This is a new story that I've been working on recently. It's written on a lighter, more casual tone that Lying Loves. So yeah, enjoy! And don't forget to review if possible, they really do help a lot.

Thanx!

Faie.

1: Sweating It Out

"Huff ... Get off me ... You're squishing me. Huff ... "

"Does it look like I can, woman? Your damned leg's hooked on the obi belt. It's gotten all loose now, no thanks to you."

"How about this, bozo. You move your ass outta my face and I'll move my leg."

"Fine, midget. But give me some support, my leg's all cramped up from you straddling them."

"Agh! Asshole! Don't press down there. They're important!"

"What's the problem? It's not as though you had much to begin with. Besides, shouldn't you worry more about the daily binding than me pressing down for a second?"

"Ha, a second? At your speed? Besides, I don't bind them that tightly, it'd hurt. You, on the other hand, weigh a whopping 154 pounds, you over-fed baboon!"

"Hey! My baboon could kick your miniature ass all the way to Rukongai! "

"What! Say that again, I dare you. I'll turn you into a popsicle!"

"O yeah, you make snow. And while I make an angel, you could ask your wimpy pal Hana to pick you up from Rukongai, cause I sure as hell WON'T!"

"At least he had the guts to fight for me at the tower. You got locked in jail for being so damned weak!"

"Listen, midget. I trained as hard and tough as strawberry back then in order to save you. Bankai isn't as easy as you think it is. I'd like to see you release yours!"

"Whatever, dude. You still lost. You got your wooden worm thrown back at your face by my brother! NOW GET OFF ME BEFORE I SCREAM RAPE!"

"Like anyone would find a midget tempting ... Stop hitting me! I'm moving already!"

"Faster, bozo! I'm already late for the meeting. Nii-sama's going to want to kill me. AGAIN."

"Like he could bear to. Stop moving your legs, the belt's getting more entangled!"

"Then untie it, it ain't as if I've never seen your fat tummy before."

"You ... !"

"Alright, alright people knock it off here. You guys are making a scene."

"But, Matsumoto! He started it! That clumsy ass."

"Rukia, you know better than to let that get to you. Have all the etiquette lessons you've been receiving gone to waste?"

"Ha, you bet! All she does there is embarrass her brother with lousy flower arrangements and spilt tea. Or...or...how about the time the sensei asked her to showcase a talent and she cut the fusuma (opaque sliding doors) in two! Or when she had to dance in a kimono and she tripped on her own two left feet!"

"Argh! How'd you know about that? O wait, don't tell me. Another girl in my class likes you?"

"Heh."

"Such bad taste, such rotten, such disgusting, revolting, abhorring ..."

"Hey! Watch it, midget. You're just lonely cause he disappeared again to train with the white faced weirdoes."

"You watch it! I don't need him around anyway."

"Guys, won't you stop now?"

"Oh please, I know you cry into your pillow at night for him. Oh! Oh! I miss you, Ichi... Hey! Watch the fist, brat!"

"Shut up. You're just jealous cause you don't have anyone to cry for."

"Haha, does that mean you admit crying for him?"

"What! No, of course not!"

~the sound of the fusuma sliding open is drowned out~

"Matsumoto-Fukutaichou."

"Oh, you're from the 6th Gotei squad."

"I bear a message from Kuchiki-Taichou. He is now on his way to pick up Lady Kuchiki for her lesson. He has grown weary of waiting for her to appear."

"Ah. Great. I'll let him handle this. I still have reports to submit to Hitsugaya-Taichou anyway. You had better leave soon too."

"Sigh. I wish you both the best of luck."

~the fusuma slides shut~

"Rabbit-freak!"

"Pineapple-hair!"

"Chibi nut!"

"Fat-a...Nii-sama!"

"What...? Shit! Uh...uh... Taichou, what are you doing here? This...it's not what it looks like!"

"Before I even dare to question what ridiculous words are coming out of your mouth, Rukia, I want to know what his hands are doing on your waist."

"It was his fault, Nii-sama! He tripped and got himself tangled up in his own belt!"

"What! You lying..."

"Get off her."

"Hai, Taichou!"

"Now, let's go, Rukia. The entire class has been waiting."

"Yes...Nii-sama."

"And you, I've got work for you."

"The reports on the Hueco Mundo raid, Taichou?"

"No. Seeing as though you've got so much energy to spare even after Jujitsu training, you can go wipe down every inch of the squad's meeting room. The room still smells from when Shunsui led his band of drunken ruffians about on a parade last night."

"What! Ye...yes. Taichou."

I wrote this when I was feeling bored, so pardon me if it's lame-assed. And despite how it sounds so far, relax people, this is still going to be an IchixRukia fic. Just feeling a little directionless now about the Loves.

Faie.