Letter 3 for 10_letters
Title: Settling In
Rating: PG for language
Fandom: Bleach
Character: Kurosaki Ichigo to Kuchiki Rukia
Author's Notes: Just fyi, the premise that I'm writing these on is a post-canon situation where Ichigo is in college and has gone off to America for a semester abroad, and he and Rukia are writing letters back and forth (at her demand)
Rukia -
So your bitchiness isn't limited to in-person? I said I'd write the damned letters, I didn't say I'd be happy about it, you know. And stay the hell away from my shampoo, I'm not a fucking strawberry! And don't even make threats about.... that. It's not funny. And no I didn't think there's more than one Soul Society, I'm not an idiot. At least I'm not afraid of the airplane because I think it's some sort of monster. You know you almost got us all thrown out of the airport?
I didn't take your damn tea, and that's NOT your box. You just decided it was. Like you just decide that everything's yours. So don't take over my fucking room while I'm gone, midget.
Meeting new people is seriously over-rated, they're even crazier HERE than at home. Even my room-mate's some sort of weirdo. Like, weird weird. The guy moved in yesterday, finally, and he painted his whole half of the damned room black. Who the hell paints their room black? And then he fuckin covers half the black walls with some goth-metal poster crap, turned his bed into a tent and sat in it staring at me. Freak. And then he calls ME weird. The hell? When he's the one painting his fingernails and wearing black lipstick and punching holes in his lips?
You know, I didn't mind black before, hell I was used to it by now, but I'm really getting sick of it now. If you were here I'd get you to paint some stupid pink Chappy in the middle of his wall. Just to fuck with him. And those brownies better not have bites taken out of them when I get them or I'll send you a picture of Chappy's severed head. And there's NO WAY I'd make Yuzu cry, so just shut up about that!
How's the hunting going? I never actually thought I'd miss putting up with that shit, but I guess I've just gotten used to the stupid badge going off all the damned time. Must not be as many hollows here, since it hasn't gone off at all since I got here. Either that or it's broken. Whatever. Oh, and you can just leave Kon in there as far as I'm concerned. Not like he needs to breathe or anything. Gotta go, class time.
-Ichigo
Rating: PG for language
Fandom: Bleach
Character: Kurosaki Ichigo to Kuchiki Rukia
Author's Notes: Just fyi, the premise that I'm writing these on is a post-canon situation where Ichigo is in college and has gone off to America for a semester abroad, and he and Rukia are writing letters back and forth (at her demand)
Rukia -
So your bitchiness isn't limited to in-person? I said I'd write the damned letters, I didn't say I'd be happy about it, you know. And stay the hell away from my shampoo, I'm not a fucking strawberry! And don't even make threats about.... that. It's not funny. And no I didn't think there's more than one Soul Society, I'm not an idiot. At least I'm not afraid of the airplane because I think it's some sort of monster. You know you almost got us all thrown out of the airport?
I didn't take your damn tea, and that's NOT your box. You just decided it was. Like you just decide that everything's yours. So don't take over my fucking room while I'm gone, midget.
Meeting new people is seriously over-rated, they're even crazier HERE than at home. Even my room-mate's some sort of weirdo. Like, weird weird. The guy moved in yesterday, finally, and he painted his whole half of the damned room black. Who the hell paints their room black? And then he fuckin covers half the black walls with some goth-metal poster crap, turned his bed into a tent and sat in it staring at me. Freak. And then he calls ME weird. The hell? When he's the one painting his fingernails and wearing black lipstick and punching holes in his lips?
You know, I didn't mind black before, hell I was used to it by now, but I'm really getting sick of it now. If you were here I'd get you to paint some stupid pink Chappy in the middle of his wall. Just to fuck with him. And those brownies better not have bites taken out of them when I get them or I'll send you a picture of Chappy's severed head. And there's NO WAY I'd make Yuzu cry, so just shut up about that!
How's the hunting going? I never actually thought I'd miss putting up with that shit, but I guess I've just gotten used to the stupid badge going off all the damned time. Must not be as many hollows here, since it hasn't gone off at all since I got here. Either that or it's broken. Whatever. Oh, and you can just leave Kon in there as far as I'm concerned. Not like he needs to breathe or anything. Gotta go, class time.
-Ichigo