T he Eve Project

Ichigo is just your average, smart, healthy, young, virile male college student. Besides having a part-time job and three horny friends who's always after their hot and sexy neighbours, all seems normal. Until the fateful night he decided to help a girl he found naked on a dumpster who insists that she was sent from the future to search for a healthy human male and save the human race.

Disclaimer: I don't own bleach :P (but I want to haha)

Chapter 12: Higher Than Average II

Ichigo awoke feeling all sweaty and groggy like he just ran a marathon or something as stressful as that. He took a moment to ponder his dream just then and damn... it happened again.

Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with him? Is he on some never ending high level of perversion or something?

Because right after his moment with Rukia last night, which was quite nice, he didn't think that his brain would be capable of twisting the incident around in such a shameless and lustful manner. Honestly, last night, after all that fake fortune-telling and Rukia unconsciously mourning over his wounded heart, they bid themselves goodnight and went to sleep. But in his dream, he got to relive the same moment except it didn't end up with them bidding each other goodnight but rather quite the opposite. What simply followed were intimate sessions of long, steaming hot—

"Fuck." He pressed his eyes with his fingers trying to shake the memory of it away. Sure it wasn't as rough as the ones he'd dreamt of before. In fact, it was more gentle and loving—but that's not important because the idea still stands that his mind is drowning in indecent thoughts that would make nuns pray the rosary and he shouldn't even be having these thoughts during bright and glorious mornings or... in any part of the day for that matter.

And so he decided to get up but for some reason found it difficult to do so. That's when he became aware of the person wrapped around him with her head sleeping on his chest and her arm embracing his torso like it was the most natural thing to do. He rolled his eyes and sighed at the irony of this situation which he must get out of as soon as possible. He then removed her arm from its embrace on him and he lightly tried to jiggle away from her grasp. But even before he could move away, her arm came springing back on its original position on him. Scowling, he did it again, but the reaction of the girl remained the same.

He called out to her feeling annoyed but she simply held him tighter and buried her head more on his chest.

Goddamn it.

His eyebrow began to twitch, "You're awake, aren't you."

And his suspicions were confirmed by the slight chuckle that came from the raven haired girl. She raised her head to face him.

" Good morning," she greeted as she struck him with her gorgeous smile and with that he's frozen with his eyes directly in contact with hers.

His mind began to protest while his eyes scanned her facial features.

What the fuck is wrong with this girl looking all fresh and beautiful early in the freaking morning!? How in god's sorcery is this even fucking possible!?

He knew right there and then that a morning that starts out like this can only be trouble.

"I-I have to go to school. Aren't you going to cook breakfast or whatever?" He spoke trying hard to avoid her gaze and to hide his creeping blush.

"Oh right!" She immediately got up and out of the room without another word, completely unbothered by the fact that she just woke up wrapped around a very turned on young man who just happened to have had another sex dream with her starring in it.

Ichigo sat up when Rukia was completely out of the room. He murmured, "Maybe I should start sleeping on the sofa again."

The petite girl placed her hands on her hips and heaved her chest up as though she was trying to stand taller and more dignified while she argued with the only person who was against her predicament. "Trust me, I'll take care of the house while you guys are out. I can handle it. You know, just like when those dwarves are away, that Cinderella girl had to take care of everything."

Ichigo's eye twitched. "Don't you mean Snow White?"

Rukia didn't answer and just gave him a puzzled look. Right now, Rukia volunteered to look after the house for them since she didn't have anything better to do. This of course was making Ichigo as suspicious as ever as to what she would really be up to. And her flawed logic of fairy tales wasn't helping either. His cousin and other companions, who are a hundred percent supportive of the idea, began pulling the carrot top out of the house, but he wasn't going anywhere until he lets out some last reminders to the girl standing by the doorway.

"Okay I'll go but one more thing! Just don't do anything crazy, don't touch anything or mess around with anything, if something bad happens call the police, the fire department, heck call the freakin' neighbours—"

This time, Rukia rolled her eyes and decided to help with trying to push Ichigo out of the house while nodding to whatever he was saying. A few more angry protests, threats, suspicious questions, general reminders later and the guys were finally off to school with Rukia waving good bye at them from behind.

She got back inside the house with her eyes scanning the whole place.

