Let the rumours begin…
Rukia and Ichigo ran home. It was late, and they couldn't even imagine what fairytales were revolving round Isshin about the two.
They both wished that Ichigo left that damn rose alone.
When they arrived, they were greeted by a hug from Isshin, "My boy! And Rukia! Finally you are both together! Oh, happy days!" He began jumping up and down.
Ichigo managed to strike his head and pushed himself inside, followed by Rukia.
"We are not together, old man! We went to Urahara's!" Ichigo scowled at the injured man, trying to get up.
"Well, how do you explain that rose in Rukia's hair? You gave her that, did you not?" The man smirked at the hot-headed Ichigo, and a very frozen Rukia.
"Augh!" Ichigo gave up trying and dragged Rukia to his room.
"We have homework to do, so shut it!" He threw Rukia into his room and slammed the door shut.
Rukia sat on Ichigo's bed, still watching the very tense look on his face.
He glanced at her and looked back at his homework, "I thought you'd throw it away by now."
"Huh?" Rukia didn't understand.
"The rose. It's given both of us hassle. Why have you still got it in your hair?" He turned to face Rukia, who's head hung low.
He shuffled himself beside Rukia and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"I like it…" Rukia mumbled to him.
"Alright. I'm not forcing you to get rid of it…" Ichigo looked at it. It was sagging in her hair.
"Here…" Ichigo leaned over Rukia, to straighten it out. He breathed lightly on her neck, not realising he was leaning over her face.
He leaned back and looked at her. She turned her head to him, and Ichigo saw here eyes glisten.
The rose really did suit her…
"Thank you, Ichigo…" Rukia looked at him. They both blushed, realising that the month that Ichigo was away, they really did miss each other.
"Aaaaccchhhooo!"
Rukia and Ichigo were both startled by the sneeze.
"You idiot! Are you trying to get us caught!" They heard a very angry woman outside. Rukia leaned out the window.
"Rangiku? Renji!" Rukia was surprised.
Ichigo scuttled behind Rukia and leaned over her shoulder to see what was going on. They didn't realise that the two eavesdropped in their whole conversation.
"Oh! Ichigo! Rukia! We, uuhh…We were just leaving!" Rangiku saw the two together and pushed Renji away.
"I told you they were together! What did I tell ya!" Renji yelled in the distance.
That's when they realised there positions… Ichigo was behind Rukia, supporting his weight on the window sill. And Rukia turned to support her weight on the window sill also…
Oh, no… What had they gotten themselves into…?
The two were silent. They couldn't move. It was as if their bodies were paralyzed in place. Ichigo and Rukia didn't stop making eye contact with each other. They didn't know what to do. Ichigo did the only thing he could do…
He leaned closer to Rukia. His mouth slowly opened. Rukia didn't even try to stop him. He breathed lightly, and his warm breath made contact with her delicate, soft skin. Ichigo closed in and placed his lips delicately against hers.
He moved away from her slowly and placed a kiss on her forehead.
It seemed to be a familiar feeling for both Ichigo and Rukia, when he silently laid his lips on her head.
He caressed her neck with his hand and gently massaged the tense muscles he felt under his fingers.
He then stepped back from her and sat back in front of his homework. Rukia had finished hers, but she went and sat beside Ichigo and leaned against his warm, muscular arm. Ichigo leaned back and sat Rukia in front of him. He wrapped his arms around her gently, and carried on doing his homework.
"Luckily, you're the right height…" Ichigo whispered. He felt an elbow hit his rib cage, but it wasn't hard.
That was a good positive about her size, Ichigo didn't need to lean in on her to see his homework in front of them.
When Ichigo finished his homework, Rukia had already fallen asleep on him.
"Rukia…" He smiled and stroked her deep black hair, that nestled against his chest. Rukia felt Ichigo's body heat. She felt his chest moving as he breathed, and his heart, beat in a relaxing pace.
They were both happy. Very happy…
"GOOD-MORNING, ICHI..Uuuff!" A loud bellowing voice yelled, before being hit by Ichigo's hand. Isshin was knocked out of the window.
Ichigo gave out a sigh, then realised that he felt some pressure on his chest. He was sitting upright against the wall the whole night, with Rukia laid daintily on his stomach.
Did Isshin notice?
Yup, he noticed.
When Rukia had awoke, they both headed downstairs to find two smiling faces and one smirk.
"Oh,no…." Ichigo smacked his head in disbelief, and Rukia took her seat at the table.
Ichigo walked slowly to the seat next to Rukia, and kept scanning the three creepy faces, that never left his sight.
"Morning Ichigo. Rukia. I would have warned you, but… I didn't want to bother you…" Karin scowled like Ichigo does.
"Ah, crap…" Ichigo spoke quietly to Rukia.
Rukia looked at him with a 'don't worry, it's not that bad' look. But they both knew she was lying.
"I made you both pancakes! Enjoy!" Yuzu set two plates on the table in front of Ichigo and Rukia. She smiled in a sweet way, like she does every time that she is proud of what she has cooked. But she wasn't smiling because of her pancakes…
Isshin sat opposite them both with a large cheesy grin.
"You two sleep well?" He saw two fists go towards his face, different sizes. They both landed on his face, and knocked him back off his seat.
Rukia and Ichigo began eating the pancakes, and shut there eyes for the delicious, thick syrup to run down their throats. They both looked up from their plates to see three eyes glaring at them. The other was too bruised to open.
"We better get to school. Don't want to be late…" Ichigo stood up from his seat and grabbed his bag.
Rukia followed him out of the door.
"Ichigo! Wait up!" She ran towards the door, where Ichigo was standing. He waited until Rukia had left the house. He cast a glaring eye at Isshin, who was waving at them both.
I wonder what he's gonna do?...
It was silent between them. Ichigo was walking, just behind Rukia and placed a gentle hand onto her shoulder.
"What just happened?" Rukia asked him. He wanted to know, himself.
He shrugged, even though he knew Rukia couldn't see him, "I'm not quite sure… My father didn't make much of a deal of it… I bet we'll be in for it when we get back…"
Their eyes widened at the thought-
"Masaki! Our dear boy has finally become a man! I am so proud of him!" He crawled towards the large mural of his wife, Masaki, on the wall…
A shiver went down Ichigo's spine. When they arrived to school, Ichigo took his hand off of Rukia's shoulder.
"Ichigo! Rukia! How are ya?" Keigo ran towards them with a large grin on his face.
Ichigo gave him an evil hiss, and he backed away, carefully.
"Morning, guys!" Tatsuki and Orihime came strolling towards the three.
"What is up with you guys?.." Ichigo paused.
Isshin wouldn't have…Would he?
