Disclaimer : I don't own Bleach or any of the products mentioned.

Week two

He was standing two feet from the door, hesitating. To knock or not to knock? The question was making him rethink the whole week since Rukia had arrived. It wasn't even one week and she was already sick. His knuckles whitened thinking about how Shuuhei spiked the punch, which led to Rukia falling unconscious outside in the freezing cold weather. Letting a sigh slip from his lips Ichigo turned around to go to bed. But Uryu blocked his way. He was wearing his baby blue pyjamas and a surprised look on his face.

"Kurosaki… what are you doing?" The surprised look disappeared and he pushed his glasses up with is index finger, holding his glare to Ichigo.

"Nothing… Night." He pushed passed Uryu to avoid further questions, but Uryu already knew the answer to his questions. The raven haired teenager stood in the hall watching a big orange haired idiot disappear around the corner.

Again a sigh was heard, this time from the brain of the gang. "What the hell is going on in that head of yours Kurosaki?" he mumbled to himself as he made his way to his room.

Down stairs Ichigo scratch the back of his head as he looked around the dark living room, he has been staying here since his high school career started and each time he looked around he felt like a stranger to the place. Again he sighed. The double doors swung open when Ichigo pushed the frame. His hand patted against the wall in search for the light switch, once he found it the room was filled with light and in the center stood an old 1967 Chevrolet Camaro. The bonnet was open and it had no doors, busted up was a good way to describe it. "Just another day, right girl?" Ichigo grabbed his torch and headed to the car with a hidden smile on his face.

~Monday~ *24/01*

"Dude… wake up!" Renji's voice was like a missile to his ear and it irritated him to hell. Although he knew he had to get up, he turned around and continued to sleep. "Dude… not cool" Renji's voice grew soft as if he was outside his room.

As sudden cold wet feeling covered Ichigo's sleeping face, which resulted in him waking up, abruptly. "Renji you ass!" and that's how the battle began. Ichigo was like a hungry wolf after Renji who looked like a scared little rabbit. "Pineapplehead, you are so gonna pay!" he growled at him as they ran into the kitchen. Four pairs of eyes were glued to the two idiots running around like dumbasses.

"Do they do that a lot?" Rukia chewed her cereal and looked to Toshiro for answers. He only smirked at nodded, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Ready to go Rukia? We don't want to be late like –" he glared at Ichigo entering the kitchen a second time "-them". He grabbed his keys and she jumped of her chair.

"Who! Wait… you are going to school?" Ichigo grabbed Rukia's attention, she spun around to look him dead in the face.

"Yeah… I'm feeling much better now." She smirked at him "and it wasn't even that bad! Your damn thermometer is broken! 42 degrees Celsius? You know that would mean I was boiling in my own bodily fluids." She sniffed showing evidence of her minor cold she still had.

"So what, smartass? If you didn't fall asleep outside, you wouldn't be using our broken thermometer!" he bit down hard onto the apple in his hand, just to make a point.

"Well, dumbass…I didn't sleep outside! I was unconscious! Which means it wasn't my fault!" Again she spun around on her heels and head for the door, leaving an orange haired teenager alone with a mouth full of apple.

School was noisy and didn't help Rukia taming her headache. She and Momo was walking to the cafeteria when she had one of her sneezing fits. "Rukia, maybe you should visit the nurse… you have been sneezing all day."

"Nah, it is only a cold…" she wiped her nose on the purple handkerchief the kept with her at all times "… nothing I hadn't handled". While she and Momo was locked in a heated conversation Rukia absentmindedly bumped into someone. On instinct she apologized. "I'm sorr-…oh, it is you, never mind".

"What the –" Ichigo glared at the little witch as she and Momo kept walking. He could hear Momo asking her what that was about and all she did was shrugged. She just shrugged! Yeah that pissed him off, adding yet another thing to his all around 'awesome' day. First he gets a C for his English paper and then Orihime corners him with her lunch, which looked alive. "What more?" he reached his locker after trying to get out of the stream of people heading to the Cafeteria, a real downside if your locker is on the other side of the door everyone wants to get in.

"Yo, Ichigo" Renji ran to him almost hitting a girl with his arm as he waved like a total idiot. "Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"About the fight?"

