Ishida was a hard person to read, unless, of course, you knew him well. Ichigo like to think he did. So, on the way to school, when the orange haired male saw the Quincy glance ever-so-slightly to the side with a barely-there grin, he knew immediately what was up.

"Rukia?" he asked.

"W-What do you mean?" Ishida questioned back, flustered he'd been caught greeting the woman. He, along with the rest, were doing their best not to rub in the fact Ichigo's powers were now gone.

"Rukia. She's over to the right there, where you were looking, right? Karakura's her district, and that smile was for a friend, not someone you didn't know."

"...Dammit," the other cursed, pushing up his glasses. When did Kurosaki get so observant?

"Ha! I knew it," Ichigo smirked; then looking in the same direction his friend had, called out, "OI! MIDGET!"

Ishida sighed. He was going to have to listen to her yell at Kurosaki all day.