Chapter 16: Telephone

Hello, hello~! I FINALLY have a chapter for you all! This past semester blew balls- like, Yammy balls. It was pretty sucky. Then I finally get of school, eventually get a day to write- then decide I don't like it! So I re-wrote Chapter 16, but then decided once again that it wasn't the right time for the things I wrote out. So, I decided to make this chapter more yummy than productive, buahaha. It's rated M for a reason, yo! Their frequency of the "hibbidity dibbity" is bit much, but MEH. We all want Ichiruki to truly go at it like this, haha! Anyways, I'll probably discuss it more in my blog- which yes! It's new and I'll try my best to keep to it! It's the homepage link on my profile. I miiiiiiight upload both here and there.

I want to thank you all from the bottom of my heart for all your kind, concerned reviews and messages in my long absence. I really appreciate you all, and hope each chapter to come is great and to your expectations. Strawberry Meets Death is currently written out to Chapter 60! Not sure how long it will take me to bring it to an end. As for Telephone, I do plan to wrap it up soon, a big step towards that end coming in the next chapter, I'm sure.

Enough of my rambling- enjoy!

Few notes for this chapter:

- "Sometimes people say "The fuck?/!" as opposed to "What the fuck?/!" and yes, I am, and am surrounded by, those people. I am not being an idiot who forgets to write "what" every time (: Hell, I've used the full phrase a couple of times. Just too few compared to otherwise, haha

-I used a single moment towards the end to start bringing in information about their situation (as in, where be the Hollows? Etc.) Next chapter!

-damare = shut up

-matte = wait

-Sai = first binding spell

Disclaimer: I do not own any brand/copyrighted names used in this story. They will always be italicized. I do not own any songs mentioned, or any characters/concepts from Bleach.

Rin shook her head, trying to breathe; there in his arms, in her handsome Kurosaki-kun's arms was the same bitch from just yesterday, violet eyes just as surprised to see her-

Rin kicked the fallen cup aside, tearing off her lap apron, throwing it to the floor; "The fuck are you doing here!"

The air became cold as the noble heir's reiatsu vanished, Ichigo quickly stepping out in front of her, facing Rin with amber eyes heavy as his frown; "Hold on- we're not doing anything wrong here-."

"She's talking to me, Ichigo."

Heels clicked the hard, cold tile beneath them, Rukia taking deliberate steps out from behind Ichigo, back straight with her jaw set, violet eyes cold and warning; "This employee is the same I told you about just yesterday."

Amber eyes grew wide with surprise, Ichigo looking between the two women, Rin's eyes in disbelief as her own gaze moved between them before her, remembering Rukia's phone call that ended their spat.

Giving the brunette a slow sweep of her violet gaze, Rin biting back a snarl as the shorter female looked her up and down, Rukia locked her eyes with brown once more, a hauntingly beautiful smile playing on her lips; "From the resenting, jealous look you have, I suppose it's safe to assume you're also the loyal pup with his drink at hand every morning."

Ichigo nearly cringed from the violent flare in Rin's glare, moving closer to his petite reaper, eyes set on Rin's shaking form and clenched fists.

"Seven months…," she started, "for seven months I've seen him, and him only!" Rin looked to Ichigo, hot, angry tears brimming her eyes; "Where the fuck did you pick up this whore from-!"

"That's enough!" His snap forced her a step back, her red, puffy eyes wide as he moved with indescribable, masculine grace no human can have, Ichigo's tall, handsome being in front of her, towering over her as his eyes bore down into her from behind those orange bangs before she could even breathe-

"We have nothing between us. There never has been anything between us, except for a cup of coffee, and money."

Tears were spilling down her cheeks as Rin kept her ground, her jaw raised to look straight at him; "But I know you were attracted, as well! I saw it in your eyes-!"

"Then see that I will not stand for you calling Rukia a whore when you know nothing of us!"