"Mind elaborating?" Ichigo's scowl deepened on his face.

"Well, I should say…catfight." This caught Ichigo's attention. His reasoning… 'What I'm a guy can you blame me?'

"Who?"

"Orihime and Rukia… never saw that comin-"

"When?" Ichigo caught Renji off guard with the sudden interest in the matter.

"-err- second period… but it wasn't physical… just really, really verbal" Ichigo narrowed his eyes looking for more information "They just had an argument about… about –err"

"About what Renji?"

"You…"

"I can't believe you stood up to Orihime like that… nobody ever even thought about it." Momo chewed her sandwich slowly savouring the taste.

"Why, she doesn't seem like all that to me… Why does Ichigo even bother with her?" She was stopped from taking a bite out of her own sandwich by the look Momo was giving her, from complete surprise.

"They have been dating for almost a year…they're this school's IT couple."

"Well he has been wasting his time..." That caused Momo to choke on her food.

"Don't say that, someone might hear you!"

"Momo… why are you so paranoid?"

"Because you have a big mouth…" It wasn't Momo who answered her question. The voice was male and behind her, from Momo's face she could tell this person wasn't too happy. "… don't you Rukia?" Ichigo crossed his arms looking down on the Midget chewing her sandwich.

"Oh… Ichigo. You heard?" She had a cocky smile on her face as she drank her Soda.

"No, I just sensed you were being a smartass again" his voice was full of venom and sarcasm.

"Wow, are you like… a mind reader? What number am I thinking about?" her smirk didn't fade.

"Rukia… stop your bullshit, would ya?" he poked her nose, throwing her 'off balance'.

"My bullshit?" she giggled a little then regained her position "I think it is your girlfriends bullshit you want to talk about, don't you?" Why she always turned everything in a question pissed Ichigo off.

"Just leave Orihime alone, and don't start a fight..."

"Me? start a fight… you should get your resources checked, she started the fight. Not me!"

"Orihime… started the fight?" Ichigo was dumbfounded.

"Yeah…. Called me the whore, because I'm living with six guys… and then she had the audacity to ask with how many of you have I slept with." She acted nonchalant, brushing it off like another day in the office. Ichigo on the other hand couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You idiot, can you get out of my way… we kinda need to get to class." Rukia cocked an eyebrow and tapped her feet, being very impatient.

"Fine, whatever, Midget…" she narrowed her eyes, but was pulled away by Momo before another fight began.

"Yeesh, what did you do to that poor girl?" Ikkaku grabbed Ichigo's shoulder turning him so that they could head for the door.

"Me? She is the one who is so… so… bitchy!" That probably wasn't the word to describe her, but at that moment Ichigo couldn't think of anything else.

The house was quiet for once. Ichigo stepped inside and took of his jacket, heading to the kitchen so he can start dinner. But a heavenly smell drifted in the air, he couldn't help but take in a deep breath. Rukia stood next to the stove in the kitchen dress in an apron. She was humming a song Ichigo never heard before. She sidestepped to the counter and grabbed the knife and started to chop, not even noticing Ichigo at the door.

"Yo, what are you making?"

"Ichigo, don't do that! Give me a heart attack, would you?" She turned back to the cutting board. "I'm just making some curry… actually the only thing I can make" she giggled and threw some of the carrot into the pot.

"Well, it smells delicious…" he smirked "You know… I can teach you how to cook if you want?" She turned to him and gave a puzzling look and then nodded.

"Thanks, but would you please go set the table…" she threw more ingredients into the pot and started to stir.

"Hmph" he shook his head, but did as he was asked. After the dinner was over Rukia started to clean up, but was stopped by Toshiro.

"Rukia, the way it works here… when you make dinner someone else does the dishes. So go relax." She thanked him with her eyes. The night slowed and everyone disappeared to their rooms, to get some much needed rest. Everyone, except an orange haired teenager.

~Tuesday~ *25/01*

The day started like any other day, the guys sleeping 'til it was time to go, the running up and down the house trying to find their socks. Rukia only sat and watch the male species and started to wonder how it would go it they got up earlier in the morning. She fiddled with her grey shirt when Ichigo tripped on the rug and flew a few meters. Giggling could not be stopped. "Stop it! It ain't funny."

