VII. Be OK


This isn't fair.

What is the matter with some men? Hasn't anyone with a penis ever heard of privacy?

I sunk deeper into my bubble bath until the water and bubbles were up to my bottom lip, leaving my mouth with some taste of soap.

"Kurosaki Ichigo I advise you to get out of this bathroom now before you're missing your eyes, your ears, and your nine fingers and your ten toes." I warned him, my face red from embarrassment.

Today Ichigo didn't look so well. Or no, since the day he came and interrupted my date with Seiji he said he hadn't been feeling well. I didn't believe him at first because I thought he was just whining. That idiot.

"What? I thought I had ten fingers? And shut up, I need some Pepto. My stomach is feeling funny." He said, opening the mirror cabinet above the bathroom sink.

I sighed.

Lately Ichigo has constantly walked in on me while I'm changing, taking a bath or anything that has to do with privacy.

At first I got angry about it and it kind of made me self-conscious, but now a week and a half after he started it, I'm strangely comfortable with it.

This is strange to me because I don't wholly understand why Ichigo is doing this at all. Maybe he just thinks it's all right to walk in on your best friend while she's changing or doing something that's supposed to be private.

I don't know.

"Ichigo your thumbs don't count as fingers." I stated to him, watching him rummage around the cabinet, knocking down other bottles in the process.

He kept looking through the cabinet, seeming to get irritated by not finding it yet. "Why not? It's just a stubbier version of all the other fingers, and where the hell is the Pepto or else you're gonna find the toilet filled with vomit."

My nose scrunched up in disgust. "Yuck Ichigo, don't do that here, I'm taking a bath. Mind you, I'm a lady who's naked, so get out." I flicked some water and bubbles at him but he didn't seem to notice. "By the way blind boy, the bottle's on the fifth shelf next to the tweezers."

Ichigo found it and frowned at me. "I knew that. And hush shorty, it's not like I haven't seen you naked before, 'sides, it's not like there's much to see anyway." He opened the lid to the bottle and started drinking the pink medicine as if it were water to a dehydrated person.

Yes. It's true. Ichigo has seen me naked before, but like so many things that's happened to us; it was on accident.

"You little—as a matter of fact I do have quite a body. You're just blinded by huge boobs and big butts on other women to even notice my wonderful slender curves." I stated knowingly about myself.

Pink liquid came spitting out of Ichigo's mouth and he started laughing out loud like what I said was the funniest thing he ever heard.

"Get out!" I screamed at him, my face turning redder by the moment. "You stupid arrogant, son of a—"

"Now now Rukia," Ichigo said, interrupting my ranting. " Don't talk about Renji that way." There was a small hint of a playful smile on his face.

Instead of getting out like I told him to, he decided to sit on the toilet seat, pushing off my clothes that were lying on it.

He took another swig of the Pepto and grinned at me.

"If you drink too much of that you'll be even more sick you know." I informed him, hoping he would stop drinking that stuff. In all honesty Pepto Bismol is most definitely something I would not enjoy drinking, and watching him drink it like it was something good made my stomach queasy. "This isn't funny. You drinking that nasty pink stuff and sitting on the toilet watching me is just freaky. If I had the phone with me at the moment I'd have you arrested for sexual harassment and…other stuff."

Ichigo snorted and rolled his eyes. "For what? Sitting and having a nice conversation with you while your taking a bath? I don't think I'm molesting you now am I?"

The corners of my lips went down slightly. "With your eyes you are."

"With my eyes?" He asked incredulously. "Is that even possible?"

My cheeks turned red again. "Of course it is."

Ichigo rolled his eyes. "You're nuts, you know that?"

I smiled. "Nah, if I was how could I possibly keep you in check? I think if I were I'd be running around making babies with a person I don't even know."

A laugh erupted from Ichigo. "Is that what you think crazy people do Rukia?"

"No—Change of subject; so since you're sick and all, I'll be going grocery shopping today then."

Ichigo stared down at me from his spot on the toilet seat. "Nope, sorry midget, we're going to my dads today. I think we owe him a visit."

I looked up at him. "What? But that's not cool, I wanted to go grocery shopping with the old ladies there."

Ichigo snorted. "No, you're coming with me to have some family time with us."

"No." I said, staring at him determinedly.

