Rukia stared at the display, why must these rabbits haunt her so? Temptation was difficult to avoid...espically at this time of year! Oh how she wished the ideah of Chappy Boxers didn't completely apaul Ichigo! She espicallly wished that because Valentine's Day was a mere three days away, and she still had no clue as to wat she would get Ichigo! Untill this year she had never worried about such things, her brother hated sweets and wen she had finally acheived the financial copacity to buy chocolates, Renji and herself had hit a rock in their freindship and she had never been able to give him (or anyone else) chocolate, (though on Wite Day she recieved an aboundence of little expensive gifts from anonomus people wich confused her greatly) and now that she had someone as dear to her as Ichigo, she couldn't even contemplait not giveing him something! But she drew a blank on wat, she new wat he liked, certainly, but none of it was really....."Valentine's Day material", except chocolate ofcourse, but that seemed so impersonal! And it isn't like she had never thought of hand makeing him chocolate but....he had put these stupid locks on the oven that, for the life of her, she couldn't figure out! (A/N: Those, my dear readers, would be "child safety locks" ^_~) In other words that was completely ruled out, and she didn't want to risk contaminateing the sweets by useing Orihime's oven....she shuddered at the thought of wat that woman could have ever put in the metal contraption to churn out her...."creations" Rukia wasn't sure if it was the cold weather, or the thought of that oven, but something was sending shivers down her spine! She turned around to glance at a giant chocolate sculpture, how tacky! She stared at it for a moment though, and then a cord struck inside her head and the little gadgets inside her brain started to turn, she smiled triumphantly at her brilliant ideah, this would certainly be a success!
Rukia fidgeted impatiently as she waited on Ichigo's bed, said man was down stairs sampleing the chocolates his sisters had made, honestly, how could a couple of little girls figure out a lock that clearly dispised her?! Finally the door nob turned and Rukia jumped up, standing stifly in the middle of the room, eyes wide, Ichigo gave her a puzzled look, "Wat's with you? You look like you're about to be condemed to death!" those words settled in the air for a moment before Ichigo grasped the full meaning of his statement and despretly tried to retract it, "Th-that is NOT how I meant it! Really! I-" Rukia started to giggle, for a split second Ichigo thought she was makeing fun of him, but as he saw her small hand come over her chest in an attempt to stop her now, flat out laughter, he was just confused at why she suddenly thought that was funny, a crooked, confused grin remained plastered on his face for the remainder of her laughing fit, "Did you find yourself a jar of laughingh drugs or something?" he asked, still unable to wipe off his grin, after all, the mere sound of her bell-like laughter could cheer up someone on their death bed, he stayed with that thought for a moment before her choked words broke him out of it, "N-N-No!" she giggled, eyes teared and hands holding her ribs, she tried to stop laughing, finally succeeding, "It's just funny that you're always walking on egg shells about that and the one time you slip up you think it's the end of the world! Do you REALLY think I'm that sensitive?" "No, but my brused shins tend to disagree," she giggled slightly, before pulling a rather large box out from under his bed, "Open it," she demanded, mouth curved in a rather victoriouse smirk, "Something small and vicouse isn't going to leap out and attack me is it?" "No," she stated in a rather musical tone, as if she hadn't decided weather or not to laugh at that, Ichigo stood dazed for a moment, it all seemed to unwravel in front of him, only a matter of months ago she would've hit him for that, and ...he hated to think about it...but, at that time....it would've taken a mirical to make her laugh like that, "Hello! I wrapped that thing so you could shred it!" her nose twitched slightly, he woundered if it always did that wen she was P'ed, she growled and tore at a chunk of wrapping paper, "Hey! That's mine! I'll do it!" he gently plucked her hands off the box and she gave him a dull look, shredding the paper he uncovered.....a card board box, Rukia rolled her eyes and jammed a finger nail through the tape, completely sliceing open the top of the box, placeing the hand back on her hip, she motioned for him to continue, takeing a quick glance, he realized that her finger nail was still completely intact, hm, a new weapon, he opened the box none the less, he stared and the object inside looked like a guitar, pulling it out he realized that it was indeed a guitar, but, it was