Summary: Desperate times call for desperate measures. To protect what she has planned for her future, Kuchiki Rukia agrees to be the girlfriend of Kurosaki Ichigo, her arch-enemy in an oh-so-cliché scheme of getting his real sweetheart, Senna. But as the time goes, Rukia realizes she has started a dangerous game that risks something precious: her heart.

Disclaimer

I own Bleach. That's why recently in the manga, we can see an orange-haired bouncing toddler with big violet eyes running around. What? There's no such thing? That's not possible! *rushes to check the manga*

Pilot

Rukia stared emotionlessly, despite herself, at the creature stood before her. Said creature's eyes stared back at her unabashedly, as if what he had told her earlier was as common as a weather forecast.

Rukia shook her head.

"Is that a 'no'?" the boy asked, rather unnecessarily.

Rukia glared. "What do you think, retard?"

The Citrus Head narrowed his eyes. His amber irises turned into darker shade. "Tell you what? You are in no position to decline."

"I have a right to decline your idiotic proposal."

"Don't you worry about your flawless marks, Rukia? And don't even get me started on your reputation."

"And now you are threatening me. That is low."

"I'm merely telling you the consequences."

"Knowing you, I will not let myself believe those 'consequences'".

"Are you challenging me, Ru-ki-a?" he smirked.

"You would not dare." Rukia hissed.

The boy seemed still, unaffected by the deadly tone the shorter human had just voiced. "You think so? Because I'd gladly show you the demonstrations. Face it. Your life is at stake, so it clearly leaves nothing to debate."

Rukia stood tall, refused to show her weakness—or inside turmoil to the bastard who was currently twirling his pencil in between his long fingers nonchalantly.

"You have got this far just for some insignificant matter like this? God, do you not realize that you are being pathetic right now?"

"What I did and what I'm going to do is none of your concern!" Ichigo snapped.

Rukia tilted her head slightly. "Of course it is not. And that explains my rejection."

Rukia turned aroud and started take a step before Ichigo said,

"You forgot I have the evidence."

Rukia stopped midway. She then turned around. She gritted her teeth and marched toward the blasted boy.

"You!" she stabbed his broad chest with her slender index finger ("Kami, his chest. Must it be this broad?"), "why are you doing this to me, Kurosaki? I hate you, and you hate me! And I, strictly speaking, do not care about your love predicament. Why me?"

"Do you think I want it to be this way either? If I had options, it obviously wouldn't be you. I mean, why you? You are short, uptight, annoying, act all high-and-mighty… But newsflash, Princess, I have none of it at this moment."

A vein in Rukia' s temple popped out. What did the Strawberry say? Short? Uptight? Annoying? Well, she wasn't as tall as girls her age alright. And uptight? She only always made sure everything goes as it planned. There's a big difference! And annoying? Of course he was one to talk…

"Just pick one of your crazy fan girls; you are going to be fine. But they will not buy the schemes, anyway."

"They will."

"They will not. Why would they? You and I had never been in good terms."

Kurosaki chuckled. "Don't you see the paradox? They say the line between love and hate is just as thick as onion's skin."

Rukia quieted. She stared at the camcorder in Kurosaki's big hand unconsciously. Unfortunately, Kurosaki noticed it. He chuckled.

"Come on. You realize it yourself that you have no choice."

Rukia inhaled deeply, closed her eyes and start to count one to ten to calm herself. In ten seconds her large eyes closed, everything she knew flashed in emptiness. Yale Law School, her brother …

Kurosaki Ichigo.

The first time Rukia saw him two years ago, she just knew that the dandelion head would be the bane of her existence. And time only proved it to be right. There were no days of her two years of High School where they didn't bicker, to let the other live peacefully. No, they just had to get into each other's throats.

Flashback

It was a pleasant Sunday morning. Perfect day, perfect mood, Rukia mused as she felt the cool breeze on her face. She was enjoying the scene. The elderly went for a morning walk, Mothers held shopping bags with the vegetables jutting out, Fathers carried their children on their shoulder; teenagers were riding bikes just like her. Simple scene, really but to Rukia, it was splendid. This is what a live should be. Rukia looked down on her bike

My bike, Rukia grinned widely

'Nii-sama allowed me to do this? Unbelievable. This is awesome'.

