It seems a lot of you wants a doujin.. I haven't reached about 50 reviews yet but what the heck... I'll get started with message as my pilot ichiruki doujin. hehe. So I'll be up to work with message already. Though I'm having a bit of trouble with Ichigo's furrowed brows. I am not that acquainted with furrowed brows all the time. hehe but Ichigo is a challenge.. and I love challenges. Thanks to all those who reviewed, and especially suggested. I'll be forever thanking you guys.
Though I will still continue putting up some more one-shot/drabbles here. My first work will be message. and after that, you guys vote and chose which one you like to be a doujin next. hehe The 50 reviews (and hopefully mmore) will be implemented on the second doujin. Meaning, I will have to wait for 50 reviews or in this case, votes in which will be the second doujin.
Thanks to the following. I'll be mailing you guys when I finish 'message' and give you the link:
AkanaSabaru, Gaara-kaibutsu , Emmychao, Final fight, La Zorra, escarcega00, Mik-san, Lunacat13.
To the following people thank you too. But please do leave me your mail if you want a link too for 'message':
Nat, XoXTwilightPrincess87XoX, Animefangurl87, Kikichan009, nemesis
LAST NOTE: Mik-san requested for an ice cream theme. Though the story will not revolve around ice cream, it will still be placed here as one of the reasons for an ichiruki fluff.
Thanks.
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Title: Slender little bunny baby
Type: One-shot again, a bit of physical attraction and fluff, curses and more curses.
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Ichigo ran his hand through his hair and sighed. Another senseless project, he thought. That instructor of his is really getting to his nerves, throwing in projects such as what she had given them today.
"So Ichigo.. What is this plushie making project?" Rukia grinned from behind him. Ichigo sat back down and took out a pen and a paper.
"Some useless, irrelevant thing. You know, we will make a 'doll'... that's about it. And I don't know what the relation of it to our life. I mean, look.. I'm a guy... I don't do dolls. Except of course... IShida.hehehe" Ichigo chuckled and looked at the place where Ishida is seated. Rukia grinned also, giving the boy with glasses a strange feeling that he is being watched and laughed at.
"Do you know how to make one then?" Rukia cut off their moment of fun. Ichigo looked at her then shook his head. "What do you expect? I did say I don't do dolls moron."
Rukia pouted. "Geez, I was just asking idiot. Anyway, I think I would like to start doing that. I think I would like my own chappy." She beamed, imagining herself and chappy running through a flowery field.
Ichigo looked at her and chuckled a bit at her silliness. "Alright. I wouldn't want to look like some Idiot... but at least you chose it... I'll be there to assist. I'll be your partner then." Ichigo stood up. The project required a partner after all.
"Why thank you Ichigo. So, what should we do next?" Rukia raised her fist in the air, looking overly excited about this. "We go buy some stuff." The spikey haired young man took his bag and dragged Rukia out. "Let's go."
"Oh, Kurosaki-kun, Kuchiki-san... you're going home alaready?" Orihime asked in a sing-song voice.
Rukia waved at her. "We're going to buy stuff for the project! I'm going to get my own cha--"
"Alright that's enough, let's go.. I don't have all day." Ichigo growled. "Bye, Inoue, Tatsuki." He waved then dragged Rukia again.
"I was talking to them! You're so rude!" Rukia's voice came from behind the door. "Shut up and walk already." Came Ichigo's voice.
"That's new." Tatsuki grinned. "Usually, when the teacher gives us projects like these, Ichigo alsways skips out from it. And now... he's actually doing it... and with Kuchiki-san too."
"Oh! That sneaky Ichigoo!" Keigo came from behind Tatsuki. "He's making a move on my Rukia-chan!"
"Since when was she yours anyway?" Tatsuki retaliated and whacked him a bit. "Kurosaki-kun is so nice. He must really want to make a plushie for Kuchiki-san." Orihime smiled softly and went back to her partner, Tatsuki.
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It did not take long before Ichigo and Rukia arrived at the mall. Ichigo looked at the piece of paper he was holding, in it were the materials he needed for Rukia's damned chappy.
"Let's go. Ishida said this is where he always gets his stuff for these things." Ichigo guided the way and Rukia followed. She was a bit amazed at the surroundings. She had never been inside a mall. Not that she had any experience in his past life.. She did die back then when she was still a baby.
