The Trouble with Love-games
Eventually, you are going to lose
Thank you to my lovely reviewers as usual, you guys make this whole writing thing totally worth my time, and I'm glad you didn't think the last chapter was rubbish :D
Oh and a warning, don't read this while you are eating, it mentions drunk vomit ;)
Without further adieu, the mooching shall begin.
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Ichigo had carried Rukia out of the side gate from Seki-seki's garden area and onto the street, where a taxi was waiting for them. He set her down, then ran around the back of the black cab and got in the other side.
"Where to sir?" The taxi driver asked Ichigo, as the latter was trying to gently do up Rukia's safety belt without waking her up.
He racked his brains for the address she had given him last time he took her home in a cab.
"50, Sakura way please"
The car pulled away and Ichigo sank back into his seat. He looked over at his girlfriend, sleeping peacefully.
'My girlfriend. I have a girlfriend again' He thought to himself, replaying the night's events in his head and smiling. Deep down he was worried she really never would talk to him again, since she did not seem willing to let him explain. 'I must thank Uryu, Shun, Jyu, Renji and everyone else who tried to help me get her back…'
His thoughts were interrupted by the car stopping on the narrow street of small terraced houses.
'Great, I hope the midget won't be angry when I wake her, she only just forgave me!'
"Rukia, gorgeous we are home, you need to wake up" He said softly, stroking her hand.
She opened her eyes groggily.
"What happened, where am I?"
"You fell asleep on me at Seki-seki, so I brought you back to yours"
"Oh, thank you Ichigo"
"It's ok, I thought I should bring you back soon anyway, a body that tiny can probably only take so much excitement for one night"
"Right now I'm more worried about how much alcohol it can take, I think I'm gona hurl."
She did look a little green.
Ichigo hastily pulled her out the taxi and paid the driver, who looked anxious to get away with the threat of sick being spewed.
"Pass me your keys and we will get you some water."
Rukia passed him the keys and let his strong arm around her shoulders guide her up the stairs. She was not feeling so good.
'How much did I drink? Cocktails from Kyoraku, those vodka cokes, sake' The thought of alcohol was making her retch.
Ichigo swiftly shut the door behind them, picked her up, and carried her silently to the bathroom. Thankfully the door had been left open, Ichigo hadn't much fancied guessing and ending up actually opening the wrong door into, say, her brother's room. He shuddered at the thought.
"Okay you just sit here on the floor, and I will go get you some water."
She nodded sluggishly, and started to slump down against the bath.
"No babe sit, you can lie down soon I promise, just don't want you choking on your own vomit yeah?" He propped her up again, kissed her forehead and went down the stairs as quietly as he could.
He had just found where she kept glasses when he could hear vomiting noises. He winced a little on her behalf. Luckily for him he had been drinking since the age of 16, and nights like this were pretty standard to him, so by now he could handle his drink pretty well, and coming home to vomit was no longer something that he had to deal with. Rukia, however, seemed fairly new to the whole getting drunk scene, for which he felt a little guilty, since he was the one who pulled her on to the party scene. On the other hand, he thought, as he filled up the largest glass he could find, this particular incident found Shunsui and Jyushiro responsible. Those idiots.
When Ichigo found Rukia she had the side of her head resting on the toilet seat. Thankfully she had managed to flush the vomit.
"Hey drink this sweetie"
She took the water and snorted a little.
"Since when did you call me sweetie?"
"I thought in your current condition you would prefer it to shorty, midget, or wench"
"Fair enough." She said, putting the glass down and turning to vomit again.
'Okay, if this doesn't make up for me being a jackass, I don't know what does' Ichigo thought as he knelt down beside her, holding her hair out of the bowl so she did not get any vomit in it, rubbing her back for her. He knew how unpleasant she must be feeling right now.
He passed her the water and flushed for her, as she tried to regain normal breathing pattern.
"I'm so sorry you have to see me like this." She was looking at the water in her hand. "You didn't have to bring me home"
"But I wanted to, besides unless you sleep walk how were you gona get back on your own eh? It is the least I can do to start making up for being such a jerk to begin with."
"Well, I appreciate it all the same"
"Come on midget, clean your teeth and I'll tuck you up in bed."
"Okay" and he pulled her up, kissing her forehead and exiting the bathroom.
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Rukia came to her room a few minutes later, where Ichigo was sat waiting on her desk chair.
"Ready for bed?"
"Yup."
She clambered in, still dressed in that nights outfit, taking it off just seemed like too much effort.
He pulled the covers over her, and kissed her on the forehead.
"Goodnight midget, text me when you wake up okay?"
"Wait! Don't go"
Ichigo turned back to her, halfway to the door, surprise clearly etched on his face.
"You want me to stay here? With you?"
"Yes, just for a bit. I've missed you so much Ichigo, I never want to be apart again."
"I understand, in fact, I feel much that way myself."
And he sat down, on top of the covers next to her, and let her snuggle up to him.
Just as he thought she were asleep, she asked him something.
"Ichigo?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"Why didn't you let me go to the house when you rescued Momo and Ran?"
"I thought that was obvious babe, I didn't want you to get hurt because of something I dragged you into. Besides, that Aizen was a nasty bastard who clearly liked picking on girls."
"Soi Fon and Yoruichi got to go."
"Yeah, but they are like mutant ninja girls. It was no place for midgets"
"I can take care of myself you know"
"Yeah, I do" He said, as he stroked her hair gently until she fell asleep.
'I'll just rest my eyes for a second too' and before he knew it, Ichigo had fallen asleep too, right there in Rukia's bed.
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Rukia woke up with her throat feeling as dry as the Sahara desert.
'Oh man, what time is it?'
She reached for her phone, but when her hand shot out, instead of meeting her desk, was blocked, by something solid.
'What the…'
She opened her sleepy violet eyes, and gasped at the sight that met them.
'Shit! I told Ichigo to stay! And he has fallen asleep! How am I going to explain this to Nii-sama!'
She reached over him slowly looking for her phone to assess the time, but lost her balance and fell straight onto the carrot topped boy's rather muscular chest.
"Ahh!" He exclaimed, jolting awake. "Oh it's just you midget. A simple good morning might have been a better wake up call, but I can't really complain"
"No you have to leave before Nii-sama sees you!"
"Hang on wait a min… Fuck! This is your room!"
"Well done genius! Now we have to get you out of here before he sees you and kills us both!"
"Is he really that bad?" He said sitting up and stretching.
"YES!" Come on lets go!"
They opened the door to her room slowly and carefully. Rukia stuck her head out. The coast was clear. She motioned for him to stay there while she went down to check the exit. Both the kitchen and lounge appeared empty.
She ran back up as quietly as humanly possible, which, considering how light she was, was quite quiet.
He followed her down the stairs, and ran out of the door she was holding open for him, kissing her briefly on his way out.
"I'll call you later midget!"
She waved, then shut the door after his retreating form. She turned round and slumped down onto the floor, sighing a sigh of relief, able to breath freely again.
'That was close, too close'
As she stood up and looked up to go back up the stairs, however, it was a miracle her breathing continued at all.
There stood at the top of the stairs in front of her was a steely eyed, livid looking Byakuya Kuchiki.
'CRAP'
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Wooo cliffhanger! You love it!
I must say, I feel morally obliged to bring it to your attention that drunk vomiting is not fun, or cool. Drink responsibly people! Know your limits! (I know my story involves a lot of drinking, so I feel I should point this out) Drinking is fun. To an extent. So don't over do it! :P Lecture over.
As always your opinions are welcomed / encouraged!