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Week eight

~Sunday~ *06/03*

Stepping of the plane Rukia could feel the difference in temperature. Rukongai was starting to turn cold, where as Karakura was blossoming into spring. Yet a cold breezed passed her, sending tremors down her spine. She had abandoned her jacket when she thought that it would be warm enough to just be without one. Ichigo quickly notice her shivering form and asked where her jacket was. "I don't need one…" always a stubborn girl.

"Midget, I'm not making you soup in bed, again, now get a jacket on, would you?" They were half way to their parked car when they bickering started. As they continued Chad turned to Shuuhei, which was busy with his phone.

"They sound like an old married couple." Chad stated as he placed his bags in the car. Shuuhei's gaze shifted from his phone to his roommates who still continued to bicker and only grinned. After the trip home everyone disappeared into their rooms to unpack. Renji was just about to head down when his phone started to buzz. He glanced at the unknown number and answered.

"Renji Abarai speaking…"

"I hear you are in the protecting business." The voice was emotionless and somewhat cold. "I have a proposition for you."

"I'm listening."

~Monday~ *07/03*

The sun wasn't even starting to show on the horizon when Ichigo woke from a dead sleep, drenched in sweat. Slipping the covers off his sweaty body, he made his way over to the Camaro. Only clad in boxers, Ichigo could feel the low temperature. Even though spring was officially the season, the coldness didn't go away. Placing both hands on the car, Ichigo took a deep breath while hanging his head in a depressing state. "Mom…"

The nightmares still haunted him at night, some times less than others, especially when Rukia was near, but that was only one or two nights a week, if he was lucky. His latest dream, nightmare, didn't just remind him of his mother, but another female who would soon hate him too.

"How in hell am I going to break up with Orihime?" he banged his head against the car's frame, resulting in a dull thud. Noticing his still drenched torso, Ichigo grabbed his stuff and headed out for a shower. But upon exiting his room, he ran into the pineapple of the house. "Yo, Renji… what are you doing up?" He eyed his friend who was clothed in a simple jean, leather jacket and red button-up shirt.

"Oh" he didn't seem startled that Ichigo was up "Heading early to the dojo, I sorta got a meeting." He held up his gym bag as if proof to Ichigo.

"Riiight… what would your girlfriend say if she heard that you go gallivanting early in the morning?"

"Tatsuki will be there, too." A blush appeared on Renji's cheeks.

"So, the meeting is with your girlfriend?" Ichigo raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Not alone!" Renji cried.

Ichigo couldn't help but snicker at his friend's expense "…and how were you planning on getting there?" Renji remained quiet, but looked to the floor. "You were taking my car weren't you?" Again Renji didn't answer, but silence was an answer on its own. "Just don't do anything to her…" Renji nodded and left. As Ichigo made his way to the bathroom, he noticed the digital time shown on the DVD machine's little LED screen.

05:49

It way too early for anyone to function properly.

Ice cold water hit Ichigo's back as the memories of his nightmares jumped at him. Why Ichi-bo? I thought you loved me? Orihime's annoying voice echoed in his head as the water pattered down on him. Finally giving in to his body's demands, Ichigo turned the faucet to warm the water. Soon steam filled the bathroom. He grabbed his shampoo, but noticed something else.

Sakura Shampoo Strawberry Flavoured

Suddenly his mind travelled to a certain raven haired midget, sleepy in her bed. His smile grew. A real one. If it were possible, Ichigo's heart did a summersault in his chest. Midget, what have you done to me?

Rukia was still dressed in Ichigo's overly huge (for her) NICE VIBE T-shirt, which she claimed for herself, when she hulled her body out of her comfortable bed. Using the back of her hands she tried to wipe away the sleep from her eyes, but her body screamed at her to go to bed. Although she did hit the snooze button like 3 times already. The only thing at fault was the lack of sleep due to her mind rambling on and on about a certain citrus head she was starting to fall in love with. Starting?

No, the way Rukia's heart jumped each time she saw the colour orange or when he was near… wasn't a feeling someone gets when they are starting to fall in love, but when the are already in love.

