Chapter 19: Telephone

I'm glad you weren't all angry last chapter with my anger and obvious frustration, with the idiot we shall henceforth lovingly call Idiot, and hell- your words just made me swoon. Who needs his charms and confusing friendship? Not meeehhhhh (le lies.)

Anyways- as always, this is pulled out of my ass and written when I suddenly woke up and started typing before I realized. I was going to add more today, but I just couldn't add to this chapter (didn't feel right, at all), and decided to leave it for the next. So, sorry it's shorter than the others... not including Chapter 18 in the others... :B

I have ideas for the end I am trying to lead up to, and pushing my experimentation with Yuzu and Karin a bit more... By the way, Nakamura kid, who asked Yuzu out? I have dubbed him Nakamura Ryuu, in case you don't catch my drift in the chapter... just saying... I'm hoping you don't get confused in this, but if you do- I'll be blogging about the chapter later today (and I do mean later- I'll be busy with kids D: AHH).

"Fuckin' Keigo" flashback has been manufactured to my convenience and supposedly happened in Chapter 15, between the scenes where Ichigo tells her she's loud during sex (HA) and him walking out as he read a text from Keigo. Matter of fact, I even laced that real part in. Booyah. :)

And I'm sorry, but I do not know how cold Double White Mocha with Caramel tastes like (though I was tempted to go and buy one to see for myself, but I'm sick in bed), so please bear with the first line, haha.

AND, I couldn't figure out for sure, what Droid and Androids are, if a brand name, or a type of fancy phone, or whatever-the-fuck-it-is; so make what you want of it :) I also was too lazy to figure out how the text appears to the person, so I'm treating it as an iPhone (as in, no to/from in the message).

And Ichigo playing soccer is not out of my crazy head- in the first of the latest manga arc, I believe he was involved in it somehow! Too lazy too check. Just how I was too lazy to check how it went down for Yuzu and Karin in the Fake Karakura arc-ish. Muahaha.

This was brought to you by Jurassic Park marathon in the background- grr, rwarrr.

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.

Ichigo cringed at the bitter taste of his cold drink Rukia had brought him that morning, swallowing before bringing it back to his lips, eyes shut tight as he drank what was left in one breath; taking the last drop, he tore the cup from his mouth, breathing out with a bitter taste as he shook his head, wiping his mouth.

"Best fuckin' coffee."

She was panting so desperately, moaning with every drag of his tongue he gave her labia, his lips and teeth treating her soaked arousal as he would her mouth, taking her all in for his want; grasping anything she could, eyes shut tight as she tried to scream so beautifully, Rukia tried not to trash her legs about his head, groaning as he bit the edge of her folds, bucking up into his mouth.

Rukia forced out a moan as she pushed up enough to look down her body, his orange hair between her legs, her arms giving out quickly at the sight, Rukia falling back down with a cry to the ceiling. Dragging his tongue up once more, pulling away slowly as he sucked at her hard clit, he quickly pressed a kiss against her, turning his head to find her hot thigh, biting the skin.

He patted his pocket for his Torch, swiping Yuzu's grocery list off the refrigerator, moving further into the kitchen to dump his cup into the trash.

Ichigo headed out to the living room, moving to the door and slipping his feet into his shoes, pulling on his jacket with Rukia's keys in hand. Looking up to the very top of the stairs, Ichigo bit his lip-

Ichigo slowed enough to suddenly pull her even closer, leaning over her with his body spreading her legs further apart, his hips thrusting into new depth; screaming at his hips losing pace, becoming frantic, Rukia gasped as he leaned in and bit at her jaw, following it up to press his lips to her ear-

"No one, Rukia… no one will be with you the way I am-!"

Rukia closed her eyes tight, feeling the last seconds of their passion rush at her.

He turned the ignition, sitting back as he let the air run, defrosting the windows with his seatbelt in place. Pulling out his Torch as the engine hummed, Ichigo tapped his screen, opening a new message before sliding the screen up to reveal his keypad.

To: Kuchiki Rukia

Text me when you wake up, midget. I'll probably be back with the girls.

Tossing his phone onto the passenger's seat, Ichigo pressed his foot to the brake, shifting the gear into reverse as he swung an arm over the seat, amber eyes looking back.

"Alright, Karin… time to piss you off."

Nakamura-kun! I hope we're still studying today?

Pocketing his Droid, Ryuu circled his arm around Yuzu's shoulders, tugging her hair lightly; "Want to come study with me and Sato-san? We'll be doing some essay research, but I can help you with any of your mathematics."

