Sorry for the delay. First I was sick, and then I got a new video game, and then I had a bunch of stuff to do. But, here you go! So sorry for making you wait!
No matter how hard he tried, Ichigo couldn't figure out what was different about Rukia. Her breasts appeared larger due to the pushup bra, but he was far too ignorant to notice that. Before long, Karin took notice of the fact that he was staring at the other Soul Reaper uncharacteristically.
"Wow, you've been even more attracted to her since she got new clothes the other day." His sister stated in her usual tone of voice.
"Wha-what? No, I'm just trying to figure out what the hell's different about her, that's all." Ichigo argued with a subtle tinge of pink on his cheeks.
"You're hopeless." She sighed, shook her head, and walked off.
A half an hour later, Rukia burst into the kitchen holding Kon, where Ichigo was eating a bowl of cereal.
"Hollows." The young woman didn't need to say anything else. Ichigo took the little green pill out of the stuffed lion and swallowed it, then followed Rukia out the door. She had swallowed her soul candy beforehand, so both members of the pair were all ready to handle the threat. This time, there were three little red dots on the screen, all close together. If there were only one or two, Rukia would often go deal with them herself. However, if there were any more than that, Ichigo would go too just to be on the safe side.
One of them was very round and roly-poly. It looked harmless enough, but it smelled simply awful. The other two were normal looking though, and turned out to be quite weak. Rukia froze them solid and shattered them while Ichigo played keep-away with the other one.
In the end, the hollows were quickly and easily dispatched, but a horrifying sight was awaiting them at home. Fortunately, the other Kurosakis were out at the time. If they weren't, well, neither of them wanted to even imagine that.
Kon, in Ichigo's body, was laying on the floor in nothing but his underwear, with Chappy, Rukia's Gigai on top of him, rubbing chocolate all over his chest.
"WHAT THE HELL!" The real Ichigo turned bright red with a combination of anger and embarrassment. He immediately pulled the fake girl off of his body and got back into his property, then rushing into the bathroom to get cleaned up.
"Chappy, no." She scolded the soul inhabiting her gigai, who, thank goodness, was still fully clothed, although the top two buttons on her top were undone. The poor thing didn't know any better, but Kon on the other hand, should have.
"Kon!" Rukia placed the candy back in the discarded plush and gave him a murderous look.
"What? Do you really think that I'd resist her doing that?" He desperately tried to escape her wrath as she stomped her foot hard down on his face.
Needless to say, Kon was locked in a drawer.
"Ugh, Kon." He vigorously scrubbed off the chocolate from his chest. "If we didn't get there when we did you'd be in so much more trouble right now. I keep telling you, I want to actually be in my body when I lose-" Ichigo was mumbling angrily to himself when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Ichigo." It was Rukia, but it's not like it could have been anyone else anyways.
"What?" The male grunted, still highly agitated with the modsoul.
"I have business in the Soul Society. I need you to watch Chappy and make sure she doesn't get into any more trouble." The girl commanded sternly, not really giving him a choice. Before Ichigo could even respond, her spiritual pressure vanished from the area.
"Hell no!" He called out in vain, thinking that the last thing he wanted to do was watch that...thing.
Only a few moments passed before there was a knock on the door.
"Ichigo!" Rukia's gigai sang. "Can I join you?" She asked, ever so sweetly.
"No!" The boy turned bright red, thankful that the door was locked. Unfortunately for him, that didn't stop her.
[Author's Note: I'm really rusty on how she acts, but I remember that she's really hyper.]
She forced the door open and jumped onto his back.
"Getoffame!" The substitute Soul Reaper struggled and squirmed in her grasp, trying to keep his head above the water so he wouldn't drown in the bathtub.
"Wheeee!" She seemed very pleased with herself for having captured the young male.
"How can I distract her?"
He frantically thought as he had his head shoved underwater yet again. "Why don't we play dressup?" Ichigo suggested, praying that this wasn't how he'd die.
"Dressup? Dressup!" The being who looked like Rukia hopped off of Ichigo and bounced out the door.
"I think we have some costumes in the attic!" The young male called out, hastily shutting the door again, finishing his bath as fast as he could.
A few minutes later, Ichigo sat in his room, drying off his hair with a towel. Chappy burst in, wearing a bunny girl outfit. The way it was structured augmented her breasts perfectly, and the dark tights with heels were very flattering on her legs. However, since the wearer was hopping around like a rabbit, the sight was not as sexy as it could have been. Even so, the boy blushed slightly, forgetting for a moment that that was not actually Rukia.
"Look what I found!" She grinned.
"Okay, I'm pretty sure if we had that in our attic, I'd know about it." Ichgio told her, half clueless, half annoyed.
"It wasn't. It was in a bag in under Rukia's bed." Rukia-but-not-Rukia told him. Now, Ichigo couldn't imagine why on earth Rukia would have something like that. Whenever he tried, only dirty thoughts popped into his head which he promptly shook out. It was like she fell out of a school shonen manga. As she looked up at him, her violet eyes glistened as if they were gemstones set into her face.
