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A/N: well, I surprised myself with making this fanfic, but hey I hope this one does as well as the maximum ride one. The story takes place after the Aizen battles. (HC) They're in senior year of high school.

Disclaimer: I do not own bleach, just the ideas, unless someone else gave me that idea then it isn't my idea either, but the genius writing is!

Chapter 1

-Ichigo's POV-

"Oi, Ichigo! Move it," a woman's voice rang through my ears.

Damn that woman, waking me up at… I flopped on my stomach to glance at my alarm clock. 7:45... What the fuck?

"Rukia why did you wait this long to wake me up, now we're going to be late."

"What's this 'we' business? I will be at school on time. It's not my fault you stayed up late."

Where were my shoes? I dashed across the room, scanning for the rest of my uniform. Ha, there it is; a pair of socks were laid out on the top of my desk as well. With all the necessary clothes piled in my hands I slammed the bathroom door shut with my foot.

"And yeah, it is your fault… Stupid Shinigami duties from your stupid phone." I had to scream in order for Rukia to hear over the roaring shower head.

"You're the one who wanted to save your family," she said, hooking her fingers together in invisible quotation marks. That was her normal response when I complain about my 'duties.'

"I'm leaving, there's only a week left of senior year and damn it Ichigo, I'm not going to miss any of it because of your laziness."

"Fine then leave!" I shouted.

I swear that woman will be the death of me, thank god she doesn't sleep in my closet anymore, but on the other hand that did make her louder in the morning.

'Great, five minutes left to get to school,' I thought, glancing at the clock, which now read 7:55. At least I was fully dressed, but I would have to do something pretty drastic to make it on time.

"Almost there." The school was in view just a hundred meters or so.

I ended up having to carry my body while I hopped from roof to roof towards the big brick building.

"Ichigo, don't you look ridiculous," the red haired Shinigami shouted as he jumped in rhythm with me.

"You're one to talk. What are you doing anyway?" Renji, just like me, had a gigai slung over his shoulder and was racing to the school.

"Trying to get to school on time."

I was dumbfounded.

"You know you don't have to go anymore, right?"

He grinned at me and said, "But who would be there to piss you off?"

I could think of one person in general. "I think Rukia does a thorough enough job."

A glance at my watch signaled that it would only be a matter of time before the bell rang.

"We have to get back into our bodies now," I stated.

"What for, it's so uncomfortable," Renji winced at the thought.

He was sure dumb. "Oh, I don't know, maybe I was thinking some people would find it strange to see two floating bodies come strolling into the room at school."

He mumbled something quietly to himself that I didn't catch when we landed in the bushes in the school yard.

Once in my body I felt like I could breathe again, I made it.

"ICHIGO! No time for resting we still have to make it to homeroom!"

Shit, he was right, and on top of that our homeroom was on the opposite side of the building. We just looked at each other and ran.

"Made it!" Renji and I practically skidded into the room.

The bell went off, signaling the start of homeroom.

"It's not that funny Rukia," I scowled at her while she laughed her guts out in the desk next to mine.

"Sure it is." She moved the hair that had fallen out of place back to its spot. "You two are practically late everyday, which is pathetic when considering the fact that you could beat anyone of these humans in a race any day."

She directed that statement more toward Renji, but of course she wouldn't leave me out. "And you," she raised her pointer finger to me. "That's pretty embarrassing since you're one of the fastest beings alive."

And here we start another annoying lecture from Rukia. I sighed, rolled my eyes, and settled in for the long haul.

First period was always boring. Health wasn't his favorite subject. Why would I need to know how babies are created and crap like that? It's not like I'm going to have one in the near future, not with so many damn hollows around, anyway. Besides, my dad… Ichigo groaned and blocked off that train of thought before it could continue.

The teacher started out friendly. "Settle down everyone, I know you're all excited about ridding yourself of this place forever, but that doesn't mean that I finished teaching you everything yet." The last part sounded as menacing as an Espada death threat.

In fact, I think I would rather be facing off against a Hollow than sit here and listen to my second lecture this morning.

"Don't worry though; I picked something easy for your last grade. All you have to do is be gentle and patient. Then you pass."

I sunk down in my chair. Great, it had to be those two adjectives. Why is it never 'pissed' or 'aggravated?' Once again I could see Renji mimicking my moves; he's never been very patient or gentle for that matter, either. Rukia burst out in laughter that I knew was aimed towards me and Renji.

