Hi! i'm back...first of all thank you for reading my first fic ever..and for those who leave a review thank you so much... i really appreaciate those reviews you gave me. THANK YOU SOOO MUCH.. I hope I'll get more reviews from you guys.. I also edited(corrected spellings, insert a missing word, etc.) the first two chapters.

Anyway this chapter is a long one and doesn't tell much about the plot of the story, but the first ICHIRUKI MOMENTS for this fic will happen here. i hope you'll like it. Since it's my first time writing a story I'm sorry if its OOC. . :P

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The soundtrack for this chapter is I will take you forever by Kris Laurence and Denise Laurel

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Chapter 3 Touch

She can feel it. A cold breeze brushes her face as she lies uncomfortably on something. Suddenly the blinding light was gone but something warm touches her shoulder.

After turning off his car's engine Ichigo rushes to the girl who was still lying on the ground. 'She's not moving.' His body was still trembling as he kneeled besides her leaning over to check is she's hurt or worse 'dead'.

Rukia felt a trembling hand on her shoulder and then she slowly opens her eyes a bit. 'What happened?' she thought to herself as she tries to recall the events a few seconds ago.

'There was a loud noise and a bright light coming my way, which I think I almost got hit by a car?' Check!

'Okay, but I didn't get hit… I just panicked and came stumbling on my trolley bag and was lying on it?' Check!

'As of the moment, I am lying on my stomach….and my skirt is falling a bit higher on my thighs….but I'm still alive!' Check! Check! Check!

She closed her eyes as she let out a deep sigh of relief. 'But wait there's more!' her inner voice told her sounding like someone from a commercial TV ad…..

'A trembling hand is on your shoulder,' she snapped open her eyes '…and he's leaning dangerously close to your face now.' and looked at the guy beside her.

Check!

Ichigo saw the girl open her eyes and turned to look at him. "Are you al- gagh!" He was cut off when Rukia quickly sat up hitting the back of her head hard on his nose.

"Oow….watch it! I think you broke my nose." Ichigo yelled cupping his nose while Rukia was holding the back of her head. Both of them are groaning in pain.

"I can say the same to you Idiot, you almost got me killed!" she said suddenly checking up on her body for any wounds or bruises.

Ichigo sighed in relief seeing she's alright. 'At least she's not dead.' He thought as he stand and move closer to her.

"Are you alright? Do you feel dizzy or something? Is something hurting?" he asked in a soft tone as he shrugged off the horrible feeling of shock and disbelief that he felt earlier that almost killed him too. "Here." Rukia looked up as Ichigo extends his arm, offering his hand down to help her stand on her feet.

Her violet orbs met his bright amber ones.

Heaven will only know what only our eyes can say

Rukia reached up for Ichigo and time seems too stood still as her hand touches his.

I will take you forever

Nothing else seems to exist around them as they stand next to each other, his gaze on her and her hand on his.

'Why do I suddenly feel nostalgic about him?'

'She's smaller than what she seems.'

"Have I met this guy before?'

"Why do I have a strange feeling about her?'

'Is he…'

'Is she…'

Ichigo's thoughts were cut off when Rukia did something that sends shiver down his spine. Everything seems to be in slow motion as she tilted her head higher, closing her eyes while her lips were slowly parting apart. Ichigo gulps but he can't remember why and when did his body started leaning closer to her. A cold breeze brushed their bodies as Rukia's lips parted more and more while Ichigo moves closer and closer and closer to her until….

"Aaacchhoooo!"

Ichigo blinks twice and then if it still possible his scowl deepens even more.

'Great! she fucking sneeze right in front of my face…..how unpleasant!' He bit back a groan at the thought of the airborne viruses that can be transmitted to him by now, while Rukia blinks at him innocently, looking confused to see his face in front of her.

"Geez… it's getting colder now. I should get to that hotel fast." She sniffs as she turned her back at him picking her large shoulder bag. Ichigo looks at her while she dusted her bag as if nothing happened a few moments ago.

"I'll bring you to the hospital, so they can check you up." Ichigo said as he picked her trolley bag.

"I'm fine… I didn't bump into your car I was just startled." she said putting her bag on her shoulder. "I don't need to go there."

"I just want to make sure, okay. Just get in the car, I'll bring you to the hospital." he said firmly lifting her trolley bag then headed to his car.

"Hey! Where are you— I said I'm fine! I'm not going anywhere okay. I'm fine and stop bossing me around will you?" the Kuchiki heiress said putting her hands on her waist.

"I'm not bossing you around," he said. This girl can be more irritating by the minute.

"…look I'm just trying to help you okay!"

"Oh well, I don't need your help! Just leave me alone. And don't try to be a Good Samaritan here because you don't look like one, you know." she said as a matter of factly crossing her arms over chest.

