Chapter 23: Telephone

So this is my first time online since I last updated. Been both good and bad. Had a break down, but Idiot made up for it another day, blablabla. Currently blind for week, too :O I have learned to type without needing to look at the keyboard, specifically the last four years- 90 words per minute, muahahaha (is that even good?) so I haven't been completely banned from the computer... but I warn you that there may be errors, haha. Anyways, I am surprised I got 12 pages on Word with this. It's... really unproductive, haha. But with all the things going, I am glad to give you something. I have SO many ideas bouncing around my head for Telephone, that I wanna puke.

And as for SMD that was supposed to be posted during the weekend? The main reason I didn't go online, etc. I had four chapters ready to update a bit at a time... and now they are lost. Gone. Erased. All I found were some blank paper icons in recovery files, telling me "Windows cannot open this file" hurhurhurrrrr T~T I cried. A LOT. So, now I have to sit, and find the will and want and inspiration to do it all...over...again. Please be patient- and give ME patience! Dx

I tried to read reviews and messages best I could, but damn I can't see jack-shit, haha. I'm going to ask Ky-Ky to come over and read them to me :) and answer them :D So do not think I'm ungrateful or ignoring you! Just need eyes... And a very happy belated birthday to Valu86! I did not forget, but regret not going on to at least message you! I have something slowly coming together for you on Word... :)

Uhmmm, what else? Ah yes! No job and money and a complete, insane channeling of anger and depression on my room has led me to this decision:

I am selling my Byakuya, Hitsugaya and Ichigo fan-made-but-amazing-posters. Me pets and I are starving T~T Well, they aren't. I'm holding up on cereal :D Lose weight? I hope so~! Anywho, I will post photos on my profile and blog (geez... that blog... I abandoned it again, didn't I?). I am asking for the same price I bought them for, plus $3.00 shipping. I have le :) Thankssss.

Again... this chapter is unproductive. Sex is laced in an out of it... well, it builds up... then the long scene towards the end is the real graphics. I promise to make Chapter 24 a real chapter, haha.

I can't wait to read your reviews, both this chapter and last :) Hehe, practically giddy! Please enjoy what you can from this :)

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.

Rukia and Inoue's laughter filled the kitchen, both of their gazes soft as they shared their memories of high school, hands busy dicing and mincing ingredients for the miso, the danshi slowly boiling on low heat while their males kept to the living room.

Chad laughed as Ichigo's character stepped on a land-mine, blood splattering on screen, a groan leaving the shinigami as he fell back into the couch with a huff; "Thanks for the warning, partner."

"I thought it was obvious." Game resumed, the packing of the new Xbox 360 littered in front of the large entertainment center, Ichigo sat forward again, chancing a glance over the counter into the kitchen, amber hues soft.

He could only see enough of the beauties cooking together, barely hearing Rukia beneath the video game's noise, his controller vibrating in hand-

"Tank, Ichigo."

Ichigo snapped his gaze back onto the screen, his character shot before tons of metal crushed his body into the ground, a heavy scowl gracing Ichigo's features as he gave Chad a glare; "Really, Chad?"

His gentle giant stifled a laugh, shrugging innocently as he turned his gaze onto his friend, fighting a smile.

"Maybe Kuchiki-san should stand by the television to keep your eyes on it."

Ichigo scoffed, pressing his player back into the game before the countdown killed him off completely for the round, a smirk slowly pulling at his lips.

"Still wouldn't help- I'd have a full view of her."

Chad's shoulders shook as he laughed, shaking his head as they carried forth.

Be there in twenty, Yuzu.

We'll be ready

Brushing out her long strands of soft browns, droplets of water trailing down her bare skin into the hem of her jeans, Yuzu stood in front of their dresser's mirror, their floorboards creaking as Karin stepped through the door wrapped in a towel.

"Ryuu said he'll be here in twenty."

Nodding, Karin kicked the door shut, sighing tiredly; "Why is he awake at this hour on a Sunday anyways? Had I known we'd be leaving this early, I would have said no!"

Her sister only laughed, rolling her eyes with a smile, their gazes meeting in their mirror's reflection.

"Karin-chan- it's noon!"

"Exactly!" Ruffling her towel one last time over her body, Karin tossed it aside, bumping her hip against Yuzu's to make her step aside from her drawer. Brush set down, Yuzu walked to her bed, reaching underneath it to pull out a plastic bag.

She dug into it, taking out a black bundle of material and chucking it across to her twin; "Gotcha something yesterday with Dad, by the way."

