Author's Note: I am REALLY excited about this chapter LOL. Things are gonna get effed up i can tell ya! TEE HEE, ya'll gonna be shocked outta ya minds XD. It ain't that exciting but hey...P.S. ya'll know the drill wit da rulers now, right?

Anywho, I don't own bleach etc. Please enjoy! R&R!

Ichigo laid on his bed, reliving the events of the previous days.

What is it with her and that damn Quincy? They're meant to be enemies! Ishida is such a little suck-up, why can't Rukia see that?! I bet he's just tryin' to get in her pants...Rukia can be so blind sometimes! Ever since he spoke to her the other day, they've been friggin' unseperable. He's all like 'Oh, do ya wanna come to the movies, Kuchiki-san? Do you wanna watch the sunset, Kuchiki-san? Do you wanna go out with me, Kuchiki-san?!!!'

He could feel himself boil up.

Just the thought of that creep touching my Rukia...

Ichigo gasped. Did he really just think that? His Rukia? What the hell was that? Since when was she his? God, things were gettin' really screwed up lately. With Rukia not talking to him, or when she did she'd start shouting, and Ishida sucking up to her all the damn time.

Always trying to make her go out with him to the latest bloody chick flick - Rukia dosen't even know what a chick flick is

They were out again that night aswell. Rukia and Ishida. Out to the beach, or lake, or something like that. Ichigo didn't really listen to her when she had said about it. She spoke too much. Even when she was quiet it seemed as though she was bursting to use her lungs. Bursting to tell some poor innocent stranger some useless information about something no one really cares about.

"Like her feelings." Kon poked his head out from under the covers.

"Kon!!!! Why do you do THAT?!!!"

"Do what?" Kon smiled innocently, struggling free from the restrains of Ichigo's sheets. "I was merely observing."

"Yeah, about something that's none of your buisness."

"Do you want Nee-san to talk to you again or what?"

"Duh!!"

"Well then, you're gonna have to listen to her more."

"I'm sick of listening to her yappin' at me. All she does is moan. I've got my own problems without hearing her's 24/7!" Ichigo snapped, refusing to listen to Kon's friendly advice.

"How can THAT be true? She hasn't spoken to you over the last three or four days!" Kon protested.

"Yeah, but whenever I try to talk to her, she justs shrugs her shoulders or shakes her head. How can I have a conversation with someone like that?!"

"But, she LOVES you, Ichigo!!" Kon put his hands to his mouth, realizing what he'd just said.

"What?!"

"It's true!" Kon said. He'd started so he thought he'd carry on!

"How do you know? Did she tell you?" Ichigo sat up on his bed.

"No..."

"Well then, how can you know for sure?"

"Please, Ichigo, it's the truth! It's plain to see! She's written a diary and everything! Look! In here!" Kon leaped off the bed and ran over to the closet.

Her diary...? Ichigo thought to himself. I didn't know she had one! She told Kon but didn't tell me! I bet she ran off and told that bastard Ishida, though!! I'm sssoooo gonna kick his ass when I see him! But still...I fail to see how a diary proves she loves me...

"Here!" Kon had sucessfully retrieved it and was now waving the red in the air. "I bet it'll say in here her true feelings! Read it!"

"Kon, it's her diary! I can't read it!"

"If ya wanna know how she really feels, then just READ the damn thing!"

Earlier...

Lately I've been wondering whether he is in fact treating me like this, or I'm just suffering from a mental illness. I don't like eaither option very much, I have to say, I did, some time ago, think that human life seemed at least a little fun. All that stuff of friends, lovers, chocolate and discos looked like a haze of happiness. But now, when too much chocolate can add pounds, there's not enough money for discos, friends are hard to find and the bitter truth about love has dawned on me, earth seems a very sad and lonely place to be. Maybe I'm being dramatic, as Ichigo always tell me...

Rukia stopped writing as she heard voices outside the closet. It sounded like Ichigo's annoying little sister Yuzu showing him how she'd dressed Kon up nice and feminine. Kon was going to be so pleased:)

Ishida had bought the diary a few days ago for her. It'd taken her a while to understand the purpose of it, even after all his explaining. She had gotten it in the end though, or at least she thought. Ishida told her that it didn't really matter what she did with it, as long as she took good care of it. Rukia appreciated his gift, and his kindess - to which wasn't getting much off of anyone else lately. cough Ichigo cough

Rukia had seen a lot of technology of the human world, but she was convinced this was one of the best inventions ever. How you can just write whatever you think or feel at any given moment of the day, and how you werent oblidged to write a whole paragraph each day. You could write what you wanted, when you wanted, where you wanted. And there was like a law that said no one else was allowed to look in it!

After Yuzu's footsteps were heard heading out of the room, Rukia put her head down and got stuck in.

I'm really glad Ishida gave me this book. He's so nice and kind. Who'd have thought that a Quincy could be so...nice! Not that Quincys are evil or anything, but it's well known how they feel about us Death Gods. He's so clever as well. He's gifted when it comes to needlework and stuff. He even sewed my name on the front of this book! (The cover's made of something called 'Swade', I believe!)

Rukia began to smile.

We've become like the best of friends! He's always taking me places, to the movies and stuff. I don't know what I'd do without him. He actually listens to me, unlike Ichigo. Ishida makes me feel...wanted.

