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DO NOT BLEACH [4/?]

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Please excuse the crack this chapter will contain. My friend found out about the story and asked me to have something where Souji was doing a bit of mind-fucking.
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"...our band normally practices here." Souji spoke as he and Ichigo approached a pair of double doors in the Practice Building. "It's not very large, so we don't compete."

"Take it you're part of it." Ichigo commented. Souji continued on with the tour, but he couldn't pay attention to what he was saying. Something about the other teen unnerved him. Probably the fact he didn't talk very muc-

"By the way, I don't normally talk too much so if it unnerves you let me know." Souji spoke up.

The red head jumped back."W-What!? No, I'm fine." he regained his composure but his mind was reeling. How did Souji know what he was thinking!? 'Wait...it must've been a coincidence.' Ichigo told himself. 'No way he could read my mind. That's just ridic-'

"Out of curiosity, do you believe in mind-reading or do you think it's ridiculous?" Souji asked.

"C-Cut that out!" Ichigo finally yelled at him.

"Cut what out?" Souji asked, frowning in confusion.

"Reading my mind!"

"Kurosaki-san, I assure you I may be many things, but a telepath isn't one of them."

"Then how the hell did you know what I was thinking!?"

"I didn't. I was simply talking to you. If I got lucky, then that's all there is to it." He headed for the bathrooms. "Now if you don't mind, I need to take a quick break before we continue."

After heading into the bathroom, Ichigo leaned against the wall, waiting for him to come out. Footsteps alerted him to the arrival of the brown-haired student who was responsible for Keigo...what was his name again?

"Hm? Where'd Souji go?" the student asked.

"Taking a break. Aren't you supposed to be showing a student around?"

"He had me rush the tour and took off to go see Rise-chan the second we finished." He leaned against a wall opposite of Ichigo. "Mind if I tag along with you and Souji?"

"Not rea-"

"D-Dammit!" They heard a shout from a room nearby. "Why'd that have to-it's the sauna again!" The teen's eyes widened in recognition.

"Kanji!? What's going on in there!?" he wondered aloud.

"And what did he mean by a sauna?" Ichigo asked.

The brunette's face turned red and he started stuttering. "Umm...I-It's not something w-we really talk about! J-Just forget it!" his voice seemed to get a bit higher.

"Huh? The hell are you do-" Kanji's voice was cut off by something.

"Dammit, I hope he's alright." The brunette muttered, both he and Ichigo heading over to the door. He pulled the door open roughly. "Kanji! What are you do...ing...?" Two pairs of brown eyes widened at the sight before them.

Ishida was kissing the bleach haired teen he had been paired up with. The other male-most likely Kanji-was rigid at first, but then began to return it.

The brunette quickly closed the door, his face deathly pale. "Oh, shit." he cursed. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!"

"Jeez, get a grip on yourself." Ichigo muttered. "They weren't doing anything that bad."

"That's not the point!" the other teen wailed. "Dammit, Kanji! I thought you were into Naoto! If Souji finds out--"

"-if I find out what?" The headphones-wearing teen froze, then slowly turned to his friend who had just came out of the bathroom.

"N-Nothing..." Despite the insistence nothing was going on, Souji still heard a moan coming from the Home Economics room-either from Kanji or Ishida-and went to investigate. He quickly peeked in, then closed the door and looked over at the brunette with a look Ichigo could only identify as triumph. "I'm screwed..." the teen groaned.

"Yes you are." Souji agreed. "In more ways than one."

DO NOT BLEACH [5/5]

[anonymous]

'Just what are they talking about?' Ichigo wondered. 'Why is that guy screwed. And what did Seta mean by more ways then-'

Oh.

This was going to be really awkward.

"You lost the bet, Yosuke." Souji sounded stern, yet triumphant at the same time. "Now, what do you say now?"

Yosuke mumbled something under his breath.

"Speak up."

A sigh of aggravation. "You're wish is my command, Souji-sama."

"See? That wasn't too hard! Now, for my first order..." Souji leaned forward to whisper something into Yosuke's ear.

The brunette's face turned a deep shade of red.

"W-WHAT!? THAT!?" Yosuke's voice had risen several octaves. "Are you frickin' serious!?"

Souji nodded. "Remember the details of our bet? You have to do ANYTHING I say for one whole day, starting tomorrow. That's my first order."

"...Fine..." Yosuke grumbled, stomping off.

"...Ah. I forgot." Souji turned to Ichigo. "Where were we?"

The rest of the tour suddenly became the most interesting thing in the world.

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As the bell rang announcing the end of the day, Kanji and Uryu emerged from the Home Economics room. "So...How 'bout later today?" the bleached haired teen spoke up. "Should be able to finish it there."

"Later sounds good." Uryu agreed. "For now, I should rejoin the other students. Until later..." he went off.

Kanji scratched the back of his head. "Dammit...at least Yosuke-senpai can't say anything 'bout it." Nearly the whole school knew about Souji and Yosuke's relationship. So when Souji was talking privately with Yosuke, most students stayed clear away while some girls would try to eavesdrop.

That aside, Kanji started back for the textile shop. He would have to let his mother know that he would be teaching someone there.

An excuse for the events later would have to wait.

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The next day was an odd one.

Keigo tried unsuccessfully to flirt with a supposedly hot brunette from Yasogami(who was sadly lacking in the chest department, according to him) and was later scared off by a silver-haired teen who was apparently her possesive boyfriend. (Ichigo never told him that said-brunette was actually male.)

Uryu had a limp that he insisted was from falling while returning from the textile shop. Those who saw him and Kanji the other day knew better.

Rukia did, too. The Chappy doll she carried lovingly in her arms was proof she probably knew what happened last night.
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Never let me have crack again! *shoots self. Gun turns out to be Evoker.*