Chapter Two!

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This chapter has less humor in it, I think. More cuteness, though. Enjoy!

Ichigo's eyes were reaching the proportions of large dinner plates. Was Rukia serious? Had she been desperate enough to ask Kon for help? Didn't she know that any plans she had in mind were bound to go astray with a pervert on the case?

"What is it, Kon?" Rukia asked, rather snappishly. She still felt cross after being berated by Ichigo.

"Nee-san, I was looking at your geography history paper, and your teacher wrote 'the Himalayas' as an example. Do you know what that is?"

In response, she pointed. "Ask him."

They both looked expectantly at Ichigo. He began to yell, right on cue.

"Why the hell are you asking me?! I am not a FU- (Yuzu passed by the doorway, which made him tone down his language)-FRINKING reference book!! You already wasted enough of my time! Get out!"

As the very disgruntled duo left, Rukia flicked the switch again out of spite, leaving him in darkness.

The next day, Ichigo was determined to squeeze in as much time as humanly possible for work. Naturally, he sprinted home from school, wanting to start right away.

Too bad that this evening, he wouldn't make a single mark on any of his papers.

He opened the front door. The house was quiet. Since his family was always busy, he was used to the silence. He was more efficient in this environment anyway.

But wait. What was that loud clang? It sounded like it was coming from his room.

Cautiously, he started tiptoeing up the stairs. He didn't notice the pencil on the floor, and accidentally stepped on it, the point pricking him hard on his toe. Temporarily forgetting that he was supposed to be quiet, he swore. Loudly.

"Ichigo? Is that you?" A familiar voice he instantly recognized.

"Rukia? How did you get home before me?"

"I was dismissed early. Was that you swearing just now?"

"Yeah. So what?"

"Were you trying to sneak up here?" A snort. "You of all people should know that you can't help making noise everywhere you go."

"Shut up." He leaped the last few steps and entered the room, ready to continue the argument.

But what he saw made him stop dead, staring.

Rukia was sitting on a chair. Small screws were tossed on the floor beside her. Screwdriver in hand, she was unscrewing the light switch plate. Before his dumbfounded eyes, she removed it and peered interestedly at the now visible wires.

She looked up, dark eyes shining. "Hi, Ichigo! Look at this! Isn't this cool? I didn't know wires looked like this!"

He choked on his own spit, going into a coughing fit.

Ignoring him, her small, inquisitive fingers reached toward the hole in the wall, curious as to see what else was inside. She was two inches away from the wires. Two inches away from possible electrocution.

He didn't know exactly happened next. It was like his body was acting on its own. But at any rate, he found himself springing forward, yanking her hand away, and pulling her to the floor.

Rukia was safe.

But as he seized her fingers, he felt his own accidentally brush against what he had been trying to protect her from.

"OW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Next chapter: The outcome of Kon's academic work is revealed!

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