They were walking down the crowded hallway, turning into the stairs leading them to the first grounds, eyes and whispers about the pair as Yuzu smiled, shaking her head.

"Not today. I want to head home early-."

They stepped off the stairs, Ryuu gripping her shoulder gently as they turned into another hall; "Wait- aren't Karin's soccer tryouts today? Aren't you going?"

Sighing as her classroom came into sight, Yuzu slowed her steps, her handsome senior coming to a slow.

"I don't think I should go. It's a bit complicated, Ryuu-kun…." Yuzu smiled at the slight drop to his eyes, knowing well she didn't need to explain, but instead- "When can I hear just 'Ryuu' from you, Yuzu?"

Resting a hand on his toned chest, Yuzu bit her lips, looking up into brown hues; "Maybe when you meet Rukia-chan and ask for her permission."

He couldn't help the frown, rubbing at his neck as he stared at her.

"Your brother's everything? What about him-?"

"I don't want you dead, Ryuu-kun." She gave him a laugh, yet he still felt his young interest truly meant it, letting her step out of his hold to walk into her last class. Sighing as he ran a hand through his hair, Ryuu leaned against the wall, taking out his cell phone.

Not today, Sato-san. I need to catch the soccer tryouts, after all.

Rukia groaned as she pulled the blanket closer, rolling over to try and find that fool's warmth; crashing into the wall, violet eyes snapped open, moving up onto her elbows as she looked to the empty bed, the room dark and silent with the curtains drawn.

Sighing as she fell back, Rukia stared up at the ceiling, biting her lip-

Rukia lost her voice at the feel of his tongue suddenly delving deep into her, her legs tightening around his head as she pulled roughly at his hair, a scream forced out as she came.

She fell back breathless, eyes blurred as she looked about her in a heavy, pleasured haze, hand loose around his mane as Ichigo continued between her legs, slowly lapping up her taste. Rukia could barely register the sensual licks he was still giving her, her legs limp about him, eyes closing as she slowly took back her breath; "Ichigo."

Her skin burned as she picked at the mattress beneath her, head turning to look at his closet, so many memories flooding her mind.

Four years ago, he literally kicked her ass in this very room; never again, though, despite the abuse she gave him….

Rukia smirked at all the teasing she made, accusing him of hiding porno beneath his bed, or reminding him she'd be in his closet if he ever brought into bed some senseless idiot with no self-respect.

He was such a brat, shy and innocent of the very screams and moans that filled his room this morning, Rukia shivering as she thought back to the sounds of his skin against hers and the creaking of this poor, old bed.

His old bed from his childhood and adolescent years, in the room he grew up in before leaving for the city and taking up the apartment. She slapped a hand to her face, dragging it down with a groan; "I feel like I robbed the cradle."

A buzz reached her ears, figuring her phone was lying around somewhere, most likely wherever her pants may be. Sighing once more, Rukia sat up- nearly screaming at the stinging burn deep between her legs.

"S-shit-!"

Inoue smiled as she watched Keigo and Mizuiro sing along- terribly- to the song playing from the coffee shop, dramatic gestures only making them more ridiculous, other customers laughing despite the disturbance.

Grey eyes watched the café crowd with more and more of Karakura alumni, many coming home for winter, others just ending their final exams; she caught sight of Chizuru waving from across the street, Mahana and Michiru smiling beside her, Tatsuki looking over as Inoue waved back.

"Hime-chan!" "Hey, everyone!"

"Oh, no." Rolling her eyes, Inoue looking over with a confused gaze, Tatsuki groaned as she leaned back in her seat, watching the group cross the street; "Time to keep her off you, Hime, just how Ichigo had to keep this fool over here off Rukia-."

The table grew tense as Inoue cast her gaze down to her lap again, Keigo quieting down as he watched them, their karate champion swallowing her words. He looked up as Chizuru rushed passed him, grabbing Inoue's hands and pulling her to her feet, throwing her arms around her with laughter as Inoue hugged her in return, smiling brightly at Chizuru's yelling; "Hime-chan! Oh, my beautiful Hime, it's been so long-!"

Tatsuki kept to her seat, picking at her food, Inoue's small laughs reaching her beneath the yelling and singing, frowning as she felt Keigo's gaze on her.

Chairs were dragged over to the table, the lean female looking up as Inoue sat back down beside her, Chizuru at her side already showering her with stories since she had last seen her. Tatsuki sat back, watching them, what little sun the clouds let through falling over them.

"Hime… it's been weeks. Will you please talk to me?"

The hills and trees passed their window in a blur, grey eyes staring out silently; Inoue bit her lip as she finally turned to look at her dear friend, brown eyes begging her to let her in.

