Your cute when your angry

I don't own Bleach

Oi, I finally have micro word. So I can correct my spelling, and you lovely people wont have to endure the pain of my mistakes, and possibly hurt your eyes.

Summary: Rukia and Ichigo have a wonderful way of pissing each other off, its rather funny. But They also have a way of surprising each other as well.

HellionKyou

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Chapter one

Kuchiki Rukia, awoke from another one of her fantasy dreams. Of chappy and other strange bunnies running around. And also…Ichigo. She didn't know when, she began to love him. She just knew that she did, and picturing her life without him, just seems bleak and boring. Although should would never admit that to him. Quickly getting dressed and opening the closet door a crack to maybe see a glimpse of him with his shirt off. Sadly he was fully dressed. She then opened the closet fully and jumped out of her closet.

"Rukia, damn bitch, where is my shirt?" He snapped.

Her once pleasant face, now turned to mad. "Don't call me a bitch…you bastard"

He walked over to the closet and opened it, to find his shirt on her pillow, but neatly folded. He snatched it. "Stop stealing my cloths, you want to borrow something you ask, you just don't take it"

"Does that go the same way with Yuzu, shall I just go ask her, so that way your whole family will know I am a shinigami,living in your closet?"

Freezing for a moment, he started again. "No…jut with my stuff"

"Oh so its ok to take other people stuff as along a its not your?" Rukia smiled inside she loved to make him mad, he was so cute. He would huff and puff, and cuss her out, although, that part was rather annoying and hurt some. But all in all, Ichigo was hot when he was upset.

"Yes…I… mean no…I mean…it's just…STOP MESSING WITH MY HEAD YOU DAMN BITCH, YOUR PISSING ME OFF!" He screamed.

Rukia, couldn't help it, she let out a small giggle.

"Why the hell are you laughing, its not funny, do I look amused, no. So stop laughing!" Ichigo rambled . Rukia laughed once more.

"Ok, I give what the hell is so funny, Rukia?"

She looked up at him, and gave her a rare smile of her own. Not one of though fake ones she gives to stranger and classmates. She revealed an actual smile to him. With a slight giggle she began "You know, your cute when your angry"

Ichigo was speechless, he had no idea what to say. Thought wandering through his head Did she really say that, does she really…no it's probably a trick…but that smile….it's true…god damn Ichigo, just kiss her…wait what?…She's my closet pervert, I can't do that. Wait what did I just call her?.

"Wake up Ichi, drifting off his a turn off."

"Oh really, is it now" He said, bending down to her level he pressed his lips against her, he responded, after her moment of shock.

He pulled away and gave her a true smile.

"Your even cuter when you smile" She added still zoned out from the kiss.

"Your cute too, my little closet pervert"

"Your closet wh…" He cut her off, with his lips.

End

Je ne

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Ok that was it. May of sucked, and rather pointless, but I just thought of it, but Still working on other fic's but since I have a wandering mind, and it goes just about every where in the land of fantasy. So basically I have a very creative imagination, and a lot of it is tragic. Lol :D

So… RnR, flame if ya wanna, I'll just ignore it.

Until next time,

HellionKyou