Author's note: Hey ya'll! I'm back! I know it's been long, but I've got some free time now. So let's get it on shall we?

F for First Time

"Like a Virgin, touched for the very first time. Like a virgin, when your heart beats next to mine." Ichigo looked up from his novel to see Rukia painting her toenails, in the nude, singing Madonna. Ichigo rolled his eyes as he pushed up his black square glasses.

"I never knew that you liked Madonna." Ichigo smirked at her as she rolled her eyes at him as she grabbed some blankets and covered herself slightly as she screwed on the top of the nail polish bottle.

"I do love my Madonna." Rukia got up, slipping on Ichigo's button up shirt as she got up and inserted Madonna's CD into her radio that was sitting on top of her vanity desk, that was littered with textbooks, her laptop, and make up.

"Speaking of that song, who was your first time?" Ichigo asked as he folded the corner of book and set it down on his lap. Rukia tapped a finger on his chin as she climbed onto her bed with him and sat in front of him.

"Renji I think?" Ichigo felt repulsion as he stuck out his tongue in disgust and in surprise.

"Renji?! Of all people, Renji?!" Ichigo yelled, Rukia arched a brow at him and shrugged her shoulders.

"We dated once in high school, we were sixteen, honestly, he isn't too shabby." Ichigo scowled at her statement as she extended her legs, he rubbed her leg softly.

"Better than me?" Ichigo asked with a smirk on his face, Rukia smacked his hand away with a smile.

"Well if you do have to know, you're better than him." Ichigo smiled as he leaned back and felt pride swell in his chest. "Don't get too excited that I told you that." Rukia joked as Ichigo leaned back onto the headboard of her bed.

"Okay, now, who's your first?" Rukia asked as she shifted her body so she propped herself up on her elbows, lying on her stomach, with her legs elevated in the air. Ichigo rubbed his forehead as he tried to rummage his brain from when he was also sixteen.

"I think it was Orihime?" Rukia arched a brow as she kept on listening, "Yeah, it was Orihime." Rukia let out a laugh.

"How was she?" Ichigo remembered why he couldn't remember so well, that night was to say in the least, awful.

"Well, to say the least, it was awful. I kind of suffocated in her boobs, and, even though we were dating, I wasn't even ready, but she told me she wanted to so badly, so that's how that happened." Ichigo heard Rukia laughing loudly as she covered her face with her hands while she laughed.

"Oh my god, I feel so sorry for you. Is that why you say you like smaller chests better?" Ichigo felt embarrassed as he nodded.

"Yes! I mean, any normal male would love Orihime's body, needless to say, after we had sex, I broke up with her a month after that, I felt so awkward about it. After that, I kind of fooled around with all of the girls in our grade." Rukia rolled her eyes as she shifted her body again so she was sitting across from Ichigo.

"Someone was a player in High school." Rukia sarcastically said as she felt Ichigo lean over and grab her wrists and drag her onto his lap.

"You look good with my shirt on, but I like you better without anything on." Rukia rolled her eyes, smiling as Ichigo unbuttoned her shirt.

"Glad you feel that way too." Rukia replied as Ichigo shut her up with a kiss.

Author's note: Sorry guys I didn't update this for so long! I really forgot about it! Sorry! It's almost Christmas! WHEE. You guys know what to do, read and review! New chapters coming out during the break!