Connect our hearts
Disclaimer: I do not own the Bleach series.(Ichigo/Rukia )
Chapter 1: complicated
Beep! Beep! Beep! Rang Ichigo's alarm clock, surging through the silence of his room. He reached up lazily and slapped the top to silence the noise. He moaned and put the pillow over top of his head to block the streaking rays of sun from reaching his face. He sighed it was to late to resist he was already awake and if he didn't get up his dad would come in and jump on top of him, he might as well beat him to the punch. He dragged out of bed and stretched. He took off his clothes and got in the shower. It was amazing, letting the cool water trickle over every tense muscle and make it relax, the perfect way to start the day.
He got out and dried off, he grabbed his clothes and slipped them on neatly. He took a deep breath and looked at himself in the mirror for a minute. He grabbed his bookcase and walked out of his room closing the door behind him. He walked downstairs and right out the door. He stopped outside and let the wind blow around him. It was new year and anything could happen.
Rukia had been up for at least two hours finishing homework and reporting to her captain. She didn't really understand her assignment but they had made her do it anyway. They had simply told her that there was a male soul reaper at her school who had come across his powers in an unorthodox manner. They court guardians didn't know who he was so they sent Rukia to watch and see if she could find out who it was. Everyday she would send them the same report, I haven't found the shinigami but I will continue my search for him, and everyday she would come up empty handed. Now the next thing in her life was the masquerade ball her school was having to celebrate the new year of school.
But the worst part was that she was being forced to go by the court guardians and her friends in Soul Society. Reingiku Matsumoto was demanding that Rukia attended and that she be allowed to pick out the dress she would wear. She couldn't complain, well actually she could because Rukia didn't want to go. She actually hated that school probably more than anything else in the world.
Everyone at that school was focused on how you looked not who you were. There were the boys who only cared about a girl's cup size and that was it. They would say that they were in love with them and once they got what they wanted the girl was history and there was a new toy they "had" to have.
Then there were the girls that were all over every guy shoving their gigantic double d boobs in the boys' faces. They were the school hookers who were only liked by the guys that went there. The girls hated them and most were jealous because they wished that every boy would chase after them like they did the school hookers.
There were the nerds, nobodies, jocks, preps, emos, dikes, flamers, ecomaniacs, psychos, hookers, and that was about it. You had to be one of those at her school. Rukia wasn't any of them and that's why she didn't have any real friends. The girls hated her because she could stand on her own two feet and not get knocked over or jealous of any of them. None of the guys liked her and she preferred that it stay like that. She had friends but they couldn't go to school with her because they were to old and she only knew them because she worked with them after school.
She lived by herself in an apartment that she had to pay for. She didn't talk to Byakuya because she didn't want him to worry and send her checks with thousands of dollars on them just so she could survive. She loved him very much and she knew he loved her too even though he wasn't very good at showing it. After Hisana died he was having a hard time picking up the pieces of his broken heart that came with her death.
Oh well, he was a sweetheart when he tried very hard and loved her very much, she couldn't really ask for more from him. She closed her laptop (that Byakuya bought for her) and grabbed her backpack. She slipped the strap on her shoulder and ran outside. She locked her door and ran off toward school.
The wind was blowing her hair back and out of her face the perfect way to style your hair. She slowed to a walk and caught her breath she was almost there. She walked up the steps and inside the main building of the school. She stopped at her locker and grabbed some books. She put her bag inside and put her cell phone in her pocket. She started walking to class even thought the bell hadn't rung yet. The football team started running though the hallway widely screaming and shouting as they waved their flag with the mascot right behind them. Rukia got pushed out of the way and into lockers a boy with orange hair got pushed on top of her.
Their noses were touching and they could feel each others breath against their faces. Both of their eyes were wide and shocked as they stared at each other silently. They didn't say anything for a few minutes.
"I'm sorry." Ichigo said finally breaking the silence. "Are you ok?" She just nodded slowly in astonishment. Ichigo pushed back and picked up her books from the ground.
"Um, hi." He said handing her books to her. "I'm Kurosaki Ichigo, I know this is a little bit of an awkward way of meeting but I thought I should introduce myself anyway."
"Oh, hi I'm-"
"Ichigo!" Orihime shouted running over to him, Tatsuki walking next to her. "Ichigo where were you we were looking all over for you."
"Sorry I got a little sidetracked." Tatsuki walked up to him and they interlocked hands.
