A/N: Hello everyone! It's been a while since I wrote Ichiruki Fics… So here I am again to present to you different stories, different themes… This was for Ichigo's Birthday (Challenge for a day contest) at Bleach Asylum… Please review! I guess the reason that I haven't written one was because of the unsuccessful results from the last Ichiruki Fic that I did last time…So please, in a way I could say that I improved so please review… Anyway, all of these are dedicated to Blueteam101 (hellokitty at BA) for everything…yay! Enjoy!!! ^_^

Moments of Love

"Purr"

Rukia saw a bunch of kittens behind the window of a pet shop…

She continued walking saying, "They're cute. They remind me of someone I know."

"Hmm. And who would that be, huh?" Ichigo glared at her like she knows whom it is and covered his ears.

She shrugged his glare and looked at his current stance. "What are you doing?"

"The bells are annoying. Why should you put those on a kitten? Dammit!" He covered his ears in much force and walked past her just to get away from the noise caused by the feline creatures.

"They are not! I think that those bells reassures the owner on their whereabouts and be disciplined."

"Why do you sound so intelligent lately?" he asked Rukia curiously.

"Shut up. Like I said, it reminds me of someone." She started strolling, few steps behind him.

"Whatever, bitch."

That night…

Ichigo was reading a magazine when out of nowhere, Rukia suddenly wore a choker bell around his neck.

"What are you doing, idiot?!"

"Hold still!"

"Take it off! Why you –"

Rukia finally clasped the choker when Ichigo turned himself around for restrain and made her land on his bed. He was on top of her and the only sounds that he could hear were her pants and the ringing of the bell from the choker she had been forced to wear on him.

"See? You stopped. You're being obedient already." She wheezed.

He smirked at her, "Hn. That's not the cause. I can be a kitten that you want without it."

"Really… Why don't you purr right now?"

"Alright, I will."

Ichigo and Rukia played with each other like kittens playing with their yarns.

Blissful

Kurosaki Isshin did a surprise attack on Ichigo, "Happy Birthday Ichigoooo!!!"
He dodged it as usual and punched him, straight to the face for a feedback to his attack.

"Teme," was what he just said.

"As expected of you, my son! Time had passed so quickly. Masaki would be so proud!"

He's doing his 'smoochiness' over to himself when Ichigo punched him again. "What the hell are you doing, old man?!"

Isshin set his puppy eyes and looked at him, "You're mean! When your sisters greeted you before, you didn't do anything…"

"Of course, I would do nothing! They're not kicking or punching me like you do!"

Ichigo stared at him like a monster ready to eat anyone in his way. Then, Isshin started to get serious as he spoke in monotone and not the jolly one, "Any plans? Perhaps… a date?"

"Shut up!!!" Ichigo kicked Isshin painfully and he cried, "Ouch that hurt!" Blood was oozing out from his nose but he didn't care.

Soon, the door opened, "Ah! Rukia-chan!"

Rukia was astounded that it's like he didn't have an injury after all the commotion. She looked at both of them and told directly, "Kurosaki-san, let ME take Ichigo on a date."

Isshin rejoiced.
Ichigo grinned at her but still was miffed about his father.

Amid

"Rukia, what the heck is this?"

An angry vein appeared on her head, "It's a chappy sand-sculpture, idiot!"

"Not that, this." Ichigo pointed the one beside it.

"It's Nii-sama's! Don't interfere!' Rukia growled.

"It can't be helped," He squatted down and made a fox between them.

"Mine's better."

Inebriated

As Ichigo surfs the net, "Yo, check out Bleach Asylum website."

"What about it?"

"They're celebrating our tandem."
Our Relationship, really…

"Hmm, then we should commemorate too!"

Rukia brought a bottle of champagne, poured it to each of the glass and offered one to Ichigo. "Kampai!"

Why should I drink this?

"Is there something of a matter?" Rukia raised her left eyebrow in question.

"Nothing." Although he shouldn't be drinking this, he watched his drink swirl with the action he's doing on the glass. After a few moments, he drank it anyway.

She chuckled, "You know, I never thought that we could have something like this. The celebration on our daily work as shinigamis, that is. Well, of course, you as substitute shinigami."

Have you even seen their discussions, he thought; he didn't want that to be his reply.
Nevertheless, he opened his mouth, as a result of drinking that champagne.

"What do you mean?" she moved, and went towards to his computer. After some clicks, she saw all of the contents of the site. "Oh my –"

Ichigo wobbily moved beside her; he was a little dizzy from the drink. "I t –ol – d you…"

"I should've offered you champagne. Idiot! Don't drink anymore!" To think that he would be drunk in a short amount of time, Rukia should've brought those.

Ichigo continued moving, intending to be caught under those soft and smooth milky-white arms. She pushed him but he was too heavy and could pass out anytime as well. He had successfully done his plan. They both landed on the floor and stayed for a few minutes before she had the strength to bring him to his bed. All it took was a couple of glasses of champagne.

Aggravation

Kuchiki Byakuya continuously drank his tea, "Kurosaki Ichigo, why are you here?"

"Rukia invited me to come here to taste her homemade goods for a celebration."

"As you know…I…" Byakuya was interrupted upon Rukia's arrival.

Ichigo sniffed, "You really made these?"

"Quiet down. Nii-sama is with us." Rukia glowered and offered the plate in front of them. Ichigo picked the delicacies first; but his hand was slapped by Rukia.

"What the hell are you doing?!" She gazed afterwards to his brother prettily, "Here you go, brother."

Ichigo really didn't mind, he was invited here and he's hungry. Really hungry. Rukia dragged him here so he deserved to taste those first!

He forced to bring his hand to get the food from the plate. He tried to get one more and put in his mouth as Rukia's hands restrained him to do so.

"You can't do that! Nii-sama goes first!"

"What?! I accepted your favor unwillingly; pay me back by eating first, even if this was for your party!"

Later, when they had finally settled down…

"I'm full! Rukia, they're alright for the Kuchiki's party!"

Rukia just pouted at him and glanced at her annoyed brother.

I was supposed to taste those, Byakuya thought with disturbance.

Treatise

Ichigo sat quietly on his seat, thinking deeply about something.

Ever since I met you, I guess that's what you called IT. Dammit. I can't find the right words…

"Ichigo, I can't explain 'destiny', how am I suppose to do this essay? Can I just copy yours?"

Ichigo shouted as he covered his paper, "Of course not, do it yourself!"