Sonata for the Death and the Strawberry
Atagoki: I'd like to thank everyone for their support and kind words. I dedicate the entire story to the readers and fandom of IchiRuki. And especially to Mari, who can't stay caught up with Bleach because her internet is so slow.
Chapter 3:
Rukia pried open Ichigo's mouth with great difficulty and dropped the small soul candy into it. As he opened his eyes, you could only imagine the thoughts that ran through his head, seeing a girl with the face and figure of a girl his age sitting on top of him, trying to open his mouth.
But before he could stop her, he felt his body separating from his body. "Oi, Rukia! You--you---you cannot just do that!"
She stood up and stepped on his chest, which was now controlled by Kon, and wiped the sweat off her brow. "Oh, sure I can. I just did. If you didn't sleep like the dead, you may have seen it."
He ignored her snub and waited for her to grab her cell phone. "Kneel down, and let me get on your back." She instructed, flipping open the phone.
"Why? You just completely violated my personal space and now I'm going to let you continue? Where the hell do you think this is? A circus? Rukia--"
His sentence was cut short from her fist hitting him square in the jaw. "Urusai! I don't have to listen to your shit. I can handle this Hollow on my own, but I'm taking you for practice. I suggest that you start listening to me and pull your head out of your ass. Now stand up."
"No."
"Did you just say 'no' to me?"
"As a matter of fact, I did."
"You filthy bastard--"
The bickering ceased from the piercing scream of a Hollow knocking through the roof of Ichigo's room.
"Holy shit! What the hell? Rukia, this is all your fault! DAMN IT! Now I'm going to have to patch this up."
"Urusai! Just hit the damn thing and stop whining!"
Ichigo brought his arm back and attempted to hit the Hollow, but completely missed. "Urusai! I'm working on it! I don't need your help!"
Rukia pursed her lips and just sat there, tapping her foot on the ground, then glanced at the clock beside Ichigo's bed. After a few minutes, Rukia took her place on the bed, flipping pages of her manga. As she heard the yells of Ichigo falling down to land on the bed, Rukia lifted her legs and stood up, walking to the closet.
"Want my help yet?"
He snarled, rubbing his back as he stood up from the bed that was now split in half. "No...fine. Yes."
"The Hollow has a blind spot to the right. Move around, then hop on his back and exorcise him. Problem solved."
Ichigo made a face, but nonetheless attempted to use Rukia's strategy and began rubbing his temples after he saw it worked.
"Move over, Rukia!" Ichigo barked from the bed.
"No. My side is all hot and your sheets feel cool. Let's trade spots!"
He rolled over and hit her in the head with a pillow. "Urusai! Why are you even here?"
"I wanted to sleep in the bed for a week for saving your ass today and sweeping, but you wouldn't leave. So I'm the boss. Now let me get the cool sheets. And hey, your pillow is softer than mine! Let me have it!" Rukia hissed, reaching over his body for his pillow.
"What? NO! Get out of my bed you bitch--!"
She clapped a hand over his mouth. "Shh! Your dad will think I'm like...your whore or something. Urusai! Now, give me the pillow."
"You wish you could be my whore..." Ichigo mumbled, exchanging the feathered pillows.
"What was that?" She snapped.
"I said you wish you could cook...boar?"
Rukia had a blank expression on her face. "What?"
"If you would just shut up, I'd appreciate that. In fact, I'd be nice to you for an entire three days. Arigatou, sayonara."
She scratched her head in thought. "Hm...hm...fine. Deal. I'll shut up while we sleep and you have to be nice to me for entire three days...starting...now."
"WHAT?! I didn't agree to this!"
"Sh! I'm sleeping!"
Atagoki: Aw...no dancing this time kiddos. xD
But you had to admit that whole bit in the bed was funny. Anyway, review so I may post another chapter up soon. :D