DISCLAIMER: I don't own Bleach, Tite Kubo does. Obviously.

NOTE TO READERS: Konnichi wa! This is my first story ever, so I'm slightly nervous...please R&R!! I'm eager to read your suggestions.

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"I wonder when Kurosaki-kun will get here."

"Eh, don't worry. He's always late."

Orihime sat staring out the window, looking vigilantly for any sign of orange. Tatsuki leaned back in her chair and put her feet on her desk. "Would you stop looking out the window? He'll come, okay?" she said irritably.

Orihime sighed and went back to her desk. "I guess so."

Suddenly the door slid open and Rukia came in. "Sorry I'm late, sensei." Not that class had started yet or anything.

"Kuchiki-chan? Do you know where Kurosaki-kun is? You always come to school with him, right?" Orihime looked up hopefully.

"Ichigo? Oh…he was beating up his dad. He'll be here soon." Rukia settled down in her seat and dropped her bag on the floor.

As if on cue, the door slammed open once again and an annoyed-looking Ichigo came in, scowling as usual. "See, he's here already."

"Are you talking about me?"

"Hai. Who else would we be talking about?"

Ichigo grunted in reply and walked over to his seat. Almost as soon as he sat down, he yawned loudly. "Man, I'm shot."

"Did you get enough sleep?"

Ichigo shot a glare at Rukia as if it was all her fault. They'd stayed up all last night fighting a Hollow. "Why don't you ask her?"

"Leave me out of this."

Suddenly Keigo swept through the door. "Ah, the lovely transfer student! So…how are you?"

"Oh, I'm fine." She smiled sweetly. Ichigo bit his cheek to keep from cracking up. She looked so fake.

"Good to hear. Aaand…Ichigo! You're looking slightly rumpled this morni–"

"Shaddup!"

"Geez, calm down. Just trying to be friendly." Keigo put on a hurt expression.

"Hey, everyone sit down now! Class is starting now." The teacher stood behind her desk. "Today you'll be taking notes on the Meiji Restoration. Take out your green textbooks and turn to page 254. I want it to be absolutely silent while you're working." She adjusted her glasses. "Notes are due at the end of the period."

Ichigo groaned. "I hate taking notes."

Keigo shot him a glare. "You're not the one with the sucky grades."

Ichigo sighed and opened his textbook. The words swam tauntingly in front of his face. Need…sleep…he thought.

As he got out a piece of paper, he felt something hit his arm. He turned to look. A small wad of paper had bounced off his shoulder. He leaned over to pick it up, making sure the teacher wasn't watching. Then he snatched it up off the floor and quietly unwrinkled it. In Rukia's small, neat handwriting, it said: I need help.

Ichigo scowled. Scribbling quickly, he wrote back: Do it yourself. You're so old, this should be easy for you. You probably lived through it. Then he tossed it back at her.

Her next note said: Jerk. You can forget me helping you on your next Hollow.

Ichigo: Whatever.

Rukia: Jerk.

Ichigo: Baka.

Rukia: Bakabakashii.

Ichigo: Loser.

Rukia didn't even read his note. She tossed it in the garbage can right after it landed on her desk. The teacher looked up suspiciously, but all she saw was Rukia working diligently.

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"That took forever! I didn't even finish," Orihime said. "There was so much…"

"Rukia, you weren't passing notes, were you?" Ichigo said as he put his books back in his bag. "What a bad student…"

"Chikushou me."

"Wha-?! Where'd you learn that?"

Rukia shrugged. "Modern talk. I hear it all the time."

Ichigo scowled. Orihime thought it was funny. "Hee hee, you're always so funny, Kurosaki-kun."

"Hey, I have to leave early. See you all tomorrow!" Mizuiro ran out the classroom.

"Eh? Where's he got to go that's so urgent?"

"Well…" Keigo paused. "I heard he's got a date…"

"No way! Mizuiro has a girlfriend? I didn't think he had it in him," Ichigo said sarcastically.

"Look who's talking," Rukia replied. That shut him up.

"I gotta hurry too. Karate." Tatsuki walked out the door.

"We should go too, Ichigo. Right?" Rukia said forcefully. Her Hollow detector was beeping.

"Yeah, yeah." He slid off the desk and walked out after her.

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Okay, I know it was really crappy. Sorry. But…again, please R&R! I'm currently brain-dead and desperately need suggestions. Arigatou!!