And soon, they were making progress, taking all kinds of ribbons, stuffings and whatever things they needed.
They were on their way home when Rukia caught sight of a huge crowd. "What's going on over there?" Rukia pointed out.
"Huh?" Ichigo looked and then spoke. "It's some kind of album launch of some artist... not that importan-- oi! Rukia!" He screamed and followed the petite young woman who gleefully went to see what was going on.
"Oi, don't go rushing off like that. Let's go." Ichigo caught up with her and grabbed her wrist.
"I just wanna see!" She growled back at him. He let go and made her look, but suddenly caught himself chuckling at how Rukia made several attempts to look behind the tall crowd in front of her.
"What the hell is funny?" Rukia glowered.
'you' was what Ichigo wanted to say but kept his mouth shut. "Nothing. Here, let me help you." He gently bent down and pointed to his back. "Get on."
Rukia beamed and without hesitation, sat down on top of Ichigo's shoulders.
ichigo made an 'oof' sound as the raven haired shinigami plopped herself on top of him lke he was furniture.
"Ichigo! I see it! I see it!" She bellowed. "Alright already, you don't have to make it sound like it's some kind of alien invasion!" The blond young man grumbled. Then it hit him.
He was actually looking at Rukia's slender legs, wrapped around his neck and shoulders. It was enough to drive him crazy.
'It's so.. so white... so creamy and God, I'm actually touching it! And she doesn't really care!" Ichigo yelled inside his head. Yup, he's touching it to support her, and she didn't even notice it.
He felt a different kind of euphoria. Having her uniform skirt on in this position, didn't help covering her slender legs and Ichigo was indulging at every minute of it.
Then his gaze went to the two young men beside him. Apparently, they also noticed Rukia's legs. He gave them a look that can make anyone whimper away in fear.
The message was quickly received by the two young men. His face that said 'back-off-she's-mine-look-at-her-and-ill-kill-you!' made them skimper away.
It was time to end this, he wouldn't want the other men lusting away at her like this. "Oi, Rukia, time to go." He gently lowered her down but she pulled at his hair. "WHAT?! BUT THE SHOW JUST STARTED YOU FREAK!" She growled.
"Ow! Hey! Quit it you freakin' midget!" He growled back. "You chose. Chappy or that?"
He won.
Of course she chose Chappy. Chappy always wins when it comes to her.
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After a few minutes, they were walking home. Ichigo carefully scanned the intruction booklet to make him stop stealing glances at Rukia's legs. 'This will take a long time before that memory fades away.' he thought.
"So, what do you think?" Rukia broke the silence. "It's a bit complicated.. But I think we'll cope." He replied and placed back the booklet in the bag.
"Good, good. I want my chappy as quickly as possible." Rukia grinned.
"It'll take the whole night if you want that done." he almost yelled.
"Then whole night it is!" Rukia beamed yet again and made a vistory sign. "I know you can do it ichigo!"
Ichigo sighed, defeated. "I knew it. I'll be doing this on my own after all."
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That night the two of them were still awake and both lying face down on the floor of Ichigo's bedroom.
They've been working as soon as they got home, and were now glad that Kon is already asleep so he won't bother them anymore.
"Okay... I just finished the hand. I already showed you how to do it, why don't you do the other hand?" Ichigo looked at Rukia. "Huh? Me?" She pointed at herself.
"Yeah you. Now do it before I make up my mind and not finish this!" He growled. 'hah, like you'll really do it! I'll make you finish it!" Rukia stood up, Ichigo prepared himself for a huge bump or punch but neither came.
He looked up and saw Rukia scampering out of the room, then later coming back with two bowls of ice cream.
"here. I read in your textbook that sweets make you go hyper... or awake... so here." She gave it to him. He smiled and continued sewing. 'You're still not getting away from this." He mumbled.
After a few hours, Ichigo looked at the clock to see what time it is. 2:00am. good, he still had plenty of time to sleep after. Chappy, as it turned out wasn't that hard. He's now only missing one ear.
Ichigo stretched a bit and made a quick break.
"hey, hey... no resting. Chappy is still missing an ear." She pointed at the doll. "Give me a break Rukia... at least let me stretch you midget." He looked at her, disgruntled.
"Okay. have more Ice cream." She shoved some melted ice cream in his mouth. He was surprised that he almost choked. "What the hel-- Rukia!" He stood up and wiped the now trickling ice cream from the corner of his mouth.