Swiping the material off the floor where it had fallen from her head, Karin slipped on her underwear, straightening out with curious eyes on the black material she held, stretching it out between her hands.

"A sport's bra?"

Yuzu nodded, smirking as she crossed her arms beneath her chest, wiggling her eyebrows much like Karin; "So your giant boobs don't knock you out when you run-."

"Hey!"

"-but make sure you don't wear it around Hitsugaya taichou, or else you'll never impress him-."

Yuzu squealed as Karin pitched a manga off their dresser straight for her, laughing with hysterics at her twin's glare above flushed cheeks, Karin turning her back to her with a huff, throwing the sport's bra into her drawer carelessly.

"…bitch."

"Your favorite, though!"

"Your left, Kurosaki-kun!"

Snapping his aim to his left, Ichigo shot down the hidden enemy, a few more steps with Chad's character getting the checkpoint; "How is it that Inoue helps me out more than you do?"

"It's amusing hearing you get mad over this."

Rolling his eyes, both of them on the floor leaning against the couch, they had Inoue and Rukia sitting above them on it, their curvaceous healer shaking with excitement as she sat cross-legged behind Ichigo, grey eyes following their play on screen.

Rukia smiled as she looked at her, legs pulled in close to her chest, a hoodie of Ichigo's hiding her shorts but baring enough of her legs, Chad sitting in front of her. She sighed as she closed her eyes, leaning back into the cushions-

"Watch out!" "No, no, no-!"

She opened her eyes, Inoue pouting as Ichigo scowled, Chad looking over to him; "…there's a sniper on that side…."

Rukia laughed as Ichigo shoved the male over, Chad simply laughing as he sat back up. A countdown for Ichigo's character on screen again, he made to select continue, Rukia's iPhone catching his attention as it vibrated against the coffee table.

"Get it, Berry." "Yeah, yeah."

Leaning over and grabbing it, Ichigo remained leaned over, thumb sliding the lock aside, eyes growing heavy as he looked to the screen. Inoue frowned as his reiatsu began to weigh down on them, Rukia sitting up; "What's wrong? Is it the girls?"

Jaw tight, Ichigo shook his head, leaning back roughly against the couch with her iPhone in hand, falling to his lap as he looked over his shoulder into violet eyes, Chad and Inoue silent.

"It's Usui."

They felt her reiatsu immediately grow uneasy, a exasperated sigh leaving her lips, heel of her palm rubbing her temple as she let her eyes close in defeat, the television announcing his player's termination; "I told them I was busy all day today, though-."

"Well he wants to study, and you're not going." Ichigo tossed her phone aside, standing up from the floor, Rukia's violet eyes on him now, her neat brows furrowed; "Excuse me?"

Inoue sputtered under the tense air, looking back and forth between the shinigami, glancing at Chad with wide eyes. Chad met her gaze, lips tight, Rukia flaring her reiatsu as she moved up onto her knees on the couch.

"I already told him I wouldn't join them today, but by hell I decided that! If I want to go right now, I'll go-!"

"K-Kuchi-ki-san, Kuro-saki-kun, please-!"

"I'm tired of his shit!" Pacing the living room, Ichigo rounded his sight on Rukia, Inoue crawling to the couch's end away from her; "He calls you for any little piece of shit on your studies, texts at two, three in the fuckin' morning-!"

"Damn it, Ichigo-!"

"Doesn't acknowledge any of us when he interrupts our time together-!"

Chad moved up to his feet in seconds, ducking best he could past Rukia, grabbing Inoue's wrist and pulling her with him, grey eyes looking back as he took them through the door and out into the hallway, door shut behind them.

"Sado-kun, should we leave them-!"

Leading her down the hall, Chad nodded, his grip on her wrist gentle but firm; "He won't hurt her."

"Ichigo, you said you wouldn't do this-!"

She stood as tall as she could by the coffee table, violet eyes set on Ichigo pacing by their bedroom door, his hand pulling at his mane with frustration, their reiatsu rough and angry against each other; "I tried, Rukia! I tried, but it's you and me- not you, me and fuckin' Usui!"

"And he's not in this-!"

"He might as well be, Rukia! He blows up your fuckin' phone, texts you just seconds after you see him anyway-!"

Rukia shook her head, stepping around the table, reaching out for him-

"-and he calls you Rukia!"

She held still at those last words, hand falling to her side, violet eyes strained as his were behind his orange bangs teasing his lashes, looking at her almost helplessly; "You haven't even noticed, have you?"

