Fun Night!

"Geez, this movie scares me as much as Chappy the rabbit, huh Rukia?" Ichigo chuckled over to the midget who had her eyes glued to the screen. She nodded slowly, "Uh…Uh huh.."

She was terrified, no doubt about it. "No no no!" She abruptly yelled as a man was killed. "Dammit" the man wasn't quick enough.

Rukia was now shivering in freight, leaning up against Ichigo, who seemed to be bored of the movie. "Any longer and I might sleep in" he yawned.

"No! You can't sleep!" Rukia commanded…Well begged. Ichigo only smirked at her. "Why is that?" Knowing the answer, he studied her.

"C-cause..You promised to stay up! Yeah, you promised to stay up!" Rukia cheered. Ichigo wasn't buying it. "You sure it isn't cause you're scared right now?"

"Scared? As if" she weakly laughed. Ichigo smiled widely. Let's just see about that then..

Ten minutes had passed and Rukia was still wide eyed and unstable against the still Ichigo. She was technically wrapped around his right arm. That was how scared she wouldn't admit she was. She had her arms around Ichigo's toned right arm. Her face pressed into his arm, trying to watch.

"Be right back, gotta rinse off" Ichigo stood up, but was halted when Rukia grabbed his arm. "You can't go Ichigo! Remember when she opened the bathroom door?" Ichigo smirked at her confession. Anyway, he sighed.

"It's just a movie Rukia."

"What if it gets you?"

"Still a movie Rukia."

"Ichigo please!"

No answer.

"Fine, see if I care when you get mutilated" she whispered in defeat. She stuck her tongue out at the strawberry. Though in all seriousness, Rukia felt screwed by herself down there.

Ichigo walked to the bathroom and shut the door. Rukia looked back at the TV and noticed nothing different. It was a totally normal sight and she really was letting her imagination eat her up.

Finally relaxing, Rukia laid back and waited for Ichigo while she began gnawing on some strawberry twizzlers. And then 'CRASH' came from the bathroom.

"Ichigo!" Rukia jumped up in an instant and rushed to the bathroom. "Ichigo, are you okay?" She begged for an answer and Ichigo seemed lifeless in there.

"Oh no" she thought aloud. "She got Ichigo… That evil wretched thing took Ichigo from me!" Wait, since when was he hers? Rukia was about to bawl as the door slightly opened and she yelped. Rukia jumped back and hid by the stairs. "Wha- what did you do to Ichigo you little-" she gained her courage as she thought of the orange haired man.

"Rukia, it's me dummy. I hurt my head" Ichigo irritatedly muttered. "Ichigo!" Rukia bounced to hug him and let go shortly in relief, and cause of his look of discomfort as she pounced on him. Though it was very cute to him. She then smacked his head down. "Ow" he lightly groaned now leaning onto her, almost toppling over.

"Ichigo..?" Rukia held him steady with all her strength and dragged him to the couch with every ounce of energy in her. She started to wonder. 'Just hurt my head.'

Rukia ran her fingers through Ichigo's hair. He sighed in content at the contact. Only to find she reached the back of his head. There was blood. Rukia gasped.

"Ichigo, you hurt your head badly, it's bleeding!" She had his blood on her fingers and held him on his couch. "Sit right here, or lay."

"Rukia.." He muttered softly, tiredly. "Wraps are in the bathroom cabinets."

With about five minutes of work, Rukia got Ichigo a wrap around his forehead, under his hair. His head was now resting on her lap as he lay on the couch. They sat like that for a few minutes before Ichigo finally sat up and took the twizzler into his mouth, gnawing a piece off.

"We have school tomorrow, well today" he muttered. Rukia looked at him like he was deranged. "You specifically said we didn't have school!" She shouted.

"Yeah I know I know. You see it was twelve and I forgot it was a new day. So I was a day off but no worries! We can just go straight to school and keep each other awake" he tried. Rukia wasn't having any of it.