And now that the boys are gone, she smiled and figured that it was time to do some chores.

She was serious though—about the chores thing. Contrary to what Ichigo thought. She wanted to get her mind preoccupied, and maybe cleaning would help ease her worries or maybe give her an idea of what to do next. She trusts Yoruichi. If she says that the T-cube will be fixed, it will be. She just needed to know what her next steps would be.

T he house was just slightly a mess since it can't be helped that a bunch of guys live there and she figured that maybe half the reason why it wasn't all that messy was because of Ichigo. After tidying up downstairs which took a few good hours, she decided to go upstairs and she ended up standing in the middle of the hallway.

"Wait. Ichigo said not to mess with their things," she paused for a moment in hesitation then shrugged and proceeded to do her thing.

Time to snoop. She joked to herself figuring it'll probably be okay if she returns everything to where they came from, right?

She inspected each room to try and create a bigger picture of the personalities of its owners. For starters, the messiest room belonged to Keigo and there were endless pictures of naked women on magazines on the floor and posters of more naked women on the walls. Heck, his clothes were lying around everywhere and she could have sworn that something moved in some of the pile of clothes. She didn't try to figure out what it was though. When she got into Moe's room, it wasn't as messy as Keigo's and overall wasn't that bad. The walls were filled with posters of bands she didn't even know. Some of the people on the posters even have the same hairstyle as Moe's. His bed was made and under it were you guessed it... a bunch of magazines with naked girls on them too, just like the ones she found in Keigo's room. She chuckled but nonetheless returned the said mags back under the bed. Kon's room, on the other hand, turned out to be a bit of a scale down of the mess in Keigo's room, a few clothes here and there, a trash can filled with trash; well at least the trash was inside it. Simply put, it was messy but it seemed like the owner was trying to make it look neat but is failing at doing so. Plus, she spotted where he kept the naked women magazines. No, they weren't under the bed. They were hidden in one of the drawers of his desk. She was having fun at pretending like she was on a mission to find those. Next she went inside Hanataro's room. And she found everything alright, although a few books were scattered on the table as though he just abruptly stopped studying like a sudden unfinished meal but everything else was in place. And unlike the other three, there were no signs of magazines with naked women in them which disappointed Rukia a little because she looked everywhere for them. Guess the kid wasn't really in to them, she figured.

Lastly, it was Ichigo's room's turn to be explored. She sleeps here though, but she's never had a chance to snoop around and look for magazines with naked women. She chuckled as she joked to herself that she vows to find them and maybe tease him about them when he gets back. And so the search began.

As she carefully looked through his things, she figured that Ichigo really is the tidiest among everyone living in the house. Everything was in place even the books, majority were written by a Shakespeare person and the clothes were all neatly placed. The trash bin was empty! She checked under the bed but it was clean. She checked the drawers and found a picture frame inside one of them. She took it out and observed the picture of a woman in her possible late twenties hugging a little orange head boy who seem to be five to seven years old. She wondered briefly why he never displays the picture but nonetheless returned it to where she found it. She huffed.

Guess everything's been cleared. She mentally stated as she opened the last drawer on the side table, when suddenly, a black plastic CD case with no label caught her attention. She opened the container and found that it also had a CD in it with only a pen marked "X" written on it. Curious, she took it with her downstairs.

S he decided to open the TV first while she tried to figure out how to work the CD player. The channel aired a random show that Rukia couldn't care less about until she saw the person being interviewed by the wacky and eccentric male host. Her eyes widened.

It's her.

"Bitch-whose-name-cannot-be-mentioned-in-the-household," she murmured as she stared at the beautiful lady on TV answer the question "how do you seduce a man?" Unbeknownst to Rukia, the whole interview was suppose to be a joke of some sorts but still, she can't help but take in every detail of the mystery woman's response.

"It's simple really, I've had my fair share of men in the past," She raised her hands in defeat and the audience laughs. "I am guilty."

"So what's the secret? I'm sure all the women watching are dying to know."

"Well, if you happen to ask some of the men I've dated, they know that if they act like they don't want me and I clearly want them, I'd just give them an offer that they can't refuse."

The audience burst into "Ooohs" as the host hollered in excitement, "Now that got me curious!"

