16 August 2011
Hey everyone, KurosakiLove has been sick again. She is bedridden and can't stay awake long. She would love to have her new chapters up for both Telephone and SMD, but FFnet still won't allow her uploads. We're sorry, and hope you can wait for her recovery. I'll be posting this message in her reviews, last chapter, and profile.
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-Kyky
Chapter 21: Telephone
I was going to wait a bit longer to post this (finished this a day after I finished Chapter 20) for some more feedback on Chapter 20, but not only were they simply great reviews, but shie0917 left 19 reviews in what I assume to be one sitting. I think you all deserve an update I am fairly confident to be ready for reading. :)
And Clare- thank you very much! Wish you had a respond button :(
Many many many thanks to everyone who didn't forget Telephone after a whole month of absence. I truly appreciate it :) As I said, this chapter skips their break straight into Rukia's first semester at the university O,O It's a bit slow this one, but the next I'll probably torture poor Ichigo :D buahahaha.
(Too much medicine) Anyways, for the light of heart, skip the first scene- it's nothing but sex. :) Which was written to "Undisclosed Desires" by Muse before I even realized I wrote two whole pages of it. HA.
I hope you enjoy! :D
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.
Their pants filled the dark room, the moonlight pouring through the window above his large bed, light moans from her parted lips driving a groan from him, the rustle of sheets from their every move soft.
He buried his hand beneath the pillows and slipped it between his mattress and headboard, gripping the edge; fisting up the sheets by her breast, he pulled back, thrusting back into her warm depth, a loud cry of pleasure muffled by his mouth.
Lips moving in tune together, tongues taking long caresses against each other, Ichigo slowly moved his hips between her legs, his bare sex buried deep, her long, smooth legs wrapped around him.
A thin layer of sweat over their heated skin, her damp tresses splayed over his white pillow with her neck and head cradled gently, they kept their slow, deliberate pace, her small hands running down his spine; following his muscles back up to grip his strong shoulders.
Rukia gasped at a sudden jerk of his hips, digging her nails into him, Ichigo biting down on her lower lip.
She pulled him down closer, kissing him fully, moaning at his weight careful of crushing her beneath him, moving a hand to circle around onto his chest, moving up his neck into his hair and burying it within his mane.
Ichigo pushed into her, huffing against her gasp, her hand pulling at his hair when he pulled back too quickly, his reaper moaning deeply as he slowly filled her, moving his mouth down to her throat.
She shook as he ghosted his lips over her skin, the very tip of his tongue teasing her, his bangs lightly grazing her. Rukia arched her body into him, crown pushed back to offer more of her skin to him, his hot mouth over her pulse, biting down and soothing his mark with his tongue.
Rukia closed her eyes, unwrapping her legs from his defined hips, flattening her hips open as much as she could, Ichigo's hand letting go of the sheets and moving onto her breast, her moan having his teeth bite down again, Rukia hissing at the painful pleasure.
Her breast curved into his entire hand, kneaded and squeezed and caressed, his thumb rubbing her areola and hard nipple, Rukia's chest heaving with heavy breath she struggled to find, leaving his hair to wrap her arm around his torso again, his powerful muscles moving beneath her hands with every push.
His hand left her breast, running over her collar and neck, cradling her jaw, tracing her parted, gasping lips with his rougher skin, leaning in to lock their lips gently together, Ichigo suckling and licking at them.
Ichigo slowly pushed into her, his hand gripping the mattress' edge tighter, pulling out and pushing back in.
He wanted to please this woman, her tongue caressing his as he moved within her soaked arousal, his hand tracing her jaw to curl around the nape of her neck, tangling his fingers into her thick tresses.
He broke from her for air, their panting mouths against each other, his hips keeping slow between her, her hands gripping his sides. Looking up into amber, Rukia bit back a moan at another sudden jerk he gave her, gasping as he did it again.
