Hey guys! Again, Kind of a shorter chapter, but that's because I haven't updated. Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate them and love all the support! Where were we last time… Oh, Byakuya was being an ass and banned Rukia… Enjoy the Chapter!

It was 6 p.m. and Ichigo still hadn't contacted Rukia ever since she had told him the news about her brother banning him. If he didn't have a plan, she was going to kick his ass. She was in her bed, starring at the celling, absolutely bored out of her mind. If she was going to the dance, she would've been getting ready right about now. She wanted to scream at her brother for forcing her not to go the dance and not see Ichigo ever again. He was the one who had given her the dress that her sister wore. She was just getting up to give him a piece of her mind when she felt her phone vibrate. She picked it up and opened it, reading it.

"Rukia, Get your dress and make-up and hide it in a bag. I'll be there in 5 minutes. When I get there, play along and bring the bag. Orihime."

Rukia had to read the message again, wondering what the hell she was talking about. She knew Orihime was a little insane sometimes, but she really couldn't figure out what was going to happen. Regardless, she had to do what it said.

She grabbed a black bag and grabbed all of her make up, and her sisters dress with her shoes. She was just done packing everything when the doorbell rang. She got up but she was too late, her brother had answered the door.

"Oh, hello Mr. Kuchiki," said Orihime, a smile on her face, "I was here to pick up Rukia for our slumber party."

"Ah, I see. Rukia did not tell me about this." He turned to his sister who was heading down the stairs with the bag.

She was still confused as to what Orihime was planning but thanks to her excellent acting skills, she didn't look it.

"Sorry nii-sama," she said, "we just planned it today."

"Right, we should go, Rukia," smiled Orihime, "We need to head to Momo's for the party."

"Rukia, I don't want you to have too much fun now," Byakuya smiled only slightly, giving Rukia shivers.

"Haha," she gave the most realistic laugh she could, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Rukia got in the car and waited for them to turn the corner to talk to Orihime in fear of her brother possibly reading their lips.

"WHAT THE HELL, ORIHIME?" she shouted at her friend right as they turned. To Rukia's surprise, she just laughed and smiled.

"Honestly Rukia," she giggled as Rukia just sat there, "I thought you were smart."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" she said, anger bubbling up.

"Isn't it obvious? The dress, the make-up? I just saved you from missing the night of your night."

Rukia sat there, still confused.

"Rukia!" she exclaimed, "I'm taking you to get ready for the dance!"

Rukia looked at her friend. So many questions were spiraling through her head.

"How…Who… How did you find out?" her mouth was slightly open as she looked dumbfounded at her friend while she watched her giggle.

"Last night Kurosaki-kun told me about your brother and asked me to pick you up. I then came up with the idea of the slumber party. We're going to my place to get ready."

Rukia's mouth dropped. She knew Ichigo would have thought of a good plan, but she hadn't expected him to figure out something this good. She made a mental note to thank Ichigo.

"Orihime, you are possibly the best person ever."

It was 7:15. Ichigo was in his suit, sitting on his bed. Orihime had texted him that sneaking Rukia out of was a success and that Byakuya wouldn't suspect anything. It had been awhile and Orihime and Rukia were supposed to be there fifteen minutes ago. He sighed as he looked at the clock on his wall, now indicating that it was 7:16. He rolled his eyes and fell on his back, wishing that they would get there. He had requested for Orihime to text him when they got there, incase his father was ready with a camera. His phone vibrated and his heart rate went up. He flipped the phone open and opened the message.

"I'll see you at the dance, good luck with Kuchiki and save a dance for me."

Ichigo scowled and closed his phone. It was Yoruichi, being annoying. He didn't exactly want to dance with her, seeing that Kisuke might rip him limb from limb if he did.

His phone went off again. Picking it up angrily, he opened it up, expecting a cutesy message from Yoruichi.

"here"

Ichigo's heart was pounding as he raced down the stairs and out the door. He was making sure he wasn't looking flustered, brushing down his suit when he looked up.

