Hello there! Sorry for not updating sooner! I had a lot going on and a HUGE writing block. I hope that you'll enjoy this chapter. Lots and lots of drama (kinda) and stuff like that. I'll update on Musical Souls because that one has actually gotten pretty far and I have another fic that I'm working on right now. I do not own Bleach, It belongs to Tite Kubo.

There he was. Ishida was on the ground, holding his nose, giving Ulquiorra a menacing look that looked like he was about to murder him. Ichigo saw that from the waist down, Ulquiorra's suit was blood stained, bits of glass still in his stomach. Though it looked like Ulquiorra had gained more damage, but it was Ishida on the ground.

"Rukia, you wait here," Ichigo said, stepping away from her, about to see if he could stop the fight. Ishida was a close friend and he didn't want to see him get hurt. He didn't know Ulquiorra as well but all the same, he didn't want things to get worse for either of them.

"Ichigo, I know what you said, I know you want to protect everyone, but I'm not about to have you spill blood tonight," Rukia said, looking like she was on the verge of the tears as she saw Ishida slowly get up to lunge towards Ulquiorra with sharp glass in his hand, aiming for Ulquiorras stomach.

Ichigo ignored this and ran through the crowd, pushing over many people in order to stop the fight. Rukia saw Ichigo step in front of Ishida. She let out a loud scream as she saw the long, sharp piece of glass slice into Ichigo's stomach, blood now staining his suit. He winced and glared at Ishida who looked stunned to see Ichigo in front of him instead of his target.

"Ishida, what the hell is happening?" He looked at him, his eyes fiery and filled with anger. He didn't seem to realize how deep the wound was, nor how much blood he was losing. Ichigo's blood was dripping from the glass onto the floor, making a rather large puddle.

"Kurosaki," Ichigo turned around to see that Ulquiorra's was looking at him, slightly annoyed, "This is not your fight, don't get involved." Ulquiorra's eyes were cold and without concern or what just happened in front of him, or that he too, was losing blood just as fast as Ichigo was.

"Shut up, Ulquiorra," Ichigo snapped, turning his head to meet Ulquiorra's cold gaze. He could see that he was indeed intruding on a fight that wasn't his, but at this point, all he wanted to do was stop blood from spilling, even if he had to shed some blood himself. He could hear the sound of Rukia trying to fight her way through the crowd. He knew she had seen him already but he didn't want her to see anymore because he knew deep down that Ishida wasn't about to stop trying to kill Ulquiorra, even if he had to hurt Ichigo.

"I said, Ishida, what the hell happed?" he turned back to Ishida, the bit of glass still in his stomach.

"I simply asked Miss Inoue to dance and she agreed, but he attacked after a while." Said Ulquiorra, shrugged. "He punched me and I punched him back, then he broke a bottle and stabbed me."

Ichigo turned and saw that Momo, Rangiku, Tatsuki and Rukia were all surrounded a crying Orihime. Her hands were in her face and she seemed to be in a wreck. Orihime and Ichigo were pretty close, always friends and never got into fights. There was a time when Orihime had a crush on Ichigo for the longest time, but he was to blunt to notice it. Now that he looked back, he could clearly see exactly how much she liked him. But still, he hated when he saw his friends get hurt, but even worse when his friends hurt each other.

"You were getting to close for comfort! She's my date and you have no right to steal her away from me, you bastard!" roared Ishida, standing up, pulling the shard of glass out of Ichigo, sharply. He felt the pain and grabbed the now speeding bit of glass with his hand, feeling it impale his hand, blood now spilling from there as well.

"Ishida! Stop, this isn't like you!" Ichigo yelled in his face as Ishida pulled out the glass and tried to stab again, but was blocked by Ichigo, but with this time it was with his chest, extremely close to his heart. 'Fuck, that can't be good, Rukia will kill me if I die tonight.'

"Ichigo, move!" Ishida roared and in an instant he was now on the verge of killing not only Ulquiorra, but anyone who got in the way.

He heard Rukia scream, he saw the room spinning then he felt the floor collide with his head and felt hot sticky blood poor from his chest, shoulder, stomach and head.

'Damn,' Ichigo thought to himself, 'Rukia is really going to kill me now…' and with that, all Ichigo could see was blackness, hearing the screams of girls and what seemed like men trying to break up the fight. The last thing he heard was the voice of Rukia, telling him not to die on her and he thought he could have heard her call him a baka. Then he faded into the darkness, not knowing, not thinking, just simply being there, otherwise known as a coma.

Ichigo sat up, dazed and confused. What the hell had just happened? He tried to remember what was going on. He remembered dancing with Yoruichi and Rukia and the kiss but everything else was just a blur of colors and sounds. He soon realized that he had just moved a small body that was on top of him, now sprawled across the floor. Ichigo took a look around, making a note to himself and wondering where the hell he was. He was in a small room, stark white, a single window and a rather old looking television hung from the upper corner of the room. Damn, he was in a hospital, not sure how he got there. He felt his chest, wrapped in bandages, along with his hand and lower area. If he moved to much, he was subject to pain. He looked down to see that the thing that he had pushed off of him was Rukia. He instantly realized that she wasn't in her dress, but clothes that she had borrowed from him about a year ago. She sat up, and looked at him as if seeing him for the first time in a thousand years.

