Author's Notes: Requested Ichigo/Rukia drabble.
Chalkdust
"Ah, Rukia-chan! Might I have the pleasure of walking you home?"
Rukia paused in the process of slipping on her shoes to glance at Keigo. Usually, she walked home with Ichigo but it looked as if he had ditched her. Either that or he was in trouble again and was currently cleaning the erasers for their sensei.
Smiling in the sparkling way she had adopted for school, she adjusted her school bag. "Of course! I was just-"
"IDIOT!"
Rukia turned as Ichigo came running up, slightly out of breath and covered in chalk dust. Surprisingly, he wasn't yelling at her, but at Keigo, his eyebrows fairly twitching with annoyance.
"Geez, what the hell do you think you're doing, Keigo?" he grumbled, eyeing the other boy suspiciously. "Taking advantage of Kuchiki again?
Rukia blinked.
Keigo smiled innocently.
"Come on, Rukia," Ichigo huffed, striding off. Startled, she hurried after him, silently wondering why he had run all the way from their classroom.
She might have been surprised to learn that Keigo could have easily told her.
The End.