A/N : Bleach version of HYD... Rukia, an untouchable, versus the Superiors in Seireitei...including Ichigo...all she ever wanted was to have a nice school year start and not to stand out... but Fate has her way...not to mention falling in love with her arch enemy's twin brother,Kaien.

Round two!

From the cafeteria balcony, a pair of amber eyes followed the retreating form of the girl.

Tsukishiro Rukia eh?

"Yo minna!" A masculine voice broke the eerie silence, causing the members of Soukyoku to look at the genki Kurosaki. His twin only rolled his eyes in annoyance as his doppelganger propped himself to an empty chair muttering his usual "What did I miss?"

"Kaien-san! Oh you should have seen this girl--" The healthiest among them, Matsumoto Rangiku babbled out.

"She's an untouchable--"

"Like kinda geeky with this pair of glasses--"

"Wearing poor clothing--"

"I pity her--"

"She looks cute though--"

You know the rest…

The Queen of rumors, along with the next blessed female Inoue Orihime, also secretly nicknamed by the group as the ears of the corn field started filling Kurosaki Kaien the incident that happened prior his arrival. Kaien marveled at how the story went, practically reminding himself that these are Orihime and Rangiku, the most exaggerated storytellers of all. The others only hinted a little interest. After all, they were there when the commotion happened.

"So…is that it?" Kaien grinned as Rangiku pulled a hidden folded fan and begun hitting him. He loves pulling off phrases that annoys the ladies, though the latter find that adorable. At least he's sending off positive vibes, an indication that he's approachable and friendly no less. Unlike his brother…

"Oi! Lunch time's almost over. Better get going." Ichigo gruffly announced to no one in particular. His bestfriend Arisawa Tatsuki only commented on him acting the exact opposite of his brother, the very thing he hated most (like being compared to a twin in almost everyway). He just ignored her and made his way down the steps, paying little to no attention at all to girls who ogled at his presence. Idiots.

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"Onegai! Ouch! Tsukishiro-san! You're breaking my arm!" a feeble looking kid cried desperately as his 'savior/persecutor' continued yanking his arm to the direction of the library.

"Tsukishiro-san--" With that Rukia pivoted herself to face Hanatarou, her face a couple of inches from him, her eyes a blazing indigo.

"I've been telling you a hundred times! Call me Rukia and no, I won't apologize to that crappy lady." A foggy-glass-look with matching chin up and balled fists—fighting stance--effect.

"But Rukia-san—uh, anno…"

"What?" Rukia followed the direction his index finger was pointing at… when she suddenly felt herself being yanked away from her spot and slammed on the nearest wall, her back hitting its wonderfully carved edge. She stifled a whimper.

"You bitch! You think you're gonna get away with it? Guess again." A deadly voice hissed, sending triple goosebumps that made the hair of her back stand on its end.

"Let her go, Yoshi-san! It's my fault! Let her go!" Hanatarou started pulling Yoshi off of Rukia, who took advantage of the distraction and maneuvered a perfect hit on the offender's solar plexus. This almost made her grin for being a second time champion as of today, if it wasn't for another stronger hand enclosing itself around her small wrist, gripping it all too painfully.

"Stop causing unnecessary fights here in Seireitei." A commanding voice was heard. The raven haired girl granted herself the right to see another jock-looking man with a blinding orange for a mane. Yoshi, who was now a stranger and the victim for the second round, left the three, hobbled in a rush to the infirmary. Hanatarou backed off a little, his eyes never leaving the scene that started to unfold. Sounds foolish but this looks really interesting…

"I hate to break this to you but, it's the other way around, mister--"

"Kurosaki Ichigo, a pleasure to meet a spirited low life like you." Ichigo cockily grinned… a wave of energy she suddenly felt pulsating in every fiber of her body. Fuck! I'll wipe that sorry ass for a face you got there!

"Tsukishiro Rukia, how fortunate for me to meet a male replica of me." She equally grinned as she let him took her held wrist, placing her palm with his, and proceed with the introductory handshake. They look sort of cool from afar, but no one will deny their heated aura emanating, battling for dominance…battling for power.

You're on.

---to be continued...

Author's footnotes wahehe:

Gomen for the late update...I was really busy these past few weeks (with the thesis and term exams)...

Thanks for your reviews guys!That's the push I need hehehe...About the last name of Rukia...remember the first dance from her zanpakuto's first release? Yup! Tsukishiro

Arigatou minna! Hope you read this chapter and let me know your opinion! HEhehehe!