The next three days went by fast, a little too fast.

"Got to make it, got to make it," Rukia said to herself as she walked out of her work building and to the coffee shop, where the lunch-coffee-date was going to be held

As Rukia's silver flats, that matched her new dress, stomped as she rushed to the café. The events that happened earlier ran through her mind.

"Are you excited, Rukia?" Orihime said as she took a bite out of her bread and bean-paste snack.

"Why should I? It's just coffee." Rukia shrugged, "Why do you care so much anyway?"

Orihime paused to swallow her food, "Because you are my friend, and I like to see you happy."

Rukia didn't answer

"Oh, before I forget, here," Orihime gave Rukia a box.

"What is it?"

"Just open it."

"Okay," Rukia gently open the box, and saw a brand new pair of silver flats, "Thanks, Orihime."

"You're welcome, they match your dress."

"Heh, thanks," Rukia said as she looked at the black chucks she was wearing

"There's more," Orihime smiled

"What?" Rukia saw a small bag, and when she looked inside, her eyes lit up

Orihime giggled

"You got me a chappy keychain!"

"It goes on your phone, and of course since we didn't get your chappy t-shirt I got you this before we left." Orihime was delighted to see her friend so happy.

"Orihime, you're the best," Rukia said as she immediately attached the chappy to her phone

"No problem, it's like your good luck charm."

Both friends hugged

Rukia smiled. Finally she was at the café and took a spot at the window. Rukia sat and looked at her phone and saw a text from Orihime 'Good luck '.

Now all that Rukia had to do now was wait.

She sat there, ten minutes

Twenty minutes passed

A half hour, just waiting

Rukia grew impatient, "Rat bastard is a no show," Rukia huffed as she trudged towards the door muttering some unflattering words to the ground.

She didn't notice who walked into the café until she collided with the person, almost toppling them over.

"Fuck!" she hissed, Rukia looked up to see who she had hit.

"Are you okay, mis-," Ichigo didn't expect to see who he had saw, Rukia.

Her violet eyes were shining, her light peach skin glowed. She just radiated a luring presence. Right then and there Ichigo wanted to take a picture of Rukia. He wanted to just capture the natural beauty she was.

"You sure do have the habit of bumping into me," Ichigo teased

Rukia was pissed and wasn't in a playful mood. She angrily grabbed Ichigo's shirt collar, pulling him close to her and looked him in straight in the eyes.

"You're late," Rukia chided

Ichigo could tell that she was pissed.

"Rukia, just calm down," he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck

"I waited here for over half an hour, and all you can say to me is calm down!" Rukia tightened her grip on him.

"Rukia, people are starting to stare," Ichigo calmly said

Rukia pulled him closer, "You ever do that again your ass is mine!" she warned

"I promise," Ichigo swore

Rukia sighed, let goad of his collar, dusted non-existent dirt of the skirt of her dress and walked to where she was just sitting as if nothing had happened.

'Feisty' Ichigo thought to himself, he smiled softly. Then followed Rukia and pulled out her chair to sit her down.

Rukia was caught off guard by the gesture and accepted, she was starting to run out of steam.

"Wow, it's been a long time since I've been on an actual date," Ichigo broke the silence

"Really, I thought a guy like you would constantly go out."

"Nope, my dad would always host these 'events' to try and get me a girlfriend."

"What would happen during these 'events'," Rukia asked

"Well…" Ichigo hesitated, "He would bring all these girls, who were rich, supermodels, and had faces covered in makeup, it's horrible." Ichigo put his face in his hands

"Wow, I thought any man would be glad to be around those types of women." Rukia somewhat mocked

"Yea, but these girls where sort of air-heads, they didn't have their own opinion, they just sat there and looked pretty."

"Well, at least you get to meet those girls, I always end up in blind dates that don't turn out well," Rukia groaned

"What, they came late," Ichigo jested

"Shut up," Rukia said playfully, finally cooled down, "This one time my sister set up a blind date with this guy who was obsessed with manga, collectables, t-shirts the whole thing."
Rukia read her fair share of manga, but this guy was over the top.

"How did you know he had collectables?" Ichigo asked

"He had a whole suit case with him filled with all this stuff."

"That's rough."