"C'mon Ichigo, let's go to class." Tatsuki said pulling on his hand. Rukia took her books from him.
"Anyway, sorry about that. It was nice meeting you." Ichigo said as he walked away with Tatsuki holding her hand.
"It was nice meeting you too." Rukia said as she sighed. She clutched her books and walked to class just as the bell rang. She ran to class and burst into the door.
"Oh, how nice of you to join us Ms. Kuchiki." Ms. Ochi said to her as she stood at the door. Rukia looked down but took her seat.
"I'm sorry Ms. Ochi it won't happen again." Just as she said that Ichigo ran into the classroom.
"Ah, Mr. Kurosaki I'm so glad that you could grace us with your presence."
"I'm always thrilled to Ms. Ochi after all your class is the one I look forward to the most out of my day." He said smiling as he walked to his seat. He sat down and smiled at Ms. Ochi. She sighed and walked to the chalkboard.
"Alright students pull out your book and turn to page 178."
After class Rukia ran straight out of the classroom. She absolutely couldn't believe that the boy she had almost kissed in the hallway accidentally was in her first period class. She didn't want to talk to him or even look at him but when she got to second period and he was sitting next to her seat, she wanted to crawl under a rock and die right there in school.
She took her seat trying not to glance at him as he talked to his girlfriend. She took her papers out and pretended to study but occasionally found herself glancing at him and his bright orange hair. She had to admit that out of all the carrot top kids she'd seen he made his hair look good.
The rest of class went by excruciatingly long and when the bell rang Rukia was out the door off to third period. In third period he was there, fourth, fifth, sixth, and eighth. The only class she didn't have him in was seventh which was PE, but he had boys' PE so she saw him in the gym shooting hoops with his friends as she sat alone on the bleachers.
Eighth period was biology and he sat with her at a lab table, which was strange because she hadn't noticed him before, but she for sure noticed him now. She sat down and didn't look at him.
"Is it just me or do we have every class together?" He asked her as he smiled. He had a really cute smile but at the same time it was a sexy smile. Rukia just nodded.
"Do you hate me?" He asked only this time he was frowning. Rukia shook her head. "Then why do you refuse to look at me?" Rukia turned and looked at him.
"Are you happy now?" She asked sarcastically.
"So she does speak." He said jokingly wearing a playful smile.
"Look I'm sorry about what happened in the hallway this morning." She apologized.
"Don't be it was entirely my fault I'm very sorry for almost smashing you."
"Was that supposed to be some sort of joke?"
"No pun intended." He answered.
Though they both had to admit he could have easily crushed her. She was really small with a small frame and a small figure. Ichigo on the other hand was a large guy but not to big. He was very muscular and had a firm build.
"So students today we shall begin our study of the human body. Please act your age when we do our research and overviews in this particular unit." The teacher said.
He was a man in his about forties with a bald head and glasses. He talked with a funny accent that sounded like he had a major stick shoved up you know where.
A couple of the kids snorted and make crude comments. Ichigo laughed only a little. Rukia looked at him a bit angry.
"Don't be immature." She said coarsely.
"No it's not that." He said still laughing a little.
"Then what's so funny?"
"It's just that, you're so pretty and spunky but you always sit by yourself. In the gym you're by yourself, at lunch your alone outside, in every class you never talk to anyone."
"I'm talking to you aren't I?"
"This doesn't count."
"Why not?"
"Because I started the conversation."
"But I responded to the first comment you made which started the conversation."
"Actually you responded to the third comment I made and wouldn't respond till you absolutely had to."
"I nodded at your first comment which does count as responding."
"No it doesn't."
"It absolutely does because you are acknowledging the fact that they were speaking to you so you responded in a way that does not involve wasting oxygen on a one word answer that you could have simply nodded at to begin with. So it saves oxygen and useless time gabbing about nonsensical stuff that is of absolutely no value to your life." Ichigo's eyes were wider and his jaw was slightly open.
"Do you always talk this much?" He asked.
"No actually I'm a rather silent person, but you seem to have this talent of aggravating me." Ichigo smiled.
"Sorry."
"No your not."
"Your right I'm not." Rukia frowned. Ichigo leaned over and whispered something in her ear. She gasped turning every eye in the class on her. Ichigo leaned back and smiled.
"Is something wrong miss?" The teacher asked.
"Um, no Mr. Misaki I'm sorry."
"Yes, well don't do it again." Rukia turned to him with her mouth open. Ichigo just laughed.
