OnigiriKami: Hello everybody!! I've come again with chapter 3!! WOOHOO!! Well this chapter was made about a week ago, but I needed information gathering, and I have two other stories that I work on..... so it took a long time to update.... -.-'.... Well enjoy!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN BLEACH!!!

Last Chapter...

"But Rukia! He's dangerous!"

There was a silence that was created after what Renji had said. Rukia's eyes were covered with her bangs and she carried him silently. She passed Renji, who was shocked of what Rukia was doing. Then he heard her say something that had made him feel guilty:

"I know that he's dangerous! But leaving alone someone that you know and just walk away from them when they need help... is low!"

Rukia walked to the apartment that her and Renji were living in. Beside her, Renji was holding the unconscious Ichigo. Rukia had not forgotten about the other six people, before she left to her apartment, she called the ambulance to pick them up. She had only taken Ichigo because she only knew him out of all the people. She also wanted to do something else to him....

Rukia shoveled through her school bag to get out the apartment key. She unlocked the door and opened it. She held the door so that Renji could come in also. After Renji was inside, Rukia slammed the door behind her and went to the hallway past their small living room. She held Renji's room door open for Renji to go in with Ichigo.

"W-Wait, hold it! I'm not bringing this guy to my room!" Renji refused. "If he would go into anyone's room, it should be yours! You're the one that told me to bring him!" Renji saw that Rukia slowly walked behind him, then he winced when he felt her hard kick landing on his butt. It had a lot of force, that he was flown into his room.

"Shut up, Renji! Ichigo's a boy! Do you want him to sleep in the same room as me?!" Rukia asked Renji.

"N-No..."

"Good! Then get a futon ready for him!" Rukia said, while she went to the living room. She walked towards the little furniture cabinet in the corner of the room and opened it. As she opened the cabinet, she had found what she was expecting, a first-aid kit. Rukia rushed to Renji's room again to see Ichigo placed on the futon as Rukia had ordered. "Renji.... take his shirt off......"

"W-WHAT?!" Renji looked bewildered at Rukia, "Wait.... can you repeat that?" Renji said, while laughing as if Rukia had said a joke.

"Take off his shirt."

"WHAT?! NO WAY, RUKIA!! That's just wrong!" Renji complained.

"And what's so wrong about that? You both are boys aren't you?" Rukia said, "If I were a boy, then I would have done it myself, but.... if you want me to look at a bare guy and ruin my pure innocent eyes forever then......"

"Okay! Okay!" Renji said in defeat. He then jumped a little when he had not expected Rukia to throw a first-aid kit at him.

"Wrap his wounds up if you see any!" with that, Rukia left the room.

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Rukia had been waiting for thirty minutes and Renji was still in the room. She was playing with a black marker in her hand. She could hear Renji's grumbling and complaints all the way from the living room. She sighed then glanced at the little clock that hung on a wall.

"Renji! You'll be late for work!" Rukia said, as she instantly saw what time it was.

Renji had been working part-time at a restaurant to make money for them to live their lives without any trouble. He had to cover for the rent, groceries, and for school. Rukia would also help sometimes, but Renji had refused for her to work everyday, because he wanted her to focus on school more. Renji was like a sister-complexed brother. He would always worry about Rukia a lot.

"Shit! Hold on!" Renji yelled from his room. After a few more seconds, Renji came out of the room, he had some blood on his hand from Ichigo's wound. "I'm done Rukia!"

"Finally! Hold on before you leave Renji! I want to show you something!" Rukia walked quietly into the room, where Ichigo was resting in. She took the black marker from her hand and opened the cap.

"W-What are you doing, Rukia?" Renji asked awkwardly while entering the room.

"It's pay back!" Rukia yelled triumphantly, but before she could doodle on Ichigo's face, Renji stopped her arm for a while and looked at her straight in the face.

"Is this the real reason why you wanted to bring Ichigo to our house?"

"......."

Renji shook his head, "I knew it... I'm going to get ready for work." Renji left the room to the bathroom so that he could wash up.

Rukia stared at the lightly breathing Ichigo and started off to go close to Ichigo's cheek again. She was going to make a good, dark, and long mustache on his face. She was now millimeters away from where Ichigo's cheeks were. But before she could land a mark, she flinched as she saw the orange head's amber eyes suddenly open. He turned to stare at her for a second, and the only thing that Rukia could think of was to laugh akwardly and wave 'hi'.

