Ishida and Ichigo were sitting in the classroom after everyone had left with Chad, and Rukia around them. They were all talking pretty loudly. Orihime walked in and up to the group. Ishida and Ichigo were sitting across from each other, arguing. She put her hand out. "What's going on here?"
Ichigo looked at her. "Basically, Ishida's an idiot."
Ishida closed his eyes. "Yeah, it's easy for you to think you've spotted one since you are an idiot yourself."
"Sometimes you really get on my nerves! Thinking you're all better than me!" Ichigo sat forward.
"That's 'cause I am better than you!" Ishida sat forward as well.
"How so, four eyes!" He sat forward more.
"In too many ways for your puny brain to understand, substitute!"
"That is it!" Ichigo pushed his chair back.
Orihime put her hands between them. "Stop it! You need to calm down!"
Rukia laughed. "I'm rooting for Ishida."
Ichigo looked at her. "How could you! I'm kicking you out of my closet!"
She pointed to Ishida. "So? I'll just move into his."
Orihime brought her hands back. "What happened?"
Ichigo and Ishida looked at each other for a moment, then looked away with their arms crossed.
Rukia walked around the table and put her arm around Orihime. "Basically, this is what happened." She set her hand on the table. "They're both idiots."
"Hey!" They turned to her.
Chad looked at Orihime. "They got into a contest. Ichigo won. Ishida won't give him what he said he would. Now Ichigo is mad."
They all looked at Chad. Rukia looked at Orihime. "What he said."
Orihime looked back and forth from Ichigo to Ishida. "What contest? What did Ishida say he'd give him? Why won't he give it to him?"
"Because I need it! I didn't think he'd actually make me give it to him!" Ishida looked away.
"Of course I would! That's what we agreed to, stupid!" Ichigo looked away as well.
Orihime looked determined. "Well if it was a contest and you said you'd give it to him then you should." She put her hand out. "Hand it to me and I'll give it to him."
Ishida looked at her hand. He looked up at her. "Inoue. I'd just like to say that I think you're a very nice girl. But…I will give you this when hell freezes over and the continents collide."
"You know," Rukia put her hand on his shoulder. "They are saying that continents will eventually collide."
"Well when that happens I'll hand it to him!" He looked out the window.
"Ishida…" Orihime walked to him. "Ishida, my friend. My close ally…." She brought his chair out. "My comrade." He looked scared. "Just tell Orihime what it was that you said Kurosaki-kun could have, okay?" She leaned over and looked him in the eyes. "You know you want to."
He spoke softly. "My Quincy Cross."
She looked at him, surprised. "You said you'd give him that!"
"Only for a day! Then he'd have to give it back! And if I won he'd have to give me Zangetsu for a day." He looked annoyed. "But the idiot won."
"I'm sorry…" Ichigo put his hand up to his ear. "It sounded like you just said that Ishida won, but it was Ichigo that won."
"Shut up, Kurosaki." Ishida spoke over Orihime's shoulder.
Orihime stood away from Ishida. "Well, this is tough." She looked at both of them. "What were you thinking betting such important things as those!" She looked disappointed at them. Rukia started walking away, slowly. Orihime turned to her. "Kuchiki-san!" Rukia stopped and sunk down a bit. "Did you have anything to do with this?"
Ishida and Ichigo looked at her and slowly got a little perturbed. "Hey, yeah! It was her idea in the first place!"
Rukia turned around and put her hand behind her head. "I thought it would be entertaining. It's always good to have a little entertainment, you know?"
"It's your responsibility to get Ishida to give Ichigo his Quincy Cross." Orihime gestured to Ishida.
Ishida looked at Rukia. He looked at Orihime. He looked at Rukia. "Oh, no. Oh, no. Just because it's Rukia trying now doesn't mean anything's changed. This is staying with me."
Rukia walked up to him. "Ishida. Do you see what the sun is doing outside?" She looked out the window. "Look. I said look." He turned to the window. She smiled. "It is setting. That means that Ichigo will only have your Quincy Cross for a few hours. And I will be with him the entire time. It will be fine. Trust me. And it'll get him off your case." She put her hand on his shoulder. "Be a man, Ishida. Live up to your word."