"Mr. Kurosaki, would you care to share with the class what is so interesting, more interesting then my class."
"No thanks Mr. Misaki, I'm fine."
"Well, then don't disturb my class again!" Tatsuki glared at Rukia even though Rukia couldn't see her. She was fuming with jealousy. Orihime leaned over to her.
"Tatsuki-chan, who is that girl Kurosaki-kun is talking to?" She asked her.
"I don't know but I'll make sure she doesn't talk to him again." She said with an evil glare on her face.
When the bell rang this time she still ran out of the classroom at top speed this time though Ichigo was right behind her he grabbed her hand outside of school.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" He asked.
"I-I have to get home, I have stuff to do, important stuff before I do other important stuff."
"Very description Shakespeare, now really why are you in such a hurry?"
"I already told you I have things to do."
"Was it because of what I said back in class?"
"No but on that topic you don't just say stuff like that in class to people you don't even know!"
"Ok, I'm sorry."
"No your not."
"Really, I'm truly sorry this time." Rukia turned around and continued walking. Ichigo walked beside her.
"Tell me your name." He said stopping as she kept walking. She turned around and looked at him.
"Why should I?"
"Because I want to know you."
"Ichigo you have a girlfriend." She said and continued walking he ran up to her and stopped her. He stood in front of her and looked down into her purple eyes.
"So what, I still want to be your friend. Please, tell me your name." She sighed.
"Hisana."
"Hisana." He repeated. "A beautiful face and a beautiful name to go with it." She walked past him. "I'll see you tomorrow Hisana."
For some reason that last statement infuriated her but she had also enjoyed hearing him say it. Even though Hisana wasn't her real name. Hisana seemed the perfect choice of name when she said it, but she knew somehow he would figure out that her real name was Rukia and not Hisana, but it would do for now.
She got home and did some of her homework. She sent her report to her captain and did some more homework. At ten o' clock she changed her outfit and went to work. She worked at a night club as a bartender and a waitress. She got to her job and punched in, she took her stop behind the bar and got to work. A woman walked over to her and sat at the counter.
"Hey Rukia how was school?" The woman asked.
"Oh, fine."
"Make any friends today?"
"Actually yes."
"Really do tell." The girl said in and excited tone.
"Oh, it's just some guy."
"Huh! A guy, is he cute? What does he look like?"
"I guess."
"What do mean you guess? He's either cute or not cute, which one is it?"
"I guess he's kinda cute."
"Really Rukia thinks a guy is cute. Oh, he must be really good."
"Oh stop it Mari."
"What? It is truly a high honor when Rukia Kuchiki thinks that any man other than her brother is even remotely good looking." Rukia rolled her eyes. "So tell me Rukia, what does he look like?"
"You won't think he's cute."
"Try me."
"Ok, he's got short spiky orange hair and brown eyes that look like a fiery orange in the sun."
"Isn't he the one that's supposed to get all poetic over your features and sweep you off your feet?"
"Stop it Mari."
"Anyway you can have him, carrot tops not my type." Mari turned and inspected her nails. She swished her long wavy brown hair out of her way.
She looked up from the inspection of her nails and instead inspected the room.
"He's actually very crude." Rukia said to her.
"Why what'd he say?"
"In the middle of science class after I had already decided that he was an infuriating jerk he told me that I was turning him on."
"Oooh! He likes you!"
"Does not!"
"Keep telling yourself that baby doll and sooner or later you'll believe it." Mari looked around the room some more.
"Rukia look at him, he's cute."
"Whatever, not my type."
"Babe you don't have a type. People like you sadden me, no interest in men whatsoever."
"Men are stupid, huge apes that have nothing better to do than chase after girls. I'm not going to chase after idiots who are superficial with no interest in who I am at all."
"Baby doll, if people knew who you really were than you would be in big trouble."
"Not like that, I mean like what I like to do and things I like, those sorts of things."
"Honey it's easier to catch a guy when you can rope them in with your looks."
"You make them sound like cows."
"They are cows."
"True."
"Anyway babe I'm gonna go, see you tomorrow and get me a picture of that guy you like."
"I don't like him!" Rukia protested. But Mari was already walking away waving goodbye. Rukia worked until two in the morning and walked home. She got home and quickly dressed for bed. She set her alarm and turned out the light. She fell asleep quickly and had a dream about Ichigo.
End of chapter XD I hope you like it! it took me a while to write so please review and fave if interested!