Rukia swallowed uneasily, hardly shaking her head, whispering 'no.'

"Three times, Rukia… he has said your given name three times just Thursday and Friday." His jaw was tight as he looked at her, hands clenched tightly; "Not even Chad, Rukia! Who the hell does he think he is to you-!"

"Please."

He grew quiet, his petite shinigami looking up at him with arms hugging her small frame, her large, violet eyes catching any reflection they could of their lights, her stray bang teasing her nose-

"I left my world to be here with you, Ichigo… Nii-sama, Renji, taichou…."

Ichigo's breath caught, eyes burning as he watched her, Rukia's eyes holding his gaze; "I've changed everything, Ichigo! To be with you and your family, not Usui-!"

Rukia breathed out a small cry as he finally rushed over to her, stumbling as he came at her and wrapped her body in his strong embrace, Rukia's small hands clutching at his back, burying her nose into his chest, his cotton shirt fisted in her hands.

He pulled her close and pushed himself closer, his hand slipping into her hair and tucking her head under his chin, his jaw rubbing against her crown, burying his nose into it with eyes shut tightly.

"I'm trying, I'm trying, midget!"

She nodded against him, feeling his lips press a kiss onto her crown, looking up from within his arms, reaching up to grab his hair and pull him down to meet her own waiting lips; they moved slow and deliberately against each other, tongues caressing the other, his death god pushing up on her toes.

Karin scrunched her pretty features, Yuzu and Ryuu walking together beside her along school gates, the raven beauty reaching behind her sister and smacking Ryuu upside his head.

"Video games? That's what you've been doing!"

Rubbing his head, Ryuu frowned, shrugging his shoulders; "What else am I supposed to do? My parents refuse to have me working."

Yuzu tugged on his hand, her other arm hooked around Karin's.

"Keep up with the classes, Ryuu… there's no way they can keep you expelled for so long, you're a senior."

"Yeah, and I put another one in the hospital, sweetness-."

Karin made a dramatic, gagging sound, her twin pouting as she weakly shoved her off, Ryuu shooting Karin a glare. The main gate in sight, gazes on them, whispering about them, senior and sophomores slowed their steps, Karin's arms hugging her body in the last of the season's chill.

Turning a blind eye to curious, nosy looks, Karin looked at the pair, her eyes meeting Ryuu's; "You need to tell them what really happened, Nakamura…."

Stumbling into their bedroom, their mouths pressing hard, open kisses into each other, Ichigo grabbed the hem of his hoodie on her slender body, breaking from her long enough to tear it over her arms and head, immediately leaning in to claim her lips again.

He grabbed at her hips and thighs, squeezing her curves hidden by shorts, following her sides up to her breasts, cupping them and kneading them through her bra, her pert nipples defined by its lace.

Pulling at his thin cotton tee, Rukia had him strip it off, hands running over his lightly sculpted muscles beneath smooth, tight skin, stepping close and licking up his chest, a violent shudder running up his spine; his large hands cradled her jaw, kissing her, moving his hands to cup the dangerous curve of her rear and lift her up onto his hips, turning them to fall into their bed on top of her.

"Sado-kun, do you think they're alright?"

She sat with Chad at their small kitchen table, Tatsuki coming over with cups of coffee and sitting beside Inoue, sliding Chad's cup across the table; "What happened, though? Do you really mean a fight?"

"They'll be fine, Inoue-san." "Yes, Tatsuki-chan!"

Inoue pushed her cup aside, hands rubbing and kneading about the other nervously; "Usui-kun texted Kuchiki-san and Kurosaki-kun became so angry... he said last Sunday they didn't spend it together because of him."

Tatsuki frowned, drumming her nails against her cup.

"Who the hell is Usui?"

Chad leaned back in his seat, cup in hand; "He is a friend of Kuchiki-san, but he seems interested in her."

Tatsuki huffed out a breath, running a hand through her longer tresses, shaking her head.

"Poor kid might die early with Ichigo as the boyfriend of hers." They all nodded, Chad and Tatsuki taking a drink, Inoue's gaze on her hands; "I really hope Usui-kun doesn't cause any trouble between them…."

Tatsuki lowered her cup as she looked at Inoue, smiling gently at her worried friend, setting down the cup.

Rukia's hands ran over his bare, strong back, feeling his muscles work his body above her, her bare legs rubbing against his jeans, Ichigo's strong arms keeping enough of his weight from crushing her as he delved his tongue into her mouth, driving out a moan from her.

