Have you ever blurted out something, then wanted to put your foot in your mouth? I did that…four times in Drivers Ed. Totally awesome. (Yes, I'm a loser who is still trying to learn how to drive because my parents thought that the whole "Drivers Ed Class" was trying to rip you off. Now they found out that it's REQUIRED. So…I'm taking the damn class two years late.) Anywho.

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As a side note, just something I wanted to clear up. I totally didn't mean to make the 'Ichigo is like Inoue' thing Ichihime-ish. I was intending the opposite. Initially I was following the quote - "Opposites attract"- trying but failing to indirectly hint that Ichigo is not interested in Inoue in the least. So I apologize for any confusion. :3

Once again, I apologize for any typos/grammar mistakes you may find. And…

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Bleach. O__O I ran out of 'fake' witty sayings, so I'm just gonna go for the simplified version.

I'm starting to like the recap thing, so I'm going to include one from now.

A recap for old readers (I find these helpful when I'm reading something I started a long time ago and can't remember what it was about):

Rukia enrolled in college under orders from Byakuya. She has gone undercover as a guy under the alias Ryoko in order to attend Aizen Sosuke's Psychology class. Anyways, some events occur and Rukia ends up meeting Ichigo - her roommate. After Rukia leaves for a shower, Ichigo finds Rukia's file. Rukia finds him finding her file and basically threatens to kill him. She was interrupted from carrying out this threat by the revelation that the two of them were late for the initiation ceremony.

During the initiation ceremony, the Dean introduces himself and Rukia meats Ishida, Uryu. Following the ceremony, she makes for her first class of the day. Psychology with none other than Aizen Sosuke.

Back with the Company: After stealing Hitsugaya's letter, Renji is, unfortunately, caught. /end

Last side note: I have no idea what Aizen actually calls Hinamori in the anime/manga. So I apologize for the discrepancy.

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"Hinamori-chan, if you don't keep up you're going to get lost." Hinamori was balancing a pile of books and falling farther and farther behind Aizen. The bell rang. "My students are going to be wondering where I am," he murmured.

"I know…Aizen-sensei but there are so many kids…" She twirled to dodge a couple of students running for class. Aizen paused and put a hand on her shoulder to steady her.

"I don't understand why you won't let me carry some of those books." Hinamori looked appalled.

"I-It's my duty Aizen-sensei! That's what a teachers aid is for."

Aizen looked at her for a second before smiling. "Then make sure to keep up, can't have my precious aid getting lost." Hinamori beamed.

"Right away sir!"

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Rukia walked into class. Early in fact. Now she wouldn't have to make any…failed…inconspicuous entrances. She looked around the room. "So this is what they call a lecture room," she mused.

The room was rather large. At the front rested a small desk. Behind it lay a chalkboard taking up the length of the room. Facing the chalkboard were rows upon rows of elongated tables and swivel chairs, each

table on a higher platform than the next.

As she looked around, Rukia had to admit that college was fairly more impressive than high school. Not only were the rooms bigger, but they had swivel chairs! The bell interrupted her thoughts before she could admire the room any further and Ichigo rushed in. "Ryoko if you don't move your ass, Aizen's going to count you late."

"Wh-" Rukia looked at him in shock. "Late?" Regaining her senses she boomed, "You insolent fool! I was here well before the bell rang!"

"Were you now?" Rukia froze. That wasn't Ichigo. Ichigo, sadly along with his voice, was now situated in a swivel chair, smirking. Damn. She turned around to see a young teacher with brown hair and glasses smiling at her.

"Ano…" For the life of her, Rukia couldn't figure out a thing to say.

Still smiling pleasantly, the teacher commented, "Why don't you go take a seat next to…" The teacher turned around, apparently looking for something. "Hinamori-chan, where did you go?" A muffled sound was heard from behind the door.

"I'm so sorry," the teacher commented before opening the door to reveal a young girl carrying a mountain of books.

"Don't worry about it sensei." The girl replied. "You were looking for this?" The girl extended a hand carrying a file while precariously balancing the books with one hand.

"Ahhh, yes. Thank you Hinamori-chan." He paused to look at the file. "As I was saying before, why don't you…" He paused for a moment looking at Rukia expectantly. Rukia in turn looked at him in confusion before a voice behind her hissed…name. Give him your name.

"Kuchiki…ano…Aizen-sensei? Kuchiki, Ryoko." Aizen smiled kindly.

"Yes, I suppose I am Aizen-sensei. Anyways, as I was saying, why don't you take a seat next to…Arisawa, Tatsuki." He looked around. "Tatsuki please raise your hand so Kuchiki can find a seat."

