DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BLEACH
I apologize for any spellings or grammatical errors.
Kurosaki Ichigo was not a delinquent.
Although his natural orange colored hair screamed violence, or his permanent scowling face and furrowed eyebrows stated the opposite, he wasn't how his outwardly façade portrayed him to be.
Yes, he fought a lot back in his middle school and high school days, but he would rather justify his actions into what they would call a self-defense. He never initiated those fights on his own accord.
Perhaps it was around that time when his popularity charts suddenly elevated. While some people would love to be in his place, he'd rather excuse himself from all the unwanted attractions. His casual disinterests proved him the irony, though, because later on he learnt that showing indifferences seemed to perk the interests of the public even more.
Admittedly, he was also conscious that all the karate lessons he was taught years ago helped to build his figure. And his face might look a little more attractive than average. It seemed to draw more attentions to him, and with all the notices people gave, the more absurd his rumors led to be.
It was the start of his overly-wary radar to the people outside his trusted circle. The new people he tended to give a chance prove him betrayal, and he was tired of getting his personal lives and pictures leaked to entertain his fan club's forums. The worst of it all was getting his little sisters involved. With Karakura being a small town, it wasn't particularly hard for people to find out about his family's profiles either.
Since then, he decided it was better to be offensive rather than being invaded of his privacy. And he was about to get used to it until Kuchiki Rukia happened.
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"You know," Tatsuki began while they were walking to their meet up point with Mizuiro. "I have to admit that you're being way too much of an asshole to both Kuchiki and Orihime."
Ichigo furrows his eyebrows, "I don't get where this is coming from at all."
"Orihime told me about her." The statements led Ichigo to widened his eyes in shock, "And don't worry, I feigned ignorance and told absolutely nothing about your condition with Kuchiki." Tatsuki quickly clarified, not wanting to fear her childhood friend much. "However, I do know that Kuchiki bursting on your date with her has something to do with you."
Lying to Tatsuki was pointless, so Ichigo decided not to bother himself to try. "You were the one who blackmailed me to accept the date. I was totally against the idea because it might seem like I'm leading her on."
"Still, I wouldn't take Kuchiki to agree with you." Tatsuki ignored his justifications, "You must've done something that led her with no choice but to compile."
"You are being way too perspective," Ichigo interjected, "and meddling."
Tatsuki glares, "This has something to do with Orihime, so of course I would intervene. If you're not my childhood friend, I would've thrown you to the dumpster with a single punch."
Ichigo rolls his eyes, "So what?"
"So tell me," Tatsuki said, "Why the hell are you becoming into such an inconsiderate bastard to everyone lately?" Tatsuki knew that Ichigo wasn't an idiot. He must've also known himself that if Orihime ever found out the fact of Kuchiki meeting her was a planned idea, things would get very awkward. And being the sweetheart Orihime was, she would feign friendliness while feeling hurt inside.
"I'm not," Ichigo stubbornly argued, "you know it yourself that I'm not prepared for romantic closure either, Tatsuki. So consider this as a tie for the both of us and a warning for you not to repeat what you did anymore."
Tatsuki sighs, "You know what? Let's not fight because of this." She raised her arms in surrender, "I know you're feeling awful because of the incident with Senna, but just remember that you haven't even got to know Kuchiki Rukia much when you decided that she was the same." Ichigo froze. This time, he did not counter her back and Tatsuki decided it was her cue to continue.
"Not everyone is a psychotic fangirl who would kidnap your sisters for the sake of your attention."
Tatsuki just had to point out what he had been failing to hide.
She was right, Ichigo concluded. He had been too much of an asshole since Rangiku placed Rukia as his dorm mate.
He had been lying to himself, blaming their first impressions to be the starting line of his suspicions with Kuchiki Rukia. While in fact, he had not given the girl a chance of reconciliation even once. Heck, he hadn't planned to give the girl any chance of introduction before their encounter from the first place.
Traumatized, Ichigo found it to be difficult to give women any openings except for Tatsuki since his third year of Middle School. And he admitted that it had gotten a lot worse after he graduated high school. Tatsuki pointing it out for him had shown how major his attitude surely had been affecting everyone lately to the point she couldn't bear to stay silent anymore.
Seeing Karin introducing Rukia casually had Ichigo decided, it was time for him to relent and try to make amends. His sisters wouldn't particularly like the man he's turning out to be, and it will cause them to feel guilty if they realized he started to change after their involvements.