"Ichi…Ichigo…" her eyes began to fill with tears as she wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling into his chest. He could feel her shaking on him. He instantly put his hands around her, holding her as she cried.

"Rukia…" he started, then remembering the events of the dance, "Where's Orihime? Ishida? Ulquiorra?" he looked around as if to see them there.

"Ichigo…" she mumbled into his chest, "Ichigo, it's been four days since the dance."

Had it really been four days? It seemed like he had only blinked.

"What happened…?"

"After you fell, Ishida attacked Ulquiorra and a fight broke out," she said, her voice cracking slightly, "Toshiro and Renji joined the fight and Chad helped me get you out of there. After that, I heard that Ulquiorra and Ishida were kicked out and Orihime was still in shock about what had happened. We rushed you to the hospital and…" she stopped and looked at Ichigo, tears falling fast down her face, "Ichigo, it's a miracle that you're here, alive."

He looked at her and wiped her tears with his good hand smiled, kissing her forehead. "Sorry to worry you, midget."

"If you weren't injured enough, I'd smack you so hard," she smiled and laughed as he flinched. He was relieved to see that she was ok enough to still consider hitting him senseless.

"How's Orihime doing?" he asked, brushing some hair out of his eyes.

Rukia looked down towards the ground and mumbled.

"Rukia, what's going on?" he raised an eyebrow, giving her a quizzical look.

"She's alright. We've talked to her quite a bit…" her voice trailed off as she saw the look on Ichigo's face that said something like, oh really now?

"Come on Rukia," he stated sternly, "What the hell is wrong with Orihime?

"Ichigo, you wouldn't understand!" she complained, sighing at his stupidity.

"Oh, and what wouldn't I understand about it?

"It's…" she tried to find a good way to explain it, "it's just a girl thing." Damn she hoped that would work.

"Girl thing? That's not the first time I've heard that. Now tell me what the hell is going on with Orihime before I go ballistic on you, midget!" he was getting rather loud while trying to get answers from Rukia.

Rukia rolled her eyes then looked back to a scowl on Ichigo's very handsome face. "You promise not to freak out if I tell you, Berry boy?"

"Yeah, yeah, just tell me what's wrong with her."

"She's… she's going out with Ulquiorra…" she whispered closing her eyes, shaking her head slightly.

"She's what?" he turned his head and yelped in pain, instantly reverting to lying down again.

"I told you not to freak out!" she glared at him.

"How can I not freak out? After all that's happened…" his voice slowly died off.

"I know she's ridiculous. She's so mad at Uryuu for hurting you and I guess that Ulquiorra was there for her, and…"

"I can't believe this…" he held his head, trying to get everything straight in his very confused mind.

"Ichigo…" she breathed, looking up at him, her eyes sparkling from the recent tears, "Ichigo…I…I love you."

"I love you too, Rukia." He smiled and leaned in to kiss her. It was like their first one, soft, passionate, loving. He locked lips with hers, feeling tears fall from her face onto his chest.

"MY SON IS IN LOOOOOVE!" A loud boom from the door being opened with a great amount of force quickly interrupted their moment by Ichigo's father. They quickly parted, both of them blushing madly. A fist hit Isshin Kurosaki's face dead on.

"Fast as ever, son!" exclaimed his overly excited father, smiling widely like an idiot.

"What kind of father does that to their son?" he asked in annoyance, the blush now fading away.

"It's not every day that I get to see my son in an intimate moment with a girl!" he said in a sing song voice that made Ichigo want to vomit.

"It's not every day you get to see Ichigo with a girl at all," he heard the annoyed voice of his younger sister, Karin followed by her twin, Yuzu.

"Karin, that's not very nice to Onii-chan," Yuzu pouted and hugged her brother tightly, crying slightly. Ichigo smiled and hugged Yuzu.

"Well, I guess I should be leaving now so I'll just be on my way…" her voice trailed as she was attacked by Mr. Kurosaki.

"Stay Miss Kuchiki! I don't want to see my future daughter-in-law to leave because we're having a family moment!" Isshin embraced Rukia as she was just about to leave. Her face looked like she was a deer in headlights. A deer that was in the headlights of a monster truck driven by Isshin Kurosaki.

"Future daughter?" Ichigo bellowed and tried to lunge towards his father, resulting in him crumbling in pain, back on the bed.

"Yes future daughter! Oh Masaki, You and I have both waited for the moment when our little strawberry would reproduce and give me tons and tons of little children running around!"

"Dad, when I'm better, you better watch your ass." Growled Ichigo, a murderous intent etched on his face.

