"NO!!" Chizuru wailed as she saw Rukia step into the classroom with several injuries. "HONEY!! WHAT HAPPENED!?" Rukia sweat-dropped as Chizuru started to hug Rukia tightly and lather her face with Rukia's small chest.
"A car… it kind of…" she said, laughing nervously.
"A CAR?!" Matsumoto screeched as she joined in the hugging. "OH OUR POOR LITTLE RUKI-CHAN!!" she also wailed. Tatsuki just glared at the two dully while Orihime participated in the 'let's worry over Kuchiki-san' game as well.
"Kuchiki-san, are you sure you're ok?"
"Yes! I'm sure Orihime-san!" Rukia said, muffled by the two women who wouldn't let go. "And Rukia is just fine! No Kuchiki-san!" she also cried out. Tatsuki pried Rukia out of Rangiku and Chizuru's tight hold and started to yell at them. Rukia blinked while her hair was messed up. Orihime smiled at her.
"If you say so… You know, I nearly got run over by a car too!" she bubbled, hitting her own head lightly.
"Oh? Are you okay?" Rukia asked worriedly. Orihime smile brightly.
"Yup! I'm all rejuvenated!" she exclaimed, making pulling gestures with her arms, causing her chest assets to bounce. Rukia smiled.
"I'm glad…"
"Mina-san! Suwatte!" Ochi-sensei announced. Some students jumped in surprise. Nobody heard her come in. "Come on, sit, sit! We have a test coming up, and this weighs around 40 of your final report mark!" she announced, clapping her hands together. Everybody groaned. "Urusai! Shizukani shite!"
"Sensei, when is the test, exactly?" Michiru asked timidly. Ochi-sensei tapped her chin, deep in thought.
"Next Monday I think!" More groaning.
"I hate fucking Mondays…" Ichigo groaned. He slumped in his chair. He looked beside him and saw Rukia just sitting there, doodling some little drawings. He was impressed when he saw the well shaded rose petals fall off a thorn stem. He was not impressed however, when he saw the ridiculous little Chappy the bunny drawing around the page.
Then, Ichigo thought of something.
"Hey, Rukia…" Ichigo whispered. Rukia turned her face towards Ichigo's voice. "Let's make a study group!" Her brows rose at this.
"A … study…group?" she questioned lightly, tilting her head to the side.
"Yea! So we could study for the upcoming test!" Ichigo boosted. I'll show her… I'm Kurosaki Ichigo, and I score 23rd out of the whole grade. Let's see if you've got the brains as well as the beauty.
"I guess…who's coming?" she asked gently. Ichigo blinked. Back up plan, back up plan, quick!
"Uh… Everyone!"
Ichigo just sat there, grumbling. Renji, Ikkaku, Toshiro, Yumichika, Tatsuki, Momo, Rangiku, Uryuu, Chad, and Rukia were coming. They all decided to stay at Orihime's house and study. But here he was, alone with Orihime, doing… nothing. Orihime popped her head out of the kitchen.
"Would you like anything to drink, Kurosaki-kun?" she asked cheerfully. Ichigo shook his head.
"Nah, I'm fine." He watched the clock tick by so agonizingly slowly. They were meant to meet at 10. It was 10:30. His eyes lit up when he heard the doorbell. He practically sprung at the door, leaving a surprised and dazed Orihime in his presence. He opened the door and his happy face fell as soon as he saw Uryuu standing there. Silence ran between the two while the crickets in summer chirped on. Ichigo slammed the door and continued to stumble over to the table in the middle of Orihime's room. He sat down and slumped his form over the firm wood. Orihime sweat-dropped and opened the door. Uryuu walked in and pushed his glasses up his nose, letting the lens shine in the light for a moment as he stood behind Ichigo, glaring. He dropped his sewing and study bag onto Ichigo's head.
"FUCK!! ISHIDA!" Ichigo yelled.
"Why, hello to you to Kurosaki," he said icily. They shared a glaring contest before they even realized Orihime had already gone out to the railing of her apartment to wave at the rest of the people downstairs.
