Fur
"Ichigo, what are you wearing on your coat?" Rukia asked, looking genuinely curious.
"What this? Its fur."
"Fur!" Rukia was shocked. Why would anyone wear fur on their clothes willingly?
"Yes, fur. Why? You don't like it?" Ichigo was challenging her again, she knew. He loved getting her rattled, out of boredom or amusement she didn't know.
I know him too well, she thought. He thinks he knows me too. He'll be surprised then.
Rukia applied what she thought was a lustful face, one with a half smile and heavy lidded eyes.
"Actually, I find it quite attractive. Do you mind if I touch it?"
With his scowl set, Ichigo shrugged his shoulders. The same shoulders, in fact, that Rukia slung her arms around while she brushed the fur collar at the nape of his neck, the whole time breathing on his neck.
"Yes, very attractive," she said as she pulled back, although Ichigo could have sworn he felt her press her body against his intentionally before she moved away.
With a smirk, Rukia walked away muttering something about challenges.
Although a little in shock, Ichigo heard it and skipped to catch up with her. Two can play at that game, he thought.
Fin