A/N: I'm so glad you guys like the first chapter. I must admit that plot is not COMPLETELY mine. Most is, but I am influenced by a book I just read. It's an awesome book and I read it in a day. Ha, I totally read it and was like oh my God I totally have to write a fanfic on this and inject some fitting anime characters. Wow, I really sounded like a typical California girl. Ha, gross. Anyhoo, while I appreciated all your guys' praise in the original plot I'm afraid I cannot take the credit. Please don't hate me.. I read this book and I felt WOW this seems so fitting for these two characters. If you guys wanna know what book drop me a line. ^_^ I'll gladly tell you. In fact, I suggest it.

Chapter 2

"What?!?! I'm not gay!" Ichigo said backing away from Rukia.

"There's nothing wrong with being gay."

"I'm not gay dammit!"

Rukia started to smile and gently shoved the man. "I'm kidding."

Ichigo squinted suspiciously at the woman. "Not funny." He grumbled with a severe frown. Rukia began to laugh and Ichigo grasped her shoulders firmly. They were nose to nose. He stared at her for a moment and instantly her laughter stopped. The bathroom was now silent. He leaned towards the woman and swallowed audibly. This woman was the embodiment of 'danger'. She attracted him like a moth to a flame.

"What are you…"

Ichigo grasped the back of Rukia's neck and brought her face towards him capturing her in a tortuous kiss. Instinctively Rukia stiffened against his touch, but in a moment she relaxed once. His lips were surprisingly soft and his tongue was swiping against her lips begging for access. That action seemed to steal her from the moment and she pulled away from him roughly. He looked down at the woman, eyes half glazed and she slapped him across the face.. hard. He drew back and his face ranged through a variety of emotions before settling into a scowl.

"What the hell?" Rukia asked with a confused expression.

"I couldn't help it. I lost it for a second. Sorry." He looked down at the woman with a blush. He scratched the back of his head and looked downat the woman before turning to leave. "You know what.." He turned back around and grinned at the half naked woman." I'm not sorry I kissed you...but I think it's best if I left all the same before I lose what little vestiges of self control I have left."

Rukia locked the door and smiled for a moment. She'd lost her self control too. Her smile faded What possessed her to kiss a man she didn't even know? 'Great.' She thought to herself. 'He's going to think I'm a whore.' She rolled her eyes and slapped a palm against her forehead. Any man willingly kissing women he didn't know MUST be some sort of lady's man. She huffed and stepped out of her wedding dress. He was good looking though. She had to admit that. His bright orange hair, eternal scowl and muscular build. This was moving very quickly, too quickly. But the attraction she felt to Ichigo was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Not that she had too much to compare to. After several more minutes Rukia came downstairs with her hair up in a ponytail and wearing a blue sundress. She was surprised when she felt a little disappointed when she realized that Ichigo had left.

"He had to get back to the station." Yoruichi said with a grin and handed Rukia a cup of tea. "He's really taken a liking to you."

Rukia scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I'm sure he did." Yoruichi frowned and eyed the woman seriously.

"He's a great guy. You just have to get to know him. He has this reputation in town. It doesn't really fit him..." Yoruichi divulged, but Rukia snickered with disbelief. "It's been a long time since I've seen him with a smile on his face."

"Hm." Rukia muttered in an uncommitted sort of way. She didn't want to think too much into it. It wasn't like she was staying in town for TOO long.

"Where's my kitty cat?" A voice from the back door called.

"In here Kisuke." Yoruichi yelled out. "and how many times do I have to tell you.. do NOT call me kitty cat!!" Rukia snickered from behind her glass. "That's Kisuke, usually people call him Urahara. DON'T assume we're married, because we're not."

"Not yet." Urahara said with a grin as he walked in. "I tend to grow on people." Rukia reached over to shake Urahara's hand. He was wearing a green and white striped hat, but blonde hair was peeking from beneath his hat. He was in his early thirties, but he seemed to still be in the young at heart.

"Nice to meet you." Rukia reseated herself on her chair. "Wait, I remember you!" Rukia said suddenly, when she pictured the man without his hat.

Urahara chuckled as he sat down. "You should. I practically lived in Byakuya's house when you were in junior high." He flashed Rukia a grin and she swore his green eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Didn't you guys go to college together too?"

"We all did." Yoruichi chuckled softly. "Now that you're thoroughly surprised how about we get a bite to eat at Tessai's? I made a cake, but that's definitely not a meal."