"You're a fool Ichigo! Now I have to go home and-"

"You don't have to go home. You can stay here and we'll drive to your place in a bit to get your things. Besides, we can pull through. Only three and a half more hours."

Rukia sighed. "Fine."

It had taken less than twenty minutes for them to gather Rukia's things and return to Ichigo's. Geez, it was empty out.

"Still have about three hours, what do you propose?" Ichigo looked over to Rukia, sitting beside him on the couch.

"Depends, whatcha got?"

"Hmmm" he thought. "Messing with Grimmjow. Some good stuff back in under my bed. Good booze, uh board games. Music, food, art, anything you want really" he shrugged.

"Oh yeah minus the drinking, I'm not letting that up on a school night" he strictly reminded.

"Aw c'mon Ichigo, it won't be bad at all, I'll control it" she promised.

"Yeah, same story all the time. There's enough to deal with when you're not drunk" he was obviously exasperated. But that didn't get him off the hook. Rukia smacked his head down, toppling over. Ichigo groaned loudly. "Damn, that…hurt" Ichigo moaned drifting.

Dropping the comforter, he almost fell asleep like that. Leaning off the couch, arm dangling. Rukia but her lip at the sight. The noises he made and the way he shifted over just sounded downright hot! And the best part was that they were alone in the middle of the night and.. Oh shit!

"Ichigo?" Rukia called out. He was awake, she could tell. He probably just didn't wanna get hit again. She felt like an abusive pet owner now. Not that Ichigo was a pet.

She slowly brought him up on the couch. He looked over at her and tried to keep his eyes open, slightly grinning. "Couldn't keep your hands off me, could you?" He teased and slightly laughed as Rukia blushed.

"Shut up!" She yelled and he winced. "Sorry sorry" she held him upright. He was now against her. He leaned his head down on her shoulder, and it sent a shiver down her spine. His hair brushing her neck. She put her arms around his shoulders and giggled.

"I didn't know someone like you was all soft and dependent" she now teased and Ichigo snarled. "If you make some room, I can do otherwise."

"Well, I can't let you sleep yet. If I'm correct, you proposed something. You, the host, declared an all nighter. And I say, first to fall asleep of us two before tomorrow night.." She trailed off thinking. "Has to do whatever the other says under no condition" Rukia was sure she had this in the bag. The poor strawberry was already falling off edge. But in a split second, the man sat up straight and gnawed off a twizzler casually. Like he was never tired. "Deal." Uh oh.

"So, I'm gonna brush real quick since you already did. Okay?"

"Yeah go ahead" he muttered.

"You won't fall asleep on me will you?" She teased.

"How can I with you in my proximity?"

"Aww, I guess you catch insomnia around me. How adorable" she winked at him.

He growled and she began walking over to the bathroom.

"Hey, what did you mean by good stuff under your bed?" Rukia turned around.

Ichigo immediately regretted ever suggesting it before. He never wanted to tell or speak of drug use, but he just wanted to get messed up so bad tonight.

"Uh, well n-nothing of course. Was a joke" he stuttered.

"Oh?" She replied. "Let me see."

No way. She ran up the stairs. In an instant, Ichigo was up and bolting. "Rukia!" He pleaded.

She reached his bedroom and Ichigo caught up by then. Just in time.

Rukia was obviously unaware of his presence, because she yelped as he wrapped his arms around her. Two seconds later, he dropped her onto his bed. On top of Rukia, Ichigo had himself pressed onto her. Rukia stifled a moan as he lay pressed on her.

Ichigo was still alert as he looked down into her eyes. Oh shit. She probably thought he was a horny fuck. Dammit. Doesn't matter how good she feels Ichigo! Get off!

Ichigo leapt off in shock and awareness. "S-sorry" Ichigo muttered sitting against the bed rubbing his neck. "Just don't look under the bed okay?" He tried joking. "She might get you" he warned in mock horror.