Moving her hand onto Tatsuki's, Inoue gave her a small smile, Tatsuki frowning at the tremble of her lips.

"I-I want them to be happy, Tatsuki-chan. I told Kurosaki-kun that I want the best for them… and I meant it."

She left it at that, turning her glazed eyes back to the window, Tatsuki gripping her hand as they sat in silence, the train speeding on forth, back to their hometown.

Brown eyes closed to the tears running down Inoue's cheeks.

Karin sighed as she dropped her duffle by her feet, white sneakers catching the drops of water off the blades of grass, reaching up to pull her bow off.

Scowling at the whooping and whistling as the males caught sight off her, she snapped the band on her wrist, gathering up her long tresses into a ponytail, growling as they yelled out 'cheerleader' at her.

"I'll show you a cheer, you fuckin' ass-."

"Kurosaki!" Karin turned to the field coach, his clipboard under his thick arms crossed beneath his built chest; "You realize you're trying out for the boys' varsity? Couldn't you at least try this stunt for the junior-?"

"Bite-."

"No reason for it." Karin bit back her snap at Ryuu's voice, both looking to the senior jumping the small fence cutting the bleachers off. Hands in his uniform jacket, he calmly made his way over, Karin staring at him with a frown; "The hell are you doin' here, Naka-face?"

He scowled at her nickname for him, standing beside them as his arms moved to mimic his brute coach.

"I just so happen to be captain for varsity, Kurosaki Karin; I didn't play for Ichigo-san just for the hell of it…."

Karin's frown softened, remembering all the shit he pulled through under Ichigo's tough leading, the puny twerp refusing to quit and drop into junior. She still stared at him uneasily, the larger man beside them huffing impatiently.

"I don't care how good of a captain you are, Nakamura! I'm not letting a girl-!"

"You're confident she can't make it, aren't you Kagine-sensei?" Ryuu turned his gaze from their coach to Karin, eyes heavy with confidence Karin used to see in her brother's eyes as he taught his players, her throat tightening; "Then let her simply try out- if she doesn't make it, then she doesn't make it. No harm done to your boys."

Muttering his irritation, the large man gave her fifteen before having to be on the field, turning as he blew his whistle and called time, walking away.

Clenching her jaw, Karin dropped her gaze into a menacing glare, Ryuu lifting up a brow at her; "What-?"

"What the hell are you here for, Nakamura? I don't even want to tryout, this is all your girlfriend's doing to begin with-!"

"Your sister wants you to try, Kurosaki!" Glances were shot their way, students spending their free period on the bleachers looking to the pair, all ignored as Ryuu glared back at her; "I remember you from my nephew's games! You love this, Karin, and she won't let you give it up any longer!"

"This is none of your business, Nakamura! Back the hell off!"

He only softened his glare, Karin's hands shaking as he stood there and slowly moved his gaze over her shoulder, his entire expression changing into one she couldn't read in time, Ryuu dropping his gaze back onto hers as he started to turn, hands back in his pockets- "It may not be mine, but it's definitely his."

Karin's eyes grew wide, snapping her gaze back with her tresses whipping around, dark hues finding her brother walking over to her, hands deep in his pockets as he made his way alongside the field he once played.

"I-Ichi-nii-!"

Rukia steps were soft as she moved back into Ichigo's bedroom, closing the door behind her and locking it; she moved further inside, dropping the towel to stand in nothing but panties and bra, violet eyes heavy as she leaned to rest her hands on her thighs, hissing at the pain burning within her.

"What the hell is wrong…?"

Violet eyes were large as she sat on the edge, looking back onto the bed, the sheet stained red where she had laid last night and just that morning.

Rubbing at his neck, Ichigo stared at the small stain no larger than a condom's packet, looking to Rukia; "I remember my old man telling girls coming in all scared to the clinic, that it's normal and expected… it doesn't hurt you, does-?"

"No." Rukia looked up at him, shrugging; "Didn't hurt much afterwards, I'm just sore like I told you…."

She looked back at the stain, biting her lip.

"I guess I just didn't expect to see that since it doesn't." Dropping his hand to slip them into his jeans' pockets, Ichigo looked over her body still wrapped in her towel, her clean clothes in her lap; "We'll take care of it later… and this still counts towards how long you take to get ready-."

"Bite me, idiot-!" Rukia gasped at the sharp nip he gave her neck, Ichigo pulling away before she could smack him, smirking handsomely. He grabbed his phone off his desk, feeling Rukia's violet eyes glaring weakly at him, amber on his screen as hepicked up his shirt.

