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Hijacked Hearts

Chapter 2: Rules

If Ichigo hadn't been so stunned at what or who he was seeing, he probably would have had the dirty mouth of a sailor, every curse known to man flying out of his lips like there was no tomorrow. But, when he looked down to see the person he hit, his mouth opened to speak, but any word that possibly manifested in his head, simply disappeared, like there was nothing in that thick skull of his in the first place. He tried to register into his mind what he was seeing, but he just couldn't comprehend what he was seeing, but he did know one thing for sure.

That the woman he nearly gave a concussion to was the most gorgeous creature he had ever had the pleasure of laying his eyes on.

And to what would seem surprising to the whole female or male population, was that the first thing he noticed were her eyes. Her ferociously angry violet eyes. They were stunning and magnetic, like magnets, pulling him closer and closer to her.

Those stunning eyes were slightly covered with a pair of just knocked off sunglasses framing her small face. She was like Snow White. Her skin was as white as snow, it was like flawless snowy porcelain, and her now disheveled hair that fell over her shoulders was black as ebony, a single stray ebony bang hung between her eyes. Her lips weren't per say red as blood, but they were pink as coral colored roses. Ichigo wanted to mentally slap himself for ever thinking such things of a complete stranger, he sounded pathetic, but he couldn't help himself.

She was just too beautiful.

Her lips started moving fast, as if she were saying something, making Ichigo shake his head slightly to knock himself out of his trance.

"-say sorry? What kind of man are you? You nearly knocked me out with your carelessness! I demand an apology! Hey, Carrot-Top! Are you even listening to me?" Her voice finally reached him as she ranted on.

His temple twitched, slightly. Now, that got his attention.

"Who are you calling Carrot-Top? I wouldn't have had to drop anything on you if you hadn't taken up all the storage space!" Ichigo sneered at her, his nose flaring at her statement about comparing his hair to carrots.

Her jaw drop and she rolled her eyes in annoyance, "You're the Carrot-Top! Look at your hair, it's as orange as carrots! And what are you saying? Are you saying I took up all the space? Well, why don't you just not have a carry-on then? You wouldn't have this problem if you didn't have to bring such a large bag! I mean, look at the size of that thing! It's huge! If you haven't noticed, there is a limit on how much you can bring on!" She pointed at his large ripped backpack, that wasn't even full, if he wanted to he would have put it under his chair, but then there'd be no leg room.

"Why, you… This is your fault! You have an entire suitcase up here! Why don't you get rid of your carry-on?" Argued Ichigo, his arm flaying, violently, as he gestured to her suitcase. This girl was really something. First, she called him Carrot-Top. Now, she was telling him this was his fault that her bag was too big, crazy.

She scoffed at him, jumping up from her seat as she looked at her suitcase in the storage. She inspected her luggage and then his, after much thought, she decided, "No way! You just lack competence about how to put your stupid bag up here! I don't know how you weren't able to get that thing up here! Here, give me that!" Then, just like that, she snatched his backpack roughly out of his hands.

Ichigo's eyes widened in shock as he watched the woman lift the bag over her small figure with one arm as she used the other one to move her suitcase over a little and then slid his backpack in, neatly settling right beside her suitcase. She smiled to herself in triumph, dusting off imaginary dust from her hands, then she turned to him her eyes looking dead into his, nothing but serious shrouding them.

Then she glared at him, crossing her slender arms over her chest, "There, was that so hard? I swear men are all the same impatient Neanderthals. Now, do you have something to say to me?"

Now, it was Ichigo's turn to scoff, "Yes, it was really hard if you must know! Who said I was an impatient Neanderthal? You probably don't even know what that is! And no, I don't have anything to say to you, Midget!" The midget thing had slipped out of his mouth in the heat of the moment and he bit his tongue as soon as he realized the word left his lips. He was about to open his mouth to retract the word, but it was too late.

"What the hell? Did you just call me a midget? Who even says that? What is wrong with you?" She yelled at him, her hands on her hips, then using the heel of her boots, she stomped on his foot.

Ichigo yelped out loud, jumping on to one foot as he held his injured foot, "What the hell? Are you crazy? Those damn things hurt! You dumb Midget! There I said it again! How was that, Midget?"

The woman gave in aggravated growl deep within her throat, the happy mood she was in earlier, ran out the back door. "What? You Carrot-Top Fool! Who do you think you are? Yelling at a girl like that! Do you have no shame?"

"I'll yell at you as much as I…"

"Ahem, please quiet down. You are scaring the other passengers. If you do not quiet down we'll need to ask you to leave the aircraft." A deep, stern female voice interrupted them, making them quickly turn to the origin of the voice. There in the aisle, stood one of those strict ladies that loved their job too much. The type of lady that had perfect posture, always came to work with the most perfect slicked back hair, and was notorious for scaring the crap out of the other workers.

The two argumentative people, quickly bowed to the woman as they mumbled how sorry they were and how it would not happen again. The woman just gave them a once over, her eyes settling on Ichigo a little too long for his comfort, then she mumbled something along the lines of, "I'll keep my eyes on you." Before turning on her heel as she walked in the opposite direction.