She held onto his sides as he moved, feeling his muscles beneath his hot, sweaty skin, feeling them control his movements against her, this very body taking her the same to defeat Aizen last winter-
Rukia moaned as he drove himself deeply within, running her hands between their bodies, tracing his firm abdomen, running them up onto his chest. She could feel every steady beat his heart gave, Ichigo leaning in again to take her breath.
Her arms moved under his, hooking around and pressing her palms into his shoulder blades, fingers spread apart, touching as much as she could of him and pulling their bodies even closer.
She wrapped a leg around his hips again, her heel against the curve of his shaped rear, pushing him against her, their moans melted together between their mouths.
Ichigo broke from her for air again, pulling his hand from her hair to brush her bangs aside, breathing out a laugh at her stubborn bang, biting his lips as he pushed into her with the slightest of more force, Rukia's eyes fluttering shut before looking back up at him; "Finish me, Ichigo…."
Hand in his mane, she tightened a fist around orange, pulling him down for a deep kiss, pushing off his lips to gasp against him-
"Finish us -!"
His hand gripped her hip, lifting her enough for him to wrap his arm around her, Rukia hooking her own around his neck, both her hands clutching at his shoulder as he thrust against her, claiming her mouth before his hips started a faster pace.
His penetration was short and hard, Rukia's cries and moans too much for him, hugging her close, swallowing her pleasured whines stumbling past her gasping lips, groaning as his stomach grew tighter, sweat rolling down his skin from his hair.
The sheets covering them rustled with his thrusting body, slipping his eyes closed at a rare groan from the bed's wooden frame.
Her breath caught, tensing against him and pushing her crown back, their open mouths panting together, Ichigo driving one last thrust into Rukia with her orgasm; holding against her, his hips jerked to fill her with warm semen, moaning as he rode out his release, her nails dragged down his back as she fell from her peak.
He quieted their panting with a kiss, moving his legs to keep his weight off her, his arm slipping out from beneath the pillows to support him, his member easing out of her.
Leaving her mouth, pressing kisses over her skin, against her temple, Ichigo pushed up onto his arm, letting go of her hip to reach out and grip the headboard. Rubbing his forehead along his arm, skin slick with sweat, he rested his jaw against his bicep, amber eyes on the dark wood of his frame; Rukia gazed up at him above her, her breath steadying itself, fingers lazily dancing over her stomach as she laid there.
Ichigo dropped his eyes from the frame, finding violet within black tresses and his soft, white pillows, feeling her reiatsu hum gently beneath the weight of his.
Biting her lip, Rukia reached up and grazed her fingers along his jaw, ghosting them over his cheek, brushing his bangs back as she ran her hand through his mane, his fringe falling back to tease his eyes.
Rukia sighed as she dropped her arm back down, her hand resting on his pillow, twisting a raven lock of hair, her other hand lifting off her stomach onto his; "Stay up a bit longer with me?"
Amber eyes bore into her, narrowing.
"You start the university tomorrow… I don't think 'a bit' will be it…."
Violet eyes were bright in the moonlight hitting them, her hand smoothing over his skin as she moved it up his stomach and chest, curling along his neck, his pulse beating against the pad of her thumb.
"If you tire me out enough, I'll sleep just fine."
Ichigo shook his head as he laughed, muttering 'sly midget' as he leaned down, capturing her lips with his own.
The alarm blared out in the early morning, Ichigo groaning beneath his covers and pillows, stretching out his tall body before rolling off his stomach.
Tangling himself in his sheets, shoving his pillow aside to squint at the bright morning light, Ichigo reached out and slapped his hand over his Torch, grabbing it to bring over and glare at it.
6:00am blinked back at him from his screen, ignoring the urge to scroll down and choose snooze, dismissing his alarm instead.
Dropping his phone carelessly to the floor, Ichigo rolled to the other side of his bed, throwing the sheets off with a sigh; sitting at the edge, rubbing at his eyes, Ichigo looked to the open bathroom- what does the door look like, anyways- steam filling the room.
