Grrr, this chapter took a bit of time and thinking. I have been having a lot of writers blocks right now, so sorry if this chapter isn't that great. I might have to take a short break from this story and work on a new story idea I have.

Everyone, I am soo sorry it took a long to update. I know I said I would it up in a week (which was last week) but I total lost interest in it, and I been feeling ill lately.

But please enjoy it now!

A/N: This chapter will summarize a little of the last chapter. I also gave up on the noise affect thing for this chapter. Maybe I will add on the next.

His Fangs

Chp. 5: Class Rep.

"Have a good day at school," Shuuhei called out from the black limo's window, to Rukia's retreating form.

"Yeah… Thanks," The raven head waved to her driver, lazily. I'll try…Rukia sighed, her shoulders slouching. It's been long week, and the sad thing is its still a Thursday. One more day, and it will be over.

It had been four days since she started in her new school, "Karakura High." Also, being the four days, since having that frightful dream about a certain Carrot-top. Even though it was just a dream, Rukia thought she should be a bit cautious around him, but why…? She questioned herself; vampires are not real… are they? It boiled down, she decided to avoid him as much as possible and wear a golden cross to play it safe. Fate wasn't on her side though, and even if it was, there was a desk next to him, that she had to sit at for the whole school day. The cross didn't have any affect on him when he got to close, in fact she was sure he never noticed it either.

The petite girl gave a long sigh, as she walked down the long, empty hall to her noisy class. Stopping at the door of the room, Rukia yanked on the necklace, breaking the chain in the back. Staring at the golden cross in her hand, she muttered a curse at it, and threw it in near by trash can, then entered the sliding door. She didn't care if it was worth 50 bucks or more, it was driving her crazy. They're no such things as vampires, Rukia scowled, finally making up her mind. That thing caused her plenty trouble, just nonsense, stupid cross.

"Good Morning everyone," She said cheerfully, turning her scowl up-side-down into a (fake) smile.

"My Rukia… You keep looking lovelier everyday!" Keigo exclaimed from his desk.

"She's not yours," Tatsuki hissed, smacking the back of Keigo's head to his desk.

"That's right Kuchiki-san, your mine, not his," Honsho Chizurusquealed, grabbing Rukia by the waist from behind, giving her a big hug. Chizuru was the class lesbian girl, who had freaky red glasses that came out to points at the ends. Rukia hated, well… hate is a strong word, more like dislike, a lot…Rukia mind complacated, as she tried to squeeze out of the girls arms. Why did she have to be one of the victums of this torture.

Flash Back

At lunch on the first day of school…

"Hello everyone, I decided to have lunch with ya'll today!" Chizuru cheered, skipping towards the group from the schools roof door. Rukia noticed everyone gave a loud groan and the boys began to scoot away from the girls.

"Oh, hello Honsho-san," Orihime smiled kindly at the girl that sat down next to her. Rukia also noted that Inoue was the only one who said "hello" back.

"Awwww, Hime, your soo…"

"Don't even think about it," Tatsuki foot met Chizuru face, before she could finish her sentence and hug the "innocent" Inoue. The guys sweat-dropped and continued to munch on their lunch. The raven head just sat there, blinking, wondering what just happened.

"Kuchiki-san are you one of my Hime's friends too?" Chizuru suddenly asked, sitting up, and wipping the shoe print off her face.

"I…guess…"

"Well, of course you are. All Hime's friends are cute, but Hime is the cutest," Chizure answered for the confused Rukia. The petite teen could see the red head gaze travel up and down her body. Rukia felt as if she was naked and wanted to cover herself up, but with what? She was already wearing clothes…

Suddenly Rukia's chest (breast) was grabbed by both of Chizuru's hands. She froze at the contact, as her eyes grew wide with surprise and shock.

"Mmmm," She heard the said person, who still had a grip on her, pout. "Your's are not as great as my Hime's, but yours are still cute." Rukia (still frozen) jaw became agape, as everyone stared at her. Ichigo's face became red and looked away when he noticed she was looked his way, causing her face to turn shades too. She really felt naked now…

End of Flash Back

Luckly, Tatsuki saved Rukia from being further hugged, and embaressed by punching the girl's lights out. Then, dragging the dazed girl back to class to stay for lunch peroid. Chizuru pretty much stayed away from Rukia for rest of the week, till now…The Raven head, mouth began to growl, at the desturbing contact again.