"Is there something funny over there Kuchiki?" The teacher scolded as she carted in a cart covered with a sheet.

"I'm sorry, but you might want to fail these two over here right now to save your time," She pointed to me and the red head.

See, aggravated would be a perfect word to describe what I am right now.

"I'm sure you're right Kuchiki, but wouldn't it be more fun to watch them fail?" They both exchanged a smile.

"Well, now that Kuchiki's concern is out of the way, I'll split you guys up into groups."

A moan swept over the classroom. Nobody liked being forced into a group.

"Inoue and Ishida, group one."

At least the Quincy was out of the way.

"Abarai and Arisawa, Group two."

Renji murmured a few unkind words under his breath; something along the lines of 'no good loud mouth bitch.' And there goes the ass.

"Ichigo and…"

Now would be a very good time for a Hollow attack.

"Rukia. Group three."

Damn, my hand slammed against the desk.

"Can we re-pick groups? I'll trade Ichigo for Orihime or Arisawa."

The preppy teacher smiled. "Sorry but the groups need to be boy-girl or it won't work."

Why did those words scare me? Yet, why do I feel actually relieved to be with Rukia?

She called off a few more names and dispatched all the complaints.

"Now the moment you've all been waiting for…"

She lifted the sheet off the cart revealing a dozen baby dolls.

"Every pair will have a baby to take care of for the next four days. Be warned, you need to bring it everywhere with you or it will cry and every time it does, it will record how long and how many times it became upset. Not to mention it does everything an actual baby can do, such as cry, eat, sleep, and even poop."

I wonder if Rukia would frown upon me running my zanpakuto through her. And by the looks on her face I think she wouldn't disagree.

"Now that everyone has had time to complain, step up to claim a baby."

One by one people started to form a line in front of the cart.

"Rukia…Would you mind if…" She cut me off with a stern look.

"No, no matter how tempting it may be, killing her is not what we're for. Besides it looks like Ishida is about to blow."

I turned to see Ishida covered in a green substance… Well, I couldn't exactly recognize what it really was, but he didn't look too happy to be covered in it. Apparently the teacher forgot to mention it can puke like a real baby too. Maybe he'd go crazy before us.

"Oi, Ichigo, pay attention."

The moment of terror was upon us.

"I have a special one for you two," the brown haired teacher said, pulled a baby from under the cart with…Yep, it was official, this girl was going to get a piece of my mind.

"Surprisingly, it looks just like you," Rukia questioned as she looked at the bright orange hair.

"Has you eyes." And yes, it, he according to the genital part, did have Rukia's eyes.

"Why do I have a feeling that we have been set up?"

"What the f-" Renji shouted sounding a little pissed, "Hey watch your language Abarai," the teacher retaliated back.

As he came closer to me and Rukia I could see that the baby had bright red hair.

"That bitch," he mumbled.

I sighed. "Don't feel too bad," I said as I motioned toward the orange haired doll in Rukia's arms. "She screwed us too."

"Do you think Soul Society would frown upon-" I didn't let him finish his sentence.

"Already thought 'bout that and I got scolded." I hooked a thumb toward the black haired Shinigami sitting behind me.

He walked away in a very unhappy mood.

"Told ya you shouldn't have come to school!" I shouted after him.

"Yeah, whatever."

Man, being right always gave you a good feeling.

"Now that you all got acquainted with your partners, the second part of the project can commence."

"Rukia, I think she's lost it," I whispered in her ear.

She gave a quick nod, still paying attention to the crazy teacher.

"You all have one hour to pack your stuff and get on the bus outside, because we're going on a field trip."

The room was silent and everyone looked confused.

Tatsuki raised her hand. "What type of trip?"

"Good question, Arisawa. We rented a hotel out of town…state so everyone could experience a real 'commitment.'" She used finger quotes.

"Yeah, hate to burst your bubble," Tatsuki continued, "but no permission slips or money; sorry can't go,"

She turned towards Renji. "Sorry Abarai, looks like you're by yourself."

The teacher interrupted before Renji could blow a gasket.

"That's where you're wrong. A generous donor is supporting this trip and they said it was good for young youths to experience life. All your parents have agreed to letting you go."

Rukia raised her hand, but the nagging woman answered her question before she could ask it.

"In your case, Ichigo's father gave you permission, since you're living in his household. Actually you two probably didn't even really have to go since you already live with each other."