Rukia turned to look for said hand. When she found it she gasped. "Girls are allowed in this class?"

Aizen looked at her in amusement. "Well…I suppose it is un-orthodox for a girl to take this class, but yes. It's not like I can ban them, though the last time a girl attended this class…" he paused, finger on chin contemplating. "…was at least a couple of years ago. Nice girl. Well, get to it," he stated, pushing Rukia's rigid body in the direction of her seat. "Class must start. And we really are far behind."

"Hai, sensei," came the weak reply as she took her seat.

Rukia was in a state of shock. Girls. The same thoughts kept running through her head as she took her seat. They allow girls. Rukia inaudibly groaned. They had cut her hair for no reason.

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"You're Kuchiki, Ryoko, right?" It was now thirty minutes into the lesson. Aizen had gone into the basics of Psychology and Rukia had very nearly dozed off. Now Rukia lifted her head off the desk to reply.

"Yeah." The girl next to her stuck out her hand.

"Arisawa, Tatsuki." Rukia smiled slightly and shook it. It was nice to see some people were still normal…considering the only other people she knew were a guy who sews and the bleached creep rooming with her.

"You always seem to make an entrance, don't you?" Rukia looked at her for a second before Tatsuki elaborated. "First the ceremony and now this? You're brilliant!" Tatsuki slapped her on the back. "Not to mention you talk back to Ichigo. Hardly anyone around here that does…but then again, he doesn't treat everyone the way he treats you." Now Rukia was awake.

"Meaning…?" Tatsuki sighed.

"There's only a handful of people, me being the only girl, that he verbally fights with. Considering your entrance and response to his jibe," gesturing to the scene that the class had just witnessed. "I'd say you were one of them."

Rukia contemplated this new piece of information. So he wasn't a jerk to everyone?

"So he's not a jerk to everyone?" Tatsuki laughed.

"Nah. Just his friends." Well, that made things a lot better. Now she was friends with the strawberry. What next? Golf buddies?

"Huh," Rukia muttered. "How do I un-friend him?"

Tatsuki chuckled, "I like your sense of humor." That one line that made Rukia realize that she was actually being sarcastic. It wasn't just Tatsuki's imagination. She didn't want to un-friend him. Gods, was un-friend even a word? What was she, two? But damn, if this kept going on, she might actually fall for him. Then he'd REALLY think she was gay. Or a fag. She didn't know what was worse.

Rukia slammed her head on the table. The class turned to look at her in slight-concern, the only exception being Ichigo who was staring at her as if she were slightly mad.

"Everything all right there, Kuchiki?" Aizen called.

A timely crash prevented Rukia from having to come up with an answer.

"Hinamori-chan?" Aizen looked at her flabbergasted. "I thought it was a given that you could set those books down. Don't tell me you were holding them all of this time?"

"Ano…ano…" Hinamori blushed. "Sorry Aizen-sensei. If I was a better teachers aid I could have held them for longer."

Aizen laughed. "Don't worry about it…try to hold it longer next time." Then he continued ominously, "…if there is a next time, right Hinamori-chan?" He chuckled.

"Definitely, Aizen-sensei." Hinamori laughed, cheeks still tinged red.

There was a drop in temperature as the whole room seemed to go still.

Aizen looked at the class in mild shock. "What…I was only kidding? Professors can do that…right?"

Silence greeted him.

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"Hey, Kuchiki!" The bell had dismissed her from class and saved Rukia from further embarrassment with Aizen. Not that it mattered. But still. Now she turned to see Tatsuki running towards her.

"I haven't seen you around here before, so I'm guessing you're new, right?"

Rukia laughed lightly. "Yeah. Am I that obvious?" Is everyone here that perspective?

"A bit." Tatsuki slowed to a walk as she caught up. "But anyways. Do you have any plans for lunch?"

Rukia looked at her curiously for a second. "Not really. I was hoping on buying something…"

"Really?"

"Yeah," Rukia laughed. "I have a part-time job. It takes up most of my free time so even though I know how to cook, I never have time for it."

"Huh," Tatsuki commented. "You have a girly side, don't you?"

Rukia froze. If her cover was blown now, she'd have a tough time explaining why she was a guy. And why that wasn't creepy. So now, instead of her life being at stake, it was her morals. A hell of a lot better. Not.

She decided to try to laugh it off. "Not really."