Rin couldn't help jumping at his voice, stumbling back to distance herself, gasping when Ichigo's hand caught a firm grasp of her wrist to keep her before him, vulnerable to his piercing eyes- "I never led you on. I'm sorry you saw something that wasn't there."

Ichigo was only met with silence, Rin's hand shaking in his hold. Letting go of her wrist, Ichigo turned his gaze over his shoulder, Rukia standing silently just some steps away from him, her violet eyes meeting his-

"Come on, midget…."

He carefully moved around Rin as Rukia nodded, stepping to follow after him, her heels clicking the tiles. She had already walked past the barista when Ichigo stepped out from the hall, Rin's low voice catching Rukia in her steps; "Rukia, is it?"

The petite shinigami could hear Ichigo calling out for her beyond the entrance in the crowded café, slowly turning back to hear what else Rin could say- Rukia's head snapped to her right, a sting marking her cheek as red as Rin's open palm as Ichigo stepped back in.

"Fuck you!" "Rukia!"

"Karin, have you seen my beige bra anywhere!"

Yuzu sighed as she pushed the laundry basket aside, standing up from her crouch, pulling at her tight boyshorts; "Don't tell me you borrowed it again…."

Stepping out into the hallway, hips cocked as she leaned on the door frame, drumming her nails against the wood- Yuzu glared lightly at her twin down the hallway, the bathroom door open to let out the steam.

Dark eyes looked back at her, Karin brushing her long, full hair as she stood before the sink's mirror, only intimacies hugging her growing curves; "I may have…."

Yuzu pouted, her sandy-brown hair barely covering enough of her bare chest.

"It's right there on your giant boobs!"

Karin gasped, looking down at her chest before scowling back at her twin- "Yours are bigger than mine! And they're not giant! They are perfect for grabbing, while yours are to suffocate in!"

Yuzu gaped, hands shooting up to grab her breasts- "Take it back!"

"Bite me!"

"I don't eat blue waffles!"

An angry scream rang out throughout the house, Karin's brush dropping to the floor as she lunged past the doorway, Yuzu running back into her room with her own yelling, throwing the door shut behind her.

Charging into the room, Karin yelled as she tackled Yuzu onto her bed, the pretty pair a tangled mess of smacks and cussing, Karin grabbing a pillow before pulling her arm back, looking down at Yuzu through her newly tangled tresses-

"Let's see if I give back your bra now, you little twerp!"

Snickering as she blew her hair out of her face, Yuzu wiggled her eyebrows, shrugging best she could beneath her twin; "Well if you need it that much to impress Hitsugaya taichou if he ever comes around again…."

"Yuzu!" Karin swung down the pillow, whining as her gorgeous sister only blared out laughter, laughing harder as Karin hit her again and again, giving up all struggle as she laid there, laughing.

"Ba-ha!"

Yuzu gasped for air between her laughter, Karin rolling her eyes as she climbed off her, falling back onto the bed beside her body shaking with hysterics; "…bitch."

Wiping her eyes, Yuzu grinned as she rolled onto her stomach, leaning up on her elbows, looking down at her raven-haired twin through messy bangs.

"But, oh, how you love me."

"I rather dress in pink than ever say such a thing."

Karin smirked at Yuzu's pout, ruffling her hair as she sat up. Climbing over Yuzu to stand, Karin went to her drawer, shuffling garments about, pulling out a cotton bra to throw at her; "I think this one is more for you than me. Now hide those things!"

Laughing, sticking her tongue out at her, Yuzu gathered her hair to one side, sitting to slip on the bra, Karin walking back out into the hall.

"Breakfast's ready, hai?"

Twirling her sandy-brown tresses, Yuzu grinned, calling out as Karin walked off- "Hai, but you're the only blu-!"

"Yuzu!"

Violet eyes stared long, and hard.

Ichigo's breath was struggling as he stood motionless, waiting for any flicker of her reiatsu, for any movement in her muscles, amber eyes flashing between the two women.

