I'm so sorry!!! Please forgive me! My week's been hectic and I had a small writer's block. I hope this makes up for it. I bent the rules a little and combined these two numbers. I had so much fun writing it and I played around with so many different endings for this... Oh, one last thing. I'm sure most of you know all the girls at Karakura High but I had to go on Wikipedia and look it up (I feel like such an idiot) But here's the web addresss if you need help with the names:

http:// en.wikipedia. org/wiki/ListofBleachcharacters #KarakuraHighSchool (don't forget to get rid of the spaces!) Alright, on with the story! Hope you all like it! This is dedicated to Anisha because she is one of the girliest girls I know.

3) Hold your bags when you go shopping and 24) Understand that all girls need to feel girly at one time or another

"You really think so?"

"Of course! Rukia, every girl needs a nice dress." Tatsuki informed the petite shinigami.

"Oh, Rukia! You should come shopping with us! We're going to the mall tonight," Mahana squealed. The rest of the group nodded with bright smiles but Rukia was unsure.

"I don't know… Kurosaki-kun might not want me to go…" She said. All the girls had raised eyebrows.

"But I thought you said you two weren't dating?" Michiru questioned. Rukia realized her mistake and quickly tried to cover it up.

"Of course we aren't. I just mean… we uhh… he said he would help me catch up in class. I've been having a real hard time in history." She pasted a sugary smile on her face.

"C'mon Rukia! Surely you can dump grumpy pants and come have some fun with us!" Chizuru licked her lips to emphasize the word fun.

"Oh Chizuru, stop! That's disgusting!" While Tatsuki dealt with Chizuru the others girls continued to persuade Rukia to come with them. Finally she agreed to meet them at the mall and lunch conversation continued as normal. Once school was over Rukia asked Ichigo about the mall.

"No."

"Why not? I already promised I'd go!"

"Rukia, be rational. What if there's a hollow or something and you can't reach me in time? Huh, what happens then?" Rukia sighed. She had actually been looking forward to the 'hanging out' as Orihime had said. But then she had an idea.

"I guess you'll just have to come with us if you're so worried about hollows." A wicked grin crossed Rukia's face.

"What? No way! I'm not going with a bunch of girls shopping!"

"It'll be fun! The girls said it would be."

"Yeah, fun for a bunch of teenage girls."

"And I'm not a girl?" Rukia gave him a look.

"You're 150 years old."

"And that automatically means I can't go shopping with my friends?" Ichigo had to admit, he couldn't really picture Rukia gossiping with a big clique while trying on a billion different shoes. He voiced his thoughts and Rukia frowned.

"Look Rukia… It's just not a good idea." He tried to reason with her but she was still a little upset. She glowered at him. There were a couple different emotions in her face. Anger and defiance were the only ones Ichigo could identify but there was also a little hurt. Rukia never cared much about how other people viewed her but for some reason Ichigo not thinking of her as feminine bothered her.

"Fine, don't come. I'm going anyway." And with that she turned around and climbed into her closet to change.

Ichigo groaned. Maybe he could go to the bookstore at the mall. He wouldn't have to actually walk with the girls as long as he could keep an eye on Rukia. With his mind made up he shouted at the closet, "Fine! I'll come but I won't like it."

Rukia hopped out of the closet smiling. "Of course you won't. Now let's go." She went through the window and waited for him outside but not before grabbing her cute, pink Chappy purse. The whole way to the mall Ichigo drilled Rukia on the rules.

"You can't buy anything too expensive. Remember it is my money. And no talking to anyone you don't know, especially boys. Stay close to the girls so you don't get lost. And, please Rukia, don't do anything stupid." Rukia rolled her eyes.

"I'll be fine, Ichigo. Don't worry." Like that would happen. When Rukia was concerned Ichigo was the king of worry. But, he pushed all the what-ifs to the back of his mind when they arrived.

"Rukia's here!" Orihime shouted and all the girls turned their heads. Rukia was smothered with hugs and greetings, providing an excellent chance for Ichigo to slip away unnoticed.

"Come on, Rukia! There's a new store we have to check out!" The group pulled her through the mall.

There were six girls total: Tatsuki, Orihime, Mahana, Michiru, and Chizuru. Chizuru hadn't exactly been invited but she stuck to Orihime like glue. Ryo didn't come because she had track practice. Well, at least that's what she told the other girls. Rukia let out a small giggle. This was more fun than she expected.

After trying on what seemed like hundreds of different outfits they were all worn out. They got some ice cream and settled down on two benches (1) with their bags to enjoy their frozen treats.

Ichigo collapsed on a bench out of view. The girls had jumped from store to store so fast it was almost impossible to keep up with them. Thankfully they didn't see him. He doubted Rukia would have forgiven him for interrupting her fun. Then a thought struck him. She had been having fun. Ichigo had never seen her laugh so much. Maybe this had been a good idea. Wrong.

"Oh, look over there! Isn't that Kurosaki-san?" Rukia looked around for Ichigo. She would make him miserable if he ruined her fun. There he was, completely ignorant to the fact that he would soon be ambushed by the girls.

"Kurosaki-san! Kurosaki-san, what are you doing here?" Mahana asked. The rest of them looked at Ichigo curiously. Startled, he tried to spit out an excuse.