Ishida let out a sigh. "Fine." He took his bracelet off. Turning to Ichigo he narrowed his eyes. "But if something happens to this…" He paused. "I'll do nothing…because I won't have any powers." He set it on the table in front of him. After a moment he paused. "Actually, I'll have Seele Schneider." He tapped the table. "So beware." He stood and walked to the door. "Tomorrow. You better have that." He left.
Ichigo looked at the bracelet. "Wow…" He turned his head to the side, still looking at it. "What…am I supposed to do with this?" Rukia grabbed it from him. "Hey!"
She put it on and let it drop. "By the honor of the Quincy, I will shoot this arrow!" She pulled back an imaginary arrow and let it go. She held her arm up and looked at it. "Nice." She gave it back to Ichigo. "You better take good care of it or you'll be Seele Schneidered. He looked serious."
Ichigo put the bracelet in his pocket. "Yeah, yeah. I'll take good care of it."
"Alright." She grabbed his arm and picked him up out of his chair. "Let's get going, it's late."
Rukia waved to Chad and Orihime and Ichigo and her walked away from the school. Rukia pulled her back pack up on her back. "What would you have done if he would have won?"
"He wouldn't have." He looked at her for a moment, then looked away.
She thought for a moment, looking down. "Yeah…but. What if he had?"
"Then I would have given him my sword!" He lifted his hands and let them drop. "And it would have sucked."
"What do you think he would have done with it?" She brought her finger up to her mouth, thinking. "Like, tried to practice with it?" She tried to picture this. She turned to Ichigo. "Try to picture that, Ichigo. It's really quite funny."
"He probably would have just put it on his bed and forgotten about it. Like I'm going to do with this piece of crap." He held the Cross.
Rukia took it. "You can not hold that and say it's a piece of crap at the same time. This happens to be a great weapon." She petted it. "Don't listen to him."
"Anyways." He looked at the sky. "I don't know why I wanted it so badly. I guess just to prove a point."
"You were drawn to it." She stared at him. "You had a bond with the bracelet. You felt as though you were destined to meet." She started slowly moving the bracelet towards his face. "Love at first site."
"Stop it! That's not it at all." He took it from her. "I just wanted to make him pay."
They walked into his house and up to his room. He sat in his chair at his desk. She sat on her bed in the closet. He set it on the desk. "Man. That was a long day."
She looked at it. "So, are you gonna shoot an arrow?" She shot another imaginary arrow. "This is your one and only chance to be a Quincy!" She looked important.
He sighed. "Fine." He awkwardly put the bracelet on. "It feels weird to wear jewelry.
"The Quincy Cross is not jewelry." She shook her head. "It is a serious weapon. Think of it like wearing Zangetsu on your wrist."
He looked at her strangely and then looked down at the bracelet. "Zangetsu on my wrist." He turned to the window and tried to sound important. "By the honor of the Quincy, I will shoot this arrow." He slowly let the Cross drop and started to shoot an imaginary arrow, but then a large blue bow appeared. Ichigo stopped. "What the hell!" He turned to Rukia. "What the hell! What is this?"
She looked at him. "How come my incantation didn't work? That doesn't seem fair."
He looked around the room, moving the bow as he did. "I don't know how to make it stop. How do I make it stop!"
"Ichigo, you should really stop swinging that thing around, you're gonna-"
He accidentally shot off an arrow, hitting the ceiling. He tried to cover his head, letting go of the bow and making it disappear. He looked up. "I made it go away." He looked to Rukia. "It's gone!"
"Yeah, but there's a new hole in the ceiling." She pointed to it.
"Dammit! What am I going to tell my dad?" He stood.
His door opened, quickly. His dad ran in. "Ichigo, are you okay?" He put his hands on his shoulders, "Are you alright, are you hurt?"
"Dad, I'm fine…" He looked away, annoyed.
"Good…cause really what's most important is Rukia!" He turned to Rukia. "Rukia are you okay!" He put his hands on her shoulders. "Were you hurt?"
"Dad! I'm your son!" Ichigo put his hand out.
