A/N: Hello! Names PoXiE. Guess what! The following is a Ighigo falls for Rukia and vice versa story... sorry for those who don't like this pairing but hey guess what... write your own damn story!

Rated M for things and stuff... interested yet?

I do not own Bleach, if I did I wouldn't be stuck at a crappy job!

Ichigo stared out the class room window. It has been a few months since they got back from Hueco Mundo. Everyone went back to as normal as they could be. Ichigo on the other hand was torn. He knew that Orihime had a crush on him but he did not want to break her heart. He hated it when he hurt some one, Zangetsu hated it even more.

Rukia was still recovering from her injuries and was excused from school as such. Rukia's niisama Kuchiki Byakuya wanted to use a Memory Chikan to make it seem as though she was never at the orange-haired brat's school, but Rukia insisted that it would be best if they did not. Rukia now spends most of her days in Ichigo's closet healing up and meditating.

The hollows still came by and occupied the group but it was slow today for some reason. Ichigo shifted a little and looked at the empty seat where the closet stealing midget used to sit at. There where still some "Get Well Soon" cards laying on the chair. He still can't imagine that the whole class believed that she had got hurt so badly playing a game of soccer. He grinned as he mind shifted to the day that Orihime told everyone that Rukia was playing goalie and she smacked her head on the net post.

"Oui! Chado!" Ichigo smirked as Chad looked up worried, as if he missed something staring at Chizuru.

"Ichi-go?" Chad's lips moved as he looked outside in somewhat of a blush. At that instant the lunch bell rang and their sensai finally shut up.

The smirk didn't leave Ichigo's face as the usual group headed up to the roof top to eat and talk. Keigo has been quite since Rukia has been gone and the group was enjoying it to the fullest, though he was still a pervert when he did open his mouth.

"I hope she doesn't come back with a hospital tan, all pale and eerie like a ghost." Keigo said his thoughts out loud which meant that a fist was heading his way. When his eyes met it, it wasn't Ichigo's.

"Tatsuki-san!"Keigo yelped and covered his bleeding nose.

"Don't talk about Rukia like that, especially when she is not here to kick your ass herself." Tatsuki spoke plainly yet some how forcefully.

"Kurosaki-kun, how is Kuchiki-san doing?" Orihime asked as though it was the two of them

"WHAT YOU KNOW WHERE SHE IS?? TELL ME!! TELL ME!! IIIIIIICHIIIIGOOOO!! TELL ME! PLEASE! PLEASE!" This time it was Kurosaki's fist that met Keigo's face sending him bouncing along the ground.

"Ano... she's fine, depressed a little but fine." Ichigo replied.

"Ichigo you are so mean" Keigo spoke through pouted lips.

Ichigo opened his lunch to find a small folded piece of paper.

"Eh?" Ichigo wispered.

Dear Kurosaki Ichigo,

I can never find the words to tell you this so I wrote it down. I know you won't return the way I feel because I know you feel for some one else. I will always love you Ichigo.

Inoue Orihime

Ichigo put the piece of paper in his pocket and looked up at Orihime who was trying to get Chad to eat some of her odd lunch. She got his eyes and he could tell that her heart was sore but it wasn't broken. But the tear drop that ran down her cheek jerked him. She wiped it with her hand as she continued to laugh at Chad actually liking her cooking and trying to get Ishida to try some.

Ichigo didn't smile until he had returned home. It was lonely now walking by himself to and from school. Sure the others would meet him along the way but now it was just him leaving and coming home. He was hoping inside that Rukia would heal up soon so he wasn't by himself, though he would never tell her. Why would she care?

Ichigo opened the fridge and grabbed two boxes of juice and headed upstairs. Isshin tried his hardest to nail a foot to his son's face but met a hand and was tossed down the stairs. He was going on about something to the giant poster of his mother but Ichigo just wanted to lay down. He locked his bedroom door and tossed one of the juice boxes into the semi-open closet door and proceeded to his bed. His bed wasn't how he left it this morning but he didn't care. He was bored and tired, his head hurt from the stupid lecture on quantum physics and how Ishida kept arguing with the sensai about it.

Ichigo sat on the end of his bed and drank his juice box. He wanted to talk to Rukia but knew that she needed her rest. Standing to turn off the light he closed her closet and hit the switch. With a stretch he removed his shirt and tossed it in the hamper. He undid his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. He kicked them to the hamper as well, though they bounced off the wall and landed on the carpet. As soon as his head hit the pillows his eyes started to drift to sleep.