"Oh, it is." She made her way over to him and touched his head. "Sit still, I'll go get the first aid box" a few minutes later she was patching him up.

"Thanks…" for a second their eyes just… connected and not one of them wanted to look away. His amber eyes and her violet ones did their own speaking.

"Guys? We are going to be late." Shuuhei said hesitantly, not knowing if that was a 'moment'. Ichigo cleared his throat and headed out, without a word leaving his lips, only his mind was rambling on and on.

Orihime was at his side the moment his foot touched the ground. Her auburn hair was high in a ponytail and her cheerleading outfit clung to her body. "Morning Ichigo!" her cheerfulness was the reason she was head captain, but also the reason most of the guys wants to get in her panties. Ichigo only smiled at his girlfriend and continued walking to the school building. She grabbed hold of his arm, shaking it of was not a good idea, especially in front of the student body. A group of girls standing near the door "aah'ed" and "ooh'ed", but one mentioned something of why Orihime had all the guys they wanted and this tickled Ichigo's subconscious.

Rukia didn't know if she should laugh or just cry… She was walking with Shuuhei and Toshiro to class when Renji came running up like an idiot, because he forgot his chemistry/science book and wanted to borrow hers, well… instead of making his way to them he tripped in fell into the lockers. Making a senior guy with dark brown hair scream like a girl and a pineapplehead returning the scream. The entire hall of moody teenagers turned their eyes to them, but for Rukia it felt like they were staring at her.

"Deary me… are you okay?" The school Nurse, Ms. Unohana, bent down and looked at Renji's head, for blood was slowly flowing from the bump. The bell rang and the hall emptied.

"Kuchiki report to the Principal's office." The Intercom echoed through the classroom. All eyes were on Rukia when she exited her English class to go join the Principal.

She stepped inside, but didn't find the old man Yamamoto there, but "Brother?".

"Rukia… sorry for calling you out like that." He was cold and emotionless like always, but he never made a social call.

"What can I help you with?" he fiddled with his watch, looking at the time, as his life depended on it.

"Rukia, I will be away for the next few months on business and I won't be able to make contact with you in this time." He sighed and turned to the window "I want you to be safely guarded, this work has to do with Hisana's death" She flinched at the name.

"…Did you find them?"

"No, but I'm about to."

"I see." She didn't understand why he was here, nor why he was telling her this.

"Look after yourself Rukia… and don't be reckless." His order sounded more like a wish, but she couldn't tell, not with him, not with Byakuya Kuchiki.

That night Rukia flipped through old photo albums that she found once in her brother's room, gathering dust. The first few photos was of Byakuya when he was younger, then there were photos of Hisana and him. They were in love and everyone could see it. A small tear drop landed on the plastic cover and awakened Rukia out of her trance. With the back of her hand she wiped her cheeks, removing the evidence of a soft heart.

~Wednesday~ *26/01*

The last bell finally rang letting the students out of their prison. Rukia made her way to her locker, but the door was blocked off by a herd of cheerleaders discussing their nail beds and what type of skin cleanser they should use. She only sighed and decided to head to the bathroom. Just like any other 'chick flick' while she was in the stall the cheerleaders entered the bathroom and started to gossip, Rukia didn't want to eavesdrop until they mentioned her name.

"… she isn't that hot either…"

"I know, and yet all the guys hang out with her."

"Yeah, even Ichigo is falling for her stories."

"I heard she transferred her because she was pregnant."

"OMG! That is so pathetic, who would want to do her?"

"I know, maybe her brother." They giggled. That just sent Rukia tumbling over the edge. She throw the door open and 4 pairs of eyes were glued to her.

"Next time you gossip about someone, make sure they're not near, before they put a foot up your ass."

"Rukia… Rukia, Rukia." A girl with fake blond hair chanted her name, taunting her even further. "I guess the rumours are true, if you look so guilty" she added a fake laugh just to put the cherry on the cake.

"No way in hell it is true, bitch" Rukia surprised herself at all the swearing she has been doing since she transferred here.

"Oh, defensive…" the girl flicked her hair and started to glare at Rukia. Just as she opened her mouth to insult her even more, Rukia's phone rang.