His hand exploring her body all over again, caressing her skin, running over her breasts and down her toned stomach, Ichigo tore open her buttoned fly, up on his knees to grab her shorts and pull them off her hips; moving back on his legs and running his hands over her knees and down her thighs, he spread her legs and leaned down, biting and kissing the soft, warm skin of her thigh.

Ichigo dragged his tongue over her skin, his reaper writhing and arching her body closer to him, lips open with violet eyes closed, gasps leaving her; "Ich-… please…."

He breathed in her scent, grabbing her hips and hooking his fingers around her lace panties, tearing them down her legs, caught on her ankle before he rid of them; head dipping between her legs, Ichigo immediately took to her arousal, his death god's breath abandoning her.

Can't believe Nakamura is here-

He's with BOTH of them!

Ugh, I bet they have threesomes

Ryuu handed over a single bill, a tray of chocolate strawberries exchanging hands, thanking the man handling the stand. Stepping aside, Ryuu headed over to the benches lining the main pathway in their community festival, Karin and Yuzu smiling up at him as he walked over to them.

"Hope you two like strawberries…."

Sitting between them, Ryuu let them pluck a strawberry off the tray first, all three of them looking about themselves as they enjoyed the delicacy, ignoring the stares passing on by.

He had another one, Karin reaching over for her second, his brown eyes glancing at her before moving to the kites up above; "Surprised you haven't told Old Kagine what happened yourself."

Karin looked over at Yuzu beside him, her lighter hues of brown meeting her dark gaze, a sigh leaving Yuzu's lips as she closed her eyes and rested her hand on Ryuu's knee, opening them as he looked at her.

"Rukia once told us, what her mentor did, a long time ago."

Ryuu turned as Karin leaned back on her arms, leg crossed over her knee as she looked to the sky, her voice calm; "She said there are two types of fights, and you are only one of the two. Either you are fighting for your life, or you're fighting for your pride."

"We can think of you, Ryuu," Yuzu continued, "as stubborn-."

"-or stupid," Karin quipped in, dark, brown eyes shooting her a glare, his attention back on Yuzu as she grabbed his chin and turned him, eyes firm; "But in the end it is your fight, and it's yours alone."

His chest tightened as he looked at her, nodding silently, Karin frowning weakly behind him as she continued to look up above.

But you still have us….

Rukia's leg curled about his hip, body rolling up into his as much as she could, a heavy moan leaving her as he kissed her hard and deep, tasting herself on his tongue and lips.

She pulled at his hair, biting and sucking on his lip, a gasp parting her lips to his panting mouth; "Ich-!"

Ichigo caught her lips, tongue caressing hers as he ground his hips against her bare arousal, the material of his jeans driving her into a wild haze all over again, their reiatsu flaring. He deepened their kiss against her whines, running his hand up her side and over her breast, tugging at the strap along her shoulder; Rukia shivered delightfully beneath his hand, sighing as Ichigo trailed his kisses down to her neck, his hand slipping her strap down to leave her skin open for his lips.

Rukia arched her naked body into him, nails digging deep into his strong back, Ichigo's reiatsu heavy with desire.

He grazed his lips over her collar, biting the skin as he fingered the lace hugging her eager breasts, pulling it down to expose her hard nipple, his mouth closing in around it.

Tongue circling her aching nub, gasps leaving his death god, Ichigo bit down on her nipple, pulling the lace further, taking in all that he could of her breast. Their moans filled the bedroom, Rukia's long, bare legs wrapping around his hips.

His bulge rubbing up against her warm, wet arousal through his jeans, Rukia's hands buried in his hair as he licked and kissed and bit her breast; he bucked into her, groaning at the heat between their pelvises, his hips steadily grinding and humping her, pulling from her breast with one last bite of her soft, full flesh.

Rukia pulled him down to her mouth, a hard, frantic kiss nearly bruising their lips, their breaths heavy as he moved to the curve of her throat into her jaw, biting her skin; "I hate him, Rukia, I hate anyone trying to take you-!"

She gasped as he tangled his hand into her tresses, pulling her head back to bare all of her tantalizing skin of her neck, his hot mouth finding her pulse and biting down hard, Rukia's whines melting into moans as he dragged his tongue over her pulse, soothing her skin between bites.

He wanted to mark her, mark where he could see and know she was his, her lips whispering his name over and over again, her legs wrapping around his hips tightly and keeping him against her, his erection aching and bulging against his jeans.