Ichigo and Rukia sighed loudly before glaring back at each other. They headed to sit in their designated seats, only to squish each other from going in the seats first, trying to push past each other. With Ichigo's tall, lean build versus Rukia's slender shortness, Ichigo triumphed over her, pushing past the small woman to plop down into the uncomfortable dull blue airplane seat next to the window. She whispered, "Bastard," before sitting in her seat, crossing her legs, then all of a sudden she turned to him.

"Okay, so were stuck in these seats for ten hours, so let's establish some firm rules." She told him sternly, as if she was making a business deal, making Ichigo raised his eyebrows and scowl at her.

"What do you mean rules? What are you? A princess? Well, sorry Princess, but as you can see," Ichigo gestured to the interior of the airplane, "this isn't your castle. So, forget about 'establishing some firm rules' because I'm not following them."

"Ah, is that so?" Rukia said, nodding her head to show her understanding of his statement. "Yes, that is so." He told her, copying her nodding head movements.

Rukia then took her sunglasses off, revealing to him her mesmerizing eyes, making Ichigo think, Oh, see she's going to use those eyes of hers to get what she wants. Wow, what a princess. But to his surprise, she didn't look at him to use her eyes to get her way, instead she carefully inspected her sunglasses, humming to herself as she looked. Then with one smooth movement, she bent the sunglasses so they wouldn't be able to be used, almost breaking them in half.

"Oh my. Look at that. 'You' ruined my sunglasses, during your attempt to give me a concussion. This cost me quite a bit of money. I'm suing you." She turned to him, giving him an evil grin. Ichigo's jaw dropped, astonished by what the woman did and said, he couldn't fathom how messed up she was.

"What the hell? You can't do that! That's illegal! Besides, you're the one who ruined them yourself!" He shouted, pointing an accusing finger.

"Yes, I can. Who said I couldn't? Besides, it's your word against mine and everyone knows women always win." She told him nonchalantly, twirling her sunglasses on her finger, "So, if you really don't want a law suit by the time we get to Japan, I suggest you listen to my rules. It's not that hard to just hear me out, is it?"

Ichigo brought his hand up to press against his throbbing temple, forcing the headache back, "Okay, fine, whatever. I'll listen to your damn rules."

Rukia smiled at him, content with his decision to listen, "Good, good. See, was that so hard? No? I didn't think so. Okay, let's get started. Listen carefully now." She held her hand in front of them, showing one finger as if she were going to start counting off.

"Okay, so number one, no leaving your seat. You have to stay there for ten hours."

"What? Are you crazy? What if I need to piss or something?" He yelled at her for her stupid rule. That was so stupid, who the hell tells their seatmate they can't get up from their seat? That must've been the stupidest thing he's ever heard.

"Well, I don't want to have squish myself or move my legs just so you can get in and out of your seat with your fat ass. That's too much trouble, I suggest you go now if you want to 'piss', besides, that brings us," She held out two more fingers, "to rules two and three. Number two, don't back talk me. What I say goes and that's final. And number three, don't use that sort of profanity around me, it's really ungentlemanly like. Grow up."

"Yeah, I think I really did hit you too hard with that bag. Hey, didn't you use profanity a little while ago?" This woman really belongs in the nearest mental hospital! She's such a bossy princess!

She raised an eyebrow at him, "Didn't we just go over rule two, no talking back? You should start taking notes. Besides, I said you can't use profanity around me, but I can use it as much as I like. So, deal with it. So, anyway, rule number four," She held up her fourth finger in front of his face, "You can't use the arm rest. Ladies first. So, it's mine."

"Rule number five, don't touch me. I don't know where the hell your body has been and I wouldn't want your germs. Rule number six…" And the list of rules drawled on and on. There must've been over thirty rules she gave him and she still didn't seem satisfied with those ridiculous rules of hers, she wanted more rules.

"Are you done, yet?" Ichigo asked, resting his head in the palm of his hand, that should have been propped up on the arm rest, but was propped on to his knee, so he wouldn't violate rule number four and have to listen to her insufferable ranting.

"Hmm, yeah I think that's all… Oh, wait, here," She told him, reaching out of who knows where to pull out a pile of papers, and it wasn't a very thin pack either, "This is a list of the rule I just told you, but you know, in printed form. I'll give it to you so you can freely look back at it at any time, so you won't break any rules. I doubt that little brain of yours will be able to handle all those rules in one go, so it's a lot easier if I just gave you this."

Ichigo was speechless. He didn't even know what to think anymore. That woman wasted over twenty minutes of his life going over a stupid list that she had already printed out in advanced! Crazy and mental were both understatements. Even insane and psychotic didn't seem to describe her, he needed more harsher words to describe her. She was a work of art alright, art that was psychotically messed up on all levels. No amount of beauty was any reason to listen to this crap.

She pushed the pack of papers into his hands, "So here. Are we all good, then?"

"Just peachy." He gritted through his teeth, giving her a forced smile. He weighed the neatly stacked papers in his hands and that's when he decided something.

I'm going to break every rule in this damn list.

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