The clueless Rukia bought it. "Yes sir!" She yelled in understanding. Now heading towards the bathroom, Rukia had three things on her mind. One: She needed to stay up longer than him. Cause she needed to solve the puzzle of Ichigo Kurosaki.

Two: She needed to kill the monster under his bed now. She can't let it destroy Ichigo. That would mean that Ichigo would be dead. And she couldn't question a dead Ichigo. Nor could she pester him.

Three: holy shit, he felt sooooo good in that bed. Like seriously! If he felt that good when all he did was pin her to a bed in defense, well she could only imagine how he'd make her feel in bed. Making some good love. But that was beside the fact. Rukia merrily stepped out and back downstairs. She got used to the place so fast. It felt like home.

Ichigo was now sitting back on the couch. Damn did it feel good to be with Rukia. Weird reactions took over him, and he just wanted to bang her like a fucking dynamite.

Who could ever give Ichigo this kind of feeling? Well, that wasn't family. He'd never seriously been attracted to this point with another girl.

Yeah sure, Nel and Rangiku had been busty around the corner and given him something to keep them on his mind before. But they were friends, nothing more.

There was also Orihime, the beauty of their school. Yes she was gorgeous, but Ichigo and she had never seen each other as more than good friends. Her crush on him died when they were seventh graders.

Senna and Tatsuki were out of the question.

Tatsuki, his childhood friend, his abusive childhood friend.

Senna. She was his little sister. She was literally his little sister now for four years. She always got money from him, food from him, company from him, and friendship.

Ichigo was always there for her. He protected Senna from idiotic boys she wasn't interested in. He gave her a place to stay when she needed her 'Big brother's attention.' And he didn't mind, he always liked when she was happy. He taught her many things. And the whole time, she'd tell him he was the best big brother she never had.

It was almost the same for Momo. Ichigo had a very warm spot for Momo. She was a lot like Senna. Except a bit more quiet. She was very nice and thoughtful. It was almost scary of how easily she could read his mind. He went to bring her flowers at her apartment she shared with Senna, when she and her old friend Toshiro argued. They were both like his replacement twin sisters. Except Karin, karin was much different.

Now why Rukia? Why was there this certain feeling he couldn't put his finger on? She was so important to him so quickly. He saw red when that asshole had her by the neck. Of course it was first instinct, but the flame went and ashed his straight line rapidly. And he wouldn't have any of it.

He was gonna have a lot on his mind this week. Worth a sigh.

Soon enough, the two were back on his couch and just sitting. The thoughts were replaying both of their minds.

"What time is it?" Rukia asked.

"Clocks are everywhere around here, why don't you check?" He retorted.

"Asshole."

"Okay" was the only reply he could think of. Ichigo knew how to annoy argumentative women. Being bland.

"Wow, nice comeback" Rukia mocked while chuckling.

"It's kinda sad you think that's a good comeback" he mocked right back. Oh yes, he had this game in the bag.

"Well, I don't. In fact it was the dumbest thing I've heard." Okay, now Rukia was getting agitated. Ichigo smiled widely.

"Well wait a second. Just a minute ago, you said nice comback. Now you're contradicting yourself?"

Rukia wrinkled her nose at the smartass. "I'm surprised you even know the meaning of that" she changed the subject.

"Well I just used it in a sentence, didn't I?" He started. "Seems like you react a little late."

"Shut up! You're being a smartass" Rukia hissed annoyed.

"Well, I am keeping my grades pretty high.." He trailed off as he saw a scared look on Rukia.

"What's wrong now?" He snapped.

All he got was Rukia pointing to the wall leading to the bathroom. There rest the shadow of a single segment swaying. Ichigo's eyes widened. He hopped off the couch.

"Wait!" Rukia grabbed his arm, just like last time. Ichigo only looked back at her in a small smile.

"Shut up" he walked over.

"Ichigo what the hell are you-"

He picked up the figure and started cooing in the shadow. 'What the hell?' She thought.