He felt her reach between their hot bodies, sucking her skin into his mouth as she cupped him, rubbing and squeezing as he slowly kept grinding into her, her male moaning against her.

Ichigo kissed her flushed, bruised pulse, moving up onto his hands and knees, deep ambers gazing into pools of violet through his damp, orange bangs, his reaper lying beneath him on his thick, lush comforter, her black tresses splayed about her, her lips parted just enough to pant softly.

Rukia bit her lip, hands moving to his belt, the metal buckle loud with only their heavy breaths about them, keeping her gaze on his as she pulled the leather off around his slim, defined hips. She leaned up to kiss him, his hand curling around the nape of her neck to deepen it, his jeans undone by her hands.

He huffed hotly as she slipped her hand past his open fly, shuddering as Rukia wrapped her hand around his member, stroking him lightly, nails barely grazing his sensitive skin.

Ichigo jerked into her hand, letting her fall back onto the soft bedding as he moved his hand to her wrist, closing his eyes as she kept rubbing and touching his sex, Rukia moving up on her arm to kiss him again, tracing his lip with her tongue.

She smirked as he opened his mouth for her, just enough for her tongue to slip past and caress his, her male shuddering at her touch and hardly able to fight her dominating lips, his grip on her wrist tightening.

Rukia rubbed her thumb over his member's swollen head, grinning wickedly as his breath caught.

He couldn't take it any longer, suddenly nipping her tongue between their lips, letting Rukia pull away from him to fall back again. His hand letting go of her wrist, he moved it to find hers and cover it with his larger hand, his aching erection eased out.

They didn't bother stripping his jeans, a stuttering gasp leaving Rukia's lips as he slipped into her, his hands either side of her shoulders, hands clenched around his bedding as he fought back a loud, satisfied groan.

Ichigo pulled back his hips, slowly pushing in again, watching her back arch blissfully, her mouth open with a silent gasp, lashes teasing her cheeks.

It had been too long since he saw her so vulnerable and trusting of him, since he had felt her warmth around him.

He moved his hips steadily between her legs, panting, watching her, Rukia's hands grabbing his tight forearms as she moaned, her pants softer and lighter than his.

"Ich… Ichigo…."

Rukia fumbled to grab his hand, moving it onto her breast he had left exposed, biting her lip as he palmed it entirely, kneading and rubbing it in time with his hips moving between her legs, his thumb tracing her areola. Ichigo leaned down and flicked his tongue over her nipple, his reaper breathing in sharply as his steady pace grew faster, heat slithering up her spine, their skin lightly glistening with sweat.

His reiatsu surrounded her, filled her; smothering her own so gently.

Rukia moaned with him, letting her legs fall to spread them open, a cry leaving her as he plummeted deeper into her-

"Hai-! I-Ichigo, yes-!"

His arm slipped under her neck and fisted up his comforter, dropping his body until his tight pectorals could feel her lace and nipple against him, their abs and hips against each other; his husked voice moaned her name against the skin behind her ear, Rukia's hot, sweaty skin shivering with eyes fluttering shut.

Ichigo's sex gave her a sudden, slow, deep push into her, her voice catching before she could moan or cry out, his mouth taking the rest of her breath. Her arms wrapped around his neck, hooked under his arm, Rukia clawed at his muscles beneath his smooth, hot skin, desperate for breath as he claimed her mouth, breaths heavy through their noses.

He left her to let her pant for air, leaning in and licking her pulse he'd marked, shifting his legs and hips to penetrate her deeper still, moving hard and deep again to her moans and cries, his hand moving onto her hip and gripping her tightly, keeping her still against his thrusts.

Ichigo buried his face into her neck, his reaper clutching at his back and mane, her walls' pulsing pleasure shorter and tighter around his member with each thrust, her pleas harder to cry out-

"A-ah-!"

"…Kurosaki-kun."

Ichigo jumped awake at Inoue's hand tapping his shoulder, shaking out his head as he focused his blurry vision, clearing his throat as he looked over at her desk, Chad quietly laughing beside him; "Shit, where are we-?"

"I'll let you copy later, just keep writing, Kurosaki-kun." Nodding, smiling apologetically at her worried frown, Ichigo leaned over his desk with his hand buried in his mane, three empty coffee cups stacked into each other at the corner of his small desk, his pen scrawling notes over his papers.

It was only his first block class, and his precious White Mocha already failed him miserably.

Rubbing his eye, Ichigo continued his sloppy attempt at keeping up with his lecturer's dull tone, feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket. He dug into his jeans, pulling out his Torch.

