Untitled for now Chapter 1: Ten Grand?, a bleach fanfic

A/N: Hey everyone, this is a new story I'm writing its IchigoXRukia. one of my favorite couples from the series Bleach.

Disclaimer: The characters of Bleach do not belong to me. This story is just for my enjoyment, and hopefully others also!

A/N : As always please read and review, flames are welcome , critiques greatly appreciated!

"You think you can do it?

"I don't see why not. It's pretty much what you do just not in a bar."

"This is two different things, I am a hostess, what you are talking about could be considered prostitution."

"I don't see any difference honestly."

She sighed pushing her hair back "I entertain men with conversation and my beauty, I do not sleep with them."

"Who says I am going to?" she stood setting her cup down then turning back to her friend, "Look, I really need the money."

"And I told you I would give it to you."

She shook her head, "I wouldn't be able to take it. I just can't accept borrowing money."

Best friend or not she couldn't do it, she hated to be in debt and that was exactly why she hadn't opted on getting student loans. Her father was helping her pay for it, he had put aside her mother's insurance money but now it was gone with only two more semesters to go. She had a job but it didn't pay damn near enough to cover school and her share of the rent. She thought about moving back with her father but gas alone would kill her.

"Just forget I mentioned it." She picked up her laptop to leave.

Rangiku sighed, "Wait Rukia, are you really serious about doing this?"

Rukia nodded, for her future, she would have to be.

"Then if you won't let me lend you money let me help you. I might be able to get you a job at 'Kitty's'."

"You think so?"

"No guarantees but I'll try."

"OK well until then I still need to figure something out."

"OK, what was your plan?"

She opened her laptop to a word file and handed it to Rangiku.

"Are you lonely?" She glanced up at a friend.

"Keep going."

She shrugged her eyes scanning the page.

~ Are you lonely? Missing female companionship, but don't have the time to go out and date? I have the perfect solution for you, hire me as your girlfriend…I'll come to your house and make you dinner, have meaningful conversations about whatever you choose. Go out with you to functions or just hang out when you are bored.

This is not an ad for sex, I will not be sleeping with you, there are far more qualified girls for that on here. Thanks for your time. ~~~

"Girlfriend? You are crazy!" She looked at her friend as if she had lost her mind, "No one is going to pay you to just hang out with them."

"They pay you to..." she glanced knowingly at her friend.

"Touché, but still what kind of guys do you expect to respond to this?"

"Lonely guys duh, if I charge like a hundred for a few hours I think I could make decent money on my off time from work."

"Ok...first off, you're missing something, you need a description of yourself. Also, I don't think you should put up pictures. Here let me fix it for you." She busily typed away on the laptop, glancing up every now and then at her. "Ok, I kept most of it but added a few lines."

Attractive female, pint-size at 4'9, black hair with beautiful violet eyes. Slender and petite I can be the type of girl you like. Shy and quiet, nerdy gamer or sexy siren when we are together it's all about you.

Please don't get this wrong, this is not an ad for sex, as a girlfriend I will provide all the emotion support and fun of one, without the hassle of trying to impress someone new. Without having to worry about how you look in her eyes, or if she finds your jokes stupid. This could be good for new guys just starting to date, that might need feedback on themselves or seasoned professionals that just want a night out with a beautiful young woman.

If you are just looking for sex please don't respond, there are far more qualified girls for that on here. Thanks for your time. ~~~

"Oh wow," She wanted to high five her, "that sounds awesome, damn didn't know you had word skills."

Both girls laughed, "Not just beauty here." She winked. "Now that we have the post, do you have any good pictures to respond with?"

"Yes, I took some earlier." She fumbled around her laptop for a second bringing up three pictures.

Matsumoto shook her head disapprovingly, "those will not work."

She frowned, "why not? I think I look attractive."

"No, you're trying to sell yourself, body and face; you're neither smiling nor showing your assets."

She glanced down at her chest, "what assets?" she wasn't tall and shapely with legs for days and breasts the size of melons.

"Just because you're petite doesn't mean you don't have any charms; you just have to learn to use them. Your hair, for instance, wear it down and your face is naturally beautiful. You don't really need makeup, maybe just some lip gloss." She sighed taking her friends hand "come on, I'll give you a quick makeover."