I love him…

It plagued her the whole night. How can I love someone I've only known him for 7 whole weeks? 49 days? 1176 hours? 70 560 minutes? 4233600 seconds? She even did the math while she was staring at her ceiling, 2 o'clock in the morning. She almost, very nearly, went to Ichigo for answers, but that wouldn't help. She would just freak him out. So, she restrained herself from getting up and bugging the strawberry.

In the whole haze Rukia didn't notice the steam as she entered the bathroom, or the shower water disappearing. Just as second nature Rukia stripped Ichigo's shirt off her body and pulled her panties down, and out of the blue she collide face first with a wet torso. A wet torso that belonged to none other than a stark naked Ichigo, who was busy drying his hair and didn't notice the small (midget) intrusion in the bathroom.

The first few seconds there was a silence, an awkward silence.

Naked bodies still touching.

Then in a flash both teenagers' cheeks grew blood red. Ichigo quickly wrapped his towel around his lower body and Rukia, with an inhuman speed, grabbed Ichigo's shirt and threw it over her head.

"Midget!"

"Strawberry!" both reacted accordantly and they started to bicker.

"What the hell are you doing in here, when someone is showering?" Ichigo whispered, very surprised.

"How the hell must I guess someone is in the shower? I'm not some sort of gypsy!" She nearly screamed, but whispered instead.

"Didn't you notice the steam! What if it was Uryu or…" he gulped "Shuuhei?"

"Shuuhei is not as bad as you guys make him sound…"

Ichigo only glared at her. "Don't change the subject. Why are you in here… and why are you wearing my shirt?"

"Th- The question is… why are you up so early, none of you guys are ever up so early?" She stammered.

"Who cares? You are the one who walked in here, when a guy… someone from a different sex… was stark naked"

"Oh don't blame this on me; you are the one who didn't put a notice on the door!" As Rukia's vain popped Ichigo notice how close they were… less than a hair's whiff away. Not even trying to withstand the urge, Ichigo crushed his lips onto Rukia's. She was surprised at first, but soon as her mouth started to melt into Ichigo's, she started the moan and enjoy the feeling of his lips on hers, his tongue battling with hers. Automatically Ichigo lifted her up. Her legs quickly clutched his body to get even closer. Her hands tangled into his hair.

As gently as he could he placed her on the sink, their mouths not breaking apart once. Air became a bit of a problem, but Ichigo quickly pulled away, sucked in some air and started assaulting Rukia's neck.

"I-Ich-i-go" Rukia moaned softly as he bit a sensitive spot just below her ear, which sparked a reaction in the male's body. His kisses became more heated. When Rukia felt Ichigo's hands on her hips, slowly moving forward, she suddenly remembered that she lacked panties.

"Stop." She whispered and pushed him away.

"W-what?" The male stammered with a hungry look in his eyes. Without explaining Rukia jumped off the sink, grabbed his clothes and pushed him, with clothes in his arms, out of the room.

Standing in the hall, Ichigo had no idea what the hell just happened, until he caught a glimpse of something pink between his clothes. It was pink and it had a picture of Chappy on it.

Rukia's panty…

Amber eyes grew with surprise. Ichigo checked the hall to see if one of he roommates saw him standing with his 'secret' girlfriend's panties, luckily all the doors where closed. Before running down to his room, Ichigo softly whispered "Great, now I need a cold shower."

~Tuesday~ *08/03*

As Toshiro, Ichigo and Rukia were walking to the cafeteria, the silver haired boy's phone buzzed again. Yanking out the device, he read and replied. "Who are you texting so much these days?" Ichigo asked.

"It is none of your concern, Kurosaki." With that the short male walked the other direction as the 'secret' couple.

"He is getting weirder every day…" Ichigo stated. "You want to go sit outside?" He asked his raven haired beauty.

"What about Ori-" She broke off mid sentence when she remembered the bouncy cheerleader was absent the past two days. "Oh, right… we can do that."

"I know the perfect place where no one will see us."
'No-no-no…" Rukia quickly interrupted. "I'm not going to go anywhere alone with you."

