Chapter 2

DISCLAIMER: I obviously do not own Bleach.

Kurosaki Ichigo sighed fitfully as he watched the red and brown leaves fall limply to the ground in slow motion. His realization took a while but he finally had realized it. He had been careless and so he had regretted his decision. His head felt heavier as he rested it in his propped up hand. Her natural scent of vanilla assaulted his senses hindering his thoughts. Was it her scent that had distracted him so?

Reiatsu is the power that allows spiritual beings like us to be capable of using our powers.

How had not noticed that she had a spark of Reiatsu coursing throughout her body. He thought she was human which was why he had mindlessly given her his mark. His mark was his unique symbol and all of the Jokers' followers would take it as a symbol to bully her and the like. That was just a front. It was the King's obligation to find himself a Queen and the mark is a selection process. The bullying is the test.

No woman had ever survived his onslaught and so none became his queen because they were all ordinary humans incapable of even wielding a katana in the very least. He sighed once more as he regretted the act of stupidity he had mindlessly committed.

It's fine, he reassured himself in his panicked mind. As long as I don't accept her as my Queen, she will never be my Queen. I'll just reject her like the others, he thought.

I need to stay focused. Collecting Hollow Reiatsu is my main obligation, I need to eliminate them all for Aizen...

The bell rang thus ending today's math lesson. They bid Soi Fon-sensei farewell as they awaited the final period before lunch break. Still, what a predicament. The Student Council was scouting her for the Shinigami's seat... Just like his mother.

There was a reason why he loathed the Student Council. They didn't keep his mother safe. They promised they would and look where that promise had gone. There was one thing his prideful and arrogant self would absolutely not tolerate and that was breaking promises. Who cares if the current Student Council wasn't at fault, their ideals haven't changed.

He sat down again in an absentminded way. His mind was a mess. Approaching her would be unadvisable as of the moment. He sighed as a small minuscule migraine shot through his head. Day two of having the midget around and it was getting as horrible as horrible can get. In every sense of the word.

He was sulking at his table when Kaien approached him nonchalantly. "What happened to you?" he asked jokingly.

Ichigo groaned as he shot a glare in Kaien's direction. "Misery happened. Care to join me? Misery loves company after all." he replied sarcastically.

Kaien laughed making Ichigo feel even worse than before. "It's your fault for not noticing. Take full responsibility for it Ichigo because I'm not taking it for you." he replied.

"Please, the woman has a crush on you." he said angrily before massaging his temples furiously.

"How do you know that?" he asked. Was he really clueless?

"She was practically drooling all over you yesterday." Ichigo stated as though he was talking about the lovely weather.

Kaien laughed. "You're being ridiculous." he replied.

"Come on dude... Be a good best friend and lend me a hand." Ichigo said with a sloppy grin.

"Now way Ichigo, I don't want to clean up your messes again." he whined as he leaned on Ichigo's table.

Kaien's head shot to the door and he smirked. "Kuchiki-sensei's here. Good luck Ichigo." he said smugly as he returned to his seat. "You're ass is grass..." Kaien commented.

Ichigo shivered as he felt his temper running wild again. If it wasn't for the little infuriating midget, he wouldn't be so hated by Kuchiki-sensei. Stupid little sister complex...

They greeted him like they had always done so every morning. Kuchiki-sensei's cold gray eyes had lingered on Ichigo for a while before closing them and allowing them to sit down. He had begun to go on with their lesson. It didn't matter if he paid attention or not, he understood English just fine... Just not all the time.

He sighed as he banged his head on the table silently.

Rukia walked out of her classroom briskly. She had wanted to return to the vending machines after finding that their coffee was actually great. Her school shoes clicked against the floor as she walked in her unique air of refinement. She rounded the corner and found the vending machines all alone in the corner. She happily approached it with her purse in hand.

As soon as she crouched down, a sudden gush of ice cold water fell on her soaking her rather thoroughly. Her hair was dripping wet and the sudden contact with cold water left her shivering. She shook her head to shake off the water and squeezed her clothes to rid it of the water. Now she really needed that can of coffee.

Her bullying had begun this morning. When she opened her locker, her shoes had been filled with centipedes. Rukia just sighed as she grabbed her shoes and threw the centipedes out the door. In the restroom, she found insults written on the mirror by red lipstick. She found it petty and annoying rather than frightening. This was the third attempt. She finally got her coffee and clung onto it as if it were her life line. As soon as she turned around, she bumped into the person she had wanted to see the least.

