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Yeah, this is the first chapter. Hope you like it. I'm not the best writer so be kind, please.

Also, this story is rated M for mature older readers.


Chapter 1

Ichigo was not having a good day. He stood with a frown on his face and determination in his brown eyes. He had a couple scratches on his face, and his standard school uniform was a little messed up. He had no problem taking down the three bullies by himself. They got a couple lucky punches in, but he still beat them all down. All three of them were face down on the grass groaning in pain after the hard punches and kicks Ichigo gave them.

"Okay," sighed Ichigo scratching the back of his head. "Are we about done here, guys?"

"You son of a bitch," said a bully that was starting to get up. "I'll kick your ass!"

The ugly larger kid ran at Ichigo and swung at him. Ichigo moved to the side and easily avoided it. The orange haired kid then countered with a mid uppercut to the bully's gut forcing all the air out of lungs. The bigger guy dropped to his knees holding his gut in agony. Trying desperately to get the air back that Ichigo forced out of him.

"Yeah good luck with that." Ichigo then pushed the bully back. Making him fall back in pain again. Ichigo turned around with his hands in his pockets. "I'm going home. Thanks for ruining my day guys." He waved his hand to the bullies who were all groaning in pain.

Ichigo took the quite road home. He was thankful that his high school was close to home. Or else he would have to drive, take the train, or the bus. He loved living in Karakura Town. It was a nice country place to live in. The weather was always good and the people were nice minus the bullies. The sky was a nice mix of red, and orange as the sun was starting to set. Ichigo always loved it when the sunset. It made the world so much nicer to look at. As he passed the houses he heard kids playing in the distance, cars driving by, and the barking of dogs in the distance. It was a nice normal day. Except for the bullies that gave him trouble. That part sucked.

"And there he is again. Right on schedule." Ichigo thought to himself as he saw a figure running towards him. He was a smaller man wearing a sweat jacket with a black hood over his head, grey sweatpants, and white running shoes. He ran passed Ichigo with impressive speed for a smaller man. As he passed Ichigo tried to get a good look at his face. But it was no use the hood covered his face too well. Ichigo shrugged it off and kept on walking. Though he did find it kind of funny how he always saw that guy running at the same place at the same time every day. The dude must have been an exercise fanatic.

Ichigo finally got to his house which sat by itself a little bit outside of Karakura Town. He went through the gates and got to his front door. The moment Ichigo opened the door he was immediately ambushed. When Ichigo realized what was happening he saw that he was in a headlock with his dad laughing out loud.

"Gotcha boy," Ishin said with a grin.

"Dad what the hell," asked Ichigo struggling. "Get off of me!"

"Sorry son. You'll have to get yourself out." Ishin laughed out loud again but was silenced when a frying pan smacked him on top of the head. Which made a loud 'dinging' noise. Ishin released his son and started holding the top of his throbbing head. He looked up and saw his wife Masaki standing over him with an angry look on her face. His jaw dropped knowing he was in a danger. "Uuuuuh honey hi!"

"How many times have I told you Ishin," she said with a vein starting to show on her forehead. "To stop attacking our only son!"

"I'm not attacking him," cried Ishin. "I'm just training him that's all."

She then smashed him over the head again. "How about I train you to do the dishes more!"

"Honey noooo I love you."

"Shut up!" She smacked him on the head repeatedly.

Ichigo cringed when he saw his dad getting wailed on by his mom. But this was a daily thing for the Kurasaki family. His dad was always jumping him. Then his mom would get mad and start attacking his father. It was like a daily ritual.

Ichigo shrugged and gave a silent laugh."I'am taking a shower."

"Hold it right there young man." The orange haired women grabbed her son by the shoulder. Ichigo jumped knowing his mother must have noticed. "Ichigo you've been in another fight haven't you."

Ichigo started to sweat. "No, I haven't."

"Don't lie to me Ichigo. Just look at all the scrapes on your face." She gently touched his face and examined him.

