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Title: Surprising Friendships and Love
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: 3
Characters: So many.
Word Count: 1786
Warnings: AU,
AN: Ugh, for fucks sake. This PT thing is fucking with me. I was out all day last Friday. Hell, I was out for most of the week last week. Monday: Shopping. Tuesday: Dealing with assholes at the fucking SSA office because NO ONE TOLD US ABOUT A CERTAIN PIECE OF PAPERWORK! Wednesday: Physical Therapy. Thursday: PT and finally doing the girlfriends bills. Friday: More shopping but this time for my house.

*sighs* But here, have this chapter. It’s long. So I hope you enjoy.

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The next day, the friends gathered together outside, the weather allowing them to while Ichigo limped over to his own friends, Sado helping to sit down on the ground while Grimmjow and Nnoitra watched him, Shuuhei rolling his eyes.

“What’s up with you two?” Renji grunted around his chopsticks, his cousin, Iba, watching them with a curious look. Ikkaku and Yumichika shared a look before looking to Ichigo.

“Oh, I see what happened,” Yumichika chuckled with a smile, shaking his head with an amused look on his face. “You saw Ichigo-chan there in his natural habitat, all relaxed and comfy, didn’t you?” he asked.

Shuuhei shrugged. “We found him lounging on the couch back home. He was icing his knee.”

“Guy has legs that are longer and better than that Orihime chick’s legs,” Grimmjow grumped, huffing and turning away. “It looks like he works ta keep them slim and strong. Make ya wonder how…”

“Shut up. I ain’t interested in your sex filled fantasies,” Iba groaned, shaking his head. Renji snickered and patted him on the back.

“Byakuya says that he may work the front but on good day’s he can work on stocking the shelves,” Renji said, shrugging. “That includes a lot of ladder climbing for the shit that they keep on the top shelf. The big shit that they sell, that sort of thing,” he continued. “He’s also part of my physical therapy place and works to keep in good shape. Keeps extra weight off of his knee from what he told me once.”

“I never knew that you saw him there,” Yumichika said, blinking at him. “I’ve been taking you there for the last few months and I’ve never seen him.”

“He’s there longer because he’s using the pool most days,” Renji said. “Except when it’s busy. Then he’s using balls to stretch and bend his knees,” he continued. “And he’s usually on days that I’m not there.”

“So? What’s got you all interested in him?” Ikkaku asked, leaning on his lover, slipping his arm around a lean waist and getting a smirk from the slightly younger male.

“I’m betting it’s his hair,” Yumichika sang, getting curious looks. “He takes cooking instead of physical education because of his knee. One day some stupid fool coated him in flour and egg. Remember Luppi and how he’s still serving detention from last year?” he asked. “Well, I caught Ichigo just after he had showered. Cute little bathrobe but his hair is long. And he was blow drying it so that he could twist it back up into that bun he wears.”

The group stared at him, Yumichika shrugging. “What? I liked the way he looked even before I saw him with his hair down and no glasses on his face.” Ikkaku paused for a moment before leering at his lover.

“Was this the day that you dragged me off to ditch school so you could pounce me?” he asked, Yumichika smiling.

“What can I say? I appreciate some hidden beauty,” Yumichika drawled, smiling at his lover. “Anyways, I knew that he would be gorgeous long before we started our years here,” he said, waving a hand. “Have you seen his mother? Well, before she started to become who she is now.”

“I hear that she’s not happy with the divorce, even nearly ten years after the fact,” Iba drawled.

Shuuhei snorted. “From what Isshin-san and dad told me, they were fighting a lot beforehand. It was a mutual decision, so she can’t say that she was pushed into it when she was the one who suggested it,” he drawled. “Anyways, Ichigo is…okay. We share the top floor and the bathroom, but not too bad. His side of the bathroom stay’s pretty neat, even with his hairspray and shit,” he said.

“Only a year though that you’re sharin’ the space, right?” Renji asked.

“Yep. After this I’m heading to Tokyo for college. As far as I know, so is he, so I probably won’t have ta deal with him unless we somehow decide to share rent for an apartment,” he said, shrugging. “From what I know he has a trust fund for his college years, including rent. But he also has some scholarships to pay for what his trust fund doesn’t pay for.”

“Aizen-san told you?” Renji asked, Shuuhei nodding. “Cool. So, you all hear about the fundraising festival?” he asked, changing the subject. Shuuhei groaned.

