I'm back! Hey there my beloved readers! So I haven't updated for a while, and the updates will most likely take place on the weekends and maybe the holidays. The reason for that is...as usual....the report cards. Yes, I got a bad grade, well according to my prospects, it was a poor grade. I made my family and myself feel disappointed. I felt dispicable. Ergo, I'm going to study more and make my family proud, most importantly myself, for seeing everyone smiles return. Oh and in the last chapter there has been a missing of translations, here they are

Romanization* = japanese words written in english form
Kuchiki Rukia desu* = that was Rukia Kuchiki!

With the help of: Onigirikami (editing, proofeding and adding funny parts)

Also, someone has asked me if I could put the translations right next to the phrase, to satisfy you, I will. Thanks for Reviewing. Enjoy

Chapter 6: Heroine For The Day

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach...

Rukia's POV:

The air all around me was heating up. I needed to get off the stage before I exploded of agitation. Taking slow steps so that I wouldn't fall on the stage or trip, I made my way to where I last saw Ichigo and his friends. Before I arrived to the table, I saw Ichigo and his friends near the exit door of the building. Ichigo stood where he was and was staring at his watch.

"It's getting late, I think we should go home now." He yelled out to me.

"Alright"

It was a rather quiet walk to the train station. Kaien was to my right, Ichigo to my left. Keigo was right behind me, and I swore that I could feel his eyes on me, Grimmjow was looking around for women 'what a player' and Mizuro was texting while Chad was next to him, trying to see what Mizuro was sending.

We reached the train station and stood in front of where the train would stop. I stood next to Ichigo, and was facing his friends. It was finally time to say good bye.

I bowed, "Arigatou gozimasu*!" (Thank you very much)

They all bowed back while Ichigo just waved at them. As I expected them to go away, I turned around to see the train whooshing to me and Ichigo. Before taking another step, a firm large hand was placed on my shoulder. I turned around to see who it was. I put my head up to meet with the person's face and caught myself staring into his teal eyes.

"Kaien?"

"Can we see each other again?" he asked, looking in my eyes which was desperately seeking for an answer.

"Sure" my voice responded in a delighted tone. He smiled at me with his eyes softening and then turned around. He ran out of the train station and started jumping high in the air. I could tell that he was happy and excited with the one thing that he had said afterwards:

"WOOHOO!"

The sun rose in the orange and indigo splattered sky, the streets started to fill up with people and the sound of chattering and laughing. It was another beginning of a new wonderful day in Japan. I forced myself out of bed, put on my white fluffy robe and went for my breakfast.

As I tiredly walked down stares, I expected a complain coming out, like:

'Morning Shorty! Hey brat! Oi kid!'

But those words were not spoken at all. I went into the kitchen to see if the orange head was there. But, oddly, Ichigo wasn't there. I went to the black table and sat down there. There was a plate wrapped around that preserved the food inside and there was a note with atrocious letters. I picked up the letter. It had sloppy hand writing and some things were so misspelled that I could not read it at all.

'Amusing, so strawberry doesn't know how to spell English that well, eh?'

Rukia,
I (something) work
I will (something something) 1:15
Ichigo

I guessed that he probably went to work. 'Wow, he works, I wonder what he does for a job' ...My mind had the image of him mopping and sweeping the floors of a store. Tripping on the broom or sliding on the floor... a very sad, sad job.

I prepared green tea as I turned on the television in the living room. I relaxed myself on the couch, clicking the buttons of the remote, switching through various channels.

"Nope, nope, nope. Ah-I don't understand anything!"

I became aggravated by the sight of the channels not having one single word I knew. I was about to give up, when the words "Karakura Town," and "Festival" caught my attention. Gazing at the screen, my eyes were staring at the sight of people walking though a great amount of stands and little children playing. I could feel my eyes sparkling in want for this place.

"Huh!?"

The sound of the kettle made me snap out of my thoughts. I poured the hot water into my readied tea and started to gulp on the tea, while ignoring the heat pouring in my throat. When I was done with the tea, I crashed the cup onto the table and had a determined face.

"I'm definitely going to that festival!" I declared. "No matter what! I'll definitely go there!"

"Rukia! Open the door, I forgot my keys." Countless of loud knocks were banged on the door. I ran down stairs clumsily and opened the door up. I was dressed in a black loose cotton overall dress with a pink and white striped long sleeve shirt, a white beanie was on top of my head and I quickly put on my red sneakers.