"Yes." He retorted back.

After about three minutes of arguing with him I sighed heavily and finally gave in. "Now get out, I have to get dressed."

He didn't budge and just smirked at me.

"Look you perv, I know you're just wanting to see my rockin' bod, but lord help me if you don't get out in the next five seconds I'll hunt you down and make you wish you don't have a penis. Now, out!"

Ichigo's smirk grew wider and he lazily got up with his Pepto bottle in hand and walked out the bathroom, leaving the door wide open.

"You ass!" I screamed at him.

I still write every so often. I'd say once every two weeks.

My love story is getting me confused so I've decided to stop writing it.

So far I think it doesn't make sense at all.

I guess like everything else.

-

While in high school I used to go to Ichigo's family clinic/ house so much that it was practically twenty-four seven.

To be honest I hated mentioning my house to anyone. Or no…that's much less of what I lived in.

It was a mansion. My family was, and still is, incredibly rich.

I hated having people over and seeing their shocked expressions at how large my family's mansion was. It was embarrassing. And I was not the type at all to brag about how rich I was.

So therefore, I spent a lot of time at the Kurosaki household. They didn't mind though. At least I think they didn't.

Why am I not living it up in some fancy rich and expensive condominium right now? Because I didn't want to.

I wanted to live comfortably, without any maids or servants; just with my best friend.

Byakuya still doesn't like Ichigo at all.

While in middle school, during the time I hated Ichigo, I used to tell Byakuya how angry and annoyed I was with Ichigo. So after Ichigo became my new friend Byakuya didn't understand why I wanted to be with him so much.

Back then I didn't know why either. I still kind of don't know why now.

"You didn't forget the keys did you?" I asked Ichigo as we walked out of my car, towards his family's clinic.

Ichigo drove today.

I actually hate how Ichigo drives. It drives me nuts and scares the crap out of me. Honestly, I swear he thinks he's speed racer or something. We could be on a highway and the speed limit could be forty-five and Ichigo would be going around sixty or higher.

Ichigo dug through his pockets and pulled out a pair of silver keys. "Not this time."

I sighed. "That's good."

"Rukia!" Cried Yuzu as she came running out the front door to hug me.

I hugged her back with a bright smile.

"I've missed you so much." She said, her head in my shoulder and her words coming out a bit muffled.

I looked down at and hugged her tighter. "I've missed you too. And jeez have you gotten old Yuzu. I think your boobs might be bigger than mine." I said jokingly.

Yuzu blushed and Ichigo said, "Everyone's boobs are bigger than yours, even my dads I bet."

Before I could even hit Ichigo in the face Isshin came springing at me, giving me a bear hug.

"Rukia!" He cried out happily with tears in his eyes. "I thought my stupid ignorant son lost you and that we'd never see you again!"

I laughed, trying to breathe. "H-hello!"

Ichigo made his dad let go of me and let me breathe, except there was a tiny scowl on his face.

Karin was standing at the door with an amused smile on her face. "Hey Rukia."

I smiled at her and Yuzu grabbed my hand, pulling me inside their house.

"Are you hungry?" She asked, her smile bright and happy. "I can make you something if you'd like!"

"Sure, I didn't get a chance to have lunch before we came here so that sounds great." I looked around the room and found that the house still looked the same as it had the last time I visited.

Karin stood beside me and watched her sister walk around the kitchen looking for utensils. "Yuzu's missed cooking for you and Ichigo you know."

I grabbed her shoulder and squeezed. "Well I've missed her cooking and all of you."

She looked up at me and gave a tiny smile. "Yeah."

"So Rukia! What brings this dear visit from you and Ichigo?" Isshin asked, popping out of nowhere.

I took a step back from surprise and walked into Ichigo's chest. "Ah, sorry Ichigo." I said, turning around to face him.

He put his hand on my head and faced his dad with a scowl on his face.

My face heated up a little and I tried to answer Isshin's question, facing him. "Well I'm not really sure Isshi—"

"Papa!" He corrected me. "Remember? I want you to call me Papa!"

I blinked and gave a tiny smile. "Fine Papa. But I don't why Ichigo and I are here though."

"Look dad, why should Rukia call you her dad? We're not even related to her." Ichigo said, fiddling with a strand of hair on my head.

