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And to be clear, here are the couples I write for: Ichigo and Rukia (Bleach), Momo and Toshiro (Bleach), Uryuu and Orahime (Bleach), Youraweichie and Kiuske (Bleach), Kagome and Inuyasha (Inuyasha), Sango and Miroku (Inuyasha), Ayame and Koga (Inuyasha), Kagura and Seshomaru (Inuyasha), Seya and Haji (Blood), Winry and Edward (Full Metal Alchemist), Roy and Riza (Full Metal Alchemist), Naruto and Hinata (Naruto), Sakura and Sauske (Naruto), Rachel and Jimmy (Case Closed), Harly and Katie (Case Closed), Ren and Kyoko (Skip Beat!), Kenta and Karin (Chibi Vampire/Karin) Maki and Winner (Karin),

Stress Is Dangerouse!

"Rukia?" worry filled his voice, "Hn?" "Are you ok?" he stared down at her, the wite towel covering her body matching her pale skin, as she sat in the hot springs, "I'm fihaine," he glanced over at a tray of choclate covered strawberries and a bottle of champai`gnia, "Rukia? Are you drunk?" "Drunk?! No!" she answered in a strangely careless tone, "I'ma not drunk! Drunk is wen you drink toooo much sake'!" "Wat are you doing then?" "Well, I just got ma shmampaines, ands my, procelates shovered crawbewweieses, Owahime said they were goods wens ya' streeessed out," "Say again?" "Shdon not! Make mes repeat ourself! I shaided, do you hearin' a buzzy thingys sounds?" "Oh no, you're drunk and I'm bringing you home to your brother like this! I'm dead!" as he tried to figure out how to spare himself, he turned to say something but looked down, the lower part of her mouth was submerrsed in water, bubbels shooting out her nose as she breathed, "Oh tell me you aren't asleep!" she mumbeled something incoherent and he took that as a sighn that she was, he shook his head and walked over to her, "Remind me later to kill Orahime," he mumbeled to the sleeping girl,
"Ughhhhhh!" her head hurt! Bad! She had the WOREST hangover! "Hey? You up?" Ichigo asked, "Wat am I-" "Well obviously if Byakuya saw me, carring a naked you, wile you were mumbeling about strawberries and campag`inia, wat do you think?" "Ughh, you changed my clothes?" "Wat clothes? You were wearing a towel! And no, you did, remember?" "No I do not," "Well you put on your underwear, I tossed you my shirt and you amazingly got it on," "Oh, ughhhhh!" "Yeah, remember this next time you do that!" "She said it would help the stress! How was I supposed to no it was alchohol?!" "Alright, alright, just ask me from now on before you do anything forrieghn to you, ok?!" "Yeah," "Want something for that hangover?" "Yes! Pleeease yes!" "You need the hair of the dog," "Un-hn, hey, last night, we didn't-" "No!" "Alright," she got up and left the room, wobbeilng, might I add, a few seconds later he heard a loud yip! "She didn't!" he looked out the window and saw the neighbor's dog going in one direction and a pale leg and the tail of his shirt going in the other, "She did!" He slammed his hand on the windowsill in frustraition, then he heard the blender start, "Uh oh," he raced downstairs, now this just proves that revenge isn't worth it, he unpluged the blending mix, only to notice that it was already stopped and Rukia had a glass of pink liquid sitting on the table, she picked it up but Ichigo snatched it away before she could drink it, "Wat?!" she demanded, as he poured it down the sink, "This will make you sicker Moron!" He grumbeled, "Then why did you-" "That wasn't wat I meant! Not litterally! Hair of the dog means that you need more of wat ailes you! Meaning champ'ginia! I was mad that you kept me up all night and I wasn't thinking! I no it isn't your fault, I no that anytime now Orahime will be getting an unpleasent phone call, and I no that you don't understand wat's going on, I was wrong, I'm sorry," she looked at him, "Why were you up all night?" "Between stage one- the brain killing- and stage three- the regretfull hangover- there is stage two, the throwing up, I didn't want to tie your hair back with a rubber band, noing you, you'll find a way to rip it, alonng with the rest of your hair, completely out!" she leaned back, "I'm sorry," "It wasn't your fault, besides, I understand why you were stressed out," "You do?" her tone was worried, "Yeah, you said, 'Ya' no, I love you and all, but you make me sooooooooo stressed! Like there isn' 'nough foe me ta wowy bout!? Neh?' remember?" "No, I don't remember, that is rather troublesome though," "No, wat's trouble is that dog will be forever traumatized, I, unlike, he return your affection, he on the other hand will ALWAYS hate you," "You love me?" "Yes, but I ain't kissin' you untill you drink about ten strawberry smoothies! Got it?!" "So this hangover isn't punsihment enough for a mistake that wasn't even my fault?!" "You won't be worrien' about that hangover for long," "Oh?" "I'll make it heaven for ya', but seriousely, ya' no I keep smoothies around in case of this? I figured that one of these days someone, somehow, would get you drunk so I keep these around," Rukia raised her eyebrows and tilted her head, eyes closing quickly, "Why am I in one of your shirts?" "Because your jammies would've been too complicated last night, besides, I, personally, think it looks incredable on you, they fit perfectly," "Fit? They swallow me!" "Yeah, but they look like they belong on you, no wat I mean?" she smiled softly, stress was dangerouse, she was NEVER getting drunk again, nor would she listen to any human without asking Ichigo, and also, she prayed for Orahime as she heard Ichigo on the phone downstairs screaming about how "She came home drunk" and something about "supervising her and alcohol" but, as true as all this was, something good had come out of it, so she'd enjoy this first and last time, with him