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About this chapter: Sorry about this totally-cliché chapter—I can't help it .! I read Romeo and Juliet last year in school—the ONLY good thing about ninth grade!—and so I can't not (double negativeXD) make a chapter like this. I do apologize to any cliché-haters—you're just going to have to deal.

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I'm brushing my hair, about to get into bed, thinking about the date I just had with Ichigo, and, more importantly, the kiss I had with Ichigo. He's actually a really good kisser, I think, and then giggle. I'm about to lie in bed when Kawaii starts to bark.

"Shush." I tell him, trying to sound fierce in my happy mood.

He doesn't stop barking, so I go over and pick him up; he's standing on my balcony, which reminds me that I need to close my balcony doors before going to sleep. I start to close my balcony doors, petting Kawaii underneath his ear in a way that always calms him down, when I see a pebble land on my balcony.

"Rukia!" I hear a voice come from the backyard.

I go out into the hall and look down the stairs and see that the lights are off, meaning that Byakuya and Hisana are in bed, then I rush back out onto the balcony, leaving Kawaii on my bed. I look down to have my suspicions confirmed; Ichigo is standing in my backyard, throwing pebbles onto my balcony.

"What do you want?" I hiss at him, not seeing the romance as most other girls would. I'm too worried about Byakuya hearing us and killing him to see the romance.

"I just wanted to say hi." He says innocently, rubbing his toes together like a preschooler who got caught doing something bad.

I have to smile at this, but I hide it again quickly.

"You couldn't have texted me that?" I ask him, leaning on the railing, looking at him standing there. I'm suddenly self-conscious about if I look good enough.

"It wouldn't have seemed sincere if I'd texted it." He says, again in his innocent tone of voice. I roll my eyes.

"Is that all?" I ask, picking up Kawaii, who had jumped off my bed and scurried over to see what all the commotion is about. I quickly start to scratch underneath his ear again so that he doesn't start barking again.

"No." Ichigo says, looking up at me. "Is that a dog?" He asks, and I roll my eyes again.

"No, it's a unicorn." I say.

"What's his name?" He asks, and I feel pleased that he cares enough to ask, even though that is most everyone's reaction to meeting a new pet.

"His name is Kawaii." I say, smiling proudly.

"Kawaii." He repeats. "I don't want to sound redundant, but that's a really cute name." I laugh quietly, then go and put Kawaii back on my bed—he's falling asleep again.

I walk back out to the balcony and look down, seeing that Ichigo is still there.

"What's the other thing you wanted to tell me?" I ask, genuinely curious.

"Oh, right!" He says, and I shush him—I'm still slightly worried about Byakuya coming and killing Ichigo.

"Sorry." He says quietly.

"Anyway." He says, looking up at me, and I can see him blushing. "I just wanted to tell you that you were beautiful tonight. I forgot to tell you earlier."

I blush deeply, and can tell that my face is probably redder than a tomato.

"Thou knowest the mask of night is on my face," I say, a quote from Romeo and Juliet popping into my head. "Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek.**"

"Naw." He says, ruining the moment. "I can actually see you blushing. Short idiot."

I stick my tongue out at him and turn around.

"Good night, Rukia." He says.

"Good night, Ichigo."

I know, I know, cheesy and clichéd. I can't help it; I am a teenage girl, after all.

** Shakespeare, The Most Excellent and Lamentable tragedy of Romeo and Juliet, Act 2, Scene 2, Lines 85-86

I know that this chapter is suuuper duuuuuper short, but it gets the job done. It's just a non-important IchiRuki moment I wanted to add in. Hope you liked it! Please review! Ichigo will cry if you don't. (Does Ichigo cry?) Never mind. Someone else more likely to cry will cry if you don't review this. (That's better.)