Rukia had tried very hard to stay out of his boundaries and show that she had no malicious intentions. She even tried to cover up when he greeted her mindlessly in front of his friends. The whole talk in the café had evidenced that the woman was being very careful because she was showing respects to their rules- the selfish procedure that he admits he hadn't been too cooperative with, and he was certain that she might actually be decent enough to befriend with.
He's going to live with Kuchiki Rukia for the whole semester, might as well give the girl an option of civilization.
Kurosaki Ichigo was acting way too weird, or suspicious. Or maybe both.
The only explanation Rukia could accept was the possibility of perhaps that this man in front of her was not Kurosaki Ichigo. That or either he was under a spell and was currently hypnotized.
While the petite woman should have been glad at his sudden change of heart and in reality, had decided to sincerely warm up with her, he did it at the foulest time possible that she could not help but to question his intentions.
The man might not realize being the thick-headed person he was, but Inoue had been throwing uncomfortable glances at Rukia with the way Kurosaki was behaving towards her. Rukia couldn't wholly blame the girl though, she was uneasy herself with the man being uncharacteristically earnest.
"I can pay for my own share, Kurosaki." Rukia hissed, hoping he would get the signal anytime soon. "Now put your money back to your wallet, right where it belongs."
"I don't know why you're being so difficult, Rukia." She flinched at the way Ichigo called her name instead of the usual mockery names he used to call her. While she had been demanding him to say her name right, he used her first name without any honorifics right in this awful occasion. "I'm just paying for your crepe and you're acting weirdly prickly."
Right, she needed to know where his antidote was placed, and fast.
Now Karin was also eyeing both of them questionably and Momo was throwing some palpable I-told-you-so looks from the distance and she had to do something before every image she worked hard to sculpture goes down to the drain.
She clears her throat, "What the fuck is wrong with you? Just what in the world are you scheming?" She inquired in half-shouted whispers. They were spaces away from the others who were in the hotdog stand so her current voice volume couldn't possibly reach the others' ears.
After their accidental encounter in the café, Rangiku suggested to unify their outings together because of her lifetime motto- the more, the merrier. Keigo supported the idea and everyone didn't mind to tag along. So was Rukia, although she was slightly nervous that Ichigo might accuse her of anything after they head back. Contradictory to her beliefs, the man had proved no hostility and was treating her way too friendly that it scares the daylight out of her even more by the way he was acting.
He wasn't treating her out of normalcy at first, so Rukia was only mildly aware that he wasn't throwing undisclosed dirty looks at her when nobody else was looking. But when everyone decided to stop by at the park because Orihime wanted to to try the popular hotdog she never got a chance to, Rukia spotted a crepe stand few meters away from the hotdog stand, so she excused herself to buy the crepe because she had carved one for a while.
Not only was the orange haired decided to follow her, he decided to pay for her stead- Which obviously throws them both the attentions of his friends who accidentally saw Ichigo pulling out his wallet from his jeans pocket for her. Especially to Orihime who had been tentatively eyeing the pair each second after Ichigo followed Rukia to the crepe stand.
"Nothing," Ichigo shrugged, "I just decided to be courteous. You know, kind of like some peace offerings."
"You know this is too unusual for you, right? Everyone is looking." Rukia insinuated, her eyes narrowing towards Rangiku who was coming closer towards her and Ichigo.
"Are you done buying your crepe, Rukia-chan?" Rangiku asked cheerily, as if to lighten up the others' suspiciousness. Rukia's attention was occupied by the new presence that Ichigo decided it was his opening to pay the money for her crepe.
Rukia widened her eyes in surprise along with the others from afar, realizing her off guards too late. "Kurosaki…" She warned between gritted teeth, hoping the man would get a clue while Rangiku gaped at the rare attraction.
"Oh wow."
"She's done." Ichigo replied too nonchalantly, accepting the crepe Rukia ordered from the man who he paid it to and handing it to the raven haired.
Rukia still glared at him yet reluctantly accepted the crepe, not wanting Ichigo to turn back from his decision to finally give her what he would call the peace offering. While she wasn't supportive with the fact Ichigo was calling truce at the worst time possible, it's not like she would reject the reconciliation while she'd been hoping for them to be amicable for a while. The act caused Rangiku to clamp her mouth shut and her corner lips to turn upwards, feigning innocence while completely misunderstanding their current doings.