"Did it?" She giggled. "Now, let me show you what I do, go on, pretend to walk away." The woman commanded and so the host does as he was told. And just then the woman suddenly hugs him from behind, pressing her chest and cheek on his back. Her palms were flat on his chest. The host began to make funny remarks on how this method will definitely get any man on their knees but still attempts to break free. The camera then focused on the woman's hands that were slowly slithering their way down to the man's belt while she whispered seductively in the background "Last chance to change your mind."

"Woah!" The host shouted and the audiences' applause and laughter echoed throughout the set. The woman detached herself from the now more than ever ecstatic host and proceeded to take a bow in conclusion of her demonstration.

CLICK.

"In other news, bullets are reported to have been found in pass—"

CLICK.

Rukia found herself unconsciously flipping through the channels. For some reason, she could imagine those woman's filthy hands on Ichigo and she didn't know why but it was pissing her off. Anyway, once she decided to stop on some random animal channel featuring rabbits, she focused her attention on figuring out the CD player. And when she did, she immediately played the strange CD she found.

CLICK.

The TV screen displayed the word "Loading..." She waited intently on the sofa with her hands on the remote control until the contents of the CD finally began playing.

A blonde woman wearing a hot pink nightgown prepped herself up in front of a mirror and made some sexy facial expressions while she checked herself out. Some saxophone music began to play in the background as the woman proceeded to lie down on a bed. A couple of seconds later, a man dressed in a business suit entered the room.

" I've been waiting for you," the woman spoke to catch the man's attention, although it seemed that the guy was already aware that she'd be in the room.

"Really now?" he spoke bringing out a sexy smirk and pulling off his tie.

"Sit. You must be tired." The man complied and sat at the edge of the bed. The woman then moved slowly until she was kneeling behind him then she ran her hands sensually on the man's broad shoulder blades.

"How about we ease these tensed muscles," she whispered while massaging the said parts with her expert hands. The man began to moan in submission. Slowly the woman started to nibble on the man's ear. He gasped standing up and facing the woman.

"You... little sex vixen," he called out through his teeth and she replied by simply biting her lower lip seductively. "I've waited all day for this." Was the last thing that the man said before he pinned the woman down on the bed and they began to lavish each other like lust filled savages. Gasps, groans, and moans echoed throughout the video.

Rukia's jaw dropped as she watched the video escalate from one scene to another. For some reason she couldn't tear her eyes off the screen even if she wanted to. And yet everything that's happening was so graphic that she felt weirdly hot and embarrassed just by watching.

Oh. My. God.

Kon put an arm around Ichigo's shoulder. "Ichigo, it's fine, I know you want her here, I do too."

Ichigo scowled and tried to answer but his cousin just kept talking.

"Look, it's not like we can always bring her with us. Besides, she wanted to stay home and take care of the house, isn't that a good thing?"

The orange head sighed in defeat. "It's just that my gut feeling is telling me that something bad is going to happen."

"Well then tell your gut that it's wrong!" Kon blurted while giving his worried cousin a slight smack on the "gut" which Ichigo let slide because he was too worried about the fact that his gut feeling was never wrong.

But then again, maybe he really was just over thinking stuff. He tends to do that when stuff actually involves Rukia.

The video was finished and yet Rukia seemed to have lost the ability to move or speak. So many questions were buzzing through her head.

For the most part it was "WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WATCH!?"

Although she was aware that it was a video about two people being intimate, she just didn't expect things to be that... she didn't even know what word to use... extreme? Inhuman?

And thus, other questions were formulated that she couldn't even finish in her head...

WHY WERE THEY...?

WHY DID HE...?

WHY WAS SHE...?

WHY...? HOW...? WHY...?

She covered her warm blushing face with her palms.

Oh god...

Was sex supposed to be like that!?

Was that how you initiate it!?

The poor young girl was so confused that she ended up frozen like that for a few moments before she sat straight with an idea of what to do now.