"Tatsuki-chan! Momo-san! Rangiku-san! Guys! Ohayou!" she called out. The others waved before heading up the steps. Ichigo perked up at the sound of so many people coming. Rukia must be there! He looked towards the door eagerly. Tatsuki. Momo. Rangiku. Chad. Ikkaku. Yumichika. No Rukia. Damn. Ichigo dropped his face onto his palm where his elbow rested on the table. It was a rectangular long table that was enough to suit 13 people. The doorbell rang again. Ichigo ran to answer it. He opened it, and his happy face fell. Again. When he saw Toshiro, he slammed the door and sat back down.
"Kurosaki!!" Toshiro yelled when he entered. Ichigo grumbled and mumbled profanities under his breath. They studied for around an hour, all topics of conversation passing Ichigo. He just kept glancing at the time. As soon as he heard footsteps outside, he sprung up, surprising everyone at the table, and slammed the door open.
"RU-"
"Yo…" Renji said quietly, slightly puzzled about Ichigo's behaviour. Ichigo slammed the door and turned around. Renji slammed it open and kicked Ichigo's ass.
"Bastard!" he yelled. Ichigo stuck his rude finger up and glared at him. It was 12:30 now. Where the hell was Rukia?! Ichigo checked over and over again to make sure that everyone was here so next time the door opened, it would DEFINITELY be Rukia. So when the doorbell rung AGAIN he pounced at the door and opened it with a bright smile.
"RUKI-" he stopped. It was a bloody postman. Ichigo stood there in silence, all emotion devoid of his face. Then, he cracked.
"SON OF A MOTHER FU-"
"ICHIGO!" Toshiro bellowed. Uryuu, Chad and Renji held Ichigo back while he kept screaming profanities and curses at the poor mailman. Orihime squeezed through and handled her business with the trembling postman. Orihime laughed nervously.
"Ahah… well, he's just having a bad day, thank you you for coming, nice to see you-"
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN NICE TO SEE HIM THAT SON OF A-"
Orihime slammed the door before he could say anymore. After calming Ichigo down for 15 minutes, he finally sat back down, red faced and practically steaming. The doorbell rung again for the millionth time according to Ichigo's mind. Ichigo glared at everyone at the table who expected him to bounce up and open it.
"…"
"The fuck you lookin' at?!" he sneered. They all gave him the expectant look. He snarled and then stood up to slam the door open. He screamed at the person at the door.
"WRONG ADDRESS, FUCK OFF!" he paused in shock when he looked down into a… white sunhat. It had a blue ribbon around it that ended in a nice bow on the side. The sunhat rose to reveal Rukia with innocent, questioning eyes and black, silk hair tied into two plaits with blue ribbons. She wore a spaghetti strap light blue sundress that stopped at her knees. She carried 2 heavy plastic bags, a watermelon and fruit in one with something that appeared to be bento boxes in the other. Her bandages were all removed.
"I…uh… I'm… sorry?" Rukia said stiffly before turning around. She walked 3 steps before being dragged into the apartment by Ichigo. He carried her bags and dumped them on the floor in Orihime's kitchen.
"Rukia-san! Welcome!" Orihime said happily. All the girls cheered as well while the guys grunted and acknowledged her presence. Rukia smiled as she placed her white satchel bag next to her and brought out her pencil case. She sat on the end of the table, Orihime on her left with Ichigo on her right.
"I'm sorry I'm so late, but I had no idea I would be this late! I bought fruit as well!"
"Well what time did you get the stuff?!" Ichigo snapped, obviously mad she came so late. Rukia pondered for a bit.
"Ano… 12:30 I think."
"12:30?! WE WERE MEANT TO MEET AT 10!" Ichigo yelled, one fist on the table and one fist clenched on his lap that was facing outwards of the table.
"Hontou? Ah… Gomen…" she said quietly.
"Ah, it's quite ok Kuchiki-san!" Uryuu began nervously.
"Yes! It think you arrived fashionably late, don't you agree?" Yumichika said, nodding at the other people with a sweat-drop. Everyone started to agree.
"Yea! Don't listen to Kurosaki-kun," Momo said breezily as she waved her hand up and down.
"Oi! I'm still here you know!" he snapped. Everybody glared at him(except Rukia of course).
