Hello people and welcome to my 10th chapter of "The Three Fruits!" For once, I updated early, sot of… Oh, my god…sigh… Anyways, this chapter is more of a filler, but still important. So drop dead… I have no idea why I just wrote that…

A/N: Did I really make Renji, being a vampire, that obvious? Anyways, I just adore this chapter's title, "The Three Fruits." I know I said this chapter was going to be called "Fangs Off," but some difficulties turned up, so the next chapter will be "Fangs Off." I mean I could name this chapter that, but then I would have to make this chapter super long and rushed.

A/rant/N: Ever since my vampire dream I had, I been having one every night now. I mostly reflect on future events on my story when I rest, or I rethink about a vampire anime I just saw. My latest anime I watched was, "Black Blood Brothers." Very good anime, even though it only 12 episodes long. Watch it if your interested in vampires.

And also please…

Enjoy

His Fangs

Chp. 10 The Three Fruits

The new student plastered a small smirk on his face, looking at Ichigo then Rukia, before speaking.

"My name is Abaria Renji; it's a pleasure to meet all of you, humans…"

…and vampire…

Urahara shop, early Monday morning…

Yawn… The tanned women let out a long yawn, with her head bowed, arms lazily at her side, as she walked in zigzags (making her look drunk), towards Urahara'san shop, in hope's to escape the sun's raises, that were just peaking over the horizon. She was dreadfully tired, from staying up all day and night, mainly watching over the orange headed vampire, and feasting on, to many, humans. It wasn't a custom for her stuck someone's blood more than once a night, but being up through the light hours of the day was a great energy drainer to most vampires.

"Almost there…" Yoruichi groaned, tilting her head up slightly, to see she was now in the wide alley that led down to the small, wooden shop, in between two very large buildings. Tilting her head back down so her purple hair fell over her face, she staggered on to, her called, home, wondering why she even live in such a strange spot. I'm surprise the government hasn't booted us out yet… Yoruichi was surprise she had the energy to think curios thoughts, more over walk, under her tired state.

Hearing noise coming from the shop, as she neared its open door, she figured Urahara was still wake, but why…? Urahara usually turned in early, around midnight, so he could wake up in the evening to open his shop to his regular buyers, mostly being vampires. But now it was donning, and he was still awake, probably doing something stupid as usual…

"Hey Urahara-" Yoruichi began, as she entered the front door, but didn't finish, as she practically stumbled over a large, black coffin…?

"Uh…" The, now awake, vampire, stared goggle at the case at her feet, that was blocking her path to enter the story fully, wondering "why the heck is this here of all places?!"

"Oh, welcome home Yoruichi-san," Urahara's voice sounded from the back of the story, breaking Yoruichi attention at the coffin, and making her look up at the shop-keeper, who was holding a big suit case in each hand.

"Er…Are you moving out?" Yoruichi questioned, raising an eyebrow, as she claimed over the shiny case, that had gold lining and plates decorating the outside. "And why did you put your coffin here? I almost tripped over it."

"No, am not moving out, and that's not my coffin," Urahara said, proceeding down a small hall, and opening a sliding door to a small bedroom, tossing the two bags into it. "We have a-"

"How many times have I told you, that I don't want a coffin!?" Yoruichi barked, suddenly in front of Urahara, gripping his collar, and sending a hard, death glare at the blonde, haired man (his hat fell off). "I don't care out the ancient tradition, of sleeping in a coffin, I won't have it! I can't stand those boxes, and you're not going to make me try to sleep in one again either!"

"Yoruichi please calm down…" Urahara rather begged, give a weak smile, sweat-dropping, remembering that last time he encouraged Yoruichi to sleep in one. He was woken up in the middle of the day, by Yoruichi banging on the lid of his coffin, until he emerged from it. When he did, he was then strangled until he turned green, as Yoruichi complained, with her hands around his neck, over an over again on how much her body ached from the tight quarters she slept in. Sigh… Yoruichi was more of a modernized vampire, even though she was almost the same age as Urahara, which was at least a hundred or more years old.

"Make me," she hissed back, not releasing her grip.

"Look…Cough-the coffin isn't for-cough-you…" Urahara coughed. The hold on his neck was quickly released, as he fell weakly against the wall catching his breath. Violent women…

"Oh, then who?" Yoruichi golden eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"As I was saying before," Urahara cleared his throat. "We have another person staying with us for awhile."

"You mean vampire," Yoruichi corrected him by pointing at the coffin at the front of the store.

"Indeed. And that my friend, is his coffin. Not yours, not mine, Urahara pointed out pacifically, not wanting any misunderstanding later.

