Rukia woke up later than usual. There has been a rather tiresome Hollow in the neighbourhood last night. The Hollow kept avoiding them by jumping to and fro to the other realms and reappearing in another location. Tracking down that cowardly or perhaps, smart Hollow would have been much more difficult if they do not have the cellphone. Of course, Rukia was also grateful towards that certain Baka who had piggy-backed her through the journey. However, such words of thanks never escaped her mouth. She has decided that the Baka would get conceited with unnecessary praises.
That certain Baka, as Rukia often called him, is Ichigo. A young highschool boy whose fate has become entwined with hers 1 month ago.
Rukia has trained herself to listen out to the first chirps from the birds as her wake-up call. She would rather be awakened by the sounds of nature than to the shrieks from that Baka and his father's. However, that was not to be the case this morning.
"Ichigo!!! Raise and SHINE to this Brand NEW Day!"
A booming loud voice jerked her awake.
A loud thud was heard followed by: "Shut up old man! Aren't you tired of doing this so many times everyday!"
"Ichigo! Don't you dare underestimate the power of a father's LOVE…." the speech would have been longer and more intolerable, thankfully, Ichigo shut his dad up with some fits and kicks before throwing the weeping middle-aged man out of his room.
Rukia sighed to herself. Why can't she enjoy a peaceful morning? This family is certainly different from the rest. Not that she has a real family to act as a yard stick to compare with. But certainly, fathers aren't like that are they? Rukia often wondered. Although she used to be really annoyed by that Baka's father, she has grown to be a little fond of that 'madman'…
Before her thoughts run astray to dreamland, she was jerked up again. This time, by that Baka's fits knocking against her closet.
"Rukia! Are you still in there?"
To most strangers, that voice would have sounded harsh and even offending. But to Rukia, it sounded just right. She just acted mad of course because that is the only face that seems appropriate when she face that Baka.
"Of course I am! Shut up and go have your breakfast already!"
Rukia quickly dressed and absently forgotten about those wrappings to cover her chest. She jumped out of the windows and rushed off to school. She is suppose to be a goody-goody student and being late is not the image she would like to foster.
It is a rather warm summer morning. The running has caused Rukia to sweat. She did not realise her milk- coloured blouse has turned translucent from the moisture of her sweats. She barely even noticed the stares her appearance has invited.