You'd fall without me here

Chapter 1~

"I'm bored" Rukia announced for the world to hear, even though there was only one other person present at the time. That special someone quickly turned his head at the sound of her voice.

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" he asked with an annoyed look before returning to his favorite Shakespearian novel.

She gave him a small "Hmph!" before asking, "Don't you humans go out when you're bored or something?"

The book shut with a loud clap. "Where would you like to go?" he asked, huffing out a deep breath he had taken in displeasure. He turned to her, awaiting an answer.

She thought about it before giving up and replied, "I don't know. Where do you go when you're bored?" Rukia glanced at him with a puzzled look.

This made the orange-haired teen think for once. "Usually to eat somewhere, but since it's only breakfast time, I'm thinking the doughnut place down the street." He said, putting the novel back in its rightful place in his bookcase.

"Doughnut place?" Rukia shot him another questioned glare.

"Oh, right. You haven't eaten a doughnut yet, have you?" He asked, reaching past her and pulling on a shirt from his closet.

She waited until his shirt was fully on to respond. "No… why?" she asked him, a bit curious as to what this 'doughnut' thing was. She watched him think of how to explain it.

"You know what, forget it, I'll show you what it is." He reached for the doorknob before remembering a key factor in his escape plan. Isshin. "You feel like playing secret agent today?" he asked her making her give him the most confused look she had put on this morning.

"What're you talking about, Ichigo?" she asked him.

"My dad's still home, remember? He's definitely up at 11:00 am. We'll have to be very quiet to get past him." He explained.

"Okay." Was her only response as she followed him silently down the steps. Ichigo moved his head around the corner and back at Rukia. "The coast's clea-" he was interrupted when his father's feet met his face.

"ICHI-GO!!!!!!!!!!!" Isshin shouted as Rukia looked at them in shock. "Huh?" Isshin turned to see her. "Oh, Masaki! What has happened to our boy?! He's sneaking girls in here!" Isshin shouted to the sky, hoping his deceased wife would hear him.
"Dad!" Ichigo shouted in embarrassment "It's not like that! She came over to study and now we're going to get something to eat! See ya." He yelled, as he grabbed his wallet he had left on the kitchen table and stuffed it in his back pocket. It was then that he took Rukia's hand and ran out the door.

"What was that about?" She asked him as they let go of each other's hand.

"Don't ask." He told her as they past a bookstore.

"Hey! Ichigo! Can we go in there?" She pleaded as she ran

"Uhh… I guess… but don't get too carried away. I know how you are with manga." He replied, opening the door for her (A/N: Aww! ^^ Ichi's such a gentleman!)

"Fine, Fine." Were her last words before she disappeared into the anime/manga section.

"Ugh…." Ichigo sighed as he wondered off to find more of Shakespeare's works.

Rukia's eyes lit up at the sight of all the manga. She browsed through them, until one caught her eye. It was called "Chlorine." Rukia's face had another puzzled look settled on it. "That's a weird name for a manga." At that, she began to read it. "Hey," She began. "This isn't bad!" (A/N: XD It's the Bleach world's version of Bleach. Everyone's gender is changed. Rukia's name is Kira. Ichigo's name is Cho. Orihime's name is Rei. And Uryu's name is Ryu.)

Before she knew it, she was on volume six. Ichigo returned and was eyeing her suspiciously. "What're you reading?" he asked.

"Huh? Oh! It's a manga called Chlorine! It's really good… except Rei likes Cho, who should so be going out with Kira!" Rukia replied, sounding like an obsessed fangirl.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Don't you keep up with pairings in your manga?" She asked, giving him a look of disbelief.

"No. Now, if you're done, let's go. I'm getting kinda' hungry." He replied.

"Ugh…fine." She said, putting back the manga and following him out of the store and down the street.

When they arrived, neon lights greeted them with the name of the doughnut shop, "Handin Donuts." Ichigo said aloud. "I come here a lot for breakfast." He stated, again pulling open the door for the petite shinigami. Rukia walked inside and Ichigo lead her to a table. "So, I'm guessing you have no idea what you want." Ichigo said, looking at Rukia. Her eyes met his and she shook her head. "I figured. I'll just get you what I'm having. If you don't like it, I'll eat it." He replied, walking up to the cashier.

Rukia waited at the table and watched Ichigo until he returned with two drinks and two odd looking pastries."Here," He said, handing her a plate and a drink. "That," he pointed to the drink. ",is Chai Tea." Rukia picked up the cup, but Ichigo's hand around hers and the drink and forced her to put it down. "But, it's hot."

Rukia frowned. "I think I can handle it just fine!" She said, picking it back up to her lips and taking a sip. "Ow!" She winced at the burning sensation on her tongue.

Ichigo rolled his eyes. "What did I just say?"

"Shut up!" Rukia said, sticking out her burnt tongue at him. "Oh, wonderful comeback." He replied, watching her sink down in her seat, pouting. Ichigo sighed. "Are you even going to try your doughnut?" He asking, pointing to it.

She sat back up. "I guess." She said, picking it up.

"It's Boston Crème, so watch out for the-"Rukia paid no attention to him and bit into it, with filling covering her face."-filling…" Ichigo finished too late, reaching for a napkin and handing her one.

"Uhh…" She replied, wiping a spot on her face that was clean. "Where is it?" She asked.

"For the love of-" He stopped himself in mid-sentence, before grabbing the napkin from her, and wiped the icing from her mouth.

A blush came to her face, but she quickly regained herself and bit his finger. "Ow! What the hell was that for?!" He yelled, pulling his finger from her mouth.

"I could've got that myself!" She shouted back.

He threw the napkin at her head. "Well you didn't have to bite me!" He complained, rubbing his hand.

"Whatever…" She mumbled.