My new story is up! Ichigo has officially turned into a man and is ready to face the consequences! Anyway, this chapter's pretty short, but that's only because I should be doing homework instead of corny fan fiction XP Oh well! I do not own a thing! All anime goes to it's rightful owner. Enjoy!


It was a wonderful Friday evening. Ichigo Kurosaki had just turned 21 two weeks ago and he was invited to a party at Keigo's house. As bad of an idea as it sounded, he didn't want to be rude and reject his best friend's offer. It pretty much was for Ichigo after all. And who wants to miss their own birthday party?

Ichigo sighed as the time got closer for him to leave. About an hour until he was supposed to go. So, he lounged on his bed while Rukia got ready. He decided that if he was going to get drunk he should atleast get someone who's responsible to stay sober enough to drive him home. So he decided on taking Rukia. And because she was way above the drinking age, she could enjoy some alcohol too.

"You ready for your party?" Rukia finally walked in from her shower. She was dressed beautifully in a slick black dress that went down just above her knees. Her hair had it's natural shine and her diamond earings, which Ichigo had gotten for her birthday, hung from her ears delicately. Ichigo scoffed and turned to look out his window.

"It's not even my birthday party. Keigo just needs a reason to get rid of some alcohol he won in a bet not that long ago and used me and the day I was born as one." Ichigo grumbled. Rukia rolled her eyes at him.

"Be thankful that he at least invited you, Ichigo." Rukia told him. Ichigo shook his head.

"I don't think you realize this, but Keigo doesn't have many friends besides us and everyone else we knew in class." Ichigo retorted. "Besides, Keigo and alcohol is one of the worst combinations in the damn world." Ichigo waved a hand in front of his face to show his distaste. Rukia giggled at him.

"You're so negative, Ichigo. C'mon, get up and let's go. I want to get there a little early." Rukia walked over to Ichigo and grabbed him by the collar of his black shirt, yanking him out of his bed and dragging him outside.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing! What the hell, Rukia! This isn't a little early, it's way too early!" Ichigo yelled, kicked, and thrashed against Rukia's grip like a little child, Rukia giggling the whole time all the way to Keigo's home. 'I really hope nothing goes wrong tonight...' was Ichigo's last thought before he was pulled into the party he knew was going to escalade fast.