HI guys...So anyways I've really gotten into bleach in the last few weeks already watched 72 episodes so I decided to write a ichiruki fic b/c I think they diffinately need to do the dirty XD so here it is... enjoy and review!!!!
Rukia sat in her studio waiting for her band members to arrive for practice. "I wannna girrrl with lips like morphinnnne." her phone sang as she picked it up.
"Renji, where are you guys at? We need to practice for that show tomorrow!" she said sounding all the more frustrated that he had called her.
"Well we'd have already been there if it wasn't for this crowd standing outside of you duplex, or have you not been out of your house this morning or listen to the news. You have a new housemate." he replied hanging up the phone as she looked out the window and barely made out her band mates as they waved to her. 'this had better be damn good' she thought to herself as she grabbed some food and knocked on the door connecting her apartment to his.
"What do you want! I'm trying to move in!" he yelled in a thick brittish accent which made Rukia weak at the knees, but with that she only knocked harder. "Bloody hell, can I get any peace around this place." he said opening the door. He looked down at her. She was the most beautiful petite girl he had ever seen in his life next to Cristina Scabbia. "What do you need love?" he asked calmer than he opened the door. He had no shirt on and his body was glorified with just the right amount of muscles. Rukia knew exactly who this man was. He was the lead singer of Flashcry. Rukia had seen them countless times when she was a teenager but she was stunned that he was actually sharing a duplex with her.
She held up the plate of food and said, " I figured you might be hungry, and a home made meal is a lot better than take out. And I kinda need your fans to leave, my bandmates can't get in the house to practice and we have a show tomorrow….."she was cut off by him as he grabbed her and put her on his back and walked outside. When the door opened people grew into a frenzy, and she just pointed to one person, Renji. "They're with him, the one with the spiky red hair." she pointed out and he pushed threw the crowd like it was nothing, every time he let go of her luscious soft leg she would squeeze his waist tighter and for some reason he liked it. But he didn't even have her name. Renji grabbed Rukia's hand and the others grabbed onto Renji as Ichigo dragged them all into the duplex. He was hoping that the fans would be gone already but it figured it would be like this with him coming to finish his last year of college that he put off so he could go on tour. Unlike him Rukia was only nineteen and almost done with school. He wanted to know who this mystery girl was that didn't faint at seeing him. Besides that he wanted to thank her for a good meal. He had been eating take out since he was 22 and it was about time he had a good home cooked meal. It wasn't too long and he called Urahara and asked him.
"Man, this had better be good." he said sounding frustrated that he was interrupted.
Ichigo had to think of how to word this properly, he figured that Yourichi was probably growing mad too. "Who is the girl that shares the duplex with me?" he asked and Urahara looked stunned.
"Kurosaki I will find out for you but you must be patient… All I know is that her name is Rukia Kuchiki. Now will you leave us alone!" he said hanging up the phone and all Ichigo heard was a voice of and angel.
Missippi in the middle of a dry spell, Jimmie Rogers in the Vitrola on high. 'Is that her?' he thought listening to the voice and the band, Up in Memphis Music's like a heat wave.
Ichigo walked to the door and opened his side and looked into her kitchen. Her living room was decorated in rock memorabilia and then he paid attenition to that angelic voice again, Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that will be you to your knees Black Velvet if you please. If you please. He stood in awe as she sang the last few notes and quickly moved to a different song. He had to leave soon, because he didn't want any one to notice that he was standing in her apartment listening to her singing. He rushed into his apartment and began unpacking with her on his mind and leaving the door open to hear her voice as long as possible.
Rukia finished singing what would be their final song in the show and looked at Renji, "Renji please don't fuck up your voice before tomorrow night. We need it to sing the last song." she said as she turned off the equipment.
"I know Rukia I know I promise I won't do anything stupid to do that okay." he replied as he walked out the door and left her to her thoughts. She walked into the bathroom and ran the hot water until her tub was a good ways full and stripped down and slowly lowered herself into the tub letting the steam relax her and she meditated letting everything that had made her mad in the last few days go away. When she finished she dried off with a towel and put on a silk robe and sat down on the couch and fell asleep watching tv. Ichigo noticed that she was shivering and he couldn't help but go put a blanket over her. He walked back into his apartment and closed the door. The one thing she doesn't need on her mind is thinking that there is some pervert living next door to her, he thought as he finished unpacking the last bit of boxes.