"Are you still going on about what happened yesterday?" They sat down at the farthest table, private, but still in view of the whole student body.

"Of course!" Her cheeks were slightly tinted with red.

"How was I suppose to know that you weren't wearing…" he whispered "…your panties?"

Rukia's blush only became redder. "Would you just shut up about that."

"Are you embarrassed that I saw" and still own he added in his head "your pink Chappy panties?"

"When are you going to break up with Orihime?"

"You like changing the topic, don't you?" He took a bite out of his sandwich as Rukia's mouth fell open and started to bitch.

"That is not the topic at hand, I just want to know when I can have you-"

"You can have me?" Ichigo interrupted with a smile on his face.

"That came out wrong, what I meant was, I wanted to know when our relationship wasn't going to be an affair anymore."

"We are not having an affair Rukia."

"No we aren't… you are."

"!" Keigo came running up to the table, but tripped over what seemed to be his own feet, immediately ending Rukia and Ichigo's conversation. When he got back up, he glared at Ichigo and then at Rukia. "What are you two doing alone out here?"

As quick as lighting, Rukia went into acting mode. "Oh, I'm just telling Ichigo what we did yesterday in Science, because he nodded off and we are getting a pop quiz today."

"There is a pop quiz today?" Ichigo asked surprised, amber eyes suddenly widening.

"It is rumoured."

~Wednesday~ *09/03*

Today Rukia would always remember, not because something good happened or the fact that she flunked her Science quiz. Oh hell no. It was the day she was so mad that she was on her way to neuter someone. And this someone was the person that she thought she loved. But as always something just had to nip her happiness in the butt.

She stormed into Ichigo's room, where said male was reading something Shakespearean. His eyes shifted to Rukia when she grabbed the book and started hitting him. "Rukia! Rukia what – the hell – stop – hitting – me!"

"When were you going to tell me-" she kept hitting him "-that you slept with Orihime?" Ichigo grabbed the book, along with Rukia and pinned her to the bed.

"I never slept with Orihime." He said with pure honesty in his voice. But Rukia would not accept that.

"Then how the hell did she get pregnant?" With this shocking news Ichigo's gripped lessened on Rukia.

"What?" Ichigo asked traumatized.

Flashback

Rukia was busy making a cappuccino, when she heard Rangiku sigh for the millionth time that day. Deciding that she should help her friend Rukia asked what was wrong. "One of my best-est friends is having a lot of trouble." Rangiku confessed after much arguing with herself.
"How so?" Rukia asked as she returned after delivering the only customer in the shop's order.

"She is pregnant." Rangiku sighed again. "And she is only in high school."

"Oh, that can be… problematic." Rukia didn't know what to say. Of course these days, there was a rare race among teenagers named virgins. Which Rukia was glad she was part of. Out of the blue images of her experience with Ichigo yesterday popped in her head, earning a deep blush.

"Plus she is a cheerleader." Rangiku added. Karma is a bitch, ain't it cheerleaders. Rukia couldn't stop the thought from travelling through her mind. "Poor Hime." Rangiku's voice pulled Rukia from her thoughts.

"Hime?"

"Oh, her name is Orihime."

Rukia's eyes widened with shock. "Orihime Inoue?"

"Yeah, how did you know?" Rukia didn't answer her, she was beyond speaking. She was angry. Enraged. Out for murder.

"Urahara I'm leaving!" She ran out the door, not even taking her bag or cell phone, she'd get them later. She ran straight home, stopping once in a while to take in breaths.

End of Flashback

Ichigo sat on the edge bed, head in his hands. "How is the possible?" He mumbled. Rukia moved over and sat beside him, but didn't touch him.

"You never slept with Orihime?" She asked, whispering and unsure.

His head quickly flinched upward, toward Rukia. "I promise you Rukia, I have never had sex with Orihime." He sighed "I have never slept with anyone, ever." The two sat in a silence for a while, then Ichigo groaned and stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"To Orihime's" With that he left his room.

