Author's note: Another one shot. There are two OCs mentioned here, which are not mine. I was able to write the two OCs in with convent of muns. I do not own Ichigo or Rukia.
They were all over each other, perhaps not in the same way as other people who were in the pair's situation. For most it would the guy with his hand on her butt, or her boob or on her thigh. But, not Ichigo. Although, he did want that peachy ass, he wasn't the kind of guy to objectify women. Especially if that woman was Rukia Kuchiki. Since that day at the beach the two had been closer physically, but not by much. He would have his arm around her shoulders, or a hand on her head and maybe an arm around her waist now and then. The banter would never end.
They were at the public pool, a decent amount of people where there other than the quartet. It had been one of those Sundays the group would assign for catching up and just hang out.
She strode past him, her hips swaying side to side as if to tease him. He would sneak a glance or two at her in her bikini and she knew it. She loved to do that to the boy who proclaims that he is innocent. A saint, if you will.
Ichigo sat at the pool benches brooding, he didn't like what the ravenette was doing, teasing. Also the fact that all the other guys in the pool were staring at her didn't help much either. The ginger looks around trying to find his two other friends, Retsu and Kyoto, who seemed to have ran off somewhere to do god knows what.
A splash in the water brought him back to reality.
"Come on, Ichigo, get in the water," Rukia hummed as she swam around.
The ginger opened his mouth to protest, until he saw the lustful looks the guys were giving the petite Soul Reaper, "Alright, fine," he smirked as he took off his shirt, gaining stares from the women and envious ones from the men, and jumped in the water.
She smiled when the ginger jumped in, slightly surprised by the boy's compliance. Rukia closed her eyes and dunked her whole body in the water, letting herself sink a bit, she enjoyed the muffled sounds the water brought.
A hand cups her cheek. A small wave of panic ran through her, but subsided as she recognized the touch. Her eyes sill closed she put her hand up to the one that caressed her, softly nuzzling her cheek in his palm. Then, before she knew it, her lips were pressed against the other's. Her eyes shot open in the water; finding a set amber hues looking into her violet ones with an intense gaze. Kissing him back, she closed her eyes and ran her fingers through his orange spikes that swayed with the water. Once the embrace ended the two swam back up to the surface for air.
"Well, that was -ah," the raven haired girl stammered, he got her. She was the one doing the teasing, trying to get to him. Yet, here she was flustered by a kiss from the carrot top. Rukia looked away from the ginger, her face flushed and a pout forming on her lips.
After floating around for a little, the two went back to the benches, "Today is really nice, isn't it?" Ichigo asked, his arm around her waist as they sat.
Rukia didn't answer him, her gaze cast on the floor.
Ichigo scowled in concern, "Rukia…? You okay…?" was kissing her a mistake? Was it just him being selfish, doing something she wished he didn't? He lowered his head to her trying to get a glimpse of the girl's face. Looking for an answer.
Seeing her chance, Rukia grabbed the ginger's face and forcefully pressed her lips to his. Ichigo's eyes widened in surprise. Though, without another thought he kissed her back. Rukia broke the kiss and looked at the ginger's scarlet face.
"Got ya," she smirked.
He may have gotten her in the water, but on land she was the Queen.