This is the last chappie! *sob*

It's also a bit longer than I intended. Actually, it's a lot longer than I intended. THAT MAKES ME HAPPY!

Ichigo: Wait! You mean we only have one chapter to destroy the video that Keigo and Mizuiro took?

Me: Yep. Enjoy yourselves. And while you're at it, why don't you do the disclaimer?

Ichigo: *groan* watermelonXpeaches18 doesn't own Bleach. Like anyone cares.

The next morning, Ichigo was awoken by sunlight filtering in through his bedroom window. He began to sit up, but stopped when he felt Rukia's head slipping off of his chest. She murmured his name almost incoherently and snuggled closer to him. Smiling down at her affectionately, he gently shook her awake.

"Rukia," he whispered, "Rukia!"

She moaned a little bit before stirring and gazing sleepily at his face.

"Ichigo" she mumbled, still half asleep, " It wasn't a dream, was it? Last night?"

Ichigo cocked his head to one side.

"Last night? What do you mean?" he asked, mischievously contorting his face into a confused expression.

Rukia turned her face down into her lap, embarrassed.

"I-ne-never mind," she replied softly.

"I'm just kidding," Ichigo chided, "'Course I remember."

Rukia, looking up acutely, placed her hands on either side of Ichigo's face. Her serious expression quickly morphed into one of extreme delight.

"You meanie," she pouted happily, before planting a kiss on his lips. "You deserve to be punished."

Rukia released his face, and to Ichigo's disappointment, slipped out of the bed, her tank top hanging loose on her shoulders.

"Where're you going?" he demanded.

She winked at him as she slid the closet door open.

"To get dressed," she clarified.

Ichigo let out a halfhearted grumble, but let her be.

"Wait, my clothes are in there," he realized, "Throw them out so I can change."

A small giggle erupted from inside the closet.

"Oh, you're not changing at all!" Rukia trilled.

"What? That's ridiculous. I have to change into my uniform for school," he said, confused.

She laughed again.

"But I like you better without a shirt on!" she protested, causing Ichigo to grin.

"But, seriously, I still need to change," he amended, "As much as you may hate it, dress code still requires me to wear a shirt."

"Fine," Rukia sulked. A few seconds later, the door flashed open and Rukia's hand threw Ichigo's school uniform at his chest. He caught it and began to change, finishing well before Rukia. After she was fully clothed, they stepped outside the house to find Keigo and Mizuiro waiting for them.

"Hey, guys," Ichigo greeted casually, subconsciously removing his hand from Rukia's.

They had already agreed during breakfast not to tell anyone about their relationship. Mostly to avoid teasing from Keigo and Mizuiro, but also to evade death by Tatsuki when she discovered Ichigo dating someone who's name wasn't Orihime. Unbeknownst to Ichigo and Rukia, the boys noticed Ichigo's rapid hand release and shot each other excited glances.

"Um, Ichigo," Mizuiro began cautiously, "I think I left something at your house yesterday. Can I go check if it's here?"

"Sure," allowed Ichigo, "You need help looking?"

"Actually, yeah, " Mizuiro said hastily, "Keigo will help me. You guys wait here."

He then proceeded to drag Keigo into the Kurosaki house. Ichigo could hear them thumping up the stairs. Rukia looked at him nervously.

"There's no way they can find out, is there?" she confirmed anxiously.

Ichigo shrugged.

"I don't think so," he said, unsure, "And if they do find out, we can easily destroy the evidence."

Adequately reassured, Rukia nodded, just as Keigo and Mizuiro returned to the sidewalk.

"Did you find it?" Ichigo asked.

"Wha-oh yeah," Mizuiro caught himself just in time. "No, I didn't find it."

"What were you looking for anyways?" Rukia questioned suspiciously.

Stuttering, Mizuiro answered, "My-my stuff. You know, the important stuff. For that class?"

Not impressed, Ichigo interrogated, "Then what's that lump in Keigo's back pocket?"

Keigo looked up guiltily.

"N-nothing," he mumbled, backing away.

"Hand it over!" Rukia ordered.

"Or else…" threatened Ichigo.

Poor, unfortunate Keigo, backed into a corner, had no choice but to relinquish the video.

"I'll just take that!" Ichigo crowed triumphantly, throwing it to the ground. Mizuiro, seeing him about to crush his detecting devices into little pieces, made ad desperate dive for the tape and snatched it from under Ichigo's shoe.

Breaking into a sprint, and with Keigo following close behind, he screamed, "You'll never take us alive!"

Stunned, it took Ichigo and Rukia to react. Blinking and shocked, they looked dazedly at each other. Ichigo was the first to break the silence.

"Crap."

Mizuiro, gradually slowing down, stopped as soon as they were a few blocks away from Ichigo and Rukia. Looking behind his shoulder to check for signs of pursuit, he crouched behind a bush on the side of the road.

Keigo squatted next to him and reported, "I don't think they're following us."

Mizuiro peeked over the top of the bush, and then nodded his agreement. A malicious smile spread across his face.

"Let's see those videos," he encouraged eagerly.

Keigo grinned at him, and slid Mizuiro's laptop out of his backpack and turned it on. He took a CD out of the device and inserted it into the computer. They waited breathlessly as the CD loaded.

