Okay, so here is a new story from me...

Chapter 1

Class Topic: School Festival

Another year has passed and even though Ichigo and Rukia are in different classes they do hang around each other like normal. Though, it has been decreasing lately ever since Ichigo had begun a new relationship. Rukia watched Ichigo as his new girlfriend holds his hand and caresses his knuckles while the student council meeting was in session. She was a nice girl, Rukia thought. She's glad Ichigo had found somebody he could care for. Really. She's happy for him. They've been going out for three weeks already. She remembered when Ichigo had told her on the rooftop that he had liked this girl. Rukia was surprised and shocked that he could actually find a girl he's willing to have an intimate relationship with, but that's all she felt. Nothing more and nothing less: just surprise and shock. She congratulated him and told him that he better treat her right or else she'll have to beat him for making a girl cry. He laughed in return and told her that she won't feel the need to do that because he was pretty serious about her. She smiled back and told him to do his best.

She focused her attention back to the student president. He began to write what each class was going to do for the student festival onto the white board. "Hanatarou, your class is doing?" Rukia looked at the other representative that was from her class. He was nice and smart but he was rather shy and clumsy. Rukia spoke in his place since she is the other representative.

"We'll be doing a Host Club." She responded. And the President began to write it down.

That seemed to get Ichigo's attention because he immediately looked up when he heard Rukia's voice say 'Host Club' (which was a pretty weird combination, to him at the least) and he couldn't help but smirk. Rukia must have keen ears. Even though Ichigo was all the way on the other side of the room, she heard that small noise he had made and turned to glare at him for she knew exactly what he's thinking. Ichigo, receiving the glare Rukia showed him, smiled at her in return to let her know that he had got it. Ichigo's attitude towards her was still the same as always. Though it probably has softened up a bit due to the fact that he had a girlfriend but nonetheless they would always have small arguments over anything nonsensical.

"You think I can't do it, right!?" Rukia shot at him as soon as the meeting was adjourned and everyone walked to their designated classroom except for her, Ichigo, his girlfriend, Senna, and Hanatarou. She really hated the fact that Ichigo would doubt her capabilities.

"Nonsense!" he shot back. "You can probably do it since your so good at acting, but I doubt you would make an excellent hostess or make a nice looking one for that matter."

"Are you implying that I'm not attractive!?" she asked, getting more angry by the moment. He better not say that answer, she thought. He better—

"No," the orange haired teen answered with a smug look, "you're not." Rukia was pissed. She balled her fist and punched him directly in the face which sent Ichigo flying to a wall. Senna immediately went to check if he was alright. Rukia, however, walked away furious. Hanatarou was right behind her.

How dare he say I'm not attractive!

Rukia was asked out often, but she had rejected every single one. Whether Ichigo knew that or not was beyond her. Anyone can see that in Rukia's class they have very attractive people there in which that was the reason they decided to do a Host Club, because it would be fun and succeed in easily winning first place. Orihime waited for her return and wondered if everything went well at the meeting. Rukia nodded and said it has been approved.

Rukia and Orihime were together again in the same class along with Ishida, Tatsuki, Mizuiro, and a couple of their old classmates. As far as the attractive group in the class goes there were Orihime, Rukia, Tatsuki (who really was striking but her bold attitude was what made the males keep away from her),Ishida (yes, some girls have gone up to this certain boy and had confessed their love; however, the boy had declined because he already had someone in his heart), Kunieda Ryō, and a few other people who came from a different class which was Hitsugaya Toushiro, Hinamori Momo, Hisagi Shuuhei, Muguruma Kensei, and others who shall remain nameless. Ichigo, Chad, and Keigo, along with Chizuru, Natsui Mahana, and Ogawa Michiru were together in another class with other new faces like Hirako Shinji, Sarugaki Hiyori,and Yadōmaru Risa. Ichigo's girlfriend, unfortunately, was from a different class altogether along with Abarai Renji, Ayasegawa Yumichika, Madarame Ikkaku,Kurotsuchi Nemu, and Izuru Kira.

