A/N: I thought it would be fun to try more stories! YAY! This one is obviously AU, but people will still be in character, just moved around to wherever I want them.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, or the song I use.

The world's got a funny way of turning 'round on you
When a friend tries to stab you right in the face
Losing faith in everything I thought I hoped I knew
Don't sweat it, it's set on false pretense

-The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (False Pretense)

Prestigious Lies

Chapter One: Ever heard of Honor?

"Rukia," Byakuya's stern voice rang out from his study, beckoning for the raven-haired girl to enter.

"Yes, Nii-sama?" She appeared in the mahagony wood doorway of his private office dressed casually in a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt.

"Sit down." He pointed to the seat on the other side of his desk, barely taking his eyes off a day planner set in front of him. "There's something I need to talk to you about."

"Okay," she said as she dropped into the cushy seat. Her mind was racing, wondering what she'd done wrong this time. She thought back through the week: her grades were okay, she hadn't talked back to any of the teachers, all her chores had been finished, she hadn't broken her curfew; she couldn't think of anything that he would "need to talk to her about."

Byakuya looked up and noticed her anxiousness, he slightly chuckled to himself; scaring Rukia even more. "There's no need to be nervous. I just wanted to talk to you." By saying the words, Byakuya had intended for Rukia to calm down, but they only put her more on edge.

"Sure," She said, eyeing him warily. 'Huh? This is even worse than getting in troubel. He never just wants to talk.'

"So, how is school going?" He leaned back in his chair, an indescribable look on his face.

"Uh, good, I guess..." Rukia trailed off, still trying to see where this was all going.

"That's good." He commented lightly. Rukia nodded her head and folded her legs underneath her, settling into the big seat- it didn't seem like he was going to cut o the chase any time soon.

"And your friends? Are they well?"

"Yeah, they're fine..." She breifly thought of just asking what it was he wanted,but she decided against it, she didn't want to upset him.

"How's...Renji? That was the name of the Abarai kid right?"

"Uh yeah. He's fine, too-" Rukia stared at her brother in disbelief. It was a rare occasion for him to actually talk to her, and him remembering they name of one of her best friends was just too much.

"Hmm... Thats's good to hear." He added then dropped the bomb. "So, who are you dating these days?"

"Uh...wait, what?!" She leaned forward, not believing her ears. "Wasn't it just last year that you told me I couldn't date 'til I was 32?!"

Byakuya remained calm and composed as he replied. "I didn't thnk you'd actually listen to me, I'd hoped you would but I know how young teenagers are. With all those hormones raging..."

"Oh." She sat back in the seat although she was still confused. "Well, I'm not dating anyone."

"Well, why not?" He actually sounded dissappointed.

Rukia paused, taking it all into consideration, she figured she might as well as answer the questions, it was her safest bet to getting out of here. "I don't know- I guess I was obeying your rules and plus, I don't really like anyone that way."

As he pondered her answer, Rukia did so, too. It was really true. While she had found herself slightly envious of Orihime's many boyfriends, she also saw how each of her friend's relationships ended: horribly. Rukia was always the one to help her get over them, even if once Orihime was better she always went running into another guys' arms. From her third person observations, Rukia knew she didn't want to have that. It was hard enough to have to listen to it, she didn't want to actually go through it. Then again, it wasn't like Rukia, herself was a hermit. Many boys, many, had asked her out. She just never found them interesting enough to waste her time on. Besides, she already had all her friends, they were close enough as it was.

After a while, Byakuya began to talk again, "Rukia, I just don't want you to end up alone." He looked her in the eye, giving their conversation a feel of great importance. "You're already a junior- things are going to start moving quickly. Soon, you'll be in college, then you have to work for a living yourself, It'll all be overwhelming. THen when everything begins to die down, you will finally realize how alone you are and I don't want you to have to go through that. So, just think about it, but I would appreciate it if you started to date." He paused again, smiling once he realized how that sounded. "Now, you are dissmissed. You may go to bed." Just like that, his cold exterior was back, the breif show of emotions was put back in storage.

"Yes Nii-sama, good night." She replied, then got up to get ready for bed. She slowly walked up the staircase, letting her hand brush along the smooth oak of the banister. how she wished to be a little kid again. To slide down the soft wood, with no worries. Rukia smiled wistfully, to think, she was getting stressed by the thought of dating. Ha.