"Let go of her, you homo," Tatsuki fummed, and pulled Chizuru away by her ear, leaving Rukia to be free to move to her desk finally. Thanks…Rukia smiled at Tatsuki who was scolding the parenoid girl. Though no one ever said it, Rukia was glad Tatsuki was a tomboy. She had the guts to stand up to anyone, even people twice her size, to protect her friends. She was like a bodyguard for the girls in the class.

Just then, everyones favorite Carrot-top walked in, and sat down at his desk, resting his head on his palm. Rukia could tell he was peeking at her from the corner of his eye at her.

"Ya'no, you could at least say 'good morning,' han just staring at me, Berry-boy, " Rukia teased, leaning towards him in her chair. His famous scowl, dug deeper in his face, as he tried to face forward.

"Good morning, Midget," Ichigo smirked, glancing at her for a second, to see a frown being formed on her lips. I should of kept that necklace, and shove it down his throat. I bet he would of noticed it then…Rukia leaned away from the boy, gritting her teeth. But little did Rukia know, was this Berry-boy knew all about the necklace. Even when she throw it away just a few minutes ago. He was watching her very carefuly since the unexpected meeting at Urahara-san shop. Ichigo didn't know where the rumor came from, that crosses kept vampires away from one who possessed it, but he was worried when he saw it around her neck one morning. He was afraid she suspected him as a vampire, and would tell others about it. After she went into the class room, Ichigo fished out the golden cross from the trash, having an idea in mind to save his identity.

"Hey Pip-squick, I saw this in the trash in the hall, is it yours?" Ichigo asked, trying to keep a straight face (inside he was grinning an evil smile), as up pulled the necklace out from his pocket, for her to see. Shock was written across her face, as she took the necklace from his hand, staring at the object then back at the grinning boy. Bingo! Ichigo's mind shouted with success. Crosses don't affect me at all, and I'm a vampire. But she doesn't know that! His grin kept growning ear-to-ear when he heard her murmurer a confused "thanks."

"Take your seat, and shut your traps," The teacher blared from the front of the room, grabbing everyones attention at once. " The presidential voting for the school is complete… And we all know who won…."

"Cough, stupid. Cough, Quincy. Cough," Ichigo faked cough, causing the class to laugh at his funny jester. Rukia saw Ishida twitch infront of her. Quincy…?

"Anyways, Ishida please come up here and explain about the next voting issue," Ochi yawned, sitting down at her desk.

"I want to thank you all for voting for me, as part of the Quincy Clan, for president of the school," Ishida shot Ichigo a glare, then continued. "The vice president and I decided to make repersentatives for each class, so we can hear people complaints, and ideas to make this school a better environment for students to learn. So do was have any nominees for class Rep.?"

"Uh… I nominate… Kurosaki-kun," Orihime shot up from her seat, blushing, as she looked down at her two index fingers poking together.

"Ok, any others?" The Quincy asked, looking out over the class. Wait…Was I just nominated? Ichigo finnaly relized, looking up at the class (which was looking at him). Just then Chad stood up before Ichigo could protest about his sudden duty.

"I nominate, Kuchiki-san as well," The giant said calmly, taking his seat, not paying attention to all the surprised students looking at him. Holy cow! Did he just say a sentence in front of the class!? Every bodys mind screamed, as they picked up their jaws off the floor.

"Thank you Chad," Ishida said in a eerie tone. Wait, wait! Why Rukia? And why is no one else being nominated? Ichigo watched as the school's president push up his glasses, causing the light to reflect off of the lenses, hiding his eyes. Uh oh… He's planning something, and I do not like it… Ichigo could feel a wave of sinister thoughts (most likely about him) flow over him from the smirking Quincy. Oh, boy…

Lunch time, on the roof…

"So Kuchiki-san, are you excited to become our class rep. tomorrow?" Tatsuki bounced Rukia with the questioned, as she took a big bite of her snackwich.

