My very first Fan-fiction story (so go easily on my… And yes, I know my grammar is really bad). But my friend Animallover1919 (another Fan-fiction writer) helped me proof it. Please show her credit by reading her FanFic. Stories.

A/N: The first two chapters of "His Fangs," are more of an introduction (prolog) for people that don't know much about Bleach. As the story goes on it will become less descriptive and more flowing. Also every chapter will start or end with some sort of noise (Chp. 1: Beep Beep. Chp. 2: Knock Knock), I will also include the chapters name or stories name in bold. So keep your eyes open to these things (think of it as a game of Hide-en-seek).

His Fangs

Chapter 2: Her Gaze

Knock Knock ----- Knock Knock

"Miss Kuchiki, are you awake?" Knocked Rukia's personal maid, Soi Fong.

The raven, haired teen flickered her eyes open at the sound of banging on her, doubled-door, bedroom. Is it morning already? I just went to bed like…an hour ago… right? Rukia yawned as she rolled over in the king sized bed, squeezing her giant "Chappy" rabbit stuffed animal.

"No, I'm not," Rukia answered back sarcastically, as she curled up her small body into a ball. Chuckling, could be heard from her maid as she entered the enormous room.

"Good Morning Miss Kuchiki," Soi said cheerfully at the front of Rukia's bed, giving a bow. Then walked over to the bedrooms large window and pulled opened the long red, velvet curtains. The sunlight filled the room, giving the room's fancy furniture color again.

"I don't want to get up!" wined the "tired" teen, as she pulled her silky, red sheets over her raven hair.

"Oh? Is that so? Well, I guess then, you don't mind being late for the first day of school either?" Soi teased, going into Rukia's walk-in-wardrobe in search of the Karakura High school uniform.

With that, Rukia shot up flinging her covers off, grabbing her red robe off the clothes hanger, and dashed to the bathroom next to her closet. School!? I total forgot! The small teen moaned, and took her gray uniform for her waiting maid (who just came out of the long closet).

"Thanks," Rukia said to Soi on the other side of the closed door.

"My pleasure, Miss Kuchiki. Now don't be late for breakfast… either," the maid grinned, as Rukia peaked her face out and stuck her tongue out.

"Yes, Yes. I'm just going to take a quick bath. I'll be down in few minutes," Rukia said shutting the door again and turning on the water to her Jacuzzi.

"Is Rukia up?" Byakuya asked in a cold tone, staring at Soi coming down their winding (red) stairs.

"Ye…Yes Sir. She is… She'll be down shorty," Soi replied nervouly, giving a bow. Why does he have to be so cold in the morning… Heck, he's cold all the time! It creeps me out! Soi sighted trying to keep a straight face.

"I see," said the long, black haired man, staring into the maids blue eyes showing no emotion at all. Soi could feel herself shiver as goosebumps ran down her spine.

As soon as the noble man turned toward the dining room, Soi sprinted back up the stairs for no reason but to escape his scary presences.

The bathroom was covered in warm steam with a lingering sent of roses in the air from a flickering candle.

Breathing in the sweet sensation, Rukia slipped in. Eyes shut she sunk deeper in the soft bubbley water. It felt so good to take a hot bath and relax her tense body. Suddenly moving all the way from America to Japan for her brothers job, was a rather big turn on. The whole week, they spent moving into their new mansion, and rehiring new maid, cooks, chauffeur driver… The list goes on… Rukia sighed, she was rather happy she still had her personal maid, Soi. Most of their former maids remained in the Kuchiki old mansion; reason being they didn't want to leave their families in America.

Climbing out the soapy water, the drowsy teen grabbed a red towel and began to dry her wet raven hair. Why do we have to move so often? IT's so exhausting…Rukia thought outloud, as she began to dress. But what can you expect from being adopted as part of the noble Kuchihi clan? And having a brother that is head of the major transportional centers in the world!? This time he was needed in Japan and oh lucky me, had to be dragged along as usual…

The Raven Head finished dressing, combed her hair neatly and add a touch of lavender perfum. Glancing over at her make-up shelf (which she never used), she spotted her favorite lip-gloss only from America. Pink, strawberry lip-gloss was added to the teens small lips with a smack at the end. Rukia reseved it on her 15th birthday from her best friend and would only use it on special occasion. First day of school is a special event, so why not? She left her bathroom and headed down stair for breakfest.

