This was the first time she ever had such a dream: where a handsome man was kissing her deeply as they held each other…
Okay, so maybe he's not handsome since he really didn't have a face. But he had one hot body that made up for it!
Anyways getting back to the dream, Rukia couldn't stop a giggle when his strong arms tightened around her waist. For some reason they were both naked so they could feel every courtier of each other's body and it was nice.
"Mhmm," she moaned as she wiggled deeper into his embrace. She was immediately greeted by a tighter hug and a sigh that send his warm breath all over her bare skin. Goosebumps rose up and she giggled.
"Eun," a manly grunt came from behind her and that was all that she needed to realize she wasn't dreaming.
Rukia's eyes snapped opened and her entire body stiffened, not sure what was happening. Her big eyes roamed around the unfamiliar room and she was starting to sweat. But when she felt the arm around her waist—"AHHHHH!" she screamed.
Ichigo, who was dreaming of a beautiful woman in his embrace, was violently woken when an ear-splitting scream ripped through his ear. His eyes widened when he realized that he wasn't dreaming. "AHHHH!" he screamed.
They both stared at each other for a second, confirming in their heads that they were both naked and embracing each other just seconds before, before screaming even louder.
"GET AWAY!" she screamed as she pushed him away. The hard push toppled Ichigo over the other side of the bed…without the covers. "ICHIGO!" Rukia screeched this time as she covered her eyes with her hands.
"SHIT!" he cursed as he quickly grabbed the closest thing—the pillow—and covered up his private part with a burning red face. "I didn't mean it!" he defended himself.
"I know," she groaned into her hands as she looked away.
The two became quiet again as they remained frozen in their spot.
"D-did we…" he trailed off, the blush deepening as he looked around their setting, anywhere but at the woman on the bed.
"I…I don't—shit," Rukia cursed when she twisted her body the wrong way, sending a sharp pain between her legs. Ichigo looked up at her when he heard her whimpering. His eyebrows furrowed even more when he realized how uncomfortably she was sitting. Rukia also frowned as she realized what this meant. "Maybe, I guess…Yeah, we did."
"Fuck," he cursed again.
"…Yeah."
The two remained quiet, not daring to move in case it broke the silence. It was still taking them some time to accept what this meant in their lives. They were no longer virgins; their friendship would never be the same again.
Ichigo finally moved as he reached for his clothes, which he had located at the foot of the bed. "Here," he quietly handed her some of her own clothes as he quickly got on his boxers and a pair of slacks. Rukia just held her black dress, frowning at it. When Ichigo noticed she wasn't moving, he looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
Rukia looked at him, slightly blushing. "Um, a-are my un-under…garments down there?" she asked, her voice slightly trailing off.
Ichigo also blushed as he looked away. And his eyes immediately narrowed in on a pair of black, lacy bra and panties that appeared familiar, his mind probably remembering them from the night before. "Um, yeah," he coughed as he picked it up and handed it to her, looking away to hide his blush.
"Thanks," she whispered as she quickly grabbed the rest of her clothes. Checking to make sure he wasn't looking, Rukia threw the covers over her shoulders and quickly got on whatever she could.
Ichigo looked off to the side even though she was all covered. He merely slipped on his shirt, not bothering to button it up as he waited for an 'okay' to look back. "You ready?"
"…yeah," Rukia replied as she slowly slipped out from under the covers. She straightened the black dress from the previous day, but no matter what she did it was extremely wrinkled. As she got on her feet, her legs started to shake from the sore muscles. She held onto the bed as she steadied herself.
"You need help?" Ichigo asked as he watched her struggling on her feet.
"No," she sighed as she started to walk over to the other side of the bed where Ichigo was standing. When she appeared a foot in front of him, she looked over at the rumpled bed. "I can't believe this really happened…"
Ichigo followed her example and stared at the bed. His hands clenched into fists. "I'm going to go look for Matsumoto," he mumbled as he headed to the door.
Rukia was suddenly pulled out of her thought when she heard him. "Huh? What…Ichigo!" she gasped when he abruptly left the room. She chased after him. "Ichi—ah!" After only a few steps, Rukia's leg gave out and suddenly started to fall.
Ichigo was already out the door when he heard her gasping from pain. He turned around and reached out just in time to catch Rukia who was falling towards him. "Wah!" he also fell over and landed on the floor with her on top. He cringed when the back of his head connected with the hard ground. "Fuck," he cursed.
"Oh, sorry," Rukia apologized as she tried to get up. She placed her hands on his chest and tried to push herself up when his bare muscular skin stopped her. He also stiffened when he felt her hands on his open chest. The two looked at each other as something flashed across both their minds.
Flashback
"I—Ichi—Ichigo!" she breathlessly gasped.