He came back with a white cat and brown patches of fur. "Look who came back" he seemed ecstatic. "It's Kemono" he cradled the loving cat up to his face. Kemono began putting as he rubbed his small face against Ichigo's cheek.

"Who's a bad kitty for leaving? You are.." Ichigo began playing with Kemono and brought him onto the couch beside them. "Kemono, this is Rukia" Ichigo held his little paw with two fingers and brought it up to Rukia. She extended her hand out and shook the little paw with her thumb and index finger.

God, she looked at that cat like at any second she would be ready to just squeeze the life out of him. But who could help her? He was just so cute.

"Here" Ichigo set him onto her lap, and Rukia began playing with Kemono.

"How'd you manage to get such a cute cat? He must've been so expensive to keep considering how cute he is!" She played with Kemono.

Rukia looked up at Ichigo, who now had a more caring expression on his face. He looked down at Kemono with a sad smile. "He didn't cost anything. I found him and brought him back two years ago" he remembered.

Rukia's smile went wide. "Why the sad face then? You found this cute little guy and he's all yours!" Rukia hugged the cat and scooted closer to Ichigo subconsciously.

"He was dying" Ichigo swallowed hard and blinked a couple times.

Rukia's smiled died down and she looked at him in an apologetic way. "Oh I'm sorry you don't have to-"

"It's okay, I don't mind sharing" he shrugged like he wasn't hurt enough.

"I'll never know why or how it happened. If I did, I'd kill the person or reason he was in that state" Ichigo clenched his fist and exhaled annoyed.

Man, if Rukia wasn't around right now, he'd probably get so stoned just to cancel out the effort.

"Kemono was just laying in the middle of Grimmjow's residential street and his left leg and neck were out of place. So I just carried him home and got him treated from my dad. Now the little guy's here" Ichigo smiled faintly.

Rukia was sure that tears were spilling out her eyes. The scene was just so adorable.

The cute cat and his savior, sitting next to each other. It's funny because Ichigo had rescued Rukia too. Does that make him the same title for her?

"That was so…" Rukia trailed off picturing his story. "Sweet" she finished almost in shock.

Ichigo just shrugged. "It's not much, I'm sure anyone would've done the same.."

"You know Ichigo, you don't give yourself enough credit" Rukia scolded annoyed. "From the gigs you played too, why is that?"

Ichigo shook his head. "Cause I failed once, and learned my lesson from there on. That's all that's to it" he finished calmly.

But that wasn't it. For a boy to go through such apparent drastic changes had to have been a big deal.

"Yeah right, you're defin-" Rukia was cut off by Ichigo who threw a pillow right in her face.

Ichigo chuckled at her shocked face. "Don't be so annoying and enjoy while you can midget!" Ichigo ran away as Rukia flared. She was ready to kill, though he could see she was extremely amused at the moment.

"Strawberry!" She yelled and jumped on his head, her sitting on top of his shoulders. There were two reasons she didn't need to worry.

One: she knew she was light and Ichigo was strong enough to catch someone like Shuhei on his shoulders off guard.

Two: Rukia was gonna kill him either way.

The pillow was stuffed in his face and Rukia squealed as she jumped off and began running away. She laughed and stuck her tongue out before rushing towards the kitchen.

"Get back here midget!" Ichigo bolted up to her, across the table from her. Boy was he fast.

Rukia ran up the stairs and Ichigo had already caught up by then. With one arm, he swooped her up and around the waist. Ichigo hoisted Rukia over his shoulder, chuckling as the scared girl pounded on his back trying to escape.

He dropped her on the couch and began tickling her. "Now apologize" he let go as she was still in his grasp.

They were both side by side in sitting position. But his arms were on either of her sides by her rib cage ready for a laugh. "Never!" She retorted only to crack up again when Ichigo tickled her like crazy. Ichigo froze a second after and quickly stood.