"Hello?" she pointed to the girls to 'sssh' and turned to the door.

"Hey Rukia, with who are you riding home with?"

"Oh, Toshiro…" she glared at the girls standing at the basins and pushed open the door.

"I was actually going to walk home, I just needed to stop somewhere first."

"Can't I take you"

"No it is okay… It isn't that far, but thank you Toshiro."

"Okay…?" he sounded unsure "See at home."

"Yeah, see you." She pushed the end button and headed to her locker once more. The sunlight was welcomed by Rukia outside, but not the ice cold breeze that rushed passed her face. She looked down on her hastily draw map and started to walk in the direction she drew on the little piece of paper. 14 blocks later she stepped into a small coffee shop that had the atmosphere of a home. A waitress, with blond hair and really big 'assets' made her way to Rukia. "Hi, I'm Rangiku. How can I help you?" her smile was gorgeous and embraced Rukia.

"Oh, I'm here about the job?" she pointed to the window with a large sign Help Wanted. Rukia didn't need a job, but she wanted to keep busy and Momo told her about this place, so she decided to come see for herself.

"Oh… Hang on I'll go get Kisuke." A few minute passed and a blond guy wearing a green getup danced out.

"Helloooooo! How can I help you…?" he was too joyful. "I'm Urahara Kisuke, manager of this fine coffee shop."

"-err- I'm Rukia Kuchiki" his eyes suddenly grew underneath his hat. "I want to apply for the job?"

"The question is my dear, when can I start?" he slapped his fan on the top of her head.

"Now? If it is possible?"

"Nothing is impossible here, Rukia…"

Toshiro dumped his bag on his bed, not to long after the final bell rang. It was Wednesday and yet he was tired beyond reason. The computer sprang to life and notified its owner of new e-mails, one of which attracted his attention. Immediately he opened it and immediately a smile grew on his face.

From: Karin K

To: Toshiro H

Subject : Dumbass!

Hey… are you meeting me at the lounge at eight or somewhere else? I can't stay long, Yuzu is making me clean my room. How is Ichigo? And that new girl?

Love

KK

He smiled knowing that he had the best thing ever, love. He jumped at the soft knock at the door which belonged to the person he didn't want to know what that e-mail said. As quickly as he could he turned his screen off, colouring it black. "Toshiro?" Ichigo leaned on the doorframe and questioned his friend's sudden actions.

"Ichigo? What are you doing?" to avoid him suspecting something he grabbed his camera and turned to the door.

"Uhm… Wasn't Rukia going to ride home with you. I didn't see her here." He scratched the back of his head, while yawning.

"Oh, she said she was going somewhere. She'll be home later." He turned to Ichigo who wasn't really surprised by the news "Why?"

"Nothing" he shrugged and disappeared from the doorframe.

"Weird" a small whisper from Toshiro.

When Rukia opened the door after a long walk from her new part-time job, her nostrils were greeted by something heavenly. Like all her roommates she dumped her bags and coat just behind the door and made her way to the living room.

"Yo, where were you?" Shuuhei was lying lazy on the sofa chewing something and channel hopping.

"At my new job, if you must know…" she giggled, lighting the mood.

~Thursday~ *27/01*

He was too pissed to even breath, but the little midget was still at it. Since they got home and Shuuhei taught her how to play Black Ops on the X-box she hasn't stopped. When the six of them bought the thing they made a pack that they would SHARE. But she didn't know that… yet. Again she died, and just started again. His grip on their sofa increased and his knuckles whitened. Again she died! That is it! Abruptly he got up and stood right in front of the T.V. Rukia shifted from side to side, trying to see. "Ichigo! Get out of my way, I can't see."

"That is way I'm doing this!"

"You just want to stay at the high score don't you, afraid I'm gonna beat you?" he grabbed the remote and turned the T.V. off.

"Hey!" a seriously pissed of Midget suddenly attack the poor orange strawberry. For a few seconds they tumbled on the floor, looking like a pair of wild dogs fighting over a bone. She was yanking his hair and he was pulling hers. The battle was in full swing when Uryu got fed up.

