Shaving Cream

Part 2! I hope you enjoy the fluff (I'm dead serious!)

Ichigo's POV

I stood at the bathroom mirror. My dad had actually taught me something valuable.

First rinse with water.

I rubbed some water onto the small orange patch of hair growing underneath my lip.

Now apply shaving cream. Not too much, or too little.

I applied the cream on the designated spot. The cursed spot.

A voice broke my concentration.

"What is shaving cream really for?" Rukia asked me.

She was sitting on the toilet (with the cover down) next to me, reading a Shojo Manga and sucking at a cherry lollipop. She was on what my dad called 'supervision' duty- she had to make sure I was shaving right. The four of them- my dad, Yuzu, Karin, and Rukia, had to cycle supervision nights.

The best nights were when Yuzu supervised. She just watched in fascination.

Karin just ignored me and played with something. It was okay.

I hated dad's supervision cycle. My dad was always crying, saying I was a man.

Rukia, however, was someone you really couldn't expect to do anything regular. Sometimes she'd yell at me for doing it wrong, and sometimes she patted my back and said 'Kudos'.

Tonight her attention was averted to her magazine, not at my soul patch (which she had named Unagi, which means eel. God knows why.).

"Men use it so they don't cut themselves and bleed to death while shaving," I replied, picking up the razor.

She nodded at stared at me as I shaved a little of 'Unagi'. I could feel the orange hair cling to my chin, stuck on with the cream. It felt weird.

Rukia closed her magazine and got the canister of shaving cream.

"Hmmm."

I watched as she sprayed a little onto her palm. She looked at it in fascination.

I shaved all of Unagi off and rinsed the cream off with water. "Wow, Rukia. I never knew YOU had to shave. " I said sarcastically. "I wonder where?"

Rukia glared at me in rage. I smiled smugly and put on my aftershave, which smelled like strawberries (Ha ha).

It happened so quick my brain almost couldn't process it. Rukia had shoved the shaving cream at my neck. Then she grabbed my collar and rubbed it on the inside. It felt so awkward- so slimy, and so creepy, especially because I had a midget reaching her hands inside my shirt.

I watched in horror as she wiped whatever remaining shaving cream she had on her hands onto her dress.

Rukia smiled smugly right back. "What was that, Strawberry?"

I glared at her in rage, and then took hold of the canister of shaving cream. "Let me show you."

I sprayed some of the cream into my hand, and then squished it all onto her hair (I mean, what would you expect me to do? Do the same thing she did to me? I mean… reach into HER DRESS?! No way, pervert.).

She looked at me, her eyes wide and mouth gaped wide.

"Bring it on, Strawberry."

Five Minutes Later

The canister was officially empty. The floor was covered in shaving cream and so were we. We threw mock punches and shoved each other and laughed.

This was so wrong.

The floor was like a freaking Slip and Slide. Whenever she pushed me I would slide backwards.

I was going to be so screwed with my Dad.

Then again, maybe not. He does want Rukia to man me up… which is just WRONG.

We were both laughing so hard we were gasping for air.

"Can we take a breather, Strawberry?" she asked, throwing a last handful of the cream at me.

"You can't handle the heat, Midget. Just admit it," I said, throwing the cream back. "But we can take a breather anyway."

Then it happened. It was so epic.

Rukia stepped forward, but slipped. I ran out at her to try to stop her fall, which I did… on the floor.

I slipped too, and I hit my head on the towels on the floor. She landed right on top of me, and her back was really heavy against my chest.

The shaving cream flew in the air. It was almost in slow mo.

Like I said- it was epic.

"Whoa," she said, out of breath.

Then we laughed again. She rolled over a little. Rukia had her head just beneath my chin, and I could feel the slimy cream on her hair rub on my neck.

Then she stopped laughing. She was still smiling though, and her eyes were closed as if she was dreaming.

"Hmmm."

She reached her head up. I looked at her in a mix of terror and uncertainty.

What the hell-?

Rukia had her lips an inch from me. It felt awkward. I could feel her warm breath tickle my cheek.

No way. She really isn't planning to-

Rukia leaned in even closer.

! ! ! PERSONAL SPACE BREACH ALERT! CODE RED!!!

I closed my eyes and awaited impact.

She took a deep breath. "Your chin smells good, Ichigo." I let out my breath. Phew. Curse that strawberry aftershave.

"You know…" she continued, looking at my chin. "I want to rename Unagi."

I looked at her as she sat up. "To what?"

"Sou."

I smiled.

Sou means memory.