An hour later, she stared at herself in the mirror. Quick hadn't been the right word, but she did look a hell of a lot different. As much as she hated to admit it Rangiku had done an awesome job. Her lips looked rosy against her pale skin, the skin tight dress she wore made her breasts seem a lot bigger. Surprisingly, she looked like arm candy.

"Ok now, for the pictures, stand over there. Smile wide!" She took a couple of snaps, "Now act innocent," the flash went off a few more times. "Awesome these are way better, don't you think?"

She nodded marveling at the beautiful girl staring back at her.

"Ok now let's put up your post and see if we get any responses."

She nodded going to Craiglister. She set the post up and sat back, "I'm really doing this."

Her friend nodded, "Yea that's what you wanted right? Anyways let's go get something to eat, I'm starving."

"Ok."

~~~Hours later~~~

She lay dejectedly, she had yet to get any responses. As much as she thought this plan would work, she might have to put off finishing school until she could save up some money. It was summer so she still had a few months, but she couldn't make that kind of money so fast. She sighed, turning in bed. She couldn't even fall asleep! Her mind was a mixed up jumbled mess of anxiety and apprehension. Maybe she could file for student aid for the last two semesters, as much as she hated it she might have to.

The bright rays of the sun awoke her. She rambled out of bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Rukia glanced at her cell phone, she still had a few hours until she had to report for work. She swiped away each notification until her email popped up. She sat back on the bed grabbing her laptop and going to her email.

She had received several responses. She smiled but didn't get her hopes up. The kind of people that frequented Craiglister were usually looking for a quick thing with no strings attached. As she read the replies and cringed at the penis pics, it seemed as if all she had managed to bait were perverts.

She was halfway through when she came upon one that looked promising.

Hello, I read your post on Craiglister. You might just be what I am looking for. I am a middle-aged man, with little friends. The ones I do have are married and don't really have the free time I do. I like to go out to eat, and the opera. I enjoy the beach on the weekends and movies snuggled on the couch. If you are still available, I would like to employ you. Please respond back with your rate.

Thanks, Edward Kane.

There was a picture attached and just as he sounded, he looked like a normal Joe. She checked that email putting it in the save folder. She continued down the list to the last one.

I read your ad on Craiglister, I'm ashamed to say I was actually browsing it. As you mentioned I am in need of a girlfriend, but I do not have the time to actually look for one. I need one girl I can show up at company parties with. A woman that would be indispensable, available whenever I need her. I am not interested in sexual favors; I get those without even trying. I will not be attaching a picture but I do expect you to if you do accept. I don't care what your rate is as long as you can appear as a prim and proper lady with knowledge of the upper class.

No name was attached and as much as she wanted to delete it, she didn't. She finished the rest of responses and went back to the two she had saved. Edward seemed like a normal guy that really did need the company, and he actually sounded like he was going to be fun. The second guy seemed bossy as hell without the decency of giving her a name. Unlike Edward though, he was willing to pay, she wondered just how much. She sighed now for the replies.

"Thank you for responding to my ad Edward. My rates are as followed: 100 per five hours of normal activity. If I need to dress to impress it will be 125. You can choose what we do and I will do it to the best of my ability. I've attached a few pictures. Thank you for your consideration."

"Thank you for responding to my ad my rates are as followed: 100 per five hours of normal activity. If I need to dress to impress it will be 125. As mentioned in my ad, I can be anything you need me to be. I am available all the time, just a phone call away. Thank you for your consideration."

She sighed closing her laptop and getting ready for work.

~~~~~that evening~~~~

She shrugged off her jacket, collapsing on the couch. It had been extremely busy that night. The only good thing she had made a bunch of tips. She sat for a while before going to her closet and stuffing her tips in her tuition jar.

She grabbed her laptop and settled down again with a cup of tea. With a bit of trepidation, she opened her inbox, there was just one reply.

"I think you might be selling yourself a little short, you are really beautiful, I would like to meet to set some ground rules. If you are still interested, I will be having dinner at nine at Che'le. Just say you are the guest of Mr. Kurosaki."