"So?" they all said dully. He sunk down in his seat and continued his work.
"Ano…. Rukia-san, how do you do this question?" Orihime asked as she pushed her book over to Rukia. Rukia smiled and began to explain.
"Well, to do this, you're going to have to substitute x with 0."
"Yea…" Orihime trailed off. Then, the harder the thought about it, she suddenly understood. "Oh!! Arigatou Kuchiki-ah, I meant Rukia-san!" Rukia smiled.
"It's alright!" she replied with a smile. Ok, Kuchiki Rukia was officially pissing Kurosaki Ichigo off. "Oh!" she exclaimed. She stood up and went to the kitchen. She grabbed the large plastic bag that held a box in it and came back to the living room.
"How about a small lunch break?" she questioned happily. Everybody seemed to sigh or groan in relief. Many of them excluding Ikkaku and Yumichika, had white bands tied around their head to help keep the hair out of their eyes. Rukia, Orihime, Rangiku and Momo used them as hair ties.
"What did you buy, Rukia-san?" Rangiku said greedily while Rukia set the bag down on the now cleared table.
"Eh… I didn't really know what everyone liked, so I think I asked for everything…" Rukia said, trailing off. Everybody stared at her in horror. She began to un-stack the boxes. There were 13 in total. Rukia began to open the boxes and revealed 13 different platters of sushi. Everybody's mouth watered. Rukia brought out the wooden take-away sticks that came with the bag and gave everyone 2 small bottles of soy sauce that was contained inside a small fish.
"Itadakimasu!" she exclaimed happily.
"Itadakimasu!" everybody else followed. They began to feast in and Rangiku just moaned on the spot.
"It's so good!"
"Yea, where did you buy this from??" Ikkaku asked, shoveling some tempura down.
"Eh? Buy…?" she asked, trailing off while she chewed on her shrimp.
"Yea, buy! I should really go there one day!" Renji exclaimed.
"You'd probably eat the whole menu!" Tatsuki snapped. This earned a laugh from the others.
"Eh… I didn't buy this… I helped the chefs make it…"
"EH?!" everybody spat out the food they were chewing and stared at her with wide mouths. Rukia blinked.
"Your chefs?!" Ichigo sputtered. No way, she even had chefs. What next, maids?!
"Hai… they made it and I helped them…" Rukia said quietly, slightly embarrassed. Silence engulfed everyone while the shock settled in.
"W-wow…" Orihime breathed.
"Compliments to the chef!" Rangiku cheered before she raised her chopsticks in the air and dug in again. Chatter and eating began again after the shock had settled in.
"Ah! I know!" Momo exclaimed. Toshiro glanced at her curiously. "We could have our next study group at Rukia's!" Everybody began to agree and nod his or her heads in approval.
"Are we actually allowed?" Toshiro asked dully. Rukia pondered about it, a sweat-drop gracing her features.
"Ano…. I should think so…." She said quietly.
"Okay!! So next time there's a test, we're meeting at Rukia's place, agreed?" Tatsuki cheered, pumping a fist into the air.
"Agreed!" everybody shouted back.
"At least this time she won't be so late," Ichigo snickered at Rukia. She blushed and managed to hold a small playful glare at him.
"Oh my god I'm dead…" Keigo muttered as tears of happiness overflowed his cheeks. Mizuiro collected the papers and laughed lightly.
"It's ok, at least you gave it your best!" he said lightly. Ichigo glanced over to a calm Rukia that was reading a book. He leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"So how was it?" he asked huskily. Rukia turned and didn't blush at all with the close proximity.
"It was ok, though I think I may have gotten a score in the low 60s or high 50s," she said modestly as she started to laugh nervously.
That's good to hear.
"Well, I studied my ass off so I think I got pretty good," he said smugly while he lay back in his chair and relaxed.
Better than you anyway.
"Really? That's interesting to know," Rukia said gently before returning to her book. Ichigo looked back at her in the corner of his eyes.
Hn. Perfect? Che. Doubt it. Beauty + brains never works.
"Oi, Ichigo, what'd you get, do ya reckon?" Renji questioned as he turned in his seat to face Ichigo. Ichigo shrugged.