"Woah, you're wet." he commented looking genuinely surprised.

"You're the reason aren't you? Why so surprised." she replied sarcastically as she shoved him via shoulder and stomped off.

Ichigo turned around to look at her. He clenched his fist. "I didn't ask for this. I didn't tell them to soak you." he mumbled. He massaged his temples even further. Damn idiot... Stop being so stupid today Ichigo...

Rukia just kept stomping off. She was soaking wet and pissed, how could she not stomp? She opened her can of coffee in hopes of warming herself. It was slightly effective but it was as good as any right now.

Her mind was a cluster of something. It was just sorta messed up. Sure, she loved the cold but not like this. Damn nutcase with tangerine fruity hair. If this was his sick idea of saving face then he's wrong. Yes, she felt it actually. She felt his frustration for reasons unknown. All that was left was to connect the dots.

She had easily figured out that he regretted it. Serves the bastard right.

She shivered as she clutched herself, clinging onto the remnants of her remaining body warm. Rukia let out a sneeze as she bumped into something warm. She looked up slowly and blushed in embarrassment. Oh shit...

"R-Rukia... You're wet." he said astonished. His aqua blue eyes stayed steady on her wet form.

She averted her eyes. "Shiba-san... This is nothing. Pay no mind to me." she said in a strangled way.

He grabbed her arm. "This isn't simple. And I told you to call me Kaien." he said seriously. He mumbled something angrily before taking of his blazer ad offering it to Rukia. "Take it, I'll put in a good word with Ichigo." he said.

Rukia refused profusely, trying Kaien's patience. "You are soaking wet Rukia. Just take my blazer, I have tons more of it in my locker and at home."

She nodded obediently as she grabbed his blazer and draped it over her shivering form. It was only pure luck that he was completely blind to her blushing. She stormed off to find the Student Council President. If her memory was still as good as ever, she saw extra uniforms hanging in the Student Council room. Kaien watched her walk with his blazer and scowled heavily. He turned the other way to find Ichigo.

Rukia glanced behind her to find Kaien's back. She sighed as she clutched onto his blazer. An evident blush stained her cheeks as she walked to classroom B. She arrived there quickly enough and knocked on the door. She quickly found Orihime and called her. Orihime sure looked worried. Tremendously.

"Kuchiki-san! What happened? Did Kurosaki-kun-"

She nodded. "No time to explain. Can I borrow a spare uniform?" she asked politely.

Orihime nodded as she grabbe Rukia's frosty hand and dragged her to the room. "It's a white uniform. You okay with that?" she asked Rukia. How considerate of her.

"I can't complain right now Kaichou." Rukia replied.

Orihime brought her back to the excessively large Student Council room. Orihime shoved her hand in her pocket in order to get the keys. She fumbled over them for precisely a second before managing to open the door. She walked in briskly and instructed Rukia to sit down and wait despite the risk of the couch getting wet. Orihime came back with a spare uniform.

"This is Hinamori-san's size. It should fit you just fine." she said with a smile.

Rukia took it and looked around for a changing room. Orihime cocked her head to the side and smiled. "You can change over there, here's a towel as well." she offered. Something Rukia accepted gratefully. "Thanks Kaichou..."

She shook her head. "I'll settle this problem down quickly. And that's what the Student Council does anyway. Helping students in need."

Rukia walker towards the room Orihime had gestured to earlier. "Have you reconsidered being the Shinigami?" she asked.

Rukia stopped before entering. "It would be a lie to say it hasn't been bothering me." she simply replied.

"I felt that you were attacked yesterday. It's happening sooner than we anticipated, how did you manage?" Orihime asked.

"Some guy rescued me. I didn't see his face very well and he had long spiky black hair. You didn't feel him? He felt rather overwhelming." Rukia replied and was astonished with how fast she was able to adapt to the supernatural so easily.

And with that, she went behind the changing curtain.

Orihime had wondered who it was.

"Please choose quickly Kuchiki-san... We can protect you but there will be a time where we won't be able to reach you fast enough. We won't hold it against you if you join the Jokers however, that will Aizen Sosuke at a big advantage." Orihime said as she waited for Rukia. She looked out the window to find the start of rain.

"Why is the Queen so important Kaichou?" Rukia asked. The rustling of clothes can be heard from behind the curtain.