"Yeah, what ever… So who is it?" The tanned women asked lazily, yawning, as she walked down the hall to another bedroom. Anyone who used a coffin, in Yoruichi's opinion, had a bad taste in style.

"Abaria Renji."

"…" Yoruichi stopped in her movements, dwelling on the name she new too well. No wonder… He has to use a coffin… Staring at the floor, Yoruichi finally brought her head up to face the shop-keeper, with a smirk, she responded, "you mean that Free-loader?"

"Yep, the one and only," Urahara chuckled a little, closing the sliding door.

"What's his excuse for coming now?" Yoruichi crossed her arms, leaning on the wall. She knew she shouldn't be talking this way about him, considering he was of a much rarer and powerful blood line of vampires, then she was. But he was also young, and not the brightest either, putting a bit of shame to his wreath as a vampire. Those were the only reason Yoruichi could enjoy making fun of the red head when ever he came for a visit.

"Job-hunting," Urahara said, hiding his face behind his fan, which was trying desperately not to laugh.

"Oh? Why do I feel I heard that reason before," Yoruichi raise an interest brow. "Is that why he isn't present right now?"

"Sadly no... He decided he wanted to attend school while he was here too," He replied, rolling his eyes. It was always the same when Renji visited. He comes with a purpose he never lived up too, then would stay for free at his shop, and leave when he got bored. Though he was a young vampire, Urahara couldn't deny that Renji had the right to go to school, and probably should, but using school as an excuse for not getting a job, and then leaving one day (without paying his rent either), did, some what, get on the shop-keepers nerve. Unlike Yoruichi, Urahara had the right to kick Renji out, but doing so could cause conflicts between their blood lines. Not wanting to risk that, Urahara tried to keep it a positive experience when he came to stay. Renji wasn't really much of a hassle at all, but only when he left the shop-keeper empty-handed afterwards, opinions seemed to change quickly.

"He really is such a free-loader…" Yoruichi said, as Urahara thought the same thing, at the same time, both sighing.

Classroom…

Humans!? What the heck… Ichigo already found the new student quit weird, as he stared at his red head, getting more and more annoyed by its similar color to his.

"Well, their sure are a few open seats now, since Miss Kuchiki-san's friends have left back to America…" Mrs. Misato said, scanning the room. Ichigo could see out of the corner of his eye, Rukia was upset with the fact her friends gone now. "Mmmm, why don't you just take the seat behind Miss Kuchiki-san then?"

The new student gave a "what ever" look, as he made his way down the row to his seat, giving Ichigo a big grin before sitting down behind Rukia. The carrot-top stared blankly at this strange jester, where have I seen this before…? Ichigo though, stealing a glance at the pineapple, who was staring intently at the back of Rukia's, raven locks. Oh, I remember… The same thing that midget did when she first came… Ichigo recalled, scowling at the fact he was the only victim of the "mischievous grins" from new students.

"Hey, I'm Kuchiki Rukia," Rukia greeted to the student behind her, sweetly. The new student smirked back, taking her hand that was held out to him. When their hands connect, a suddenly shuddered went down Rukia's spine. The raven head was almost tempted to pull her hand back instantly, but remained holding it for a moment long, wondering what caused the shiver.

"Abaria Renji, nice to meet you," Renji responded back calmly. He could tell the petite girl sensed something from him, as her violet eyes looked him over a few times. Leaning towards her slightly, he leaned on his elbow, "Can I just call you Rukia-san, and you all me Renji-san?"

"Uh, sure…" Rukia flushed at his question. He wants to be on a first name bases already…? But then she remembered how Ichigo and herself were on a first name bases since they first met too. Did that mean… No! Ichigo doesn't even count in this matter… Rukia's brow twitched slightly, for considering that carrot-top, a "friend." Speaking of Ichigo…

"Oi, Ichigo, meet Renji-san," Rukia turned her head to get Ichigo's attention, but found he was already looking at them in a rather irritated manner. "Renji-san meet carrot-top, carrot-top meet Renji-san."

"What the heck!? Don't call me that!" Ichigo angry level shot up on its scale.

"Nice to meet you, carrot-top," Renji grinned evilly, playing along with Rukia's game.

"Don't you start either, pineapple!" Ichigo stood up, glaring at the red head.

"Pineapple!?" Renji stood up as well, getting furious himself.

"Yes, pin-ap-ple," Ichigo mocked, pointing to the other fruit head.

"Shut it, strawberry, you're making a scene" Rukia blurted out, getting annoyed at the stares directed towards them.