Rukia was showering, rinsing soap off her body behind fogged glass, her petite body slowly turning beneath the hot downpour.
He stood up, walking over to his luggage they had been too lazy to unpack yesterday, kicking it open and grabbing boxer-briefs off the top. Moving into the bathroom, he tossed the cotton material onto the toilet's seat, grabbing his toothbrush as Rukia turned off the shower.
"I thought I'd have to drag you out of bed, midget…."
Rukia twisted her hair to drip the excess water out of her tresses, wiping the beads of water off her skin best she could. Opening the stall's door and grabbing her towel, Rukia stepped out, wrapping the large towel around her frame, violet eyes on Ichigo as he brushed his teeth at the sink.
"And I thought it was custom to wear underwear, at least."
Ichigo rolled his eyes, ducking to spit out the paste, glancing at her before running the water.
"Che, like you don't like it…." He rinsed his mouth, Rukia ruffling the towel over her body, beginning to shiver as the steam aired out. Towel wrapped tightly enough to leave her hands free, Rukia headed out, caught by Ichigo's strong arms; "Ichigo!"
"What?"
He nuzzled her neck, closing his eyes as he breathed in her scent, tightening his arms to her wiggling.
"You're still dirty, idiot. Go shower first-."
She yelped as he spun her around, hands cradling her face as he kissed her, Rukia moving up onto her toes to meet his force.
Ichigo led her blindly to the shower, throwing the door open, both shinigami stumbling in, her towel torn off and thrown out before the door slowly creaked shut, hot water quickly fogging the glass again.
He pushed her up against the wall, grinning deviously into her lips.
Yuzu hopped around her room, pulling on her long stockings as Karin buttoned her blouse, her long black hair tangled.
"Why are we getting ready a whole hour earlier, again?"
Her twin swiped the brush off their dresser, tossing it at her, leaning over to step into her grey, ironed skirt.
"Because Ryuu wants to buy us a small breakfast before school, that's why."
Karin growled irritably, dragging the brush through her damp hair, glaring at Yuzu across from her; "He's your boyfriend, why the hell do I have to go?"
Slipping her arms into her blouse's short sleeves, pulling it up onto her shoulders, Yuzu started buttoning her shirt, brown eyes looking up into Karin's, large and pleading.
"Karin, please? He invited us both, and I want you there…."
Ah, hell. Twisting her hair up into a sloppy bun, Karin heaved a tired sigh, walking past Yuzu into the hall, muttering 'fine' before heading downstairs.
Yuzu smiled, turning to the mirror as she brushed her own lighter tresses.
Tatsuki sighed as she heard Inoue move about the apartment, creeping a single eye open. It was much too early in the day for her, a good two hours of sleep possible if she closed her eyes now, Mondays at the dojo starting at noon- not six fuckin' am in the morning.
Puffing her bangs from her eyes, she rolled onto her back, sitting up on her elbows.
Her hair was a wild mess, shivering at the early chill January still held, catching sight of burnt-orange hair billowing behind Inoue's rushed steps past their bedroom; "Hime?"
A stutter pulled a smile at her lips, her closest friend peering back around the door, smiling brightly back at her.
"Tatsuki-chan!" Moving to the bed, Inoue's smile faltered, looking at Tatsuki's tired eyes; "D-did I wake you? I'm sorry if I made to much noise-."
"No, don't worry. Didn't think your classes started so early…."
Inoue bit her lip, shaking her head as she sunk down into the bed beside Tatsuki, hands clasped in her lap.
"I… was going to ask them if they wanted to run by the café, get coffee and breakfast…."
Brown eyes were wide, her lean friend sitting up straight as she looked at her; "You mean, with Ichigo and Rukia?"
"Hai, of course with Sado-kun as well." Standing from the bed, Inoue shrugged, twisting her fingers around each other.
"We spent all over our break without seeing them, not saying much except maybe when we all texted happy holiday wishes… I … I miss them."