Ichigo yawned. "Eh, I'm gonna shower. Be right back" Rukia sat puzzled as Ichigo began pulling off his shirt before closing the door.

What was that? One second he was just tickling her like crazy and giggly. Outta nowhere he just decided to get all cleaned up? Though she was being tortured, Rukia loved that he was running his hands over her all funny. And she wouldn't mind seeing him take his shirt off again right in front of her before stepping in the bathroom.

Ichigo stepped into the shower and thank god for stepping in. He was getting aggressive and was so getting into it. Her softness alone was just running him insane and that only meant he could step off before things got out of hand.

Ichigo made quick work of his rinse off and stepped out of the bathroom in his typical sleep wear if it wasn't nude. A sleeveless black shirt, black shorts, and he had socks on. He had his long gold X marked necklace on.

He slumped down on the couch and reclined it so that he was almost flat on it laying down. "I'd give it an hour and we're outta here" Ichigo looked up at the clock and back at Rukia's direction.

"Yeah" was all she answered with.

Ichigo pulled a closed chessboard and set it on the table. "Haven't played this in years, well besides with kids in school. But they suck."

Rukia laughed. "They were probably incapable of playing if you beat them" Rukia joked. "Who were they anyway? Grimmjow? Orihime?" Rukia pulled out the most air headed people.

Ichigo chuckled. "Uryu, Ulquiorra, and sensei."

Rukia's jaw dropped. "No way! Quit lying, they're the captains of the chess team, not to mention the best" she crossed her arms.

"Wrong" Ichigo closed his eyes. "The best? Now that would be Kisuke Urahara" he clarified.

"What? That shop keeper? He does seem to be extremely intelligent" Rukia tapped her chin.

"Yeah, I guess that's why he taught me" Ichigo shrugged.

"Yeah right, like he probably taught you to play the guitar?" Rukia teased. Ichigo shook his head. "Nope, he's better than me though alright. The best out there in brains, combat, music, art, chess. That's Urahara, the guy doesn't get enough credit I'll admit" Ichigo exhaled.

"I mean, he's the one who set the band me up for our gig tomorrow. Which you should come to by the way."

"Hmmm" Rukia rubbed her chin. "Beat me in chess right now, and I'll go."

"Deal, just don't go too hard on me" Ichigo said almost seriously. Like he was no good. Rukia smirked and promised her victory while setting the chess pieces.

She had taken white, and Ichigo had taken the black pieces.

"Okay Rukia, go ahead."

Rukia moved the pawn in diagonal of her King up once, and Ichigo inwardly smiled. His smirk said it's over already.

Ichigo moved the pawn diagonal to his bishop one step forward. Leaving his bishop to move freely. Rukia moved the same pawn up once. Game over.

Ichigo moved his bishop in its diagonal motion until it was aligned with the King diagonally. The King was trapped and Ichigo rubbed his head. "Checkmate."

Rukia was in complete shock. "No way!" She looked over to Ichigo who was smirking. "How did you-"

"I simply looked a step ahead of your plan, and if I'm correct, you wanted to free your knight and rook so that I'd lose my bishop" Ichigo pointed out the pieces and Rukia snarled.

"And if so, I figured you forgot that your king was left open so I took a chance" he finished and cleared his throat. "Don't tell anyone of me beating those others in chess. I did it in private."

"Why not?" Rukia looked up at him, slightly in less shock of his immediate victory proving her wrong.

"Well, I don't want anyone to know of if, that's all" Ichigo almost whispered. "Seems like you're gonna be coming to my show tomorrow" he finished with a grin.

"I was gonna come anyway" Rukia smirked. "Why would I ever miss out on your performance?" She asked in an almost seductive tone. It made Ichigo flinch.

"Uh, yeah anyhoo.. Let's go get some coffee, it's gonna be a long day."

With that, the two stepped up to his door and the wind hit them.

"Shit" Rukia hissed, noting that she shouldn't have worn a long sleeve shirt without a jacket.

