AN: I'm working REALLY really hard on my other story, but apparently, I've hit a major writer's block. So, I wrote this awhile back for fun, and I hope it'll kill time until I get the last chapter of my other story written.

This story starts out really slow and traditional, but never you fear, it'll kick up a notch near the end. It's set after the Soul Society arc...But imagine with me a perfect world...where Rukia returns.

Thank you to notnow, who's prolly gonna smack me upside the head because I didn't let her finish proofreading...

"Point Proven"

Chapter 1

A peaceful afternoon in Japan. A tiny mysterious girl sits talking to a tall lanky orange-haired kid after taking a break from notes. A red-haired kid lurks from behind his short locks of hair blocking his eyes. It's peaceful and all seems right in the world…

"RUKIA-CHAN!" Keigo leaped and whirled. With his eyes sparkling, he landed in front of the little dark-haired girl. Keigo smiled wide. "Hey, do you wanna go to the dance wi…"

PUNCH.

The orange-haired kid recoiled his fist after hitting Keigo, ending his sentence abruptly. Ichigo placed his head back into his palm. Without missing a beat, Ichigo spoke. "She's not interested."

Rukia shot the boy a glance before turning towards Keigo, who still bore an excited (but slightly swollen) smile. She smiled her best fake school-girl smile. "Asano-kun, I'd love to go to this 'dance' with you!"

Ichigo opened one of his eyes in Rukia's direction, but didn't say a word.

"YESSS!" Keigo grabbed Rukia's hand and held it up to his chest. Suddenly serious, he put a hand on the girl's cheek. "I'll make it a night you won't forget!"

With that, he twirled out of the room happily singing a song. Soon after, the lunch bell rang. Ichigo stood up with a deeper scowl on his face. He shoved his hands in his pockets and made his way out the door, well aware of the little shinigami following him. He turned and headed towards the usual spot on the roof.

About halfway to the top, Rukia decided to ask what was wrong. Still a bit upset that Ichigo had spoken for her without her consent, she finally decided on taunting him. In her sweetest voice possible, she leaned over and asked politely, "Whatever could be wrong, Kurosaki-kun?"

Ichigo hated it when she used that stupid voice. And he hated how she said his name. Something about Rukia being so polite all together bothered him. Not to mention that she agreed to go with Keigo to a dance. She probably didn't even know what he was asking. Actually, now that he was thinking about it, "You don't even know what a dance is, do you?"

The raven-haired girl only stopped and blinked with bright eyes. With her pure innocence, she asked, "What could be wrong with dancing? Renji and I used to do it all the time back in Soul Society."

Something about even the mentioning of the redhead's name got on Ichigo's last nerve. Every inch of his body warned him not to say anything, but his mouth carried on without the order. Under his breath he mumbled, "Probably had something else in mind…that bastard."

Suddenly beside him, Rukia eyed him warily. "What was that…?"

"Nothing." Quickly deciding on changing the subject before she could force anything else out of him, he continued, "Agreeing on going on a date with someone usually means more than just dancing."

"Then why is it called a dance!" Rukia half shouted, completely exasperated. She threw up her arms and waited for his response. At his silence, she continued, "ARG…You humans are the oddest sort!"

Upon finally reaching the roof top, they turned around and found Orihime bouncing gleefully up to them. Looking directly at Ichigo, she smiled her best smile. "Kurosaki-kun!"

Ichigo stepped away a little. "Hi, Inoue."

Orihime faltered slightly. She tugged on the edges of her skirt as a bright red blush appeared on her cheeks. Just barely above a whisper, she asked, "Kurosaki-kun…Do you have a date to the dance?"

It was plainly obvious to Ichigo that she had spent a lot of time mustering up the courage to ask him. He looked over his shoulder at Rukia and smirked quickly before turning back to the girl in front of him.

"Nah…" He answered coolly. "Would you want to go with me?"

Orihime's eyes glowed and her smile brightened. "I would love to!"

She turned around and skipped happily down the stairs, finally content to be able to get such a trial off her shoulders. Rukia watched her go.

"Hm…I wonder why she's so happy?" Rukia stated simply before turning away and crossing her arms over her chest. " I'm sure you can't dance to save your life."

Ichigo felt his eye twitch. He quickly looked around before continuing. "You want me to prove it to you?"

Rukia closed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. "A Hollow could dance better."

Before she could send another angry glance in his direction, Ichigo swept her into his arms. Grabbing one hand with his and placing his free hand on her waist, he pulled her closer.

"Ichi…" Rukia blushed deep red. She quickly tried to collect the broken pieces of her strong façade together. "What are you…"

"Shut up, I'm trying to prove something." Rukia bristled at the comment but decided to say nothing. Slowly she felt her self be led into a dance, unsteady at first, soon picking up pace. Rukia's heart fluttered as she felt his hand move ever so slightly on her lower back.

Circles and lines…One Two Three…Twirl…Ichigo led her into a simple dance. He twirled her out then pulled her back in, holding her close. They paused just a moment before he leaned down to whisper in her ear. Rukia could feel his warm breath gently tickling her neck.

Ichigo breathed softly, delighting in the tremors that shook her body.

Quietly he added, "Point proven."

Letting go abruptly, he turned on his heel and went down the stairs, shoving his hands into his pockets.

He didn't get to see a disheveled Rukia with a face hot and red. She was slightly dizzy but not from the circles she had been dancing. Absentmindedly, she placed a hand over her heart and whispered, "You idiot…"