A/N: Just so no one is to be confused my OC name Aleya "Le" Shinel ^_^

My first chapter for this story, I hope you enjoy =3

Chapter one

Breaking the Rules

Renji stared at the pair of oil stained legs that been under the automobile for two hours, "You still working on that thing?"

A soft voice spoke from under the classic, "Yeah, care to help?"

"I don't know anything about cars, especially that kind," gnawing on a cube of ice, "Only thing I know is how to drive them,"

Laughter came from under the car; wiping her hands on her already stained pants and sliding from under her pride and joy, "I can teach you,"

"Nah, if I touch that thing only thing you'll be driving is your imagination,"

She laughed again, flipping her side bang out of her face; running her fingers through her bob-layered haircut, "You sure know how to make my day," wiping the sweat from her forehead with her tank.

"Hey Aleya," Renji looked at her serious, "Can you stop lifting your shirt like that? You are showing your bra,"

"It's not like you haven't seen one,"

"That's not the point; after all I do know you,"

Without further arguing she dropped her shirt from her forehead, sighing from his complaint, "It's hot Renji!"

"What do you expect; we're at the end of July,"

"I'm more of a fall person anyway," getting ready to lift her shirt to wipe her forehead again before catching Renji's stare, "sorry," turning her gaze away from his.

Aleya looked at her surrounding neighborhood, it wasn't much but she like the suburb life. Their friends lived close by, and they were close to downtown; making it convenient for her whenever she went grocery shopping.

She turned back to see her handmade creation, her dream car that her father left to her before he died in a car crash; the very car she's working on. It was the last thing he ever touched before it wrapped around the tree with him being inside. It was still painful to think about it; she tried not too but it was something that she had to endure.

The hood was open on the 1970 Dodge Charger, displaying a 528 cubic inch hemi V8. It was a scare driving the car; six hundred horse power and six-hundred-fifty ft-lb of torque can send any woman away terrified, but no, not her.

Renji loved to watch her overlook the car to perfection, she even game him a full review of the car: From the Chrysler 727 three speed automotive transmission, cone converter, winters shifter, general driveshaft, Dana 60 reel axel, Hedman headers, flowmaster duel mufflers, morse 3-inch tubes, Holley fuel pump, earl's hoses, the hotckis springs an shocks, coys wheels, the continental sport contact tires, wildwood brakes, the gauges and even the matt sweeney fabricated door panals.

It was a bit much to take in for him since he didn't know much about cars, but he managed to get the hand of what she was talking about whenever she had a problem.

"I'm sure it took a while to fix up once you shipped it overseas," he shook his head, "that's a mean machine with all those expensive parts,"

She spent her life saving to build the beauty, she walked over and sat next to the natural crimson haired man, "Nothing like hard work eh?" resting her elbows on her knees, "that's why you guys barely seen me whenever school was over,"

"That's a damn shame, choosing a car over your friends," teasing her as she gave him a playful push, "anyway, the car must hold a sentimental value for you to go through all the trouble in shipping it here,"

Her smile slowly faded an she grew quiet. He's right, but the car hold more than that, it holds her past, the memories her, her father, and her brother shared, something she didn't want to give up right away.

Renji seen her demeanor change drastically; resulting in him asking another question away from the subject, "Are you ready to celebrate Grimmjows birthday tonight?"

"Please don't remind me it's his birthday, just say a random night out," smiling at him, "but if you must know yes, I hope we have fun like we did last time,"

"I'm sure you would, you were so drunk that you started dancing on Ichigo like he was your own strip pole,"

Her face turned a bright red, "Shut up! You're not supposed to mention that!"

Renji couldn't help the blatant guffaw that roared into the street, "I think he likes you even more now,"

"He can't," her cheeks turning back to their natural color, "we have an agreement, and besides you know the rules just as well as I,"

"Rule number one: 'no catching feelings'" accordingly speaking in unison.

"Speaking of," leaning back on her palms now, "I see you and Rukia made up,"

"Heh, she finally understands how this thing work,"

A raspy "Worthless" came from the screen door behind them, grabbing both of their attention as they looked to see the blue haired beau.

