Chapter: The Skater From Japan

Shalan's Whatever: Yeah… this story is gonna be interesting… I was watching figure skating last night and this suddenly came to me… I now have a dancer/dancer and striker/striker story XDDDDD

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Her hips moved in time with the music, her arms whipping through the air as she came out of a spin, her body aligning again and she jumped up into another axel. She landed again and continued going.

"She's beautiful!" A little girl whispered to another. "Kuchiki-sensei!" She slid across the ice towards the skater who was in an entirely different world.

"Huh?" She slid to a stop backwards and looked at the little girl. "Sorry Yuka… what's up?" She leaned over slightly and smiled at the little girl.

"You look so beautiful when you're dancing like that… can you show us your routine again? The one you did at the Olympics?" She cheered and the other skater children agreed amongst each other…

"I… uhm…" She heard the beginning to Sparkling Diamonds and smiled over at the DJ who shrugged. "I guess you guys have had this planned…" She pulled off her jacket. "I guess I can pull off a few moves…" The young woman threw the piece of cloth as Yuka with a grin and spun in a circle to the center of the rink.

"Uh oh… here she goes…" Kisuke folded his arms, his eyes sparkling with pride. The little girl he had discovered all those years ago was now a big star… and he loved it.

She waited for her to start the music… then… her legs spread wide and she spun herself in a circled, picking up speed while bopping on her toes form time to time. She tipped an imaginary hat at the girls before whipping her body in the air and landed a double axel with ease. She whipped back into her strut and winked at Kisuke, blowing a kiss with the music. He leaned back, putting a foot against the wall.

She moved her hips to the music, twisting her waist as she lifted her hands in the air. She whipped them back down, spinning herself in place; she stopped as the music changed slightly. Her body froze then as Zigler's voice came on her hips moved again, carrying her body forward as she went into another spin, grabbing her skate behind the blade and spinning in a tight circle. Her body whipped back up and continued the spin, she took off again and whipped her leg up as the final few bars played, gliding along beside the girls. They screamed as she pulled her final move, whipping up with her extreme speed the young woman with the amazing spun herself up and spun in the air four times before landing on the ice, one arm over her head in a circle to touch her other cheek, the other curved beneath her breast, one knee bent and the other holding her in place.

"YAAAAY!" The girls skated after her and tackled her into a hug.

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"You sure like to show off…" Urahara fell into step with her as she walked towards her car, her skates over her shoulder.

"It wasn't showing off… they asked me to skate for them…"

"The girl with the quadruple axel is being modest?"

"Shut your face Kisuke…" She shoved him and he laughed, getting into the car with her.

"I'm glad you live here in America… I would never be able to contact you…" He chuckled and she hit him again.

"She called me sensei…"

"It's a title for some one who is an expert in a certain field." He grinned out the window.

"I know that Urahara… it just surprised me…" She put the key in the lock. "Don't you have your own car Kisuke?"

"I have something for you… look at this…" he handed her a newspaper.

"Washed Up Skater Returns To Steamboat?" She asked with raised eyebrows as she turned the car on. The black Toyota 4Runner had a black leather interior with seat heaters so she loved it. "What's that all about?"

"I mean… do you know who it is?"

"Nope…" She shook her head. The 17 year old honestly didn't care anyways… not that it was her being rude… she just had more important things to do than worry about something other than skating, dancing or school.

"I wish you could sing…" he sighed lightly and she looked over at him.

"I wish you weren't so lazy but I don't hate you for it…" She retorted with a laugh.

"Hey! I got you all those jobs didn't I?"

"Yeah… so… look at you, you're sitting in a teenager's car with no shame…"

"So you're taking me home!" He grinned as she drove out of the city.

"You are stupid… the stupidest person I know…"

"Stupidest isn't a word… I keep telling you that…"

"Yeah… right… you're telling the girl with the 4.3 and is a professional skater

Yeaaaah… I'm not too smart…" She pointed out and he shrugged.

"You brag more about your grades than your medals there is definitely something wrong with that…" He said as he bit into a candy bar. He was scrunched up in the seat next to her around his candy bar like a crazy axe killer was going to jump on the car and kill him for his candy bar at any second.

"What's wrong with that Kisuke…" She asked as she drove into the house that they lived in.

"What's wrong with that? Explain this to me again… WHY are you so stupid?"