"I guess. This is all so sudden, and I'm not sure if I can prepare a good enough speech in time for the voting tomorrow…" Rukia frowned, as she fiddled with her juice-box. Truth be told, Rukia was not expecting to vote (reason being she really didn't know anyone yet) more or less, be one of the canidades either. Could she take this big responsibility on? I never done anyting like this in my old schools, why was I even chosen? No one even knows me… Rukia moaned to herself.

"You don't have to say anything, then everyone will vote for me. Even if you did, who would want to vote for a stupid midget such as yourself. You can't even open a juice-box," Challenged the Carrot-top, next to the steaming raven head. Rukia relized she had been poking the straw all over the box in frustration, while she was thinking.

"What!?" Rukia barked, and chucked the box at his head. Ichigo caught it before it made a nice apple-juice sent to him (if it hit his head and exploded), and poked the straw in the hole and give it back to her, with a mocking smile on his face. "I think its you who should back down. Who would vote for a person with bleached hair, and a scowl deeper than the sea? You already got enough attention, why want more?" Rukia teased, making slurping noises with her straw.

"Why you little-"

"Biscuit?" Inoue asked, holding out a ackword pices of bread to the fighting teens. Both sweat-dropped at the timing of her question, but turned away and contiuned their bickering. "I take that as a 'no'," Inoue murmured, eatting the strange bread herself.

"I will never lose to you, freak!"

"You shouldn't lie, you could lose friends. Oh, wait you don't have any!"

"Your the lier here!"

"Well, at least I have friends!"

"Oh, You just amitted you lie! Ha!"

Flames were burning around the heated (future) couple, as they grabbed each others shirt collars, knocking heads together. Each hissed in the others face, glaring intensity at the others eye. It was amazing how cold looking Rukia's eyes were in this heated fight. No, not the eyes… Too late, Ichigo heart crashed hard against his rib cage. Releasing her collar, and scooting away, Ichigo covered his eiger mouth with his hand. He could tell she was a bit surprised at his sudden movement, but broke the contact with her by looking away to try to calm his tingling fangs down.

"Whats wrong with you? Are you hiding something… in your mouth?" Rukia asked, still angered, tryed to pry his hand off his mouth. Ichigo tightly sealed his mouth shut, when she managed to pull his hand away from his head. Why does he keep putting his hand over his mouth? Bad breath? It's driving me crazy, he's been doing it for the whole week!

"Open your mouth," Rukia demanded, trying to opening his mouth, but he had his hands around her wrist and holding them above her head.

"Jeez, get a room you two," Tatsuki laughed, causing everyone around her to giggle as well. That's when Ichigo and Rukia could see that they were in most awkward position. Both teens blushed, considering that Rukia was sitting on Ichigo's chest and had her face an inch away from his, and he had her wrist behind her back (making it look like a hug). Rukia leaped off of the still red boy, like a negative-negative magnet. When will this week end…? They thought in unison, rubbing their heads, and giving a long sigh.

Kuchiki mansion, after school…

"I'm home…" Ruia heaved, dropping her bag on the marble floor and leaning against a white piller.

"Welcome home Rukia-san. How was your day?" Soi asked, coming down the stairs, and picking up the teens belongings. Rukia gave her a pleading look, of I-don't-want-to-talk-about-it. The maid just smiled and nodded, then turned back up the stairs.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Rukia your brother is home, and would like to see you in his office as soon as possible," Soi called over her should to Rukia below her.

"Nii-sama, is home? I thought he was coming back this Saturday," The confused teen asked.

"It seems things were settled quickly in Honshu, so he come home earlier."

"Oh…"

Byakuya's office …

"Welcome home Nii-sama," Rukia entered his dim office, giving a bow to the man in the black suit.

"Welome home Rukia," He said slowly. "How is school going? Any troubles?

Rukia wasn't sure really how to answer. It's not like she can just say "it's fine," her brother would never except that. But, really, how has school been going? She hasn't really thought of it that much. It was pretty much like her other schools she been too, except that freaken Carrot-top… Nevermind about that, he's not important right now… Rukia had to please her cold brother with something or she wouldn't be able to stay in that there.