made of chocolate, ....and had strawberries on it....was she insulting him? "Do you like it?" she stared with wide grin, anticipateing his answer, obviously this wasn't a joke, "Ofcourse I do!" he replied, watching her grin widen and her eyes light up like fireworks, "Who wouldn't like...20 lbs. of chocolate shaped like a guitar with strawberries painted on it?" she shreiked slightly, "I NEW you'd like it! And think, I almost got you those Chappy Boxers..." "No no! I like this!" she grinned even more, "I figure it should last about a month," "Sure....if you multiply that by about 5,000" "But you like chocolate!" "Rukia, it's very nice, and I'll find something to do with it, but seriously, NOTHING could eat this much chocolate!" "Renji," Ichigo nodded slightly, she was right, the man's stomach was some sort of garbge disposel...."Well anyway, come on, I have something for you," "But it's not Wite Day yet!" "Who said it was a gift?" Ruikia shrugged and followed him
Rukia stared down at the dess, it was red and backless, it was a "halter-dress" it was nee-length and very sparkly, and there was a rose for her hair laying next to it, "Is this mine?" she asked in a confused tone, "No, it belongs to the neighnbor's dog, YES it's your's!" she stared at him blankly, "Why?" "Because you don't have anything fancy and Uryuu insisted I give it to you, he wanted to test some new fabric and used your measurments, good luck," and with that he stepped out of the room, truthfully he had SUGGESTED that Uryuu use Rukia's measurment for the new fabric test, surprisingly the quincy hadn't asked questions nor had he presented a catch, Ichigo was rather pleased with this,
Rukia shivered slightly, even though she had a rather heavy coat on, it was still very cold outside, she stared at Ichigo again, she had never seen him dressed like that, his black shirt was a "v-neck" and he looked very fancy dressed all in black, but it didn't look depressing at all, it looked rather....spiffy.....all that was left was to do something with that unruley orange hair of his...she reached her hand up, intinding to slick his hair back and maybe use a spell to keep it that way, but right wen she had her hand almost on his head, he opened the door to a fancy place and allowed her in, blushing, Rukia thought it was because he was stupid enough not to wear a jacket out there, she mentally brewed at the annoying fact that his hair still looked like a mess and she was powerless to change it without makeing a fool of herself, none the les, she sat down in the fancy resturaunt and tried tro ignore the mass of orange like she did every other day
This place was aparently ignorent of porportians, Rukia was starting to wounder if Ichigo was trying to make her fat by getting her some monsterouse "peice" (more like a mountain) of strawberry cheesecake, she really thought he was trying to spite her untill he somehow maneged to keep a straight face with no sighns of amusement for the next ten minutes, "By the way, that guitar was a joke, here's your real present," she stated, sliping her hand into her purse, "Is this as huge as the last one?" Rukia giggled, "No no, not at all," for a split second Ichigo thought she was about to kiss him, untill she tossed him a box and said, "Here," matter-of-facutualy, Ichigo didn't care wat was in that stupid little box, his ideah of a gift from Rukia was much better, atleast, he didn't care, untill he opened the box, "A watch?" he asked, pulling out a silver watch, "Yeah, it plays 'Dear Angel' as an alarm, cool huh?" she replied, head in her hands and looking bored, he immidiatly slid it on, "Read the note," she stated, "and by the way, watever I get on Wite Day better be ATLEAST three times as expensive, that thing cost me a bundle!" "Yeah, a bundle outta MY wallet right?" Rukia looked geunienly shocked, "No, I have Soul Society money that I got converted to Human World money, you and I are rich since the Aizan thing," "Then why are you always stealing MY wallet?!" "Kicks," she stated matter-of-factualy, Ichigo glared at her, his upper lip curling up slightly, untill he read the note, "I'm talking big bucks on MY gift," she stated, he looked up, shocked, the note read 'If you want me to kiss you, you better make the first move, Wimp! -Love Rukia,' "Can you....read my mind or something?" he was absolutely seriouse wen he asked her that, "As a matter of fact I can," "Liar, if that was true then you would've offered a long tine ago," Rukia shrugged, Ichigo leaned across the small table and took her chin in his index finger and thumb, "Stop smirking you little weasel," he commanded, placeing his lips over her's, and slideing a note forward, she slid it under her hand, the note read, 'I can read your mind too, don't worry, your Wite Day present will be good, you greedy little midget, -Love Ichigo'