Taking a step back, chin high, Rin breathed in slowly, feeling Ichigo's eyes on them, fighting not to break away from the petite bitch's stare and find his eyes.

Her hand stung from the slap she'd given Rukia, a light trace of it left on Rukia's skin. She wanted to smirk, to dare Rukia to fight back, sneering as the shorter woman spoke.

"My, my, my. You have quite the hand there." Raising her hand, grazing past her cheek, Rukia brushed back her hair from her eyes, letting her hand fall back to her side as her stray bang fell back in place. She stepped closer, the click of her heels echoing in the tense air, the back chatter of the café muffled to their ears.

Ichigo frowned, running his reiatsu over Rukia, reaching out for her as he made to step closer; "Rukia… midget, c-."

"Kuchiki Rukia."

Ichigo came to a still, Rin's glare heavier as she stared into cold, empty hues of violet, Rukia stepping closer once more; "You may not know of my name… but know that though we may not start a fight-."

Violet eyes flashed dangerously, Rin stumbling a step back-

"-we finish them."

Grey eyes looked across the shop, furrowed at the feel of Ichigo's reiatsu; rubbing her cell phone nervously, Inoue looked to Chad sitting beside her, his eyes hidden from sight by his loose curls.

"Kurosaki-kun feels very tense, Sado-kun… should I-?"

"He's with Kuchiki-san. Don't worry."

Nodding, Inoue looked to her ignored drink, sighing amongst the chatter about them; "They argue a lot, don't they? I don't understand them…."

Chad's eyes were wide before they fell into confusion, shaking his head as he sat up straighter.

"I meant Kuchiki-san would not let anything-."

"Help!" "Rukia!"

Neither a word nor look needed to be shared for the pair to rush to their feet, pushing past customers and others whom had heard it, the blonde behind the counter yelling into the back room. They rounded the hallway; Inoue's grey eyes wide as she stood there, Chad pushing past her.

"Kurosaki Yuzu-san!"

The twin beauties slowed their steps as they turned, a young senior making his way down the stairs, a handsome smile on his strong jaw.

Karin smirked as she eyed the male, tugging on Yuzu's hand to pull her into a whisper; "Try to give this one a chance, ne? Ichi-nii isn't here to beat his balls in."

She let go of Yuzu as the male reached them, continuing towards their locker, leaving Yuzu behind to turn her gaze onto the senior, smiling as he came to a slow before her-

"Nakamaru-kun."

Black hair barely teasing his brows was brushed back, brown eyes bright as he smiled; "Didn't think you'd actually know me. I was nervous about having to introduce myself, Kurosaki-san."

Yuzu shrugged lightly as she moved to her side, leaning against the lockers, students moving and talking about them.

"You were the only freshman on the soccer team when my brother was captain. Who wouldn't remember the one boy to dare scowl back at him?"

Her smile was mirrored, his hands finding their way into his pockets, his weight shifted as they stood silently, both waiting for the other.

Biting his lip, he took a step closer, hand slipping out to rest on his chest; "I… I wanted to ask you, if you'd be interested in grabbing some ice cream with me, sometime?"

Looking past him, brown eyes on whispering pairs as they watched her talk to him, Yuzu bit her own lip, moving off the locker, standing before the taller male as she clutched her bag; looking up him, Yuzu smiled, nodding lightly.

"I'd like that, Nakamaru-kun."

They shared a smile, phones about them pulled out, the clicking key pads ignored by the pair.

Kurosaki Yuzu is going out with Nakamaru-!

Guess what-!

Get your tissues out- Nakamaru might be taken-!

Rin shook as she raised her hand to her cheek, warm flow of blood staining her fingertips, eyes wide as she pulled back her hand to look at it.

Ichigo had pulled Rukia back before she could strike at her other side, Chad holding Rin's shaken body up with a single arm about her lean frame, Inoue trying her best to block the hallway from curious customers.

