Chapter: Call Me Irresponsible
Shalan's Say: Hey guys, sorry I didn't give you a blah blah at the end of that last chapter… I didn't want to ruin the moment with my blabbering! I really liked that chapter… not the lemon you all wanted? Too bad! I thought that a lemon really wouldn't fit… not a real one… that was my attempt at a tender moment… hope it was very… calm before the storm for you because we only got a few more chapters left until the very end! XDDDD I hope you guys enjoy this one… it's one half goofy and the other half drama… a whole ton of IchiRuki in this one… I was rather… bored and… DUN DUN DUN maybe some more scheming from our antagonists…
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October… it was a time for Hallowe'en and candy. Ichigo spent most of his time trying to convince Rukia and Renji to come to a Hallowe'en Party but both turned him down. Until of course he mentioned that they could wear costumes. At that they both exchanged glances and Ichigo had a sinking feeling that their costumes were going to be extremely original.
"Clothing is optional," Ichigo wrapped his arms around the petite dancer's waist as she sketched up their outfits.
"Shush," she chuckled as he kissed her neck tenderly, "don't you know how to keep it in your pants Kurosaki?"
"Not when you're around…" his chin rested on her shoulder as he examined her drawing. "What is that?" He pointed to a rip in the paper.
"That's from you sneaking up on me… I wouldn't have torn it if you weren't so horrible…" she laughed at him.
"I'm not horrible," he kissed her jaw and hear a sigh escape her lips. It was these times that he loved the most, when they could just relax and be with each other. She had been at his football game the night before, which they had won, so on Sunday they got to relax together.
"School during the week, football games on Saturday and your miraculous libido on Sunday… what is that all about? How do you possibly have enough strength to do it all?" She laughed as he reached up and gently squeezed a breast. She gasped and swatted at him. "Stop that…"
"Maybe I don't want to," Ichigo grinned and his lips met hers as she turned her head.
"I will never get out costumes done if you don't!" She protested against him.
"You're not putting up much of a fight," he pulled her up from her sitting position, sat down then placed her in his lap.
"How can I? You're Mr. Muscular… I'm not match for a football player… I'm just a little dancer," she winked and he laughed at her.
"You two decent?" They heard a call from Renji.
"Yep!" Rukia chuckled and Ichigo tightened his grip around her waist.
"Hey lovebirds! How is my favorite couple doing this morning?" Renji swung into the room.
"Great… you?" Rukia laughed again as Ichigo's lips ghosted across her neck and nearly bare back.
"Have I ever told you that you look really funny in tights?" Ichigo chuckled almost darkly and Renji looked down at his leggings.
"Yes… yes you have…" Renji sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "I could wear a skirt if you like."
"You can't say anything… you wear that spandex under your shorts at football practice and games!" Rukia protested, defending her profession.
"How would you know that?" Ichigo feigned being taken aback.
"Because I've had to fight to get them off," she swatted at him as his hand traveled into her leotard.
"Ooh! I don't need to hear this!" Renji put a hand on his forehead. "Whose bed did you sleep in last night?"
"Thought you said you didn't want to know anything about it…" Ichigo grinned, Renji slapped his forehead.
"Sorry sorry… anyways… Rukia you can stop drawing… we're not gonna be here for Hallowe'en I found out…"
"What?" Rukia looked up.
"The try outs are like… a freakin' week long," Renji made a face. "We should get there early to secure a good spot," the redhead grinned. "Are you still coming Ichigo?"
"To support my favorite dancing pair? Of course I'm coming!" Ichigo nodded and Renji folded his arms.
"You sure you're not coming just to get some outta my partner?" Ichigo took Rukia's pencil and threw it at him.
"Stop it! Don't hurt him right before the tryouts!" Rukia chided and Ichigo hung his head in a mock pout.
"You're cute… but if you hurt him I'm gonna hurt you," she kissed him slowly and as she tried to pull away he kept her there, keeping the kiss a little longer.
"Eeeewww…" Renji groaned from behind them, "no need to be possessive Kurosaki… I don't want her… I just want her body!" Rukia pulled away from Ichigo and swatted at him to which he laughed. "So please leave it intact for me… I have to throw it around you know!" Renji grinned.
"Don't throw it into anything."
"Why am I being talked about like some kind of object?" Rukia questioned as she unfolded herself from Ichigo. She walked into the studio. "So when are we leaving Renj?" She shortened his name.
"Me? We're leaving two days from now," he grinned and Ichigo leaned back in the chair.
"Go practice then… I'm just gonna sit here and think about what I'm going to do to your dance partner tonight…" Renji laughed as Ichigo spoke and Rukia flushed pink.
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Rukia sat in her bathroom, in her hands was a box, a box that she had hoped that she would never have to see. The HPT stared up at her and she leaned her head against the toilet she sat by. It tore her apart to think about all of this… she placed a hand on her stomach gently… what if she was? There was enough time to have the baby if she did get the part… she would be able to still dance and have the baby. But Ichigo… what in the hell would she tell Ichigo? Would he stay with her? Of course he would… the guy would probably sweep her off her feet and take her to France to elope if she asked… taking this test was one thing… but it coming out positive was another entirely… she stood up… "I'll take it… and I'll tell him if it is," she sounded determined.
