Ichigo stepped into his house with Rukia in his arms. Water was dripping from both their bodies. Ichigo sent a death glare at Rukia in her sleep.

-Flashback-

Ichigo had knocked Rukia out and now, he was finally walking in silence. Suddenly, Rukia started kicking around. "H-hey! Stop tha-!" Ichigo lost his balance and almost fell over the bridge. Ichigo sighed in relief as he gained his balance back. What he didn't count on was for Rukia to start punching…

SPLASH!

Great…he fell into the river. Just great.

-End flashback-

He grimaced. Who knew just a lady would start doing kung-fu in her sleep? He walked over to his bedroom and placed her on his bed. Ichigo started shivering a little, now the "falling into the river" consequences were starting to kick in. "C-cold…" muttered Rukia, who was still asleep. He looked at her. Should he help her? Nah…But then when Ichigo thought he her saw her shivering a lot, he melted.

"Dammit!" he growled as he reached into his closet to pull out two black shirts and a boxer. He changed into a fresh shirt himself. Now the trouble was helping Rukia change. Without trying to peak, he undressed her wet, sticky, silk red bathrobe.

Eventually after a whole hour of struggling to put his boxer and his shirt on her without anything bad happening…

He sighed and plopped down on his black leather sofa and stared at Rukia. Ichigo felt weird. Like he wanted her all for himself. And he sort of liked the feeling. But then again, he really hated this feeling. Not that this was his first time feeling this "I want more" feeling but it was different for Rukia. Way different…

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She loved every second of it, she wanted more of it. Rukia felt that he wanted more too as he deepened the kiss. "Gawd…he is so good!" she thought as she clenched his orange hair with her fist. Wait, orange hair? Wait, no, no, no…Kaien DID NOT have orange hair. Her eyes met with his brown eyes, which made her insides shiver. Who is he? Oh wait, flashes of memories of him and her dead family came across her. HE WAS ONE WHO—

Rukia snapped up from her dream of kissing that hot beast and then her mind traveled to Kaien. "Kaien…" she muttered a little. She remembered about how she found her dead lover. Rukia clenched where her heart was; it was better than to have a real heart-ache. She remembered how easily she didn't even think about Kaien once when she was with his murderer. She remembered how great the kiss was…Rukia shook her head. "I'm going to kill that stupid carrot-top when I find him…" she thought.

She was so into thinking that she didn't even notice her bed sheets were black. The house was made of glass. Her clothes were changed and Ichigo (the carrot-top) was sleeping on a black leather sofa. She didn't notice all this until a minute later when the doorbell ran.

Silently, she slid out of bed with tons of questions going through her mind and managed to find the way to the door. Right as she was open the door, someone said "Stop."

Rukia gasped, "But then someone's ringing the doorbell!" Ichigo glared at Rukia, "Do. Not. Open. It. Or you will regret it," he said menacingly. Rukia ignored him and opened the door. Ichigo's eyes went wide and he put his face in his hand and groaned.

"Hey Ichigo, Yakuza has another mission for you…" said a red haired man as the door opened. He was in all black. Black sunglasses resting on his forehead, black suit, black everything, except for his shocking red hair. He was holding quite a professional manner-until he saw Rukia in Ichigo's shirt and boxer. "What the fu…"

"Don't say anything 'till I explain," growled Ichigo as he glared daggers at Rukia. She was slowly shrinking in to the corner of his house, forgetting her "proud woman" side.

Ichigo silently invited the man into his house and closed the door, making sure no one was looking as he did.

"What's the point of doing that?" blurted out Rukia. "This whole house is made of glass; anyone could just see what's happening." The man on the couch laughed, "You can see outside, but you can't see inside from outside. It's a special type of glass." Rukia looked at him stupidly. "Who're you?" she asked.

The man looked surprised, "Oh yeah! My name's Abarai Renji." Then as though he was ignoring her, he turned to Ichigo. "Who the hell is she?" he demanded quietly. "Someone who –gulp- tagged along from last night," Ichigo shot a nervous glance as Rukia. She was fuming.

