Hello people of . I am crazy alligator. Welcome to my story. So, I've noticed lately that there isn't a 100 oneshot fic for RenRuki, and I believe that they deserve one, because they're awesome. ^_^ So, I have decided to write one for them. I would also like to note that they will be in a official relationship in every one of these. And I know that I'm going to get tired of saying this every chapter if I have to, so I'll just clear things up now: There is a 99% chance that none of my fanfics will ever be beta-d, but I will say when and if they are. Anyways, even though I already have my other story, Byakuya's schemes, I'm confidant that I can manage two stories at once and update both at decent intervals. So, here it is.
Chapter 1: Guard Duty
Night Guard duty with Renji. It wasn't the most boring thing she had ever done, but it certainly wasn't the most thrilling, either. It could be fun if they could spend the whole night making out; oh, yes, THAT would be fun. But they couldn't risk it. Even though by this time it was known by the whole soul society that they were dating, if a random shinigami happened to round a corner and discover them, or if there really WAS an attack...she shuddered at the thought. Both outcomes would result in embarrassment and getting into trouble for deviating from their duty, neither of which she wanted to talk over with her brother. So, she was just going to have to live with sitting together and talking, which was quite alright too.
Rukia had just finished getting dressed and was ready to depart when she heard her phone ring loudly. Cursing inwardly, she walked over to her nightstand and picked it up.
"Rukia Kuchiki speaking," she said with a bit of a tone in hopes that the caller would realize she wasn't in the mood for this. Apparently they didn't, because the caller replied with a,
"Oh my god Rukia, I just heard! You and Renji! Oh, you vixen!" squealed Rangiku into the phone. Rukia gaped. Rangiku had just heard about it! She was the gossip queen of soul society!
"Uh, yeah, Rangiku...we're together now," she replied, then quickly added, "But I've gotta go now so-"
"-Ooh, I have so many questions about him!" she interrupted. "I mean, I know some stuff about him, but nothing that his girlfriend would know!"
Rukia sighed. Rangiku was obviously wrapped up in her own little world of wanting to know Renji's secrets, something Rukia had grown accustomed to since a month ago. Every time she passed by any female, shinigami or not, in the hallway, whether she knew them or not, they would stop her and start asking question after question about Renji's personal life, showing her just how popular Renji really was among women, and it was getting increasingly annoying.
"Alright," said Rukia. Rangiku immediately silenced her senseless fangirl babbling to listen. "Are you going to ask how far down his tattooes go, if he is a natural redhead or not, or if he has an extensive collection of sunglasses at his place?" Not surprisingly, those were the most commonly asked questions.
Rangiku was silent, and Rukia could practically see the creeped out expression on her face.
"H-How did you know...?"
"Let's just say I have experience in this field," said Rukia and hung the phone up. The last words she heard before the call ended were, "But, Rukia, you haven't answered my-"click. Rukia hastily exited her room, and when she closed the door she could hear the phone ring yet again. Ignoring it, she continued on.
"Um, Rukia-sama?" questioned a passing servant.
"Yes?" Rukia hid her frustration, not wanting to take it out on the girl.
"I mean this with no disrespect at all, but aren't you going to answer your phone?" she asked.
"There are a number of reasons why I'm leaving the phone to ring," Rukia replied. "Also, I want you to pass on to everyone that my phone is to be left to ring all night, no matter now much the caller calls."
"Hai, Rukia-sama, I understand, but what if it is an annoyance to Byakuya-sama?"
"Just tell him that the person calling is the lieutenant of the 10th division, and he'll allow it to be left ringing," was all she replied with as she walked out the door into the cool night air. She heard the servant call out a "Hai, Rukia-sama!" behind her.
About a mile down the road, Rukia realized that it would've just been a better idea to unplug the stupid phone. She facepalmed. I'm already so far down the road... Rukia was already late, and didn't want to turn around for slight fear that Renji might go crazy and think she'd been kidnapped. Eh...I'll let them figure it out.
Renji's patience was being tested majorly. Rukia had been supposed to be at the sight half an hour ago! He had even gone to the trouble of coming half an hour early in case she was early herself. He wasn't worried about Rukia's safety; she could take down guys three times her size, and it was only half an hour. If I didn't her know better I'd think she had stayed home to do her makeup or something like other girls, he thought. But Rukia wasn't into that kinda stuff, which he was happy about; he was sure that makeup would just hide her naturally beautiful features. Her large violet eyes and pure raven-colored hair that stood out on the pale skin of her face, which was especially beautiful in the moonlight. And it was the most adorable thing ever when she blushed, the bright red totally clashing with her usually calm features, made an even more adorable sight when she would try to hide her face so no one would see.
Renji zoned out into these thoughts of Rukia until he heard a rustle and some footsteps nearby. Jumping up, he put a hand on his zanpakuto.
"Who's there!" Renji knew that he wouldn't have been so high strung if he were paying attention.
"It's just me you idiot, calm down," replied a familiar voice as the very woman he had just been fantasizing about appeared in the light of the moon. Seeing her, of course, was way better than thinking about her.
Renji dropped his guard, forgetting that she was late, and said, "Hey you."
"Hey yourself," she replied, turning so her back was to him, sitting down and criss-crossing her legs, and then turning her head over her shoulder to look at him. "Now are you gonna get over here or am I going to have to guard all by myself?"
He smirked. "You think I'd let you have all the action if there was a real attack?"
"Honestly, no," she said, as Renji sat behind her. They were back to back now, and could feel the slow beating of each others' hearts. "But I bet I could kick your ass, tie you up and throw you in a closet so I could do all the fighting."