Tatsuki breathed out sharply, throwing the covers off, standing to grasp Inoue's shoulders.
"So, you're alright? You're okay with them?"
Inoue smiled tightly, shrugging, reaching up to hold Tatsuki's wrists; "I don't know, but how else could it be? I'll be fine eventually…."
Tatsuki didn't know what to say, smiling softly as Inoue's eyes brimmed lightly with tears, pulling her into her arms to hug tightly. They stood there for a while in clashing pajamas, Inoue closing her eyes as she gave a small smile, lashes catching the tears before they could fall.
"I'll be alright, Tatsuki-chan…."
His bag was slung over his shoulder when she walked out of the bedroom, grabbing his Torch off his laptop, heading out to the living room.
"Rukia- drop the Chappy. Even if something did happen over there, I doubt that thing could protect you from mean kids picking on you."
Rukia glared as she set the plush back down onto the couch, her male giving her a handsome smirk as he moved into the kitchen, grabbing water bottles and moving back out into the living room. He tossed her one, walking over to the balcony door, throwing the curtains aside.
The sun was bright, shining through the frosted glass.
"C'mon, we can round the park before campus, if you want."
Rukia looked up from her feet at him, her chest tightening as he rounded the coffee table in front of her, sitting down on it.
Reaching over, he grabbed both her hands in his larger ones, thumbs rubbing circles along her soft skin. His eyes looked up through his orange bangs, holding her hands tightly; "You're gonna be perfectly fine, midget."
"This is crazy, Ichigo, I don't know how you talked me into this. This is the university-."
He moved off the table onto the floor, kneeling on the soft carpet, his hands rubbing at her thighs. Bumping his jaw against, coaxing her to look up, he buried his hand into her hair, keeping her gaze on his; "You're Kuchiki Rukia. If you can take on an Espada, you can take some wrinkled man with dusty hands from all the chalk."
Huffing with surrender, she nodded, letting him pull her to meet his mouth, lips molded together- she jumped at her phone vibrating against her hip, groaning when Ichigo refused to let her break from him, dazed nonetheless by his mouth moving slowly against hers, her iPhone still ringing.
"Ich-."
Rukia moaned as he slipped his tongue past her lips, caressing and massaging hers, angling their heads to delve deeper and greedily take in her taste.
Inoue stood in their small kitchen, Tatsuki slumped at the table with a mug in hand, her hand dug deep in her hair to keep her head up; "So?"
Pressing end, Inoue walked over to her, leaning against the table beside her.
"She didn't answer. Should I try Kurosaki-kun?"
Tatsuki shook her head, swirling the coffee in her mug; "Nah, maybe they're still sleeping. They don't live as far from campus."
"You're right… a-and maybe they want to spend her semester's first morning together, alone." Tatsuki tried looking up to see her expression as she said that, but Inoue moved off the table, grabbing her jacket off the hooks behind their door.
"I'll just head meet up with Sado-kun. I'll see you later, Tatsuki-chan."
She waved before grabbing her bag, stepping out of the small apartment, Tatsuki left alone in silence.
Sighing, Tatsuki pushed out of her seat and headed over into the kitchen, dumping the last of her coffee into the sink, setting her mug down beside it. She trudged back into the bedroom, falling heedlessly into bed again.
"Ugh."
Karin laughed as Ryuu glared at the males about them, one too many pairs of eyes on his girlfriend, Karakura Community students oblivious and caring less about his status in Karakura High, smiling appreciatively at the twin beauties so different from each other.
"Naka-face, get over it. You're just like Ichi-nii all protective over Rukia, it's creepy."
Hooking his foot around Yuzu's chair leg, he jerked her seat closer to his, crossing his arms beneath a scowl; "Am not."
Karin snorted with laughter, Yuzu smiling softly with a bite of her anpan.
Taking a drink of his tea, Ryuu clenched his jaw at a whistle, turning his glare onto Karin snickering across from him.