Orihime stopped to ponder about whether she should be telling Rukia all of this information. "One of the daughters of the first generation Jokers... She saw the truth about Aizen and stole the Hogyoku before his schemes could be realized. Aizen caught her but she bonded it with her soul. Ever since then, her soul would be reincarnated again and again through the years. This school is very old you know. The other siblings of the Jokers, started this in hopes of bringing all the important pieces back together."

"The Queen is normally someone with the Daughter's soul. That's what Aizen wants... However, the Jokers aren't powerless against Aizen. They're just blinded... The Queen is there to be the companion to the King. Think of it as something deeper than the typical boyfriend-girlfriend relationship."

"Everytime a true Queen is found, a part of her soul is taken. Aizen needs to collect the whole thing to find the Hogyoku."

"Why can't he take it whole?" Rukia asked.

"Because the Daughter's soul will elude him. It escapes whenever he comes into contact with it. All he can get is a piece..."

"And what does the Hogyoku do anyway?"

"Think of it as a sign of Royalty. He who possesses it along with the King's Key may rule over Soul Society. Soul Society is where all would go when they die. We need to keep the balance of things but Aizen disrupted it."

"People die and go to Soul Society. They die there after living the life they want and they get reincarnated with no recollection of their previous life. The cycle goes on and on. Hollows come from the souls who reside in Hell. They get reincarnated as monsters. We don't know how but that's how it is. That's why this school is here. It's to find those with power and to train them to fight hollows to keep the balance running."

"It sounds complicated." Rukia commented.

"It is. That's why we're the only school to only have essays in the entrance exam. It's a test for people to see if they have the potential." Orihime ended. "Our history is long and I'd be sure to tell you everything if you ever intend to join us. If you join them, they'll tell you their side of the story. They tell how our way of things was stopping a good cause. They truly believe in a place where there is no Emperor and where there's peace and equality. But it's just a ruse. Aizen will dispose all of the Jokers when the time comes."

Rukia stepped out wearing a white uniform. It's colors were the exact opposite of the standard uniform of the students. She looked great in the standard black but white suited her best. Just like the snow. "It's not weird on me right?" she asked as she fixed the necktie in place.

Orihime smiled as she shook her head. "It looks lovely on you Kuchiki-san." Orihime replied.

"The Jokers seem rather sad." Rukia commented.

"How so?"

"They've been brainwashed for generations. Serving an evil purpose and all... The six of them are people too. Great people, excluding the King. I mean Kaien-san is really nice to me and even if he's stuck up, Kurosaki-san has feelings too. Grimmjow-san is rather charming despite his futile advances and Renji is like a really good friend. Ishida-san my not be much but S class doesn't seem right without him while Ulquiorra-san is like the class public art because he's like a statue." Rukia said as she too looked out the window to find it pouring outside.

"Indeed you are correct. That what makes being in the Student Council even more difficult. They're the same as us. They have emotions like us. Same likes, same teenage stuff. We can't bear to be against them because they're exactly like us, the only difference is that they're on the wrong side and they don't know that. In their point of view, we're wrong." Orihime said as she had this far off look. It was like she was recalling a memory which was painful to recall. Did she have something personal regarding this whole dispute?

Orihime nearly jumped in surprise before apologizing. "Oh! I'm sorry, I'm rambling. I must be boring you Kuchiki-san." she apologized.

Rukia shook her head. "Not at all, I found it quite interesting myself."

Rukia said as she grabbed the black and somewhat soaked blazer. "Is there someplace where I can have this dried?" Rukia asked.

Orihime took the blazer. "I can do that for you. Just stop by later." Orihime smiled. "You can go now, there should be some time left for lunch." she said.

Rukia nodded. She thanked Orihime once more before sliding the door open and running off.

Orihime's smile faded away as she walked up to the window. She looked at the rain with much melancholy.

"Ichi-kun... If only I knew back then..."

Rukia ran through the hallway and appeared to be nothing but a white blur. Her nee-san worked hard on that lunch and she needed to finish it all or she would start sulking again leading to her being scolded by her brother. More of brother-in-law actually.

She entered her classroom and slightly surprised her classmates by appearing in a Student Council uniform. The Jokers were somewhat alerted but before they could all assess her as a threat, they needed to verify her reasons. She approached Tatsuki's table where she placed her lunch on earlier. A small blush of embarrassment stained her cheeks.

"Kuchiki-san... You're wearing the Student Council uniform..." Tatsuki stated bluntly.

Rukia opened her bento. "I borrowed it. Through complicated circumstances, I managed to get soaking wet. Luckily enough, Kaichou was kind enough to lend me a spare." Rukia replied as she found her chopsticks.