"You're stupider…" she laughed as she parked the car. "I don't get rides from teenage girls…"

"Your car is always parked in front of mine… I can't get out…"

"You could pull it out and keep it in front of the house… that way I can't park in front of it."

"You probably would anyways."

"Then you could back out!" She opened the door, pulling her messenger bag with her.

"You're so hard to talk to…" He gasped and followed her.

"I don't see why you couldn't build a rink in the basement…" She pulled off her snowy boots and set them on the pad on the interim of the house.

She walked through the living room, kitchen and down a hallway, she turned to the left and walked up a set of hidden stairs to the loft upstairs.

"Dinner'll be in like… whenever time your useless choreographer gets home…" he looked at his watch and frowned again. "If she EVER gets home…" Kisuke folded his arms.

"Yeah…" She shouted down at him as she walked past her bathroom door into her bedroom. The wooden floors beneath her feet squeaked slightly as she walked over to the glacier blue laptop that sat open on her window seat. The huge bay window was next to her bed, making her bed seem a little larger as there was a pillow next to the huge white mattress.

A TV was in one corner of the room, a DVD player sat on top of it but she wasn't paying attention to it. Along the far wall from the window, which over looked the mountains near their house, was a dresser inside of a closet, on top of the dresser were trophies and medals, a few certificates… but they were discarded. On the floor of the closet were shoes, heels, tennis shoes, sandals, boots but mostly there were skates. Clothes hung from hangers behind the partially closed doors and clothes also hung out of the drawers, as if she had been looking for something.

A wooden beside table was set beside the daybed with a lamp and a cell phone charger on it. Her regular phone, a silver little thing, was sitting on the desk where she had thrown her messenger bag. There were posters of skaters and dancers on her walls and hung above her bed was a poster that a fan had written for her in Japanese characters which read:

Rukia

Queen of the Ice

Adapt and Overcome

She had loved it and asked for it in return for a signed shirt from her. The fan had eagerly agreed and Rukia had received the beautifully written poster. She let her fingers glide over the keyboard as she signed in and waited for her MSN to come up.

"Please tell me I have mail…" she whispered under her breath and was stunned when she had ten. "Yes…" she sat down in the window seat and began to reply to them until one caught her eye but only three words were what she saw. "…Kuchiki…Talent Show…" She blinked and clicked on it…

"KISUKE!" She stormed down the stairs and he looked over. "KISUKE!" She jumped into his arms.

"Whoa!" He laughed and swung her around. "I haven't seen you this excited since… you won the Olympics…"

"THIS IS BIGGER THAN THAT!" She danced around with a childish grin on her face.

"Alright… did you win the lottery?"

"NO!"

"Did you… do… Yoruichi?" he blinked as the usually happy women sulked in.

"WHAT? NO!" She shrieked then noticed what he was looking at. "Yoru-Yoruichi!" She hopped over and hugged the woman tightly and Yoruichi grinned softly.

"Hey punk… what are you doing?" She smiled and Rukia shrugged.

"I MADE IT INTO MY HIGH SCHOOL TALENT SHOW!" She laughed hysterically and then fell over with a choking noise.

"WHOA!" Kisuke grabbed her. "You alright…" He looked at her as she continued to shake with excitement. "That's not that big…"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?" She jumped up. Yoruichi slapped her forehead. "THIS IS HUGE!"

"You've been to the Olympics… why the hell do you want to be in a school talent show?" He asked her curiously.

"WOOO!" She turned her back to them and wiggled her butt. Yoruichi slapped it.

"Stop yelling or the neighbors with complain again…" She walked into the kitchen.

"What's wrong with you?" Kisuke followed, leaving the enthusiasm filled skater in the other room.

"Kurosaki is in town with his rep and coach… I don't know what they're doing though… and Hisagi's broken his ankle…"

"Boy, you've had a day filled with sorrow…" He hugged her too as Rukia reappeared in the room.

"Yeah… I have… quit bouncing!" Rukia bounded over to the fridge like a puppy after a laser light.

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Ichigo frowned at his representatives… they had dragged him to Steamboat, Colorado for two weeks… for nothing and they'd already wasted four days of their precious lives. "Why are we here again?" He blinked over at Jushiro and Izuru who blinked back.

"We're here to see your new partner…" Jushiro grinned.