Damn teacher going on about stuff that wasn't supposed to be talked about… Keigo will have a field day. Everyone's glare met me and Rukia's eyes.

"Well, if you're done, Sensei, Rukia and I will go pack."

It took all I had to stand up and walk past her without knocking her out. Rukia followed my lead and walked out the room along side me with some restraining problems of her own.

"Are you sure you don't want me to knock her-"

"No."

"But-"

"No."

Give it a little time and she would let me.

"Besides we have a little bigger crisis on our hands." She led me by the hand to a park bench. "If you, me, and Renji are gone who do you think will be here to protect this place?"

That actually never crossed my mind and she was right. If no one is here then the city was as good as demolished.

"Doesn't Soul Society have emergency back-up plans or something in case something like this was to happen?" I laid my head back on the hard back of the bench.

"Damn it, Ichigo, take this seriously!" She grabbed me by the collar of my white t-shirt.

"Soul Society isn't the Marines."

I had to add my part. "Oh your right, they are only five hundred times more capable."

That gave me a well-earned smack.

"Well, you would think with me, you, Renji, Orihime, Chad, and Ishida, at least one of us would be able to protect this place."

I removed her grip from my shirt. "What about Urahara? He's capable."

She shook her head back and fourth, and said, "He won't move until things become absolutely bad."

She was probably right.

"Then you go, I'll stay. I'll fake sick or something. You earned a vacation anyway."

Her eyes looked shock with what looked like confusion..? "What brought on this wave of…kindness?"

Did she have to complicate everything? Seriously.

"Look, I said I would stay, so don't worry about it."

"Who said I wanted to go?!" She started to push me over so she was kneeling on top of me.

"It's a freaking resort, ten times better than this place!"

Both of us were screaming at this point, scaring off the few toddlers with their parents who were playing on the playground next to us.

"Well,-"

"Shouldn't you guys be packing?" Ishida said with a 'should I be interrupting?' look. I realized the reason for that look was because of the position we were in. Both of us flushed red as Rukia jumped off of me so fast I thought she was using shunpo.

"Yeah, we were just in the middle of an…argument." She paused for a second trying to figure out what she was saying.

"Ichigo?" Orihime chimed in. "Where's your baby?"

She held up her and Ishida's that was cradled in her arms.

"….yeah, we're goin' to fail. Rukia go get the baby and I'll go pack."

We were already down the road going in different directions when Rukia paused. "Do you know what to pack for a GIRL?" She shouted at me from down the street.

"I have two little sisters. I think I will manage!" I shouted back at her.

She nodded and started running again.

I arrived back at my house in a few minutes.

"Oi, Pops? I need to-" I began before a kick to the side of my head knocked me over.

"You should always be ex-" My fist connected with his face before he could continue.

"You gave permission for me AND Rukia to go on a field trip? What will happen if-?"

I had to stop myself before I blurted out the biggest kept secret I had. He smiled and moved over to the kitchen table where the newspaper rested. He picked it up and flipped to a random page.

"Everything will be fine, so just go and have fun."

It felt like he knew what I was talking about, but I knew better than that; he probably was really thinking of something really perverted about me and Rukia.

"Urahara will have everything under control," he continued, sweeping his eyes back and fourth in the newspaper as if he were reading; I knew he was actually waiting for a reaction, and that's exactly what he would get.

"How do you know Urahara?"

I was dumbfounded. I mean, I knew they both had the same perverted attitude and all, but Urahara was a Shinigami; it was impossible for them to meet, right?

"Old friend of mine. Met him a while back."

I was about to retaliate when I realized that I didn't have much time left to pack and I still had no idea what girls needed.

Half way up the stairs, the old man spoke again. "I already packed your and Rukia's backpacks. I really enjoyed packing Rukia's."

I was pretty sure that the last part of his sentence was supposed to be to himself, but I could still hear it. My eye twitched and I found the two bags were resting on the wall right above the staircase. I slung them over my shoulder and ran back downstairs, shoving the pervert into the wall on the way out the door.

A/N: Well, not much IchiRuki in this chapter, but i guarantee you that a lot more is on the way. Also if any people have a song that a girl sings it would be greatly appreciated becuase i have an idea for a part in an upcoming chapter..not sure if it will be the next or not but yeah. so, Hope you enjoyed 5 reviews until i post next chapter to make sure people are actually reading it. Please don't make me wait, i alread ytyped it up and it's good. -Your neko writer