"Would you please stop." For a breath second they both looked at him like a he was a lunatic and then continued. "Oh dear god…" he removed his glasses and wiped his face with his hand "…I won't survive this." After that he and Chad, who sat quietly on the couch, left the room so that the two idiots on the floor could be alone.

"Let go of my hair Stra-wberry"

"Not if you let go of mine… MIDGET!" but they just simply kept pulling and scratching. "Stop it!" the pressure was suddenly gone from his head, but replaced by something worse. "Stop biting me! Ouch!" He twisted her so that he towered over her, pinning her to the floor.

"Foreplay? Really?" Rukia couldn't stop herself but she was staring at Ichigo's mouth, she had not even planned to escape his hold on her either, the thought didn't even cross her mind.

Rukia may have been staring at him, but he was more interested in the damage her darn teeth made in his arm. He wasn't bleeding or anything, but it was sore. His glare turned to the prisoner underneath him and that is when everything just… stopped. Every line of her body stood out to him, every detail bore into his mind. He tried to look away, but something kept his head from turning. "Hey, stop before you drool on me." Her voice drew him out of his trance.

"Me… drool? Never…" he let go of her arms and got up, without touching her again. "Next time Midget… share the X-box, it ain't yours you know." With that he turned to the double doors and disappeared into their darkness.

"Okay, that wasn't weird at all." Shuuhei's voice behind Rukia made her jump.

"Right? Because he is a gentleman?"

"Yeah, he doesn't even play with his sisters like that…" She just shrugged it off and went back to her room to get to work on her homework. When she passed the double doors she was curious what he was doing behind them, but didn't do anything about it.

She felt much more comfortable when she was in her Chappy Pyjamas sitting on her bed, studying her French book.

"I hate to do translations… Comment puis-je vous aider?" She tapped the pen to her chin a few times "How... can I… help you?" She did a victory dance in her head and continued "Vous aimez la crème glacée?" she shrugged "You like ice cream?" Damn this is easy.

"Midget, why are you talking to yourself?" the voice belonging to the orange haired idiot came from behind the door. She made no notation to answer him and just continued with her work. A few seconds later she heard footsteps disappearing down the hall.

Idiot.

~Friday~ *28/01*

"Thank the heavens it is Friday! I'm pooped!" Renji made sure everyone in the household heard him as he slumped down onto the sofa, grabbing a hold of the X-Box's controller.

"Yeah, because you are so busy at school…" Uryu glared at him, while pushing up his glasses.

"Nope not really, but just going to school is enough to make me tired." He yawned.

"Why I'm always cooped up with you, I don't know…"

"Wow, there is something you don't know!"

"Shut up, pineapplehead!" a vain popped.

"Hey, brains… could you get me a soda?" Renji's eyes were too fixed on the T.V. to notice Uryu scowling behind him and walking away. "Brains?" yanked his head in all the directions, but didn't see Uryu. Meanwhile, his avatar in the game was shot and killed… "Oh… come on!"

Rukia was clothed in dark blue skinny jeans and a plain white Tee as she was running around with her orders. Today was her first official day at the job, like Urahara said "Wednesday was just a test…" she blew her single strand of hair out of her face and jogged to her third table. "Hi I'm Rukia, what can I get you?" the elderly couple only ordered two coffees with smiles. The smell of coffee filled the air and Rukia found herself in heaven.

"Rukia? Where did you get those jeans?" Rangiku chimed behind her.

"Uhm, don't remember, I think somewhere in Paris…" she shrugged off the question and took the two coffees off the counter.

"Paris! Oh I have always wanted to go there… the City of Love" she giggled and spun around like a love sick puppy.

"It is not all that you know…"

"Not all that… you have got to be kidding me!"

"Well it's not the best place for someone with a broken heart…" The words Rukia spoke struck a chord in Rangiku's heart, but before the busty woman could say anything Rukia walked away, delivering her orders.

~Saturday~ *29/01*

"ARGH! Stupid piece of shit!" the cheerful morning was abruptly ended by the screams of none other than Rukia. She had just finished her homework and decided to go on to Facebook before her shift at the coffeehouse, but the stupid PC was throwing all kinds of warning signs and errors. "Work, you lousy hunk of junk!" Again the screen turned white and the words ERROR was printed in big red letters. "Really!" After 15 minutes of struggling Uryu knocked, offering his help.