"Rukia!" He grunted in pleasure.
End of Flashback
With a gasp, Rukia quickly pushed herself away, turning around to cover her blush. Ichigo was also pulled from his trance when Rukia left his chest. He quickly sat up and also looked away, making sure to button up his shirt this time.
"Um. Sorry about that," Rukia said off to the side.
"Uh, no, that's okay," Ichigo mumbled, scratching the back of his head at the awkwardness around them. After a second he got up and stretched out a hand to her. "Com'on. Let's go to Matsumoto."
Rukia looked at his hand before gently placing her own on top of his, accepting his help. When she got on her two feet again, she dusted her clothes as she spoke. "Hey, what are you planning to do when you see Matsumoto?"
Ichigo shrugged his shoulders. "Ask her why she spiked the punch. That's the only thing I remember drinking last night."
At the mentioning of the drink, Rukia suddenly realized the sharp headache that's been pounding away at her temples all this time. "Oh, so we were drunk…"
"What else did you think it was?" Ichigo raised an eyebrow at her.
She shrugged her shoulders as she followed him out the spare bedroom that they were just in. "I never thought the punch would be spiked. And I definitely didn't expect this might happen."
Ichigo scowled as he led her to the stairs to go down. "I'm going to go have a talk with her."
"But what good will that do?" Rukia asked, "I doubt Matsumoto or anyone else planned this to happen either. It's an accident."
"Still, nothing would have happened if the punch wasn't spiked in the first place."
Rukia sighed as she carefully took each step. Once they got to the first floor, they looked around to notice how empty the huge house was. "Where is everyone?"
"Probably still dead from last night," Ichigo answered as he made his way to the living room. And sure enough they came across ten people snoring away on the couch and the carpet, completely passed out and surrounded by empty bottles of alcohol.
"Should we wake them?" Rukia asked as she poked Renji on the forehead, causing the man to groan and swap her hand away in his sleep.
"I don't know, what do you think?"
Rukia looked up at him and smirked. In less than a minute the two had ear plugs in their ears and a pair of pots in their hands.
"One, two…Three!"
The two started banging the pots together really loud that it rang across the entire house.
"AHHH!" Everyone screamed from their rude awakening.
"EUGH!" they all cringed when they got up too fast and the hangover shot right through their temples. But Ichigo and Rukia continued banging.
"STOP THAT!" Ikkaku screamed as he tried to kick them but he was too far away.
"AH! Are you two trying to kill us?" Matsumoto screamed.
"YES!" Ichigo snapped at her as they stopped the noise, "You have a lot of explaining to do! Why the hell was the punch spiked?"
"What are you talking about?" she asked, her face contorting from the massive headache. "Ow, my head. Can somebody hand me some aspirin?"
"That sounds nice. Get me one too," Renji moaned.
Ichigo quickly retorted by kicking him in the head.
"What's going on?"
Everyone grudgingly looked up to see Uryuu and Orihime walking down the stairs, both as disoriented as Ichigo and Rukia.
Upon seeing them, Matsumoto immediately perked up. "Why are you two coming down together?" she asked when an accusing grin came across her lips. "Did you two…"
"NO!" they both shouted, although their faces were turning bright red.
Ikkaku, who was finally pulling himself together, looked up to smirk as well. "I think you two did. Did you two get drunk last night and had sex?"
Ichigo and Rukia unconsciously gulped.
Uryuu scoffed. "Please, I'm not the type to lose my conscience or my manners after only a few drinks."
For some reason Ichigo felt like he just made fun of him.
"And he was kind enough to take care of me while I was still a bit drunk," Orihime smiled sweetly, "He was so sweet that I allowed him to accompany me the rest of the night."
For some reason Rukia felt like she was being looked down on.
"But did you two sleep together?" Matsumoto kept wiggling her eyebrows at them suggestively.
Uryuu cleared his throat as he looked away.
"Aha! I knew it!—ow," Matsumoto cringed when her own booming voice triggered another headache.
"But we only slept together," Orihime said, but it just got her even more grins from the others. "Ah, I meant sleeping, not that!"
Renji laughed. "Sure, whatever you say."
"It's true!" Uryuu added but the others kept making fun of them.
Off to the side, Ichigo and Rukia could only watch on as Uryuu and Orihime were being attacked for sleeping together. They original mission to talk to Matsumoto completely disappeared as the two silently slipped away to the kitchen.
"That was a bit weird," Ichigo commented.
"You're telling me," she sighed in return, "I don't think it's safe to let them know what happened."
"I agree," he nodded back.
"Tell them what happened?"
Ichigo and Rukia stiffened at the third voice that was coming closer to them from behind. They slowly turned around to see Tatsuki staring at them with an accusing look.