"You-! I'll have your fuckin' ass behind bars for this-!"

"You struck first, pup!" Rukia's snap had Ichigo's arms tighten about her, pulling her further from the barista, his lips on her ear- "Calm down, Rukia!"

"What the hell is going on here!" Amber eyes shot over his shoulder, finding a young male in the café's uniform rushing past Inoue, the male immediately by Rin's side; "Nee-san! Nee-san, what on-?"

Ichirou's hands were slapped away, Chad's larger build shoved aside with difficulty. Wiping her burning cheek, angry tears stinging the fresh scratches across her skin, Rin rushed at Rukia, Ichigo immediately turning his death god around into his side- "Don't start-!"

"Get out!"

Rin reached for Rukia, Ichirou quickly pulling her back as Ichigo stepped their bodies further from her reach; "Matte, matte!"

"Get her out! Out! I want the bitch out!"

Ichigo looked back to Inoue's timid voice beneath Rin's angry shouts, his curvaceous friend backing away from customers crowding at the hallway's mouth, cell phones and cameras in hand; "Kurosaki-kun!"

"Chad!" He looked back at his gentle giant, Ichirou still holding Rin back, Ichigo moving Rukia with him as he started for the exit; "Chad, let's go!"

Chad caught up to move ahead, making way through the crowd, Inoue following behind with Ichigo leading Rukia through, cell phones pushed in their faces for close shots.

"This is so hot! Chick fight!" "Did you see the slap the short babe gave her?" "That lucky bastard…."

Ichigo shook his head as they moved past them all, Rukia's jaw set tight as they walked, Rin's shouts fading behind them.

"She's never to step in here again! You hear, Ichirou? Never again!"

"K-kurosaki-kun!" Inoue hurried after their tall shinigami, Ichigo rushing behind Rukia's heated steps alongside speeding cars and within the morning rush, Inoue bumping into shoulders to keep up-

"Midget!" "Kurosaki-kun!"

She was suddenly held back by the curb, losing the shinigami as they crossed, Inoue glancing over to find Chad's large hand gently gripping her shoulder; "We should continue to campus, Inoue-san."

Grey eyes were heavy with protest at the very thought, Inoue tearing her gaze away from Chad's, looking far ahead to what little she could see of Ichigo's retreating form.

"But Sado-kun, we can't just-."

"Whatever happened is only between them. We have class." With a firm squeeze of her shoulder, Chad left her to decide, making his way back as they had come, Inoue standing within the crowd waiting to cross, cars speeding by.

She could barely see Ichigo past the gleaming tops of metal and large buses slowly pulling out from the curb-side. The traffic came to a slow, the light turning red for them, the signal to walk blinking on ahead.

She stood still, losing complete sight of Ichigo. Biting her lip, Inoue turned, following far behind Chad's footsteps.

The door slammed open with Rukia's keys tossed aside, Ichigo hot on her steps, slamming the door shut behind him.

Shoes weren't bothered with, his voice loud despite the high ceilings up above them-

"The fuck are you angry at, Rukia! Been fuckin' chasing after you-!"

She turned on her heel, stepping up to the taller shinigami, violet eyes dark as they glared up at him, her hand fisted about his collar as she pulled him down; "Tell me she's full of shit, Ichigo!"

"What?" He couldn't read her flaring reiatsu, amber eyes looking down into violet, her hues full of emotions he couldn't tell apart quickly enough.

"Rukia, what are you-?"

Her glare lifted, eyes heavy with what he feared as sadness; "…was she lying, everything she said back there?"

Ichigo nearly gaped, grabbing her shoulders, nearly snarling with disbelief.

"We spent nearly every hour that I was away, talking about every damn detail! I told you anything that ever happened involving her- you know I never took an interest in her!"

Rukia let go of his collar to push out of his hold, stepping back from him, leg bumping into the coffee table; arms wrapped tightly around herself, bangs about her eyes, Rukia frowned as she looked back at him, voice barely above a whisper.