Tatsuki punched her shoulder. "No need to be shy about it," but sensing the awkwardness of the subject, she changed topics. "Anyways. Me, Orihime, Ichigo and Ishida eat at the college. Interested in joining us?"

Tatsuki offered her a thumbs up.

"Os!" Rukia replied relaying the thumbs up, hoping to boost her masculine image. She imagined it failed because Tatsuki looked like she was going to keel over, laughing.

"I'll see you later then," Tatsuki chuckled. "I've got some things to take care of at the library. Meet me in the commons in an hour. I'll introduce you to Ishida and Orihime then."

Rukia waved. She didn't mention that she had already met Ishida. At least she would be introduced to this Orihime person.

"Yeah, I'll be there."

After she was gone, Rukia resisted the urge to slam herself against the wall. That could not have gone worse.

Well, never mind, she thought, perking up. She had plenty to do in that one hour. Namely dig up dirt on one, Aizen Sosuke.

But first. She also had to go ask nii-sama what idiotic subordinate had told him that Aizen's Psychology class was only for guys. She laughed evilly to herself when she felt her conscience twinge guiltily.

Damn, even she felt sorry for him. But the feeling evaporated as she felt her hair.

The poor bastard had no idea what he had done.

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"Tatsuki!" Orihime waved her over to the table she was sitting at, oblivious to the loud murmurs complaining about the noise.

Tatsuki raised her hand in greeting and sat down. She was humming under her breathe and seemed slightly disoriented so it was no wonder that Orihime picked up that something was amiss.

"Did something happen?" Orihime looked at Tatsuki.

"No, why?"

"You just look happy," Orihime commented.

Tatsuki shifted around uncomfortably for a second. "Psychology was fun, I guess. Aizen-sensei was pretty cool. Though definitely creepy."

"So that's it!" Orihime gasped. Loud murmurs picked up again, but she continued nonetheless. "You have fallen for Aiz-mmph." She was stopped by her friends hand on her mouth.

"No. That's not it at all!" Tatsuki sweatdropped. Sometimes Orihime could really be off.

"But that's the look you have on your face!" Wait, what?

"I placed 2nd in the martial arts championship in Japan. Don't you think I know better than to let my emotions show on my face?!"

Orihime shook her head. "Silly. Don't you know martial arts and love have nothing to do with each other!" While Tatsuki was trying to formulate a response to this, Orihime gasped again.

"I know! You should totally take sensei to the dance!"

"You can't take a teacher to the dance," Tatsuki retorted. "That's just creepy!"

Orihime looked thoughtful for a second. "But you just said he was creepy, didn't you? Besides, it's a girl ask guy dance, so there's no harm in you asking him!"

Tatsuki weakly chuckled. "That's besides the poin…" She was interrupted as the librarian came up to them.

The librarian himself was young. His white hair fell neatly across his face and he would have been quite handsome if not for the narrow eyes and smile giving him a snake-like appearance.

"You know I can't have you talking in the library. You're distracting precious students from studying."

Despite the foreboding aura, Tatsuki thanked the heavens for the interruption.

"We'll be on our way then. Sorry for the commotion, Ichimaru-san." Tatsuki stood up, dragging Orihime with her. "We have lunch to go to anyways."

"Take care then." Gin smiled.

Tatsuki didn't know exactly why, but the librarian always freaked her out. Always.

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'k, so lots of things happening here. One, yes I thought it'd be interesting to see what Rukia would do if Tatsuki fell for Ryoko. Two, that is not for the life of this story actually going to be carried out. It will fail, Rukia's identity will be exposed, and Ichiruki will happen. Not necessarily in that order. -evil grin- But anyways. If that creeps you out, tell me. If it doesn't, tell me. If you think it'll be funny, tell me. O__O" Cause I'm not sure if I should follow through with it or not. Just making her so OC is creeping me out so…anyways.

I also have to clear one thing up: by pageant, I meant dance. For the life of me, I have no idea how I mixed those two up last chapter. That's what I get for skipping ahead.

I hafta apologize for the slightly OC antics of Aizen and way OC antics of Tatsuki.

I also apologize for any inconsistencies and typo/grammar mistakes. I do try to check for these, but I don't catch them all. Ever.

And finally, I ask for reviews. Love it, hate it, trash it and re-write it, I need to know so that I can improve. 3 You're reviews are much loved and fuel the fire (if you can call it that) for my writing so don't forget to review. Thanks to my reviewers I've been updating every two days for the past two chapters.

I wonder if you can make me go faster. XD At least the update this time was fairly lengthy.

Well, 'till next time. (I think I'm going to make this my slogan).

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