"It's sort of a girls' night out but we'd love it if you guys would join us, you know, as a thank you for the other night when all of us got sooo drunk and Ichigo had to take care of all of us. It's really embarrassing but we really want to make it up to you, especially to you Ichigo." As the busty woman stopped talking, Kon couldn't care less about what she just said, mostly because he was too focused on her voluptuous curves and womanly parts. Rangiku on the other hand didn't mind though, in fact her sex appeal was part of the whole invitation. The less the two boys think about anything else, the easier they'll say "yes". Unfortunately for her, Ichigo didn't even take notice of her oozing charisma and charm for the young man had other stuff in mind, well more like someone else but you get the point. Different scenarios were playing in his head and this time it was about the petite girl burning down the house. The horrible imagery was cut off when Kon dragged Ichigo with him for a moment to talk about what to answer to the girls.

"So... what does your gut feeling tell you about this?"

Ichigo replied in contrast to Kon's eccentric questioning, "What does it matter? You look like you're ready to agree no matter what I say."

"Fair point. " He then turned back to the ladies, answering for his friends and accepting the invite even though he has no idea why they were inviting them in the first place, he just revelled in the idea that maybe it was all Rangiku's plot to get him alone with her.

And yet, unbeknownst to him, half of his theory was correct but everything was done for the sake of their beloved friend. Said friend was then pulled from the back of their group and pushed towards the carrot top.

"Ichigo, why don't you give Orihime your number so that she could text you the details about it?"

The poor cornered girl became all panicky as she tried her best to act normally in front of the guy she likes.

"So if you could just give her your number now," Rangiku insisted, eyeing the clueless carrot top. Orihime tried to add that it was alright if he didn't want to give it.

T he boy in question simply shrugged and agreed to give her the number. He really wasn't getting what the big deal was, it was just a number. Kon tried to offer his but it was immediately turned down by the girls saying the Ichigo's number would be enough. As the boy gave his number to Orihime, the other girls began squealing in the background as though they were cheering for their friend.

"S-sorry about that," Orihime said with an embarrassed blush while she folded the piece of paper with Ichigo's number and placed it inside her pocket. "My squad's a bit crazy."

Ichigo couldn't help but smirk and agree. "They are. It's a good thing you turned out normal."

She blushed some more at hearing that, taking it as a compliment. "Yeah well... oh by the way, how's that girl Rukia?"

"Our goddess is at home right now." It was Kon's turn to answer. Then they heard the other girls calling out to Orihime to hurry up because they're leaving.

"Well, that's my cue," she ran to catch up to her friends but waved another good bye to the two boys before completely running off. "You should ask her to come too! Anyway, bye! Oh and thanks for the number Ichigo!"

Ichigo simply nodded back then watched as the girls blended together in a crowd of university students.

"Seriously, that girl's got a thing for you, you know that?" Kon pointed out which made Ichigo scowl at the idea.

"No, she doesn't."

But it only made Kon shake his head at how clueless his cousin could be. "You're an idiot, you know?"

The remark made Ichigo scowl deeper. "You're the idiot, I'm off to work." And with that, he walked ahead leaving his cousin behind, scampering to follow him.

It was past 10pm when Ichigo finally finished taking his routinely long warm bath after a day filled with stress from both school and work. He got back in his room while drying his drenched hair with a towel, unaware of what was waiting for him in there.

"I've been waiting for you." He stopped to turn to the raven haired girl, lying on the bed, who just spoke.

"Why? Do you need something?" he questioned looking at her with a raised eyebrow but she didn't even falter and just continued.

She pats a space on the bed, "Sit. You must be tired." This time Ichigo scowled in confusion. But since standing there like an idiot in silence and having a staring contest with Rukia wasn't doing anyone any good, he decided to do as told and sat on the edge of the bed while he continued to wipe his head with a towel.

"We leave you alone in the house for a day and you act twice as weird when we get back. Although, I gotta say, it's a miracle that you didn't end up burning down the house or murdering someone—" His speech was cut off when he suddenly felt her soft hands on his shoulders. Then he felt those hands gently massage his muscles. And right on cue he was all tensed and more confused.

"You're... giving me a massage?" He murmured to himself as he let her continue but remained guarded and suspicious. "Why? Seriously, what have you done this time?"

"Nothing," she assured him as she worked her magical hands on his stressed out body parts. "I was just thinking about how we should ease these tensed muscles," she whispered sexily while focusing on one of his pressure points.

Christ. It took everything in his power not to moan because whatever it was that she just did, god, it felt so fucking good, that he ended up closing his eyes just to focus on the wonderful sensations brought about by Rukia's wonderful hands.

