To answer your questions, no, this is definitely not a Renji/Rukia story. I swear! Rukia thinks of Renji as a good friend and doesn't want to hurt his feelings by breaking her promise of spending time with him, that's all. CALM DOWN GUYS! xD

Renji leaned casually against the wall of the front gate of Kuchiki Manor, waiting patiently for Rukia to open up a Senkaimon so they could go to Ichigo's place.

It was obvious by her expression when he had left the training room that she'd thought her brother wasn't going to let him leave on such short a notice. But, although Byakuya was Rukia's brother, sometimes Renji felt he knew his Captain better than anybody else.

Renji knew for a fact that Byakuya constantly worried about Rukia and 'that boy's' relationship. Not that Byakuya had told him that, but Renji could just tell he did.

It had been almost too easy to convince him.

"Captain, I request your permission to leave with Rukia this evening." "Absolutely not, Renji. I need you here at the moment." "Of course, Captain… It's just; I'm a little worried about Rukia, all alone with Kurosaki…" "…On second thought, Renji, I think it's a good idea for you to accompany Rukia to the World of the Living. You may leave."

And that was that. Renji had gotten into his gigai quickly, barely catching Rukia before she left. And now, as she the Senkaimon, she looked shocked and a little pissed at him.

But he was going to leave with her if it killed him. He was bored in the Soul Society.

"Come on, Renji," Rukia called, already stepping into the bright light of the Senkaimon.

An Hour Later

Rukia Kuchiki sat on Ichigo's bed, pissed off and confused. Byakuya had let Renji come! What the hell had Renji said to let her uptight brother let him go at the last second?

Renji was always following her around, trying to 'protect' her. It was annoying as hell!

Didn't he know she could take care of herself? Sighing, Rukia ripped Kon off her chest and threw him against the closet door, where he continued to chant, "RUKIA'S HOME!"

"SHH!" Rukia hissed at the stuffed animal, "Don't you know that Ichigo and his family are outside eating dinner? What the hell is wrong with you, Kon?" Furious, Rukia stood and walked over to Kon, stomping him in the face and then tossing him in the closet.

Ichigo must've heard her, though, because within seconds he flung his door open, looking around wildly as if someone had told him there was a mutant hollow hiding in his room.

His eyes finally rested on Rukia, who was standing by the closet with her arms folded.

"Why the hell were you making so much noise? My family thought there were freaking ghosts in my room, Rukia! And why did it take you so damn long to get here, huh!"

That was a bit much. She came here for him, was forced to come, and she didn't even get a 'hey, how ya doing?' Before she even said a word, Rukia jumped up and kicked Ichigo square in the face. "That," she said calmly, "Is for not greeting me properly, Ichigo."

Ichigo rubbed his jaw tenderly, glaring at her like she'd just murdered a puppy. "Now," Rukia began, moving to sit on his bed gracefully, "I want you to know that I am not happy about being here. We're going to kill this freaking hollow as quickly as possible."

Now Ichigo looked confused. "Uh… Rukia, you won't be killing anything. Why- why exactly do you think you're here?" Rukia stared at him blankly. "Because the Soul Society wants me to help you take out a hollow." Ichigo shook his head slowly, crossing his arms. "Rukia. I requested for you to come here. I don't need help with the hollow."

"Then what the hell do you want?"

Something strange was happening to Ichigo. His entire face was becoming bright red, like a tomato. It looked really weird against his bright orange hair. "Uh… well, you see. There's this big party, and the hollow will defiantly go to it… but the thing is, you need a- a… date to get on the damn yacht, and I thought that they could send you here so…"

"YOU MEAN YOU BROUGHT ME HERE TO TAKE ME ON A DATE?" Rukia screamed, hopping off of Ichigo's bed like it was on fire. "ICHIGO, I HAD PLANS!"

Rukia ran past Ichigo unto his windowsill, sliding open the stubborn glass. Without saying another word, Rukia jumped from the window, landing with a thump on the pavement. Ichigo sighed, laying down on his bed and burying his face in the pillows.

In his head, he asked Rukia to go with him, and she said yes and then they played some Parcheesi and that was the end of it.

He'd planned it a lot smoother in his head.

Again, not a Renji/Rukia story. Promise.