Isshin looked up at him. "Yes, but Ichigo she will soon be once you marry her!"

Immediately my face turned the color of a tomato and I was thankful Ichigo didn't see my face at all.

Ichigo seemed unfazed by it, or he didn't seem to care what his father said.

Isshin has said things like this before, but thinking about what he says now I get so embarrassed and I'm amazed how Ichigo and I acted fine about it back then. Ichigo still seems to act the same way about it though.

"Issh—Papa, that's impossible." I joked. "Ichigo is always going around making out with girls from bars and clubs on my couch."

Isshin gasped and looked mortified at my words. "My son, how dare you!"

I laughed and walked out of Ichigo's hand on my head that seemed to stiffen. "Do you need some help Yuzu?"

She nodded and gave a welcoming smile.

"Don't burn anything now Rukia." Said Karin, standing beside me again.

"Bye you guys." I said, exiting the house and waving goodbye to them after we all hugged.

"Bye Rukia, by Ichigo!" Shouted Yuzu and Isshin in unison. Karin just waved.

Isshin ran to Ichigo's side and whispered something in his ear that made him blush and beat up his father.

"But Papa loves you!" Isshin wailed as Ichigo kept kicking him.

After a while the Kurosaki family, minus Ichigo, went back inside their home and shut the door.

I was surprised when Ichigo didn't walk towards the car and ended up walking on the sidewalk, away from it.

"Hey, where are you going?"

He turned around and faced me, grabbing my wrist and at the same time pulling me closer to him, making me blush.

"Why're you such a loud mouth Rukia?" He asked, a bit rudely, pulling me closer until I was face to chest with him.

I looked up at him and snickered, the redness in my cheeks fading. "What, did I say something wrong to your father about you?"

Ichigo looked down at me and scowled. "Yes you did. You made me sound like a whore." His eyebrows were knitted together in a funny manner.

The word whore made me giggle and stepped back a bit so I wasn't that close to him.

"Why I only told the truth you know." I said condescendingly, smiling as he seemed to get more irritated.

His scowl deepened and he grabbed my cheeks, stretching them out and making them red.

"I don't do stuff like that on your couch all the time."

I snorted. "Okay."

He let go of my cheeks and started for the car, leaving me to rub my soar face.

"You're like a pregnant woman sometimes Ichigo. Honestly, this morning you were drinking Pepto and acting creepy and now you're all angry. Did some diseased animal crawl up your as—"

He turned around to face me and put a finger to my lips and shut his eyes, interrupting me for the billionth time in this one day. "Shut up."

I frowned at him. "That isn't a very nice way to tell someone to b—"

He sneezed. In my face.

He sneezed in my face.

Ichigo sneezed in my face.

For a second I just stood there and blinked, while all he did was sniff.

"I think I have a cold Rukia." He said innocently.

That's it.

I punched him in the nose and he shouted out: "Dammit not again Rukia!"

A/N:I think I'm brain dead.

Haha, no seriously though. I probably am. Umm…was this worth waiting for? I have no idea. All I did was feel bad for making people wait and wrote a chapter that made me think , what hell, just update bish.

But did you guys like it?

Off topic, but I feel like mentioning stuff about reviews: I'm actually kind of annoyed and upset about this, because I found out that I have quite a few many readers, but not all of them review, and I have quite a few people that have added this story to their alerts and favorites, but uh not all of them tell me what they think or review. I mean it wouldn't hurt to be like, hey this wasn't that bad yo. Or just gimme a smiley face that makes me giggle. You know? It'd just be a little encouraging and make me wanna update this more.

Oh and about the OOC-ness. Err let's just say I don't really care. Since this is my story I'm writing Ichigo as how I kinda want him to be if he was uber super duper best friends with Rukia. So yah.

Anyway, I've got finals coming up, so I doubt I'll update anytime soon. I dunno. And the reason this chapter was like shiett was coz I've been very distracted by too many things and everyone is convinced I'm gonna fail my finals. Boooo. Not cool man. I need a brain fo rizzle.

Uhhhh...hopefully some people liked it. Sorry fellas if it wasn't too…uhh I don't think I have word.

Laziness is like seeping into my mind.

Bye bye! Review if you'd like. It'd make me feel better and wish for a better fridge.

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