"Ahahaha..... hi?" Rukia saw Ichigo's scowl hardening and he grabbed her arm instantly to flip her underneath him. He pinned her arms to the ground and stared directly into her violet eyes. She blushed to see that he was still half naked with only wrappings of bandages on, she had not noticed it, because when he was sleeping Renji had deliberately hid his chest with a blanket, so she instantly closed her eyes. She struggled underneath him, to get out of his grip, but it was so strong that she could not get out of it. "L-Let go!"

But he did not let go, he just made his grip stronger. "Where am I?!" he demanded. His shoulders went tense as he spoke. He didn't trust anyone.

"Ah! That hurts!" Rukia yelled, her eyes snapped open from the pain and was trying to wriggle out of his clutches, "First let go and then I'll tell you!" He didn't listen, but he had loosened his grip to make Rukia talk with less pain, "YOU'RE AT MY HOUSE!! NOW LET GO!!" But as Rukia complained, he did not listen again, until he winced in pain did Rukia had time enough to get out. She saw that Ichigo dropped to the floor with his hand on a spot of his skin that had blood oozing out of it again. Rukia looked around Renji's room to see the aid kit that was left behind. She hurriedly opened it up and took out a roll of cloth. "Here! I'll wrap this around you!"

Ichigo batted away the cloth and painfully said, "Give me some alcohol, a needle, and any string!" Rukia stared at him like he was cuckoo. Then he winced, "Move your ass!" Rukia went up from where she was and ran to the door to get what Ichigo had wanted.

"W-What are you going to do with these?" Rukia asked hesitantly. Ichigo struggled to get up and he rested his head on Rukia's lap, "W-What are you doing?!"

"Shut up! Let me borrow your leg for a while!" Ichigo got the alcohol and slowly unscrewed the bottle. He tilted it near his wound.

"D-Don't tell me your--" Rukia's eyes had narrowed as Ichigo put the stinging liquid onto his open wound. She felt his whole body tense. He was closing his eyes and was biting his bottom lip hard. Rukia saw that his wound was bleeding more now, "See! You made it bleed more!"

"Gi...." Ichigo said breathlessly, "Give me a towel!" this time Ichigo's voice had a lot of force in it. Rukia gently put his head down to the ground and ran to the bathroom in where Renji was. She yanked the door open and didn't care that Renji was about to undress.

"Rukia!" Renji said with his cheeks red. He held a blue towel and he was only wearing a boxer.

"Let me borrow that!" Rukia swiped the towel away from Renji and hurried back to the room. She saw that Ichigo was closing his eyes and his brows were knitted in the middle. She put Ichigo's head up and rested it on her lap; he opened his eyes to what she had done, surprise flashing quickly in his eyes, "Here! I have the towel!" he yanked it out of her hands and started to gently dab it on the wound. The blood soaked the blue towel. 'Uhh! That's going to leave a stain!'

He then got the needle and the black string that Rukia brought and raised it to her face, "My head's spinning, so put the thread in the needle for me."

"O-Okay!" Rukia got the needle and the thread. Her hands were shaking somehow. It took her a few seconds to put on the thread before handing it to Ichigo, but he shook his head at her.

"You have to do it.... since Ishida's not here with the surgical suture, I have to use a thread until I find Ishida, and I'm to dizzy to stitch myself, so you have to do it." Ichigo said.

"B-But! What if I poke your flesh on accident!? What will happen if I don't sow your skin on right?!" Rukia asked shakily.

"It's okay! I'll be okay, I'll just find Ishida to help me afterwards! But right now we have to close up the wound!" Ichigo said, anger was in his voice. Then he closed his eyes as he felt another wave of pain.

Rukia gulped and slowly put the needle through his flesh, in which Ichigo reacted with a grunt. She put the needle on the other flesh that was not connected to the one that she had just put on. She yelped a little when she touched his warm blood on her hand. She pulled tightly at the string to make the flesh touch each other. Her hands yanked away when she felt Ichigo's body suddenly wincing. "A-Are you okay?!"

Ichigo's eyes were closed and his tone was strained, "I'm fine, just hurry up!"