"And how are you laughing? Aren't you offended at all-!"
Karin quieted down, leaning over the table with her dark hues peering past her bangs, reaching a hand out and setting it palm up on the table, Yuzu leaning forward to grab her hand and hold her tightly-
"What can we do? We're actually quite flattered many call us pretty. It's the day someone touches me, or touches Yuzu, that I'll be offended- and kick someone's ass."
Letting go of her sister's hand, Karin sat back, grabbing her drink to lift in a mock toast to him; "You're a limited exception with her."
The pair blushed at her wink, Yuzu hiding her smile against her own drink, moving her hand onto Ryuu's along their armrests.
He turned his hand to hold hers, glowering childishly at her sister across the table, Karin simply pulling down her eyelid and sticking her tongue out- "Byeh!"
"Kurosaki-!"
He switched his bag to hang by his left hip, pulling her over by her waist, Ichigo keeping to side running along traffic, Rukia wrapping her own arm around his hips.
The crowds rushed about them, the shinigami taking their time walking beside each other, the smell of coffee strong as people chugged on their thermos, open windows in offices and apartments giving off the smell of a fresh pot while small cafés ground fresh beans.
Fuckin' hell, how he missed school and these mornings.
They crossed a couple intersections, more people lugging bags and textbooks the closer they got to the campus, Rukia looking around her at all the different faces and bags and outfits, many as casual as possible without looking like they slept in it, some already studying.
So different already, turning at Ichigo's tug of her hair.
"I need my mocha- want anything?"
He knew not to bother suggesting going in.
They stood in front of the café Ichigo just realized to be named Shimizu Brew, rolling his eyes at his incredible attention and memory to details, feeling Rukia's shoulders shake with laughter; "What?"
"How did you survive without that drink everyday back home?"
Smirking handsomely, Ichigo pulled her closer, flicking her bang hanging between those violet eyes.
"I was doing pretty well with my withdrawals and I could have lasted without it the first two weeks of school any other semester before- but what can I say? You tired me out, I need it already."
Rukia punched his stomach with a blush, cussing when the familiar pain to her hand grew while he only laughed at her pointless attempt, hugging her close as he muttered against her temple; "Be right out, don't shunpo off somewhere."
Shoving him weakly, Rukia watched him step into the café just before a crowd crossed the street onto the corner, many filtering through the door.
Leaning against the window, she looked out to the street, cars rushing by.
To: Sado Chad
Hey, where are you? Classes at 10?
Ichigo stood in line with quite a few customers in front, feeling a familiar gaze on him from the registers, keeping his eyes on his phone as he waited for Chad's reply.
"I'm here."
He felt a decade scratched off his life span, failing miserably at hiding his jump at Chad's sudden, deep voice, snapping his glare onto the giant beside him- "Chad! What the hell, why don't your feet stomp!"
Chad's shoulders shook as he laughed quietly, apologizing to his friend dragging a rough hand through his orange mane, muttering irritably beneath his breath.
Moving up in line, Ichigo frowned as his Torch vibrated, looking down at it with a confused scowl as he read the message on screen.
From: Sado Chad
And I have 464 at ten.
Chad shrugged at Ichigo's questioning look, taking another move up in line with him; "Didn't want to scare you again."
"Ass."
They laughed as the line moved more, Ichigo keeping his gaze on Chad; "Are you here with Inoue?"
Nodding, Chad pointed beyond his shoulder, the shinigami turning in time to catch sight of Inoue leaving the restroom's hallway; feeling his reiatsu, grey eyes immediately found Ichigo and Chad, a small smile on her lips.
Ichigo tossed a smile, waving her over.
"Hey, Inoue…."
"Good morning, Kurosaki-kun! Didn't think you'd actually come at this hour, but I'm glad you did. We can still grab food and walk to school together."
Fuckin' hell. Rubbing his neck, Ichigo glanced uneasily between his two friends, Chad simply keeping quiet, Ichigo turning to Inoue with heavy eyes; "Um, Inoue, I-."