"Mom seriously it's fine. They attacked me and I took care of it." Ichigo smiled.

"That's our boy." Ishin smiled.

Masaki turned towards her husband with glowing red eyes. Which made her husband shut his mouth. Ichigo even jumped a little. Ichigo's mom was the nicest person in the world. But man she could be scary.

She turned back to Ichigo with worry in her eyes. "I'm gonna get the first aid kit."

"No mom I'm okay. You don't need to worry about me." Ichgio walked upstairs.

Masaki watched him with sad eyes as Ichigo walked up the stairs. She was always worried about Ichigo. He always got into fights when he was growing up. Even now at 18 years old. She couldn't help but feel worried for her son.

Ishin then rested his hand on her shoulder. "Relax Masaki," he said gently. "Ichigo isn't a little kid anymore. He can handle himself."

Masaki dropped her head and sighed. "I know," she said sadly. She then turned her head and looked at her husband with murder in her eyes. "It's your fault that our son is injured," she said in a sinister tone. Ishin then backed away screaming in a high pitch tone. Knowing he was going to get another ear full from his wife.

Ichigo was in the bathroom looking at himself in the mirror. He took his shirt off and saw all the bruises that would soon form around his body. Ichigo had a muscular body that would make all the women blush. Which was weird because he didn't work out. He mostly played sports and got into fights. The fight that he got into earlier wasn't really his fault. In fact, none of the fights he got involved with were. The three bullies he beat up today were all picking on a poor dog. They were hitting the poor creature and throwing rocks at it. There was no way Ichigo was going to let them get away with that. Without thinking he jumped in, smacked all of them down, and got the dog to escape unharmed.

After Ichigo slapped a few band-aids on he laid on his bed and instantly closed his eyes. Ichigo loved his life. He loved his family with all his heart, and his home was a great place to live. But besides that Ichigo just felt a little sad. He wasn't sure why. It just felt like something was missing in his life. Like there was a part of him that was missing. His thoughts then vanished when he drifted off to sleep. Beating up douchebags would do that to a guy.

The next day he was on break lying under a tree on campus. The cold grass on his body felt nice and the soft breeze was soothing on his skin. These were peaceful days that Ichigo enjoyed.

"Helloooo Ichigoooooo," Keigo yelled out loud ruining Ichgio's peaceful moment.

Ichigo narrowed his eyes in annoyance. "What is it Keigo?"

"I got something for you."

Ichigo sighed. "What is it," he asked.

Keigo then handed him a small envelope. "Happy 18th Birthday."

Ichigo tilted his head to the side in confusion. "Keigo my 18th birthday was like two weeks ago."

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat," screamed Keigo. "I thought it was today!"

Ichigo shook his head. "Nope sorry."

Keigo then dropped on his hands and knees with tears falling from his eyes like a waterfall.

"Hey don't sweat it." Ichigo gently tapped his shoulder. "It's the thought that counts." He looked at the envelope and started to gently rip it open. He pulled out two tickets that were inside it. "Woah awesome what are they for?"

"You like them," asked Keigo. "There tickets to go the professional Kickboxing Tournament this weekend."

"Really," asked Ichigo. "Thank's Keigo I always wanted to go to one of these."

"Don't mention it." Keigo got up and then posed in an awkward way. "I'am the best friend after all hahahahhahahaha."

Ichigo always ignored him when he did goofy stuff like that. It always reminded him of his dad. But he was excited to go. Ichigo liked watching the fights on TV. He always got into it and always admired those people. Yet he never could understand why those guys would make a living out of getting punched or kicked in the face. I mean sure if you were good enough you could make alot of money out of it. But to Ichigo it just didn't seem worth it. His body was already sore enough after one brawl. But it is entertaining as hell to watch people beat the tar out of each other.

"So who you gonna take," asked Keigo. "Are you gonna take Orhime?"

Ichigo jumped and looked at Keigo with big eyes. "What," yelled Ichigo. "Eeewwww no!"