Everything was going great until of course he felt her nibble on his ear which immediately sent him off flying away from her with his heart racing at the ecstatic feeling brought about by her action.

"Woah!" He yelped nervously. "Y-you... what the fuck are you doing!?" He questioned pointing a finger at her but she didn't answer and just bit her lower lip seductively.

Oh dear god.

Ichigo felt like he was losing his mind. Or maybe he's already lost it. Who knows?

"S-stop that!" He cried out.

"Don't you want me?" she responded creating a high amount of sexual tension to cloud around the room.

"W-what!? I... we've been through this!"

"But I... want you..." She spoke this time huffing with lustful eyes begging for him to take her.

At that moment, he knew that he was literally stepping over the edge of completely losing his sanity and any more might push him to do something he might regret in the long run so he had to leave. He must leave. Or else he's fucked. It was now or never.

He turned around and was about to head towards the door when all of a sudden he felt Rukia wrap herself around him and pressed herself onto him from behind.

"Rukia..." He tried to protest.

"Last chance to change your mind." He instantly froze upon hearing the words escape her lips and it's not just because of the action but rather on how familiar it felt.

It's a feeling that he didn't want to feel again.

He grabbed one of Rukia's arms then turned around to face her. Just then, Rukia didn't even realize what she'd done until she'd come face to face with Ichigo giving him that look... He didn't even have to say anything, it was plain as day what he wanted to say and she might as well just say it to herself.

What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Think. You're. Doing!?

Upon realizing that, it was as though she had snapped out from her high and she quickly grabbed back her arm from his grip.

"I-I'm sorry. I'm gonna go." She dashed out of the room before Ichigo could even stop her and she ended up locking herself inside the bathroom.

No. No. No. No. What have I done!? She thought.

Rukia buried her face in her palms while she sat on the toilet. Soon she heard some knocking on the door of the bathroom.

"Rukia. Hey. I'm sorry, open up." It was Ichigo.

"No, go away!" She retorted.

A ll the commotion had the others come out and check what's going on to which they found Ichigo sitting outside the bathroom and leaning against the bathroom door.

"Dude, what happened?" Moe asked as he was the one with the room closest to the bathroom so he got to Ichigo first while the others began to approach as well.

"Rukia locked herself in the bathroom," he explained and everyone began to panic. Kon started to bombard Ichigo with accusations as to what he could have possibly done to the girl, which of course he denied completely while the other three tried to coax Rukia to come out. And after a few persuasive words from the guys, the girl finally spoke and insisted that she can't come out because she did something wrong. And so they tried to convince her that whatever she did wrong wasn't a big deal.

But it was... to her, it was.

The boys tried to rock their heads on what to do now. It just shows how much concern they have for their beautiful little guest from the future.

Although, it would be a great help if they knew what was really going on and it didn't take long for them to find out.

"I just don't understand! I did everything that the video said but it didn't work and I panicked!" Cried out the voice from behind the bathroom door. Everyone looked at each other with baffled expressions.

No one seems to have any idea of what she was talking about. And when asked what video she was referring to, she explained the origin of how she found the horrid CD inside of Ichigo's drawer.

They all looked at Ichigo for an explanation but unfortunately, he was just as clueless as the others. That is, of course, until one of them gasped as though he just figured everything out.

"Sex vixen!" Keigo cried out with a snap of his fingers. He turned to the carrot top and began explaining.

"Ichigo, remember the CD I gave you that I told you was the latest version of that architect something tutorial you were looking for...?" He chuckled nervously.

To Ichigo, when a Keigo-story starts out like that, he already has an idea of how it was going to end.

And it was bad. Really bad.

He felt one of his eyebrows twitch in annoyance as he listened to the rest of what Keigo has to say.

"Yeah, you see, accidentally, not on purpose I swear, it was purely accidental, you know... that I might have given you a CD called Sex Vixen... That was probably what she watched."

"MIGHT HAVE!? SO YOU ARE NOT EVEN SURE!?" Ichigo growled, his patience running out because of Keigo's stupidity.

"Well I—" Kon grabbed Keigo by the collar before the guy could even formulate a new statement.