"Oh well," Rangiku cackled, "not my business to question it." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively towards Rukia. "It seems my decision to choose him as your roommate was right."
Rukia was about to rationalize Ichigo's action when she saw Orihime walking closer towards them too. Not wanting the woman to accidentally hear the leaked secret, Rukia didn't counter Rangiku like she planned to and decided to greet the newly present woman with a polite smile instead.
"Kuchiki-san, you're so lucky! I heard from Tatsuki-chan that Kurosaki-kun rarely paid for anyone's shares except for his sisters." Orihime beamed, and although her eyes didn't show any emotions except for excitements, the downwards tone at the end of the sentence showed much dismays Rukia wished she hadn't recognized.
"Was he, now?" Rukia faked a surprised gasp, "Well, maybe he was just in a good mood and was trying to pay back the money he owed me few days ago! Right, Kurosaki-kun?" Along with the end of her sentence, she throws meaningful shimmer towards the man, silently threatening him not to disagree with her.
Ichigo scratches his neck, seeming to get her message much to Rukia's blessing. "Well uh, I had some extras so I decided, why not?"
"Oh," Orihime seemed to buy the reason, as her expressions brightened up and her rigid shoulders easened up at Rukia's made up validation. "So that was the case!" She laughed enthusiastically, giving a carefree laugh as she waved off the topic right off the bat. Rukia heaved a sigh of relief as the subject ended without any complicated issues.
After the exhausting trip, Rukia finally found sanctuary back at the dormitory. The appeasement didn't last long though, because time was ticking and she had promised Renji to meet up with him and his girlfriend at the bar tonight.
As much as she wanted to talk with her orange haired roommate about their current terms, revising their arrangements can wait for later. She only had fifteen minutes left before Momo holds up to her promise and decides to spam her phone with insane amount of calls and messages. She had to reach their meeting point before that happens.
Ichigo seemed busy as well, with him coming back to the dorm with such frantic and had been coping his bedroom since then. He showed no signs of coming out soon, and Rukia didn't have extra time to wait until he's finished with his business.
Renji had reprimanded her that he wanted to give good impressions about his friends, so she definitely had to dress up a bit. She decided to wear a purple short dress that matches her eyes and wore light makeups to as a shape of formality. Arriving bare faced might give Renji a heart attack and she wouldn't want to send off one of her best friend to the other world because of panic attacks.
After taking one last look of her face at the mirror, she put her heels on and walked outside of the living room.
Walking with the party look at the dorm hallways substantiated Rukia some estabished regrets. She should've brought her jacket but she was in too much of a hurry to remember. Now she had to endure some obvious ogling stares because of her revealing look and the catcalls she pretended not to hear.
Momo was waiting outside the university gate, squinting her eyes upon Rukia's arrival to configure whether it was truly the person she was waiting for. Rukia gave a mild wave to sign her appearance and Momo heartily grinned at the outfit her best friend decided to wear for the night.
"You rarely dress yourself up like this, might as well take the chance and find some hot guy to make out with while we're there." Momo complimented, eyeing the petite woman up and down.
"Renji wouldn't shut up about it." Rukia filled in, "I had no choice but to look presentable. You look stunning with your black dress as well."
"Well, of course." Momo barged, "I'm trying to find someone to catch some fun with his girlfriend's friends while we're there." She winked suggestively, "Are you sure you don't want to look around with me?"
Rukia rolls her eyes, "Let's just quickly get inside the cab because we're running late." She pushed her best friend, urging to ignore the invitation before Momo gets too quirky and pushy about it.
Upon arriving at the place, Rukia registered her best friend sitting on the nightstand, clattering his wine and chuckling with his profounded counterpart. Momo seemed to saw him as well, with her face brightened up while walking towards Renji's direction. Rukia decided to follow her best friend's steps from behind.
"No way!" Momo's gasps darted Rukia's attention from her to the source of surprise, "Arisawa-san, what are you doing here?!" Rukia frowned.
Arisawa Tatsuki blinks, "Wow, what a coincidence!" She grinned, "What are the odds?" She laughed leisurely, resting her elbow on the bar table while turning her figure towards the new companions.
Renji raises an eyebrow, "You know each other?" He asked in confusions.
Tatsuki shrugs, "We went out earlier this afternoon." She explained, "What are you guys doing here?"