"Well, that was a boring meeting..." Rukia said to Renji. It had been the annual Kuchki meeting that all Kuchki were required to go to, whether they wanted to go or not. Of course, she'd never say such at thing to her brother or any of the others, But Renji was there to listen.
"I bet it was just a bunch of stiffs going 'Oh dear, my tea has gotten cold.'" He mimicked in a pretentious tone while flaring his nostrils. The young man laughed at his own joke and Rukia snickered.
"That's not too far off. Although there was a discussion about who would become head of the family should something happen to my brother." She told him, looking down as she did, not liking the thought.
"Hmmm... Who would be in charge if Captain Kuchki kicked the bucket, huh... Are you in the running?" Renji leaned against a wall.
"I am under consideration yes. There was a huge debate regarding it however, with me being adopted and all. My brother ended the discussion before it got very far though, saying they'd talk about it later. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he looked kinda angry." The Soul Reaper sighed before continuing. "Anyways, I should get back to the world of the living. I left Ichigo alone with Chappy, and I have a bad feeling." She told him, heading in the general direction of the Senkaimon.
Renji felt a tinge of jealousy bubble up. Ever since they had reconciled, so much of her time revolved around that guy, one way or another. To make matters worse, something looked different about her and he couldn't put his finger on why.
"Hey, can I come with you? There's nothing to do around here." He asked as non-needily as possible.
"Alright. But not for too long. Ichigo's family gets back in about an hour."
"Ichigo! Where the hell are you?" Renji called out through the silent house.
"That's weird. I wonder where he could have gone..." She peeked into his room and saw Chappy, asleep, curled up in a ball, wearing her bunny girl outfit. That was meant to be saved for an occasion called 'Halloween' that wasn't too far away, as Orihime told her that that was the only time one could dress like that in public and not look like an idiot. The rules in the World of the Living were so complicated.
The last thing she wanted was for anyone to see her in it. As cute as it was, it was embarrassing-according to various manga she had read anyways. On it's own there was nothing embarrassing about it. What it was associated with was an entirely different matter. Quietly as could be, Rukia snuck back inside her gigai and started looking for something to change into or put on over it.
"I found him!" Renji sounded very alarmed, as if something were very wrong, so she abandoned her efforts to put something more decent on and rushed over.
Ichigo had been shoved in the hall closet, and it seemed like the teen had been through quite the ordeal. His hair and clothes were both a mess, and there were bitemarks on his neck. Poor thing looked mildly traumatized too.
"I..." He said, voice raspy.
"Yes?" Rukia leaned in closer.
"I..." The young man squeezed out.
"Yes?" She repeated herself.
"I... I am never. Ever. EVER! Watching that, that, that MONSTER again!" Ichigo screamed in her face.
"Moron." The female marched off to change, agitated with him. "Geez... I was worried about him... Idiot..."
"What on earth was she wearing?" The Soul Reaper asked the substitute.
"I don't know." Ichigo replied, not really wanting to give a full explanation. This was close enough.
The two sat in silence for a moment before Ichigo spoke up again.
"Hey, does Rukia look... different to you?" He asked, scratching his head through his bright orange hair.
"Yes! I've been trying to figure it out!" Renji stood up excitedly.
"I've determined that it isn't her hair." The far younger of the two offered up what information he had.
"And it's not her clothes, because I noticed the difference with her in her uniform." The Lieutenant knew that the Shihakusho was as standard as standard could be.
"Same here." Ichigo said monotonely.
The two once more sat there without speaking a word, just waiting for Rukia to return. But before she did, there were some noises coming from the front door that sounded like Ichigo's family.
"You can't be here! You have to leave!" The resident of the house was obviously frazzled at the arrival of the rest of the residents.
"Wait, what? Why?" Renji found himself being led into Ichigo's room and shoved out the window.
"Because you look ridiculous and I don't want them seeing you! You look like a stupid hippy!" He yelled out before shutting the window and taking a deep breath.
"Why does he still wear that..." He asked rhetorically, thinking that the Soul Reaper should know better by now.
About a half hour later, Ichigo was back to trying to figure out why Rukia looked slightly different.
"You know what, I give up. I don't really care anymore..."
"She's wearing a push-up bra." Karin told him dryly, tired of seeing her brother wrack his brain at something he'd never figure. out.
"Oh..." The boy turned bright red, now picturing the female Soul Reaper in lingerie.
"Anything interesting happen while we were gone?" Ichigo's dad asked them at dinner that night.
"Nope. Nothing at all." The two teens said simultaneously, having agreed to never discuss the chocolate disaster again.
End of Dress Dress Revolution. Sorry Part 2 is shorter than Part 1, but I was done with the topic. I have some inspiration on Rukia learning about dates, because it's not something one can do in a straightforward manner without having characters be completely out of character. I'll get to that right away, though I may write a short one on why Rukia can't use the computer unsupervised.