More IchiXRuki! Yeah, I know. Wonderful, right? Of course right 'cause you wouldn't be reading this if you didn't love them. Or maybe you just love me, which is highly unlikely because y'all know I got some serious issues. But enough about my issues, you're here for the story. Well, you can read it. Warning: Be afraid. Vampires may be involved in this story, so get used to the idea. I love me some vampires. Enjoy!

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Bleach Blood Lovers

Chapter 1: The Blood Of Ichigo

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"Who do you want me to talk to now?" Ichigo asked his irritating father. It was about the five hundredth time he asked that one question that day. So in simple words he was going to kill his father if he had to ask again.

Isshin saw that his son was about to snap his neck and decided to answer him. "You don't have to talk to her or her brother, you just have to see them. They're old family friends. Well, her brother is, anyway."

"Who are they?" Ichigo asked frustrated. His father was still not getting to the point.

"Oh, you want names?" Isshin asked slyly.

"That's the point of this stupid conversation, isn't it?"

"Yes, I guess so. Anyway, their names are Byakuya and Rukia Kuchiki. They're rich people so be nice when you meet them, okay?"

"Yeah. Sure. Whatever." Ichigo really didn't care he just wanted to get this stupid thing over with. So the disrespect from him would be guaranteed.

"Then let's go," Isshin said, knowing that the longer it took the more his son would be difficult.

"Sure." And they were off to meet the Kuchikis. This was going to be very interesting.

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"Byakuya…." Rukia said to her adopted brother. She was a little nervous to meet some family quittances. Her brother knew the strangest and weirdest people. It made her feel uneasy.

"Yes, Rukia? What is it?" Byakuya asked his little sister. He threw her a small glance and was surprise to see her fidgeting. It wasn't like Rukia to fidget like that, or to fidget at all for that matter.

"These men we're meeting with today….Are they like us?" Rukia asked.

"What do you mean like us? Rich or noble?"

"Well, that's not what I meant. I meant, are they vampires?" Rukia started biting her bottom lip, which was really staring to worry Byakuya.

"They're human. Especially the boy. The father knows about you and I, as for the boy I highly doubt that he knows. I have not met the boy until we meet him today. It will be very interesting for them and us."

Rukia's breath hitched in her throat. Humans? How could her brother let human come to their house? Rukia had serious issues with being anywhere near humans. And those problems consisted of eating the humans she was with. Rukia did have control, but not as much as her brother.

"I can't handle any more humans, brother. Not anymore." Rukia sounded a little less panicked than she actually felt.

"I'm sorry, sister, but they're already in their way here. Go get a quick snack before they come. You still have some time."

Rukia couldn't run away fast enough. She was out of the room in 0.000000000000001 seconds (and that's fast, folks). She needed one long quick meal(and I know that doesn't make much, if any, sense. Just go along with it.)if she was going to deal with humans for some UAT (unidentified amount of time). It was a good thing they kept food in the basement.

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Ichigo and his father had just arrived at the front gates of the Kuchiki mansion(did I forget to mention that earlier? Whoops, my bad). Ichigo couldn't believe they were visiting some more rich people. (Sorry, rich people, but you got more money than I do and that ain't fair.) He really couldn't stand stuck up rich people, and knowing his father's friends these people would be the snobbiest people he ever met.

Ichigo tried not to say, or think, about anything mean as he and his father walked through the gates and up to the big scary-looking mansion-house that awaited just for him. Creepy and scary were huge understatements, but they were they were the best Ichigo could think of at the time.

When they got to the front double doors, Isshin pulled his son to the side for a quick talk. "Ichigo, I know you don't like all of my rich friends, but you needed to be nice to these ones. Okay? I'm not kidding about this, my son. I don't want to lose these friends, too, because you don't like rich people."

"I understand, dad. Don't worry, I'll be a good boy." Ichigo assured his father.

"Riiight. Oh, and don't hit on Rukia. Her brother will kill you if you do." Isshin said, half joking.