A heavy blush painted her cheeks, Inoue waving her hands vigorously as she looked around, the line moving a step forward.
"Oh, no, no, no- I-I sent Kuchiki-san a text asking you both for breakfast before classes! I feel her reiatsu, s-so I thought…."
His shoulders relaxed visibly, amber hues bright; "Oh, well, she didn't-."
Rukia jumped at her phone vibrating against her hip, groaning when Ichigo refused to let her break from him, dazed nonetheless by his mouth moving slowly against hers, her iPhone still ringing.
"Ich-."
Rukia moaned as he slipped his tongue past her lips, caressing and massaging hers, angling their heads to delve deeper and greedily take in her taste.
Confusion and disappointment flickered in Inoue's gaze, Ichigo stuttering as he fought back his blush; he was obviously at fault on this one.
"Matte, matte- I think she was barely checking her phone when I stepped in..."
Inoue's features lifted, lips shaping a small 'oh' as they moved in line once more, only a single customer in front of him; "Well, I thought you might want to spend this morning together yourselves, anyways, so can we all try tomorrow?"
Both Chad and Ichigo looked at her in surprise, grey eyes not exactly easy to read, but going by their guts...
Ichigo gave her a small smile beside Chad, nodding.
"Yeah. Tomorrow, Rukia'll be here with us."
Teru sighed as she bumped the register shut, brushing back her lavender tresses- looking over at Rin, she called her next customer, smiling as she took the order; "Coming right up, sir."
Moving aside as Rin did, Teru shot a glance out into the morning rush, immediately finding him behind two customers. Turning to the blenders, they both turned them on, Teru leaning over to whisper.
"Rin, you're not-?"
"And why not?" The brunette looked to the line he stood in, the same pair of friends standing on either side of him, his amber eyes absent of the annoyed gleam he used to hold around the curvaceous female….
Is he with her, now?
"But we're lucky they still even come here-."
Blenders snapped off and poured, they swirled whip cream on top, both baristas moving back to the registers and handing over their drinks, calling up the next customer.
Moving back to the brewers and blenders, Rin slammed a new cup down, dumping in ice; "We're not lucky he still comes here. He still comes here for a reason, and that reason is me."
Teru rolled her eyes, capping the cup of black coffee.
"Whatever."
The teacher droned in front of the classroom, Yuzu and Karin mirroring their slumped positions at their adjacent desks, cheeks in palm, eyes heavy with boredom.
Yuzu snapped back into attention at the vibration against her notebook, her iPhone moving over her tired scrawl.
You and Karin look miserable, and I'm the one in Calculus.
Glancing out their open door into the classroom diagonal from them, Yuzu found Ryuu in line of sight, his eyes chancing a quick look before moving back to the board.
Laughing softly, Yuzu turned her cell on its length, fingertips lightly tapping the screen in reply.
Well she's going over the SAME syllabus from the beginning of the year, can you blame us?
She barely sent the message when her phone vibrated again, frowning as a message from Karin came through, looking over at her sister.
Ew, are you sending dirty texts to each other during history and calculus? Nerds.
HEY! Not true, and when did you even take out your phone, much less type?
Yuzu immediately fixated her eyes on Karin, looking for any movement. Feeling another text come in, Yuzu grabbed her phone, moving it by her side closest to Karin to read the text and still keep an eye on her twin.
Probably Ryuu- Yuzu froze at Karin's reply on screen, gaping as she looked back at her again, still no sight of her phone, not a muscle moved.
Skills, yo.
"Here's your Double Grande White Mocha with caramel, Kurosaki-kun."
She held the drink out to him, her hand holding the cup by its center, amber eyes nearly glaring as he saw no way of taking it from her without touching hands. He was taking enough chances still coming to the café.