'Did she just tell me to leave her alone after I almost died from shock and worry…and act as if nothing happened?'

"Fine!" he groaned irritated throwing down the trolley bag on the ground forcefully giving her a 'Don't-mess-with-a-tired-Ichigo' look.

"Eeeekk! Why did you do that?" she shrieked rushing over to check on her bag. "Do you know how much this cost?" she asked giving him a 'Don't-mess-with-a-Kuchiki Rukia-tired-or-not' look.

But Ichigo didn't barge. "I DON'T know and I DON'T care." he said emphasizing the word 'DON'T'. "Look, if something bad happen to you or if you die of concussion, the only thing to blame here is you and your stubborn ass!"

Wow! He must be very tired….. Or he's just offended with the 'Good Samaritan' comment?

"What!" she yelled giving him a disbelieving look. "So you really expect me ask help from exactly the same wreckless driver who almost got me killed?"

"You almost got killed because you're careless, crossing the stupid road without noticing a car coming at cha!"

"Excuu-uuse me! If I'm careless then what do you call yourself? Stupid carrot top!"

"What did you say?" he felt his anger tick upwards.

"It's true! You must be stupid for not noticing me from afar." she stepped closer at him as she yelled.

"You suddenly crossed the road while the fucking green light was on!" he yelled back also leaning closer sporting the same angry face as hers.

"Ah! What a foul mouth…How dare you try to pin this on a green light!" Rukia said straightening her back; she crosses her arms over her chest as she looks at him with disgust. Wondering why he suddenly talks about a certain 'green light' when it has nothing to do with the accident earlier. But in reality, it has everything to do with it though Rukia didn't know about it since she's new and naïve to the world outside the mansion.

In the four years that she spend inside the orphanage, she didn't have the chance to go outside until Byakuya Kuchiki adopted her and brought her to the mansion, which becomes an even larger prison for Rukia. She doesn't know the reason why, but Byakuya was overprotecting her; prohibiting her to go outside the mansion. That's why she decided to escape. She wanted to experience life outside her box. But she didn't escape from the mansion just to have fun; there is a deeper reason why she's now in Karakura. But before she can do that, she'll have to deal with a certain carrot headed guy in front of her first.

"Listen, is something hap— "she winced when suddenly felt pain on her right palm.

"Why? What is it?" Ichigo's mood quickly changes as she grabs her hand to check on it. Rukia was surprised to see a look of concern on his face.

"Aah. It's just a small scrap. Just rinse it with water and then try to cover it with…" he said rubbing the surface around her scraped palm. Rukia stares at him as the feeling of nostalgia comes back again. She quickly averted her gaze when Ichigo glanced up at her. She turned to look down but then her eyes widened at what she saw. Her rabbit plushie was staring at her as the carrot top was stepping on it, pinning the poor thing on the cold and rough surface of the ground.

"…can also put an alcohol on it to sanitize—"

"My precious!" Ichigo paused when he felt that the petite girl's body tensed up.

"Huh? What is i— gaaah-ugh!" for the second time he was cut off when Rukia suddenly push him making him fall hard on his ass.

"What the hell was that for?" he yelled at her as he rubs his back.

"Silence! You filthy low life commoner!" she said gritting her teeth in anger as she pick up the plushie on the ground. She was angrier now than earlier.

He sighed, "I knew it! You must have hit your head, that's why you're freaking out. There must be concussion…" he continued as he stands up. "C'mon we're going to the hospital." He turned to Rukia but suddenly…

'Spaaaaakk!' a dirty rabbit plushie came smacking on his face. He groaned under his breath, gritting his teeth as a nerve popped in his head. He was about to yell at her but then…

'Spaaaaakk!' the second hit landed.

'Spaaaaakk!' and there comes the third one.

'Spaaaaakk! Spaaaaakk! Spaaaaakk!' the smacking goes on until Ichigo loose it and fights back for his dear life. He shove her left arm forcefully grabbing her wrist.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH— "

'Spaaaaakk!' poor Ichigo, forgot about her other arm.

"THAT'S ENOUGH, YOU FREAKIN' MIDGET!" he growled at her, face red because of anger but mostly because of the plushie smacking. He held 'both' of her wrists tightly as he was holding on to dear life. He knew he was hurting her but HELL, she will kill him if he loosen up.

"Eeek! Let go of me!"

"NO WAY! I'm not letting you go until you comes back to sanity, you psycho!"

"I'm not a psycho! Get your filthy hands off of me, PIG!" she fidgeted but Ichigo didn't let her arms go instead he grip her even tighter.

"No! Not until you tell me why you're freaking out!"

"I hate you!" she spat the words to him.