From: Sado Chad

Was it that bad yesterday? You didn't answer any of our texts.

Ichigo nearly snorted, glancing at his closest friend of years, lips tight with the slightest of blushes beneath bright amber eyes despite his exhaustion.

Chad stared back at him, slowly raising a brow just barely seen beneath his loose curls.

Ichigo sighed, turning back to his phone as he slid the screen up to reveal his keypad, muttering how Keigo would kill for this-

To: Sado Chad

We caught up from the past two weeks….

Ichigo tapped his pen on his notebook as his screen dimmed, pocketing his Torch. He looked over at Chad as his loyal flip-phone hummed against his desk, picked up and read.

Seconds passed in which Chad only stared at his screen, soon enough meeting Ichigo's gaze with a blank stare, his shinigami friend the one to raise a brow this time. Snapping his phone shut, Chad pocketed his phone as well, grabbing his coffee just barely drank from.

He moved it onto Ichigo's desk without a word, his attention back on the front, a soft laugh leaving his exhausted friend.

Taking the drink, Ichigo muttered a low 'thanks,' taking a full swig of it.

He had no regrets.

Ichigo, we're out early. I'll just head over to my next class. Too tired to stand around and wait….

"Rukia-san!"

Mika's voice turned Rukia's gaze behind her, her classmate's soft smile among brown waves of hair tugging at her own lips, her iPhone slipped under her hoodie to rest against her hip beneath her jeans' hem; "Mika-san, how was the lecture for you?"

They stood together, the rest of their immense class making their way out, various conversations echoing within the tremendous hall.

"Oh, it was fine," Mika brushed her hair back, looking into violet; "You didn't sit with us, again, though. What did Naoya-kun do…?"

Rukia pulled Ichigo down to her mouth, a hard, frantic kiss nearly bruising their lips, their breaths heavy as he moved to the curve of her throat into her jaw, biting her skin; "I hate him, Rukia, I hate anyone trying to take you-!"

Rukia sighed with a blush, brushing her bangs back to have them fall back into place, her tangled hair hidden with a sloppy bun.

"He was just out of place with Ichigo, just putting some distance between us since we have so many classes together anyways, studying and texting…."

She didn't really know what to tell her- mentioning her mate's desire to tear him apart for just looking at her would only cause more trouble. Mika frowned, but nodded, shifting her bag up further onto her shoulder, giving a small pout; "Well, punish Naoya-kun alone. How about we sit together wherever you want?"

Rukia laughed softly, nodding with a smile.

"I'd love to, Mika-san." She felt her phone vibrate, making to grab it when Mika grabbed her hand, violet eyes looking up into concerned, curious green hues; "Hai? What's wrong?"

"Is… is 'Ichigo' that boy from the other day…?"

Rukia could have snorted at boy, nearly every muscle sore and aching so amazingly-

"Yes, but look, Mika- he could never bring himself to hurt me. How about you even meet him?" Rukia looked into her green eyes hesitant to believe the raven beauty just shy of being her height, eventually softly agreeing, a smile pulling at Rukia's lips; "We like to have lunch under the sakuras-."

"Mika-chan, there you are…."

Usui's smooth voice pulled their attention to their open lecture hall, the blonde, handsome male walking out with their professor, thanking him again before walking up to the petite pair. Slipping his hands into his jacket, he stood beside Rukia, his grey gaze on her as he directed his words to Mika; "Are we walking Rukia over-?"

"Three times, Rukia… he has said your given name three times just Thursday and Friday." His jaw was tight as he looked at her, hands clenched tightly; "Not even Chad, Rukia! Who the hell does he think he is to you-!"

Rukia fought back a frown, surprised when Mika stepped up and grabbed her hand, pulling her aside so that she could be between them, her green eyes looking up at him with a smile.

"I need her to go with me to the ladies' room, Naoya-kun, but I'll see you after lunch? We're meeting up, get to know each other a bit more."

She didn't give him a chance to protest, pulling Rukia to walk with her down the hallway, their flats tapping the tile with every step.

Rukia shook her head with a quiet laugh, looking to the brunette beside her, Mika talking animatedly about the day's lunch special in the campus café.

Thanks, Mika-san.

…are you walking with him?

No, I'm with Mika. I want her to meet you.

Wuahhhh, my eyes hurt T~T ...just three chapters ago, I was giddy about hitting 500 reviews... I'm tearing up here! (heart). I hope you liked my second really-unproductive chapter (well... sort of...)

Much love, KurosakiLove!