A few moments of crying in front of the Masaki poster Isshin went to check on his gloomy son. His reiatsu was off and kind of dark for a boy his age. Isshin quietly unlocked Ichigo's door and peeked inside to see his son sleeping quietly.

"My boy... she'll get better soon" Isshin whispered to himself as he shut the door.

Rukia had to thank Ichigo's dad some how, though she didn't know how to tell a man "Hey thanks for letting me sleep in your son's closet and taking nice hot showers in your home, and ohh by the way I'm Kuchiki Rukia. Nice to meet you!". Ohh well her mind thought as she stepped out of the shower. The shower glass and the bathroom mirror where covered in condensation from her long shower. She needed it too, it has been awhile since she last had a decent shower. She wiped the mirror and looked at herself. Her gigai seemed to be getting older, she would have to talk to Urahara about this. Not that she was vein or anything, she just wanted to know if it was in fact aging.

She got dressed and slipped back into Ichigo's room and back into his bed. Ichigo would be pissed if he knew she was sleeping in his bed while he was gone, but it was still lunch time and he wouldn't be home for some time. She calmly fell into slumber in little to now time.

Ichigo could smell something... he couldn't place it but it was inviting and soothing. He's smelt it before, it smelt like strawberries. Strawberries? Why was he smelling strawberries? Rukia felt warm and safe. She felt secure. She felt a muscular arm around her waist. Wait... what? Why was there an arm around her waist? Why does she want to care but she doesn't? Rukia fell back into her unconscious as did Ichigo. Well.. until the sun broke through his window blinds.

"I really need to block my window," Ichigo said in a groggy voice "It lets in too much light"

"I know, I just want some more rest. Ichigo just ignore it and go back to sleep"

"Rukia?" Ichigo's voice cracked

"Ichi—go?" Rukia's lips moved

Both of their eyes opened, one set met the other in shock. Rukia's head was on his shoulder, his arm was around her body hugging her to him. Neither one of them moved, not knowing what to do.

"Why are you holding me?"

"Why are you in my bed?"

"I asked first."

"It's my bed"

"I'm resting, Ichigo"

"Why aren't you in your closet?"

"It was cramped."

"So you came into my bed while I was in it?!"

"No I slept in your bed while you where at school! Why aren't you there?"

"I didn't feel well"

"You still haven't answered my question."

"I said I wasn't feeling well"

"No! Idiot! Why are you holding me so close?"

Ichigo looked again. Though she was right and he never really answered her question he didn't mind it. Why? Why didn't it bother him that he was basically hugging Rukia in his bed. His bed? Right they where in his bed and he was hugging Rukia. Strawberries!! That is the shampoo she uses! That is what he was dreaming about. Wait. Why was he dreaming of Rukia and strawberries? Why was his chest tingling and why the hell was his face hot?

Ichigo looked at Rukia who was no longer looking at him but his chest and her finger ran absent minded across the muscles there. Why does this feel so good, her brain thought? Why can't I pull them away? Wow! He smell good! What? What am I thinking, this is Ichigo! Of course he smells good! Seriously? Did I just think that? Brain shut up. I've never noticed how toned his muscles where. Ok brain stop... Her eyes met his and for some ungodly reason her body reacted and she inched forward towards his face. What the hell am I doing? Body! Stop!! I command you to stop!

Ichigo's eyes widened at her moving closer to him but he couldn't help it for some reason his brain shut down and his body took over. Their lips met and both let out a gasp but still the moved forward and into a kiss. Ichigo pulled Rukia in tighter and his free hand found it's way to the back of her neck. Rukia cooed under his touch and then she felt his tounge lick at her lips. Her gut tightened as her fingers traced their way up to his jaw line.

"Ichi—nii?" Yuzu said with a not so quite voice from his bedroom door

Ichigo's eyes opened and looked to where his father and two twin sisters where staring down at him and a half naked girl in his bed. It was just now that he noticed she was in her panties and one of his old shirts. Rukia eye's opened with her body questioning why Ichigo stopped moving when she followed his deer in the headlights stare to see his family only staring back at her. Her eyes went wide, all she wanted to do now was shunpo the hell out of there!