He pulled out his wallet from his back pocket, taking his time thumbing through the bills, Rin holding steady and keeping his drink held out for him. Eyeing the cup accusingly, Ichigo slid the money over the counter, muttering to keep the change, hesitantly reaching for his drink; feminine fingers beat him to it, closing around the drink against Rin's, snapping it out of her hold.
Inoue smiled tightly, holding Rin's heavy glare for a second as she handed his drink over to him, Ichigo whispering an appreciative arigato before slapping a hand to Chad's back, leaving the pair in line.
Clapping her hands together, Inoue stood before Rin with a coy expression, silent as their brunette barista stared into grey, straightening her back with a clenched jaw-
"May I take your order?"
Chad stood silently behind her, smiling.
In time, Inoue-san.
Ichigo stepped back out onto the sidewalk, holding the door open until a young woman rushed up to take it, thanking him as he turned away.
He found Rukia by the window, iPhone in hand; "Hey."
She looked up as he moved beside her, drink in hand, a sigh leaving her as she handed him her phone.
"It was Inoue calling me earlier…." The sleek device traded hands, amber eyes lightly tapping the screen as it dimmed on him, reading over the text on screen.
Good morning Kuchiki-san. I called, but I guess you're still asleep? I was hoping we could all have breakfast before classes.
Rukia crossed her arms, meeting his gaze as it moved off her screen.
"She's finally talking to us, can we still make it-?"
"Inoue's in the café with Chad, already talked to her." Pocketing her phone, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her to walk with him, his petite reaper frowning up at him, looking past his arm to the café they were leaving behind; "You did? Shouldn't I go-."
"Inoue told me, that we should just spend your first morning alone, and if we could do breakfast tomorrow."
Ichigo smirked at the surprise in her eyes, the pair stepping up onto the curb as the signal changed, cars speeding past behind them.
Pulling her closer, Ichigo took a drink of his mocha, tugging her hair as he lowered his drink, licking his lips; "Park or campus?"
Puffing at her bangs, Rukia reached over and snatched his drink out his hand, scowling deeply with a glare sneaked his way.
"Campus- let's get this over with." Rukia took a drink of his revived addiction, his hand squeezing her shoulder in reassurance, her arm wrapping tightly around his hips.
"There you are, Kuchiki."
They slowed their steps as her boot stepped past the large, elegant gates, the tall trees framing the entrance throwing rustling shadows over them, violet eyes wide as she looked around-
There were benches and tables lining the walkways, groups cluttered around them with laptops in hand, coffee and tea steaming from their cups, many students sitting alone against a tree or at a table, papers in hand.
Students and professors moved about them, towards them into the campus and out towards the street, hurried and slow, arms packed and arms empty, but not a single person bumped her shoulder; not a single person snagged their bag with hers.
Ichigo gently pushed on her shoulder, easing her further onto campus.
They walked around the many buildings and gardens, violet eyes taking in so many details, Ichigo explaining every building's purpose, pointing out the small convenient stores and cleanest restrooms, going by the fact Inoue would run across campus for them.
Taking a small set of stairs, Ichigo walked them through open doors into a warm hallway, voices and heels and cell phones echoing pleasantly, any groups keeping to the walls, some students already walking through doors while others waited beside them; Rukia broke from him as she looked for 135, finding the numbers above double-doors nestled in the corner.
She looked back at Ichigo as he slowly caught up with her; "This is a lecture hall?"
"Don't underestimate a room by where the doors are."
Rukia turned back to it, leaning back as she felt his arms circle her waist, his firm chest and abdomen pressing against her back.
Violet eyes closed, Ichigo resting his jaw against her crown; "Gotta run, midget. See you in an hour-forty."
Pressing a chaste kiss into her hair, he reached into his pocket and took out her iPhone, slipping it under her jeans' hem before he let go of her, heading back down the hall they came through.
Rukia breathed in deeply, reaching out and grasping the door's handle, pulling it open.
Ichigo gave short waves at anyone calling out to him, Chad chuckling whenever Ichigo asked him to confirm they knew the person, Inoue sitting beside the gentle giant.