"Tagged along?! I tagged along?! You were the one who killed everything I had in my life! You were the one who kissed me just so you could knock me out. You were the one who dragged in me into your house dripping wet and did god-knows-what to me when you changed my clothes last night—"

"WHOA, WHOA, whoa! Calm down," Renji held his hand up in front of fuming Rukia's face. Ichigo was suffering from a bad headache and Renji was having trouble keeping up.

"Dude! Did you rape her?" he asked Ichigo. Ichigo's jaw dropped, "Rape?! What the hell, why would I rape her? Dude she doesn't even have anything to show so-"

The next thing you know, Rukia's feet was connected to Ichigo's ribs. Ichigo slammed into the glass wall, which thankfully, did not break. Renji's eyes widened. That girl got guts to do that to Ichigo. On another hand, he had a feeling this was Rukia Kuchiki. Boss Yakuza showed him some pictures of Rukia so he could describe her to Ichigo. And she looked exactly like the girl in the picture.

Rukia Kuchiki was supposed to be dead. Instead, she was in front of him, beating Ichigo to pulp.

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After a few minutes of kicking and punching, Rukia finally stopped. She was not angry anymore. In front of her, though, was Ichigo rolled up in a small ball, clenching his stomach. "Ohmygod, did I do that?" Rukia asked immediately. Oh, wait, oh course I just did that! She looked at Ichigo, feeling regretful about beating him up. She crouched down beside Ichigo, who had an expressionless look on his face. Rukia paled. He wasn't breathing…was he? She poked him on the rib, where she kicked him multiple times.

Automatically, Ichigo jerked away, groaning. From across the room, she could hear Renji take a sharp breath and walk toward them.

"Scoot," he said softly to Rukia. She obeyed him and watched as Renji bent down next to him. Wow, she thought, and I thought Renji was the mean kind of person. But then again, he's actually someone who comforts you when you get hurt—

"BUM-HEAD! STAND UP, STUPID! DON'T JUST LIE THERE AND GET THAT STUPID FACE ON YOU!" Renji slapped Ichigo's face twice, waking him up from his dazed position. Rukia gaped at Renji, mouth half-way down. Okay, maybe he more's violent than you think…

After a few minutes of attempting to stand up, Ichigo finally managed to use the nearby sofa as a support. He had fire burning in his eyes and he looked mad. No, furious, and, God, he looked scary. "Uh oh, maybe that was the wrong thing to do…" Renji said meekly, stepping in front of Rukia. Ichigo raised his hands and curled it up into a tight fist. His knuckles cracked by just the way he curled his fist up.

Renji gulped and prepared to block Ichigo's attack, and Rukia started backing up slowly in horror at the monster in front of her. Ichigo threw his fist at Renji's face and Renji was about to block. Rukia closed her eyes and hugged herself tightly.

"ACK-!" Ichigo clenched his stomach and his knees started to wobble a little. He looked like a gangling teenager. A very hot gangling teenager with orange hair who had a bad…stomachache? Nah…he doesn't look the type to just wimp out because of a stomachache.

"Safe…" Renji choked softly as he held Ichigo up and dragged him to the black leather couch. Without much grace, he dropped him and Ichigo's right hand twitched as he fell on the couch. "Now, finally! Carrot-top is dead…" Renji turned to Rukia. "I have to ask you a few things…about why you're still here." Rukia looked back straight at him, "I have to ask you some things too." "Me first," said Renji as he sat down on the opposite couch of the one Ichigo was on.

Rukia squished onto the couch Ichigo was on. She sneaked a look at him as she sat down quietly.

She saw him blink twice. Then a single drop of tear slid. He closed his eyes. Rukia wrinkled her eyebrow in confusion than sat down.

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Chapter two. I know, I know, everything's going so fast and all the explanation was ruled out, but Chapter three will explain everything...I hope. If you want to escape and run free from all the explianing, go 'head and skip third chapter then wait for the fourth one. But then third chapter might have some other stuffs rather than just explaining. Well...I dunno! Morgan and I will see when the time comes to write the third one...Which will be right after I'm done typing this. I'll be doing homework and typing this up at the same time and Morgan will be eating pizza while doing this. xD MULTI-TASKERS WHOOO!! did I spell that right? o.0

also, we are not supporters of uhh...cussing(or swearing, whichever one) xD

-Cyndi