Hi all! So this is my firstfanction ever. I decided to write this story about Renji and Rukia... I completely love the two of them together. And who can forget the irrepressible Bya-chan?

Please read and review...

Hope you enjoy reading this as much as I've enjoyed writing it :D

The buttery sunshine poured through the window, causing the redheaded man to groan and pull the covers further over his head. Abarai Renji cursed hoarsely; his usual mellifluous baritone had lost its richness from last night's drinking. " Kosaaaa! Can a man get no sleep around here!" He stretched languidly and his tattered t-shirt rode up to reveal a toned, taut midriff. He tied his messy mop of crimson hair into a pineapple-like sculpture on the top of his head. He struggled his way out of the tangle of sheets that were draped on his bed ,and now on the floor too, and stumbled toward the bathroom. The bathroom door slammed violently…. Shinigami on the other side of the barracks took that slam as a Yachiru- is-on-the-loose-alert…And hastily slammed their doors shut too.

" I am NEVER EVER drinking with you again Kira," muttered Renji sourly to his close friend. " This hangover has come straight from the depths of hell. And to make matters worse, I have to go face the Taichou first thing! That man has the nose of the sniffer dog…. He can smell sake which hasn't even been brewed yet!"

Kira let out a low chuckle. " That's what you say every weekend Renji… EVERY damn weekend!"

" Yeah yeah…. This time it's for real! Anyway duty calls!" Renji jogged slowly away, still cursing. The running was not helping his aching head; every step he took made his head pound even more fiercely. He thought about the reason for the unceasing drumbeat going on in his head. Last night he and the usual suspects had been out drinking sake until dawn. Spurred on by the irrepressible Matsumoto, they had drunk themselves into a stupor.

Still caught up in thoughts of last night, Renji didn't notice the small woman standing near him, until she elbowed him HARD in the ribs. " OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW," he bellowed. " WHAT THE HELL! RUKIA!" The mischievous imp had the nerve to grin at him after nearly puncturing his lung? Bitch…. I am going to wipe that effin smirk off that face!

" Sashiburi ne Renji?" Rukia grinned up at him. " Between your duties and your drinking I've hardly seen you lately! And when I do see you then you have the nerve to bump into me?" A smile lurked in the corners of her mouth.

" Shut the hell up you imp! I'm already suffering enough in case you can't see! Don't you have work to do or summin girl…instead of harassing me?" Renji grimaced. For a midget….this bitch is dangerous. Those damned eyes are dangerous…. " Anyways Rukia, you should join us sometime you know, a lil drinking never heard anyone… Maybe it would take the stick outta your ass you know? Or loosen it at the very least." He smirked. Cockily.

" Oh Renji, I could never outdrink a big, strong man like you," she simpered, her voice dripping with honey so sweet that it made him want to throw up last night's leftovers.

" Nah Ru, come out with this big, strong man! We're going out tonight to celebrate...There's…something sort of special about today."

" Baka, that's the reason I was standing around here, waiting for you…. Happy birthday Big-Strong- Man-Chan!" She showed him a box that she had been hiding behind her back, and gently placed it in the palm of his hand. " Happy Birthday Ren," Rukia repeated softly.

" Aw, baka, you shouldn't have…" Renji untied the silky red ribbon from around the box and slowly lifted the lid. He saw a photo of him and Rukia smiling together, in academy uniforms. The photo wasencased in a thick mahogany frame. She was leaning into him, and his arm was draped around her considerably shorter frame. Both of them wore wide carefree grins which stretched from ear to ear. Renji's red hair was standing up on end and was singed black at the ends. Renji was laughing down at Rukia, and she in turn was smiling up at him, pointing at his hair. " This was the day after kido practice… You were the worst out of all of us; I still remember how you shot that Bakudo spell straight at yourself," Rukia chortled.

That smile…. Too fuckin dangerous… " Aww Ru, thanks, I love it. Even though I still look way better than you." Without warning, he enveloped her into a hug and held her soft body tightly against his hard one. He never wanted to let her go. Never. He smiled when he felt her hands encircle his own waist and grip him hard. She's so damn beautiful too… Shit…

A loud cough suddenly shattered the silence and Renji and Rukia hurriedly jumped apart. Byakuya, conjured out of thin air, stood there, maintaining his usual manner of dignified silence. A sudden breeze blew his scarf and ruffled his thick black mane. His expression was stoic and as unreadable as ever he appraised the sight of his sister and his lieutenant who stared guiltily back at him…

So that's the pilot... will Bya-chan blow his top? Or will he go and join the group hug? Find out in the next chapter...

Please review! I'd love to hear what you think~