"Well, we're kinda here to meet up with Renji." Rukia answered and Tatsuki's eyes widened in surprise.
She gapes, "What- Hold on, you guys are the friends Renji wanted to introduce me with?"
"Introduce- You're Renji's new girlfriend?" Momo spluttered, "How come?!"
"We met in this bar, I was drunk alone and he took care of me who am a total stranger." Tatsuki summarized, "He didn't took advantage of me and he bears with my karate kicks, so here we are!" Tatsuki grinned, resting her free hand behind her head as she finished retelling their fascinating first encounter. "I would never think we'd met up again like this though."
"So, you guys were friends already?" Renji asked in confirmations, trying to comprehend the situations. Their nods cleared up his question and his shoulder eased up in relief, "Well that makes this meet ups a whole lot easier."
"I agree, and it was a nice surprise." Momo commented, "So I take it that the people we're going to hang out with are Tatsuki's friends?"
Upon realizations, Rukia froze.
"Yeah, they're going to be the people you met with earlier in the café plus Orihime, so I don't think it would be a bunch of new faces anymore."
Oh no.
Cold sweats lingered Rukia's appearance as she recalled that both she and Ichigo had yet to alter their agreements. Currently, she was still prohibited to warm up with his friends and she wouldn't be thrilled if this whole fiasco crumbles the brand-new civility they had yet to build.
Tatsuki scanned the fidgeting Rukia, uptaking the petite woman's inner turmoil because she knew about their conditions. So she decides to strike another statement, "Ichigo is coming, but he said he will be running late because he had some assignments to finish before midnight." She assuredly filled in.
Rukia showed a look of gratitude to the woman, nodding in understanding. So she had few hours to be polite towards Renji's girlfriend and her friends. After that, she just needs to excuse herself to have a drink alone in some corner or something before Ichigo comes so she would be out of suspicions.
"Who's Ichigo?" Renji inquired, not following their conversation.
"One of my friends and your friend's acquaintance," Tatsuki answered, "You'll meet him tonight."
After the brief conversation, Rukia spent the night without much discomfit. Tatsuki was true to her words; all of her friends arrived before Ichigo does. Rukia got to meet up again with Orihime who bubbly hugged her again to suffocations. Tatsuki had also invited Mizuiro and Keigo who arrived not long after Orihime and Rukia wasted no second to politely greeted the pair. Ishida had something to do for the night so all that's left to introduce was Ichigo.
Knowing that there were no ones left to pay respects, Rukia decided it was time to go through her plans to get a drink for the night. She reasoned to the group that she liked to drink alone as her preffered quality time and excused herself from the group.
Renji was confused because he knew she didn't mind drinking with company and was about to question her retreat. Luckily, Momo backed her up and threw Renji's attention back to Tatsuki's friends. While Renji was trying to give good impressions to his girlfriend's friends, she used the chance to flee.
"Give me the margarita." Rukia ordered to the bartender as she sat on the corner of the counter all by herself. The drink came not long after, and she took a sip while looking at her watch. It was almost midnight and Ichigo could appear anytime by now. She just hoped he would enter before she finishes her drink so she doesn't have to order for more.
After her third drink, Rukia was starting to get pissed.
She wasn't one who frequently went out to drink, so she couldn't handle her alcohol much. Rukia glanced at her watch and realized it was already past one in the morning yet Ichigo had given no signs of showing up. She felt herself growing light-headed after her third glass had run out of liquor.
She knew she was tipsy and if she pressed herself further, she might lose her sober self at any moment. However, Keigo had persisted her to join them back if she had finished drinking by herself and if she stops now her plan would fail.
Keigo seemed to realize her emptied glass not long after because he decided to invite her again from afar, "Kuchiki-san! Are you done drinking by yourself?!" As if signing her death warrant, she ordered her fourth drink while dreading the moment for a certain somebody to finally walks in so she could finish this self-torture.
She had finished her fifth drink when flashes of oranges filled her eyesight from the distance.
She was unsteady, she knew that with how much the world was spinning and how hard it was for her to stay conscious. She tried to get a grip and was about to order a water to help herself when she felt another presence beside her.
She glanced at the new figure, not familiarized with the man who seemed on his early thirties. He gave a flirty smile as he ordered a drink as well, not looking away from his eye contact with her as he did.
"Do you mind a company?"