"You shut it, blueberry!" Both teens said back, gripping each others collars.

"What!? Why blueberry?!" Rukia jumped up, her hands on her hips.

Back to the front of the room, the teacher knew it was going to be a long day, a very long day…Mrs. Misato, though, had a nice plan for her beloved fruits, which she hoped to set in motion as soon as they quieted down …

Lunch time on the roof…

"This sucks," Ichigo groaned, nibbling on his sandwich, while watching the other students in the small circle, engage in their own conversations. Having a cloudless day on the roof wasn't helping either.

"Tsh, it sucks for me more…" Renji growled back, while going through is book bag for money (which he had none).

"Just be quiet," Rukia hissed, but the two fruits were already on another rant, ignoring the blueberry.

Giving a small sigh, Rukia leaned her head back on the fence, closing her eyes in attempt to relax her busy mind. She may not look it, but she was rather stressed, tired, and confused…Maybe a bit sad too. The group projects, which Ichigo, Renji, and herself were one group, assigned by Mrs. Misato, didn't help her either.

Each group was giving a part of human's body to do research on, and then expected to find its function, and why it was important, etc. Her group happened to be extra unlucky, when giving the topic of "human blood," to talk and give a speech on. She really didn't mind the topic, but she was sure Ichigo was trying not to scream, and or, kill the teacher, while thinking, "why me, why me?!"

Looking back the fighting fruits again, Rukia couldn't help but think there was something unusual, but similar about the new student. She remembered their friendly hand shake together, and how it made her fell almost cold. True, his hand wasn't cold, but it wasn't warm either. It was just…Just strange… For some reason he kind of reminder her of Ichigo, beside their similar looks and personalities, it was something she couldn't quite put in finger on…yet.

One again leaning her head back, she let her mind be consumed with her thoughts of the past weekend. So much happened, and yet, she couldn't quite understand all of it, and why it came about.

Flash Back

"These aren't' scratches, Rukia…" Soi seemed to come out of her trance, retrieving her hand back to her side. Looking straight into Rukia's violet eyes, the maid continued, "These are fang marks…"

"Wha-what…What are, you-you, talking…about?" Rukai tried with all her might, not to tremble, but it was futile, as her response came out in a shuddering tone. 'How…How does she know?' Rukia found herself clasping her hand over the marks again, but didn't know why.

"Fang marks, Miss Kuchiki-san, and to me my specific," Soi paused, her blue eyes still piercing, making Rukia's face become more paler than usual. "Fang marks from a vampire…My guess to; it was from that boy with the orange hair."

Soi could see the girl in front of her take on a dazed look, as if she was going to faint, making the maid suddenly fell extreme guilty for causing such fear to come upon her.

"I'm sorry Miss Kuchiki-san I don't know what came over me…" Soi pulled herself together, giving a look of apology and sadness, as she give a bow, and started to head for the door quickly.

"How do you know…?" Soi stopped from opening the doors, when she heard Rukia's voice squeak behind her. Turning around to face the girl, who was pulling herself off the wall, and grabbing a bed poll to support herself, while her head was down, her raven head hiding her, probably, still shocked eyes.

"I…" Soi bit her lip, trying to think of a way to best responded to a question she wasn't expecting to be asked. Rukia looked up at her maid, when it became very quiet, to see Soi's hand reaching up to a ribbon around her collar, and about to pull on the black ribbon, but then her hand began to tremble, making her release it. "I used to now someone that was a vampire…"

"Oh, I see…"Rukia, could sense an uneasy atmosphere surrounding Soi, who seemed unsure about her answer. Doing a total "u" turn, her maid proceeded to the door again when Rukia asked, "Are you going to tell anyone about this…?"

"I think your brother would probably want to know the most," Soi said in a very sad tone, making Rukia wonder why.

"…" 'Why my brother…? What does he have to do with this? Does he even know theirs such a thing as a vampire?' Before Rukia could stop herself, she protested loudly, "Why Nii-sama? Why do you have to get him involved in nonsense such as this?"

Soi seemed to flare suddenly, clenching her fist to her side, as she shouted over her shoulder, matching Rukia's tone, but louder, "Why!? He of all people should know what is happening to his little sister!"

"Why?!" Rukia shouted back, wondering why she and her maid were yelling at each other.

"Because your sister was killed from one of those wretched beasts!"

"..." Rukia was hushed from that sentence, as her maid made a face of regret, covering her mouth, surprised at what came out of her mouth. She hadn't meant to say that to Rukia of all people, but because of her frustration and hurt, she was careless to let it slip out.

