A/N: It sure has been a long time since I updated this! Gahh, I'm sorry! (ok yeah, you guys probably want me to just shut up and go on with the story)….so…ON WITH THE STORY!

Recall from last chapter (since it's been quite some time):

Obviously wanting to rip her hair out, Rukia finally said to Ichigo, "DO YOU NEED ME TO BUILD A GREAT-WALL-OF-VIRGINITY ON THE BED?"

Ichigo's faced turned red, as he tried hard to hide it knowing very well he's flushing. "It's…it's not like that!" He stuttered.

She crossed her arms. "Oh really? Then what is it?" Rukia said with a mischievous smirk on her face. Teasing him was fun. Really fun. She never suspected that the usual tough Ichigo would be afraid of loosing his pureness.

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Chapter 9: Great Wall of Virginity II

"Ichigo, tell me, what is it that is making you so uptight?" The she-devil asked, partly concerned and partly amused at Ichigo's flushed face.

"YOU" the orange head pointed to her, "ME" he pointed to himself, "and THAT THING" he finally choked out ask he pointed to his bed.

"I did ask if you wanted a wall built for you, Mr. I'm-too-pure-and-innocent-to-be-in-the-same-bed-with-a-woman." She replied calmly as a little grin starts tugging at the corner of her lips. Then, she added slyly, "or is it because you're afraid you'll do something you say…shouldn't do?" She looked at him, delicate brows raised as if she's expecting him to 'entertain' her with his answer.

From the look on her face, Ichigo just knew that she was trampling over his pride as a man. So in order to defend the little pride he had left, he has to have some kind of good retort, right?

"Che – what makes you say that? I doubt your gigai can even work that way." He said flatly, as he tries very hard to not stutter while talking. Ichigo looked back at Rukia with raised brows that could mirror her own.

With a dark glow in her eyes, she asks in a dangerously low voice. "What do you mean by 'can't work that way'?"

Since our friend Ichigo here is currently looking elsewhere, he didn't notice the dark expression on Rukia's face and continued on what he thought was a 'winning streak'.

"Not much - just meant that you can't do what normal women can do since you're in some fake body." He replied carelessly, too careless, because not even two seconds after he said that, Rukia's hand (or nails to be exact) has traveled across his left cheek leaving the red marks of five lines on his cheek.

She scratched him across the face with her damn nails.

"BITCH, THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!" He yelled as his hand reached up to touch his swollen cheek. Now that's definitely going to leave a mark.

"I can do whatever thing any other normal woman can do." She barked out as the stood there, hands on her hips, and giving Ichigo one of the nastiest glares she can muster.

"Well you could have just said so!" Ichigo growled as he went to stand in front of her, apparently trying to overpower her with his height.

She turned her head sideways, "As if you will ever listen to me."

"Tch, why would I listen to a midget in a fake body who is currently trying to defend her dignity as a woman?"

When Rukia was just about to punch him in a jaw, a much nicer idea danced into her head.

"Ichigo…" She stated calmly. This in Ichigo's point of view is a little too calm for comfort.

Her hand went to his chest, and from there, Rukia trailed her fingers down his chest very seductively as she said, "Do you want to test out this gigai for yourself?"

It took a few moments for the words to register in Ichigo's head, but after those few moments, he finally choked the word out. "waa..wa……WHAT?" The substitute shinigami sputtered, as he looked down at his petite girlfriend who was currently looking at him with her azure eyes defiantly.

'Hook, line and sinker." The she-devil thought mischievously.

"Are you afraid?" She challenged.

His cheeks were turning a light pink.

Without saying anything, Ichigo turned around and walked out of his room and slammed his door shut.

In silence, Ichigo had admitted his defeat and Rukia had received her victory.

While inside his room, Rukia simply regretted she didn't take a picture of Ichigo's priceless expression.

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Downstairs in the kitchen, Ichigo was currently drowning himself with cold water. As he slammed his cup onto the counter, his conscious started telling him things he really didn't need to hear at the moment.

"Man, you're so whipped."

He groaned. But things only got worst.

"Kurosaki – you are a disgrace." An imaginary Ishida who popped in his mind said.

"Ichi-nii, you're such a loser!" This time, it was Karin's voice.

Ichigo grabbed a bunch of his orange hair and felt like ripping it out! First, it was Rukia, and now his own mind was playing tricks on him. Life's just so great; he can go ram his head into the wall.

"That's it; I am NOT going to let that bitch get the better of me." He thought as he proceeded back up the stairs to his room.

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Rukia was sitting on the floor of Ichigo's room, a drawing pad in her lap, pencil in her hand, and brows furrowed as she tried to make another one of her master pieces.

She looked up from her artwork as she heard Ichigo stomp in and slam the door. He carried two huge pillows with him as he stomped over to the bed and put them down.

Then, he walked over to Rukia and snatched her pencil and drawing pad away and threw them on his desk.

"Oi Ichigo, what the hell –"Rukia yelled, but instantly got cut off as Ichigo picked her up bridal style.

"Ichigo…what are you doing?" She asked as she starting to push away from him, in hope of getting out of his grasp, but he had a strong hold on her.

With Rukia in hand, Ichigo walked over to his bed and practically threw her on like some lifeless doll.

"Ow! Ichigo, what the fuck?" Rukia protests while swinging her fist in the air.

"Just shut up." He commanded in a low voice.

Ignoring Rukia's further protesting, Ichigo strolled over to the light switch, turned off the lights, went back to his bed, and climbed in beside the huge pillows that separate him from Rukia.

"Oi – Ichigo…"

"Just shut up."

"But Ichigo!"

"GOD WOMAN, JUST SHUT UP AND LET ME SLEEP ALREADY!"

"Ichigo…" Rukia continued as she leaned over the pillows separating the two and poked at Ichigo's side.

He ignores her.

"Not my fault he doesn't choose to listen…." She thought. So she just has to do this the hard way to get his attention.

After poking at him a few more times to see if he responds, Rukia gives up. Ichigo's going to get it.

"Way of Binding, Number 1!"

To Be Continued……

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A/N: Personally, I'm not very happy with how this chapter turned out…I can't point out what I'm not happy with, but um….I don't know.

Oh – and another thing; a reviewer mentioned that I should rate this T instead of K+ because of the language used so yeah…changed the rating