Was she too drunk or was he really hitting on her?
Upon making an appearance, Ichigo parked his car on an empty parking lot, checking the message Tatsuki texted him one last time to make sure he was in the right place before getting out of his car. It took him a while to finish his assignments and although he was an hour and a half late, at least he was here.
He opened the front entrance and scanned towards the crowds, trying to find his friend and found the group's location not long after searching. He wasted no time to join them.
"Hey, sorry I'm late." Ichigo greeted, his courtesy turned into confusions when he saw Hinamori Momo among the group. Before he could heed his discovery, he was cut by exchanges from his friends.
"Kurosaki-kun, you're finally here!" Orihime approached, fingers timidly running through her hair as she chuckled inadvertently.
"This is my boyfriend Renji." Tatsuki pointed the red haired man sitting next to her. The boyfriend wasted no second to offer his hand towards the newly arrived individual.
"You're Ichigo, I presume?"
"Yeah," Ichigo accepted his hand with a smirk, "Tatsuki told me a lot about you. So you're the myth who put up with her violent kicks."
"You're way too late." A familiar bun haired woman remarked in layers of hidden discontentment. Ichigo drew his attention towards her, the confusion creping back to his mind along with mild curiosities.
He frowns, "Why are you also here?"
"She's here because she's one of the friends my boyfriend wanted to introduce me with." Tatsuki explained, "Along with Kuchiki Rukia but she excused herself to get some drinks for a while now."
Ichigo's eyes widen in surprise, "Rukia was here?"
Now that he recalled, they had yet to reconsider their terms of living together, meaning she was still not allowed to talk to his friends without his approval. Did she try to escape so she can live up to their conditions?
"She merely greeted us and then said she wanted to have some quality drink time." Orihime added, "I would never take Kuchiki-san to be the type who loves drinking by her own!"
"It is rare of her to drink that much, actually. Rukia wasn't one with alcoholic tendencies." Momo hinted suggestively, eyes narrowing towards Ichigo trying to send messages for him to register the situation.
Ichigo eyes Momo incredulously, "How long had she been on her own?" He asked, starting to follow up with the circumstances.
"For two hours, I think." Keigo answered for him.
Mizuiro whistles, "She's currently on her fifth drink if I count it right."
"Where is she?" He instantly asked, not missing a heartbeat after hearing the exclamation. Guilt started to crept on him as he the situation dawned on him, worries palpable enough on his expressions that the group of people who didn't know about their conditions started to question the way he was acting.
"She's on the corner right there." Orihime said calculatedly, pointing towards Rukia's whereabouts.
Ichigo wasted no time to head towards the direction, locating the overly-familiar violet eyes that glassily caught an eye contact with his. Her cheeks were red, her expression unfocused. He marked to himself that a man was sitting beside her, obviously realizing the fact she was drunk as well and tried to hit on her while she was currently in a very advantageous state.
He cut in-between their seats, giving a warning glare towards the older man and chasing him away before turning his attention towards his roommate. She was about to drink the liquor the man had ordered for her before Ichigo's hand halted her, his knitted eyebrows showing deviation of what she was about to do.
"You're drunk."
The man was overly pushy and he would not have it if she rejected his generous treat.
Rukia knew the person was forcing her to drink with some blatant motives. But with her being too drunk, she had no way of evading his attempt of physical contacts except for relenting to his offer. Moreover, the man was getting too touchy while pressing her to accept the drink so she decided it was best to comply under the condition that he backs off for a moment.
He did what she told while smiling suggestively. Inwardly, Rukia scorned in disgusts but she accepted the drink from his hand anyway. She just hoped Momo would read the whole situation happening soon from the others' seats. She wasn't that far from their first location, Tatsuki and the other could still see her figure from the expanse.
For now, she had no choice but to relent. She pursed her lips in discontent and was about to drink the newly filled glass when a hand halted her from doing so.
"You're drunk."
She looked up to see a distressed orange haired man she found overly familiar with.
"Am I?" She inquired, trying to stay as conscious as she could with all the liquor she ingested. Ichigo gave a sigh before presenting a hand sign to Tatsuki and the others who apparently watched the incident as well. The pushy stranger beside her was long gone before she knew it.
She saw Momo stormed away from her conversation with Renji in an instant, running to aid her as concerns were transparent on her best friend's countenance. "You definitely drank too much." Momo apprehensively chastised.
