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Borderline Doctoring


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With the arrival of Dr Ichigo Kurosaki, Seireitei General didn't stop buzzing for a while. He was just as brilliant as the articles said, even more so. But what made the hospital hum even more, was his affection toward a certain Resident. When asked, Dr Rukia Kuchiki would deny that there was absolutely nothing going on between them, before walking away.

Nevertheless the nurses and doctors of Seireitei General could clearly see the attraction between the two doctors in question. Although it was looking more and more one sided as the days droned on. Ichigo Kurosaki couldn't make this beauty swoon, only stammer. He tried flirty. He tried being nice. He even requested her on more surgeries.

But that little Midget was good at running away from him.

Although there were a few occasions where there was no way she could make a run or it. And in those heavenly seconds, Dr Ichigo Kurosaki was in the presence of stuttering and blushing Rukia. He lived for those moments.

But did he dare say that he wanted more?


"Dr Kuchiki, would you please close for me."

"Yes, Sir." Piped the smallest doctor there. It had been a long and grilling surgery, almost losing the patient twice, but Dr Kurosaki was a genius at work. He was focussed and thorough in everything he did.

And his hands.

Oh, was Rukia's pervert part of her brain screaming at her about those hands.

Even in surgery the flirtatious man got away with it, but there was a patient that on the table and she had to make sure she was doing her doing her job to the best of her abilities.

"Excellent work, Dr Kuchiki. I almost thought we lost him there for a second." The duo was alone in the scrub room, cleansing their hands from whatever might have settled on the surface.

"Thank you, you were brilliant by the way." Rukia kept her eyes on her miniature hands as she engaged in conversation with the male.

"That means a lot coming from you, thank you." Out of the corner of his eye, Ichigo gazed upon Rukia as her cheeks slowly tinted with a rosy blush. "Would you like to join me for a cup of coffee, Doctor?" Rukia froze. His voice had without warning just changed, into a smooth and low velvet voice. The same voice that made Rukia's insides leap and turn.

"I… I… Sorry my shift ended two hours ago. I'm going to… to head home, get some sleep." She really tried not to stutter and make a complete fool of herself, but yet, things weren't in her favour. The man wreaked havoc on her brain. Never in the Kuchiki's life had she been this embarrassed about her actions and speechlessness toward a person. What must he think of me?

She was always composed and perfect when in others company. Still, she was reduced to a hormone filled, love struck teenager when Ichigo Kurosaki smiled at her. His charm was irresistible, but Rukia could only try.

By running away.

She threw the closet door shut. Safe. Alone. Without Ichigo Kurosaki to turn her brain to mush.

She had escaped him, barely.

"Do you usually hide in the closets of the hospital, Doctor?"

Make that… didn't escape him.

"Dr Kurosaki!" She was surprise the man followed her into the, now very small and cramped, closet and closed the door behind him.

"Dr Kuchiki… why are you running away from me? Do I need to take a shower?" He took a whiff under his armpits and concluded he smelled fine.

She knew he smelled fine. He smelled mouth-watering. The poor Kuchiki never had a harder time in her life to avoid something. Or someone. The closet was dark and filled with the scent of chlorine or bleach. Ichigo stepped closer to her and touched her shoulder gently.

"I don't bite, Dr Kuchiki."

"It's not Dr Kuchiki…" The words spluttered out of her mouth before she could comprehend what exactly she was saying. "… My name is Rukia."

"I know." He inched closer again. "How about we get out of this closet and get a cup of coffee?"

Rukia swallowed loudly and shook her head. "I can't, I really should get home. Maybe next time?" For the first time, she didn't mumble of stutter her words. She sounded confident. Little did she know, as she pushed passed Ichigo, that her actions made him want her even more.


She did it again.

Ichigo wasn't angry.

Frustrated. Irritated. But most of all unsatisfied. Yes, that was how he would describe his hopelessness now.

The Midget started to haunt him. Even though he had only known about her existence the last 3 weeks. He only wanted to have coffee with her, but she kept running away.

When they both were working together with a patient, she was professional and independent. But just as he catches her alone, she runs away.

He had to go with Plan B.

He hated Plan B


10:16 PM. Her loft was quiet and to some degree uncomfortable. There sat Rukia, on her black and very snug couch, eating cereal. She had no idea what else she could have done to avoid her charming colleagues in the closet an hour ago. He was close. So close she could feel his warm breath tickling her face.

How can he make me react like this?

Never before in her life did she want to feel a person as much as what she wanted to feel, to touch, to taste Ichigo .

"Ichigo."

Even his name was like heaven on her lips. Oh, how she wanted to scream it.

But she couldn't. She wasn't that type of girl.

She hoped.


When the hospital was as quiet as it was now, Rukia had learned that she could expect to run away from Ichigo at least 4 times a day. In spite of that, Rukia had not seen the flirtatious Attending at all to day. Rangiku had not so delicately told her that said male was wearing a purple shirt that made him look even more handsome. Rukia wanted to see him. Only one little glance would be enough.

But he was nowhere to be found.

Walking down the corridor, Rukia wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings and bumped into a quite larger person.

"Oh excuse me." She looked up to see who she had bumped into. "Dr Kurosaki!"

Without a word, he continued walking.

"What did you do now Rukia-chan? That guy was practically running away from you."

"I didn't do anything Rangiku. He just…" Rukia was stumped.


"I'm telling you man Plan B works." Said the new found friend of Ichigo, Shuuhei Hisagi, and new found confidant on all matters Rukia. "When she can't explain why you aren't talking to her, she will come and ask you."

"Shuuhei… Do you know why I think Plan B sucks?"

"Uhm… no." The raven haired male shrugged.

"Because I can't stay away from her. I don't want to stay away from her."

"You are so whipped."


"Dr Kuchiki." Rukia looked up from her reports, right into the amber eyes of Ichigo Kurosaki. He was in dark blue scrubs holding two cups of coffee. "Seeing that you never have time to come with me for a cup, I am bringing a cup to you."

Reluctantly she took the cup, sipped slowly and continued with her reports. "Thank you."

"My pleasure." He sat down next to the silent Resident and drank his own coffee. "You really are gorgeous."

Rukia really tried to focus on her reports. Tried being the key word.

"I hope I'm not to forward."

Silence.

"Do you ever take a break from work?" Ichigo smirked as Rukia started to fidget and taking quick glances over at him. "Did I mention when you squirm like that, you are too cute."

Abruptly she stood up, almost slipping coffee.

"T-Thanks for th-the coffee."

Rukia ran. Leaving Ichigo alone.

"Run little bunny. I'll definitely catch you." He smirked as he couldn't help but look at her superb rear.


I wanted to update sooner, but I made myself promise I wouldn't update until Chapter 5 was written. Yes, it is already written.
That being said I probably update once a week, seeing that I'm currently busy with my Matric Exams.

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