Sorry that this is so late! I had to start the school year and everything. Thank you so much for the reviews! Here is the next chapter. Its kind of short, but That was the only good stopping point I had.

Besides the fact that Rangiku and Renji were kissing the whole lunch, the meal was actually very good. Toshiro and Momo were both stealing smiles and laughs during the whole meal, but no one minded. Rukia couldn't believe that Ichigo didn't get the whole spaghetti reference. She chuckled to herself as Orihime dropped her off at her home, Byakuya's car absent from the driveway.

When she closed the door to her house, she called out to see if anyone was home. When she got no answer, she mentally screamed and ran up to her room, giggling and dialing up Momo.

Ring

Ring

Ring

"Hello?" Momo's small voice answered her phone.

"Momo? It's Rukia," Rukia said this in a very serious tone. There was a small silence. Then, unexpectedly, Momo screamed into the phone. Less than a second later, Rukia had joined Momo with the extensive screaming. It had lasted maybe about a minute or two before the pair began actually talking.

"I can't believe," Rukia said with excitement, "I just can't believe you said yes! I didn't think you would've said yes!"

"To tell you the truth, I don't know why I said yes!" Rukia heard the shock and thrill in her voice though the phone. "But something just told me to say yes," Rukia heard Momo sigh, "I guess it's worth giving him a shot. I mean, why not?"

"That's exactly what I thought you'd say," Rukia said, "I knew you'd at least give him a chance. Besides, you two look so good together!"

"Oh, you and Ichigo will be together by the end of the dance," Rukia pictured Momo smirking into the phone, and she instantly retaliated.

"Bet you and your precious Shiro-chan will defiantly be together before the dance!"

"You and that strawberry will kiss for sure during the dance!

"YOU AND TOSHIRO WILL HAVE SEX THE NIGHT OF!" Rukia screamed into the phone. There was a gasp from Momo, followed by a silence.

"Rukia, you did not just go there," said Momo. Rukia could decipher the seriousness in Momo's voice and found it hilarious and decided to push her friend a little farther.

"Oh, I went there Momo," Rukia sneered, "and I bet you will get pregnant by winter."

"At least Toshiro would have the balls to knock me up, unlike that soul-less ginger that you worship"

Rukia was ticked now, her face turning red and her temper reaching boiling point. "First of all, Ichigo is not a ginger, he's a strawberry," her voice was raising in volume with each sentence. "Secondly, I don't worship him," she was yelling into the phone. "AND LASTLY, I KNOW ICHIGO WILL KNOCK ME UP THE SECOND I ASK HIM!" she screamed into the phone, not hearing the sound of the front door slamming, indicating that her brother was now in the house, and had just heard the bit about Ichigo knocking her up.

"Rukia Kuchiki, get down here this instant," Rukia jumped at the sound of her brother's voice, not knowing if he had heard her or not. His voice was low but menacing.

"Oh shit, Nii-sama heard me," she whispered into the phone. "Talk to you later, Momo," she quickly hung up and stood up and headed downstairs to her doom.

"Sit." He ordered his sister, pointing to the couch. Rukia sat, feeling her brother's cold gaze on her. She was afraid to look him in his cold grey eyes that pierced her.

"I would like to know exactly what you said when I walked in the door," his voice was calm, but Rukia could sense the anger that he was really angry.

"Nii-sama," she started, "I was talking to Hinamori, and we were talking about boys and it just kind of…" her voice trailed away as her brother interrupted.

"Regardless the context, I never want to hear something like that coming out of your mouth again. I am forbidding you from seeing that boy ever again." Byakuya stated this with as much emotion as a rock.

"Wait, does this mean I can't go to the dance?" her heart was pounding in her chest.

"You may absolutely not even think about going to the dance with that boy. I told you, I didn't like him, and you should know why," and with that, he turned around and left Rukia sitting there, astonished.

She sat there, stunned by what had just happened. She slowly got up and trudged upstairs to her room, feeling heaviness in her heart.

It had been about an hour after lunch with his friends and Ichigo couldn't have been more bored in his life. He was on his bed, his headphones on his ears, blasting music. With Renji and Rangiku sucking each other's face and Toshiro asking out Momo, he didn't know what to do about Rukia.

His phone vibrated, indicating he just got a text. He picked up the phone, the screen telling him that it was Rukia who had just texted him. He smiled to himself and opened the message.

"Hey, got bad news"

'Bad news?' he thought to himself as he replied

"Spill"

"Nii-sama banned me from seeing you ever again."

"What the hell? How'd he do that?"

"he's nii-sama. He can do anything"

"I see your point. Why?"

"I was talking to Momo about Toshiro and your name was mentioned and he heard it and banned me from seeing you."

"Wait, you must have said something really bad to get him upset, what'd you do?"

"Not important! This means no dance. Sorry :("

"Screw that, I'll figure out a way to sneak you out."

"I'll come to your funeral."

"Haha, just give me a few hours and I'll figure out something."

"Fine, just get me to the dance without using a flare gun."

"Damn it, you just crushed my idea."

"No flare guns!"

"Fine, I'll get you there without one then. It would've been easier."

"Good, it'll make you think. Gotta go, bye."

"See you later."

Ichigo closed his phone, smiling to himself. He had to figure out a way to sneak Rukia out of her house without her brother realizing she was gone.

He cranked up his music and closed his eyes, his brain trying to think of a way to get her out of the house. Then the song "Girls just wanna have fun" by Cyndi Lauper turned on his iPod. After about a minute of listening to the song, he sat up and grabbed his phone and dialed up Orihime.

"Hello? Kurosaki-kun?" her voice was distinct by the bubbliness in it.

"Hey Inoue, I've got a favor to ask you," said Ichigo, his palms sweating, not knowing if she would be willing to do it.

"Sure, what is it?"

"Well, Rukia's brother won't let her go to the dance with me…"