"Why not dude? She's hot."

"She is but." Ichigo paused for a second. "She's kind of annoying."

Keigo looked at the sky in thought. "Yeah, she kind of is. But come on give her chance. I bet you'll like her."

"You remember that one time she drank that cup of water and it turned out to be sake."

"Oh yeah." Keigo laughed. "But that was an honest mistake."

"It said the word 'sake' on the cup," said Ichigo.

Keigo shrugged. "Okay, so she's a bit of an air head big deal."

"And before she drank it I told her it was sake, and she still drank it anyway still thinking it was water." Ichigo looked at Keigo with a bored look on his face.

"Okay okay point taken."

"Do you want to go with me Keigo," asked Ichigo.

"I appreciate it but it's not really my thing. Why not ask Chad?"

Ichigo raised his head and smiled. "Oh yeah, I forgot about Chad."

When the day came for the competition. Ichigo and Chad were the only two at the bus stop that would take them both to Karakura City that was a few miles from Karakura Town. Ichigo had been there a few times. But he didn't particularly care for the city. Too much noise, and people rushing all over the place. It was always so hectic in the city. Nothing like Karakura Town.

"Thanks again for inviting me Ichigo," said Chad in his deep low voice.

Ichigo looked up at Chad and gave a faint smile "Don't mention it Chad."

Chad was a huge 18-year-old high school kid. He must have been over 7 feet tall. His long dark hair always covered his eyes which made Ichigo always wonder if it was hard for him to see. Chad had tan skin and his muscles were obvious to anyone who saw him. The guy was a walking tank. Ichigo always felt bad for him. Despite Chad's look and size he was the nicest guy ever. He wouldn't even hurt a fly. But most people couldn't really see past his looks. Most kids would either stay away from him or worse make fun of him.

Ichigo remembered the first time he met Chad. He was getting picked on by six guys. They were beating him up and making fun of the color of his skin. It was despicable. Chad's face was bloodied and bruised. Chad was 100 times bigger. He could have easily took all of them down. But for some reason, he didn't do anything. He just stood and kept taking hits to the face. No matter how hard they hit him. He just stood there like a statue. Doing nothing. Was there something wrong with him? Was he scared? Ichigo couldn't take it. He ran at the guy that was punching Chad. The poor bully didn't even know what hit him by the time Ichigo was threw with him. Ichigo started to fight off the rest of the kids. Eventually, the bullies grabbed ahold of Ichigo and they all started to beat on him. Ichigo thought he was finished. But to his surprise, Chad stepped in and wasted them all with incredible power. After the fight was over Ichigo and Chad became good friends.

Ichigo and Chad sat as the bus took them to their destination. Ichigo sat with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. He didn't show it, but he was really exited. He couldn't wait to see a real kick boxing match. He wondered if it was any different than watching it on TV.

"You rooting for anyone Ichigo," asked Chad.

"Eeeeh not really. I just hope the fights are good."

After a few minutes passed Ichigo and Chad got off the bus. They saw how busy the city was. People walking all around, cars driving everywhere, and planes were flying over their heads.

"Busy," said Chad.

"You said it." Ichigo began walking away. "Come on big guy. The stadium is this way."

Chad and Ichigo had no problems finding their seats. The stadium was big and almost full of people. And in the center was a large boxing ring. Seeing it made Ichigo really happy that he was here. Who would have thought Keigo of all people would pull through for him.

When the first fight finally started Ichigo, and the crowd roared when a fighter would land a nice clean punch or kick. It was a lot of fun watching two grown men just beat the tar out of each other. The first fight only lasted 3 rounds with a unanimous decision. The first fight wasn't a bad start. Ichigo liked the 2nd fight better. Both kickboxers were a lot more aggressive. With both landing numerous punches and kicks on each other. The action was much more intense. But Ichigo was bummed that there was no knockdown. Most of the fights he saw on TV always ended with a knockout. But he overheard other people say that the first three fights only had rookie fighters in them. The real professionals weren't until the last match.