"Son! You must embrace your love with Miss Rukia! Make me grandchildren at once!"

"You idiot!" Ichigo screamed as he again tried to sit up, but only causing more pain.

"Dad, that's not appropriate at all," scolded Yuzu, frowning at her father. She was still hugging Ichigo, half forcing him down to ensure that no further harm could come to him.

"Oh Yuzu! You're poor and innocent mind hasn't been exposed to such impurities such as the meaning of sex!" shouted Isshin, causing Karin to kick him in the stomach, glaring down at him.

"Is it me, Ichi-nii," Karin said as she was done glaring at her poor excuse of a father, "or has dad really lost it when it comes to parenting?"

Rukia had difficulty suppressing a laugh, covering her mouth and looking away from the grown man on the floor.

"I didn't really think that he had any knowledge when it comes to parenting in the first place, Karin," he said to Karin who laughed heartily with her brother.

Rukia inwardly smiled to herself as she saw Ichigo and his two sisters. She never really had a close relationship with Byakuya because of age difference and the fact that he was busy being the head of the Kuchiki franchises. She had always wanted to have a relationship with him like Karin and Yuzu did with Ichigo. She remembered vaguely of when she and Hisana would go in the front yard and play together, laughing and smiling. She remembered when she first met Byakuya, thinking he would be a stuck up guy who wasn't fun enough for someone like Hisana, but she soon found out that he was a kind, gentle person when it came to being with Hisana. She was pretty young when Hisana got married to Byakuya and barely remembered that she herself was the flower girl at their wedding. But one memory that stood out to her was when Hisana had died along with her parents, after all, she saw all three of them die right in front of her. They had gotten into a terrible car crash after a lovely dinner at a very fancy restaurant. Her parents were instantly killed but Hisana was injured pretty badly. She could remember the flashing lights of the ambulance, the sound of people rushing towards them. She saw Hisana on the ground, looking up to Byakuya and herself, smiling. Byakuya was holding her hand, crying hard with Rukia. She heard Hisana say, 'Byakuya, I love you. Please take care of Rukia like your own sister. And Rukia, please behave with Byakuya, trouble maker. I love you both.'

"Oi Rukia," she heard the sound of Ichigo's voice coming from a distance, "You alright? You've been crying. I told you, I'm fine."

She hadn't realized she had started crying because of the painful memories that she had because of her past. She quickly wiped the tears from her face and smirked at Ichigo.

"I'm fine, idiot. Just glad that you're ok."

"Good, I knew you cared about me," he smiled devilishly and laughed.

"Psh, I just didn't want to have to find another punching bag is all, Strawberry," she laughed as she saw the anger rise in his face, seeing a blush tint his cheeks.

"Hey!" he scowled, "if anyone's the punching bag here, it's you, midget!"

"Ha, you and I both know that you wouldn't dare hit a girl," she teased him, laughing to herself while witnessing the guy in front of her have a hissy fit over nothing.

"That's right, Ichigo," said Karin, glaring at him, "if you hit a girl, ever, you'd never hear the end of it from me."

"Oh, shut up Karin," Ichigo rolled his eyes, "you're just saying that."

Karin gave a glare to him and he instantly apologized. Rukia laughed and looked at her phone, realizing that it was already 2:35. She was five minutes late. Damn, if she hurried, she could get home by 2:45, about the time that Byakuya said he would be back. He'd kill her if she wasn't there before him.

Rukia looked out of the window, seeing Momo's car right outside. She smiled and looked at the Kurosaki's in front of her. Isshin had been like an uncle to her, always kind and sometimes a bit crazy but with the right intentions. Yuzu and Karin were like sisters or cousins to her. She always felt like a role model to them, Karin picking up on the more violent and assertive side and Yuzu took the kinder side. And Ichigo… Ichigo was like a very close brother, but also a friend, but now she felt very differently of him. About 2 weeks ago, she would have described him as a tall, fun, an idiot, annoying and a strawberry. Now if you asked her about Ichigo, she would say that he was handsome, tall, sweet, an idiot, sexy and a strawberry. Without the Kurosaki's in her life, she had no idea where she might be at this point.

"Yo Ichigo," she turned to face the strawberry who was wrestling with his younger sisters, "I gotta fly. I'll see you later."

"Yeah, I'll see you later midget," he laughed as Karin had attacked him from behind while Rukia had temporarily distracted him. She laughed at this and headed out the door, quickly giving Mr. Kurosaki a hug. She was very thankful to have all of them in her life.

Well? How was it? Probably not worth the wait. But I have inspiration for the next chapter because it's basically almost done! In the future there MAY be a failed attempt lemon. My new fic will be posted once the first chapter is done and that will be awhile because it will be one very long chapter, probably around 7,000 something words perhaps, if I can get that far. I hope so! I keep writing crappy and short chapters, but I'm getting better. I swear, I'll update sooner!