Rukia glanced down at her watch it was 7:30, she jumped up rushing to the shower. She got out dressing fast then glanced at herself in the mirror. Sexy wasn't what he had wanted so she donned a jacket, covering up her breasts and put her hair in a bun. She looked a lot more appropriate, this would have to do. She grabbed her clutched and sped out the door.

It was 9:10 when she pulled up to the restaurant, immediately the valet came to the door and opened it. "Thanks," she said handing him the keys. She had never heard of this place, maybe she should have done some research. It was immaculate. She walked rather slowly taking in everything. If he could afford to eat dinner here, then he definitely could afford to pay her.

"Ma"y I help you?"

"Yes, I'm Mr. Kurosaki's guest."

The usher nodded, "Ah yes, come with me." She followed behind him silently keeping her awe to herself. Never before had she seen such a posh place.

"Mr. Kurosaki your guest has arrived." The attendant left her standing there and she felt vulnerable as she stood in front of her mystery date.

He stood, holding his hand out for her to shake. She took it hesitantly, "sit."

She did so laying her clutch next to her.

"Lose the jacket."

She nodded unbuttoning it and setting it on top of her clutch.

"That's better." He leaned back in his seat and stared at her. She too took this moment to give him a once over. He was tall and quite handsome. His eyes were piercing amber with a top of fiery hair. She glanced down at the menu. She was aware of his eyes still on her.

"I'm Rukia K..."

"I'm quite aware of who you are Ms. Kuchiki. What I'm not aware of is your motive for selling yourself."

"Well, Mr. Kurosaki..."

"Ichigo if you please." His eyes set firmly on her as he sipped his drink.

"Well, Ichigo…I need the money fast and I thought I would get lucky."

"Not what I asked Rukia."

"I need tuition money and fast. I only have two semesters left and my funds have run out."

"And naturally you decided to join the oldest profession?"

"No," she shook her head a frown on her glossy lips, "I'm not sleeping …"

"I would hope not." He laughed setting down his drink.

Rukia crossed her hands over her small chest, her frown still firmly in place. What had she actually expected speeding there? That her prayers would be answered? She laughed to herself, "I see that this isn't going to work Mr. Kurosaki, thank you for your time." She grabbed her purse to get up.

"Ten thousand dollars for two months."

She stopped in her tracks staring at him. His face was as solemn as a priests. He stared at her his eyes gesturing her to return to her seat, which she did.

"I'm not sleeping with you."

"I've told ya before I can get it free whenever I want, I don't need to pay for sex, besides," he made a show of glancing her over, "you aren't what I usually go for. I like my woman with tits and ass. Which you are severely lacking, in both departments I might add."

Her face went red, incensed at his words, "there's no need to ridicule." She shot back.

"My apologies." He didn't look one bit sorry though, "My father has decided to drop in, and I'm at that age in his mind to be settled down. You are perfect in that sense, you're reasonably good-looking, intelligent with good mannerism, he would love you."

"You want me to date your father?" she stared at him incredulously.

He chuckled, "No I want you to pose as my girlfriend so he will stop trying to set me up."

"Oh." Rukia muddled over it for a while, ten thousand was more than enough to pay with some change left over. He was cute so why didn't he already have a girlfriend to play this part? She wanted to ask him but thought better of it.

"Ok tell me what you expect for ten thousand so there aren't any surprises further down the road."

"As your ad stated I just want you to be available to me whenever necessary. There will be a lot of times where we will go to parties with my friends and my father. All in all, it should be the quick way you're looking for, that is if you accept."

She stared at him, it seemed a little too good to be true, but if she took his word for it, he didn't need anything from her but to be a doting girlfriend in front of his father. She could do that.

"Ok, I accept."

He smirked, "Good choice." He handed her a briefcase "I want you to memorize that, it's everything you need to know about your new boyfriend."

She nodded, "should I make one for you?"

"Not necessary" he stood, "enjoy the rest of dinner."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Yes?"

"You're reasonably attractive; you have money so why don't you actually have a girlfriend?"

"You really had to add that reasonably didn't you?"

She smiled, but said nothing, he had taken his jabs at her. It was only fair for her to get one in.