"So what do you think so far Chad," asked Ichigo. "Pretty intense right."

Chad sat next to Ichigo with his hair still covering his eyes. "Hmmmmm," he said with his arms crossed.

"Yeah I know what you mean," said Ichigo as if he actually understood what Chad was thinking. "Hopefully the third fight will be better."

The music then started up to introduce a new fighter that was entering the ring for the next match. A figure covered in a robe walked down the path and entered the ring. The crew took the robes off the fighter and revealed a mean looking woman. She was a tall girl wearing a yellow tank top, and brown shorts. Her long light brown hair was pulled back in a small ponytail. Ichigo wasn't expecting to see women kickboxer. But he was a little impressed with how muscular her shoulders looked. She must have trained a lot. She pounded her yellow 8oz size boxing gloves together. Showing she was ready to go.

Shortly after another fighter was shorter in height covered in a black robe entered the ring on the opposite side. Ichigo's eyes widened slightly when he saw her. She had short black hair with a lock of hair hanging in front of her eyes. Unlike her opponent, the short-haired girl showed a lot more skin off. She had on a black sports bra that semi showed off her b size breasts and her small white shorts with blue trim wrapped around her perfectly shaped butt. Her body was flawless. Some muscles showed on her shoulders, arms, and legs. She even showed a little six pack on her slim flat abdomen. She looked like a fitness model you saw in a gym ad. Her beauty put the other fighter to shame.

Ichigo had heard of girl fighters in the past. But he never imagined any of them would look so cute. Ichigo overheard the other people in the audience talking.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know."

"I think she's making her pro debut."

"I think she's gonna get killed."

"No way look how athletic her body is."

"I can't stop looking at her ass."

"I don't care. I just hope she wins."

"No way she'll lose."

Everyone was then silent when the bell rang for the announcer.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! For the third match in the blue corner wearing the yellow tanktop with brown trunks. With a record of 5 wins, 0 losses, and 5 KO's. Give a cheer for Amara The Golden Lion," yelled the ref.

Amara raised her yellow gloves in the air in response to the cheering crowd. She seemed to have a few fans.

"And in the red corner. Wearing the black top and white shorts with blue trim. Making her first appearance as a pro kickboxer let us welcome Rukia The Black Hell Butterfly!" Instead of an applause everyone gasped and looked around in confusion.

"Rukia? They don't mean Rukia Kuchiki?"

"Can't be. None of the Kuchiki's would be involved in a sport like this."

"What's a member of the Kuchiki family doing here?"

"How should I know."

"Is the Kuchiki family here then?"

"There's no way she's a Kuchiki."

"I don't know she sort of looks like her."

Rukia rotated her shoulders. She wasn't surprised at people's reactions. She was a member of the Kuchiki family. And there was nothing she could do about it. Plus she was a new fighter. She knew she would have to prove herself to the public.

The ref called both female pugilists over to the center. "Alright, ladies you all know the rules. No headbutting, elbowing, or kneeling. You can't kick below the waist. When a fighter is down go wait in a neutral corner until I give you the go head to fight. When I say 'break' I want you both to separate. The fight will be three two minute rounds. With 1-minute rest in between. When the bell rings come out fighting. Good luck to you both.

Rukia tapped gloves with Amara and they both went back to their corners. Rukia's heart was pumping like mad. She had fought and trained hard for this day. She just hoped she was ready. No, she had to be ready. She needed to win this match. Her coach walked up to her and put her mouthguard in for protection. Rukia's coach was a thin woman in her early 40's. She had dark skin and yellow eyes that would remind you of a cat. She had dark purple hair that was tied up in a ponytail. She had on an orange t-shirt, black jeans, and black shoes.

"All right Rukia you trained for this," she said. "Remember a clear head will always get you through."

"Yes, Yoruichi." Rukia nodded.

Yoruichi exited the ring leaving Rukia and her opponent alone in the ring.

