AN: So this is my first fic which will be a small collection of oneshots featuring one of my favorite pairings, Renji and Tatsuki (no idea why I'm so obsessed with them). This first one is inspired, but probably won't match up in theme, by Love Hurts by Incubus which is a great song by the way.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach and I don't want to hold that responsibilty, but I do own some spicy Korean Ramen.

"So, when are you leaving?" Tatsuki asked him.

In the whole time since he had picked her up from the dojo after her karate club she hadn't said one word to him or even given a glance in his direction. He knew she was always saying that he didn't have to pick her up form anywhere because she wasn't some priss who couldn't take care of herself, but that couldn't have been the reason why she was so quiet. She enjoyed his company. So when she finally broke the silence with that question he was a bit at a loss for words.

It wasn't as if she had asked the question in way that hinted that she just couldn't wait for him to go. In fact it sounded to him as if she didn't want him to leave. He looked down at her to check for any signs of sadness, but there were none that he could see. Deciding it was just a trick his mind was playing because he wanted her to miss him, he shrugged his curiosity off with indifference.

"The day after tomorrow," Renji replied to her question. They were close to her house by this point, which naturally meant that he'd have to see Tatsuki off soon. Her parents didn't like having him over much; they thought he was a convict fresh out of jail or something. He knew her mother was at home by now and was planning on saving her the trauma of having to see them together. He was about to say something about leaving her here when she beat him to it.

"Can we go somewhere?" asked Tatsuki.

The question confused him. Not because he didn't understand the question, but because he was unsure of why she was asking since she never had before.

"And by somewhere, you mean…?" He left the statement open for her completion.

She gave an agitated sigh. "I don't know. I'm starved and my mom doesn't know she can't cook. We can just go get ramen or something. It'll be my treat. Think of it as a going away present."

He thought about it and agreed since he had nothing else to do. "Well, when you put it that way, I suppose I can't refuse." He took her arm, pulling her in the opposite direction of her house. "Since it's a gift, I guess that means I get to pick the place.

That night Tatsuki ate ramen with Renji. They didn't say much during the whole meal and even though she would never admit it, Tatsuki really didn't want Renji to go back to the Soul Society. She sighed looking over at him as he finished his last bowl of ramen. He let out a sound of satisfaction.

"You know what's the worst thing about being in this gigai?" he asked her.

"Let me guess. You now lack the power to prevent me from kicking your ass?" she answered.

He snorted. "You wish, Arisawa. I can take you down any day, gigai provided."

Pushing herself off her seat, she stood tall looking him dead in the eye. "That sound like a challenge Abarai."

He stood up too, bending down to look her more evenly. "Maybe it sounds like one because it is one."

"Then let's go. In the dojo."

"Right now?"

"Heck yeah."

He smirked at her. "Sounds like an easy victory."

"Fine." She high tailed it to the door of the restaurant, then turned back to look at him. "Are you coming or not?"

He grumbled and followed her as she led the way there on instinct. She snuck him in through a window in the back. It was like a secret to her, but she knew it was one that wouldn't be wasted on him.

He barely examined the place before getting in a fighting stance. "Well, show me what you've got, Arisawa." She came at him and they began to spar.

It ended an hour later with Renji on his back on the floor and Tatsuki cross legged sitting on his stomach. He wasn't exactly sure of what had happened to have the match end like this, but he could deal. He didn't mind it that much anyways. She had earned it.

He let her sit on his stomach and admire her glory for a while before he began worrying for the safety of both their egos. In a fluid movement he had slipped one of his arms under the back of her knees and the other onto her back for support and dumped her onto the floor. He then lay down once more.

A few minutes passed and there was no movement from Tatsuki. He looked over to see her lying there, eyes closed chest rising and falling slowly. His face softened as he made sure to get a good look at how different she was when she was relaxed. It was a nice look for her, he decided. She almost looked sort of… pretty.

One of her eyes opened and she looked back at him. "What're you staring at?" she asked softly. He could feel his face heating up at being caught, but didn't look away.

"You," he answered back in the same quiet tone as hers. She smiled slightly and snorted at his remark, making his heart ache. She opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling.

"You're blushing, Renji," she whispered.

He went against his better judgment and inched his hand closer to hers, before taking her hand in his. "I guess I am," he whispered back to her.

He traced her hand with his thumb. It was slightly rough and kind of small. Tough, but still kind of dainty; just not dainty enough to have him mistake her for someone who could be taken advantage of. Her hand fit perfectly and he enjoyed how it felt in his own.

He sighed and closed his eyes attempting to push down the thoughts of how bad this was. He shouldn't be with her right now, enjoying the moment because it wouldn't work out. In two days he was going back to the Soul Society. He didn't want to have to leave her, ever, but they both had roles to play out. He had a home to return to and she had a life to live out.

Opening his eyes he looked over at her now sleeping figure. It made his heart skip a beat and his stomach clench just looking at her. Love hurt and was irritating as hell, but he was sure that with it right now he'd survive.

If you want, tell me how I did. If you're just to lazy for that...well I feel you on that.