'The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a hint of indifference.' Rukia stated bluntly, 'Due to a small miscalculation we will be experiencing a wave of overcast gloominess and a generally disgruntled atmospheric pressure.' She proceeded to raise her hands in a swooping motion to indicate the on coming clouds while staring-down Ichigo as he sat scowling at his desk.
'Do you mind shutting up' he grinded out through his teeth, 'I'm trying extremely hard to ignore you'
'Clearly-not-hard-enough!' Rukia yelled as she threw her fluffy pink slipper at Ichigo's head. He whipped his head round and caught what once was an innocent slipper but had, in Rukia's hands, turned into a deadly weapon. His immediate reaction was to decimate the slipper so that no rational being could identify it as footwear, but he held back and simply threw it out the window.
'You filthy brute!' Rukia yelled running to the window to watch her slipper descend into the bushes below.
'Please, I'm actually begging now Rukia, will you please LEAVE ME ALONE!' Ichigo bellowed while standing over Rukia like Gandalf over Frodo.
'FINE' she yelled back 'all you had to do was ASK!'
'For heavens sake woman! What have I been saying for the last hour! You hear what you want to hear and NOTHING ELSE!' Ichigo's face was heating up rapidly.
'Sorry Ichigo? You really want me to stay right here in your room, you say? Well if you want me to remain here so badly then I will' and with that Rukia plonked herself down onto Ichigo's bed and made herself comfortable.
Heaving a sigh of defeat Ichigo slumped down onto the bed next to her. 'You're impossible you know' He sighed.
As a wave of irritation came over her Rukia turned on her side and looked Ichigo straight in the face. As she expected he turned away after a second. 'God Ichigo, are you really going to act like this?' She lent back onto her back. 'I shouldn't have to baby you. You have to get over it okey. God, this is one of the things I hate about you!'
'Sounds like there's a list' Ichigo mumbled.
'Hell ya there's a list, and I'll tell you now, it's a fucking long list' She retorted.
'You know, when you leave for a routine check in at Soul Society, supposed to last week, but come back a MONTH later and ENGAGED I think I have reasonable grounds for being a little angry!'
Rukia burst into laughter, 'Hahaha! Angry? That's what you are? Because all I see is you being a sulky little bitch! And I'm not engaged… yet…' Silence came over the pair as they lay side by side on Ichigo's bed.
'Is it really what you want?' Ichigo whispered. His voice was so soft Rukia barely heard him.
-Wadooosh-
'Holy shit!' Ichigo really hadn't seen that smack coming.
'We've been through this Ichigo; it's not a big deal. When Byakuya has picked someone and set a date, then I'll start to worry.' Rukia closed her eyes, rubbing them and sighing.
'You know why he's doing this right?' Ichigo's effort to hide his contempt was unsuccessful.
'Come on Ichigo, he just wants me to settle down but please share your, no doubt, ridiculous reasoning.' Rukia was weary of where the conversation was going.
'He knows.'
'Have you lost your marbles?!' she screamed 'Of course he doesn't know! Do you think I would be breathing right now if he knew?'
'Just think about it. If he did know it's not like he'd report it, being so completely obsessed with honour and dignity and all that bull. You're not in his division either so he couldn't change your assignment to bring you back to Soul Society, but he could set up an engagement which would ensure your deportation back to Soul Society and that, well, you would never see me again.' Ichigo lay back relaxing his muscles. He hadn't realized that he had become so tense.
'It's a good theory Ichigo' Rukia said quite seriously. 'Except one minor detail, he doesn't know! There is no way he could know... we were careful…'