How Music Can Affect one's life

Okay, This is my First ever fanfic, and I Hope you enjoy (whoever reads this)

At the moment I dont have any specifics like Bold print means . . . I'm Just going to see how this one goes, So I hope you enjoy :D

Ichigo was walking along the street, IPod in ears, as per usual when Rukia wasn't there to 'bug' him. Despite what others thought, he DOES actually like music, at least the good stuff anyway, he wasn't a fan of the typical pop music around now, but more of the soft rock type; like, Oasis, Stereophonics, Coldplay, Biffy Clyro, and, even Muse. Not many people knew this of course; anything that made him happy he put on the-down-low, as per usual for Ichigo. However, if one of them sort of bands came to play in Japan, he would definitely get tickets, he'd probably even invite, Rukia, Renigi, Sado, Ishida, Orihime and Tatsuki, they were his closest friends after all, In fact he'd probably end up going with the whole class, seeing as they all seem to be growing closer, but of course, he'd make it look like he was being dragged along.

Anyway . . .

As he was walking along, the last verse of Stereophonics 'Handbags and Glad rags' closing. He stopped, looking in front of him, he could see a black dot in the distance, and by the looks of it was growing, and fast . . .

"Is that . . . A shinigami . . .?" He managed to wonder-out-loud just as what was becoming apparent indeed Was a shinigami, crashed into him; launching him 5 metre's back the way he'd walked from:

"ARGH, what the hell?" He'd landed on his back – lucky for him- and the shinigami had landed on him, so that his legs were doubled over, crushing this person's face . . .

"NAHHH . . . not nid nou noon nat nor?" The shinigami pushed away Ichigo's feet, earning them a yell in pain from Ichigo,

"You crushed my face!" The persons face came into light, lifting up away from Ichigo's shoes. It turned out to be, a rather pink faced, Rukia, with two footprints now gracing each side of her face.

"ARRRGGHHH, Get OFF!" A crying Ichigo yelled "Your Crushing my . . ." he paused for a moment, he realised it was Rukia, deciding at the last moment, it probably wasn't something she would want to know, making his face go the slightest shade of pink – considering how she'd landed,

"I mean me, your crushing me, and what do you mean 'what did I do that for' YOUR'E the one who crashed into me!" he scrutinised, Pushing her off hi, standing, and brushing himself off,

"It wasn't MY fault Stupid Renji Decided to see how good his aim was, and used ME as a BALL!" She screeched rather hysterically, also getting up.

"He was hoping to knock you at least 10 feet away" a glum frown on her face

"Well Next time, try and steer yourself away from ME!"

"What, do you want me to DIE?"

"It'd be a hell of a lot easier if you did! S'all I'm saying"

Each were both subconsciously moving in on each other, Rukia stretching as high as she could,

"Hmph, FINE, I'll just go live in a Ditch then, and then get hypothermia from the coldness and the wetness, dying a cold slow PAINFUL death, all For YOUR convenience then! Then you'll realise how much you needed me really, and be like 'Oh Rukia, how could I have done this to you? Sniff sniff, I LOVE YOUUUU' crying over my coffin as it's lowered into the ground! And you'll hear my voice all whispery and silent in the wind saying . . . Itsss yooouuuurrr, (mimicking a bad ghost impression by wiggling her fingers at him) faaauuullltt. . . Yoouuuu neeeverrr shouuulddd haaavvve aabandoned meeeeeeeee . . . And Then you'll be all like 'I'M SORRY, Come back to me' -yelling into the clouds' 'Lord, WHY did you let her die?' and then you'll go and die from sadness. "

"Oh Yeah, Like I'd care, and wait . . . SHINIGAMIS DONT HAVE COFFINS!"

"Oh, so Now your an expert on the seretei? Oooooh, your sooooooo clever" she yammered sarcastically.

" And, what the HELL? Since WHEN did I 'love' YOU?"

"Oh You KNOW You do, You woooovvveee me" A Mocking pout worked its way on to Rukia's face.

. . . . "HA HA HA HA HA HAAAA" Ichigo burst out laughing

"OOOH HE HE HE HE HE!" He Rolled around on the floor

"Me, LOVE YOU?" He squirmed, wiping tears from his eyes.

"OH HAHAHAHA, Thats a GOOD one, and Your FACE! MAH HA HA, HE HE HE HE HEE" He Carried on rolling around the floor.

"What Do You Mean, 'YOUR FACE'?"