Surely that's enough for one night! Rukia yawned, putting her pen down. He'll be here in a minute to take me out! I can't wait!

Rukia peered at the small alarm clock she'd taken from Karin's room. She still had a good twenty minutes on her hands before she was supposed to meet him outside Ichigo's house. Hmmmm. What can I do to pass the time?

After a little thought, she decided to flick through her diary pages and admire her writing skills. She flicked through and just stopped to read any random thing that happened to catch her eye. She marvelled at her work, thinking she should take up being a writer/artist.

She stopped to see one page ended with the words: 'I love', then on the next page it had 'Ichigo' written in big letters.

Hmmmm. Not at THIS moment in time! Not after you've treated me so horridly! She thought to herself, ripping the second page out and stuffing it in her pocket. Wow. Didn't know I could tear so well, not even a single rip to be seen!

"Kuchiki-san!" Ishida yelled from down below.

"Oh, coming!!!" Rukia hid her diary back underneath the mattress where she kept it, and headed off out the window.

Now...(again)...

She felt kind of bad for ripping it out. It was fair to say she was mad at the time, but for 1 she'd ripped Ishida's beautiful book which he'd spent his money on and 2 it was true what she'd written. About loving Ichigo. It seemed no matter how mad she was at him, nor no matter how much he made her cry, his name constantly ringed in her head.

"Are you alright?" Ishida suddenly stopped, noting Rukia's sad face. "I can take you home if you like. If you're uncomfortable in the dark."

Oh, Ishida, you're so kind. If only Ichigo were more like you. You're not self-centered. You don't dwell on your problems, you're so selfless. You're the opposite to Ichigo in almost everyway. If only I was in love with someone like you instead...

"Rukia?" He approached her.

"No, no, I'm ok. I'm fine, really." Rukia forced a smile and shook her head. Ishida placed his hands on her cheeks and smiled. Rukia forgot to breathe for a second.

"Hey Rukia," he began, refusing to take his eyes off of her's. "If anybody's giving you problems, you can tell me. I'm a good listener."

I know you are...

"Now, come on." He grabbed her hand. "If we wanna get a good view of the ocean before it comes in!"

"Here, look!!! 'I can't tell him how I really feel. He thinks we're just friends, he probably wouldn't understand the way I feel for him.'" Kon began reading from the first few pages of the diary, carelessly reading Rukia's private thoughts and emotions out aloud for the world to hear.

"Does it actually say CLEARLY that she loves ME? 'Coz for all you know, she could be talking about anyone."

"Hang on, let me scan through here..." Kon began flipping through the pages frantically. It was as if he was on a mission to save the world. You could pratically see the determination in his eyes.

Ichigo felt something strange rush over him. Something new, strange and exciting. It was hard to explain what it was, but it was a nice feeling. Like a tingle, it fluttered around in his stomach; like butterflies. It was one of the biggest rushes of excitement he'd ever felt. He liked it.

What the hell is wrong with me? What, am I getting excited because Rukia might like me? I don't understand...

"Ichigo!" Kon brought him back to reality. "You read it! I can't bare to look."

Kon handed Ichigo the book. At the bottom of the left page was written 'I love'. Knowing that the answer he wanted - yes 'wanted' - was just a centimeter or so away at the top of the next page, made his stomach churn. A sick feeling kicked him so hard it almost winded him.

Oh my God. This is it. I'm gonna know whether Rukia actually likes me or not.

He was itching to see what name was written on the next page but his eyes were pulling him back. Ichigo could feel his mind flipping, his heart racing. He scanned his eyes over to the next page...

I love...

She'd enjoyed herself. Ishida had sucessfully made her forget about her worries. Even if he only made them vanish for a few minutes, those few minutes were heaven. It was still a mystery why he had spoke to her that day, when she was sitting all alone. They weren't enemies, but hadn't really been friends either. It was just another thing that confused her. Maybe he saw her sitting all by herself and pitied her. For Rukia suspected that Ishida was lonely too, and those last few days they'd spent together had opened him up a little too. He wasn't all that bad after people got to know him. Despite what Ichigo thought and said about him.

"It's really late. Maybe we should head back?" Rukia sighed, hugging her knees and staring out into the ocean. She was comfortable in that position; right up against Ishida's warm body, feeling his heart beat musically through his chest, his arm around her - locking in the body heat they shared.

"It's up to you. I could stay a little longer, but if you want me to take you home I don't mind doing so." He replied softly, realizing that his face was so close to her's.

"We can stay just a little longer, then." She confirmed, closing her eyes

"Rukia, do you trust me?"

"Yes, why?" Rukia turned to face him, a confused look across her face. Why would he ask a question like that?

"Good."

She felt her body freeze, as though she was unable to moove or speak. Rukia gasped as he pressed his lips against her's, kissing her so lightly. She felt her self blush. What was he doing?

Oh my goodness! Ishida! No, no, no! NO!!! What am I doing? Oh, God!! Ichigo...Just pretend it's Ichigo...

"Well?! Who is it?" Kon whispered, his eyes covered by his hands. "What's the name? Ichigo?"

Ichigo felt like he'd been punched in the stomach several times over. "'I love...'"

Ishida...

OMFG!!!! did you just read that?!!! WOW.

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Anway, I bet it was pretty predictable to some of yas, but who cares? it was good right? Well, tell me what you thought! REVIEW plez!!!!!