"I said I'll finish it. Now quit being a nagger and--" He looked at her and he chuckled. "What the hell's the matter with you? Are you crazy or something? What's funny?"
Rukia grumbled and was about to punch him dead cold when he said: "You."
This time he did say it out loud.
And this time, Rukia was sure she wanted to beat the lights out of him. Nobody laughs at a Kuchiki. Nobody.
"Why I oughta--" She growled and attacked him but was stopped halfway when he rubbed the handkerchief he was using on the side of her mouth.
"You're a freakin' messy eater Rukia." He snorted. And Rukia touched the side where he wiped the ice cream off.
"I'm not a messy eater!" She retaliated. Ichigo laughed at her and raised an eyebrow. Then both stopped and realized how close they were.
Rukia decided to move back but her body refused to do so. same goes for Ichigo.
It seemed time had stopped. Ichigo then remembering the legs incident and all, while Rukia gazed at his lovely amber eyes. She needed to distract herself. If she stays like this she might...
"Chappy needs an ear..." She whipered. "Do it no--" She was cut off by the sudden brush of lips of Ichigo to hers.
"I said I'll do it." He mumbled in between the kiss. Rukia gave in and kissed him back, snaking her arms on his neck and his to her waist.
Chappy's ear will have to wait.
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The next day, Ichigo and Rukia, despite staying up late, and not only because of chappy... were surprisingly alert and awake as they passed their plushie for it to be graded.
Then the teacher suddenly announced: Very good, Kuchiki, Kurosaki, you have finished the first step of the project quickly.
Everyone whispered around.
Ichigo and Rukia stood up proud but with little blushes on their cheeks. Of course, in the process of making chappy, they also discovered something about the both of them... which they will keep hidden for now.
They glanced at each other and blushed again. 'Darn kiss last night, it's making me all fidgety!' Ichigo thought. 'Having her standing up beside me is not helping. I want to kiss her again!'
Rukia tried not to look at the tall boy beside her. 'Stupid kiss last night... Him and his presence...' She grumbled inside. 'I can't help it I..'
"I WANT TO KISS YOU!" They thought in unison.
"Now, as I said.. this is the first part." The teacher came again.
"Ah... first part..." Rukia nodded her head.
"FIRST PART? WHAT FIRST PART?!" The deathgoddess and the strawberry death god yelled in unison... again.
"Oh, this is life science after all." The teacher grinned. "The plushie making part is kind of the baby production in real life. It's the first part. The second part is the raising it."
Ichigo violently grabbed the plushie. "Are you crazy? This is just a doll. How do you raise it?!"
"Yes! I second the motion!" Rukia grabbed back chappy.
"You will make charts and report it to me by the end of the month." The teacher grinned.
From the background, Inoue can be heard saying: "Oh, Tatsuki-chan, that is so cool. you are my husband!" Which gave the other students a couple of sweatdrops.
"What about you Ishida? You did the doll by yoursel--" Keigo grinned.
"I'm a single parent then." He replied coldly, pushing his glasses and acted indifferent.
"Now, I expect you not having more objections to this?" The teacher gave out a scary look at Ichigo and Rukia.
Ichigo backed away. "Uhm.. no... uhm... nothing ma'am." He gently took Rukia by her wrist and scurried away.
"Great, now were parents." Ichigo sighed.
"I don't care, I have my baby chappy." Rukia ignored him.
Both stood silent.
"Oi Rukia..." Ichigo came.
"What now fool?" She continued hugging chappy.
"You LOVE me." He said smugly and grinned at her.
This made Rukia blush hard. "What?! you arrogant fool! NO!"
Ichigo grinned again. "Of course you do, you couldn't take your eyes of me... If I knew any better, you wanted to kis--" He was cut off when Rukia punched him hard on his chin.
"Shut up fool!" she ran away. Ichigo followed. "Bitch! That hurt you midget! Come back here!"
As the two ran, they can't help but smirk. They were going to love this project... every minute of it.
Because it gave them a reason...
"I could kiss you more." They thought again in unison.
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Gah. I actually had a hard time with this. When I was writing this, I wanted another chapter. But I can't. Anyway... thanks for reading and please review again and oh.. do vote. thank you. Ichigo is no easy feat. I kept screwing up with his brows. Huhuhu. Such unique furrowed brows.