"Oh... So you've met our Kaichou?" Tatsuki asked.

Rukia nodded calmly as she bit her tamagoyaki. "Yes, she's a lovely person actually." Rukia replied.

The Jokers let out a sigh of relief. They didn't want their jobs to be harder. Most of them had grown to like Rukia as a friend and they didn't want to fight her at all. They had to admit that the uniform suited her best as though it was a premonition of her joining the enemy. Kaien approached Ichigo. "Hey King, looks like they've made their move what should we do?" Kaien asked.

"We'll wait." Ichigo replied.

"I just want to remind you not to soak Rukia again. I think it's too mean even for you." Kaien warned as his expression mimicked Ichigo's.

"I didn't order that. They did that on their own accord. I already asked them to stop because it was most likely that the Student Council will take custody of her." Ichigo replied.

"No wonder why it was weird. You should control your temper more Ichigo." Kaien chided.

Ichigo sighed. "I can't help it." he simply replied.

"True... Aizen will want this resolved immediately. If she even has an ounce of power, she'll be needed." Kaien said.

"What do we propose we do. We can't stall him forever, He'll find Kuchiki eventually." Ichigo replied.

"We'll just wing it. Jokers style." Kaien replied smugly as she patted Ichigo's shoulder. He walked back to his desk while Ichigo stared at the girl in question. Why did she transfer here when her brother's Kuchiki Byakuya?

He should know better.

Unless...

No, it seems way too convenient and a man like him wouldn't risk it would he?

Ichigo ruffled his tangerine hair along with a roar of frustration. Because of this woman, they had more trouble than ever. She was like a magnet for trouble.

This woman...

I hate her, Kaien seems to be okay with her, Renji has a crush on her, Grimmjow is intrigued by her, Uryu thinks she's a nice polite girl while Ulquiorra has no say in the matter. Just who the hell is she to be able to wrap the Jokers around her finger so easily. How can such a person exist?

"So that's what we studied so far, it's rather simple and if you passed for S class, the quarterly exam will be a breeze for you Kuchiki-san." Tatsuki said as she stretched her hands upwards.

They had finally announced the official date for the exam and Rukia knew next to nothing. Tatsuki had generously volunteered herself to teach Rukia everything they had learned before she transferred in. After classes ended, the duo went straight for the library. And due to popular demand, Kurosaki Ichigo was forced to go on recon duty. He had to keep an eye on her for the remainder of the day to see where her allegiances lie.

"Just call me Rukia, Kuchiki is a mouthful." Rukia said as she closed her book.

"Then do the same for me." Tatsuki replied as she looked at her watch. "Oh crap! I have Karate practice." she yelled as she grabbed her belongings in mach speed. She said her goodbyes to Rukia before leaving.

Rukia stretched her arms as well and started to shake all the kinks and sores from her had from the excessive writing. She told herself to finish the book Tatsuki had generously provided her with despite the length and the forign language which was luckily English. It would be rude to not use her notes when Rukia was the one who asked for it.

The book was rather ancient. It had already been there since time immemorial, probably. That would be an exaggeration but an accurate exaggeration it was. The more Rukia read, the more she was lulled to sleep. Finally, she fell asleep on the book when all the students had gone home.

Ichigo sighed as he took of his blazer and draped it over her like a blanket. It wasn't technically his, he borrowed it from a certain friend who happened to have an abundance of blazers in his locker because he wore the wrong uniform today.

He watched her sleep and rubbed his temples furiously. "Making me do weird things... Who the hell do you think you are?" he mumbled furiously.

Still, when she's asleep like that, she looks nothing like her usual stubborn and annoying self...

And for the first time, Ichigo noticed the small things he had failed to see when he had first met her.

Firstly, she had really nice skin. Not all women could have her pale milky white complexion and get away with it without looking like Sadako or The Grudge. It was flawless as well, it looked soft and touchable actually. Her nose was small and rather cute and she had rather long eyelashes. Her lips were another matter. Was it possible for anybody to look tremendously kissable in any given hour, minute and second of the day?

That has definitely got to be illegal. And her hair... She smelled ridiculously great. Her hair was as black as ebony and it would sashay perfectly whenever she walked. He did notice that whenever she walked, she had nice long and slim legs. At least all of that made up for the pitiful chest of hers which seemed nearly nonexistent.

Ichigo shook his head hard. What am I thinking? She's more or less going to side with the enemy, he scolded himself.

"I'll just have to wait for you to wake up then... Damn midget..." he muttered angrily.