They hopped into Yoruichi's car and drove into town to a small diner. It had a nostalgic feel about it. Real homey. "Any relative of Hisana is welcome to eat whatever she wants." Tessai told her when she walked in and was introduced.

They perused the menu, but curiosity gnawed on Yoruichi. "So will you tell us what happened?" She asked softly. Byakuya had told her little more than Rukia and Kaien decided the day of the marriage that it wouldn't work, then Rukia immediately left town.

Rukia turned out and faced a window. In the time she'd been there she gained a very serious air about herself, unfitting for the young 22 year old she was. "Maybe one day." Rukia said with a small smile. "Soon. I promise." Inwardly she hoped she could confide in someone, especially someone female. When Hisana died she lost the only female influence she had in her life.

As she threw herself a mental pity party, she missed the slow grin creeping onto Urahara's face. "Well, hello Officer Kurosaki." Urahara said with a lazy drawl. "Have you met our little Rukia?" He raised an eyebrow and grinned at the man.

"You know I have already Urahara. I'm the one who found her." Ichigo walked up to the booth and leaned against the side of the booth. He struggled to keep his eyes off of Rukia. He had a few hours to think about how he'd kissed Rukia and how he probably did leave the best impression on her. What was he thinking? Kissing a chick he didn't even know, who had just left her fiance at the altar. What an idiot.

Urahara gave the man a genuine look of surprise. "I didn't know you found her." Ichigo looked at Yoruichi who had a mysterious smile on her face. Ichigo groaned, Yoruichi did this on purpose, to get him to talk. She was always doing this... "Soo, where'd you find her?"

"On the side of the road."

"Was she in her wedding dress?"

"Ya."

"Did you carry her through the threshold?"

"Why the hell would I do that?!"

"Did you two play nice?" Urahara snickered at his own statement. "A proper gentleman would carry his WIFE over the threshold." Urahara said loudly, effectively drawing the eyes of every single women in the diner. Rukia's mouth hung open, 'no way', she thought to herself. In an instant all the women eyed Rukia with jealousy. She felt like crawling into a hole, every woman eyeing her seemed to be appraising her now. Looking for imperfections with Officer Kurosaki's 'new woman'.

" THAT DID NOT HAPPEN!" Ichigo yelled out, drawing more attention to himself. "We are NOT married." With that outburst a collective sigh could be heard from all around the diner and while some eyes turned away from Rukia, many remained on her. Ichigo glanced over at Rukia and he felt himself begin to blush even more.

"Okay, maybe not." Urahara laughed causing Ichigo to take on the shade of a tomato.

"Urahara, I swear…"

At that moment a woman with a large set of breasts came by and snaked her arms around and covered Ichigo's eyes. "Ichiiigggoo." 'She's definitely attractive...' Rukia thought to herself. The stabbing pang of jealousy quickly situated itself in Rukia's gut. 'Jealous over a stranger?' Rukia looked over this woman, she was a tall voluptuous woman, with strawberry blonde hair. Rukia understood that Ichigo had a reputation, but really? This was a little bit ridiculous.

"Rangiku..." His voice was tense and had a warning tone in it.

"How'd you know!!" Rangiku said with genuine surprise.

'Maybe it was your huge boobs'. Everyone thought collectively. Ichigo blushed and removed the woman's hands off of him.

"What do you want?" Ichigo scowled when he looked at the woman.

"Noootthhhing." She cooed in a sickeningly sweet voice. "I can't visit you?! Who's your friend?" Rangiku wound herself around Ichigo once again. Rukia looked up at Ichigo and tried to gage his reaction and was surprised to see that he was tense.

"I'm Rukia Kuchiki." She said with a stern look on her face. Rangiku smiled and held her hand out to Rukia.

"Nice to meet you. Kuchiki..Kuchiki.. OH! Hisana's little sister." Rangiku gave Rukia a genuine smile. "She was a good friend of mine." Her voice gained a nostalgic tone and Rukia knew that Rangiku was telling the truth. "Well.. I've got to go. But it was nice meeting you." Rangiku said with a sideways smile. "Byyee Ichigo." She gave Ichigo a wink and crushed him into a hug before bouncing away.

"Well, she's just like a hurricaine of bubbliness." Rukia said with a raised eyebrow and looked up at Ichigo, locking eyes with him. "Friend of yours?"

Just then Tessai walked over and offered to take their orders for dinner. "Will you be joining them Ichigo?" Tessai asked with a toothy grin.

A/N:Ok that was the 2nd chapter. It feels like a filler chapter. I'm trying to work my way through. No rush right?