"Oh, I know," Rukia exasperated, "And my brother would always try to have me be with police officers."

"Why, police?"

"Well apparently they are loyal, disciplined, and orderly. Or so says my brother."

"How are they like?" Ichigo asked

"They are stuck up, and only talk about themselves," Ichigo was glad to hear that.

"Oh, really I thought they would act all high and mighty," Ichigo mused

"Oh, they where," Rukia huffed, "One time I got a blind date with one of my best friends, Renji."

"Not even."

"Yup, sent him right home as soon as I saw him," Rukia laughed Ichigo did too.

Ichigo still couldn't put it, but there was something about Rukia. He could just hear her talk for hours and just fell so relaxed around her. Something he always longed for.

"Okay, so out of all the dates you've had which one was the best," Ichigo was interested to hear what her answer was.

"I've gotta say… this one, even though you came late," Rukia admitted, "You?"

"Actually…," Ichigo leaned in closer to Rukia, "This is the best date, even though you threatened to kick my ass," he smiled

"Really," Rukia too leaned closer, "Why."

"This…"

Ichigo leaned in closer and closed his eyes, ready for a kiss. He could feel Rukia's presence inch closer and closer to him, from the small table. They were just one breath away. The feel of her lips so close to his was unbelievable, he never felt this way with any other girl, just her.

Rukia, felt as if timed stopped, just for the two of them. She wanted to feel his lips against hers. As if this moment would be theirs and only theirs, and that nobody could ruin this moment. Until she heard a knock on the window, were they had been sitting. She turned in horror to see a crimson haired idiot.

"Damn it!" She hissed

"Crap! So close" Ichigo growled

They both sat up in the way they were before.

Their moment was ruined.

"And, that's Renji," Rukia said totally exasperated, and tried to cover her face with her hand.

Renji waved at Rukia like a child and gave Ichigo a death glare. Ichigo shot back a menacing scowl at the crimson haired man.

Renji gestured that he was going to come in.

"He seems like a nice guy," Ichigo said sarcastically

"Why here, why now," Rukia groaned

"Hey, Rukia how's agoin'?" Renji greeted, "And who is this," the crimson haired man snapped at the ginger sitting across from Rukia.

"I'm Ichigo Kurosaki," Ichigo stook his hand out for a hand-shake to lower the tension, but Renji just narrowed his eyes at him

"Guess not," Ichigo pulled back his hand.

"What the hell are you doing here, Renji?" Rukia was more than pissed

"I was just passing by the neighborhood," Renji said coy

"More like spying on me for my brother," Rukia huffed, "Just tell my brother and Hisana that I'm fine nothing to worry about, okay, bye-bye now," she said coldly.

"Fine, I'll be sure to give Byakuya and his wife Hisana your message," and with that the crimson haired man left.

"Wait, who is Byakuya," Ichigo was starting to get confused

"Byakuya is my brother."

"Then who is Hisana?"

"His wife, my sister."

"But, I thought he was your brother?"

"By law, Hisana is blood related to me Byakuya is her husband. I call him brother, it's shorter then brother in-law." Rukia explained, "Making them Mr. & Mrs ."

"Then why did you take Byakuya's last name?"

"Damn, you ask so many questions, you writing a book," Rukia teased, "I thought it would be easier, plus my sister was so happy when I told her, so yea…"

"Makes sense," Ichigo said, "Does your brother always send people to spy on you?"

"Constantly," Rukia complained, "He's over protected, but it's only because he cares." Rukia leaned back in her chair.

Rukia checked the time on her phone.

"Shit! I have to go back to work, sorry, this was fun," Rukia made sure she had all her stuff.

"You want to do this again sometime?" Ichigo scratched the back of his neck shyly

"Sure, just name the time…," Rukia scratched a number on a napkin, "here's my number."

"Wow, it's the first date and you already gave me your number," Ichigo played

"Ha ha, very funny, well, see you later."

"Hey wait do you need a ride?" Ichigo offered

"Nah, I think I'll be okay, thanks anyway," Rukia waved

Ichigo watched her disappear into the city. Ichigo had a jump in his walk as he held Rukia's number his hand.

"Yes, made it," Rukia said as she approached the building.

She looked back toward the café. She smiled and lightly blushed.