"Just go to bed, Miss Kuchiki-san," Soi said bitterly, walking quickly out of the room, tears on the verge of falling from her sorrowful eyes.

"Soi…" Rukia whispered, reaching her hand out in the direction her maid was in, grasping nothing but thin air.

Rukia stared down at the marble floor of her doorway, in her now lonely room, tears of her own, almost ready to fall. Tear's of frustration, hurt, pain, fear, and utter confusion. She didn't know much about her sister, besides she was married to her brother and died just a few years before she was adopted. Byakuya once told her that Hisana, her sister, use to care for her when she was just a baby, because they were orphans. But hearing her sister died from a vampire…It made Rukia retreat to her bed covers to hide and think.

Pushing a small button on a remote next to her bed, her once shining lights in the room dimmed, brining darkness to most of the room. She then pulled her red covers up, so they were right below her eyes, so if any unexpected tears were to come, the covers would snatch them away, before they ran down her cheeks.

It was just hard to believe someone, something, just like Ichigo would kill someone, which she hoped he never did. It was a big surprise, shock, and of course, frightening experience when Ichigo bit her the night of the full moon, but going as far to ending a life, didn't seem to make much sense. Maybe it was the fact Ichigo acted so human, and when he bit her, he was very upset and guilty about, even though he was a vampire.

Rukia was still very surprised, even now, on how well she took the news of her blood being sucked out, considering she was, well…Very afraid of him, but hearing this out burst from her maid, made her insides turn with terror. What if she died that night because of him? Why is she taking the chance to be with him still? She could endanger her life again…

Her eye's started to become droopy, as she felt her body shut down, getting ready to go into a long rest, until morning. The ravens head seemed to slow down, as her thoughts decreased in their numbers.

Before falling asleep, she made up her mind, if she had to be around Ichigo, it would be only during the day. She found it hard to act scared around him when he seemed so… 'So innocent…?' Anyways, she also would try to keep her distances and wouldn't take this business lightly either. Tempting him with her blood the morning after her attach, was probably a bad choice she made, and could cause problems later, plus Ichigo seemed to have trouble with blood lust during the day too. And last, I'm not going to be a wimp about this and…Rukia's mind click "off," and she was gone.

One thought, though, lingered in her mind, almost as if it was on pause, ready to "play," when she awoke. She needed to somehow to talk to Soi, or Byakuya, about the death of her sister.

End of Flash Back

The whole "vampire" deal, Rukia would proudly admit, was starting to get on her nerve, mostly because of all the emotions, events, and history it brought up, which was hard to deal with, on top of school. And having her two best friends go back to America, last Sunday, made her feel lonely and more upset, all over again. She really hoped they would visit again soon.

Flash Back

"Well Rukia-dear, I guess this is goodbye…" Rangiku smiled despite her sadness.

"We had a great time Rukia-san, thank you for your hospitly too," Momo tried to smile, but failed, as she hid her face into Rukia's shoulder, to hug her tightly.

"Yeah, it was fun… I'm going to miss you both so much," Rukia whimpered, giving Rangiku a hug too. "Have a safe trip you two."

"We will," they both said, drying their eyes, as they climbed into the limo door, being held opened by Shuuhei.

"See you around," Toushiro voiced sounded on he driveway, making the girls head turn towards him with surprise, making them squeal (and blush).

"Bye, Bye!" Both girls yelled out the window, as the black limo drove away.

Rukia waved to the cars retreating form, as it when out of sight, having a smirk on her small lips. It was cute how her two best friends adored the Kuchiki's messenger boy.

End of Flash Back

"Uh, Kuchik-san…?" Rukia tilted her head to the side, opening her eye's half way, to see Ishida looking at her with concern. "Are you feeling ok?"

"Oh, yes… Just a bit tired. Thinking a bit too," Rukia sat up more, giving a friendly smile. Rukia didn't know, though, he was asking more than just about her dazed state, but he remained quiet, getting up when hearing the warning bell for the next class.

"Oi, Blueberry," Renji called from the entrance of the roof door. "You coming?"

"Yeah, yeah, coming" Rukia groaned, not yet used to her new nickname.

"Oh, Ichigo said that tomorrow after school, we would head over to his place to work on the project," Renji informed, waiting at the door, as Rukia came trotting over, with Ishida close behind, listening intently on the news.

"Oh, ok…" For some reason, a small red flag seemed to wave in her mind, but blow it off, thinking the project was more important than her nagging inner self.

Urahara's shop, late evening…

"Man, I'm tired…" Urahara groaned, lifting the lid of his coffin.