"M-morning," Rukia tried to smile but her voice ended up stuttering.
An eyebrow went up. "Did something happen between you two?" Tatsuki asked.
Ichigo nervously chuckled as he tried to act normal while getting some water. "What are you talking about—"
"Is that a hickey!" she gasped out loud, causing the two to stiffen.
"WHAT?"
In less than a second the others were in the kitchen to stare at the large hickey on Rukia's neck.
"WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?" they all screamed, causing them all to cringe in pain the next second.
"Please stop screaming," Rukia begged.
Hinamori came forward and swept Rukia's raven locks away to take a closer look at the love bite. And there was more than one. "Who gave you these?" she giggled.
Rukia blushed as she brought up her hand to cover her neck. "I-it's nothing!"
"That isn't 'nothing,'" Tatsuki said, "It looks like you got attacked by someone. Who—" her voice suddenly trailed off and simultaneously everyone turned their head to stare at Ichigo who was sweating out buckets.
Renji's eyes widened as he pointed an accusing finger at him. "You…"
Ichigo tried to retort but nothing came out of his mouth. That was all they needed.
"Ichigo! You dog!" Ikkaku jumped forward and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "I didn't know you had it in you!"
"WHAT?" Ichigo gawked at him.
Matsumoto laughed out loud as she slapped him hard on the back. "You finally got rid of your virginity! Welcome to the world of adults!"
Ichigo scowled as he pushed them away. "Shut up!"
"Kuchiki-san!" Keigo came flying in as he wrapped his arms around her. "How did my delicate flower get plucked by—AUGH!" he grunted when a muscular arm came around his neck to pull him off.
"Leave her alone," Ichigo growled as he ripped Keigo away from a flabbergasted Rukia.
"Aw, is Kurosaki possessive?" Matsumoto snickered.
"Shut up!" he shouted again.
"Looks like there are two new couples!" she squealed, ignoring his screams, "Ishida finally proved he wasn't a pansy by asking Orihime out last night—"
"Oi!" Uryuu blushed but she just continued with her ranting.
"—and now Kurosaki and Kuchiki-san finally had sex last night, getting rid of the sexual tension that's been between them since the first day they met!"
"Oi!" Ichigo shouted this time.
"Let's celebrate with more beer!" she cheered as she rushed to her refrigerator to grab whatever was leftover from the previous night. Shockingly, completely forgetting their hangover, most of the people joined her in the 'celebration.'
Ichigo slipped away from the crazy group and joined Rukia who had ran off to a corner while Matsumoto was attacking him. "This is fucked up," he muttered.
She nodded. "I agree."
Uryuu suddenly came up to them and asked, "So is what she said true?"
"What?" Ichigo deadpanned.
The four-eyes rolled his eyes. "I'm talking about you and Kuchiki-san having had…you know…"
The two groaned as they looked away. "I don't want to answer that," he muttered.
Uryuu looked between the two before sighing. "I knew something was going to happen but not something this big. Seriously, just how sexually frustrated were you two that you did ended up doing it?"
Ichigo glared at him. "What are you talking about? This wasn't something we planned."
"Whatever," he dismissed his retort with a wave of his hand. But before Ichigo could snap back, Tatsuki and Orihime came over to their group with worried looks.
"Kuchiki," Tatsuki started, "How are you feeling?"
Rukia looked at her two friends and awkwardly smiled. "A bit off."
"Com'on, we'll help you get into more comfortable clothes," Orihime said, pointing at her wrinkled dress.
"Thanks," she nodded as she followed her lead.
Ichigo watched from his spot as his 'friend' disappeared from his sight. He ran a hand through his messy hair, leaning against the wall to support himself. "I can't believe what happened."
"You should have kept it in your pants," Tatsuki suggested.
He glared at her. "I was drunk. I didn't know this would happen."
"So you admit you two actually did it."
Ichigo grunted as he looked away. He stared off at the craziness in the kitchen, feeling his irritation growing. "What should I do? For some reason I feel like the bad guy."
"That's because you're a man," Chad said, suddenly appearing out of nowhere with his usual quietness that was unusual for someone of his stature.
"I feel like I just ruined Rukia's life," he sighed.
Uryuu patted his shoulder. "Don't try and kill yourself for something that wasn't your fault. I might have been placed in the same situation with you if Orihime didn't fall asleep on me last night." The three friends immediately stared at him, making Uryuu realize his mistakes. "No, I mean—"
"You mean what?" Tatsuki gritted her teeth as she raised her fist.
"Down girl," Renji came over and grabbed her elbow to keep her restrained. "He didn't do anything so leave him alone. The guy you should be pointing that fist at is that guy," he nodded at the orange head.