After lunch, their teacher stepped aside and allowed Uryu as class president to take the podium. “As most of you have probably heard, the school is going to hold a charity festival. The proceeds will go to the art department this time. We have had an influx of students interested in arts and joining the various art departments.” He looked at the class and pushed his glasses up on his nose. “Each class is expected to do something. We have the choice between a café, a bookstore, or some kind of game stall. If we do food, Kurosaki-san and Hitsugaya-san would be the main bakers while the rest of us will be servers and clean up. We would have access to the cooking room just down the hall. All ingredients will be supplied by some of our local super stores for a good price as long as we are willing to have posters stating that they are sponsoring.

“The bookstore would be run by Tatsuki-san with the rest of us acting as stock and help, some handing out flyers outside in the main festival. Or if we went with the game stall, it would be a rotating schedule for who is running the stall. The other two that we do not take on will be taken by our sister classes A-4 and A-5 respectively. I have created these forms with the three options. Please mark your choice and note that the first mark will be used as your decision and no mark will mean you have no say,” he finished.

The class accepted the pieces of paper and made their votes, Uryu taking count along with Orihime, who was the vice president of the class, taking about five minutes to go through them. During that time, Ichigo had opened his math book and started to do the homework for that, tapping his pen against his lip before working out the first three problems and writing them down.

“Alright, we have a decision,” Uryu said, smirking slightly as he looked at the two papers that held the tallys. “Out of twenty of us, seventeen have all voted for the café. Kurosaki-san, Hitsugaya-san, you both are in charge of figuring out what kind of goodies you are going to use and the offered drinks. Here is a list of what else we need to figure out so please decide what team you wish to be on,” he continued as Orihime taped the list up onto the white board with a smile.

“Goody,” Ichigo hummed, finishing the fourth question that he had been working as a tall male with ice colored hair and ice blue eyes walked over to him, sitting in what was usually Orihime’s seat.

“Kurosaki.”

“Hitsugaya.” Ichigo looked at him before flicking his eyes over to Shuuhei and his group of friends who were waiting for the first group to leave the list. “I have a few ideas. Most of which will be easy to make as we need them and easily cooled, or made warm,” he said after a moment.

“Oh?” Hitsugaya asked. Ichigo nodded and sat back, reaching into his bag and pulling out his travel laptop, flipping it open. Pulling out his pocket wifi, he made sure that it was on, before he connected his laptop to it, opening the online file of his collected recipes. They included several from his family, and a few that he and his sister had worked on over several long years.

“Indeed. We want cookies of various kinds?” Ichigo asked, Hitsugaya nodding. “I suggest you get a tablet of paper and some pens. I might need to print these out,” he mused.

Hitsugaya hummed and stood once again, moving to grab his bag. Sitting back down, he started to write out the recipes that they both agreed upon. The cookies they decided were going to be the basic peanut butter cookies, some with milk chocolate, white chocolate or caramel chips; snickerdoodles; soft chocolate chip cookies; and a chocolate peanut butter chip cookie that Ichigo rather liked himself, sharing half of the rather large cookie with the other male.

They also decided on personal sized cakes in a basic white, lemon, chocolate, and marble flavor with either chocolate, German chocolate, vanilla, or lemon frosting. They also decided to do basic brownies and a death by chocolate option that would cost a little more than the brownies. They were also offering simple foods that could be made such as hot sandwiches and soups since it was still cool during the day.

For the drinks, they decided to just use the one cup coffee makers and pods for things like hot cocoa with whipped cream, tea of various flavors, lattes, and three different cappuccinos. The cold drinks would include strawberry lemonade, a couple choices of basic soda, cold fruit teas, and fruit infused waters.

Most of their starters would be mixed and baked the day before by Ichigo and Hitsugaya at Ichigo’s home. With the choices planned out, they decided to bake at least two cookies of each kind per person and a meal in how much they needed to ask for, cutting it back by a few pounds. Turning over their information to Uryu, he nodded and promised that the stuff would be at the school the week of the festival.

Grimmjow, Shuuhei, Nnoitra, and Tatsuki all took over as runners between the class room and the kitchen while Uryu, Keigo, Sado and Rangiku would clean up dishes for the runners. Orihime, Renji, and Iba would cover the doors, taking the tickets that every student would get or the cash register, rotating out as they needed with Kira, Hanataro, and Ikkaku. Yumichika, Momo, and Mashiro would act as the servers.

With their positions set, they all worked out their various outfits, asking Uryu to speak to the sewing club about doing them since most of the other classes didn’t need specialized uniforms. Uryu agreed to speak with them and set about working with the nine to create their uniforms, while the runners and cleaners would end up just wearing a basic white button up shirt and black slacks or skirts depending on gender.

Ichigo and Hitsugaya got away with wearing simple jeans and shirts since they would be in the kitchen making drinks.
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