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Rukia was finally done, she had been sweating hard and each grunt that Ichigo had made, made Rukia panic. After the stitching, Rukia's hands shook violently, the blood on her hands were going to make her vomit. She ran to the bathroom, washed her hands for almost an hour, and then went to the toilet to puke, but she never did. It was just an upset feeling in her stomach.

Renji had gone already. It was chaos when he went barging into the room and seeing what Rukia had done. He had scowled her, but Rukia had shooed him away to his work before he could complain more.

It was only Rukia and the sleeping Ichigo in the house.

Ichigo had first refused to stay in the house, but a reason made him stay. He had been punched straight in the face by Renji when he had tried to leave the house. Apparently, Renji had not left his work yet, and was standing outside of the apartment, contemplating if he should stay home.

Rukia walked into the room where the dangerous teen was sleeping. But the strange thing was, was that when he was sleeping, he didn't look scary at all... he looked more like he was at peace. His brows weren't furrowed like usual, so he looked more relaxed than he usually appeared.

Rukia sat besides him. He was still half-naked. Rukia had noticed the large numbers of scars on his chest, and she took a closer look. Some of them had looked older than the others and some of them looked newer than the others, and she saw the stitching that she had done. She smoothly ran a finger on one scar, she was curious of how a scar felt like, she had never gotten one that was as huge as his. Then her heart almost stopped when she heard Ichigo's voice.

"Stop touching, it tickles." Ichigo said with his eyes still closed, but his brows furrowed slowly.

"Ah! Sorry! I just wanted to know how a scar felt like!" Rukia said, her face was blushing, because she had been caught touching someone's bare skin.

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"How did you get those?" Rukia boldly broke the silence between them. She saw his eyes slowly opening to look at the ceiling of the apartment.

"From fighting."

"But, how can you get them from just punches?"

"Some bastards that I fight have knives."

Rukia's eyes widened, "Then you should stop fighting! Later on you'll regret it when you turn up dead!" Rukia saw the far away look in Ichigo's eyes, he then had a sorrowful gaze that made Rukia flinch a little. She had never expected those eyes from him.

"I don't care, as long as no one mess with me, then I won't either," he then tried to raise his body, and he stared at Rukia with eyes that Rukia couldn't read, "And you, don't stay near me." he grunted a little as he dizzily walked to the exit of the room.

"H-Hey! Wait! You have to rest a little!" Rukia yelled at him, then caught up, and blocked the door, "You're not leaving here for a while, until your wounds are healed!"

"Get out of the way! These wounds will just reopen if I don't get professional help! The thread's to weak to hold the cut!" he yelled back at her, then his voice became weaker and hoarse, "Move."

Rukia stood her ground and thought for a while, "......No."

"What?"

"I said 'No'." her eyes glared at him, "I told you, you're not leaving here until your good enough to walk!" she pushed him gently, which made him fall back more than how much strength was put in, "See! Your so weak that I can even push you aside!"

"Either you let me out and we'll never butt into each other's lives again, or I stay and I'll make your life a living hell."

Her glare hardened, "I've already lived a hell before, and I can endure it again."

Ichigo first glared at her then he smirked with amusement, before his body loosened and he fell backwards onto the floor sleeping.

OngiriKami: *nervous* well this chapter made me embarrassed, because I've never really written violence.... well when I was younger, I used to always write playboys for amusement, with a bitter history.... yeah I was weird and kind of crazy when I was little... well tell me if this chapter was good enough for you all!! Also I know how lots of girls like a bad Ichigo ;)

HAHAHAHA! Uryuu does surgical suture on Ichigo!! Finally his sowing is recognized as a mean of saving lives!!

And Rukia's kinda jumpy in this chapter.... so I'm sorry if I made her a little OOC or something like that....

Rukia has accepted living hell with Ichigo! Will Ichigo really make her life hell.. or will they slowly... become friends .......? (yeah, Ichigo might be living with her for about 2-3 days before he goes and finds Uryuu... or Uryuu finds him first..... and I don't want them to instantly have feelings for each other for a mere 2-3 days!)

Also, can someone correct me! Umm.... does Ichigo calls Uryuu or Ishida? (i forgot....)

REVIEW!!! (gives me motivation... uhhh.... to plan faster? -.-')