Rukia opened her heavy eyelids slowly. She took a short moment to asses her current situation. From the looks of it, she had fallen asleep. After a few moment in wallowing in sleepiness, she sat up and looked around. The moon peered through the library's splendid stained glass window giving the place a classy regal look. No one was around anymore and she was the only one there.

Rukia moved only to find a familiar fabric fall of her shoulders. She took the blazer and checked for the name of the owner which was sown somewhere in the inside. It read Shiba Kaien.

The blood rushed to Rukia's face and she was completely and utterly flushed. Kaien must've stopped by to drape it over her. Why couldn't that orange headed eyesore be just as gentlemanly as him? It was official, she liked Kaien.

Though it would be selfish to join the Jokers just for him.

Rukia sighed as she grabbed her belongings. She didn't forget to fold the blazer neatly before stuffing it in her bag as well. She found the library keys and locked it up before returning the keys to the nearby utility room. Rukia walked briskly out of school. The gate was probably closed so she would have to jump over the gate herself.

She finally made her way to the ground floor and found her locker. She switched her shoes and walked out to luckily find the gate open. As soon as she walked out, she felt a sudden surge of something. She didn't know what but she could feel it. Killing intent.

She turned around to find another monster from yesterday except bigger, badder and stronger. Following her instincts, she made a beeline forty gate only to be stopped by an invisible barrier. She touched it and tried to beat her way out of the barrier but she couldn't. The Hollow attacked her and she dodged and rolled out of the way. How long she could keep doing this was uncertain and most likely short.

Rukia kept running around like a prey running for it's life which was exactly what she was doing as well. Finally her time was up and she was unable to block the incoming blow. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the blow that would never come.

When she opened her eyes, she saw orange hair and a big ass sword in front of her eyes. He had been wearing black, like those funeral garbs they wore minus the black haori. He had this red rosary like thing strung around his body and he had been wearing traditional waraji along with his hakama.

"Damn, why the hell do I have to use level 2 release for you!" he yelled at her as she tried to slash thing away. The creature dodged it and jumped back several notches.

Ichigo turned around with his serious amber eyes. "If you were smart Kuchiki, you'd stay put and stay out of my way." he said angrily as he disappeared from sight and began his attack on the monster.

Rukia sat there awestruck. Was Kurosaki Ichigo helping her? It was unfathomable, incomprehensible even. He had no reason to help her so why?

Rukia stood up and yelled at him angrily. "Stop acting so cool Kurosaki and tell me why you're helping me!" she yelled at him.

Ichigo slashed at him before sending the thing flying towards the barrier, he glared at her. "I'm kinda busy right now midget! And besides! I can't possible leave you alone to die! Do you think I'm some kind off heartless bastard!" he yelled back at her as the Hollow recovered. He blocked the attack and resumed his assault on the Hollow.

Rukia just watched as he attacked the thing. That was a reasonable answer perhaps. Ichigo was slashing against the hollow quickly before stepping back and raising his weapon. A blue aura enveloped him. Before he could deliver his attack, the Hollow threw him to the side. He had luckily blocked the attack but was stunned momentarily. The Hollow began to run after Rukia.

Rukia was running yes, but she was nowhere near fast enough to escape the Hollow. This was really bad, she thought.

He's on the ground and I'm running from the monster... I really am gonna die...

"Oh no you don't!" Ichigo yelled as he suddenly reappeared in front of her. The Hollow had given Ichigo a deep wound on the shoulder. Blood splattered as the Hollow redrew his hand. Ichigo let out a share cry of pain as he hit the floor. His weapon wa the only think keeping him up.

Ichigo looked at the hollow with murderous eyes and had managed to cut off it's arm in a last ditch attempt. The Hollow had retreated momentarily. Ichigo finally collapsed to the floor, coughing out blood.

"Hey... Kurosaki?" Rukia asked. Her voice sounded terrified as she crouched down.

Ichigo squinted his eyes and sighed. "This is all your fault you stupid woman... How are you going to make it up to me?" he replied arrogantly despite his current situation.

Rukia was just simply awestruck. He had the nerve to talk like that when he's bleeding so much. This guy is either amazing or simply idiotic. Rukia furrowed her eyebrows. "Idiot! Stop talking already! I know it my fault so shut up and let me help you! I can't stand knowing you would die because of me! I'd be embarrassed my whole life you goddamn idiot!