"How long were you standing there?" Aleya asked

"It's no concern t-"

"Forget it," calmly cutting him off before they got into a pointless heated confrontation. They both knew they couldn't talk to each other without being smartasses to one another, so she tried to avoid it as much as possible; it gets hard because she shares a home with him.

"You got some nerve calling someone worthless, I bet you have someone upstairs with you right now," Renji looked back to see him grinning in the doorway, as two pair of hands manifested on Grimmjow's body.

"Grimmjow, come back upstairs," a sensual voice called for him. Then another voice giggled at the top of the steps; waiting for him.

Smirking now, "Does that answer your question Renji?"

Renji respected the man even though he can be a narcissistic prick all the time, but Renji gave credit to where it's due.

Grimmjow turned to meet the beauty with plum colored hair, "Round three?" wrapping his arms around her waist lifting her up. She nodded her head in a yes; kissing his neck as he made his way upstairs where the other blonde haired woman followed behind them.

Aleya watched as they disappeared into the left side of the staircase, murmuring to herself, "…before they even made it to the bed?"

"Huh?"

She turned back to meet Renji wide eyed, "I have to admit, he's the man,"

Renji slightly laughed. He never met a gorgeous woman like Le or befriended one like her before. It's as If she was more of his brother than a sister to him. She wouldn't get offended about things most women would, "You are a rare woman indeed,"

She bowed her head, "thank you my dear," smiling at him.

He could slap himself; he figured the deafening thought was too loud since he spoke what wasn't supposed to be expressed, but the awkward situation went better than expected. She's a tough one to anger an Renji was thankful for that, but Grimmjow can get under her skin easily; he can piss anyone off.

"HEEEY!"

Renji and Le both turned their attention to the tall figure walking towards them.

"Ichigo!" Renji enthusiastically yelled, hoping off the porch's step and running to his longtime friend. It looked like he was going to give him a warm embrace as to any deep-rooted friendship would need but instead he clenched a huge fist an landed it against Ichigo's abdominal causing him to cringe over, "You bastard that was the last slice of MY cheesecake you ate!...that was the last time they made that specific cake for this season!"

Ichigo only looked up and smirked at the red head; it was on. As the two started wrestling with each other of the sidewalk, bumping into grimmjows car setting off the ear splitting alarm.

Le just rose from the step an walked inside; grabbing Grimmjows keys off the hook, silencing the annoying alarm, then grabbed his last honey bun out the fridge, she was hungry and that was the first edible sweet she seen. She heard the head board banging against the wall, a loud moan, and laughing above her.

She laughed to herself, "What the hell is going on?"

After gaining her composure she yelled to the two men outside still tussling, "Boys!" they both looked at her in the screen, "can we have a peaceful afternoon for once?"

It was a pause then Renji released Ichigo's collar as Ichigo unclenched his fist; dropping his arm to his side.

She walked out into the porch biting into the delicious sweet her stomach rumbled for. Ichigo skipped up the four steps appearing in front of her, slighty bent to place a kiss on her already occupied lips, "You're breaking a rule," she accomplished to say with her mouth full of the sweet goodness.

"Who cares," he blurted.

"We have an agreement Ichigo,"

He sighed rubbing the back of his head, "Whatever," turning his back to the caustic woman.

Just as she went for another bite; expecting to taste the frosting on the piece of dough but instead she tasted Ichigo's tongue.

She wanted to pull back from his lips but decided to give in instead; he wouldn't pester her for one later.

He ended their kiss licking the frosting off the corner of her lips, "So worth it," he smirked staring into her pale green eyes.

"You have a thick skull," reprimanding the dogmatic man.

Ichigo leaned against the railing next to her, "It's not showing public affection if no one is watching right?"

Le looked around the proximity to see an elderly man across the street rocking back an fourth on his stoop; she then looked to her right to see a middle aged woman who deliberately dressed provocatively for Renji's sake, then looking left to see the Green haired woman getting out of the car; as she was the girl that snuck out to spend the night with Grimmjow the day before.

Le looked back at Ichigo, "Look around you, there are people watching," taking her seat on the second step now.

"They don't count," waving off the absent-minded audience.