Sliding a hand out of the box, he felt around for his hat, which he placed in its rightful place (his head), as he sat up. The nice thing about being about a vampire is you can live for a very long time, so worrying about aching backs and bones, that come with age, didn't affect him, but getting out of bed, does take a lot of effort. Human or vampire, he figured.

Cleaning himself up a bit, which was nothing more then dusting his clothes off, he ventured out of his room, and into the "shop" part of the store. Looking out of a side window at the front, he could see it was about time to open up shop, with the sun starting to set.

Wondering to the front door, he unlocked it, and began sliding it open, but was met by a half burnt, steaming Renji, he look like he was going to kill someone, most likely Urahara.

"Oh…Welcome home, Renji-san…" Urahara greeted nervously, taking a back step further into the store.

"Urahara…" Renji hissed, taking dragging steps into the shadow of the room, with the only strength he had left. The steam that seemed to rise from his burnt skin, seized as his skin started to health quickly. Starting to regain his composer, Renji straightened up, and raised a hand up, holding a bottle, so Urahara could see. "Two thing… First don't lock your door, and second, don't giving me false products…"

"My, my, Renji-san, I would never do something like that, and you could of used the back door-"

"It was locked too!" Renji barked, chucking the bottle at Urahara, shutting him up. The bottle rolled on the floor, stopping on the side that said, "Suntan Lotion. "You said it would last the whole day, but I started to burn while I was in school… And then I had to hurry back here, so no one would see me, but what do I come home to? A locked door… Are you trying to kill me!?"

"He-he… Calm down, Renji-san…" Urahara sat up with an awkward smile, bobbing his hand in a blow-off manner. "It might be just out of date…"

"Whatever…I'm going to bed," Renji scowled walking past the shop-keeper, pulling a blood battle off the shelf in the process. "This better not be out of date too…

"Oh, don't worry, it's almost a month old," Urhara chuckled, seeing Renji's face twist with disgust, slamming the bottling back in its slot. "Why don't you just go get your own food if you're not going to use mine?"

Renji turned his head to look at the pouting shop-keeper, but only frowned; his eye's growing slightly sad.

Seeing Renji's face turn from one that of mad, so sadness, brought Urahara back to a serious reality, as he got up, putting a hand on the younger vampires shoulder.

"I know…" Urahara said, as if he could read Renji's mind. "Sometimes, you just have to take the risk to live…"

"No you don't…" Renji grunted, pushing around Urahara, and making his way to his room. This topic was not helping him get over his hungry pains; it was just making it worse.

"When was the last time you feasted on someone's blood?" Urahara asked Renji's back, in a tone only Renji could hear, making me stop in a tracks.

"…" Renji's eyes widened, he refused to turn to see the clever look from the shop-keeper. He knew the answer, but he couldn't speak, almost as if he was ashamed of it.

"Well…?" Urahara said in a tone, making Renji feel aggravated of the waiting answer he didn't want to say.

"5 years ago…"

"No wonder you burn up so easily," Urahara smirked, pushing his hat down over his eyes, giving a sigh, "I don't care what you do, but just don't kill yourself…"

Kuchiki mansion, 10:30 p.m…

The tired maid looked glumly into the mirror, starting to untie her two long braids, slowly getting ready to go to bed. She didn't bother to even turn on her lights to her small bedroom, on the first floor of the mansion, when she entered. She was too tired to deal with the brightness of the lights, plus she just wanted to get some rest now.

Soi pulled her maid hat off her head, as she began to untie and unbutton her maid's, tall, neck collar. Her undressing stopped for a moment as she stared blankly at her now exposed neck. Why…? Soi questioned, bringing a hand to her neck and rubbed it tenderly. Why did you leave us…?

Gazing closely at her neck, she could just barely make out two marks on her pale neck, in the darkness of the room. Two scars placed many years ago, and that never seemed to have wanted to leave either. How could you…? Soi tried to hold her mouth shut, to stop a sob coming up her throat, as she looked at the marks that kept remembering her of a past she wish never happened.

Why…Yoriuchi-san…?

Classroom, Tuesday morning…

"Good morning, Kurosaki-kun," Inoue greeted Ichigo cheerfully, as he entered the buzzing class.

"Morning," Ichigo replied in a less enthused voice, when seeing Rukia was already in her seat, along with the pineapple, who she was talking to with a, beautiful, smile. Ichigo could feel himself become pestered from the little seen of the two other fruits.

"Oi, Strawberry, what's up?" Renji teased when Ichigo came over to his seat.