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Ichigo sighed lightly as he sat in traffic. He, Uryu and Kisuke were on their way home from a soccer practice and Ichigo was practically bouncing. He had to get home and tell Rukia what had happened… that scout… he grinned.
"You're awfully excited," Uryu looked over at him.
"Dude! That scout was there from Manchester… I'm telling you… this could be my big break… what if I made it professional?" 'Call me irresponsible… call me… unreliable…' his cell phone crooned from his soccer bag.
"I'll answer it!" Kisuke picked it up. "Hello? Lover boy's line." Ichigo swatted at him.
"Gimme the phone!" He reached back.
"They hung up…" Kisuke grinned as he turned the phone on silent. He threw it back into the bag and they drove on. Ichigo began to worry… what if Rukia was in trouble… was she okay? Uryu patted him on the shoulder.
"She's okay stop freaking out… she can take care of herself… and isn't it you who said, "I don't worry about Rukia… she's okay by herself…" or was it not?" Kisuke laughed from the backseat and Ichigo grumbled something about being worried about her and Uryu smacked him on the back of his head. "If she wants to get a hold of you she can call back."
"Yeah… I guess you're right…" Ichigo sighed and leaned back slightly in the driver's seat. "Damnit… why can't traffic move around here?" He honked his horn and inched forward.
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Renji laid out his clothes on his bed, his suitcase open. He wondered what to take with him. New York was always freezing this time of year so he put jeans in a neat pile inside the case. "Do I take t-shirts?" He looked over then shrugged and lifted them. One day to go until they left and he was already nervous. He put the shirts in the bag and took one out, the one that he would wear the next day. He also pulled out his favorite pair of jeans, setting them on the bed next to his bag.
'Let meeeeee entertain yoouuuu…' he grinned. "Of course you can entertain me Rukia," he lifted the cell phone, answering it.
"RENJI! OH GOD! I can't believe I GOT YOU!" She was breathing hard and Renji was worried.
"Are you alright? Is Ichigo there? What happened?"
"MY BROTHER IS GOING TO BE COMING TO THE TRY OUTS WITH US!" She screamed from the other line. Forget speakerphone… the girl didn't need it, she could screech and he could hear her across the room.
"What? You're joking right?" He gasped. Byakuya was going to be coming with them… this was going to be an interesting trip.
"No! He called me like five minutes ago and told me that he was going to be coming!" She nearly danced. He realized then that she was excited. It was true, now that they were doing what he wanted he would be the happiest man on earth. Then he heard a thunk and a "NO!" from the other line and everything was fuzzy until the phone automatically hung up.
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Rukia stared mournfully at her soaked cell phone. It was now sitting on the counter after she had pulled it out of the toilet. She picked up her home phone and dialed Renji's number. She looked back over at the test… it had said three minutes… and it had only taken three minutes… but she still couldn't believe it… she heard Renji pick up and say hello.
"I dropped my phone in the toilet." He heard a mournful voice on the other line and he began to laugh.
"You did what?" He laughed harder as she explained to him that her phone had slipped and fallen into the toilet. "Now THAT is funny." Renji laughed hysterically.
"I'm not joking! That is totally not funny! Hold on… I have a call waiting… I think it's Ichigo." She switched lines easily.
"Is this Rukia Kuchiki?" A voice spoke on the other line that sent chills down her spine.
"Andres." Was all she said.
"Good… you remember me… and remember what I said last time we met? If you ever come back to New York… I will kill you." She felt her heart stop and her eyes flitted back to the test on the counter.
"That's a load of bull Andres… you wouldn't… you wouldn't risk it!"
"Fine then… challenge us… but… you are going to regret it," the voice laughed and she stared off into her reflection as Renji came back on the line after the other hung up. Her face was extremely pale and her fingers felt cold.
"Rukia… Rukia?" She heard her best friend's voice.
"Renji! I'm right here calm down," her voice was shaking, "have you ever received a death threat before?" The phone went silent as Renji suddenly understood why she sounded so shaken.
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"So… did it work?" Danielle asked, she sat in her apartment, in the big comfy couch with her legs crossed.
"Of course it worked… Kuchiki has always been an easy one to scare…" The deep voice on the other line was reminiscent of Jigsaw.
"You have possibly the creepiest voice ever my love," she laughed.
"Thank you… I always thought I would make a good Jigsaw myself…"
"You are horrible…" Dani chuckled. "You may yet get to play a killer Andres…"
"I know… but I think I like Faith's plan better…" Andres confessed.
"This is her plan… it's just plan B," she chuckled.
"Alright… I'll trust you."
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Is she pregnant? I don't know could beeee… might not be… guess we'll just have to wait and wooo! What a death threat huh?
Shalan