Ichigo was really interested to see this match. He had never seen a two girls go at it before. Except for that one time he saw two girls yelling at each other over who took who's boyfriend. Ichigo looked at Chad who was still sitting up straight with his arms crossed. "So Chad who do you think is going to win this match?"

"Hmmmmmmm," said Chad.

Ichigo sighed and looked at the fighters who were ready in their corners. But his attention was mostly focused on the smaller fighter Rukia. There was just something about her that seemed familiar. But he couldn't put his finger on it. He then pushed the thought from his mind when he heard the bell chime starting round 1.

Rukia raised her white 8oz boxing gloves in front of her for protection as Amara did the same. Both fighters were ready to fire as they meet in the center. "Let's see what you got rich girl," said Amara with a grin on her face. Rukia frowned. "Ignore her. Just have to stay calm." The taller fighter started off with by shooting several swift jabs. Rukia kept her guard up and had them all bounce off her white gloves. Amara then swung her leg hoping to nail her opponent on the side of the gut. But Rukia was fast to react. She raised her leg, and stopped the attack from hurting her. Amara didn't give up. She wanted to put this small rich girl down. She needed a stronger punch to break through Rukia's defense. Amara positioned herself and shot a devastating right cross punch. Rukia's eyes lit up when she saw it. With one swift movement, Rukia dodged to the side. Feeling Amara's leather barely graze her cheek. Rukia countered quickly with an uppercut to her opponent's gut. Her mid surface was hard but the hit still made Amara grunt in pain. She instantly dropped her guard to stop Rukia from dealing any more hard body blows. Before Amara knew it she saw a white comet fly across her vision. "Uuughh," groaned Amara as Rukia's white glove smashed right into her cheek deforming her face.

After Rukia landed her successful left hook she continued the hurt by dealing a right left jab combo both popping Amara in her unprotected face. Rukia then finished it off with her own right cross. Blasting Amara's forehead. "Aaaahh," screamed Amara as her head shot back. She took a few steps back and tried to shake the daze off . Amara's grew angry and showed her mouthguard off like she meant business. "Damn you. I'll get you back for that," thought Amara. The taller fighter then shot in towards Rukia, and launched a high hook kick. Rukia lowered her head and felt the air behind the kick as it passed over her. Amara then got in close and swung an uppercut hoping to smash Rukia under her chin. The short-haired fighter saw what she was doing, and Rukia moved to the side out of harms way. With Amara exposed Rukia smacked her on the side of the stomach with her bandaged foot. "uuugh," groaned Amara as the pain stung the side of her abdomen.

Instead of going into defense Amara went on the attack again. She was angry that Rukia kept dodging her attacks. Rukia moved back dodging two hooks that were aimed at her head, and two kicks from harming her slim body. After Amara threw several more punches that all failed to hit their target. Rukia could see that Amara was starting to get tired of attacking so much. Rukia went low dealing a couple punches to Amara's stomach. Each hit making her groan in pain. Amara dropped her guard to stop her, but Rukia already went high. Landing a clean right hook forcing Amara's face to shoot over her shoulder. Her hair flailed around, and even a spray of spit flew from her parted lips. Amara raised her gloves and stopped any more punches from hurting her. And she was starting to feel the hurt. Rukia fired a few more punches and kicks that all bounced off of Amara's defense.

Before Rukia could land any more clean punches or kicks. The bell rang stopping the fight for Round 1. The crowd started to cheer and applaud over the action Rukia gave had the stool out for Rukia to sit on when she got there.

"Good round Rukia," said Yoruichi taking out her mouthguard. "You were doing exactly like we did in your training."

"Thank's," responded Rukia. "She's not very fast."

"Stay on your toes. People can surprise you."

"Yes ma'me."

Ichigo saw from the audience that Rukia was breathing moderately from her first round. Sweat even started to form on her forehead. But it was obvious to anyone she dominated the round. He even saw Amara in her corner as her crew tried to clean her up. She was sweating a lot more than Rukia. Her cheeks were red in the spots where Rukia had punched her.

