Chapter: Slumber Party

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She slid backwards along the ice, her rear-end pressed tightly against Ichigo's pelvis. His hands gripping her waist as they skated. He lifted her off the ice and her legs wrapped around his waist, her hands gripping his tightly as he shifted his leg, holding her up. She faltered, her hand slipping and she tumbled away from him and slid. He stopped and stared at her.

"God damn… can't you do anything right Kuchiki?" He hissed at her and Jushiro threw up his arms. There they went again. The two had been living in the same house, in the same conditions, getting up at nearly 3:30 in the morning to practice, going to sleep at nearly 11 PM after she did her homework… yeah… the two of them were getting sick of seeing each other.

"I'm sorry if my palms are sweaty KUROSAKI!" She stopped her skate into the ice. "So why don't you SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" She flicked him off and stormed off the ice. "THIS IS THE END!" She shouted at Jushiro and disappeared into the locker rooms.

"This is IT!" Ichigo fumed from the ice. Jushiro blinked over at him and Ichigo stared back. "WHAT?" He fumed.

"I was just thinking that the two of you are acting like children. Ichigo you're a fully grown man… you shouldn't be acting like this… even she shouldn't be… though you're four years older." Jushiro wiggled a finger at Ichigo and he scoffed. "You're a twenty two year old… she's nearly 18! You two NEED to learn to act like adults… I expect more out of you!"

"Yeah yeah… spare me the lectures Jushiro…" he folded his arms and Jushiro threw his hands into the air.

"How am I supposed to be your coach if the two of you can't even get along?" Jushiro folded his arms and Ichigo glared back.

"I'm sorry…" they both turned as Rukia slid along the ice behind Ichigo and he stared at her. "I'm sorry for being so stupid… I shouldn't have shouted at you… I'm just frustrated… you're really rough sometimes…" Her eyes were averted to the ground.

"I'm sorry… I'm not quite used to you being so light yet…" he looked away, it was true, Orihime had been heavier than Rukia, he knew it but for some reason this wasn't the reason that he was being so rough. When he was frustrated with something he got rough with it, and he was frustrated with her.

"That's a load of bull…" she folded her arms, shifting her weight to one foot. "Look… just get over it and let's skate…" She skated over to him and he smiled down at her.

"Sometimes I wonder if I'm the adult or you…" He smiled as his hands gripped her waist.

"Obviously it's me…" She told him and he chuckled.

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She sighed as the hot water rushed over her body, washing the soap out of her hair.

She brushed her long black hair out after she had gotten out and blow dried.

She did everything that she usually did… but there was one thing that was wrong.

"Hey! Have you ever thought about being faster?" Ichigo sauntered into the bathroom, in all his morning glory. She always thought that the older man was more attractive early in the morning. He had a rough red beard on his face and his hair was messier than usual, usually tossed over to the left side, he always slept on his right side so his hair was pushed to the left.

"Have you ever thought about being patient?" She shot back and he lifted his hands, that was when she saw the little box in his palm.

"Happy birthday…" the skater wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder and she smiled, taking the package.

"You didn't have to get me a present…" she beamed as she opened it. His grin widened as he heard her gasp.

"It's called a good luck ring… my father gave me one when I started skating…" He held up his right hand where a silver band was placed on his ring finger. "So I thought that I should give you one… even though you haven't just started…"

"Thank you! It's beautiful!" She turned around and hugged him tightly and he nestled his face against her neck. She smelled good after she took a shower. She was his partner; it was okay for him to be over protective? Wasn't it? It was okay for him to linger a little longer in her arms to get another breath of her scent… wasn't it? It was okay for him to watch her sleep at night when he woke up from a nightmare… letting her presence calm him… wasn't it?

"Thanks… I picked it out especially for you…" The small silver band was set with a diamond and two rubies in a swirl of silver.

"You are too nice to me sometimes…" she smiled into his warm skin and he reveled in it.

"It's to make up for the roughness in practice… I'm sorry that I've been so horrible to you…" she kissed him on the lips tenderly. He froze and she pulled away, walking past him.

"Today's my birthday Kurosaki… I don't need apologies…" she disappeared into her room and he stared at the same spot where she had been. Had she just kissed him?

"GOOOOD MORNING CHILDREN!" Kisuke swung into the hallway and saw Ichigo standing, dumb struck in the same place. "Hey… you… okay?" Urahara blinked but snapped a picture of it with his camera anyways.

"URAHARA!" He heard the male skater roar and Urarhara disappeared into Rukia's bedroom, shutting the door behind himself and leaning against the door as Ichigo banged on it. "DAMN IT! YOU'RE GOING TO PAY!"

"A normal morning in our household…" Rukia chuckled and Urahara nodded to her. She stood before him in a pair of jeans and a tight pink t-shirt with the words "Ice Queen" across the chest.

"How appropriate…" Kisuke noted and she nodded.

"Yes… how…" She smiled.

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She laughed as her friends walked in. Isane, a pretty girl with lavender hair was in a long white skirt, usual for her. Her lithe body was obviously that of a dancer. Rangiku, the oddball of the bunch, she wore a short jean skirt with leggings and a tight black t-shirt under her coat and Momo, a shy girl with black hair who deemed herself Rukia's best friend.

Ichigo had been siphoned off into his bedroom for the night and he was only allowed to come out when they were shut up in her bedroom. And he had to make sure that she was in there before he walked around. They didn't want him to make the girls start spreading rumors about Rukia sleeping with him… Especially about him living with them.

Ichigo sighed as he sat in his room, his arms folded back behind his bed. He hated listening to those girls giggle away through the wall… he looked over at the door and noticed his neatly folded towel that Yoruichi had set there for him earlier in the day. A thought came to him and he smiled devilishly as he walked out of the room with a chuckle.

Rukia sat, talking to the other girls on her bed. Momo sat on the bed next to her and Rangiku was on the floor. Isane was upside down, her body hanging off the bed.

"Okay… so what about this one?" She pointed at a picture of a long dress and Momo shook her head.

"No… that's no good… It's too big in the chest…" Momo protested.

"True… but…" Rukia flipped to the next page.

"So who are you going with to prom?" Rangiku asked from the floor and Rukia turned pink. She hadn't even thought about that. Then she heard something that dismayed her even more. The sound of a shower starting. Her face darkened. She was going to kill him.

"I'm not sure…" She flipped through to the next page.

"Then make up your mind, there a ton of guys you could go with…" Isane told her from her position.

"Yeah… but none of them are the guy that I want… if you get my drift." Rukia shrugged and she heard the water stop.

"Hey Rukia…" The door swung open and there he stood, in all his manly glory, a towel held around his hips by his left hand, exposing the line of dark orange hair down his navel. His hardened flesh rippled beneath tanned skin.

"WHAT the hell are you DOING?" She pointed at him. "PUT ON CLOTHES KUROSAKI!" She threw a pillow at him.

"Sorry…" He grinned, his orange hair plastered to his head. Rukia turned her head towards her friends, all of which were jaw dropped. Isane dropped off the bed onto her stomach as she stared at him and she could have sworn she saw a steady stream of spit from Rangiku's mouth. Momo's mouth was almost touching the bed and Rukia threw another pillow at him.

"I HATE YOU!" She threw another pillow at him and he laughed, ducking out of the room.

She was going to get him back for this… oh yes… she was going to get him back.

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That was a fun chapter… anyways… I have to go work on Somewhere… MUST GET TO ONE HUNDRED REVIEWS BEFORE I POST ANOTHER CHAPTER PEOPLE! I mean… one hundred on Somewhere… not this one…

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