Then, he saw her.

Ichigo had never seen anything as beautiful as the girl in front of him. Her hair was sleek and was down. She was in a beautiful and silky dark blue dress that went down to her ankles, a white sash around her waist, accenting her curves wonderfully. He gazed at her, not realizing that he was standing halfway between the house and her. He saw her laugh and watched her walk towards him, linking arms with him and basically dragging him towards the car where Orihime was waiting.

"Ichigo, are you listening?" her voice was distant but he finally realized that she was trying to talk to him. He grunted in response.

"Baka!" she yelled, hitting him jokingly on the head.

"Oi!" he grabbed her hand and he saw her blush.

"I was saying that we could hang out after because nii-sama thinks that I'm at a sleep over."

"Yeah, that sounds fine, we could go out for dinner afterwards," he said this and the white rose that was in his pocket was beginning to stab him due to the bumps from the car.

He pulled it out and looked at Rukia's stunningly violet eyes and held out the rose towards her.

"Here, I thought this would go with your hair," he said this and gave it to her, seeing that she was blushing madly, placing it in her hair.

"Thanks Ichigo," she smiled and turned her head to look out the window to avoid the awkwardness.

It was only about 20 minutes to the mansion where the dance was being held, and Rukia and Orihime were talking just about the whole time with the occasional comment from Ichigo.

They had arrived at the mansion, Ichigo getting out first to help Rukia out of the car and towards the huge house. Ichigo still couldn't believe this was all happening. He was wearing a monkey suit and was with the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen in the world with his arms linked with hers. He was walking steadily, but realized that Rukia was struggling to keep up due to her height. Ichigo chuckled to himself and gradually slowed down. Orihime was walking next to them; Ichigo assumed that she was looking for Uryuu.

They reached the entrance of the mansion, the doors open. Inside was a magnificent hall, ivory and midnight blue seemed to be the colors that was the theme.

Ichigo had spotted Uryuu before Orihime did. He was wearing a white suit with a silk blue tie. The colors suited him well, thought Ichigo. He had a feeling that Uryuu would wear something like that.

"Ishida-kun!" Orihime practically screamed in Ichigo's ear when she had spotted him. Ichigo saw her run towards him, instantly linking arms with him. Ishida looked less than surprised at her reaction.

"Hey Ichigo?" said Rukia, looking up at him, "You do know how dance, right?"

Ichigo almost stopped in his tracks. He never once thought about it. He had seen it in movies and stuff so it couldn't be that hard.

"Yeah, what do you take me for?" he responded, hoping she wouldn't see the lie.

"Alright, just making sure so you don't make a fool of yourself, strawberry," she laughed and put her hands up as if to say that she was innocent.

It was then that he realized that there was music. A waltz. So that's why she asked. She wanted to dance now. Damn, he was screwed. He looked around and saw that Orihime and Ishida were already on the floor, dancing gracefully to the music. The pair looked like they had been doing this for years now. They moved perfectly in sync with the music, spinning around, not hesitating or messing up. Ichigo could see that Orihime was having the time of her life with Ishida, smiling and laughing while she danced with him. He pictured in his mind's eye what it would be like to dance with Rukia. To see her smiling, laughing while he led her perfectly to the music.

"Oi, Ichigo!" a familiar voice snapped him out of his fantasy. He turned around to see a tall woman with dark skin. Ichigo saw Yoruichi was wearing a strapless orange dress that went down to her shins.

"Yoruichi!" exclaimed Rukia. She rushed to Yoruichi who was smiling and hugging her. Kisuke was right behind Yoruichi, wearing a green tuxedo.

"Yo, Ichigo," said Kisuke, "you are one lucky guy."

"It's not like you don't have it bad," laughed Ichigo, looking at the two women talking to each other, giggling and laughing.