"I had no choice." Rukia muttered, "Since somebody took his sweet time to get here, apparently."
That drew attention from her other companion.
"Nobody told you to drink," Ichigo specified, "you decided to do that on your own accord."
By the time Ichigo ended his sentence, their friends had joined them. However, before they even uttered a single word, Rukia had stood up from her seat, feet unstable and fists balled in prominent rage and irritation.
"Excuse me?!" Rukia fumed, "I wonder who prohibited me from getting any contact with his friends without his consent at the first place. Well I apologize if attempting to hold up to your part of the bargain were something that I do on my own accord!" She shouted and her tones went up few octaves with each word thrown on the taller man. Her postures were wobbly and after she was finished tossing her fits, she felt herself falling with little supports.
She instinctively shut her eyes while embracing the fall when she felt her wrists being held up by stronger hands. She was pulled upwards and she felt her head resting on broad shoulders. Opening her eyes, she recognized the rescuer to be the man that caused her calamity from the first place.
Ichigo snorts, "You are way too weak for our quarell right now, Midget. I am not countering back while you are in this state." His eyes watched her apologetically, although sober Rukia was far gone to make out the expressions he was making.
Instead, oblivious intoxicated Rukia chose to debate with his offensive mockery. "I am not weak!" Rukia gaped in disbelief at the nerve of her roommate, throwing light punches to his shoulder in disagreement, "And LET ME GO!" She screeched in displeasure when Ichigo struggled to keep her between his arms while she was attempting to slip away from his strong hold.
"You're going to fall again if I do." Ichigo looked conflicted, trying to hold her in place while stranding her from his grips. "Damn it, Rukia, just fucking stay put and control your goddamned emotions!"
In the sidelines, Orihime merely watches in mixed emotions. At first, she was worried as she realized Rukia was placed in a difficult position by a stranger. She saw Ichigo saved the raven haired and sighed in contentment, but her ease didn't last long with the proximity the pair currently were positioned.
Kurosaki was known for his boundaries and privacies under any circumstances. And currently, he didn't mind the fact Kuchiki-san had crossed the line he bordered.
"I have to get her home." Being too absorbed with her thoughts, the next thing Orihime realized was the sight of an unconscious Kuchiki laying comfortably while Kurosaki had her weight on his back. "Sorry for this but I'm leaving first. It was nice meeting another of Rukia's good friends." He glanced at his profound acquaintance.
Orihime noted that Ichigo regarded Abarai Renji as Rukia's comrade instead of his childhood friend's lover.
"Make sure to buy some aspirins on your way back." Momo reprimanded, "And for when she wakes up-"
"She'd like some waffles with real strawberries and chocolate syrup, I know." Ichigo cut in reflexively, instigating confusions for Orihime along with the others.
Momo gives a sly smile, "I knew it."
Renji cocks an eyebrow, "How do you know her favorites?" He asked interrogatively. Being her childhood best friend, Renji knew that Rukia wasn't one to easily show such angers despite being drunk either. It rose up his suspicions, "She wouldn't have told you her favorite menus in no particular occasion."
Ichigo freezes at his blunder, "Well uh," he stammered, not finding any way to lie himself out as he wistfully answered, "the fridge was filled with the ingredients and she ate those for breakfast for like, five times in a week-"
"Just go." Tatsuki sighed, "The rest of your explanations should be continued after Rukia is moderate enough to talk herself out with you." She covered up in assurance and Ichigo nodded gratefully in response.
"I'm going ahead."
Orihime wanted to inquire Tatsuki what that was all about, but she didn't have the courage in herself to ask.
(Author's Note) I finished this on time. Oh my God this cost a hell lot of my sleeping hours to write but I hoped it was worth it. A longer chapter with lots of Ichiruki in it ;) Since I'm not really satisfied with the little ichiruki in the last chapter, I wanted to compensate it in this one. All for the sake of beloved IchiRuki supportive readers. I personally enjoyed writing and revising this chapter myself lmao
Yes, some of you guys guessed correctly in your reviews about Renji being Tatsuki's boyfriend. From this point onwards, Ichigo will start to realize his mistakes and might grow nicer to poor Rukia. And his decision to be an asshole actually had something to do with his past, so we can cut him some slack despite his attitude to Rukia and Orihime. His sisters were kidnapped because of him for goodness sake.
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