That same night, but on the other side of town:

"Dude, let's get out of here. This party sucks." Ichigo took another swig from his cup of warm beer, then winced. Why was he even drinking it? Oh, yeah, so he could drown out his worries and try to forget about being dumped. It also didn't hurt that it was making this party seem a little bit more bearable.

"Man, C'mon..." Ishida whined, he glanced over at the fruity girl who was standing not too far away.

Ichigo rolled his eyes, "Fine, whatever. but I'm leaving, I'll catch you later." He found himself unsurprised that his friend hadn't wanted to leave. Even if this was one of the worst parties in the upper side of Karakura town. Ishida wasn't too popular with the ladies and now that he had found one that had shone mild interest in him, he wasn't about to let her go.

Ichigo had understood but still didn't approve, at least not of the girl. She was busty with burnt orange hair and these two clips in her hair that seemed to move (although, maybe it was just the alcohol). She looked like she was fast, only Ichigo hadn't told his friend that. He thought he would just let him learn the lesson himself, and hell, he would at least be getting his first girlfriend out of the exchange. That was, of course, if Ishida even manned up enough to talk to her.

The Orange haired teen walked along the sidewalk, scuffing his Adidas on the cement, pouring the beer along with it. He tried to think about anything but what had happened that day at lunch and after his thoughts kept coming back to it, he rethought his actions and dumped the rest of the beverage down his throat, tossing the cup somewhere on the road.

Ugh, he just couldn't shake the look on Tatsuki's face, she looked mad and slightly hurt. He didn't know why, he hadn't done a damn thing to her. He was the one who should be mad; she practically announced to the whole school that she was dumping him, she made it such a big deal. Then the rest of the day, she kept glaring at him, like it was his fault it had happened. She somehow got the entire nation of girls to do so, too.

He just didn't get it. It had been so sudden, things had been going smoothly. They hardly ever fought and they were always open to each other... none of it made sense. That morning she had been acting weird, avoiding him. Then she just starts screaming in his face at lunch. Then it was over; Five months of only one girl and it was over.

Thinking back, if it hadn't been for Ishida, they'd have never gotten together. They were always friends and nothing more until Uryu had made them start to spend more time with each other. Then one time when they were studying together at Ichigo's house he kissed her. He hadn't known what had possessed him to do such a thing and had expected her to be offended. Only, she responded with a kiss back. It was the kiss that started their relationship. It was also the kiss that had been interrupted by Isshin, much to their embarrasment.

But now, it was all over, and he didn't even remember the last kiss. It was quite sad, actually, he had been drunk, of course. It was a party thrown by Hisagi, one of Ichigo's good friends, the night before. If he remembered correctly, both Ichigo and Tatsuki were just a tad bit wasted, and some things had gone on that Ichigo wished he had been aware of, at least he thought. That was one of his theories as to why she had dumped him, maybe he had said or done something that had made her mad; he really didn't remember. That theory and the one where her 'girlfriends' had talked her into breaking up with him were the main suspects.

Suddenly, Ichigo just felt so mad. He wanted to hurt something. She wouldn't even talk to him now. He realized he had not only lost his girlfriend but also one of his best friends. It all felt so fucked up. He could only assume the beer wasn't helping his emotions.

Looking around, he took in his surroundings, noticing he was close to Tatsuki's house. He broke into a run, a branch hung in front of his face and he violently thrust it aside. He was pissed, now. The light was on in Tatsuki's room, the curtains were closed in the window on the second floor. He craned his neck to look up, he could see her siloute inside the room and another one?

Rage boiled inside of him, he didn't even consider the fact that it might be another girl, and picked up a rock. Not a small pebble like the one's he used to throw at her window to catch her attention late at night, but a big, sturdy one. He juggled the rock, weighing it in his hand, enjoying the rush he was getting. Finally, he threw it up, aiming straight for the window. A satisfied smirk pushed his lips up when he heard the loud crack, a few screams and the breaking of something metalic.

He looked up and saw the gaping hole it left in the window, then a head poked throught it. "What the fuck, Ichigo? Are you insane?" Tatsuki screamed at him.

"Maybe," he said, still enjoying this.

"You ass!" She screamed at him again. Another light went on in the living room and Tatsuki's dad came out the front door.

'uh-oh' that wasn't expected. Ichigo broke into a run again, exhilerated. He kicked at trashcans, spreading gobs of trash all over the road and lawns; he indented bumpers and knocked review mirrors off cars parked on the streets; he ran like crazy with a hysterical smile on his face the whole time. Dogs barked, lights flashed on in homes, everything felt so euphoric until he saw the signature red and blue lights flickered from behind him.