In all honesty, he wasn't laughing at what she said about him loving her, in fact, if it wasn't for her expression and mud-stricken face, making the most hilarious scene, he would of more-or-less, denied it, then ran away from embarrassment.

"You DO know it's covered in Mud right?" He smirked

"you have two footprints outlining your eyes, You look like a panda"

"panda's have black eyes" she exasperated

"well, whatever, either way, you look darn hilarious" He squirmed, then burst out laughing again.

It was like that, that they went home, Rukia taking up her usual spot in Ichigo's Closet Much to his 'dismay'.

Next Day at School:

"Rock, Paper, scissors!"

"Heh, you lose again Kuchiki"

"No, I swear your hand comes down a millisecond after mine! Cheat!"

"Oi, how'd I cheat by a Millisecond? Is that even possible?" He exhumed.

"For you probably yes, seeing as the neurons in your brain are so slow it takes about an hour before you react to anything, and then It goes totally random, and you like . . . shplitz everywhere"

"Shplitz?" a smirk embedded on his spectacular face

"Yes, Shplitz." She frowned, crossing her arms, making her look remarkably like a moody teenager (that she wasn't supposed to be)

"And I'm the one with the dull neurons? Think you have your priorities wrong there" the smirk growing more, lighting up his face, leaning in closer causing Rukia to splutter out an incoherent (to him) line of speech

"Yes well . . . meh . . . Uhm . . . humph!" Rukia Kuchiki managed to finish before turning swiftly on her heel and heading out the door with her arms folded, and head held high. Little did she know, someone was coming through the door at that exact second and walked straight into an enormous pair of . . ."Orihime! I'm so sorry, here let me help you" She flustered as she piled up the books back into Orihime Inuoe's arms that she'd conveniently sent flying right into Ichigo's Face.

"NAAHHHHH!" a distant (seeing as Rukia was Ignoring him and all) yell, as three large textbooks rammed into their face, came from the back of the room.

"Oh don't worry about it, it was only an accident after all . . . Unless it wasn't an accident and you meant to walk into me and knock my stuff over, because you hate me because I'm strange, and you think I don't make good food, and you think I'm ugly and mean and spiteful . . . OH Kuchiki, please don't hate me!" She wailed thinking one of the few people she admired hated her.

"No, no, no, don't be silly!" Rukia exclaimed, whilst going red and flapping her arms, as it would somehow help the situation, however trying not to laugh seeing as Ichigo now seemed to preoccupied with nursing a red nose.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice you, I, kinda had my eyes closed" she whispered softly "I was trying to make a haughty exit, but, well, failed 'cause I bumped into you, I'm sorry!" she exclaimed again, adding in more arm-flaps to show her apologeticness.

"Kuchiki, what are you doing? You look like a headless chicken with all that flapping" a deep rather amused and annoyed voice said behind her.

"Yeah, yeah, why don't you just go and annoy people somewhere else and leave me in peace?" Rukia stomped, still facing Orihime, whose face had gone from worry to a face that clearly was carrying a look that said "crap"

She heard the class "Ooooooh"

"Huh, Orihime what's up?" Orihime Just looked anguished, and pointed behind Rukia. Rukia turned, facing a chest that wore a long black Jacket.

"Huh, what the . . ?" she looked up. All the colour Drained from her face

"Eeeeeeeeeeh" Cringing, was a light term to explain the expression on Rukia's face – more like, the look of someone who's had lemons shoved in every sensitive part of their body.

"eh . . . eh . . . eh . . . Professor Kurotsuchi . . . Sir, I'm . . . " She began in a minute voice, which coming from her would probably end up earning her the nickname "mouse" seeing as she was around the same height and stature of a 13 yr old anyway, seeing as the professors face was not that of a pleased man.

"Kuchiki, just go and sit down, I've had enough of your antics already"

"And Kurosaki?"

Startled from his silent laughing fit, "Yes sir?"

"Would you please stop teasing Rukia before you get her into serious trouble?"

"But I Didn't DO any . . ." He paused; a somewhat deadly glare had found its way onto The Teachers face.

Ichigo Gulped

"I Mean, yes sir . . . " Again, that face 'Oh of course I . . . WONT' smirk worked its way on his face the happy smirk, getting dangerously close to that of an evil one.

"Good. Now, on with today . . . ."

His voice ebbed into the distance as 'She' Made her way to the desk in front of Ichigo.

Okay, thats It for this chapter, Please Review, and any advice/Comments, I'll be Happy to take-on-board :D