"Well who say you don't. And hey, I hate you even more."

Rukia pouts as she turned to look away from him but she seemed to calm a bit, making Ichigo sigh in relief.

"Look, whatever it is that your ass is freaking about, I'm sorry okay." He said it in a softer tone. Ichigo may be a bit of a bad attitude and a very short-tempered guy but he's still considerate and thoughtful.

Feeling the sincerity in his voice Rukia calmed down. She's still pouting but she lowered her shoulder giving Ichigo the hint that she's now under control. Ichigo waited a few more seconds until he finally releases her wrists. He sighed as Rukia turned to pick up her bag again and heads toward the hotel, stomping her feet.

Shaking his head, he grabs the pull-up handle of her trolley then followed her. 'What an odd girl, is she a paranoid type?'

"A room for one!" the male and female receptionists were startled as the little raven-haired girl taps her hand strongly on the counter desk. Rukia was really pissed and exhausted for the fact that she didn't even bother to say the word 'Please' which is mandatory for an elite girl like Rukia.

"Kouzuki," she told the male receptionist "Kouzuki Rukia." The male receptionist nodded and started typing on the computer desk top as Rukia taps her finger impatiently on the counter. The hotel lobby has simple cream tiled floors, cream wall paint and a couple of maroon couches and seats were on the center. Since it was already late in the evening, no one was in the lobby except for the two receptionists and an old guard outside the hotel door. The hotel was rather a cheap one but Rukia didn't mind. All she wanted now is to drop dead on a soft bed, but not literally dead.

Ichigo was having difficulty in pulling the trolley bag so he picked it up instead. 'Geez, this bag is like her owner. Stubborn as hell.' he thought not noticing that one of the trolley's wheel is already peeling because of what he did to it earlier.

He looked up at Rukia who was now talking to the startled receptionists. Now that she's under a bright light Ichigo started to make a scrutiny on the petite girl, she have a tiny face, a pert nose, and a pinkish thin lips that compliments her white skin. He can see some black strands of loose hair escaping under her purple cloche hat. A short purple dress exposed her white thighs and hugs the curves of her small body while a black leather boots tucked her legs. By her looks and the way she dress, not to mention she's a brat, Ichigo can tell that she comes from a wealthy family.

The moment Ichigo enters the lobby; Rukia got her room key and heads towards the elevator without turning back at him. She's still pouting when Ichigo puts down her trolley beside her simultaneously as the elevator door opens. Neither one of them spoke as Rukia got inside the elevator pulling her trolley while Ichigo, still scowling turned to leave.

When Rukia settled inside the elevator, she saw something on the floor. She kneeled to pick it up and groaned under her breath as she realized what it was. And it's just like watching a slow motion scene in a movie as Rukia aimed at Ichigo like a professional pitcher of a baseball team then yelled at him.

"Hhiiyyuuu…istuuuppiid…kaaarrrooot…ttaaaaapp!" her voice became louder with every word making Ichigo and the two receptionists turned to look at her.

Ichigo's eyes widened as he saw Rukia aiming at him angrily. And as the elevator door was slowly closing Rukia throws something in his direction in an incredible speed leaving a gash of wind behind.

"Hhuuuwwaaaatt ddaaa—"was all he can muttered because

'DING!' the elevator door shut close simultaneously as the wheel of Rukia's trolley bag hits Ichigo square in his forehead.

"Stupid…freaking…midget!" was Ichigo's last words as the two receptionists stared at him. Their gaze followed Ichigo's body as he falls stiffly on the floor, forming an 'Ow' shaped with their mouth and a pained look in their faces as they heared the loud thud.

They looked at each other, then the female receptionist asked her partner as they scooted over to him to have a better look. "Do you think he's dead?"

"Hmmn…Nah…he's just uncouncios." The male receptionist answered poking Ichigo's chest as his female counterpart leaned closer to Ichigo's face.

"Ooh…he's cute! Do you think I can bring him in my quarter? You know just to check him up."

Move your ass Ichigo before this clown painted face receptionist take advantage of your unconscious body!

"No! You can't do that stupid." Luckily, he was save by the jealous male receptionist—

"I think I know what to do."

—or maybe not .

"So what are we going to do?" the female receptionist asked.

The male receptionist turned to his partner and said…

"Get a pale of water…"

"Hmmn?" the girl raised an eyebrow.

"Make sure it's cold."

i hope you like it..Poor Ichigo...don't worry he's strong I'm sure he can handle a couple of Rukia Bullyings.I promise he'll have his turn..bwhahaha...

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Preview for the next chapter:

-"I will take the house for a hundred and fifty thousand."

-"Ichigooo! Aren't you excited?"

- Rukia's eyes widened, "WOW! Is this the House?"

-"Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"