"School has been going well, my grades are excellent. I'm making many friends, and I was nominated as a class representative. The election will be held tomorrow morning. I plan to win, and make a difference in my class," Rukia stated proudly, tooking a deep breath (she said it all in one breath), and tried to search for approval in her brothers eyes.

"Very well. It seems this school will work out for you. I wish you best of luck on the election," Byakuya spoke sternly, turning his chair around to his computer.

"Thank you Nii-sama," said a cheeriful Rukia, giving one last bow, then left to her room. Now to prepare for that speech…

Ichigo's room, 9:30 pm…

Tap… Tap… Tap…

"Ugh, will you stop that tapping, it's really annoying," Kon hissed, from Ichigo's bed.

"If you don't like it, then get out," Ichigo spat back at the cat from his desk. Ichigo sat there in a daze, tapping his pencil on his blank paper, trying to think of something to write, but what? I didn't even want to do this anyways…

"What ever, just quit it soon, I want to get some shut-eye…"

Next day at school, in the morning…

"Good morning everyone! Mrs. Ochi sensie will be late this morning, so I will sub this class until her return," Ishida commented in front of the noisy class. " Lets start out with the election. Kuchiki-san , Kurosaki-kun please come up here in front."

The two stoned student, hobbled their way up to the front of the room, yawning. Both were up late trying to making a suitable speech to present to the class.

"I see you both were so excited about today you couldn't sleep. It's not like you had to write a speech… Did you?" Ishida smirked, seeing folds of papers in their hands, and when both (now wide awake) turned toward him, with wide eyes.

"What!?" Both teens cried out, silencing the class.

"Well, the school decided that each class should have two representatives. Both male and female, to be able to meet each students need," he paused, pushing up his glasses. "And since they're is only two of you, and being both male and female, you are already elected as class rep."

"Then why did we have to make a speech. I was up freaken three in the morning writting it!" Ichigo barked at the Quicny. He was so ready to strangle him, for making him write a useless paper, instead of getting his beauty sleep (no that he needed it). Rukia still should there, wide eye, with shock. All this work for nothing… Rukia shut her baggy eyes, to rub them.

"I never said you had to write an essay," Ishida retorted.

"You planned this out… Didn't you?" Ichigo wispered, clunching his nails into the teachers desk.

"Well, I guess you could say that. I knew Inoue-san would nominate you. I also asked Chad to nominate Rukia if you were chosen," He explained. For some reason Rukia felt alittle hurt by that statement. Does this mean I don't really have any friends?

"I thought you two would do a good job and be able to work together nicely," Everyone knew he was being sarcastic by now.

"Are you carzy, I don't want to work with him/her!"

"It's too late you're the only ones that where nominated. Does everyone agree with these two reps. for our class?" The class just nodded in response. " Ok, good. Here is a packet of guide lines, rules, and steps to follow, etc. First rep. meeting will be held next week Monday, second hour. Don't be late." And with that he handed them a fat vanille folder, and took his seat. Rukia took the folder from Ichigo's hands, and sat down in her seat as well. The Carrot-top just stood there until the teacher walked in, and told him to take his seat too. Stupid Quicny! He going to pay for this…Ichigo glared dagers into Ishida's back. He musted of sensed someone was looking at him, and looked over his shoulder, giving Ichigo a smirk. Ishida knew this was going to be an interesting experience … very interesting…

…Lets see if the vampire can work will the human girl with out bitting her in the process…

Wah, Wah! Does the Quincy know Ichigo's secret? Maybe… Well, that ends chapter 5. What did you think? And I already know the grammers bad, my friend could only proof half of it…cry… Next chapter will hopefuly not be lat like this chapter.

A/N: If you didn't notice, theirs a old tail, that if you ear a cross, it keeps vampire away. Well… The vampires in my story are not affected at all.  Also, the part where Ichigo say's "Why you little-", the next word was going to be the b-word, but Inoue said biscit before it (if you don't get the joke, it's no big deal. I thought it would be funny).