"She's a real beauty, Yoruichi. Glad I get to spend the rest of my life with her," Kisuke sighed happily and watched more and more couples entering the dance hall.

Ichigo eventually tuned out Kisukes's comments and started to eaves-drop on Yoruichi and Rukia.

"Yeah, I can do that for you, Rukia," Yoruichi nodded and looked towards Ichigo and to his surprise, she winked. He felt a blush trying to creep up on his face. He saw Yoruichi laugh and head towards him.

"Kisuke, I'm going to borrow Ichigo for abit," she said this to him and took Ichigo by the arm and dragged him on the dance floor before a stunned Urahara could even say a word.

"Yoruichi, what the hell are you doing?" Ichigo looked at her, his eyes wide.

"Ichigo, shut up, I'm teaching you how to dance before you make a fool of yourself in front of Rukia," she eyed him, watching his face turn from shock to understanding. "Now, I want you to put your right hand on my shoulder and the left on my waist."

Ichigo did a double take at the word waist. The shoulder, he could deal with but the waist was a little too intimate. He placed his hand on her shoulder but was resistant to put the other on her midriff.

"Ichigo, I'm trying to help you. Now put your hand on my waist or I will make sure you won't have a hand left!" she scowled playfully and forced his hand on her waist. He blushed madly as he felt the curve of her beautifully sculpted body.

"Come on Yoruichi," he muttered, "Rukia's right there."

"Calm down," she brushed off the comment like dirt, "we already discussed it. Now, follow my lead. Now, step forward and…"

Ichigo followed her instructions carefully, making sure he didn't mess up or look at his feet. It was actually quite simple, like a box. Soon, he caught on, dancing with Yoruichi like it was the most natural thing next to breathing. He was leading Yoruichi on the dance floor, trying not to smile, incase Rukia saw him.

"Ichigo, you're amazing!" giggled Yoruichi, smiling as she was guided by Ichigo.

"Yoruichi, I think it's about time I started to dance with my date," said Ichigo, looking towards Rukia, who was watching Orihime and Ishida dancing, a sense of longing to dance on her face.

"I agree. Don't mess this up, Ichigo," she winked and let go of him and ran towards Rukia. Her eyes lit up and walked towards Ichigo, her eyes sparkling. Ichigo noticed that there were many more people on the dance floor than before. He saw many of his friends, including Toshiro and Momo, who were dancing slowly but with just as much grace as most of the other people dancing.

"So, Yoruichi taught you how to dance?" she smirked as she put her hands on his shoulder and held his other.

"Baka, she was just refreshing my memory," He laughed and held her waist, and started waltzing with her slowly, but comfortably.

"I'm sure strawberry. I also think she was reminding you how not to mess this up?" she questioned him as he lead her around, spinning her lightly and easily to the music.

"I'm pretty sure that you'd be the one to mess up out of the two of us, you klutz," he smirked down at her and winced as she stepped on his foot. "Oi, what are you playing at?"

"Whoops," she giggled sarcastically, "I guess I'm just clumsy.

"Clumsy my ass," he snapped playfully, "If you weren't so cute I'd kick you!"

Ichigo almost stopped dancing as he realized what he just said, his face now burning. He looked down at the midget in front of him, seeing that she too was blushing.

"You think I'm cute, eh strawberry?" she tried to glare at him but it seemed to fail.

"Psh," his red face wasn't helping him try to figure out something to say, "I guess."

Rukia shrugged the comment off and continued to dance with Ichigo. It was difficult to dance considering that she was much shorter than he was, but she wasn't about to let that ruin her night. She looked over and saw that Momo and Toshiro had arrived. He was wearing a teal suit with a dark blue tie and she was wearing a light pink dress with her hair down. She noticed that Toshiro looked like he was going to vomit while dancing with Momo. She made a mental note to kick his ass for looking like that while dancing with Momo. She laughed to herself and continued to look around the room. She saw Rangiku with Renji, wearing a red dress that showed a significant amount of cleavage to the point of most men in the room were looking at her, mouths open. Renji had his hair down, not the greatest look considering all of the tattoos that he covered himself with. Other than that, he had on a brown tux that suited him well. Rukia saw that he was staring at Rangiku's chest and felt the need to go smack him. Then she noticed something unusual.