Ichigo noticed this and opened up the closet, grabbing a white sweatshirt. "Here you go" Ichigo gave Rukia the pullover, and she thanked him. What a gentleman.

It smelled of him. An intoxicating cologne that smelled of a sweet Amber. The two walked over to his car, Ichigo had opened the door for her and closed it. The sun was slowly starting to rise and they'd pulled up to the small local coffee shop in Karakura.

"Here we are" he pulled out the key, knowing that it's where most high school students went. He'd definitely go there with Ulquiorra every morning if they had the time.

They stepped inside and up to the counter. There were three people that were walking there. Michiru, Riruka, and Miss Unohana. She owned the place.

"Hey Michiru, you work morning shifts now? How do you go to school?" Ichigo leaned on the counter. She smiled at him. Yes, she was one of the girls who had crushed on him for months along with the others, but they'd been good friends for the year and on.

"Well, guess I just steal the coffee. Not to mention Riruka keeps me up" she pointed out as Rukia stepped beside him.

"Oh hey Rukia, you're here with Ichigo?" Michiru raised an eyebrow. Rukia nodded and smiled with her eyes closed.

"Yeah, we spent the night together as well" Rukia added and Michiru along with Ichigo were left shocked.

"N-no you see we were just hanging out and-"

"It must've been an eventful night" Michiru began to make coffee and Ichigo went red in the face. "Yup!" He laughed loudly. "We played chess, watched a movie, and I took a shower!"

Michiru laughed at his boyish attitude. "Man I could only imagine what Grimmjow would think of this."

"Please, don't tell him…"

"What would you like in your coffee?" Michiru giggled.

Ichigo cleared his throat, "Uh I'd like a medium and uhhh, go for hazelnut" he ran his eyes over the menu.

Michiru giggled again. "Ichigo, you always get that. Why do you still look at the menu?"

"I seem to forget, you know it's been a while since I got the best coffee in Karakura. And from my favorite coffee maker" he smirked at her and she blushed. She's taken the joke but couldn't help sink into the counter.

Rukia wasn't having any of it. She stepped on Ichigo's foot and he flinched back. "Oh my, how clumsy of me" she said in a girlish voice as Ichigo glared at her.

"What do you want Rukia?" Ichigo asked pointing at the menu. Rukia leaned on the counter beside him and hummed.

"I'll have a French vanilla with two creams and two sugars."

Ichigo leaned over the counter further. "Make it decaf, the midget needs some sleep and growth" Ichigo received a fist to the stomach.

The two walked out and Michiru could only watch how cute they seemed together. How the tall guy and short girl had fit together so perfectly.

They pulled up to the school and Ichigo let Rukia out. The two then walked right into school and stepped into their classroom.

"Hey hey Ichigo!" Keigo bolted up to him and received a fist and stopped in motion. Tatsuki followed behind him. And nudged Ichigo, "Now if you had that kinda fight as a kid, I'm sure you would've killed me in the dojo" she chuckled.

"Yeah, like I'd ever wanna attack you Tatsuki" he smirked at his childhood friend.

And just like that, they were already at lunch. Outside against two parallel trees were Ichigo, Rukia, Orihime, Ulquiorra, Shuhei, Senna, and Tatsuki. Everyone else had been inside since the day was cold.

Only one thing, the all nighter completely drained Rukia now. She was up against the tree beside Ichigo. Her right arm and leg presses against his. Her head resting on his shoulder, and all that can be heard from her were shallow breaths.

Ichigo was dozing off himself, but the scene was just keeping him awake. He knew it was odd of him not to budge her off, but he could only imagine how much sleep she needed. He himself was beat to the max. So he would let the midget rest. In fact, he was gonna snooze himself so that he wouldn't deal with any bothering situations.

And with that, he passed out. Only to let the thought of what his friends would be saying hit him. That was no worry though, the fact that the beautiful petite girl was resting against him pushed any other thought away and comforted him to sleep.