The sun was down when Ichigo cut the ignition of his Mustang. Orihime's apartment's lights were on, signalling she was home. Hopefully alone. After her brother died, her parents decided to travel the world leaving her on her own. Maybe that was the reason for the way she acts?

Ichigo mustered up some courage before he knocked on her door. No answer came. He knocked again. He could hear the hushed voices on the other side. Someone was with her. He knocked again. "Orihime, I know you are here… open up, we need to talk." When the door finally opened, he was greeted by Tatsuki. He was more surprised than confused. Ever since Orihime became a cheerleader, she and Tatsuki started to hate each other. Seeing her here, now, only helped Ichigo come to the conclusion that what Rukia told him, was true. "Tatsuki?"

"Ichigo, now is not a good time."

"I know about the b..." He couldn't bring himself to say it. Tatsuki only opened the door wider, to let Ichigo in.

"I told you not to let him in." Orihime's annoying voice rang loud through the room.

"He knows, Orihime." Her eyes widened with disbelief.

"Tatsuki" Ichigo turned to Renji's girlfriend "Would you mind if I talk to her alone?"

Reluctantly she replied. "I'll be right outside." With that she walked out of the apartment and closed the door.

"Ichi-bo" Orihime's voice automatically began "don't worry, I have a plan… I'm having an abortion next week, then we can be together, just like always. You can forge-"

"Stop." Ichigo's voice was firm, yet warm. He walked closer to her and placed his hand on her nonexistent baby bump. "Have you told the father yet?" She remained silent, and averted his gaze. "You should, it is his child too."

"Ichi, I want to be with you…" She stopped when she noticed the disappearance of his hand.

"Do you love him… the father?" Again she didn't say anything. Looking into her eyes, he knew she felt something for this mystery man. "That feeling, you have now, thinking of him… I have it too." Tears started to glide down Orihime's cheeks. "I love someone too, but it is not you." He wiped away her tears with his thumb and looked her in the eyes. His amber orbs held so much love and warmth, but it wasn't for Orihime. "Do me one last favour… tell the father. Make the decision with your heart… that is what's best for your child." He turned away and headed to the door. "Good Bye, Orihime."

"How did you know?" Orihime's voice was soft, the voice she had we he first met her, not her squealing cheerleader voice. It made him realise that she knew. She knew it was over and that his heart was no longer hers, it never was.

"Rangiku told Rukia." He said softly.

"So Rukia knows! She'll tell the whole school!" Orihime cried out, worried and afraid.

"She won't, Rukia is not like that Orihime."

"It's that bitch's fault anyway…" Orihime retorted, returning to her cheerleader bravado. Ichigo only shook his head and left, not wanting to make her even more emotionally unstable. Once outside he noticed Tatsuki standing by the balcony.

"Make sure she makes the right decision, please." Ichigo whispered before going home.

~Thursday~ *10/03*

It was just after two in the morning, when Rukia tottered down the stairs on her way to Ichigo's room. His lights were on. He wasn't reading a book or working on the car, only lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

"How did it go?"

"Fine." She climbed onto the bed and intertwined their fingers. Ichigo welcomed her petite gesture. "I'm only yours now." He kissed her hand, but didn't meet her gaze.

"You don't seem happy." Rukia stated, unsure with a hint of jealousy.

"You should have seen her face…" He turned to Rukia and cupped her face with his right hand. "I don't ever want to see you like that."

"I won't, you know I am way stronger than that." She smiled, earning a small grin from Ichigo.

"Oh I know, but is still think-" he retracted his hand "-that we should keep a safe distance from each other."

"What? Why?" Rukia let go of his hand. Baffled by his speech, she felt an anger brew inside of her.

"Orihime is blaming you and I don't want the revenge to fall onto you." She gradually understood he was protecting her, again. But deep down Rukia did feel guilty for taking Ichigo away from Orihime, she was the reason Ichigo cheated on Orihime. It made her sick to her stomach. "This is my fault." Rukia heard Ichigo mumble.

