking things off completely. Permently.
He sat there crying for almost a half an hour before pushing himself off the ground and walking with jelly like legs to room and there, collapsing on his bed, covering his eyes with one hand. His closet door slid open and Rukia sat there, staring at him. "Who was on the phone?" She asked, curiosity in her voice.
"Ishida." He mumbled, his words incoherent.
"Uryuu? What did he want?" Rukia hopped off the bed inside the closet and went over to Ichigo, laying her head against his stomach.
Ichigo placed his hand on Rukia's head and again muttered, "Ishida."
"I know it was Ishida but what did he want? Ichigo? ICHIGO?!" She screamed but got no reply for the orange haired boy had fallen soundly asleep, softly calling out the other's name. You've fallen for him but don't want to admit it right? You two would be great together. What would be so wrong loving another guy? Ichigo!