"You're the idiot. Just shut up and run already while the barrier's down." he said. He reached from inside his robes and got his cellphone and gave it to her. "If you want to help, call Kaichou... She specializes in healing..." he said as he coughed out blood.

Rukia nodded as she grabbed it and called Orihime. The ringing tone did nothing to calm her down but at least it was ringing. The person finally picked up. "Kaichou!"

"Kuchiki-san? How did you get my number?" she asked.

"I have no time to explain so I'll cut it short. Kurosaki Ichigo is bleeding to death!" she yelled.

Orihime was silent. "Ichigo?..."

Rukia had to ponder as to why she called him by his first name. "Yes, we're at school. Please come quickly." and with that, Rukia ended the call. She returned the phone to Ichigo.

"You can leave now. You'll live longer in the very least." Ichigo said as he stared at the moon.

Rukia nodded as much as it pained her to leave someone in that state. He was right, staying there would do her no good. Rukia forced her legs to move. "Can't I move you outside the barrier?"

"I'm too heavy for your minuscule body." he said.

"Everything inside a barrier can't get out but everything outside can get in. Leave this to Kaichou and go home... Also, I'm sorry for dragging you into this mess." he apologized as as he rested his eyes. "Nice to meet you Kuchiki-san... I'm Kurosaki Ichigo."

Rukia's expression stayed the same. "Nice meeting you too Kurosaki-san." she replied as she went throughout the gate. As soon as she got through gate, she felt the barrier go back up and moments later, the Hollow returned.

Rukia saw Orihime in the distance. Orihme ran towards Rukia and she nodded at her indicting that she should leave. Rukia watched Orihime go through the barrier. She watched her do something with the strange clips on her collar and she made an orange shield to protect them. Orihime maintained an air of professionalism as she healed Ichigo with her very same power.

Rukia was about to walk away when she noticed the crack in Orihime's barrier. Without a second thought, she ran through the barrier and and pushed them out of the way. Orihime was screaming at Rukia to back down just as Rukia barely dodged one attack.

"Strength... If this is all I can do then I must be pretty pathetic. I want to protect people too!" Rukia yelled. Her eyes showed resolution.

The hollow struck at Rukia once more and before the attack could connect, a blinding white light came from Rukia along with an overwhelming surge if Reiatsu. When the light was gone, Kuchiki Rukia was wearing the exact same thing Ichigo wore. She had a white scabbard and the sword in her hand was pure white. From the handle all the way to the tip and the ribbon as well. It was pure white.

"Don't think you can get away with hurting people right in front of me." she threatened the Hollow as she tapped the ground several times. White ice sprouted from where she touched.

"Mai, Sode no Shirayuki..."

Rukia lifted her sword. "Tsugi no Mai! Hakuren!" she yelled as a surge of pure white ice shot at the Hollow.

The Hollow was encased with pure ice before shattering into oblivion. The barrier went down as Rukia stood there. The ribbon swayed with the wind.

She directed her amethyst eyes towards the both of them. "Kaichou..."

"Yes?" Orihime replied.

"Taking what you said into account." she said as she walked towards the both of them.

"I choose Shinigami."

"Being powerless isn't my thing. I think I can help more if I'm the Shinigami." she added before looking at Ichigo straight in the eye.

"I was wrong to even think of joining you for a moment." she said.

He smirked as she looked at her. "Please, don't flatter yourself. What makes you think I wanted you to join me. You're just there for Kaien." he retorted.

She smirked back. "True... Just saying." she replied smugly.

Orihime smiled as she purposely moved so that Ichigo's head which had been residing on her lap would fall painfully onto the ground. Ichigo yelled in pain as Orihime joined Rukia. "This means a lot to the Student Council. And Kurosaki-kun... Please don't call me if it's not urgent. We're enemies after all. I believe Ishida-san could've helped you."

"It was an emergency. But that means a lot coming from you Kaichou." he replied.

"I need to be responsible for the later generations. My personal feeling cannot be the judge of me." Orihime replied.

"You've changed." he sighed as he closed his eyes.

Orihime stayed silent as she grabbed Rukia. "We can leave him there. They'll find him eventually, you need to get home. And feel free to keep the uniform. It's yours from now on. You have training with Hitsugaya-kun after school everyday." Orihime instructed as she dragged Rukia out of campus.

The following morning, things would never be the same. Ever...

AN: Tadah! Chapter 2. I would just like to say that the update rate of this particular fic is irregular because I don't know how to handle two fics at the same time.

So please give me your insights and if there any grammatical errors, do tell me so can fix this.

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