She reacted, pushed him down and saddled his hips. "No it is not." Before he could argue, she placed her hand over his mouth and continued. "Now listen closely to me, Ichigo Kurosaki. You protect everyone, except one person. Yourself. And don't try and argue with me, you know it is true. And also I knew what I was signing up for when fell in love with you. So don't worry what happens, I can handle a few cheerleaders." She took her hand off his mouth. He was smiling. He propped himself up with his elbows, his face inches from hers.

"You said you fell in love with me."

Rukia quickly thought back to her speech, she did say it, and she said it with passion. And like hell was she going to take it back. "What if I did?"

Ichigo's lips captured hers in a slow, gentle kiss. Later as she lay in his arms, sleeping peacefully, Ichigo couldn't help but feel his heart swell with love.

That night he didn't have a nightmare, but a dream that made his smile. It was about Rukia, holding a small orange haired toddler.

It was almost the end of the lunch period when Shuuhei threw his shirt over his head, again. His raven haired beauty stood next to him, fixing her hair. "How long are we going to hide this?"

"Until you graduate from this place." She leaned against the lockers, watching him with lust in her eyes. The locker room, not the perfect place, but a place to hide their activities.

"Oh, come on Soi…"

"I'm still your teacher." She quickly interrupted.

"Yes ma'am." With that she disappeared and Shuuhei made his way to the cafeteria. Once there his mouth fell open. Ichigo stood frozen as each and every cheerleader came up to him and slapped him hard across the face.

Next. Slap. Next. Slap. Next. Slap. Next. Slap…

"He finally broke up with her?" Shuuhei asked Chad, which nodded a reply. "Damn, cheerleader retaliation. Now the whole school knows"

"Is Ichigo bleeding?" Shuuhei jumped when he heard the concerned voice of his female roommate.

"I think being bitch slapped a couple of times may lead to that." Rukia only shook her head and waited for the bell to ring. Once it did, Ichigo came walking over to them, rubbing his face and cursing the blood.

"Are you okay?" Rukia asked, when the two of them were making their way to their Science period.

"After the 15th one, I didn't feel a thing. But now it is burning like hell." She pulled him away from their classroom and waited for the hall to empty.

"Maybe this will help?" Standing on her toes, she delicately kissed his bruised cheek.

~Friday~ *11/03*

It wasn't even Friday the 13th and Rukia's day could only be described as horrible. It started when she sat one foot out of the car. "Skank." A brunette whispered when she passed Rukia and Toshiro. Rukia shrugged it off, but Toshiro gave a puzzling look. As soon as she came up to the steps of the school whispers were flying everywhere.

Home wrecker. Whore. Bitch.

But in an instant she knew why ever girl in the whole school was out to get her. Inside the halls, on ever locker door, a picture was glued. A black and white picture of Rukia kissing Ichigo's cheek, with big red letters "Watch out she'll steel your BF!" Rukia's mouth was opened with agape. A bunch of girls bumped into her, almost sending her crashing to the floor. Luckily Toshiro grabbed her arm, steadying her.

"You okay?" Toshiro asked, when Rukia dusted off her purple dress. She didn't reply, only did something she was trained to do. She became a Kuchiki. Emotionless and cold she continued to walk down the hall to her locker, not once glancing at the hundreds of girls who where standing, staring and whispering about Rukia. Her whole locker door was plastered with the poster of her kiss, but she paid no mind to it.

Panting erupted next to her, as Momo skidded to a stop next to her. "Rukia? Is… is… this truth?" She was little out of breath, causing her to stumble over her words.

"Momo…" Rukia hesitated.

"Please, tell me?" Rukia pulled Momo into an empty classroom, and started to confess.

"Yes." Rukia hang her head in shame and waited for the lecture. The accusations. The hate. The repulsiveness.

But instead, Momo pulled Rukia into a hug and started to squeal. "Oh finally! You two are just about perfect for each other. Except for the bickering. And the insulting. And you hit him… other than that, you two look perfect together."

"Momo?" Rukia asked nervously.