"What the fuck happened in that video!?" He growled while violently shaking the guilty boy.

It was this time that Keigo wished that he was the one locked inside the bathroom. "I don't know! I never got a chance to watch it! Ichigo never gave it back! But I'm pretty sure it's porn!"

"Well, I never watched it! Fuck! And to think I was planning to!"

And before things got really out of hand, Hanataro had to pull out every single ounce of strength that he has to let out one loud order, "WOULD YOU GUYS JUST SHUT UP!?"

Silence.

Fortunately for him, it worked. He then got back to talking to the raven haired girl through the door.

"Rukia? You still there? It's alright, it was all Keigo's fault. Just zap him with one of those things that come out from your hand when you come out." After hearing that, Keigo quickly tried to make a run for it but everyone else held him down.

"But I copied her," Rukia mumbled.

"Copied who?"

"Oh no... I knew it." It was Ichigo's turn to make the I-figured-it-out face after hearing what she said.

Kon, who was pinning Keigo on the ground with Ichigo, turned to his cousin, "By her did she mean...?" He didn't even have to finish the question for Ichigo already nodded in response.

Rukia explained how she saw the bitch-whose-name-shall-not-be-mentioned-in-the-household on TV and Hanataro tried his best to convince her that it was okay.

"It's not okay!" She retaliated. "It's not okay because after what I did Ichigo's never gonna want to have sex with me ever!"

There was literally a deafening silence after what the girl said. All eyes were simply pinned at none other than the orange head whose turn it was to wish that he was the one locked inside the bathroom right now.

"She wants to have sex with Ichigo..." Moe spoke to no one in particular trying to put two and two together..

"Then that must mean, Ichigo's health status is..." Hanataro didn't even finish when Keigo suddenly blurted out his thoughts.

"You have a higher than average health status!? THAT'S SO NOT FAIR!" Keigo's sudden movement caught Ichigo and Kon off guard rendering them both to fall with their asses flat on the floor.

"You healthy son of a bitch," Kon grunted while he massaged his now aching behind.

"I... don't... Yeah, well stop looking at me like that!" Ichigo cried out while he tried to avoid everyone's judging gazes.

"All this time, pretending that you're innocent and shit. You traitor! Having Rukia offer you sex whenever you want, you—" It seemed as though the wheels of fate just turned and Ichigo was the one who was now being pinned down by Kon, Keigo and Moe.

He struggled to escape their clutches while yelling at them to let go. "Fuck off! I haven't even done anything to her! And I don't plan to!"

And yet another deafening silence befell the group after what Ichigo said. Now they just had to give him questioning looks.

"You don't?" Kon tried to clarify.

"No!" He cleared out but that just made Keigo and Moe eye him suspiciously.

"I'm not gay!" Ichigo added as if knowing exactly what the unspoken question was.

"Then what the hell is wrong with you!?" Kon questioned and Ichigo could have sworn that he didn't even know why everyone was angry at him.

So he's higher than average, he's a healthy young man, since when was that a bad thing?

Now he tells them that he's never done anything to the midget from the future, and he doesn't plan on doing anything and yet they're still angry at him?

What was he suppose to do exactly?

"Dude," Moe called out cutting him midway off his thoughts. "The girl tried to re-enact porn just so you'd have sex with her, and you said no? That's sick man. I mean for someone like you who has experience on that department, isn't that hard? Like don't you miss it or something?"

Then it turns up, yet another reason for Ichigo to want to be locked inside the bathroom at this very moment— people pulling at this one topic that he dreaded the most.

"Unless..." Keigo began while looking into Ichigo's brown eyes with suspicion. "Could it be that you're still a—"

"AH! I'm not...!" He snapped back in defence as he quickly stood up. "...Gonna talk about my sex life with you!" And before they knew it, Ichigo had already stormed off to his room and had slammed the door shut behind him.

"You think he's a virgin?" Moe asked, completely doubting the idea.

Keigo shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe, I mean we've always assumed that he wasn't since he dated 'The Bitch'. And we all know that no one escapes that pit."

Once the commotion was over, it was the bathroom door's turn to open with Rukia's petite head peaking out to watch the people scattered on the corridor.

