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It was 11pm, and the Kurosaki Family Clinic is dark and completely quiet. Ichigo tipped-toed into the house knowing that if Isshin ever wakes up he would probably wake the whole neighbourhood up with him. Slowly and steadily, Ichigo crept into his room, letting a huge sigh of relief as he gently closed the door. He was about to swing his closet door open when he realized the midget he was looking for was sleeping soundly on his bed.

"I bet this is the only time I can see her so calm and relaxed." He thought as he smiled to himself. Rukia was sleeping on her side facing the door and she barely used half of the bed. "How the hell did she get so small? Or was she always that small?" For one full minute, Ichigo just sat there by his desk looking at Rukia and taking in her scent. "What in the world am I doing!"

"Oi, Rukia!"

"Rukia!"

"Rukia, you stupid puny lil' nobody!" Ichigo hissed while trying to wake her up by shaking her shoulder with his hand. "Psh, she sleeps like a dead person- wait a minute. Nevermind." Ichigo, in his last effort, kicked the bed making Rukia jump up from her slumber and glared at the man beside her. "What is your problem!"

"That's my bed you're on."

"You could've waked me up like a civilized person." She countered as she walked towards the closet. "You're like a grumpy old man."

"Rukia. Wait." He stopped her before passing her a pink paper bag. "Here."

"What."

"You're welcome."

Rukia frowned and placed the paper bag on the desk before climbing up to her closet. "How's the date?"

Ichigo froze. He didn't know why he tensed up to that question; it just felt weird and awkward. "It was good. Stop being so nosy!"

Rukia muttered something about him being an annoying dimwit before falling asleep.

"Why didn't I tell her more about the date? Why didn't I tell her it was awkward and uncomfortable at the start? Why didn't I tell her that I shared my feelings as a shinigami to Inoue? Why didn't I tell her that Inoue hugged me before she left? I never hid anything from Rukia before. Ever. What the hell is wrong with me?"

"ICHIGOOOOOOOO ~~~~~~ !"

Ichigo held the phone 12 inches away from his ear.

"LET'S GO FOR SOME BABE-WATCHINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!"

"Keigo, It's 7 fucking am."

"Well, I didn't mean now, silly."

"Oh silly me. I WASN'T TALKING ABOUT THAT YOU IDIOT. I MEANT YOU'RE SCREAMING INTO MY EARS AT 7 IN THE FUCKING MORNING!"

Rukia slammed the closet door open. If you ever needed a definition for crazy mad lady, there she was.

"ICHIGOOOOO! I'm sorryyyyyy! Don't be mad at me! I'll make it up to you! That's why we're going babe-watching!"

"No."

"I know of this great karaoke place with all the hothothot hostesses!"

"No."

"And after that, we could go to this cute maid café!"

"No."

"And then-" Ichigo hung up the phone and switched it off.

The gang sat down in a little room Keigo had reserved for the afternoon. Rukia looked fascinated, as she's never heard of karaoke, Inoue looked excited for whatever reasons and Keigo was just stimulated by the hostesses; while Uryuu, Ichigo and Tatsuki just wished they could get the hell out of here. Chad, as always, remains silent.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

"Put that thing down." Ichigo hissed when he saw Rukia having a staring contest with the microphone.

"What is this, Ichigo? You humans have the weirdest contraptions." Rukia whispered.

"It's a microphone, now put it down."

"RUKIAA CHANNNNNN~~~~~! Would you like to choose a song?" Keigo scoots closer to Rukia holding a book of songs in his hands.

"Hmmmm, I must make my decisions carefully. A song? Where will this song come from?" She looks around. "Aha! The weird equipment in my hands. Will it magically sing? Is it like a hell butterfly? Maybe it explodes into a singer. No! Maybe- Whichever the case, the book of songs he's holding must mean something! Is it a spell book?" She peers at the book cautiously while almost holding the microphone up to her ear. "I think I hear something."

Tatsuki and Keigo stared at Rukia with confused expressions while Inoue laughed nervously.

"Well, why don't YOU choose a song first Keigo! Ah-haa-ha." Ichigo interrupted with a tense laugh. "Before Rukia transferred here, she lived in a place that has no karaoke clubs, so she's pretty new to this. Ah-hah-haa."

"Ahhhhh! I see! No worries, Rukia! You are now about to witness the king of karaoke in action!" Keigo exclaimed and started picking out a song and singing away.

Ichigo realizes he was actually having fun, scanning around the room to see the rest of the gang laughing and giggling at Keigo's weird antics. He smirked at Rukia when he caught her eye. "You still have no idea what this karaoke thing is right?" Rukia simply looked back and smile. "Well, at least I'm having fun." She was right, Ichigo thought, he, too, deserves a break from all that hollow killing and schoolwork; and this was just perfect. Until…

"I just realized!" Tatsuki blurted out, knocking her fist against her palm. "Didn't you guys had a date yesterday? How was it?" Her face slowly changed into a sly smile as she looked at Ichigo and Inoue.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTT! ICHIGO~~~~~! Why didn't you tell me! And to think I'm like your best friend!" Keigo cried out. Inoue blushed furiously.

"Psh, who said anything about you being my best friend? And, it was no big deal, it's just a date." Ichigo explained with a deep scowl.

Tatsuki and Keigo continued ribbing the couple about the date while Ishida and Chad stared at each other. Ishida adjusted his glasses; he knew then that they were thinking about the same thing. All these time sitting behind Ichigo and Rukia in class and fighting hollows with them, Chad and Ishida came up with a common consensus that they were into each other, and now… This. He shrugged at Chad as if saying, "Well, maybe we were wrong from the start, or maybe he just had a change of heart. Whichever the case, Orihime-san is a nice person, so it isn't a bad choice."

Chad looked over at Ichigo and Inoue; while Inoue was blushing profusely, Ichigo was obviously pissed. Chad knows Ichigo enough to understand why he was so annoyed; Ichigo didn't like senseless teasing, especially when it was about girls. But looking at Ichigo now, Chad smiles to himself. "That wasn't the only reason why he's pissed."

"Why are you people making a mountain out a molehill!"

"So~~~ Do you like her? Are you guys going out on another date? Are you guys a couple now? Huh Huh Huh~~~~?"

More twitches appeared on Ichigo's face. His scowl was so deep, it's as if he had a uni-brow. He was going crazy. Why the hell are they asking him all these questions? Why can't they just leave him alone? Maybe that's why he never been on a date. Because he hates this. He hates it when people try to pair him up with someone. He hates it that his oldest friend, who should be the one to know him best, started this whole topic. He hates Keigo. He hates it that Inoue wasn't helping. He hates Keigo's laughter. He hates everything that was happening now.

And just when he think this feeling of hate couldn't get any worse, it did.

Rukia was giggling. She was looking at him and Inoue, and giggling. "That was it."

"Ichigo!" Rukia called out as Ichigo abruptly left the room.