"She's quick isn't she Chad," asked Ichigo.

"Hmmmmmm," responded Chad.

Ichigo's eyes narrowed as he looked at Chad. "You know you can talk."

The bell rang for round 2, and both fighters met once again in the center with their fist and feet ready to cause pain. Both fighters traveled around the ring firing back, and forth. Amara was still not having much luck landing any hits on Rukia. She was just so fast. But Amara was undefeated for a reason. Amara got in close and shot a low feint body punch. Fooling Rukia to lower her guard not seeing the right hook that was coming for her. Rukia's head was forced over her shoulder from the heavy hit."Uuuuuhh," screamed Rukia. Amara followed with two more swift jabs both nailing Rukia in the face, and finished her attack with right cross that blasted into the other fighters cheek. Rukia screamed in pain as the yellow leather deformed her face. Her head was forced over her shoulder releasing a spray of her spit. The punches hurt a lot. Amara had some real power going on behind those punches. Rukia kept her gloves up as Amara started to pound on her. Amara eventually forced Rukia up against the ropes. Rukia held on but, her defense broke and Amara let her have it again with more jabs to the face. Rukia's head shot back numerous times as Amara's yellow leather slammed into her. Knowing she was in trouble Rukia lunged forward and clung on to Amara in a clinch. Amara tried to get Rukia off of her, but she wasn't going anywhere. The ref eventually came in and separated the two women. The reg then gave them the okay to fight on.

Rukia shook the cobwebs out of her head. She narrowed her eyes in determination as she saw her opponent close in on her. Amara shot a salvo of hooks. Rukia ducked under most of them but guarded off the others. But the power behind the hits still rocked her world a little. Rukia clenched her fists were hard and shot a right cross. Amara saw it and kept her guard up. Instantly pain exploded from her ribs as Rukia's wrecking ball of a kick smashed her. "Uuuhh," Amara groaned as Rukia hit the same spot where she was already sore. Amara dealt with the pain and shot a devastating uppercut. Only to see Rukia dodge to the side with her guard still up. In a swift but smooth motion. Rukia dealt a clean uppercut that landed underneath Amara's jaw. Making the taller fighters head shoot back, and rocking her world. Amara took a couple steps back as the last hit put her in a bit of a daze."This is my chance," thought Rukia as she went in on the offensive.

Rukia went in and gave Amara five clean jabs to the face. Each punch made Amara grunt in pain and jolting her head back. After the fifth punch, Amara looked more confused, tired, and beat up. Her eyes looked tired and half shut. Her face was redder and even some blood started to travel from her nose. Rukia's muscles bulged when she was preparing her next attack. With all her strength Rukia bashed Amara's cheek with a thunderous right uppercut. "Aaaaaah, screamed Amara as her headshot over her shoulder releasing a spray of spit and even some blood in the air. Rukia knew that had to of done the trick. "Uugh," groaned Amara. She swayed back and forth looking like she would tip over at any moment. She leaned forward and practically fell on Rukia wrapping her arms around her.

The taller fighter was breathing heavily as her head hung over Rukia's shoulder. Blood started to flow more down Amara's nose, and even a cut started to form underneath her right eye. Before the ref could separate them. Amara summoned what power she had left. She pushed away from a surprised Rukia. "Yaaah," screamed Amara as she shot a wild attack that smacked Rukia across the face with a right hook. "Uuuuuuhhh, groaned Rukia as her head shot to the side releasing some of her spit from her lips. Amara still stood but had an improper fighting stance. Having her left glove in front of her chest, and her right glove was held in front of her gut. Amara was in pain, and her vision was blurry. "I'm not gonna give up." She lashed at Rukia with everything she had. Landing two heavy hooks that blasted across the smaller fighters face. Rukia's face cringed in pain when Amara's barefoot smashed into Rukia's ribs. Amara saw Rukia drop her snow white gloves. Amara then bit down and parted her lips showing her mouthguard off. Rukia was going down. Amara swung with all her might into a right cross. Rukia moved and flung her left arm up with all her might to force Amara's yellow glove away. Amara couldn't believe her attack failed. Through he opening that she made. Rukia countered the taller fighter with a right hook to the jaw. "Aaaaaaah," screamed Amara. Making her head snap over her shoulder. Rukia moved like a pro smashing Amara's face repeatedly with hooks, and jabs.