"Fuckin' Keigo." Cell phone pocketed, Ichigo opened his bedroom door with his shirt in hand, leaving it ajar behind him.

"It's so much now, after all the times we've been together since…."

Rukia's gaze moved up onto the bed, a large stain of blood nearly the size of her entire hand easily seen from where she stood hunched over, the petite reaper sighing as she let her head hang, closing her eyes.

Running her reiatsu over herself, hands slowly moving over wherever she could reach, rubbing at her gigai's flesh-

It doesn't..."It doesn't feel, like I'm… apart…."

She had always been comfortable in her gigai, with very little problems, but it had been months since she had a single complaint… months of forgetting she was in one, months of….

"Months since I separated from it, at all…."

Opening her eyes, Rukia slowly straightened out, walking to his desk drawer and opening it, little shuffling of papers revealing the colorful duck-themed dispenser she gave Ichigo before they were separated; when I thought I'd leave and never see him again.

Rukia grabbed it, violet eyes heavy with memories as she turned it over in her hand, breathing out slowly as her hand held it tightly; "It's been so long…."

Raising the dispenser, Rukia pressed down on the duck's head to emit a squeak, a gigokan popped into her mouth, closing her eyes tightly as she swallowed it.

It was seconds before she dropped the candy, whimpering as she clutched her chest just over her heart, a hand slamming down onto the desk to grip it; she was torn from her body much too slowly, gasping at the release of her soul, her body hanging to her for a second before falling to the wooden boards.

Rukia stumbled as the floor seemed to come at her, groaning as her head felt like splitting, her arms shaking as she held onto the desk, slowly lowering herself into a painful crouch with heavy eyes.

"Kuso…." Clenching her jaw, she looked to her gigai lying on the floor, cotton underwear spotted with little blood, a huff leaving Rukia as she rolled her eyes as her gigai had yet to move.

"Of course Kon wouldn't be the only screw up in that tube…."

It was then she noticed the weight just off her hip, violet eyes looking down, losing her breath- how long since she had seen her zanpaktou, its sheath secured against her?

Fingers carefully grazed the tight threads of her hilt, closing her eyes to its silent hum that she could only feel within. Hand closing around it, Rukia's eyes opened, fixed on her gigai before moving up to the window, violet hues bright; "Urahara."

"I-Ichi-nii…."

Gazes turned to their tall alumnus, freshmen crushes reignited as they watched him, senior males scowling as they lost the ladies' attention-

"It's Kurosaki! What's he doing here-?" "He looks more handsome than I remember-!" "He's back-!"

Kagine glanced up from his papers at all the commotion, eyes finding orange hair and that scowl of his, grinning as he gave out a hefty laugh; "Well, well, well- if it isn't Kurosaki Ichigo! What brings you back, boy?"

Karin breathed heavily as her brother smirked at his physical instructor of four years, remaining silent, his younger sister reaching out for his arm as he came to her; "Ichi-nii, what are you-?"

Ichigo walked right past her, meeting Kagine by the single bench along the field, students rushing off the field to crowd about, sweats and shirts already stained green from the grass. Karin stood numbly before she turned to them, watching her brother run a hand through his mane, a duffle slung across his body to hang across his back.

"Kurosaki-kun, you trained us once for Physical-!" "Are you back to help coach-!"

Karin bit her lip, catching sight of her brother's lips moving, Kagine raising an incredulous brow as his arms crossed, the young males about them staring with confused gazes.

Her breath came in sharply as he finally turned his gaze onto her, amber eyes nearly hidden by his bangs, a smirk ghosting across his parted lips- "On the field, Kurosaki. Take to the net."

Karin frowned tightly, Kagine and the other students staring curiously between them, Ichigo watching her nod hesitantly, stripping of her blouse to remain in her tank.

She moved onto the field, Ichigo taking his duffle and abandoning it on the bench, gazes burning into him from the bleachers. Shrugging off his jacket, looking across the field to find Karin at the goal, Ichigo gripped the hem of his thermal, rolling his eyes before he slipped it off in one smooth motion much to the girls' pleasing, shamelessly crying out their appreciation.

So glad I'm not here anymore.

Slinging bags full of soccer balls over his bare shoulder, making his way down the field, Ichigo kept his gaze on his sister, Karin's eyes in a heavy glare as they stared back at him.

The balls spilling out to the grass as he dropped them, the goal a good few feet ahead of him, Ichigo leaned over and grabbed one, straightening out as he spun it between his hands, Karin's dark eyes on it; the ball stopped spinning, Ichigo's large hands gripping it tightly.

"This," he yelled out to her, holding it out before him, "is… last winter."

