Scars"Wait. Can you say that again?" Renji grabbed the phone tightly and felt like slamming it on the ground. He returned to the hotel in one piece, assessing Ichigo's face laughing at him. The phone started ringing as soon as he entered the room and he was shocked to find that his friend was not there to greet him. Terror and worry, panic crossed his face, and he finally sighed in relief hearing Ichigo's voice on the line, saying he was fine. However, when Ichigo told him that there was an emergency going on at home, and he hadn't even booked a flight to meet him, Renji began to explode. "I'm an asshole!" "I knew you'd say that." "I'm going to kill you!" "Oh, and that too." "Gah – what do you want now, a cookie!" Ichigo tries to interject the humor, like he always does. “No thanks, but how about an iPod, you borrowed mine, remember?” "I can't believe it… I can't believe it…" Renji shook his head; the hand flew into the air, half amused and half eager to punch something or someone, especially someone, as long as there's a face! They had planned this vacation for months. There were actually four of them, but Shuuehei and Ikkaku backed away; Research and development activities were delayed another three weeks. Choosing Bangkok, Manila and Dubai, Ichigo blurted out ooh let's try Europe - Paris! Furthermore, Ichigo stated, he had already been to France, three times, and had learned a few tricks while exploring the place, which is why Renji, reluctant at first, agrees with him. So yeah, okay, Paris it is. But right now; Fuck yourself. All he wants is to skin his friend alive. “It's a joke, right?” Renji said, barely in a whisper, or more like he was talking to himself. "A joke, a stupid old joke. Please, please, tell me it's a joke. Tell me it's a joke!" ....middle of paper......honey. Yes, yes, you'll be there in a moment. I gotta go, man. He's going crazy. See you in a week, okay?" "Yes. Be careful, man." "You too." "Bye." Renji turned off the phone and threw it away. He dropped his long body onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. "Now what?" he murmured. Paris, a lovely place – no, forget it, the most beautiful place I've ever been. But the only thing that ruins it is the fact that he will be stuck in the four corners of this room for a week, waiting for his friend to arrive. Even hiring a guide tourist is damn expensive, so no, no. Plus, he's lonely and he knows he'll be bored looking at museums and an Eifel Tower. Shit, he's afraid of the Eifel heights part! Where to go, where to go..."Wait a minute ,” Renji smiled and looked out the window and looked at the blue sky “I think I'll go back to reading."