The crowd was going wild as Rukia and Amara traveled across the ring. With Rukia dealing clean more hits. After Rukia and Amara traveled across the ring. With Amara in a complete punch-drunk state. Rukia positioned herself and launched her leg. Rukia's barefoot landed like a wrecking ball smacking the taller fighter across the face. Amara's eyes went to the back of her head, and her lips parted losing her mouthguard along with another mix of spit and blood from her lips. Amara finally fell and hit facedown on the canvas. The crowd stood on their feet and roared as they watched Rukia put Amara down.

Rukia was sent into a neutral corner as the ref started the count. Rukia was sweating and breathing heavily. She hopped lightly on her feet as she kept her gloves up. Praying she had put Amara out.

The downed fighter opened her eyes when she heard the count start. The world was blurry and moving in circles. Her face and body were in large amounts of pain. And her hearing was muffled. She started to rise and got to her knees on the count of 7. She rose to her feet to beat the count but, her knees gave out and she fell back down. The ref then gave the ten count and raised his hands ending the fight. When Rukia heard the bell ring. Rukia instantly raised her snow white leather gloves in victory to the cheering crowd. She smiled showing off her mouthguard. It was hard but she had won her first pro kickboxing match. Yoruichi came over and hugged Rukia to congratulate her.

Ichigo was even caught in the moment. "Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah alright Rukia," he screamed.

As everyone was up off their seats yelling and cheering. Chad was still sitting up straight with his arms still crossed. "Hmmmmmmm that was a good fight," he said in his usual tone.

The crowd started to block Ichigo's view he wanted to see more of Rukia. But by the time he finally got to see a good view of the ring. She was gone. "Oh come on." He looked around. "Where did she go."

In the locker room, Rukia sat with an ice pack on her jaw. The cold stung, but it was soothing. She sighed and gave a faint smile. "I did it," she said softly looking at her bandaged hand. "I won my first pro match." She then made a fist.

"Yes but she almost got you in the end." Yoruichi leaned up against the wall. "A wounded fighter can always lash back at you. You mustn't let up and always stay on guard. No matter how well the round is going."

Rukia shut her eyes. "I understand. I'll be more careful next time."

Yoruichi's serious look then lessened. "Other than that you did great."

Rukia opened her eyes wide in surprise. "Huh."

"Come on let's go to the nearest bar, and celebrate," said Yoruichi with a giant smile on her face. If there was one thing Yoruichi loved. It was alcohol.

Rukia couldn't help but smile back in response.

Ichigo waved Chad goodbye after the bus dropped them back off in Karakura Town. The fight after Rukia's was a bust. The fight only lasted 30 seconds. It was a disappointment. The women's match was definitely the best fight of the day. But Ichigo couldn't get the girl named Rukia out of his mind. She was unique to him. Her height was kind of small, she had a pretty face, her body was nice to look at also, and above all, she was a fighter. Even when she took hard hits she stayed up and fought back. Ichigo never saw a girl fight so hard before. It was strange to him. All he ever did was fight guys. But never a girl. He thought all girls were like Orhime. Just girly, clumsily, and not very tough. But Rukia was none of that. She was a badass. He wondered what she was like. Was she mean? Did she have girly clothes? Was she like a normal person? Ichigo had endless questions running through his mind. He wanted to see her again. He wanted to know more about her. Ichigo then realized something and he stopped dead in his tracks.

"Ooooooh my god," Ichigo said it like he just stepped in something gross. "I think I actually have a crush."


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