"Not much, pineapple…" Ichigo grunted, putting his book bag down rather forcefully on the desk. Renji, who didn't seem upset one bit, stood up, patting Ichigo's back, as if calmly him down from his grumpy mood.

"Well, at theist I don't have a girly fruit name," Renji laughed, only to be punched in the face, from Ichigo's clenched fist.

"…" The blueberry sweat-dropped, hoping their little "get-together," at Ichigo's house, wasn't going to be like this.

The teacher rushed in (because she was late), stepping over Renji's, out-cold body, not caring of how and when he was knocked out. It was quite typical to have bodies lying around her classroom, mostly because they were beaten from her "evil" attendance book.

"Put a sock in it, everyone," Mrs. Misato yelled, turning to the chalkboard, and beginning her lecher right away, as everyone hushed. Keigo, on the other hand, really put his sock in it, beginning to gag out loud, making a vein pop in the teacher's forehead, as everyone broke out laughing.

School grounds…

The last bell rang, followed with dozen after dozen of students, pouring out of the school doors, escaping their prison for the last 8 hours.

"Ishida-kun would you like to come over to my place to work on the project?" Inoue asked her other partner, as they walked slowly out the school doors, not being rushed to leave like everyone else. "And after we finish, I can make dinner for both of us!"

"Uh…" Ishida turned slightly blue with the thought of her food. He knew he should accompany Inoue, regardless of her strange food, but he knew he couldn't a banded his job as a hunter. After listening on the news that Rukia's group was meeting at Ichigo's house, was something he couldn't just ignore. Especial having a young, small, HUMAN girl, going to house, probably full of vampires, with two vampire partners, was something much more important than a project. "Sorry Inoue-san…But can't work on it tonight… I have something to do."

"Oh…" Inoue took on a look of rejection, beginning pout at the thought of doing the project along.

Kurosaki residence…

"Ok, were good…" Ichigo sighed, making it clear to his room, with out his crazy father coming after them. They all managed to sneak into his room, without drawing the other family member's attentions, except Karin, who really didn't care, and Kon, who Ichigo quickly disposed of.

Rukia took a seat on Ichigo's blue bed, remembering the last time she was here sink in slowly. Renji took a seat on the floor, looking around the small room that really didn't have any piazzas to it. It was pretty much a normal looking boy's room.

"Well… Let's get started," Ichigo said, taking a seat in his computer chair.

Silence filled the room, as one fruit looked at the other fruit, waiting for someone to say, or do something.

Rukia gave a loud sigh, getting up from the bed, they weren't going to get anywhere at this rate.

"Strawberry, do you have a computer?" Ichigo's brow twitched, as he gave a nod, exiting his room momentarily, to fetch his dad's laptop, from the clinic.

"So, Rukia-san… Are you close to Ichigo or something" Renji suddenly asked playfully, when Ichigo was no longer present.

"Eh…!?" Rukia felt her face heat up, at the thought of her and Ichigo being close. Scratching her back of her head from the embarrassment, she said in a mumble, "No, were just friends…"

"I see," the pineapple nodded his head, leaning his head back on he closed, closet door. Renji smirked, looking straight into Rukia's violet ones with his dark red once. "Next question…."

Rukia suddenly felt like she was on a game show, but she was only wining annoyance instead of money.

"Does, whatever under that bandage on your neck have anything to do with that carrot-top?" Renji saw surprise and then panic pass of the petite, girls face, as if she was an ever so changing T.V. screen. He was quite amused and entertained, watching her fiddle around with her word, trying to figure out what to say.

"Uh…Well-"

"My dad says we can borrow his laptop as long as we don't break it, or he will kill us all," Ichigo suddenly walked through the door, saving Rukia just in time (of course he didn't know though).

Renji passed Rukia a side glance from the floor, a look saying "you got lucky for now." Rukia tried to put on a fake smile, gulping in the process, and quickly staggered over to Ichigo, who had placed and was turning on the laptop on his desk.

"Here, I'll do the research, and-" Rukia pushed Ichigo out of the way, taking his seat, and grabbing a random pencil and piece of paper off the desk, tossing it to the bewildered strawberry. "-you do the writing."

"Darn midget," Ichigo muttered, picking up the supplies tossed on the ground, and taking Rukia's former seat on the bed, waiting for information to write.

"Hey, what about me…?" Renji moaned, realizing he was the oddball of the group, with nothing to do.

"You can just sit their and be an idiot, like you always do," Ichigo commented, scanning the screen with Rukia, who was looking over the searches from google.