Renji snorted. "Please, Rukia. I used to be a part of the 11th division, and once a member is always a member. I can fight."
"Yeah, but I can fight, too," she protested.
"Well, yes, but your half my size," he countered back.
"I've kicked your ass before." Rukia made sure to use examples instead of just pointless argument.
"Yeah, but that's when your scolding me for being an idiot, not in a real fight." Renji himself thought that this sufficed as a reasonable excuse.
"Your always being an idiot, and I would whoop your ass right now if we didn't have a job to do." Rukia was getting irritated quick, which her tone of voice showed, and the two of them were beginning to cross the line between sarcastic, playful mocking and a real argument.
Sensing this and not wanting to instigate further, Renji said, "Calm down, okay, Rukia? It's not like this a serious argument, right?" Renji surprised himself and Rukia; he was usually the hotheaded one that turned small matters into arguments, but this time he was playing peacemaker. It was quite a role reversal, and Renji was pretty sure that part of the reason it upset Rukia was because of their difference in rank, something that he thought was unjust; he himself honestly thought she should be a lieutenant, but didn't feel like going into the reasons why. This matter particularly was one thing he didn't like to remind her of, and he was trying to get on another topic as soon as humanly possible. For good measure, he added,
"You would probably kick my ass anyway." This made Rukia smile. She could tell that Renji was trying hard not to upset her, and decided to follow his lead and change the subject.
"So," she said, raising her hand up as high as it would go to rest on his arm. "Has nii-sama been giving much grief lately?"
"Surprisingly, no," replied the redhead. He felt Rukia's hand begin to "walk" down his arm, her middle finger and index finger acting as the legs. "No lectures, no evil glares, not even any extra paperwork. I think he was serious when he said he approved of our relationship."
"Of course he was," said Rukia. "Surely you, of all people, should know that, popular to contrary belief, nii-sama has real emotions and a beating human heart. You do know about Hisana, right?"
"Yeah." Rukia had only told him about her a milliom times, but he didn't mind really; he liked to be reminded that the man who served directly above him wasn't made of stone. Renji also often wondered how his taicho could get up and go to work every day with the looming memory of his wife hanging around. He himself certainly didn't know what he would do if Rukia died. He knew one thing, if she did, god forbid, leave this world, then his own would shatter. He didn't even want to think about the notion, let alone imagine it happening in detail.
These thoughts drifted away from him, though, when Rukia's hand finished it's downward path on his arm, reaching his own hand and twining their fingers together tightly. Renji squeezed back, again, and certainly not for the first time, noting their size difference, and consequently, the difference in the sizes of their hands. His were gigantic and calloused, while hers were tiny and delicate. It really did amaze him, sometimes, how small she looked. The fact was often out-shined by her dominate personality, though, and the only times when she really seemed as small as she was to him were the times when she let down her walls and allowed her sadness and pain out, becoming vulnerable. Her amount of sadness and loneliness(part of which he blamed on hismelf), though, was decreasing more and more as time went on, something which he couldn't be happier about. He noticed that she was smiling more everyday, too, a sure sign of what he knew.
"Oi, Renji," she said, suddenly.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"Look at the moon." Renji did, and saw that it was full.
"It's so pretty, isn't it?" Rukia loved full moons; they stood out on the pure black of the night sky so beautifully and were even more highlighted by the twinkling stars that surrounded them. To her, the image of a full moon night was perfect.
Renji thought about making a cheesy comment like, "Not as pretty as you," but knew that Rukia didn't go for corny stuff, so instead he concurred with her, that, yes, the full moon was pretty. He added afterward,
"Getting tired yet?"
"Oh please, of course I'm not *yawn* ti-" Rukia slapped a hand over her mouth. Dammit! That idiot just had to go and mention getting tired, hadn't he?
"You're not tired, you say?" he asked, smirking, which Rukia could tell he was doing without even looking.
"U-Urusai, you idiot, I wasn't tired until you brought it up!" she snapped, pissed off that he had gone and made her all sleepy.
"Hehe, sorry," he said, amused that she was so pissed at him. "But to tell you the truth, I'm not the most energetic right now, either." And it was the truth, for Renji could feel his eyelids getting heavier by the minute.
Rukia had a similar feeling, she was so sleepy and so ready to just go home and crash.
Both of their heads began nodding up and down, and they were struggling to keep their eyes open. This went on for a while until the powerful influence of sleep overcame them both, and they slept like that all night, backs leaning against each other and hands interlocked.
Byakuya made his way down to the place where Renji and Rukia were on guard duty to tell them that it was morning time now, that they could return to their normal posts at their respective divisions.
What he found surprised him. Renji and Rukia were slumped against each other sleeping, their hands encased in the hand of the other, with utterly peaceful looks on their faces. A small smile lit his features. It truly did warm his heart, the fact that the two of them were so happy together. Pulling senbonzakura out of its' sheath, he uttered the words,
"Scatter, Senbonzakura." The sword decimated into several shards of cherry blossoms, but instead of ripping an enemy up like they was usually used for, the cherry blossom petals flew right by the sleeping couple, creating a wind to wake them. The sword quickly reformed and Byakuya flash stepped away so as not to be discovered.
Rukia and Renji awoke with a start.
"Shit, we fell asleep!" exclaimed Rukia, jumping up into a standing position.
"Oh, crap, you're right!" agreed Renji, also standing up. The two shinigami looked at each other for a minute and then set off as fast as they could toward their divisions.
END OF CHAPTER 1
Ah, yes, the first chapter of many...thank you to all who read, I would like to know what you think! Also Bleach is not mine, it is Tite Kubo's. Go RenRuki!