Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or it's characters.

Previously on My Life

Ichigo Kurosaki has moved into the dorm and has met his roommates. Then a strange girl named Rukia appears. What does she want?

(Rukia's P.O.V.)

"Why did you come to the boy's part of the dorm? You do know you are not supposed to be here right?" Hisagi asked the girl with one eyebrow raised in question.

"Well. I'm here to tell you slow pokes that all the new students are supposed to be in room 312 for the orientation you know. Okay if you don't want me here then I'll just go and you can make yourselves look like fools for being late." I batted my eyelashes and continued on with lots of sugary sweetness, "Now do you guys want to look like idiots or do you want to make a good impression as the new students?"

"How do you know you little midget?" Ichigo asked with a hint of amusement in his voice. That was when everything turned nasty. I quickly and harshly kicked the orange haired bastard in the shins, and then slapped the back of his head. (Gibb's style mind you.) Then I began quietly with lots of venom in my voice "Who are you calling midget. You sorry excuse for a carrot-top."

"Why you…" That orange man had no time to speak for I had already grabbed his shirt and all the other boys' and we were off to room 312.

As I dragged the surprised men through the courtyard, some other girls who have known me since high school all gave the boys pitying looks knowing that they probably pissed me off.

To my utmost happiness, the skyscraper (Ichigo) was looking around noticing the pitying looks and he himself was looking like he was freaking out at them and my own strength from being so short for my age.

To be honest I am only 18, while my height makes me look 11. That was the problem with boys though. Always believing they were the best. And don't you dare get me even started about their enormous egos. I just cannot stand them. God they are beyond annoying.

Although the carrot-top did look lean and strong under the school uniform. His face was well, handsome and that chiseled jaw line was sexy. Hidden by that harsh scowl were those gorgeous amber eyes that held the emotions of determination, relaxation, and protectiveness. The orange hair suited him well since it did bring out his eyes and seemed to give him a scary yet protective face.

His legs were long and seemed like he could run a very far distance without even breaking a sweat. His skin tone was sun kissed and just marvelous.

I was so preoccupied by him that I didn't notice him staring at me too. When I looked into those eyes, I gasped to see such power and strength. But in there was something else, it seemed like sadness and loneliness, before I could actually register any of this, the red head with tattoos for eyebrows gave a polite cough to say "We are going to be late."

I blushed madly but quickly hid my face so I wouldn't show any weakness. Then I began to drag them again, and scolded my carelessness but he was gorgeous.

No! I must not think these dirty thoughts. What will Ni-Sama think of me? No! I must forget about this!

(Ichigo's P.O.V.)

I noticed her staring at me, seemingly analyzing and scanning me. So instead of interrupting her, I opted to analyze her myself.

Her raven-black colored hair and white porcelain skin, just caught the sunlight perfectly making her look beautiful, elegant, and graceful. Her skinny arms and legs seemed made for sports. She was a skinny, short, yet a beautiful midget. What captivated me the most was her stern yet gentle eyes. They were a deep violet with a little dash of navy blue. The perfect combo for her since it brought out her skin tone and hair. Those eyes just captivated me and let me see deep into her soul. They had loneliness, fear, sadness, yet there was also pride and happiness too.

My mind was in the mist of sorting all these feelings and facts before I heard a small yet loud cough from Renji. Realizing that I was also staring at her, I looked away and hid a small blush with an even deeper scowl than usual.

My wasn't she sexy? What! No! I must not think these thoughts! They are just wrong! Erase! Erase! Erase!

I felt her eyes snap away from my body and she soon began to tug us across the hall to the room where she threw us in front of the door before entering herself. I glanced at my roommates and we all walked straight into the classroom that was supposed to be filled with all the other freshmen this year.

This is going to be a long day. I thought as I took a seat besides my new friends/roommates. I collected myself and tried to forget about that woman. I closed my eyes in a desperate struggle to forget about those beautiful purple-blue eyes and… It didn't work so I better keep on trying to forget about her.