"Where are you going?" Ichigo glared.

"Why should I tell you!" his glare had deepened, "A festival, happy?" I mumbled. He entered the apartment, getting out of the door way. 'This is my chance' I thought. I ran out the apartment, closing the door behind me.

"Get back here!"

"Ahahaha!", that bastard won't find me, he didn't even know what exact festival I'm going to! I laughed evilly as I kept on running. 'Finally, going to a place alone' I looked back to see if Ichigo was lurking from behind. He wasn't there, 'what a relief'. I stopped running and walked, it's not like he was pursuing me, right?

I looked at the corner of the block, there it was, the festival. I could meet more people without having Ichigo ruining it up for me or getting all angry. I was about to set my foot in the festival, but someone's hand had wrapped around my waist.

"I'm back," Ichigo whispered in my ear, his breath blowing in my ear had given me chills that were going up and down my spine.

I jumped, "What the hell?!" I yelped, "Get your hands off me, you moron!"

He started grinning. "That's payback, you midget."

I swear, I could kill him right now.

"Leave me alone, go home, and scare the shit out of yourself instead of me!" I snarled. I wasn't going to participate in accomplishing his goal of annoying me until I burst out of rage. I pulled his hands away from my waist. I kept my dignity, ignoring him and walked away.

After a while, I turned around to see if he was still there. And as I anticipated, that idiot was still following me! I paid no attention to him trying to evade him and instead I observed all the items that the stands were selling. My eyes then came across an ice cream stand. I rushed contentedly to it as I heard Ichigo chuckling behind me.

As I stopped right in front of the ice cream stand, my eyes exploring through the different colors and types of ice cream there were. They all looked so rich and soft. Finally, I found the one that appealed to me the most. Pointing to the ice cream I wanted, the lady then got a large cone and scooped up the rich tasty looking chunks of ice cream. Every scoop that she tried to get was sticky and looked so delicious. I saw Ichigo walking over to the stand also and pointed to another selection of ice cream. She handed me the filled up waffle cone and began filling another. As soon as she was finished with Ichigo's, she gave us napkins and spoons.

As I was about to take a chunk of my ice cream into my mouth, Ichigo snatched the cone out of my hand. He, instead, gave me his own cone, which I had to immediately grab or it would have landed on my clothing.

"Try it" he commanded.

"Ehh?! But that's disgusting!"

"Shut up! Are you a baby? It's nothing more than sharing a delicious ice cream between friends!"

I sneered, but I gave it a chance. I took a small bite. I tasted the sweet flavor melting into my mouth, and I knew right away what it was, strawberry.

"Wow...heh strawberry, real smart" I said sarcastically.

"..."

I looked up at him and saw a perfect chance of asking him a few questions to agitate him.

"Why did you follow me?"

"Well...you barely know here, you could have gotten yourself lost," he mumbled, looking at his shoes, and was trying to avoid my face.

'What does he think he is?! My mom?!... No Rukia, don't lose your temper.' I tried to change the subject into a more pleasant one, but my head was all empty and unconsciously I had blurted out a weird question.

"So do you have a family?"

"Yeah, they're okay, except for my father, he's really stupid and annoying." he said, his face had seemed relieved in changing the subject.

I laughed, "Heh-that sounds like an interesting family you got there."

"Yeah right, just wait until you meet them. My father is a pervert." his voice had brightened a little, and showed a benevolent tone.

We walked together, exiting the festival. Everything surrounding me was slowly fading away while talking with Ichigo.

While passing the lights and ignoring all the buzzing and chattering noise, I was completely absorbed in the conversation that I was having with Ichigo. It felt fun talking to him and my heart felt kind of warm and content. I felt my cheeks going red every single time I smiled at him or laughed with him.

'What was this warm feeling in my chest?'

"Your turn, tell me about your family." Ichigo said, his smile never disappearing on his face.

When I was about to talk about Byakuya, I caught the sight of a small boy. What had made me notice him was that he was in the middle of the road. He crouched there and was reaching for his red toy car. The boy was oblivious of a car that was about to ram his body.

Plop!

I dropped my ice cream on the sidewalk, and automatically ran to the boy. As the car sped up faster, I jumped into the road and wrapped the kid in my arms. I landed on the floor, and instantly rolled to the other side of the road. My heart was beating fast and I closed my eyes as tightly as possible.

"RUKIA!"

'Did I save him?'