"The way she looked at you, spoke to you… the way she hit me… it was more than some little crush on a stranger, Ichigo! She was hurt-!"

"I can't help any of that, Rukia!" He closed the distance between them, hands reaching up to catch her jaw before she could move away from him again, his rougher skin caressing hers as his thumb traced her stung cheek- "I didn't lead her to this point, not with how I feel for you, midget…."

Violet eyes had widened, Ichigo feeling Rukia tense, immediately cutting her off before her confused look could translate into words; "I-I'm not confessing that I'm madly in l-love with you or any of that sappy shit."

She remained silent, Ichigo feeling her hands grasp his arms, her male letting out a shaken breath.

"I don't want to scare us off with anything like that… but I definitely don't see myself going through all of this with anyone else…." He relaxed as her reiatsu steadied itself, running over him, her hands following his arms up to his wrists, eyes bright as they looked up at him; "Ichigo…."

Rukia pulled his hands from her, using her hold on him to steady herself as she stepped up onto the coffee table, her heels making her taller than him, Ichigo moving in close as she stood along the edge; his larger hands on her hips, Rukia's hands on his strong shoulders, Ichigo ran them down her long legs wrapped tightly in jeans showing every curve, moving them down to her ankles.

Amber eyes looking up at her from beneath his bangs, Rukia's violet hues framed by her raven tresses, Ichigo grasped her heel, slipping off the black shoe, dropping it to the floor as he slipped off the other. Bare feet on the cool wooden grain of the coffee table, curling her toes over and over again as his hands moved to the curve of her thighs up into her rear, Rukia laughed lightly as he pulled her close, arms circling his neck.

"You seem pretty sappy to me by the minute, Strawberry…."

Eyes narrowed curiously at her, her eyes now level with his without her heels. He bit his lips, squeezing her thighs gently; "Any of it rubbing off on you?"

Breathing out a laugh, wrapping her arms closer around him, bumping their foreheads together, Rukia nodded as she bit her own lips, closing her eyes to his hands running up and down her thighs before opening them to his-

"I just might see you with me as I bitterly celebrate my seven hundredth birthday…it's only a 'maybe' though."

Ichigo shrugged, smirking as he bumped her jaw with his, tracing his lips over her skin; "Good enough."

It was Rukia who fused their lips together, light kisses deepened soon enough, her small hands running up into his mane to bury themselves within, tugging at his hair as their tongues caressed each other.

He could feel her body's heat rising, mouth demanding more of his attention, her body pressing up against him as much as she could. He felt her hands run down his neck to his chest, pushing his jacket from his shoulders, tugging impatiently at his shirt as she nipped at his lips, their breaths heavy-

Ichigo abandoned his jacket before grabbing the hem of his white tee, pulling back from Rukia only long enough to pull his shirt over, her hands leading him back to her yearning mouth, running her fingertips over his skin; Ichigo soon took care of Rukia's own shirt, amber eyes bright as he took in the sight of her before him, his large hands grasping her hips, running up her sides.

"Rukia-."

He nuzzled the slight dip just beneath her breasts between her ribs, kissing her skin before he slowly moved up, pressing kisses as he took his time indulging in such a beauty; crown tossed back, eyes fluttering closed as Ichigo softly marked her skin, Rukia clutched at his neck and hair, her breathing growing heavier as his kisses grew in want, into open kisses wherever he could taste her.

Reaching the end of her patience, moaning softly as his lips moved over her chest and clavicle, his hand reaching up to tangle itself in her tresses and bring her head back to meet his mouth, Rukia circled her arms about him again, tearing her lips from his to mutter against him- "Sai."

"Yuzu!" Smirking as she made her way down the crowded hallway, ignoring the gossip and cat-calls about her, Karin met Yuzu's gorgeous eyes as she walked over to her, her twin smiling as she packed her bag-

"Hey, Karin-chan-."