Karin's eyes widened as he suddenly moved into position, barely seeing the ball leave his hands before it came speeding at her, striking her thigh painfully to drive a yell from her, Ichigo jaw set firmly as he watch her stumble back- the ball in the goal behind her.

Students clamored down the bleachers in shock, crashing into the fence with gaping mouths, Ryuu rooted to his place behind them; "What-?"

Ichigo took another, holding it out by a single hand, the muscles of his arm tight as his entire hand gripped the ball.

"This is the fucker that stood you up, Karin!"

Karin didn't have time to gape or wonder how he knew- Ichigo dropping the ball with a simple turn of his hand, his arm dropping back as his other drew across, his bare torso guiding his hips into stance, a toned leg moving up and striking it before she could breathe; crying out as it hit her arm, Karin bit down on her tongue, shaking at the sharp sting slowly spreading across her skin, looking back up at him through her bangs, hand reaching across to grip her arm.

Shit.

"I can't believe he's doing this-!" "Kagine-sensei, do something-!" "What the fuck is going on-!"

Ichigo huffed, meeting Karin's eyes he couldn't read yet- "The jealous bitch who called you a dyke!"

Students gasped as he moved so swiftly, striking another ball towards her, Karin barely moving in time for it to only hit her ankle, stumbling at the pain it left nonetheless.

She fought back the burning in her eyes, mouth shut tight as she stared back at him, feeling their gazes burning into them, Ichigo's fierce stare keeping her there. What more could he know-?

"Old Kagine looking down on you-!"

The instructor cringed as Ichigo struck again, the ball hitting Karin fully against her chest, the raven-haired sibling falling back as the ball continued strong, tangled with the net as it caught it.

"Whatever I do- trust me. She's my sister, and we need this…."

"Kagine-sensei, should we call the principal-!"

"No! Just… just leave them be!" His students stared at him with struggling gazes, Ryuu clenching his jaw as he looked on, Ichigo's tall form so dangerously graceful as he struck another ball, Karin barely on her knees before it hit her shoulder and forced her back down- "Come on, Karin! Get up!"

She could barely hear Ryuu screaming at her, lips trembling as she rushed up to her feet, brushing her hair back with dirty hands, looking back up to her brother.

Kicking up a ball into his hands, Ichigo spun it again, staring at her with deep eyes, begging of her.

"This is the fact you thought you wouldn't make it through winter!"

Her eyes shot open, the ball struck straight into the net, speeding past her to graze her skin. Karin stood there silently, eyes brimmed with hot tears, remembering Yuzu's cries as a blast erupted through the buildings, Karin holding on to Yuzu so tightly as she froze.

Wiping his brow, Ichigo leaned to pick up another, holding it tight between his hands, bringing it to his chest as he yelled out to her, his voice shaken and raw; "The fact you thought I'd leave you!"

Karin sobbed as she shook her head, watching the ball fall from his hands, his foot moving to strike it towards her.

"Karin-chan! Karin, please-!"

Yuzu shoved herself from Karin's grasp, grabbing onto her hands as she pulled, forcing Karin to her feet as the building came down around them, Yuzu running out of its reach with Karin's hand held tightly within hers.

They ran as fast as they could, panting and crying, grimacing at the pain in their muscles, forcing themselves to just run in a sleeping Karakura.

Yuzu's tears dried as she pulled them through the streets, looking for any open eyes within homes, pulling Karin with her as they ran further from the blasts, further from the sinister reiatsu nothing like her Ichi-nii's.

Karin cried; she cried as she looked at her sister, the streets empty and silent about them, her sister pulling her on, yelling at her to just keep running.

'Where's Ichi-nii?'

Yuzu's dress billowed in the air as they sped forward.

'Where's dad? Am I all Yuzu has?'

Her lighter tresses caught the sun's rays so well, Karin whimpering as her ribs ached, her muscles burning and begging to rest; 'I'm not ready… I'm not ready at all to keep Yuzu safe all by myself….'

"I-I'm sorry, Yuzu-!"

The ball came at her, Karin lunging forward as her long, toned leg curled up, extending out and around to meet it straight on, a heavy, deep smack striking it back into Ichigo's waiting arms, catching it against his chest.

Finding her footing, panting as the tears fell from her eyes as she looked at him- Karin's shoulders shook as she kept her sobs to herself, Ichigo standing feet before her, the ball cradled in his arms against his bare skin as he looked back at her.

"…Ichi-nii…."

I... don't know where that came from. D: Let me know what you think. And I know, I know- I suck at responding D: I'll try my best! Thank you all for your love and support :)

Much love, KurosakiLove