"I…uhh… I'm here because… because I…"

"I asked him to come. I thought he might help me study while we shopped." Rukia looked at the girls. They seemed to buy her excuse.

"Well, I'm ready to try some more stuff on." Tatsuki announced. "Anyone else with me?" The group nodded.

"You can come too, Kurosaki-san. We still need to get Rukia a dress." Orihime smiled and grabbed Rukia's hand. Ichigo hesitated but Orihime pulled him along too.

"What do you think about this one?" Michiru had forced Rukia into a tight, magenta dress.

"I think it's a little small, Michiru." Rukia was gasping for breath.

"And besides, it doesn't match her eyes," Pointed out Mahana.

"Fine…" Michiru had taken a liking to the pink frills. "Try this one on then." She handed Rukia a sapphire blue dress with sparkles that dispersed closer to the ground. Rukia went back in the dressing room.

"Nice purse," snickered a man passing by. Ichigo gave him a death glare. He had become the official bag carrier. Thankfully there wasn't a Victoria's Secret in the mall or anything like that but still, carrying six girl's bags and Rukia's purse was rather embarrassing and that hadn't been the first person to comment.

"Ichigo! Get in here! We need your opinion!" Tatsuki called from inside the store. Oh god, what were they going to do to him now? He groaned and gathered all the bags together.

"What do you want?"

"What do you think of this dress?" Asked Michiru.

"I think it's delicious! Oh, Rukia! I just want to eat you up!" Chizuru hugged the petite girl. Tatsuki pulled her off and took her into a corner for a 'talk'. Ichigo looked around. They didn't seriously want his opinion, did they?

"Well? Do you like it or not?" Michiru asked again.

"Uhhh… Well… I uhh" He looked at Rukia. The dress fit her perfectly. It was the same color as her eyes and showed off her petite figure with a long slit down the left side. "It's nice, I guess..." All the girls squealed.

"You have to get it, Rukia!" "It matches your eyes!" "You look amazing!" Were all shouted at her. The raven-haired girl let a small smile creep across her face as she twirled in the mirror. Then, she looked over to Ichigo. He knew she was silently asking for the dress. He nodded and her smile got bigger.

"Now hurry up and buy it!" Mahana gave her a little push back into the stall so she could change.

After the dress was purchased, the bags had been returned to their rightful owners, and good-byes had been said, Ichigo and Rukia headed home. Ichigo nodded and pretended to listen as Rukia chattered on and on about the night.

Once home, Rukia immediately jumped in her closet and tried on everything she bought. It wasn't a lot. Two shirts and a skirt but then she came out wearing the dress.

"You really do like it?" She asked Ichigo. He looked at her.

"If I didn't like it do you really think I would have paid over (2) 50,000 yen for it? Besides, what does it matter if I like it? I'm not going to wear it." Rukia gave him a curious look.

"So you don't like it?" She asked.

"Why do you care?" Rukia glared at him.

"The only reason I got this stupid dress was because you said you liked it!" She yelled at him. Ichigo was surprised.

"What did you say?" Rukia covered her mouth.

"Nothing… Just forget it" Ichigo smirked causing Rukia to blush. "I didn't mean it that way!"

"Sure you didn't, midget." She aimed a kick between his legs but he dodged it and pinned her against the closet door. Rukia's heart rate almost doubled. Ichigo's eyes softened and he leaned down to get a better look at her face.

"Ichigo… Wha-what are you doing?" Rukia stuttered. Ichigo's smirk widened into a grin.

"You do look pretty nice in that dress but..." Her blush deepened but she didn't protest as Ichigo leaned in further. Rukia closed her eyes, waiting for contact. Snip! (3) Ichigo straightened back up leaving Rukia wondering what happened. Ichigo showed her the tag in his hand.

"You look really nice in that dress but you forgot to take the tag off. Can't go out in public with the tag on, now can you? Night, midget!" He slid under the sheets of his bed and turned the light off.

Rukia leaned against the closet and took a few deep breaths. She was experiencing quite a few emotions all at once. Upset by what she had been deprived of she silently snuck over to Ichigo's bed. Gathering up all the courage she had in her small body she leaned over to give Ichigo a kiss.

Please keep in mind it was dark and Rukia was almost shaking with nervousness. She missed and ended up kissing his eye. Ichigo shot up. Their heads banged together and Rukia scurried back into her closet completely humiliated. Then, she heard Ichigo laugh and figured it wasn't a total loss. At least he thought she looked pretty in the dress. And looking nice in a dress, ladies and gentlemen, is the ultimate sign of feminism.

I forgot to tell you how I do my author's notes last chap. When you see a number like this: (1) in the story match it up with the one down here and that's what I wanted to say. I just do it this way so it doesn't interupt the story.

(1) I'm not sure about everyone else's but my mall has this cute little set up in the center. There are benches and some small tables surrounding a really big fireplace. It's not like a food court but you can still get ice cream, there's a pretzel store and stuff like that. It's really nice in the winter.

(2) 360 yen is equal to about 1 U.S dollar.

(3) Snip is the sound it makes when you cut the tag off, right?

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