"What makes you think I always do? Wait…" He really felt like a real idiot now.

An hour and a half went by slowly, but was put to good use, as the two berries, and one now sleep pineapple, worked hard to collect information.

Rukia was amazed on how much stuff was just on the human blood alone and learned a ton. Though, the more she studied, the more she questioned herself, how can vampires drink this stuff!? She was almost tempted to ask Ichigo why, but she was pretty sure he probably didn't know, and she didn't want to mention it with Renji around, even though he seemed to know something already.

"Ok, Ichigo, what do we have so far?" Rukia stared lazily at the screen, her eyes watering once every few moments when she forgot to blink.

"We got the four main types of blood cells, which are, red blood cell, white cells, platelet, and plasma…" Ichigo had to pause, finding his throat becoming dry. He didn't know if it was because he was starting to have hungry pain swell in his stomach, or the fact he drank and lived on this…His stuff! Ichigo had to admit, some of his nauseated insides, were turning with disgust from the different types of blood. Plasma was the one that made him wish he had a motion sickness bag handy. Salt, glucose, fat, acids, vitamins…Hormones!? Ewwww…Ichigo wished he could be more interested on the subject, but he just couldn't. Continuing again, "the white blood cell along have two main cells of its own…"

Hearing Ichigo pause again, made Rukia pull her dried eyes away from the screen that was causing her a headache, to see her partner becoming pale. She could sense the irritation and restlessness coming from him, and decided it was a good time to stop their project for now and head home before anything unwanted happened.

Glancing past Ichigo's orange head to the window above his bed, she could see it was dusk, and the sun was almost done setting. She needed to leave now, remembering her little rules she made, one of them was not to be around Ichigo at night, and she planned on following them. Plus the darkness would give her an excuse to leave early.

"Ichigo it getting late, I'm going to head home. Will work on this later," Rukia tried to act tired, stretching as she slipped out of the computer chair.

"Uh, whatever…" Ichigo coughed, burying his head into his pillow.

Rukia found she couldn't move much further, with Renji sprawled out in front of her, taking up most of the floor space, while snoring loudly. As much as she wanted to just leave the lazily bum their, the thought of leaving him here with Ichigo was probably a bad idea. She highly doubted Ichigo would attack Renji, but she didn't want to take the risk for him and Ichigo sake.

Bending down to the sleeping pineapple, who successfully formed a small pool of drool around his mouth on the wood floor, she pocked his side, hard, in hopes of waking him right away.

Renji groaned snorting a bit, as he turned over on his back, fluttering his eyes open and shut goggle, saying something in a slurred voice.

"Mmmm, Rukia…Wha-what are you doing here…? Babe…" It took all her might not to break his neck right on the spot, after his sentence. He still in dreamland, she told herself, but it just made her more annoyed, thinking that he was thinking about her.

Rukia was about to pock him again, when Renji's hand lifted up suddenly, grabbing her arm, and pulling her down, making her topple clumsy on him.

Rukia give a small screech making Ichigo look up form his pillow, to see Rukia laying on top of Renji, who had his arm rapped around her waist and on of her arms, while burying his face in the crook her neck.

If Ichigo didn't know better (or feel nauseated) he would have probably ripped every limb off Renji's sorry body, for even thinking about toughing Rukia, but Rukia beat him to the catch, smashing (and waking) Renji's head into the floor, while screaming "pervert," as she dashed out the door and out of the clinic.

"Eh? What's…" Renji was utterly confused to what was going on, wondering why his head hurt like crazy, and why was Ichigo towering over him, giving him a death glare.

"I think it's time for you to leave," Ichigo hissed, making Renji obediently scurried out of the room and out the door.

Once out of the house, Renji slowed down his pace, still confused what triggered Ichigo to be so upset, and why did he keep thinking he heard Rukia shout "pervert." All he remembered was taking a short snooze, while Ichigo and Rukia were busy working, when he found himself growing hungry in his sleep. He was kind of glad though he was suddenly kicked out; his daily urges seemed to be coming more frequently. He needed rest, and he hoped the shop wasn't locked again.

Seeing Rukia was openly a few paces ahead of him, he jogged up to her to see she was in a fuming mood.

"Uh, what's wrong?" Renji blinked when see gave him the "cold-shoulder," while she sped up her quick steps, but because of her size, Renji could easily keep up with his long strides. "Rukia-san-"

"Don't talk," Rukia finally said in a warning tone. Renji shut his mouth right away, sensing she was in a very bad mood, and he could be a victim of her moodiness if he didn't.