"Hey Ichigo," she looked up at him as he continued to waltz, "can we sit down for a moment?"

"Sure," he said, "my feet hurt like hell."

They Walked to the nearest table, gaining a good view of the dancers. Rukia looked around, trying to find him again. She spent quite some time looking for the tall figure when she found him. He had a silvery suit on with a green tie. He had his hair pulled back in a ponytail.

"Ichigo, is that who I think it is?" she nudged him, trying to confirm the strangers identity.

"Which one?" he questioned, squinting his eyes.

"Silver suit, pony tail and black hair?" she nodded her head in the direction of the man she was talking about.

"Oh him…," he said, his brow furrowed in thought, "I…I think…" Rukia saw his eyes grow wide and look at her then back at the man. "Ulquiorra?"

"That's what I thought! Do you have any idea what he's doing here?"

"No clue," he shrugged but then realized something. "Wait a second… Toshiro said something about Ulquiorra liking Orihime. I wonder if that's why he's here…"

"If that's why he's here, then I'm getting worried about Ishida…" she looked over to Uryuu and Orihime, still dancing. She noticed that Ulquiorra was eyeing the pair, scowling.

"I don't think that Ulquiorra would do anything rash. Probably just talk to Orihime," he said, looking at Rukia, seeing the worry in her eyes. "Don't worry, if he tries anything, I'll make sure he doesn't do anything to hurt anyone."

Rukia nodded and continued to watch them. She then looked at a large clock and realized it had already been two hours since they had arrived, even though it seemed like it had been a half hour. Suddenly, she saw Ichigo stand up, look around and felt him grab her hand.

"Ichigo," she started, but she was cut off when he guided her to a flight of stairs. She saw portraits of older people that looked like they were in pain. She smiled inwardly as she was dragged.

"Knew it," she heard Ichigo mutter when they got to the top of the stairs. She stared at the view in front of her. There was a small room, a golden glow to it. A small table that was also gold, seated for two. Behind the table was a balcony that had an excellent view of the sky above them.

"Ichigo…" she breathed out, amazed at the room before her, "Ichigo, how did you…"

"I know some people," he smirked and held her hand. Her heart was racing, pounding hard and felt like it was about to burst right out of her chest. The feeling of Ichigo's large, warm and calloused hand was sending shivers down her spine. She then felt the chill of cool air on her skin and realized that they were now on the balcony. She looked up and saw Ichigo looking up at the stars.

"It's beautiful," he breathed, continuing to stare at the star filled sky. Rukia looked up and sighed as she saw the scene above her was indeed beautiful. She nearly jumped when she felt his hand on her back, quickly pulling her towards him. Her heart stopped.

"Ichigo…" she whispered as she looked at him. His eyes were soft yet determined, as if his goal was right in front of him. This was all happening so fast, she didn't want to rush it but then she felt the soft lips that belonged to the man in front of her meet her own.

It was soft, blissful and magical. Her eyes slowly closed as she began to kiss him back with all the passion she could possibly muster. She stood on her tip toes, wrapping her arms around his neck; her head craning back in order to keep their lips locked. Just as she was about to break the kiss, there was a loud bang and the sound of breaking glass followed by a medley of screams. She quickly broke the kiss and instantly bolted towards the stairs, hearing Ichigo's loud footsteps close behind her. As she reached the bottom of the steps, she saw a crowd of people around the dance floor and blood. Everywhere.

How did you Like it? What the hell is going on! I still have a lot to write… I don't have a lot of ideas, so shoot them out towards me. ALSO, I'm still working on Music Souls, if you're interested in that one. It's IchiRuki and some other pairings. I'll Update soon!