"Oops"

A Bleach fan fiction by Iapetus

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.

Warning: Being that this is Tatsuki/Orihime, it means that this story is shojo-ai, also known as girl/girl. There is also implied sex here, but due to the fact that none of the actual act or even foreplay is even shown, I kept the rating where it is.


"Um… Kuchiki-san, is it possible I could talk to you for a second?" Glancing over her shoulder, Rukia saw Arisawa's face plastered with a nervous smile. "It's important."

From the haphazard demeanor that her classmate's clothes were in, Rukia had an idea of what happened. Excusing herself from the conversation she was in, she followed Arisawa's lead out of the classroom.

After about a minute, the silence was broken by the "convenient" clearing of the shikigami's throat. When she looked up, Rukia realized that they were at the entrance to the girls' locker room.

"Arisawa-san, did you and Inoue-san…"

Flushing darkly, it was then that Rukia took extra notice of how the buttons didn't seem to match the buttonholes of Arisawa's shirt. It left more of her neck exposed and from what could be seen of the skin it was covered by several particular-shaped bruises.

Rukia was no fool, and it appeared that her classmate didn't think so as well. They walked inside, and with her accentuated vision she saw Inoue's soul separated from her body. Again. A body that appeared to be in a very similar state to the owner's best friend.

"Good afternoon, Kuchiki-san!" Orihime's soul said brightly, the chain connecting her to her body rattling as she waved. "How are you?"

Laughing nervously, Arisawa put a hand behind her head and looked away sheepishly. "I'm sorry, Kuchiki-san, but it just sort of… happened. Could you put her right again?"

Rukia had to admit that when she had gone through her training, she had never expected her skills to be used for this. She had also not expected that as a result of being separated from her body once before, Orihime would be prone to having it happen again, especially in highly charged emotional moments.

After she used her magic to join the body to the soul again, she pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and scribbled several numbers down on it and handed it to Arisawa.

"Here. If it ever happens again, send me a text message. It'll save you the embarrassment of having to seek me out."

•••

With one final swing of his sword, Ichigo finally was able to hit the back of the head of the Hollow, effectively purifying it. As he watched the body of the Hollow dissolve away, he panted as he attempted to catch his breath. Damn this particular Hollow for being so fast…

Before he could even say anything, he heard the infamous beeping of Rukia's cell phone. He really didn't want to hunt another Hollow today, but he also knew he couldn't help when they decided to appear. At least now it was still in the somewhat-normal evening hours and not at some ungodly time. However, when he looked over at her, he saw an expression he wasn't expecting at all. It was more along the lines of disbelief.

"What's the matter? Another Hollow?"

For a moment she seemed speechless, but she chuckled nervously and looked away. "No, it's not that."

He raised an eyebrow and sheathed his sword. "Then what is it? I've never seen you get anything else but orders from that…"

She put the cell phone back in her clothes and turned away. "Don't worry, I can handle this."

"…you sure?"

Rukia briefly rolled her eyes. "Trust me, you don't want to know."


This was written for the lime/lemon challenge LJ community "lemonaftertaste," and this was challenge #9 "you'll never be more than alive." This was also inspired by a conversation with my lovely D-chan, who also betaed this little ficclet.

Comments and criticisms appreciated!

Iapetus