Rukia slowed her pace until is came to a complete stop in front of a narrow alley way, having a debating look on her face, as she stared in the darkness of its space.

"You're not going in there…Are you?" Renji asked in "are you stupid" tone, while Rukia remained silent biting her lip.

"I really don't want to walk all around town, when I could just slip though here, and get there much quicker," Rukia said, trying to sound convincing, mostly to herself though.

Finally working up her courage Rukai began to walk through the darkness, hoping no one was wondering around inside. She wished the sun didn't set so fast, so she could have a little light, though her eye's slow adjusted to the lack of light, but it was till very dim.

"Oi, Rukia-san, Are you mad? You should know better than to go into a place like this!" Renji called out from the entrance of the tunnel, debating himself if he should go in himself, to haul out the mad women.

"Oh, Really? Then why don't you stay their and make sure no one comes in" Rukia said back mockingly over her shoulder, not pain attention to her footing. "The only thing I'm worried about is you doing something stupid again."

"What is that suppose to mean?!" Renji yelled, taking a step in.

Renji didn't receive back a rely, only a faint thud, and several grunts and groans, in the darkness. Worry swept over him as he took several more steps in, scanning the area for Rukia, who he didn't find, which meant she was further in.

"Rukia…?" Renji said in a hushed voice, wondering if there was some else.

Renji almost stumbled back, when an urgent wave washed over him, making him heave and cough from his tightening throat that was very dry. His body began to tremble and break out into a cold sweat, causing him to lean onto one of the walls for support. No…!

The alley was consumed by the stench of fresh blood, over powering all senses…

Oh, cliffy…Hehehe… I wonder what happened to Rukia… And how does Soi know Yoruichi…? Well, you just have to wait and see. I hope everyone enjoyed this really long, boring filler chapter.

A/N: Once again, I'm sorry this turned out to be a long filler chapter. I bet must of you were expecting some action packed chapter, but that will be for sure in the next chapter. Please be patient with me… Things showed up and I couldn't just rush things, plus this chapter is long enough without the important (well there are a fell important things in this chapter) stuff. I hoped none of you minded either, that I started this chapter with Yorucihi and Urahara like the last one.

Note: Next chapter will, probably, be for sure late. Reason being I am in buzz right now, studying for finals and taking them, so I am too stress out to have an early chapter. But I will surreally try to work on it when I can.

Question time: Oh, Yes!

I have started a thing called, "Questioned time," where you can submit a questioned for me to answer in the next chapter (I will post your name and question).

Rules: I will chose at least two or more questoned to answer, for each chapter. I will not answer stupid questons and thing that are rated above PG-13 ( I prefer things at a PG level)…sigh. Leave your question in a review you give me, thanks.

Ex. Question: "Why is Ichigo's hair orange, in your story?"

I really want to hear some of your thoughts, even if their just simple or funny.

flowerspring

(Q): Hello!! merry christmas and happy new year!! Wo the chapter was really good! Renji is here and he's a vampire! Yey! This is going to be funny! Jajajajaja, well i have two little questions... What is Soi Fong going to do about the mark on Rukia's neck? Is she going to tell Byakuya about it??

Believing Is Seeing

(Q): WWO! Its ok! I have been in Florida since the 28 so I didn't even notice the wait!...I wouldn't have let my maid, if I had one, see it...or change the marks so they look more like cuts...but Soi is gonna tell Byakuya ain't she?...I understand your answer to my question...I guess...lol...well I'm tryin to type this in between my msn party...we weren't aloud going out cuz we all just got home today...bai bai...can't wait for more
Hope you can update soon!
(A): Since you both have the same question, I will answer both your questions in one answer instead of giving you an answer each. Anyways, will Soi tell? Mmmmph…Well, let just say not yet… After some turn of important events (that are going to happen in the next chapter hint-hint) things will built up, and, maybe, Soi might have to spew out the news. Even though Soi seems to be an annoying character, she really does care about Rukia, so she wants to tell Byakuya for Rukia's safety, but she doesn't want to betray Rukia's trust either… Thanks for the questions, even though I can't answer it straight out…yet.

Chappi15: Since I didn't get a lot of question last chapter, I decided I wanted to join into the fun and ask my readers a few questions. You don't have to answer, but I would enjoy reading your responses. You can leave your answer at the end your review. Thanks!

(Q): What is your favorite anime/manga and why? Does this anime/manga have your favoirte couples in it, if not then which anime/manga does (name the couples too)?

People I'm starting to lose my excitement and energy to write this story, it would really help me feel encouraged if you could review! The more reviews the harder I'll try to update soon, so please…

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