"I have a new partner?" He lifted an eyebrow and the other two nodded.

"She's a young one but she's versatile and easily molded into whatever you want her to be…" Jushiro grinned and Ichigo frowned slightly. She wouldn't be as good as Orihime… no one ever would be.

"Just humor us please Ichigo… we can't stand to see you suffer any longer…" Izuru pleaded his hands.

"Fine… I'll humor you but I'm not going to like it…" Ichigo looked out the window. "Is there a rink around her somewhere…"

"You gonna go skate?"

"No Jushiro… I'm going to go and rub my naked butt on the ice because I like it… what else am I going to do…" He said sarcastically. (I was laughing when I wrote this XDDDD I nearly wet myself…)

"No need to get nasty…" Jushiro retorted as Izuru laughed at the comment.

"You're going to skate naked?" Izuru blinked and Ichigo stormed out with his duffel.

"He's long gone by now…" Jushiro laughed. "But she's probably there… maybe he'll skate with her…"

"Why do we get up so early?" Izuru looked at the clock which read four thirty.

"You do because you hear us… I get up because I have to stretch him out before he skates…"

"But he hasn't skated in months…"

"Nope… he's been skating by himself… thinking I believe…" Jushiro folded his arms… "He's coming around…"

"As long as he doesn't kill himself…" Izuru grumped and walked back into the bedroom.

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She listened to the music as she skated slowly around the rink. Seasons of Love… she loved that song.

She whipped her leg up and flipped herself into the air and she flipped over, landing on the ridged tips of her skates, nearly impossible… but the queen of the ice could do anything… so she thought.

"HEY! JIM! GIVE ME A FAST SONG!" She waved at the DJ who nodded at her. He always showed up this early in the morning to watch her skate… he was also a physical therapist that made sure she stretched well before hand. I Like The Way came on and she nodded her head. "Yeah… REALLY FUNNY!" She scraped ice as him as she skated off, her hips swaying with the movement.

"DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID! I'M GOING TO GET A CUPPA!" The man yelled as he walked out.

"Yeah!" She picked up speed and flew into the air, went for the quad and landed it perfectly, swooping out of it backwards. "Yes… I have got it down…" She glided past the locker room and twisted her body, spinning herself in place.

Her heart picked up as she swung her leg, pulling herself into a spin as her body felt the rhythm of the music as she tilted her head back, grabbing onto her skate as she spun in a circle. Her heart beat was slow and steady, tilling with the music.

Ichigo walked out of the locker rooms and set his bag down, taking off the blade covers and walking towards the ice. He froze as his toe stepped onto the ice as he watched her flip into the air again and her body twisted once, twice, three times… and then the magical four as she landed, her eyes closed.

The music changed and the Moulin Rouge CD came on, playing Hindi Sad Diamonds… he stared as she swung around in a circle, her body keeping him in the song, he skated out towards her, knowing she was oblivious to his presence… Orihime had been like that as well…

Her blade swung up and her arms went out as she soared across the ice, she had the straightest legs he had ever seen. Her body completely parallel to the ground… she opened her eyes and skated backwards, still oblivious to his presence and he noticed something off in her rhythm… she obviously had never skated in doubles before. He skated over and while the music was silent his hands clasped her waist lightly.

"Just follow my lead…" he told her and she froze for a second letting him drag her along the ice. "Don't ask questions just do it…" he pulled her backwards so her butt hit his pelvis, seamlessly, and he moved backwards, guiding her body with his as they skated to the song.

She felt him shift his body about to turn around and glided back around with him. He was an amazing skater… but she wondered who he was. He spun her around and let her skate backwards while facing him. His amber eyes bored into her cerulean as his hands gripped her waist tightly and she knew what he was going to do… he was going to throw her. "Now lets see if you can do that quad again…" he picked up speed and easily tossed her into the air and he watched as she spun once, twice, three times but her form was off, he skated as fast as he could when she spun the fourth and caught her before she fell onto the ice.

"Why didn't you come down?" he asked her as he set her down by the wall and she shrugged.

"I wanted to see if I could do it…" Her blue eyes were bright with excitement and her cheeks were flushed from the biting cold of the rink but he could tell that she was almost breathless with enthusiasm.

"So you two have met…" A voice spoke out from behind them. "Good."

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Shalan