Well, knowing her brother, having her own bicycle was something that worth a headline on newspaper. Everybody knew Kuchiki Byakuya: the young tycoon, the most eligible bachelor in Japan, the head of the notorious noble family, was a protective man to his only family member; his baby sister, Kuchiki Rukia.

She has always traveled everywhere with a car that her brother provided specially for her and only her. And not only a car, there was a chauffeur to drive her wherever and whenever she would like to go.

At first, a thought of The Kuchiki Rukia riding a bike was scandalous to Byakuya. Bikes were for commoners and frankly, she wasn't one of them. But she begged, and begged, and begged until Byakuya had to ask an aspirin from the maid to cure the headache that his sister caused.

"I want to be normal, Nii-sama".

Normal. Kuchikis would never be what people deemed as 'normal', her brother said. But those big, beautiful violet eyes made him say 'yes', anyway.

"I want to be normal, Nii-sama. I have to if I am going to go to public school".

Yes, that's right. A Kuchiki would be attending a public school. There was nothing wrong with Seireitei Academy, that Byakuya was sure. But then Byakuya remembered their late Grandfather a little over ten years ago and that was when Byakuya relented.

First, gave his permission to his sister to attend a public school. Second, allowed the said sister to have a bike.

Rukia knew it must have been hard for her brother. She also knew her brother did all the things he has done only for her sake. But Rukia wanted to know what it would be like to act like a normal teenager. To go to school by bike. not by a 7 series BMW. To attend a public school with a simple white shirt and platted skirt or sailor suit as the uniform, not that royal blue-colored blazer.

Rukia was on her own little world that she didn't notice a boy were crossing the street, his hands holding two paper bags. And when Rukia did see him, it was too late.

"Back off!" Rukia could only yell because her brain was in havoc couldn't tell where the brake was or which way to go to avoid the boy.

When the bicycle collided with the boy, Rukia was sent flying and the boy fell face first.

Being a true Kuchiki that she was, Rukia instantly apologized, offered some money before realizing she didn't bring anything. Not to mention she still had to bring the boy to the hospital because from what she saw, there was blood running down from his nose and several bruises that scattered all over his admittedly good-looking face.

"You fool! If you can't ride a bike, then don't!" the boy barked.

Rukia was seethed but it was her fault anyway. She insisted to bring the boy to the closest clinic and only after that she found out that the owner was none other than the boy's father.

A "My idiot of a son is bringing home a wife!" shout made Rukia jaw-dropped. Not only this oji-san seemed a bit demented, he was also way more different compared to his apparently grumpy son. Kurosaki-san didn't seem like take a notice to his son's battered form.

What shocked Rukia more, the boy's family invited her to lunch. Foods were provided by the boy's sister which made the boy, that Rukia now knew his name was Kurosaki Ichigo, goes on rants about how she almost killed him and how the hell did she deserve to be invited to his family lunch?

After borrowed the Kurosaki Family's phone to make a call to her 'friend' to bring her money, and only to be rejected by Kurosaki-san ("No, Rukia-chan! Thank you for what you've done to my insufferable son!"), and informed that her bike has taken care of, Rukia went home.

But The Kurosakis (minus annoying carrot-top) was so… warm, and nice. At first, Rukia just paid a visit for obligatory purpose but later, she realized that she was kinda fond of the family until on the first day of attending public school, she found out that she was put on the same class with none other than Kurosaki Ichigo.

As she opened her eyes, she cursed inwardly at her rare clumsiness. But Kurosaki was right. She's left with no choices.

Rukia stared into those molten amber eyes, didn't utter even one word. But Kurosaki knew instantly what her gaze means.

"So, Kuchiki Rukia. Be my girlfriend?"

A/N: *is fidgeting* so, how was it? I know, I know. You guys probably are having massive headaches now because of my very perfect grammar. I'm deeply sorry. English is not my first language, so it's all to be expected. Kinda.

Should I continue this? If you think I should, I need a beta-reader to save you all from the pain of reading a story with stupid grammar.

*chu