Ichigo just looked down at her peaceful expression. It was really surprising to see such a loudmouthed, bitchy and fiery midget suddenly sleeping so relaxed…and quiet. He couldn't help but smirk upon seeing her as she slept. After a few seconds, he lifted one of his legs, careful not to bother Angel, and stretched his long leg above the couch where the light switch was located.
Mentally thanking god for giving him the height that some people obviously lacked, he was able to strain his body, with much care, to turn off the lights in the living room. Sadly the kitchen was still lit with their cold dinner sitting at the table.
But Ichigo wasn't concerned about that now. After relaxing on the couch again, he looked down and smirked knowing Angel hadn't woken up. He couldn't resist himself from burying his nose into her hair, allowing her sweet scent to lull him into a comfortable sleep.
Angel groaned.
She was really warm and lying on top of a very odd but comfortable mattress. She turned her head to the other side to stretch the muscles behind her neck that was a bit strained from lying on one position for a long time. She sighed against whatever it was she that was lying on, wiggling her body to get a little more comfortable when suddenly…
"You really got to stop doing that," a husky voice murmured from underneath her.
Angel frowned, stopping all movement.
Did beds talk? Last time she checked…no, they did NOT.
Suddenly something tightened around her waist, pulling her closer to the source of the blissful heat. It was nice, yes; but something was really off. It became even more confusing—and slightly scary—as she heard a low sound from underneath her head as the 'bed' grunted and held her tightly.
Slowly—every so slowly—Angel opened her eyes but kept her body still as a rock. In her peripheral vision, she could see something…orange.
"AW!" she screamed when she realized what—or who—she was on top of. Without realizing what she did, Angel quickly pushed herself off of him and fell off to the side.
"Angel!" Ichigo tried to grab her but was a second too late because she was already on the ground with a sore butt. He looked over and couldn't help chuckling at the sight before him.
Angel was on the ground with her messed up hair, rubbing her sore ass. Thankfully she was able to avoid the coffee table, but seeing her in such an imperfect state was hilarious to the orange head.
The young woman glared at him. "Zip it, would 'ya?!"
Ichigo closed his mouth but his shoulders kept shaking up and down to control his laughter.
"Shut up!" Angel yelled at him.
"Sorry," Ichigo downed his laughter to a small snicker, "But you okay?" He extended a hand. Angel nodded with a groan, but once her hand fell onto the extended hand of Ichigo's, she remembered where she was sleeping on just before. A sudden blush came across her face and she immediately pulled her hand back.
Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "You okay?" he asked again.
"I—I," she stuttered, "On—you…sleeping…"
Ichigo was silent until he realized what she was talking about. He suddenly blushed too, looking away. "Ah, you mean that? Yeah, well…we were both tired," he started to mumble.
Angel clenched her eyes shut, trying to shake the image of them sleeping together out of her head. "Still…"
Ichigo sighed. "Look, it's not like we slept together."
"What?" Angel looked at him weirdly.
"No, I mean," he sighed, scratching the back of his head, "We didn't sleep together, you know?"
Angel stared at him before realizing what he was talking about, and quickly looked away, her blush turning to a deeper shade of red. "You didn't have to say that."
"Yeah well…at least it's true," he replied.
Angel rolled her eyes. Men are idiots, she told herself before looking over at the clock.
6:30 am.
"Eugh," she groaned, "It's still too early."
Ichigo looked over to the clock and nodded, still keeping his wide smile. "Yeah, well we still have school to go to today." He quickly got a bigger groan as a response.
Angel looked at the clock again before looking up at Ichigo who was still lying on the couch. "Oi."
"What?" he looked over at her. Angel stood up from the ground and quickly got onto the couch, throwing one of her legs over Ichigo's body, trying to squeeze into the small space that was between his body and the back part of the couch. "Oi, what the hell are you—aw!" This time Ichigo screamed when Angel suddenly used her foot to push him off the couch. He landed at the exact spot Angel was a few seconds ago, but this time bumping his head, not his butt, on the ground. He groaned in pain as he grabbed the back of his head. "What the fuck was that for?!" he yelled up at her.
Angel, who was now lying face-down on the couch, merely smirked at him. "I still have enough time to sleep for another hour." She looked at his scowl and returned the same look. "Don't look at me like that."
"Che, I'm not looking at you like anything," he growled.
Angel rolled her eyes. "Please, you're looking at me like I'm crazy."
"Because you are," he snapped back, "No wonder you live alone."
Angel suddenly stiffened at his words. "W-what did you say?" she whispered.
"You know its true; you live alone when you have family somewhere in this country. I wouldn't be surprised if you were forced out of your home," he continued, not realizing the sudden change in demeanor at the girl he was criticizing. When he noticed she wasn't snapping back at him like how she usually did, he looked over and frowned at her distant look. "Oi, Angel. You okay?"
The young woman just looked down for a second before pushing herself off the couch. "I'm going to go take a shower," she mumbled, quickly making her way out of the living room.
Ichigo watched as she disappeared around the corner and kept staring where she went to until he heard the bathroom door close shut. He let out a frustrated sigh before falling back down on his back. "What the fuck is up with her?"
Ichigo kept looking to the side as he silently walked next to Angel towards school. Usually they don't go out together in fear of getting caught, but for some reason he didn't feel like leaving her alone just then. Her expression was still kind of blank. Was it because of him?
Ichigo scowled. What the hell did he say to make her mad?...Wait a sec; what did he talk about before she suddenly went quiet? Heck, shouldn't he be the one mad at her? After all, she was the one who woke him up from a nice dream with all her squirming; not to mention how her legs kept nudging his…sensitive parts. Ichigo shook his head to get rid of a blush from coming on his face before looking back at Angel.
He let out a frustrated sigh. "Angel, you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah," she whispered before letting out a long breath and speaking again in a louder voice. "Don't worry about me; I'm still tired, that's all."
He was about to say something back when he was rudely interrupted.
"Walker-kun!"
Ichigo and Angel stopped in their track and turned around to see an auburn-haired woman approaching them at top speed.
"Ah, ohayo…Kyla," Ichigo awkwardly greeted his high school friend.
Kyla quickly caught up to them. She bent down, trying to catch her breath with one hand on her knee and the other…holding onto Ichigo's sleeve. Angel quickly looked away at the image, especially since Ichigo wasn't pulling away.
"Ah, ohayo Walker-kun!" she greeted him with a smile after her breathing returned to normal, "I didn't think I'd end up seeing you on the way to school this early."
"Yeah," he scratched the back of his head, "I just got up early this morning so I decided to go to school now."
"I see," she smiled. Kyla was about to add something else when she noticed that the two of them were not alone. "Bushū-san?"
Angel looked up and tried to act innocent. "Hai. Ohayo gozaimasu, Reyes-sensei," she bowed.
Kyla's lips twitched up and down, not really sure how to react at seeing a teacher and a student walking together. "O-ohayo. Ano, why are you here?"
Wow, talk about being direct.
"Ah, I was going to school and I just met her on the way," Ichigo quickly intervened, "Apparently she lives near my neighborhood."
"Oh, I see," Kyla nodded before looking at the two back and forth, "Still, you should be more careful. If anyone else sees you two together they might think something's up."
"Ah, wa li," Ichigo nodded, "I'll be more careful next time."
"Yes, me too," Angel bowed again.
Kyla nodded at the young student before turning back to the orange head with her happy smile. "Anyways, now that we're together let's go to school together!" she pumped her arms into the air.
Ichigo gave her an awkward smile which quickly got replaced with a frown when he noticed Angel was frowning. Serious, what's wrong with her?