"Oh, it is obvious you like him, since he gave you that necklace." The pointed to the small sun dangling around Rukia's neck. "You touch it every time we talk about Ichigo." Momo smiled. Rukia noticed what she said was true, because her hand was already clutching the necklace delicately.

"How did you know he gave it to me?"

"I didn't, not until now."

Momo was a friend in a million. Silently Rukia thanked the heavens and smiled at her friend and her new found obsession. Rukia and Ichigo's relationship.

"Has he kissed you yet? Where was your first date?..." and so she continued.

"Rukia…" Michiru's voice rang through the corridors of the school. Michiru the same cheerleader who attacked her (verbally) weeks ago in the bathrooms. "Did you know that ages ago they threw rocks at a woman that committed adultery or infidelity." Rukia just continued to walk beside Toshiro, not saying a word. Michiru turned to her cluster of gossiping cheerleaders. "Or she is just fooling around with poor Ichigo, like all her other boyfriends."

A vain popped.

Rukia swung around and marched up to Michiru. "You don't know me, so don't pretend you know about my previous boyfriends!"

"Touchy subject, isn't Rukia?" Michiru placed her manicured hands over her mouth and laughed. She sounds like a goat on fire. The thought calmed Rukia down and made her smirk.

"Butt out of my business, Michiru."

"You are such a home wrecker, Rukia Kuchiki."

Before Rukia could snap at her, Toshiro's strict voice interrupted. "Shut up, Michiru. This has nothing to do with you."

"Tooooshiro!" The cheerleaders gasp. "Not you too." Some girls actually began crying.

"You're with this shank?" Michiru asked disgusted.

"He is not the only one." Renji, Shuuhei and Chad all stood beside Rukia.

"I can't believe you guys!" The cheerleader cried out in horror.

"And that is exactly why we stand behind Rukia all the way…" Uryu said as he was leaning against the lockers, book in his hand. "…Rukia believes in all of us. Hell, she even goes into Shuuhei's room alone."

"Yeah!" Shuuhei shouted in the background.

"Rukia is strong, loyal and honest, every thing you aren't." Michiru jumped when she heard Ichigo's voice behind her. Ichigo shoved passed her and stood beside Rukia, resisting the urge to take her hand.

"So what… she is the queen now?" Michiru bitched back.

The question shocked the housemates, but made the smart one laugh. "The queen of the six kings." Uryu stated and continued to smirk. "Wasn't it the cheerleaders that came up with that name?"

"W-What?"

"Of course it was Ishida, looks like we found our Queen." Toshiro played along. Not soon after all six guys played along, scaring the cheerleaders. Utterly embarrassed Michiru swung around on her 6 inch heels and walked away. The rest of the student body only clapped and laughed.

"You…" Rukia spoke once again. The six kings turning towards her, and all them noted the twitching left eye… "IDIOTS! I had that covered, but no you just had to-" She continued to lecture her friends (or followers). They only laugh, knowing that this was Rukia's way of thanking them.

"Rukia, it looks like our planned failed…" Ichigo smirked and took Rukia's hand.

It was later that night when they realised their mistake. Sitting in the living room, all six guys where busy entertaining themselves with either an X-box game, or a book, or their camera, or their cell phone… when Rukia strolled passed them.

"Hey Rukia, what about some grub?" Shuuhei asked while on his phone.

'Well, I can't." All six heads snapped towards her. "Seeing that I'm the "Queen of the 6 Kings" I may not lift a finger." She smiled and continued. "Oh, I want some roast beef, with sweet potatoes and salad. Also my room needs cleaning, along with my washing and don't forget my massage."

The guys looked at her with amazement.

"Chop Chop! You've got a job to do." Rukia chimed.

"Rukia!" They all cried out simultaneously.

~Saturday~ *12/03*

Knock-Knock

"Renji, why the hell are you knocking on Ichigo's door?" Shuuhei asked, intrigued by his friends actions.

"Isn't Rukia in there?"

"No… both of them are at work." Toshiro said looking up from his laptop.

"Oh."

"Why did you knock in the first place?" Uryu said as he came out of the kitchen.

