Fixed some typos - sorry! Must of missed them when I was re-reading, it happens sometimes ~

Ichigo stared down at the girl he had just knocked flying, blinking rapidly. "Er…"
"Is that all you can say, you idiot?!" The girl snapped at him, a look of pure anger on her face as she got to her feet, brushing away the dust on her skirt and glaring at a dirt mark left from her rather hard fall to the floor. "You just knocked me flat, you fool!"
Something about this girl immediately sparked irritation within Ichigo, for reasons unknown. However, he had just knocked her flat.
"Sorry about that…you alright?" Ichigo asked, bending down to pick up her bag she had dropped and instantly frowning at the weight. "You sure got a lot of stuff in here…"
"What I have in here is none of your concern!" The girl yelled, reaching out a hand to snatch her stuff back, clipping Ichigo with the bag as she did.
"Oi! Watch where you're swinging that thing! You could knock someone out with that!"
"Oh, says the one knocking out people with a door?!"
This girl was really beginning to piss Ichigo off, and before he knew it, he was arguing with her.
"What about you?! You look about twelve. Why don't you go and play your University games somewhere else, okay; Midget?"
A smirk came over the girls face, and she stretched up on her tiptoes – she barely came up to his shoulders.
"So, I'm a midget, am I?" She breathed, right into his face. Before Ichigo could have any time to take those words in – a mighty pain erupted in his private parts, sending him to his knees. The source of the pain was the result of a well-aimed kick from the grinning black-haired girl standing above him. "Usually, I would beat you into next week. However, since Nii-Sama would disapprove, I suppose I can let you off with a simple kick this time."
"Why you little brat…" Ichigo grunted, struggling back onto his feet, wincing.
"I am not 'little brat'. My name is Rukia. Rukia Kuchiki. I suggest you stay out of my way, baka." With that, the girl named Rukia stormed off; Ichigo assumed she was going to class. Ichigo stared at her retreating form for a few seconds.
"Well…that could have gone better…but what the hell was her problem?" Ichigo muttered underneath his breath, letting himself into his apartment with a groan. "Damn, that really hurt…" It also felt like Ichigo knew her, but that was crazy. He'd definitely remember meeting someone who pissed him off so easily…or with that strong a kick.

Ichigo could hear voices down the hall; but after that meeting, couldn't bring himself to walk down there and say hello. If they were still hanging around there when he got hungry, well, he's sort the problem out then. Instead, he retreated to his room, shutting the door behind him and locking it. Ichigo sat down on his bed and pulled the various course information booklets and things towards him, flipping through them aimlessly. "Well, at least I don't have to buy loads of books and stuff…" Ichigo murmured underneath his breath, seeing that new students were given the required textbooks once they set foot in class. Next, he gave the map a good look over, trying to memorise how to get around. After five minutes of this, he threw it down, snarling. "I guess I'm just gonna have to learn my way around by practice…" Ichigo sighed, giving him room a glance. "I wonder if you're actually allowed to put posters up in here…this room really feels like a prison cell. To think of it…this whole place is weird and Aizen…" He trailed off; looking for a word he wanted to use to describe Aizen. "Damn." Not the most impressive word in his vocabulary, but it would do for now. Feeling his stomach start to snarl, Ichigo backed out of his room and headed towards the kitchen area.

One again, it was empty. With a sigh, Ichigo plonked himself down into a seat and listened- hearing no sound from the apartment. "They must have left for something…ah well. I don't particularly want to have another run-in with Kuchiki…" With that, he started digging through the cupboards. "Eh, they might not like me stealing food…whatever. Some toast won't hurt." He reached out, grabbing a couple of slices of bread and dumping them in the toaster, drumming his fingers on the counter as he waited impatiently. "C'mon…" He growled. "Did I seriously get the one apartment with the world's slowest toaster?" After an age, the toast finally popped up and Ichigo immediately grabbed it, grabbing some butter from the fridge. Sitting down on a nearby school he pretty much devoured the toast, remembering he hadn't eaten that day. "Come to think of it…when did I last eat?" Ichigo thought, wincing once his headache increased. "Ah… doesn't matter." Once done with the toast, he scrubbed the plate quickly and replaced it back where he found it, slipping back into his room without running into anyone. Good.

With a groan, he dragged a backpack lying on the floor towards him, blinking in surprise once he knocked a suitcase over. "Yuzu must have done most of my packing for me, I guess…" Gathering up the crap he needed for the next morning, he threw himself down on his bed, closing his eyes.

Tomorrow was when the real trouble would begin.

Author's Notes:
New chapter, woohoo! This one was mainly for introducing Rukia, the rest will come later, I didn't want everyone in one chapter haha ^^' So excuse some of the parts afterwards to kill some words x3 But um, yeah, thank you to those who follow and fave this story! I have a plot set out and things like that, I'm just building up to it currently…I hope you enjoy this chapter!