I personally like this one more but I want to know what you think. It's shorter but it was a lot easier to write. Enjoy!
1) Massage you feet, back, shoulders when you're sore
(Version 2.0)
Ichigo was fast asleep. Rukia smiled as he let out a small snore. It was fairly early in the morning and Rukia wouldn't usually be awake by now except she wanted to make a quick run to Urahara's store before school started. He had informed her that he had just gotten a new item she might be interested in. With one last glance at Ichigo she slid out the window into the cold morning air.
Ichigo woke up about a half hour later. 'Where's Rukia?' He thought to himself. 'Ah, the midget can take care of herself.' Last night they had had a small argument about something Ichigo had done…or maybe it was something he hadn't done…Heck, he couldn't remember but he did remember she was not his favorite person at the moment. Twenty minutes later he was heading out the door to school.
Rukia ran down the street hoping she wouldn't be late. She cursed Urahara as she ran for thinking she'd have an interest in such a stupid thing as a new bear plushie. The Chappy plushie was obviously the best. Finally she reached the school and slid into class at the last second barely avoiding detention.
"Where were you?" Ichigo asked as she got settled at her desk.
"I went to Urahara's, not that it's any of your business." She glared at him. He glared back but didn't say anything. Ichigo's first couple classes were normal for the most part and they went by fairly fast. Then, it was time for P.E. They were in two separate classes, Ichigo in the boys and Rukia in the girls class, but they had it the same period.
During P.E. they played soccer. (1) The girls played against each other and they guys did the same for fear that the girls might get hurt if they played against the big, strong boys. (2)
Rukia didn't fully understand the concept but she wasn't about to ask Ichigo for help. She hung back at the beginning but once she got the basic idea she charged the ball demolishing all who stood in her way. Except for, of course, Tatsuki, the athletic queen. They scuffled for a moment but Tatsuki ended up the victor and Rukia ended up on the ground. Everyone on the other team cheered as Tatsuki scored a goal but it quieted down when they noticed Rukia was still down and holding her ankle.
"Oh, jeez, Rukia, I'm really sorry…I didn't mean to…" Tatsuki said worriedly. It took him a moment but Ichigo noticed all the commotion and hurried over.
"What's going on?" He looked around for an answer.
"I'm fine, really." Rukia pushed herself up only to fall back on to Ichigo. Her ankle was swollen and redder than Ichigo's hair.
"That's not good…" The teacher had taken her time walking over to the group. "Mr. Kurosaki, would you please escort Ms. Kuchiki to the nurse?" Ichigo took a moment to debate whether or not to obey. He finally obliged and picked her up bridal style.
"Ichigo! Put me down! I can walk just fine!" Rukia squealed at him.
"Just shut up, midget."
The nurse had given her some ice and suggested she see a doctor. Ichigo figured he could take care of it after school. There was only one more hour. The day ended and Ichigo carried Rukia home ignoring her protests.
No one was home so Ichigo filled the bath half way with hot water. He told Rukia to soak her ankle for a while he got a wrap for it.
"Ichigo! That hurts!" She complained as he wrapped her ankle. "Ichigo! Stop it! Ichigo!"
"There! I'm finally done! Now be quiet, I have to do my homework." He grumbled a few more incoherent words and got out his homework.
"Ichigo…" He ignored her.
"Ichigo," She said a little louder. He continued to ignore her.
"Ichigo!" She shouted in his ear.
"What?" He yelled back at her.
"It still hurts!"
"You have to give it time, midget. Let it heal… and don't yell anymore."
"But Ichigo, it hurts!" Rukia whined.
"Try rubbing it to get the circulation going," Ichigo said.
"It doesn't work when I do it. You try!" She stuck her foot over his homework. After a long sigh he looked at her.
"You're not going to give up, are you?"
"No…"
"Fine." He sat on the bed and started massaging her ankle. After a few minutes Ichigo broke the silence.
"Hey, Rukia…" She looked up.
"Yeah?"
"What were we arguing about last night?" Ichigo asked. Rukia had a puzzled look on her face.
"I don't remember… but I'm sure you started it."
"I did not! You always start the fight!" Ichigo replied annoyed. They got into a 'did not, did to' war but after a few minutes it died out.
"It feels better now." Ichigo was snapped out of his reverie.
"Huh? What?"
"I said my ankle feels better now…Thank you." Rukia had to force the last two words out.
"Well, your welcome…"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you last night. I was just tired." Ichigo was surprised. Rukia had never apologized to him before…ever.
"It's ok… It was probably my fault," said Ichigo. Rukia smiled at him.
"Yeah, it probably was…" She laughed at his reaction.
"Oh, just shut it, midget." Ichigo turned back to his homework. Rukia got up and hobbled over to Ichigo.
"You're totally forgiven, baka." And then she wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug. Ichigo couldn't help but think if this is the way he was forgiven, maybe he should get in trouble more often.
(1)--- The Japanese word for soccer is Sakka. Just thought you all might want to know.
(2)---Some people are so sexist!
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