"Is he really? Higher than average?" Hanataro asked sitting by the door and the girl nodded, knowing exactly who he was talking about. Everyone else saw her reaction and they can't help but feel the unfairness of the world on their shoulders.

"Psch. Lucky bastard. From now on we all hate him," Kon mumbled speaking for everyone while spreading his legs on the corridor floor. His two minions nodded in agreement.

"Hey Rukia, you can sleep in my room if you want. You know, if you're not comfortable with staying at Ichigo's." Hanataro offered out of kindness but the invitation just sparked into a new debate between the boys on where Rukia should sleep now. However, even before a verdict was decided, the door to Ichigo's room opened and out came the carrot top holding some pillows with him. He quickly glanced at Rukia then spoke, "Take the room."

He was about to go downstairs when Keigo decided, yet again, to run his stupid mouth.

"You see goddess, it's not that he simply doesn't want to do it with you it's just because he's inexperienced." And with that one of the pillows came crashing down hard on Keigo. You wouldn't even think it was a pillow because of the intensity of the hit the young man took.

"Fuck!" He cursed as he tried to recover from the attack.

"At least I'm not as inexperience as you!" Ichigo countered.

"Aha! So you do admit it!" Keigo pointed out, like a culprit just admitted his crime.

And that alone was enough to initiate another pointless brawl between the twenty-something men who were acting like a bunch of ten year olds.

"Should we... stop them?" Rukia asked Hanataro who was watching the whole thing unfold on the sidelines with her.

"There's no point." Was the little man's response.

"Let go!" Ichigo roared in anger as the three worked together to tackle him down.

"Not until you stop going after Keigo just because you're a virgin!" Kon growled back and all three began to pin down Ichigo. The carrot top felt the last of his veins pop in his forehead and the last string of his patience snapping.

That was it.

Hanataro and Rukia weren't even sure how it happened but after a few moments the three boys, Keigo, Kon and Moe, were down on the ground, each half unconscious. And Ichigo, still huffing from everything that he just did, had grabbed his pillows from the ground. With his famous scowl still evident on his face, he began to approach Rukia.

He took in a deep breath and looked straight at her violet eyes as he spoke, "I have not done it before okay? There. I said it. So just find some other experienced higher than average guy do you. Yes, it's stupid and pathetic for a guy to refuse sex from you but you know what? I don't care because no, I don't just go have sex with women I just met whatever their reason is to want to do it with me or no matter how desperate they are or how beautiful or hot they look. You want to have sex with me because you want to save the world? Well sorry, I'm not really comfortable with that idea so just find someone else to be your higher-than-average manwhore. I'm off to the couch." He didn't even give Rukia a chance to respond as he just walked away and proceeded to go downstairs without another word.

"He's right," Rukia said while she help Hanataro lay down Moe on his bed. "He couldn't possibly be the only higher than average guy around here, I should've just stopped messing with him. God, I really should learn to stop when told no. I guess I was just acting too desperate." Hanataro wasn't sure what to say to her so he ended up just nodding and noticing the sad expression on the girl's face somehow makes him feel really bad about it.

That night Ichigo couldn't even sleep and it wasn't just because he was on the sofa. His own speech kept coming back to him. Oh fuck. It was frustrating. What Rukia did back at his room... those words, it just reminded him so much of her, it was pathetic. He despised remembering. He remembered how that woman shook his principles; it was so hard to control his urges. Simply put, he remembered how it was with her and it's making him cringe. He knew what she was like. The sexy older temptress with the sticky hands and all that, sometimes he barely held control and yes, he'd slip here and there. But he didn't want that in a relationship. He knew that that was why she cheated on him with him. It sucked.

But then there's Rukia... damn. He didn't know why but just seeing her gets him into the brink of control every single fucking time. Heck, he dreams about them together. What the hell? Why is it so fucking hard to control his thoughts!? She doesn't even like him, she's just doing what she's doing because she has to do it... which makes the situation even worse.

But what's even worse than that was the fact that some part of him hopes that things were different.

Damn it Rukia.

He turned from facing the backrest of the couch to the other side and was surprised to see a person standing beside him.

"What the fuck!?" He sat up quickly with a scowl as he eyed the petite girl.

She commanded, "Get up and go to your room."

"What?"

She raised her palm to face him as a threat, "Don't make me use this on you."