After school, Orihime waited for Tatsuki and Rukia as well since she no longer can walk with Ichigo. The three girls silently walked out the front gate and saw Senna put her hand on Ichigo's arm as they headed in a different direction towards her house. Rukia stared at them until they turned around the corner.

"Kuchiki-san!" Orihime called out. Rukia turned her head to see a brown haired girl wave eagerly for her attention signaling her to hurry up.

"Sorry!" Rukia said as she jogged a few steps and caught up with them.

They continued on walking. The first one to be dropped was Tatsuki. Orihime and Rukia waved her good-bye and Tatsuki waved back and went inside her house. They were silent for a moment until Orihime called her name.

"Hmm?" Rukia raised her eyebrows.

"Forgive me if I'm prying, Kuchiki-san, but are you fine with Kurosaki-kun and Senna?" Orihime asked curiously and somewhat concerned.

Rukia looked at her. "Why do you ask that?"

"Well…" was all Orihime could say.

Rukia paused for a moment. What made Orihime ask a bizarre question? Rukia didn't need to think of the answer, really. It was a simple solid, "Yeah, I'm fine with it." She stared at Orihime. "Are you fine with it?" she asked in return. "You had confessed your love but he…" Rukia didn't continue any further. She couldn't, after she found out how much her friend cried over the orange haired boy.

"Yes and no, to be honest." She replied. She looked at Rukia. "I'm fine with it on my part. I accepted the fact that we'll always just be friends, but…"

"But?" Rukia questioned.

"On behalf of your part, no, I'm not fine with it," she said with a stern look. Rukia was confused, absolutely bewildered. My part? What do I have to do with it? She stared at Orihime. Orihime then asked, "Don't you like Kurosaki-kun? I was sure you did and at least I thought he cared for you in the same way."

"No, Inoue-san. I don't like Ichigo that way," she paused. "I'm sure of it," she added as reinforcement because Orihime looked at her as if she was denying it.

Orihime continued to stare at her. She didn't like the fact that Kurosaki-kun was going out with another female that none of his friends knew (for a long time at least). And even though Kurosaki-kun had rejected her, she wanted Rukia to be the one for him as how it always used to be. Just their group. But someone else just came and took Kurosaki-kun away and she hates it. She doesn't know why.

Orihime sighed. "Well, if it doesn't bother Kuchiki-san, then everything's alright." And she continued on walking. Rukia just stared at her, baffled. They said there good-byes and went off in different directions.

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The next day at school…

"Okay! It's decided that Ishida will do the outfits!" said Rukia, writing the task on the board.

"Umm," Hinamori raised her hand. "What exactly will we be doing?" she asked her representative.

"We are just going to entertain our customers. Show them a round and what not. If they start touching you, our guys can handle them. Right, Shuuhei?" she smiled at him.

"Right, Rukia. Like we will let a guy take advantage of the females in our class," he said with a smile. He lazily sat in his seat with his legs on a desk.

"Is everyone going to be a host or hostess?" asked Orihime.

"Umm… no," replied Hanatarou. "Regarding host and hostess… who would like to be one? All we really need is about four girls and guys."

Hands immediately shot up in the air. Rukia began listing the names.

GUYS:

Hisagi Shuuhei

Ishida Uryuu

Hitsugaya Toushiro (although he didn't volunteer himself, Hinamori begged him to. And if he being there will keep off those perverted worms then he will be more than willing to be a host just so he could protect her)

Kojima Mizuiro

Muguruma Kensei

And a few others…

GIRLS:

Kuchiki Rukia

Inoue Orihime

Arisawa Tatsuki

Hinamori Momo

Kunieda Ryō

And a few others…

"What's the prize, anyway?" asked Mizuiro.

"We don't know, yet. The student president didn't tell us. So we are just going to try to do our best and win first place," explained Hanatarou

"Hell, we are not!" everyone turned around to look at Tatsuki. "We ARE going to win first place and crush the other classes!" she said as she slammed her fist onto the desk for a more dramatic effect and the class got their spirit and started shouting as well.

"Hell yeah!" shouted Shuuhei.

"What is Kurosaki-kun's class doing anyway?" asked Orihime over the shouts and whistles.