Ichigo glared at him. "Fucking bastard."
Renji glared back. "I still can't believe you slept with the new girl. This is going to bring a bad reputation to our school."
"It won't if you guys just keep this quiet," Ichigo said.
Uryuu shook his head. "Not possible with that group," he pointed towards the people who were getting drunk for the second time in less than 24 hours.
Ichigo stared at them before sighing in defeat. "I'm screwed."
"So what are you going to do now?" Chad asked.
Ichigo shook his orange head. "I don't know."
Rukia looked from the corner of her eyes only to see Ichigo scowling more than usual. She sighed as she played with the handles of the paper bag that was now holding her wrinkled dress from the night before. Orihime had found her some clothes in Matsumoto's closet (which oddly fit her body…that girl does wear smaller clothes than her actual body size) and was now being walked home by Ichigo.
"Sorry."
Rukia looked up when he finally spoke. "Huh?"
"Sorry," Ichigo said again, "You know…about last night…"
"Oh," she looked back down, frowning a bit. "But it's not your fault."
The two stopped when they arrived at her front door. But neither of them moved as the silence became more uncomfortable. Finally he responded. "But it feels like it is."
She looked over at him as her eyebrows started to furrow. "But it isn't."
"I should have been stronger and stop myself from taking advantage of you," he continued, "And now I took away the one thing from you without your consent and I—"
"Ichigo," she quickly cut him off.
The said man stopped his ranting and stared deeply into her eyes, not daring to say anything as he waited.
Taking in a deep breath, Rukia stepped closer and gently placed a hand over his heart. "I know you would never do anything to hurt me. I know you and your heart too well. So I do not blame you for what happened."
"But—"
"SO!" she continued, "Don't think I want you to hold responsibility when this is neither of our faults."
Ichigo frowned at her, not sure how to take her words. "But…will this affect our friendship?"
Rukia's eyes widened for a second before she took a step back. She looked away, not sure how to address this topic. "I…I don't want things to be different."
"But we cannot deny what happened," he said.
"I know," she sighed, "And I also know it's going to take awhile to get comfortable around each other again."
Ichigo nodded as he looked at her. "But we can try."
After a second pause, Rukia looked back at him with a small smile. "We can try."
He nodded again as he took two steps back. "So I'll see you at school?"
She nodded back as she reached for her door, still looking at him with a slight smile. "Yeah. I'll see you at school."
Few Weeks Later
Rukia felt her insides being turned inside out as more of her breakfast started to rush out of her body. She coughed at the burning sensation in her throat, tears threatening to fall from the corner of her eyes. The feeling, the sound, the taste and the stench was starting to get to her as she quickly flushed it all down as soon as she had stopped.
She took in several deep breaths as she pulled herself away from the toilet. But the moment she stood up, she had to lean against the cool wall to stop herself from falling as her legs trembled. In fact, her entire body was trembling from pain, exhaustion and nervousness. Her eyes slowly turned to stare at the little stick that was resting by the sink, still a minute to go before anything pops up.
Knock knock.
"Rukia? Dear, are you alright?"
Hearing her grandmother on the other side of the door, she swallowed whatever was in her throat and replied with a hoarse voice. "I'm fine. I'll be out in a minute."
"…Okay. I'll be downstairs so call me if you need anything."
Rukia didn't respond but instead slowly pushed herself off the wall and took stammering steps to the sink as she reached for the stick. Taking in a huge breath, she grabbed both ends and lifted it up to read the results.
Two blue lines.
As the new information started to settle in, Rukia's hands started to tremble before she dropped the positive pregnancy test on the ground. She reached behind her for the wall where she slumped against it, following its path to the ground, next to the life-changing test. Even as her butt hit the cold, hard floor, she refused to react as she stared blankly ahead.
Everything was turning out for the worst.
The world slowly came crashing down on her and she started to recognize what this might entail: giving up school, staying away from her brother, supporting her growing family with a low-income job, telling the father—
The last thought made her body tense. It dawned on her that Ichigo didn't know about the baby. And what might be entailed for him when he does find out. He would most likely be burdened even more than herself if he was to know.
Unwanted tears finally sprung from her eyes as she curled up into a tight ball. "Ichigo," she silently cried.
A/N: I just had to add the little last bit just to keep you guys anticipating the next chapter (I know I'm evil).
I thought this came out to be a pretty decent chapter (I know I liked it more than the previous one). I'm going to slow things down now that I'm writing the main storyline. Things are going to be epic. Also, to readers who are patiently waiting for this story to end before reading the sequel, I'm sorry it's taking too slow to upload. I will try to write more for you guys...but you don't have to take that silly challenge. You can go ahead and read the sequel. But if you are set on waiting, then I will work extra hard.
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