I wrote this for ichirukimonth '18. The prompt was 'funny' and I really wanted to contribute something and then I remembered my oneshot 'Car' and thought: I always wanted to continue this idea, so here you go - chapter 2 of 'Car'.
„Why are you here?" he asked through gritted teeth when he spotted her, looking into the rear-view mirror.
And there she sat, on the backseat of the car in her Shihakushou. On the backseat of the car, he would be having his very first driving lesson with.
Rukia grinned excitedly: "I'm just curious."
He turned his body to look at her. "You're only here so you can make fun of me later." Ichigo stated matter-of-factly and a little unnerved.
The mischievous smile on her face grew as she crossed her arms: "It's a rare opportunity. Seeing how you are utterly clueless about something related to the human world, that I am already capable of."
"Che, I still don't believe the way you got your driver's license was completely legal."
His fingers started drumming on the steering wheel while waiting for his driving instructor. "Are we nervous?" She placed a hand in front of her mouth to hide her still brightly amused face.
"No, I'm not!" He shot back a little too fast to be believable. The drumming stopped.
"This is not fair." Ichigo's head flipped around to her again. "Why did you just get a driver's license and I have to take these stupid lessons?" he complained, clearly unsatisfied with the lack of consistency.
She raised an eyebrow, objecting: "First, I did have lessons. Second… did you attend shinigami academy?"
An annoyed sigh left his mouth: "No…" Damn her and her arguments.
"And do you happen to have an official position as a substitute shinigami although you didn't attend academy?"
"Yes…" he grumbled, having to admit defeat.
"Do you think that's fair?"
"No… Wait! How long did you attend academy?" He was proud to have found such a smart counterargument. Take this Miss I-was-adopted-into-a-noble-family-and-just-graduated-without-finishing-the-curriculum.
Rukia narrowed her eyes. "Longer than you." She remarked dryly. And then her victorious smile came back again: "The same as with driving cars."
He huffed, turning back to the front, just in time as his driving instructor was approaching the car.
"And avoid an emergency stop when a soul crosses the street. That'll come off weird." Rukia reassuringly patted him on the shoulder.
"Not as weird as driving in your shinigami form…" He remembered last month's incident all too well. "You nearly got me arrested…"
The passenger seat door was opened: "Quite vividly talking to ourselves, aren't we? Or is a ghost sitting on the backseat?" The instructor deadpanned when taking his seat.
"You have no idea."