"This should be good," Keigo said excitedly,"I mean, if they really didn't want us to see it that badly, this should be amazing at the least."

Mizuiro agreed as the loading bar finally filled up. The tape began to play. At first, all they could see was the closet door. A few minutes later, Rukia climbed in and onto her bed, dressed only in a loose fitting tank top and pajama shorts. In the short tine that the closet door was still open, Ichigo was also visible, lounging on his bed in the background. And of course, he had no shirt on, which greatly disturbed and excited the two onlookers, who were extremely disappointed when the closet door slid closed and Rukia drifted off to sleep.

"That's it?" Keigo wondered, feeling cheated, "That's what they didn't want us to see? Them sleeping? This is a freaking rip off!"

"Wait," Mizuiro cautioned, "There's still almost the whole night ahead of us. Something good is bound to happen. Let's fast forward to see if there's anything else."

He pressed a button on the laptop and the tape sped up. Rukia rapidly tossed and turned in her bed for a while, until a bright lighted flashed through the crack under the door, causing her to flinch and tumble out of the closet. Keigo immediately pushed the stop button and leaned in closer to the screen.

They could see Rukia trembling and sprawled out on the floor.

"Oh, man. If Ichigo doesn't tap this, I will murder him," Keigo muttered vehemently.

Turning his attention back to the video, they saw Ichigo blearily stumble out of bed, asking concernedly, "You okay?"

"I-I'm fine," she whispered, even though she clearly was not.

Ichigo sat next to her, and Mizuiro perversely cheered him on in his mind.

"Hey," he soothed, "Don't worry. The lightning won't hurt you."

Rukia gazed shakily up at his face, asking, "How did you know I was afraid of lightning?"

"'Cuz I know you, stupid. Don't ever forget that!" he replied, patting her on the head and standing up.

"No, Ichigo! Why! You're giving up such a beautiful opportunity!" Keigo groaned desperately.

Rukia whimpered in protest.

"Don-don't leave me." she pleaded, her cheeks colored a light pink.

Ichigo stopped and looked down at her curiously.

"Can-can I sleep with you tonight?" she asked, her blush becoming more pronounced.

"Yes! That is a win!" Keigo yelled triumphantly, "Way to change the game, Rukia!"

Mizuiro shushed him.

"Be a little quieter," he warned, "We don't want anyone to know where we are."

Ichigo froze, and his expression was priceless. Then he understood, and nodded. Rukia gratefully slid underneath the covers, and Ichigo warily got in the bed after her. He closed his eyes, apparently trying to fall asleep, but failed epically.

After a moment of silence, Rukia, who was conveniently snuggled against his bare chest, said, "Than-"

Ichigo gently grabbed her chin, and passionately brought her lips to his, stopping her in mid-sentence. Rukia, wide-eyed and shocked, didn't do anything at first. Then she seemed to realize what was happening, and closed her eyes in pleasure.

Keigo was almost speechless.

"Oh my freaking God. They're making out. This is so epic." he said breathlessly.

Then Ichigo pulled away, blushing profusely.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, "I shouldn't have done that."

"You should be sorry," she accused, and Keigo and Mizuiro's hearts sank.

"You pulled away far too early," she complained, a brilliant smile illuminating her face, "I was barely beginning to enjoy myself."

Ichigo looked shocked, as if this was just too good to be true.

"So, Ichigo," Rukia inquired innocently, leaning closer with an impish smile, "Who were you dreaming about yesterday morning?"

"Oooh, Ichigo!" Keigo accused, "I think someone's been having naughty dreams about Rukia!"

"Just this girl," he said nonchalantly, sitting up and mirroring her movements, "I think I'm in love with her."

"You know," Rukia suggested, her forehead pressed against Ichigo's, "I think she loves you too."

Then Rukia finally closed the gap and brought her mouth to his. Hands tangling through each other's hair, they slowly sank down into the pillows, making out until they fell asleep.

Then the tape ended, and a sign flashed onto the screen, reading, "END OF BATTERY LIFE."

"Holy shit." said Keigo, pretty much summing it up.

Suddenly, they heard a rustling noise. Ichigo and Rukia's heads popped up from behind the bushes.

"AHA! WE"VE FOUND YOU!" Ichigo announced.

"Prepare to die!" Rukia cried.

Ichigo unsheathed a huge sword out of nowhere and yelled, "Get out of my way!"

Keigo and Mizuiro quickly scurried out of the giant cleaver's path.

Once they were out of range, Ichigo roared, "GETSUGA TENSHO!", and the unfortunate detecting devices were incinerated.

"And THAT is how we do THAT!" yelled Rukia victoriously.

Ichigo returned to his human body, and looked at the cowering forms of his friends.

"I'm guessing you watched that video," he assumed, wincing, "How much did you see?"

"All of it!" announced Keigo.

"You perverts," Mizuiro accused.

Ichigo and Rukia glanced at eachother.

"Well," Ichigo began.

"No point in hiding it now," Rukia finished, wrapping her arm around his waist.

Me: I actually really hated that ending,-"

Ichigo: BUT NO ONE CARES SINCE IT"S OVER! HAHA! I WIN!

Me: Whatevs. Anyways R&R please!