"I think they're going to do a play…" Hanatarou said.

"We better beat his class!" Rukia shouted. Damn him! Doubting her! She'll show him she can be an excellent hostess. "Why don't we make things interesting? At the end of the day, we'll do an auctioning on the top two hosts and hostesses. That money will be either going to charity or the school, depending on what the class wants, but we'll decide that later. So, does anyone oppose?"

"I like that idea. That means I get to buy you, right?" teased Shuuhei.

"Ha-ha," she laughed sarcastically, "I may not even be one of the top two." She looked at him and he smiled.

"Really? I was sure that you would try to, though. Just to prove your friend, Kurosaki, wrong." She glared at him.

"Fine, but that's only if you can buy me." The class laughed.

"So, the auctioning will be a whole day with the host/hostess?" asked Orihime.

"Yeah. It's just to raise money. Pretty much our school needs it." Rukia replied.

"Sounds fun," said Tatsuki. "Kinda like a little competition within our class."

The class nodded.

"But shouldn't we get a prize, then? For trying to be a top host/hostess? And not everyone is a host or hostess." asked a classmate. The class nodded.

"Then what do you think the prize should be? It's not like we have the money, which is the reason for the auctioning." Hanatarou asked.

"Never mind a prize. I'll throw a party at my house," said Rukia. "Would that be fine?"

The class thought about it for a moment then agreed.

"You know, I think we have ourselves excellent representatives. Kuchiki should be the student president," said Mizuiro. The class agreed. Rukia blushed slightly.

"Okay, then let's go over the plans," Rukia said.

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"Hey, Kurosaki! What kind of play are we doing?" asked Mahana.

"Umm, what do you guys want to do?" he asked the class.

"Why don't we do Romeo and Juliet," said Keigo the class groaned. "Hey! I'm just suggesting because we did just finish reading the story!"

"Why are we even doing a play? That's so boring and hard work!" complained one class mate.

"Yeah!" The class shouted, agreeing.

Ichigo ran a hand through his hair. God! His class was exhausting! "I'm not the one who even thought of a play. I went along with what you guys said!" he complained back.

"What are the other classes doing?" asked Chad.

"Um," he smirked. "Rukia's class is doing a host club and—" he was cut off by the moaning of the class.

"Ah hell! That sounds so much fun!"

"Yeah!"

"HEY!" he shouted. The class was like some sort of Hyena cage or something. They never shut up! "Then why don't we take up the offer from class 3-B."

"What are they doing?" asked Hiyori.

"A dance off, I think that's what you call it. Something just to entertain the crowd and if they want to jump in they can but after the show."

"Is it choreographed?" asked Mahana.

"I think they said only the opening of the show is. But everything is freestyle, I think." Ichigo answered.

"You think?" asked Shinji. "But that sounds so much fun than a stupid play. Is it class against class?"

"Yeah," said Risa who was the other representative of the class. "Our class against there's. Would you guys rather do that?"

"Hell yeah!" The class shouted.

"But there is no way in hell am I participating," stated Ichigo. "I'll just talk to the student president and tell him of the changes."

"Everyone has to join, Kurosaki," Risa said. He let out a grumble. There was no use arguing, it was the class against him.

"Fine!" He said. "I'll only do the opening then! Is that good?" he glared at Risa.

"Yes, that's good. No need to be so hot-headed." She said while pushing up her glasses. He scowled at her.

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"Alright! I got word from Ichigo that we'll be doing the dance off with them!" Senna said to the class.

"We are so going to school them!" said Renji.

"Hell yeah!" agreed Ikkaku.

"Our wardrobe better be good. I don't want to be shown in front of the crowd in some ugly clothes or worse… the uniform," said Yumichika while looking at himself in a mirror.

"Fine, I will leave the wardrobe to you then, Yumichika," said Senna. "We are going to have to get together with class 3-F for the opening choreography. I will get a date where we can get together and practice. For the freestyle dance off part I'll leave it to Abarai and Madarame."

"Is there a prize for the winning class?" asked a student.

"I think so but I don't know what it is…" she answered. "I'll talk to Ichigo on that as well."