Right now Aleya didn't care whether they did or didn't. She just wanted to relax her sore body. It's her day off from work and she needed the rest since she was heading out to a party that was less than ten hours away.

Ichigo sat behind the tired woman; it's obvious he took a liking to her, those reasons not involving sex. They were friends before their "agreement" and continue to be friends, with a little more extra. He couldn't help being fascinated by her beauty, personality, and intelligence.

She leaned her tired body on his chest.

"You're breaking a rule," he spoke into her scalp.

"You did it to me so it's only right I get even," talking with her mouth full; finishing the last bit of the delicious snack.

Forgetting that Renji was next to them his voice startled the two, "You guys make my stomach hurt," removing his existence from the stairs to the lounging area to play the video game.

Le crumpled the plastic in her hand resting her arms on her stooped knees as she relaxed on to Ichigo's chest. Of course he didn't mind this, he didn't care about the rules or the agreement they had. When he felt like showing his adulation, he would try his best in succeeding the action; only if she lets him. He looked to the side of her to see her eyes closed, relaxing to the cool summer breeze as the sun scorched them.

He kissed her forehead, paying to mind to the smirk that came across her face.

"You should listen more before you get hurt," softly speaking about his charming notion.

She loved the protective feeling she got from him, that all she would ever allow herself to love. It's not like she doesn't care for him or anyone else in her circle, in all actuality she's protective of them; that's all.

"Are you falling asleep?"

"I was until you spoke," she slightly smiled.

He laughed, "Sorry didn't mean to startle you," he rose off the step, causing her to look back at him, "come on, I'll run you a bath," holding his hand out.

This was an offer she couldn't refuse she was sore an she didn't mind him being there to massage her, she slyly grinned, "Okay,"

XOXOXOXOXO

Ichigo rested the side of his face on hers as she rested the back of her head on his broad shoulder, soaking in the unbelievably steaming hot water that stopped to his shoulder and to her neck.

"This feels great," she sighed out the three words.

She slightly bent her legs to the side holding his arms wrapped around her stomach, closing her eyes to the rapture of comfort. Even though it was hot outside; the house felt like an igloo, making it even more relaxing for the two.

"Ichigo?" she lightly said his name.

"Yeah?"

Without much hesitation, she was overwhelmed with what she was feeling, "I'm happy I met you,"

He slightly laughed, "How many rules have we broken already," speaking gently into her ear.

"I have no idea," gaily laughing, "…I just want to savor this moment,"

"…So do I"

A loud knock surprised the couple, disrupting the once calm ambiance.

"What the hell are you two doing in there?" the pretentious man yelled from behind the door.

Le sighed, "Grimmjow you're an asshole…nobody disturbed you while you was making another hole into your wall with that headboard of yours,"

"I don't give a damn I gotta piss!"

Ichigo started to get out but Le didn't move, "he can wait," was her rigid response, and there was no changing that.

He sat back down but didn't lean back.

There were three knocks before the proud man kicked the door open, "I tried to be civil, so don't blame me for the door not closing," looking directly at Le

It took Le all she had not to choke him, but Ichigo held her down, deeply kissing her as Grimmjow did his business and left. Ichigo let her go; Le abruptly got up grabbing her towel stomping the whole way to her room.

Ichigo only laughed; wrapping his towel around his waist, draining the water, and grabbing their clothes. He made it to her room seeing her lounged sideways on her king size bed, still in her towel; vexed. He sat their clothes at the edge of the bed laying behind her wrapping his arms around her as he looked at her angry expression, "Don't get so worked up,"

"It's easier said than done," her voice was cold.

"I hope you know he does this purposely to piss you off,"

"Why?" turning her head to look up to his eyes.

"Because to him you're easy to get like this and you prove that to him everytime,"

Turning her head back to where it was, resting her palm by her face, "Shut up…"

He smiled, resting his face into the side of hers, his serene voice caressed her cheek, "Next time we'll go to my house it's only a house away and nobody will barge in,"

"It's a date," her voice relaxed now but her body wasn't.

Ichigo just looked at her stroking her hair to calm her, he seen her eyes flutter close as he rested his face in the back of her neck, falling asleep himself.

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