"You just said you were fine." He looked to him for a moment. "I'm terribly sorry that my son makes you get into troubles like these. He really doesn't try to be so horrible…"
Ichigo grabbed him by the shirt and started pulling him out of the room. "Wait!" He stopped and put his hand on Ichigo's head, pushing him down. He looked up at the ceiling. "What happened?"
"Oh, Ichigo shot off a blue arrow from a blue bow." Rukia looked at his dad. His dad stood there for a moment, not saying anything. She smiled. "Just kidding." His dad laughed. "Oh, Rukia. You make the best jokes. Well, bye then." He walked out.
"Rukia!" Ichigo sat down on his bed. "You can't just say stuff like that!"
"What, cause he'll believe me?" She stood up and leaned against the wall. "What we need to be thinking about right now is why you could just use Ishida's Cross." He laid down on his stomach and buried his head in his pillow. "Apathy is not the answer, Ichigo." She walked up and took the pillow out from under his head. "We have to think."
"Ow!" He looked up. "Maybe I don't want to know why."
"How can you not want to know why!" She sat down on his chair and held the pillow. "You might be a Quincy!" She looked at the ceiling. "Do you know what that means!" She thought about it. What did that mean? That would mean…that he was a human, a Shinigami and a Quincy. "Holy Lord. You'd be a super being."
"What are you talking about?" He turned his head away from her.
"No, really." She leaned forward and started pushing him so he rocked back and forth. "You'd be unstoppable! A human, a Quincy and a Shinigami." She put her hand up toward the ceiling. "You'd have it all."
He thought about this. What would that be like? He turned his head so he was looking at her. "Yeah, but how could I possibly be a Quincy?"
She thought about it. "I don't know." She narrowed her eyes. "We'd have to ask Ishida. But I don't want to wait!" She hugged the pillow. "Let's ask now!"
"No, not now." He shook his head. "I'd rather keep my 'Ishida time' to a minimum."
She picked up his phone. "What's his number?"
She thought. "I'll be right back." She walked out of his room. After a few moments she walked back in.
He saw that she was holding a telephone book. "Dammit!"
"Ha-ha! I've beaten the system." She flipped through the pages. "Ishida…Ishida…Ish…ida. Here!" Her finger stopped on a number. She picked up the phone and dialed the number. She tapped the desk as she waited. Ichigo looked at her and she winked. He shook his head. She stopped. "Oh, Ishida, is it you?" She looked up at the ceiling. "Yeah, it's me, Rukia." She closed her eyes. "No, Ichigo did not break your Cross." She looked at Ichigo. "Listen. We have urgent questions for you and it can't wait until tomorrow, can you come to Ichigo's house?" She pursed her lips, listening to his answer. "That's…not the answer I was looking for." She set the phone book on the ground. "Listen, Ishida, it's like this." She gestured to the side. "Ichigo…didn't break your cross…" She looked to the side. "But something did happen to it." She smiled. "Yes, as soon as possible." She hung up the phone. "He's coming."
"Great." Ichigo reached over and grabbed his pillow from Rukia. He laid his head on it. "Wonderful."
"Isn't it though?" She lifted her hands. "I'm a genius."
"Ichigo!" The door opened and his dad spoke. "You have a friend." Ishida walked in and his dad closed the door.
"What the hell!" Ichigo sat up. "How did you get here so fast!"
Ishida moved his glasses up. "When it's important, I'm extremely fast." He leaned against the wall. "Far faster than you."
"Damn you." Ichigo laid back down.
"Now what did you do to my Cross?" He stared at them.
"Ichigo." Rukia turned to him. "Show him."
"Why?" He closed his eyes.
"Because I said so, that's why." She stood up and picked him up so he was sitting. "Come on, this is important."
He got out of the bed and sat down at his desk as she sat down in her bed again. "Do I have to do it exactly as before?"
"I don't think it would hurt." She nodded.
Ichigo turned to Ishida. "I don't mean any disrespect to…you know…Quincy's when I say what I'm about to say." He cleared his throat. "By the honor of the Quincy I will shoot this arrow." Ishida brought his hand up to his forehead. Ichigo let the Cross drop and a blue bow appeared. Ishida was still looking down.
"Ishida…" Rukia looked to him. "Ishida! Look!"