I opened my eyes slowly, revealing the startled boy in my arms. I got up, let the child go gently and brushed my clothes. Next thing I knew, Ichigo ran right beside me, checking me if I had any injures.

"Are you okay?" he asked, both his voice and face showed concern. He tilted my head, still looking for any bruises. Our eyes met and my cheeks warmed up a little.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, this little boy was about-" I was cut off, with the sound of a woman crying, running to the boy.

"Kami! Daijobou deska, Michiru?!*" (God! Are you okay, Michiru!?) she picked up her child and kissed him all over his face, hugging him even tighter. Her eyes were pouring with tears and her voice had sounded shaky.

"Arigato! Dakara omai wa watashi wa Michiru dasketa!*" (Thank you! You saved my Michiru!) she wept.

'What the heck is she saying?'

She hugged me tightly like a child would hug their found teddy bear that was lost for a long time. I looked at her, with puzzled eyes. Glancing at Ichigo, he was gazing at me with his beautiful amber eyes. I could feel my cheeks flushing red.

"Are you sure that you're okay?" he asked once more.

"Yeah," I nodded with a smile.

The woman let go of me and spoke again,

"Please, let me take you for dinner in my house."

'What is she saying!?'Ichigo recognized my confused face and immediately translated what she said. Taking another quick look at the woman. She was the mother of this boy, her face was still in a stream of tears. I knew how it felt like to lose somebody, the agonizing pain held within the heart.

"Hai*" (Yes)

The little boy pointed at the frame attached on the wall that had the picture of both a man and a woman and himself. I just smiled at him as he smiled back. He tugged on my shirt, pulling me further in his house, meanwhile, Ichigo snooped around the whole house.

The boy sat on the floor as I knelt down to his level. He picked up his toy car and grabbed my arm, holding it straight in the air. He run the toy car across my arm, making sounds with his mouth. I giggled a little, taking his toy car and doing the same thing he had done to me, including the whoosh noises. The boy smiled, and held my arm tight. He closed his eyes and gave me a little kiss on the cheek.

'What a cute and sweet boy!'

I turned around and caught Ichigo staring at me. His eyes bore at me and his cheeks were red.

'What's with him today?'

"Ready!" the woman cheered.

I got up, picked up the boy and entered the kitchen. While making airplane noises, the smell of fresh donkatsu roaming throughout the room, engrossing me. I took a seat with the small boy on my lap, and the others joined. During the whole meal, I was enjoying every taste pork cutlet. After taking my last bite, it was time to leave.

"Arigato" (Thank you) I tried pronouncing.

"No, thank you, please come anytime."

'I still have no idea what she is saying.'

"Ichigo, let's go back home."

"Okay," he groaned.

We got up, the lady leading the way to the door. We bowed, and I patted the little boy's head before leaving. Unexpectedly, he opened my hand and placed his toy car in my palm, tightening my grip onto it.

I smiled, "Ne-chan, presento*-huh?" (sister (here's a) present)

I grabbed him and hugged him tightly. "I don't need this car from you to express your gratitude, but I'll take it in honor" I whispered in his ear, although I knew he wouldn't understand a word I was saying. I put him down and walked out of the house with Ichigo, still holding the toy within my hand.

"Rukia..."

"Yes, Ichigo?"

"That was pretty amazing... what you did, saving that kid."

I faced him, "I would do anything to save one's life."

I focused back on the road, feeling Ichigo's eyes on me. Then it hit me, 'The ice cream! I wonder if anyone stepped on it. Ah well, hope no one saw it.'

Back in my room, I thought back at what happened today. Going to a festival, saving a young's life. I feel like a hero. I relaxed myself on my bed, laid the covers on top of me.

'Well, this hero needs a rest!'

"Goodnight, you stalker!" I yelled out loud enough for Ichigo to hear my voice.

"'Night midget!"

I glared at the ceiling. I'm going to get him back for that and when he scared me.

I closed my eyes, lost in my dreams.

Translations: In case you didn't get it up there....

Arigatou gozimasu* = Thank you very much

Kami! Daijobou deska, Michiru?!* = God! Are you okay, Michiru!?

Arigato! Dakara omai wa watashi wa Michiru dasketa!* = Thank you! You saved my Michiru!

Hai* = yes

Ne-chan, presento* = sister (here's a) present

Review if you like. Hope you enjoyed. Oh by the way, check out this story: Orange Dilinquent. Its awesome :D

Stay beautiful.

-Jesse