"So!" Leaning against her locker beside Yuzu's, arms crossed beneath her growing breasts, Karin wiggled her groomed brows at her, grinning deviously as Yuzu glared knowingly; "Did'ya let the poor fool have a chance with you?"

"Well, according to the text messages going around school- yes, yes I did." Smiling at Karin, Yuzu yelped as Karin leaned over to sneak her hand beneath her twin's skirt, smacking her rear before pushing off the locker, students about them curious of the odd interaction of the last Kurosaki siblings at Karakura High; "C'mon, you gorgeous slut- maybe we can catch Rukia or Ichi-nii on chat."

Closing her locker, Yuzu tugged at Karin's hair as her arm circled her waist, Karin's own around hers.

Walking through the halls, Karakura's twins ignored looks, smiling as they dished out ridiculous stories of their day, laughing as Karin described Nakamura's 'love-struck face just like Ichi-nii's for Rukia.'

Yuzu blushed at the thought of any possible relation with the handsome senior, catching his eyes from across the quad, a soft smile on her lips before she disappeared past the gates with her sister.

Karin bumped her hip against Yuzu, calling her out for 'eye smex'- "Karin!"

His breath was shallow, Ichigo feeling confusion and excitement all together, eyes slipping shut as he shuddered at her touching and rubbing and pushing, her lips tracing over his jaw; arms forced behind his back as they had years before when she first stepped into his life, he clenched his fists as Rukia leaned into him, lips parted slightly to breathe, his breath lost completely when she claimed them for her own.

Reiatsu flaring as he tried to touch her- but couldn't- Ichigo growled when she raised her own, pulling roughly on his mane, feeling her wicked grin against his lips- "I believe we agreed you wouldn't break my bakudō, Kurosaki."

"But you're teasing, woman-!"

Rukia pulled at his hair again, violet eyes bright; "Then shut up so that I can have my fun."

Inoue's pen rapped the table top, the school café busy with students and faculty alike, Chad eating across from her at their table.

Reading over the page again, sighing as she couldn't really remember what she read just two sentences ago, Inoue pushed the articles aside, picking up her Chocolate- "Ichigo is fine, Inoue-san."

She cringed, setting the cell back down on the table, grey eyes looking across the table from her.

"Sorry… just hoping he makes it to the rest of our classes… I don't think it's fair that Kuchiki-san's problems keep him from-."

"Her problems are his. You should eat."

Nothing more left the gentle giant, his attention back on his sandwich, eyes hidden by his loose curls. Sighing to herself, Inoue nodded to no one in particular, scooting her chair in as she reached for her lunch, ignored until then.

Pulling at the plastic around her sandwich, brushing her hair back to one side, Inoue found herself setting her food down, Chad looking up at her as her chair was pushed back; "Inoue-san?"

"I'll be back, Sado-kun."

Watching her weave through the crowded café, Chad sighed as he shook his head, turning back to his meal- catching sight of the empty corner on Inoue's side of the table.

She took her phone.

Inoue Orihime

Calling…

They bit back moans as his Torch vibrated in his pocket, Rukia's nails digging into his abdomen as she felt it beneath her, flush against her inner thigh, so close to her core- ignoring it best she could, Ichigo's sprawled body on the couch pushing up against her, Rukia ground her hips against him, shuddering at his loud moan, biting back her own.

She felt him pull at her binding again, giving his mane a sharp pull, her male groaning with frustration as he stilled, his skin building a slick layer of sweat as he fought the want to tear her bakudō apart. Smiling as he practically whined, Rukia leaned over and caught his lips, tongue pushing against his, their kiss quickly becoming heated and demanding.

1 Missed Call-

Inoue Orihime

Calling…

His hips bucked up against her as his phone vibrated again, pressed between their bodies, Ichigo hissing as she dug her nails into him at his pull against the binding again.