Shit. He had somehow overlooked the fact that what he was doing had to be illegal. He was in trouble, he had to get away. He broke into a sprint. Another car came around to the front and stopped, a man got out. Ichigo had to stop. The cop was at him quickly, his arms were roughly pulled back, he was jerked around, then he found himself sitting in the back of a police car. Men were around him talking into little walkie-talkies that hung on the lapel of theri shirts. People came out from their homes dressed in lounge-wear. Oh, he was so going to be in trouble. He might not be able to pay himself out of this mess.

Rukia awoke, got dressed, did everything slowly and deliberately, not too excited for breakfast with Byakuya.

Finally when there was nothing else to primp or comb, Rukia had to push herself down the stairs, the time had come.

"Good Morning." Byakuya greeted her, sipping his black coffee and reading the newspaper.

"Yes. Good Morning." Rukia replied, slipping two peices of bread into the toaster, she wasn't about to sit through a whole meal with her brother. She got a glass down from the cupboard and grabbed the freshly squezzed orange juice, pouring herself some. She gulped it down while still trying to be polite. The buzz went off on the machine and she grabbed the two peices of toast and quietly spread strawberry jam all over them.

Her brother looked up as she walked past him with the two peices in hand with a paper towel. "Is that all you're having?"

"Uh. yeah. I'm kinda running late, so I decided to keep it light." She lied.

"okay, well have a good day, I won't be back 'til late tonight. I was called this morning about some kid who went crazy last night. they said he was having an emergency court appearance today, so I'll be busy with that."He informed her as she slipped her arms throught the slots on her bag.

"Okay, then I'll just have dinner by myself and I won't wait up. So, bye."Rukia said, and as she was halfway out the door, Byakuya called her back again.

"Oh, Rukia?"

"Yes?" she squeeked.

"Don't forget to find a date." He said and she forced a smile in return. Then she was out the door and into the car that had been waiting for her.

"God, I've been sufforcating in this car for, like, 30 minutes. What took you so long?" Rukia smiled at her friend, knowing she was kidding.

"Sorry, gosh, I tried to hurry. It's just my brother kept nagging me." Rukia looked at the driver who only politely smiled back through the mirror, then back to Orihime.

"Oh no it's fine!" Orhime laughed lightly then became trained on a subject. "Oh my god, you will never believe what happened last night."

Rukia rolled her eyes, she'd bet her college fund it had something to do with a guy. But she inquired about it non the less.

"I met a guy." big surprise. "Don't give me that look, I think this one actually has some potential."

"You said that about the last one." Rukia pointed out but Orihime just dissmissed it with a wave of her hand.

"No, I did not. I said the last one was nice." Inoue corrected. "Anyways, back to the subject. He's really nice, good looking, he likes me for more than just... you know?" At this point her friend pointed to her chest and Rukia surpressed a laugh. "You know the best part?" Orhime gushed, only without letting Rukia ask what. "He goes to our school!" SHe exclaimed. "I just don't know how I missed him all this time."

"You do know there's a lot of people at our school, right? There's bound to be at least fifty guys you haven't kissed." Rukia joked earning a playful slap from Orihime. "Hey, where did you meet this guy anyways? Don't tell me an internet dating site. You could really just be leading on some creepy old guy."

"Eww!" Orhime admonished. "Of course not! You know I learned my lesson there! I met him at this party last night. You know, Rukia, you really should start to go to more parties with me. Maybe you'll meet someone yourself..." Orhime winked.

Rukia sighed. "Maybe I will. Byakuya called me into his office last night to tell me that I needed to start dating. So, I guess i will..." Rukia trailed off, looking outside.

"Omigod! Rukia this is awesome! You totally have to! And there's going to be this awesome party on Saturday night! We so have to go!" Rukia nodded her head, although Orhime was still far more enthusiastic than her, though she didn't notice. Her busty friend was too busy already planning their outfits.

A/N: How did youlike it? tell me, through reviews of course! Rukia may be less outgoing as usual but she will still be defiant! and Ichigo is a bad, bad boy! lol. Oh, and Orihime is slick with the guys, kinda ooc, but i can mold her better..I enjoyed writing it and I hope you enjoyed reading it too! This was kinda just a setter upper, the plot will thicken withen the next chapter or so... I'm excited. I really actually planned this one out! So review, please! Muah! Love, AquaPurpleBubble