"I probably got crap."
"Che. That's not what you said to Kuchiki seconds ago," he said smugly, scrunching his face into a grin. Ichigo smirked and leaned back leisurely.
"She don't need to learn that."
He couldn't do anything but stare in horror at the common test results that were hung on the school notice board the next day. He, oh yes, Kurosaki Ichigo, he got good. He got 10th out of the 322 11th graders. Yea. That was good. So why the fuck did Miss. Kuchiki get 1st in the bloody whole school?! She received better than Kunieda Ryou, Ishida Uryuu and Hitsugaya Toshiro even! Un-fucking believable. Yea, those 3 normally tied together for 1st place, so why was Rukia's name on the top?! Above every other fucking smart person in the fucking world?!
"Rukia-san, sugoi!" Orihime cheered.
"Eh? What did I-" she looked at the paper and let her eyes widen. "Oh… again… I thought for sure I wouldn't…" she whispered quietly. Tatsuki raised a brow.
"Heh? Again?! You mean you always get 1st place!?" she exclaimed. Rukia nodded lightly.
"But I don't think I really deserve it, I made lots of errors and-"
"Of course not Rukia-san!" Momo cheered. "You did well, and you should be celebrating! Right, Shiro-chan?" Momo nudged Toshiro lightly. He blushed and defiantly held his hand out to Rukia.
"…Eh?" Rukia questioned. Toshiro opened an eye.
"Momo's right. You should be happy. Congratulations," he said stiffly.
"He's just not happy he got beaten. He never does," Rangiku teased lightly. He hit her lightly on the stomach, not too hard. He walked off. Uryuu and Ryou walked over to her.
"Congratulations Kuchiki-san, though I really find it hard to believe Ishida-kun, Hitsugaya-kun and I received 2nd place," Ryou said lightly, shaking her hand. Uryuu shook it also and gave her another congratulations. Orihime had suddenly proposed everybody go down to the ice-cream parlour to celebrate everybody's good marks. Rukia smiled and agreed. Everybody else came back from looking at their scores that lay in the 100s and nodded, agreeing.
"Well, I did better this time than last time thanks to Kuchiki's help," Ikkaku began. Rukia looked at him in surprise.
"Yes, Rukia-san did well in teaching many of us. We should treat her," Yumichika added, placing his hand on Rukia's shoulder.
"Yea! Let's treat her to a sky-scraper sundae!" Momo cheered loudly. Everybody began to agree and give in their fill of money, which wasn't very much, seeing as there were 13 people paying.
"No, I couldn't! Please, don't, there's no reason to waste money on me! Buy treats to congratulate yourselves!" she exclaimed, waving her hands in front of her.
"Nonsense. Think of this as our welcoming gift," Toshiro said, smirking. Momo hung on his arm lightly.
Rangiku and Orihime grabbed poppers out of nowhere and popped them.
"Congratulations and welcome Kuchiki Rukia, at Karakura High!"
"Woohoo!!" everybody cheered.
Ichigo seethed on the very spot he was standing. He sent the dirtiest dirty in the whole world of dirties her way, hoping to drill a hole into her.
"No… fucking way…" he growled. Ok, so she had beauty and brains. So? She couldn't be perfect at EVERYTHING. No. That's impossible. NOBODY'S perfect. He was taught that long ago. Not in this world.
No one.
Author's Note -
Sorry i take so long to update! And my stories are so crap, and I'm still updating...DX
Tell me if i could improve on anything, or if I do something bad! Or or, make a mistake!
Okies? I really want to become better!
I hope you enjoyed the chapter...
Mina-san - Everyone
Suwatte - Sit Down
Urusai - Noisy/annoying/shut up. On the net, it's shut up but in class, I learnt it was noisy/annoying..."
Shizukani Shite - Be Quiet
Sensei - Teacher
Ohayou - Morning
Hontou - Really
Gomen - Sorry
Itadakimasu - Something you say before you eat (eg. Thank you for the food)
Hai - yes/ something you say that is equivalent to I heard you, I'm coming
Sugoi - Amazing.
Just in case you guys forgot, and weren't bothered to check what those words meant, I redid them
Have a great week,
Ruki-chan