Brief: As the title hints at, this is a collection of Ichiruki short stories that I'll be doing from time to time. Characters and backgrounds are subject to variation.

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Ichiruki Drabbles Collection

Number 1: Prompt – Disco

Looking back, Ichigo couldn't quite remember why in the name of hell he had agreed to come to this thing in the first place. Keigo had pinned him down at school a few days before and practically demanded that he come with the insane teen along with Mizuiro, Chad, Uryu and a number of girls, including Orihime.

He flexed his neck as he stood there, hands in his jeans pockets, wondering what to do. An hour had passed and all he had done was get a couple of rounds in and stand to the side of the room. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, much to his happiness, but he still couldn't bring himself to make a complete ass of himself on the dance floor.

What the fuck was I thinking? I can't dance! These thoughts had been running through his head for quite some time now and he still didn't know what he had been thinking. He promised to hit himself later for it. Hell, he'd have gone by now, were it not for the fact that he had been the idiot who accepted to take the guys in his car.

And then he saw her, just a glimpse across the dance floor, but she was unmistakably beautiful. Her hair wasn't up and flowed down to just above her shoulders, beautiful violet eyes shone in the dark frame like amethysts in the moonlight and her skin, pale as the first snowfall of the year, gave her a subtle yet delicate beauty that radiated from her being and those around her seemed brighter than the sun itself. Her small frame was stood next to a red haired guy who appeared to be talking to her but she seemed to be looking elsewhere. More precisely, straight at the orange-haired idiot who had been staring at her for an age.

"Ichigo!" Orihime's whiny voice broke through the music finally and Ichigo reluctantly turned to the bubbly girl.

"Yeah, what's up?" he shouted over the music.

"I said, do you want to dance?"

He grimaced.

"I'm sorry, but I honestly don't dance."

"Oh, pleeease?" She elongated the word to add a pleading desperation, much to Ichigo's annoyance. You see, Ichigo knew full well that Orihime had a crush on him and had done for a long time now, but he couldn't return those feelings. He had protected her many times, much like Tatsuki had, but he protected her because she was a friend and practically his sister, which was the only way in which he felt he loved her; as a sibling.

"Sorry, I don't dance."

This went on for several minutes before Orihime finally relented and walked away, by which time the girl he had spotted had disappeared. He whirled around, hoping to spot her, but there was no sign of that mystery girl anywhere. Ichigo slouched, unhappy of the outcome, when someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned and found himself taken aback by who was there.

"Hey!" she yelled over the music. "What's your name?"

"Ichigo." he replied. "Kurosaki Ichigo. And you, midget?"

He was answered first by a swift kick to the shin and then a smug tone.

"Kuchiki Rukia. Nice to meet you, Strawberry."

"Back at'cha midget."

Another kick in the shin.

"Enough with the 'midget', Berry! Now, why were you staring at me?"

Ichigo bit his tongue. Damn, she saw me.

"I don't know what you mean."

"Don't bullshit me, I saw you as plain as day. Now tell me, why were you staring?"

"Alright, dammit! I've never seen anyone so beautiful before, happy now?"

Rukia was taken aback by the answer and stared at him with confused eyes.

"What was that?" she asked in a more controlled voice than before.

Ichigo turned bright red in realisation of what he had just uttered to this stranger. He wanted to punch himself in the gut for this, but decided to see how his blunder would play out.

"Uh, I said that I think you are, um..."

"Go on." She looked at him with almost pleading eyes.

"...the most beautiful person I've ever seen."

Rukia's cheeks flushed and the red tone in Ichigo's face turned an even deeper shade. He smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head while the shorter woman gradually smirked at him.

"Wow, wasn't expecting to find someone with a matching opinion here." Rukia said, the blush fading. "You wanna dance?"

"Well, since I've already made a complete jackass of myself, sure." Ichigo replied, rewarded for his comment with a cute giggle from the raven-haired beauty.

They smiled as they walked onto the dance floor, the song washing over them, unmistakably the work of Chad Kroeger in the form of Into The Night, but neither really cared, making fools of themselves as if it were second nature.

And then it changed, the song suddenly turning into a slow-paced, couples, lovey-dovey style song that Ichigo instantly felt awkward in. Rukia chuckled.

"Here, follow my lead." she said, pulling his arms around to the small of her back and shoulder while she clung to him.

Ichigo blushed deeply as the girl led him through the routine a few times before he looked down and nuzzled the top of her head while she rested her head on his chest, eyes closed and lips smiling.

"I feel really awkward now." Ichigo whispered in her ear, yes also closed. His comment was rewarded with a cute giggle from the raven-haired girl.

"I could tell." she replied quietly, looking up and into his chocolate pools. Her lavender irises sparkled like water in the moonlight. She whispered to him, "Kiss me."

Ichigo was taken aback and stopped, looking her in the eyes.

"Excuse me?" he said, making sure he wasn't hearing things.

"I said, kiss me, baka." she replied with an edge of sass in her voice. He could tell she didn't mean it in the usual derogatory way, more in a playful way. He smirked at her, leaning downward.

"That's what I thought you said." He leaned forward further, capturing her lips in his.

A spark ignited inside them, their tongues dancing like twin swords in conflict. Everything blurred out around them, and it wasn't until they broke their lip-lock that they became aware of the grins, cheers, wolf-whistles and thumbs up they were getting from all around them.

"Way to go, Kurosaki!"

"Ichigo actually kissed someone?"

"What would Byakuya say, Kuchiki?"

Both of the blushed darkly as they endured the comments and cheek from their friends and school-mates until Ichigo finally grinned goofily and turned to the crowd.

"Ok, show's over, move it!" he said gruffly, but his face reduced the effectiveness of the comment.


By the end of the night, Rukia was stood outside, smiling as she waited for Renji to get the car, when her dance partner came up behind her.

"Yo." he said, smiling. She shook her head in disbelief, smirking all the while.

"Who the hell says 'yo' anymore?" she asked.

"I do, got a problem?"

"Nope, no problem."

"Good. So, I was wondering, do you... eat?" He face-palmed himself as she giggled.

"Yes, I eat food, just like you probably do."

"Yeah, uh, do you want to, I don't know..."

"Are you asking me out, strawberry?"

Ichigo smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

"Yeah, I was trying to, midget." He received a kick but didn't hold it against her. "Well, you wanna?"

"I'll think about it." she replied slyly, chuckling slightly.

"That's not funny, princess." Despite his words, Ichigo smiled.

"Tell you what," Rukia took Ichigo's hand and pulled out a pen from her bag, writing a number on the back of his hand. "Call me later and we'll talk about it."

Ichigo's grin widened.

"Deal." A midnight-blue car pulled up beside them and they embraced once more. "Talk later."

Ichigo kissed the girl on the cheek and opened her door for her. He smiled to himself as he looked up after the car drove off.

Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea, he thought as he walked home, hands in his pockets, a grin plastered on his face.


The End


Alright, a little something I've come up with.

Some may remember my failed previous drabbles list, this isn't like that.

I was going to broad-minded on it to control.

Anyway, I have a few ideas but please let me know your suggestions for Ichiruki prompts.

Next one will be the prompt of 'nightmare'.

For now, please review and so long!