"Thanks, I just don't know what to do… It has never done that…" she out of the chair and offered it to Uryu.

"Well, maybe I can fix it" Immediately he started typing and clicking, doing stuff that made Rukia dizzy.

"You know this stuff pretty well, uh?" She sat on her bed, across from Uryu. The screen blinked a few times and the nothing, pure blackness. "Or not?"

"You have one major virus… I think it best if we format your computer and start from scratch". This plan did not sit well with Rukia, all her work was on that freaking thing, all her photos of her friends and families and the thing she worked on almost 4 years now… her first book.

"Can't we backup all my documents first? I have a lot of things on that thing!"

"We can try…" he sounded unsure, making Rukia panic. After two hours and forty nine minutes of swearing and cursing, the PC was backed up and rebooted.

"Uryu, you my friend, are a genius!" he only nodded and pushed he glasses up. As Rukia's screen sprang to live she caught a glimpse on the time. "Oh shit fingers! I'm late." While she was struggling alongside Uryu, she completely forgot she had to go to work and she was already 14 minutes late. In her daze she ran face first into Chad coming up the hall.

"Rukia, you okay?"

"Oh, sorry… I'm late for work!"

"You need a lift?"

"I didn't know you had a car." A small smirk was planted on Chad's lips as his motorbike reached 100 km/h. Rukia clung to him, afraid of falling off. In a record time of 6 minutes she was at the coffeehouse, with added helmet hair. "Thanks, Chad."

On Saturdays the shop was busier that usual, all Rukia's tables were occupied with large groups of teenagers. For once she wanted to throw one of her customer's with their drink, because it was none other than the blond bimbo who 'attacked' her in the bathroom the other day. She heard from Shuuhei her name was Michiru… and that she was too hot to handle.

"Rukia, would you be a darling and get me more napkins…" she giggled alongside her friends and shoed Rukia away.

"'Would you be a darling'" Rukia mimicked her voice, as she was standing behind the counter filling one of the customers mugs with freshly brewed coffee "I'm not your darling". The guy only stared at her, not commenting on Rukia talking to herself. As the doors swung open a chilly air surrounded them, but as quick as it entered it was gone again. Ichigo walked in and started to remove his scarf when he saw Rukia with an apron behind the counter.

"This is where you work, midget?"

"What do you want Strawberry…" her scowl was deeper than his.

"Nothing. Yo, hat and clogs… Sorry I'm late."

"Late, what are you talking about?" she glared at him, dumbfounded.

"Rukia, he is the chef here over weekends…"Mr. Urahara answered for him. Ichigo only turned to her with a smirk on his face, but she replied by a defeated sigh.

~Sunday ~ *30/01*

"No way in HELL, Strawberry!" Rukia and Ichigo were at it again. Their roommates only stared at them in wonder. They have been bickering since noon and the clock just tolled 5 o'clock. "It is my turn… go be a good girl and go do homework." He yanked the controller out of her hands and started to select his name/profile.

"Homework's done! Now it is my turn…" she stuck her tongue out to him and grabbed the controller. Their fight was truly ridicules.

"It ain't… It is mine. MINE!" Ichigo was being childish and stood up, holding the controller above his head, way out of Rukia's reach.

"Very funny, now give the control-thingy" a swift kick to his shin brought the controller down to her level.

"Guys are you going to help me?" he turned to Renji and Shuuhei sitting on the couch, enjoying the bickering.

"You dug our own grave…" They both laughed as Ichigo tried to get the controller from Rukia, who started to throw anything she could find… including pillows, magazines, keys, remotes, apples… you get the idea.

"Midget! Stop throwing…" the last thing Rukia threw was one full can of Coke, hitting Ichigo on the head and making him tumble back.

"Shit, are you okay?" She rushed to his side and only heard in mumble…

"Can we give her up for adoption?"

... Sorry, I took awhile to update...
I promise it will never take this long again, I hope!

As you noticed I put dates in just to make it as real as possible, I'm going to stick with it... because it just looks cool.
Oh and the thing with her fever, where I kinda "killed" her... yeah that was a totally blond moment in my life, BUT I made it in a joke!

Review are food!