"Woah! Wait! wait!" Having fallen victim to that zapping thing she does before, he knew that he had no choice but to obey. As soon as he was off the couch, Rukia took his place on it and lied down.

"What the hell are you doing now?" He couldn't help but question.

"Sleeping on the couch. Shouldn't you be in your room by now?" She just raised her palm again to remind him of the punishment if he chose to do otherwise. He took a step back but stayed nonetheless.

"Why?"

"What do you mean why? It's your room so that's where you should be," she explained but her logic wasn't enough to convince Ichigo to do what she ordered.

"Look, it's hard to sleep here on the couch, just take the fucking bed," he insisted feeling annoyed and tired.

"No. You've been sleeping here and you're alright," she reasoned.

"But as you can see, I'm awake so technically, it's not alright."

"I'll deal with it."

"Goddamn it, Rukia..." He cursed trying not to raise his voice and cause the others to wake up. He pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation.

He's had it with all this nonsense.

"Fine, move." Rukia gasped when Ichigo tried to squeeze himself on the couch with her and they began to battle for some space. "What are you doing!?" She whisper screamed.

The carrot top simply retorted with a straight face. "Well, we both seem to want to sleep on the couch so badly, then we just have to share."

"You don't fit!" She lashed out angrily with her eyes glaring at him but he acted as though he was unaffected by it.

"Oh I fit," he argued while lightly crushing her between his torso and the backrest of the couch. She then struggled to break out or at least push him off the sofa.

"Ichigo! You idiot! You are going to pay for this!" But before she could even do anything else, he quickly grabbed her hands as a precaution and held them over her head.

"Let go!" She cried out but Ichigo hushed her by putting a hand on her mouth for a moment.

"No way I'd do that! You'll zap me."

"Then get off the couch," she countered through gritted teeth.

"No," he replied stubbornly.

They were silent now as they were both suddenly aware of their proximity. Their bodies were squished so closely together and their faces only centimetres away from each other. Their eyes both awkwardly wandered around trying to figure out whether or not to make eye contact. At this point, no one was going to end up sleeping so someone had to back down.

Ichigo sighed in defeat, "We can't do this."

"You think?" she replied sarcastically nodding towards their position.

"You know what, just sleep with me."

" What?" And he blushed as soon as he realized what that must have sounded like. "I mean, just on the bed. Sleep next to me on my bed." He clarified.

"But—"

"Look we're both stubborn so naturally none of us will get any sleep if we continue this so let's just move this to the bed. Besides, I'm used to you sleeping next to me. So it's not that big of a deal. I promise not to make it a big deal."

And yet, when it happened it turned out to be the exact opposite.

They both did end up on the bed in Ichigo's room only after agreeing that it really would be hard to sleep on the damn couch... together. Just then they ended up facing each other on the said bed and they couldn't hide the fact that there was a few seconds of awkwardness there until Ichigo decided to just face the other way. Rukia also turned but she just faced the ceiling instead. She closed her eyes then opened them emitting a light yellow glow from her originally violet orbs. She remembered the whole day and implanted its details in her head then sighed.

"Tomorrow... I'll look for other higher than average male donors, so you don't have to be awkward around me anymore. I want us to be friends, is that okay?" She said eyes locked on the ceiling, not even caring if he heard it or not. He did though because he was still awake. He was scowling as he continued to stare at the side.

"Ah..." He replied unconsciously and closed his eyes. He was trying his best to forget her words and wishing so hard to dream of her again tonight.

A/N: So I got this really really awesome fanart for MLIABWI by getsuga-ten-short-17 on tumblr which made me so freakin' happy that I had to write a new chapter for this story. In short, it gave me enough feel fuel to actually write a really long chapter haha who knew fanart was the key to get me writing again haha I didn't even think I could do it, but I did! Yey me! Anyway, I know it's been a long time but here it is. It's pretty long and very OOC but I hope you guys will still like it. I had so much fun writing this even though I haven't written anything in a long time. And to be honest, this isn't even how this chapter was originally supposed to go. But then again, here it is nonetheless. I'm really rusty so pardon my mistakes. Anyway, thanks for those who continue to support my stories, you make me feel so loved. I hope you guys review! ILY guys and God bless :P

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