"As I said before my usual women aren't marriage material, much less girlfriend material. They are the ones you show off, fuck until you get enough then dump. I need someone with a little bit of class. Someone that my father will think is appropriate."

She frowned, "fair enough I suppose," she stood also grabbing her stuff. "I look forward to working for you, Ichigo." She smiled and walked out.

~~~~~~~next day~~~~~

Rukia rolled out of bed, still tired. She had returned late last night and desperately wanted to sleep but her body was being defiant. She dragged herself to the shower. When she stepped out she felt a lot better. As she made breakfast, then sat down to eat she stared at the briefcase.

She wanted to open it but, Ran made her promise not to until she got home. She sighed picking at her eggs, curiosity killing her. She jumped when her doorbell . normal activity. If I need to dress to impress it will 125. You can choose what we do and I will do it as She ran to open it dragging her friend to the kitchen.

"Can I open it now?"

"Sure" she stepped back just in case.

The briefcase opened with a click and a neat stack of paper came into view alongside an envelope marked $2,000. She opened that first and sure enough, a fat stack of Benjamin's greeted her. She laid it on the table and Matsumoto counted it.

She sifted through the pages, all seemed to be information about him.

"Well Rukia, regretting this yet?"

"No, actually I like a challenge, besides I can be a very convincing actress." She winked at her friend sitting down with one of the sheets. Matsumoto shrugged grabbing a page also.

An hour later, they were still at it. "Ok, later Rukia. This is not how I planned to spend my weekend."

Rukia sighed, "it's not like you have anything else to do."

Matsumoto sat back down dejectedly "you're right, I'm off today."

"Well then help me finish."

Another hour or so and they had finally finished. "He actually sounds like a decent guy," Matsumoto said setting down her last sheet.

Rukia laughed, "He's not, believe me. Anyways, he's not really my type."

Matsumoto held up his picture, "this is not your type? " she laughed, "if you say so. " she sobered up quickly, "look Rukia if there's one piece of advice I want you to follow is don't put your emotions into it. Treat it like any other job you're being paid to do OK? Take it from me a one- sided love is not pleasant."

"Don't worry I've already locked away my heart and thrown away the key. Besides in no uncertain terms he let me know he's not interested in my body."

Matsumoto nodded "OK Rukia." She side glanced her friend, "I bet there's something even you haven't thought about yet."

"And that is...?"

"Renji."

Rukia glanced up as if she had suddenly remembered she had a boyfriend. "Umm…"

Matsumoto stood, "Ok, I'm done I want no more part in this Rukia. I won't have him asking me any questions for which I would have to lie."

"I didn't forget; I have everything thought out already. I told him I'm going back to visit some relatives for the summer, so I won't be able to see him." Rukia had to scramble to come up with that one. She and Renji had been together for just four months and they seemed to be getting along pretty fine. She liked him and he seemed to be invested in her too.

"Ok then, the next thing I have to point out is your clothes. No offense but you'll need a new wardrobe if you're going to be some big shots girlfriend."

Rukia glanced down at the plain tee and shorts she was wearing, "I think I'll be OK."

Matsumoto giggled, "really Rukia that's what you're going with?"

She rolled her eyes at her friend, Ms. Extreme fashionista, but that wasn't her. She was the plain Jane of the bunch and that's exactly how she liked it. "Anything I can say to get you off my back?"

"Only that you will go with me…"

Rukia hung her head. "I guess I have…" her cell phone interrupted her. She glanced around, spotting it on the table, "Hello?"

"Rukia meet me tonight at 8, same place as last night."

"I'm sorry, who is this?"

"Ichigo."

Rukia glanced at Matsumoto, she was sure she hadn't given him her phone number, "How did you get my number?"

He laughed, "you're my girlfriend remember?" She could hear his inaudible sigh, "Have you finished memorizing the information I've given you?"

"You gave it to me last night Ichigo I couldn't possibly…"

Again a deep sigh of annoyance, "Do not show up late, dress as if you are meeting the President." He hung up.

"Now can we go shopping?"

Rukia frowned at her but nodded, she hadn't expected her services to be need so soon. She hadn't even had the time to get used to the idea much less him. She was the one that signed up for this after all. Besides ten thousand dollars was very motiving.