Hahahahah! another chapter! okay, the POVs might REALLY be unbalanced this time, so forgive me! Anyway, i want to give hugs to all the readers i got up to now, i analyzed the reviews very carefully, and i'd like to say thanks! They really motivated me guys! I feel so giddy cause of you , i love you!

Disclaimer: Ichigo isn't mine. But oh how i wish he were...-RAWR-

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-Rukia-

I struggled to keep a straight face. I knew Ichigo was just, how do you say in slang, messin' with me, but I had to be careful.

CHAPPIE CRAP! He's serious! He put around five bands of tape on my mouth, I guess to stop my protests, threats and insults. Then, he tied my right hand to my left foot, and my left hand to my right foot. I tried to imagine how it looked, and I started laughing again. Well, technically, you couldn't really call it laughing; it sounded more like these strangled noises.

Ichigo raised his eyebrows and made the tape tighter. What was wrong with him? Just because I laughed a little he had to get all worked up… He stood back to admire his work.

"Now to torture you." He said calmly.

My eyes widened. It wasn't the threat that frightened me; it was the manic, insane grin on his face. The chicken one. I don't know what it did more: Scare me or send me into a hysterical giggling fit.

Then he made his way to my closet, leaving me on the bed. I strained to look at what he was doing. I turned my head and saw that he was browsing through my personal things.

"Oh, look, it's your essay on Japanese history, want me to rip it?" he held up my homework.

"ICHIGOOOOOOO!!!!" I yelled. Well, actually it sounded more like: "EMMMEEMMMM!!!!"

I fell off the bed.

Ichigo turned around, laughing, came to me and carried me in front of the closet. I gulped. Well, at least, I tried to. WAIT. How could this loser put me in this position? He should be the one tied up! What was wrong with me? How could I let my guard down? I'm so going to kick Ichigo's butt. A hot white fury blazed in me, and then it died away, and was replaced by sheer fear after I concentrated on what he was doing.

"AAHHHHHHHH!" well, actually, it sounded more like:

"MMMMMMMM!" but who cares about that, because he was holding my-

-Ichigo-

"Chappie ….underwear??" I said disbelievingly. And it was my turn to laugh my ass off. I saw Rukia blushing and looking furious. After I finished, I tossed it back and felt sort of bad.

"Sorry," I said gruffly. "Now you're going in that closet!" I put her on her bed and left the closet door open.

Satisfied of the Rukia-free atmosphere, I went downstairs to eat. What do I do with her? When do I take the tape off? Should I start planning my funeral? I started laughing again. Ha. Chappie underwear…

Stuffing rice in my face, I thought more seriously. What is Rukia to me? Did I like her that way? I didn't know. How do people be honest with themselves? It's a hard life…

-Rukia-

I gritted my teeth, still smarting over the chappie incident. First, I had to get this tape off, and find a way for revenge. I shoved my body hard to get off my bed, and landed even harder outside of the closet. The bastard really did tie me up tight. It was a bitch, not being able to stand up. I forced myself to stay calm. The only way of movement was with my ass, and I had to keep moving my heels and rub my butt against the floor. Plus my hands were tied. When I reached his door, I realized dumbly it was shut. THERE WAS NO WAY I COULD OPEN IT! I beat my head against the wall, frantically thinking of a possible way to open the door. Got it. It was crazy, but worth a try under the circumstances. I stood up, my butt high in the air, touching my toes oppositely, like a gym exercise, and shuffled to the door slowly, trying not to fall. I put my neck over the knob and twisted. It opened! But then I immediately collapsed after seeing the two flights of stairs. This was going to take a while.

This is what I had decided to do: slide down with my butt each individual step noiselessly, find Ichigo, butt-crawl towards him, trip him and… I didn't want to think about the rest. After 10 minutes of painful butt-jumping, I was finished. I could see Ichigo's feet, and slowly, without making a sound, made my way to them. Ha! He didn't even notice I was behind him. The duct tape helped, sort of, because I couldn't make a sound. Then I swivelled my arms/legs over his ankles.

"GAHH! RUKIA! HOW'D YOU GET HERE? WHAT THE HELL??!" Ichigo yelled while tripping and falling.

I scooted, and used all my might to sit on his chest. Glaring at him, I started to pound him with my ass. Like, jump up and down really hard on his chest.

I thought I was doing him damage, but he was just laughing! I wasn't joking. Frustrated, I stopped moving altogether and just sat on top of him, waiting for an idea. Ichigo was laughing so hard, I was vibrating, practically! That and I slipped off his chest and slid between his legs. Bingo! Hands still attached to my legs, I kicked him hard in the groin.

His laughter halted. "AHHHH! OKAY,OKAY, RUKIA I GET IT! AHHH!!" he screamed while I repeatedly kicked him in his balls.

-Ichigo-

Before she could kick me again, I sat up and ripped the tape off her mouth. First words she said:

"YOU BASTARD! My mouth hurts, take the rest of the tape off, scrawny chicken!"

Hurriedly, I took the rest of the tape off. The places where I bound her were red and had tape marks on them. Shit. Rukia looked ready to murder me.

In a rush, I quickly said, "Rukia, instead of dismembering me, how about I do something for you?"

"Hmm, I don't know, how about if I tie YOU up?" she shot at me.

"Besides that and lifting the homework/nagging thing."

She looked thoughtful. "How about you dress in my clothes and I snap a few pictures?"

What? Mockery for the rest of my life? "That's a little too much."

"How about you make me dinner? I want to see you cook. And then maybe I won't avenge you during your sleep. I don't think there's a way to forgive for the chappie thing." Oh yeah, her underwear.

"Uh, yeah, sure. What do you want to eat?" I asked nervously. As long as I didn't poison her with my cooking, we'd be even. Maybe.

"Anything edible. Don't cheat by heating Yuzu's food, Ichigo." She smiled.

She went to get a chair from the table, and after placing it in front of me, she sat down.

Hm. Rice was the easiest thing to make, wasn't it? Rukia's hands folded neatly under her chin, she observed me like a criminal.

"Wait," She said suddenly. "I want you to wear that." She pointed to Yuzu's cooking apron, pink and frilly.

"Huh? No freaking way!" I said, tripping a little.

Rukia cracked her knuckles. "Well, I guess if you want it that way…"

Shit. "Uh, hahaha, I mean, sure I'll wear it." My eyebrow twitched, and it took me all my self-control not to strangle the shorty.

I tried cooking quickly, so the food was a bit burnt, but hey, still totally edible!

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How was it? I know we don't see the other characters yet, bu they'll come in later chapters.

If some of you have noticed, my fic doesnt expand on time. usually, in most chapters, we jump to a few hours later, even a few days later, but my story is very long, and i need every hour i get. Most people don't really detail, but i am huge with them. So you wont see Ruki and Ichi going to the amusement park until a few chapters later.

Please review, so i can post the next chapter for you.

-Jee