She grinned as a classmate from last semester sat down next to her, his handsome smile bright in the early morning; "Inoue-san! How are you?"
"I'm fine, how about you? I thought you were transferring…."
Chad turned away from the pair, nudging Ichigo's arm as he waved lazily at another classmate from the previous semester; "How was Kuchiki-san?"
Rubbing at his neck, Ichigo frowned lightly, rubbing the bulge his phone made in his pocket.
"She seemed calm enough… hopefully no one's an asshole to her."
The lecture hall was slowly filling up, Rukia still amazed at the size of the whole room, a slight slope to the carpeted floor leveling them below ground.
Sitting in the middle, leaning back into the thin cushion, Rukia looked around, silently taking in the many faces and voices around her; she snapped her gaze to her side, a tall male of a blonde mess of hair dropping his bag into the seat, grey eyes moving onto her.
"Hey, didn't see you last semester. New?"
Rukia fought the urge to raise a brow at him, lips in a small frown, nodding as he pulled his jacket off, draping it on the seat in front of him; "Just started. How do you know who's new in a school like this?"
"Networking and the likes, and wouldn't notice you?" He winked at her, picking up his bag and dropping his body into the seat, Rukia looking at him with a slight narrowing of her eyes, dropping her gaze onto his out-stretched hand-
"Usui Naoya."
It took a few seconds before she lifted the furrow in her brows, meeting his gaze with a firm grip of his hand; "Kuchiki Rukia."
Ichigo was leaning against the wall when her first lecture was dismissed, students rushing past the doors to hurry over to their next lecture or lab, or simply back into bed; moving off the wall, he smirked as she came up to him, flicking her bang in between her eyes.
"So- was it as bloody and terrifying as you expected it to be?"
Rolling her eyes at him, she began walking down the hall towards the sunny weather beyond open doors, the last of the morning chill gone from the windows; "It was just like the Winter War. I hate your guts, Strawberry…."
Rukia let a small smile show as he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her in close to ruffle her hair; "How about now-?"
"I'll feed you to a Hollow!"
Have fun your first day of the university, Rukia-chan! Don't let Ichi-nii burn alive any handsome college boys who simply look at you ;) Love, Yuzu, Karin and Papa
Rukia grinned as she replied to the girls, leaning against a short wall beside Ichigo, a large, thick tree casting a comfortable shade over them. They were waiting for Inoue and Chad, the pair having lab a different hour than Ichigo, the tall shinigami done for the day since mid-afternoon.
Rukia had finished her last class just some twenty minutes ago.
His Torch hummed within his pocket, dug out to answer a call from Chad; "Hey, you're done?"
"Hai. We're close to the main gate, but Inoue-san wants to surprise Tatsuki at the dojo. I'll walk her over."
"Ah, sounds good. Let's head out from my apartment tomorrow…."
Rukia blinked as a new message came through to her, the first from Usui Naoya on screen.
See ya tomorrow
Shrugging lightly, Rukia let her screen dim, slipping her phone under her hem as Ichigo hung up with Chad, amber eyes on her as he swayed his chin towards their city home; "C'mon, midget."
Pushing off the wall, Rukia walked beside him as they followed the paved walkway, both glancing up at the loud yells-
"Rukia-chan!" "Kuchiki-san!"
She was taken aback, the small group of students she'd met throughout the day sitting together by the trees across from them, the girls especially smiling brightly and waving wildly, Rukia blushing as she waved back and continued on.
Ichigo held his gaze on the blonde male, grey eyes looking at Rukia above a smirk, Ichigo's gaze falling onto Rukia a few steps ahead, looking over her shoulder and smiling at her shinigami.
Forgetting the male, he smiled softly as she nearly skipped ahead, calling him a lazy imbecile as the distance grew between them, Ichigo jogging after her and slipping an arm around her waist.
See ya tomorrow
Much love, KurosakiLove!