He turned to Ichigo. He moved back "What in God's name!"
Ichigo turned to him. "Yeah, I really don't know either. It just happened." He shrugged his shoulders and brought his left hand up. "It's the strangest-" An arrow shot off and broke the window.
"You idiot." Ishida covered his face.
"It happened again." Ichigo looked at his window.
"Good shot, Ichigo." Rukia patted his head. "Good shot."
The door opened. "Is everyone okay?" His dad walked in, Ichigo was still holding the bow. "Is…everyone…o…kay?"
"Yes." Ishida stood in front of Ichigo. "We're just doing some archery practice. This is the new bow at school. Pretty high tech looking, isn't it? No need to be alarmed. You can go now, we're fine." He brought his hands in front of him.
"Right." His dad walked out. "That's good!" He shut the door.
Ichigo cursed himself. "How do I get rid of this thing?"
Ishida shook his head. "I don't know."
Ichigo looked at the ceiling, then to Ishida. "What do you mean, you don't know?"
He stared at him. "Just what I said, I don't know. It just kind of happens when I want it to happen; I don't think about it, it comes naturally for me. If you asked me to explain it to you, which you just did, I wouldn't know how to." He turned away.
Ichigo sighed. He looked at the bow. "It just happens, huh?" He looked at the ground. "Damn." He turned back to the bow and moved his arms around. "Well, it kind of feels like I should…maybe…" He shot an arrow into his bed. "Dammit!"
"It's okay, Ichigo. If that were a hollow you would have done a good deed." Rukia nodded.
He growled. "Okay…let's see, here. If I just…no. But…I…" He shot an arrow through the hole he made in the glass. A car alarm went off.
Rukia laughed. She put her hands out in front of her, moving them across the air. "Car gets vandalized with Quincy arrow, page 11."
He shook his head. "I think I'm getting it, now. All I have to do is stay focused and tell myself I'm letting it go." He let out a purposeful breath. "I'm letting the bow go."
"Aww, you made a rhyme." Rukia put her hand on his shoulder.
"I guess if I had to put it some way that would be a way to put it." Ishida was leaning against a wall again.
"Okay." He closed his eyes. Slowly he let his hands go and the bow disappeared. They were all quiet. He looked at both of them. "It's gone."
"Good for you, Kurasaki, now give it back to me and never touch it again." Ishida held his hand out.
"Hey, I have it for the rest of the night, or don't you remember. I don't have to give it back to you until school tomorrow." He guarded it.
Ishida crossed his arms and turned to the side. "I don't know what you're gonna do with it until then. It's not like you can train or something."
Ichigo thought for a moment. "It's been bothering me." He looked at Ishida. "How is it possible that I have Quincy powers?" He sat forward. "Does that mean I'm a Quincy?"
Ishida didn't like the sound of that…but yes. He looked to him and moved his glasses up. "Sadly, you seem to be a Quincy." He made a noise of disgust.
"But how?" Ichigo brought a hand up.
Ishida shook his head. "Think about it, Kurosaki. What is the one way that you could be a Quincy?"
Ichigo thought for a moment. He thought for another moment. He thought for yet another moment. "No, I still don't get it."
"One of your parents has to be a Quincy, you moron!" Ishida put a hand forward.
"Don't call me a moron, moron!" Ichigo sat back.
"You're both morons, it doesn't mean you have to be mean about it!" Rukia closed her eyes.
Ichigo finally realized what he had said. "What, what?"
Ishida collected himself. "In order to be a Quincy, you have to have Quincy blood. This means, you have to have a parent who is a Quincy." He looked down.
Rukia looked to Ichigo. "Or was a Quincy. It could have been your mother."
Ichigo couldn't believe what he was hearing. One of his parents was a Quincy? That made no sense. He shook his head. "That's it. I am asking my dad."
"Your dad! You can't do that!" Rukia stood up.
"Well if one of them was a Quincy then he has to know, right?" He started walking to the door.
"But what if he didn't know! What if it was your mom and she never told him!" She stood in front of him.
Ichigo stopped. "Hmm…" He closed his eyes. Then he stared at her. "I'll just have to take that chance." He walked past her.
She looked to the ground.