"Good morning, Nii-sama," Rukia said while entering their dinining room, then giving a bow.

Byakuya stared at his adopted sister from head to toe coldly (as usual), then back to his newspaper. Not good… he's pissed! Even though her brother was always cold and emotionless, she could tell when he was "really" upset. She also knew why he was upset.

Flash Back

"Rukia please come into my office,"Byakuya motioned her to follow him into his box filled office.

"Coming, Nii-sama," Rukia replied setting down a box at the foot of the mansion stair. Then quickly going after her brother down the hall, after telling one of the moving men to take her box upstairs.

"I'll get right to the point, Rukia... This Monday, you will be starting a private boarding school in --"

"Broading school!?" Rukia interrupted her brother with yell. "We just moved here and your already kicking me out of the house for school!?" The furiost teen glared coldly at the man, that was now sending it back. "Why can't I just go to the local Karakura school like a normal kid?" Rukia said crossing her arms.

"Because…" Byakuya paused. Glaring with intensity so cold it would melt anyone in his presence.

"Because you're not a normal kid. You're a noble. Meaning you must attend the best schools, and get a good education so you can take over the Kuchiki business some day… and" pausing again, but looking away from her gaze. "I want the best for you, too," Byakuya said firmly not looking up.

"But, Nii-sama if you want the best for me, then why won't you listen to what I want… I don't want to move again… I don't want to move from you…" Rukia squeaked in a whisper, clutching her hands into a fists.

"Rukia I can't do…" Rukia didn't waste time to hear the rest, as she darted out of the office, and up to her room.

End of Flash Back

In the end Rukia didn't come out of her room for the whole day, until her brother agreed to send her to Karakura High.

"Mr. Kuchiki- Kun, the limo driver is ready," said rushed Hitsgaya Toushiro, the Kuchiki's messenger boy and schedule planner. Toushiro was a short, young man (which he didn't like to admit) with pure white hair, teal eyes, and a brain too big for his head. He too, like Soi, decided to move to Japan with us.

Byakuya got up from the table, grabbed his black suit coat and plopped the newspaper back on the table. Toushiro handed him his leather brief-case, gave a bow, and left quickly to his next task.

"Rukia I have a business meeting in Honshu. When I return this Saturday, I want you to give me a full report of your school," Byakuya commanded, not even looking at his sister.

"Yeah… Bye to you too," Rukia grunted, turning back to her pancakes.

"Rukia-san, do you want more tea," asked Yamada Hanatarou, their new chief.

"Oh, no thanks, I need to get to school," The raven hair teen replied to the dark, blue haired chief.

"So… you excited for the first day of school?" Asked Rukia's personal chauffer driver, Hisagi Shuuhei. Rukia in the back of the limo glanced up to see Shuuhei cruises eyes in the rear-view mirror staring at her.

"I guess so… I mean I don't know really. This is my first time going to a local school…" The teen chuckled little while fiddling with a strand of hair in her fingers.

"I see. Well, we're here. You sure you don't want me to walk you in?" said the black spiky haired man, as he turned around in his seat to his passenger. Rukia could now see the "69" tattoo on his face and wonder why it had to be 69. Why not "15," or "90," or… Why does he even have a tattoo on his face anyways!? Rukia found herself being frustrated at the thought.

"Uh… no, I'm fine. Thanks anyways..." Rukia's eye twitched, trying not to look at his face.

"Miss Kuchiki Rukia, are you?" said a rather old lady, behind a desk in the Karakura High school office.

Rukia noticed how the lady raised an eyebrow when she read the word "Kuchiki" off the file. Oh boy, looks like I'm known in other places besides rich schools…sigh

"Yes, that's me," Rukia put on a fake smile.