"Hey! I won't-" Ichigo was cut off by the loud doorbell his father had just rung. He got ready for the people from Beverley Hills, or the creepy version of it, anyway.

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Rukia had just finished her meal when the doorbell rang. She dashed back upstairs to where Byakuya was waiting for her. He looked at her with horror filling his cold, blue eyes. Their butler was just about to answer the door.

"Rukia, your mouth," Byakuya hissed at his sister. Rukia realized why her brother looked so panicked and wiped her mouth on the sleeve of her white long-sleeved button up shirt. "I'm not getting you another shirt like that." Byakuya said harshly.

That's when the butler opened the door and let Ichigo and Isshin in the house. The two man walked into the room where Byakuya and Rukia were. Rukia had walked over to where her brother was standing, too make sure that nothing would go wrong. She made a very wise decision.

Ichigo was a tall pretty boy. Golden skin and muscular, from what Rukia could tell. Deep warm brown eyes that opposed her icy violet ones. And he had the strangest shade of orange hair as opposed to his father's black hair. Even from across the room, his scent was amazing. Kind of soapy but it had a kind of spicy edge to it, that Rukia just couldn't place. She could also smell his blood that was strong and powerful in a weird way. Rukia just couldn't get enough of that smell.

Ichigo felt like he was in the same kind of trance as he looked at Rukia. She had a small slender body, she was shorter than him. A lot shorter. Black hair like her adoptee brother. Big violet eyes, Ichigo felt like he could stare at those eyes forever and still not get bored. She was wearing that long-sleeved shirt(that I already mention), a black mid-thigh skirt, and black knee-high boots. Man, did this girl have legs, it took Ichigo a little while to get from Rukia's skirt to her boots.

Wow, what's wrong with me? I don't know this chick. It must be her eyes that are making me feel strange, Ichigo thought, looking away from Rukia's eyes. Too bad, he was already starting to like those eyes.

Isshin was the one to break the weird silence that started when they came in the room. "Hi, Byakuya."

"Isshin. My old friend, how have you been?" Byakuya said, following Isshin's example of exactly talking.

"Fine. You?"

"Everything is about the same from the last time we talked." Byakuya looked at Rukia and added, "Well, almost everything. Isshin, I told you about my adopted sister Rukia."

Rukia bowed politely. She had hoped that she could keep her head down so not to looked at Ichigo. No such luck. She knew if she kept her head down they'd think something was wrong with her. And, most important, she was badass Rukia Kuchiki, she didn't take shit from any man, women, or thing. And if Ichigo could act like he didn't care about her, then she could do the same only better.

"Ah, I remember you told me about her when we were on the phone last year. Hello." Isshin said.

"Hello. Nice to meet you," Rukia said with a slight bow of her head. "It's always good meet a old friend of my brother."

Isshin turned to his son. "See? That's called being polite, Ichigo. You should try it some time," he scolded his son.

Ichigo was about to retort, 'cause that was just embarrassing, but Rukia spoke up. "Ichigo?" Ichigo turned his attention back to the slender girl. Without actually looking at said girl he said, " Yeah, that's my name."

Rukia wanted to burst out laughing. His name was Ichigo?! (And Ichigo in Japanese is strawberry in English. Just in case you didn't know.) But Rukia couldn't stop the little giggle that escaped her lips, or the loud laughter that followed it.

Ichigo looked at Rukia then. Mistake. Normally he would have be made at anyone who laughed at his name, but not Rukia. He just couldn't find it in him to be mad at her. Why? Because he thought her laughter was too amazingly beautiful. It sounded so wonderful that he wanted just swim in it.

But Ichigo controlled himself when Rukia controlled herself. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh. I didn't expect your name to be Strawberry. Please forgive me." And then she ran out of the room and into the night (and that's a good song "Into The Night".) As for Ichigo he was too shocked to say any thing. (Poor Ichigo.)

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