Groaning, her petite body moving over him, draping itself against his, Ichigo leaned his head back for her to have her way at his neck, her lips kissing his pulse, biting and suckling at his skin.

2 Missed Calls From

Inoue Orihime

Rukia was slowly moving down his toned body, kissing and lapping at his skin, hair falling about her to tease his skin as she moved; breath heavy and hot, Ichigo bit his lip at the feel of her mouth exploring his body, eyes shut tight and fixated on her open kisses along his skin, struggling not to break her binding.

Following his lightly sculpted muscles, biting at any she could, Rukia kissed his heated skin once more before she sat up, looking down into heavy eyes slowly opening, the older shinigami able to feel his want to break free.

"Don't break it, Strawberry… I'll stop the moment you even crack it."

He wanted to snarl obscenities at her, distracted as he caught her arms reaching behind her, her fitted bra falling loose about her breasts; shutting his mouth, watching her, Ichigo shuddered as his arms just itched to move, Rukia slowly pulling her bra from her arms, her full breasts exposed to brown eyes.

The lace was dropped onto his stomach, eyes narrowed on her; "Kuchiki…."

"Hai?" He wanted to strangle the beauty as a smile ghosted over her lips, her small, smooth hands running up his chest until she reached his shoulders, pulling herself up his body until-

Rukia moaned, leaning over just enough for his mouth to tease her breast, letting him flick his warm tongue over her pert nipple\, Ichigo jerking his body to fully capture her breast in his hot mouth.

From: Inoue Orihime

Kurosaki-kun, are you making it to the rest of our classes? You still have thirty minutes….

His Torch vibrated at the text, Ichigo biting down on Rukia's mound in his mouth at the feeling, a groan melting into a delicious whine from her, a hand buried in his mane, rubbing her straddling legs against him.

Another pull at the bakudō was immediately met with yet another jerk at his hair, Rukia pulling away from him, sitting back on his heaving abs, Ichigo slamming his head back on the cushion.

"Damn it, woman-!"

"Damare!" Rukia's mouth crashed roughly against his, her small tongue fast to push into him and boldly caress his, teeth nipping and tugging at his lips. He couldn't stand it, moaning and groaning at her will, Ichigo's arms tight and tense as he struggled to keep still, promising him himself to learn bakudō of his own-

"F-fuck!" Ichigo cussed as she cupped his arousal through his jeans, her arm snaked between their heated bodies to reach him, the male writhing at her touch, rubbing and pressing his painful erection into her hand.

Her lips swiped one last kiss from him before she moved, her hand gone from his bulge as she moved, Ichigo watching her slowly back down; her legs about his hips, Rukia just above him, Ichigo couldn't help the desperate thrust up against her, a gasp leaving his beauty, Ichigo shuddering when she complied and sat back on his pelvis.

The pressure on his arousal was wild, Ichigo biting his lips as a moan threatened to leave him, caught in the back of his throat. Rukia slowly started grinding her hips down, his bulge between her legs, a low gasp leaving her as she moved above him, fingers grazing his sweating skin as she grasped onto his belt, pushing down on him.

Just the sound of his belt buckle nearly drove him beyond control, Ichigo arching his head back as Rukia worked on removing his belt, the metal clanging about as she did, falling nosily to the floor as she dropped it; he had expected her to either move on to his fly or tease him some more before that, but instead his head snapped back down to watch her, Rukia climbing off him to stand.

"W-what are you-?"

She hushed him, dragging her fingertips along his entire bare torso as she walked by him, leaving him as she rounded the coffee table, walking away into the bedroom.

Huffing, cheeks burning as he questioned whether she planned on just leaving him there, Ichigo caught sight of her seconds later, brown hues shamelessly running up and down her body as she walked back towards him.

Ichigo swallowed as she tossed a few packets on his stomach, the Trojan logo all over them, eyes back on his death god as she undid her fly, slowly dragging down the zipper.

How he wanted to touch her.