"Since they became a couple, you don't know what those two will do. I knocked, so they know I'm there, stopping what ever they are doing."

"Afraid to see them kissing?" Shuuhei snorted.

"Or worse."

By now the five guys knew what had to be done. Rules had to be made.

Ichigo and Rukia sighed in chorus and flopped onto the couch. Both tired from a hard day's work. The coffee shop was packed, corner to corner. "I am exhausted." Rukia said and leaned against Ichigo. But just as they got comfortable (snuggling), two hands separated them.

"Renji! What…" Ichigo said.

"…the hell?" Rukia finished.

"Oh NO! They are already finishing each other's sentences!" Shuuhei cried overly dramatic. The new couple only glared at him.

"We, as in not you two" he pointed to lovebirds "have decided that now that you two are in a relationship, there would be rules." Renji stated, sitting between Ichigo and Rukia.

"To avoid embarrassing you… and ourselves." Toshiro stated, matter of factly.

"Rules?" the duo said.

"See, they are even talking… together." Shuuhei was only glared at again.

"Here…" Uryu shoved a folder in both their faces "… read and sign." Hesitantly they opened it and read.

THE ROOMMATE COUPLE AGREEMENT
This agreement is only valid if one of the members of the house is dating Rukia Kuchiki.

Here states the rules that should be followed by both participants in the relationship.

1. When in enclosed rooms, the door should be open at all times.

2. No kissing allowed in living areas (thus living room, kitchen, hallways, stairs, bathrooms or garage.)

3. No sleeping in the same room.

4. No swapping of clothes.

5. When on dates, the curfew is 23:00.

6. No flirting in front of other housemates.

7. No playing footsy at the dinner table.

8. NO SEX.

Please sign the dotted line and state the date.

Male :….

Female : ….
(Thus Rukia)

Date : ….

Both blushed as they read the laws. 5 out of the 8 had already been broken. "Come on guys, really?" Ichigo asked, pitiful.

"Sign it." The five creators of the rules said. (Even Chad.)

And so they did.

~Sunday~ *13/03*

It was a dreadful day in the Heuco Mundo District. Byakuya sat in the back of the SUV, typing on his laptop. The last e-mail he had received wasn't one that brought good news. Someone was snooping around in his business and was bound to find something. But the worst of all of this was that the questions all revolved around Rukia.

After that he also received photos of Rukia at her home, or school, even work. With only one question attached. Do you really want to involve her?

Of course Byakuya quickly sprang to action and got his best hackers to locate the sender of the e-mail. But locating this person was harder than he thought. Thus he went to plan B.

"Shinji, Operation Vizard is now in effect. Don't let her out of your sight." He ordered over the phone.

"Yes, sir."

The line went dead. As the unpleasant scenery rolled by, Byakuya had only one question on his mind. What have you gotten yourself into Rukia?

For some reason, this chapter was hard to write…
Probably writer's block?

Also the story is getting a little twist (I am referring to Sunday ^ ^ )

Oh… I have notice a lot of OOC'ness in my characters (especially Orihime and Shuuhei and Toshiro and… well most of the characters)

Sorry.

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3. Rukialover174 : Oh thank you, I didn't want to make the whole thing sad, but sometimes there is just a need for it.

4. Queen Of BloodLust: Although I didn't get my 100 reviews, I still happy you are reading!

5. The Dark Eccentric : I loved your review! Thanks to you I saw the OOC'ness, but like you said it works. But to tell you a secret, I wrote this story with my own character and then just changed the names of the characters to Bleach characters. Like in my real story (not FanFiction one) Ichigo's real name is Carder and Rukia is Jezebel… but yeah, I like Bleach more.

6. Ashezo : Oh we are meeting Byakuya very soon. And a whole lot more!

7. KitElizaKing : Thanks sooooo much for that hint, I did not know that… Word's spell check didn't change it. (I probably should have Googled)

8. Shaybo27 : Sorry wanted to update earlier!

Next time on Six King and a Queen :

Get ready for some guest appearances, plot twists and an over protective brother!

Until next time!

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