"Second floor, room 125 on the left. Can't miss it. It's the noisiest class in the school." The old hag (Rukia renamed her) pointed a finger to the stairs across the hallway not even looking up at her. Great… Another rich kid hater… Rukia grumped mentally, still having a fake smile plastered on her face, as she thanked the Jerk, and headed to the stair case.

Once up the stairs, the raven head heard a bunch of noises coming from non-other-than class 125. Taking a deep breath, the nervous teen proceeded down the hall to her class of doom.

"You must be the new transfer-student in my class," said a sudden voice next to Rukia (which gave the her a heart-attack.)

"Uh… I am? I mean, yes! Right?" said a very, startled new student.

"Yes, you are. I'm Mrs. Misato Ochi. And you probably could guess which class is mine." She said with a vein popping on her head, seeing that a riot was breaking out in her classroom.

Just down the hall…

A late orange, haired vampire had just entered room 125 in a rush.

"Anyways, wait right here, and I'll call you in when I calm down the class," Mrs Misato continued, as she walked into the room, leaving a dumfounded Rukia alone in the hall.

After a minute she heard a bunch of groans, then yelling from the teacher followed by silences. Ok Rukia, you can do this. Just put a smile and… Rukia was interrupted by her name being call to enter the room.

Opening the door then shutting it slowly, she made her way next to the teacher. Then she faced the class trying her best to avoid any eye contact. The whole class was whispering to one another, and a few "woos" were heard from the guys (making it even harder to keep a smile on). Great I have a class full of perverted guys…

"Hello, my name is Kuchiki Rukia. It's a pleasure to meet all of you," she said facing the class and giving a bow. Looking at the class again, the petite teen caught something bright orange near the back that she didn't see when first entering. Relizing it was someones hair, Rukia smiled (a real smile) and chuckled inside. How could I miss such loud hair!? Her smile kept growing, until she met the owners eyes. Rukia could feel her cheeks warm up as she found his amber eyes were looking right into hers. But his expression was one not of happy, but shocked, maybe even sacred… but why?

"Lets see, why don't you sit next to Ichigo-san in the back. Theirs an open desk to the left of him." Mrs. Misato pointed to the person Rukia was gazing at.

"O-ok…" Rukia stammered, as she walked down a row to her new desk. Noticing his eyes becoming wider, as she came closer to him and his mouth was opening as if he couldn't breath, and… is that a fang?

Suddenly, Rukia had a smirk desplayed on her face as she stoped in front of Ichigo's desk. Remembering that many times people would mistake her as a real Kuchiki because of her gaze, that could easily match Byakura's cold ones. Is this boy scared of me? Hehehe (Rukia's evil inner concionces) I wonder how he would look after I messed with him…

"It's a pleasure to sit next to you… Carrot-top," Rukia said as sweetly as she could, adding a curtsey at the end. She watched as his mouth shut and turned into a deep scowl. His eyebrow begain to twich. He was pissed. Rukia could tell, as he stared daggers at her. She was enjoying this very much still smiling sweetly (having a evil grin inside).

"The pleasure is mine… Midget!" the Carrot-top retored, smirking as he watched the girls face in front of him drop.

Rukia face burned red with anger. Stealing his scowl, she resisted the urge to punch him seeing he was about to break out laughting. This was not suppoes to happen, seeing her plan totally back-fired.

Spining around gracefuly, she sat down at her desk; legs, arms crossed and nose pointed up in the air with her eyes closed. She gave a small "mmph." How dare he insult me! A kuchiki?! This only means war! I will never lose to a low life like him!

Opening her eyes and turning her head towards him, she whispered so only he could hear.

"Strawberry!"

Oh, my... They're already fighting! How cute! I hoped you enjoyed Chp. 2!

A/N: "Red" is the Kuchiki's mansions color (which I hoped you noticed). And "ichigo" means strawberry. But when broken up, it mean's "One Who Protects" (being that Ichigo is a guy in my story, and "ichigo" is a girls name, he is give the meaning "one who protects." ) But Rukia thinks "strawberry" is a much better meaning for Ichigo (she going to have alot of fun driving him crazy) hehehehe...