The college pair sat together in silence, watching students walk about them, the air chilled and the sky grey above them. Chad shifted his legs as birds fluttered about them, picking up crumbs, the gentle giant smiling at them, dropping the last of the crumbs to the pavement as they finished the rest.

Looking over at Inoue, he frowned at the young woman, her Chocolate clutched in her hand.

He didn't want to try anymore, the curvaceous beauty simply refusing to give up, watching her slide her screen up again.

To: Kurosaki-kun

I'll make sure to scan my notes for you, Kurosaki-kun.

Chad turned back to the birds, smiling down at them, the class before them rushing out at dismissal. They gathered their bags and books, leaving the bench to climb the steps.

Their pants filled the room as they lay together upon the couch, Rukia's naked body draped across his, leg curled up over his hip, breasts nestled against his chest as she lay on top of his larger body, ear above his heart.

Ichigo had his amber eyes to the ceiling high above them, arms still bound beneath him, his body slowly catching its breath, feeling every breath Rukia took in. He felt her entire length against him, just as sweaty and heated as he, her damp tresses pooled over his chest as she laid on his torso, her arm hooked beneath his shoulder as the other was curled up against her.

He could feel his spent sex against her thigh, the condom growing uncomfortable, his fluid about him.

He didn't want to move, though.

Turning her cheek to press her lips against his skin, Rukia carefully moved up on her elbows, her stray bang falling into place as her hair moved about her, framing her flushed cheeks, violet eyes looking down into amber as he brought his gaze to her, his voice rough and low; "Hey…."

Biting her lip, Rukia reached out to brush his bangs from his eyes, running her hand through his mane, tucking his hair around his ear.

"We… we took longer this time…. Did you like it?"

"'Course I did…."

They didn't say more, Ichigo arching his back enough to snap the spent bakudō, groaning as he finally moved his arms from behind. Stretching them above his head, Rukia's smaller body moving with every move he made, Ichigo settled back down into the couch, his arms coming down to wrap around Rukia, pulling her close.

Laying back down against his chest, his hands gently running along her skin, wherever he could touch, Rukia drew mindless patterns on his chest, feeling him tighten his hold around her. Lifting her head, she looked into amber, looking between them; "You missed classes."

Shrugging, reaching up to brush her hair to one side, he ran his fingers through her soft ends, moving an arm beneath the nape of his neck.

"I promise I'll study later today, when Chad comes over."

"…and Inoue?"

Ichigo knew she was asking more, jaw set as he brushed his fingers along her cheek, the sting from Rin's slap nearly gone; "I think it's about time I can hold you whenever I want in front of her…."

Violet eyes grew heavy, looking down at his chest, closing as she pressed her cheek into his hand; "I feel terrible-."

"And I feel worse letting her think I don't belong to someone yet."

Rukia's eyes opened at his words, his thumb tracing her brow, his strong hand gently cupping her cheek. She thought back to Zangetsu, Ichigo's firm grasp around his zanpaktō's tang, his clenched fist as he bare-handedly took on three lieutenants as Renji carried her away to safety back on Sōkyoku Hill.

This powerful being, savior of both worlds, the reason why a Hollow hardly dares to step into the living world anymore, caressing her skin and handing over his heart….

Rukia trembled as she moved up onto her arms, closing what little distance they had between themselves; she met his lips softly, Ichigo turning their bodies to have his back to the open air as their kiss deepened, Rukia burying her hand into his mane to pull him even closer.

Ichigo pulled away only long enough to remove the used condom, careful to drop it on the open packet abandoned on the floor by the others, returning his attention back to the naked beauty with the violet eyes he couldn't get enough of.

Pecking at his lips, hands in his mane, Rukia laughed as she reminded him of one last packet they had, a handsome grin flashed at her as he dug into the cushions, finding it nestled in between.

Rukia slipped her eyes closed, sighing blissfully as he trailed kisses down her waiting body.

"Ichigo." "Rukia."

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