A/N: Hi everyone, this is my other new BLEACH fanfic. I'm writing this with a good friend of mine, Allison! Since she is practically in love with Renji, she wanted a story. Here it is! I hope that everyone likes it! And if you guys haven't figured it out yet this is an IchiRuki and RenjiXOC Fanfic! We appreciate reviews you throw our way. I'm trying not to make this OOC but at times it may be so fair warning!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, sadly, only Kubo Tite does, and what can I say, he is one lucky son of a chappy. Sigh.

Silent Deadly Love

Rukia's POV.

I was in my business class, listening intently to Mr. Tozu talk about numbers and documents. He had just asked a question and I was quickly solving it in my head.

"Miss Danvers?" asked Mr. Tozu, wanting the answer.

My head jerked up as Mr. Tozu said a name that I did not recognized. My eyes landed on a girl who was clearly not from Japan, perhaps from America. I vaguely remembered there had been rumors going around that we were going to get a foreign student this semester. Thinking nothing of it at the time, I had just assumed that the student would look a bit; I don't know, nerdy?

Clearly, I had been wrong on my judgment because this girl was anything but nerdy. She had long, beautiful, dark caramel hair that when hit with the light coming through the window turned into almost a mystical halo of gold.

Her head seem to snap up from the book that was cleverly hidden under her desk.

"Oh, um, you have to wait a period of a week before submitting that specific document in this situation." I was impressed, she got the answer right.

"Oh, well, that's correct, thank you Miss Danvers." He returned to his lecture and I looked at the girl. She was taking notes and listening, but when she got the chance her eyes would wander back down to her hidden book.

Once class was over I decided to approach her and introduce myself, it seemed like the right thing to do.

She was packing her books into a bright blue bag and as I got closer I heard her humming.

It was a sweet tune, with a tinge of sadness, but beautiful none the less. I finally reached her and using my good girl voice I said, "Hi there! I'm Rukia Kuchiki, you're a foreign exchange student from America, right?"

She looked at me, her expression of surprise. "Er-that's right. I'm Allison. Allison Danvers. It's very nice to meet you, Kuchiki-san." She bowed her head a bit.

I let a frown grace my lips, "Please, call me Rukia, and if you would like I can show you around, if you want," I told her. She seemed to think for a second.

"Oh, that would be helpful, but unfortunately I have to get back to my dorm. My roommate said she had to tell me something important and that I had to get there as fast as possible. Sorry." With that said she slung her back pack over her shoulder and fast walked out of the room.

I looked at her as she walked down the hallway, looking back and forth as she when, like she was searching for something, but what?

Allison's POV

I gave a big sigh as I stood and started packing my stuff. Gingerly sliding in my notebooks, folders, text books, pencil case, and reading book. I was humming a song, Life is Like a Boat. It was my new favorite song since I arrived here.

I was about to leave, dreading finding my next class seeing as I had no idea where it was, but I didn't have it in myself to actually ask someone for directions. Besides, it wasn't for another three hours. I had time to potentially get lost on my way.

I was so absorbed in my packing that I never realized that a girl in my class had come up to me.

"Hi there! I'm Rukia Kuchiki. You're a foreign exchange student from America, right?" My head snapped up. The girl in front of me was short, she had short raven hair, and when I looked into her eyes they were the most shocking color of amnesty.

My eyes widen a fraction, not because I was shy or anything, but because I had seen her before. I saw her this morning, wearing a strange black kimono thing, wielding a beautiful white katana and killing a hideous beast.

The thing that really set my heart racing was the fact that she was a ghost, which means she's dead, which means that I'm technically speaking to a dead person, or at least I thought she was dead.

There was a silence that hung in the air, but in reality it must have been a split second, in my mind it felt like an eternity.

I thought her words over before answering, "Er-that's right. I'm Allison. Allison Danvers. It's very nice to meet you, Kuchiki-san." I bowed my head a little like I saw some people do.

When I looked up I saw a small frown on her face.

"Please, call me Rukia. If you would like I can show you around," she volunteered.

I thought for a second. That would help a lot, but frankly, I don't know if I could let her help me now. I didn't know her and what I did know of her wasn't something that was normal.

"Oh, that would be helpful, but unfortunately I have to get back to my dorm. My roommate said she had to tell me something important and that I had to get there as fast as possible. Sorry."

It was true what I said. I wasn't going to lie to her. But I wasn't going to stick around either. So, with that said, I slung my backpack over my shoulder and quickly walked out of the room that now held the Rukia and the Professor. I could feel Rukia's eyes on my back watching me leave.

I didn't know who or what Rukia was. I did know however, that walking around with a sword and having no one give her a second look made me uneasy. Why was it that I was the only one that seemed to notice her that night? But today in class everyone saw her? What was wrong with me?

I kept looking back and forth as I walked down the crowded hallway that held many students. They all seemed happy; laughing and enjoying a simple cup of coffee with friends while I was all alone on this campus.

I turned left to walk through the tunnel that connected the university to the main male and female dormitories. At one point the glass hallway diverged into two separate hallways that each lead to either the male or female dorm.

I turned right and made my way to my dorm.

Once inside I made my way to the door that lead to the stairs.

My room was on the sixth floor and I preferred to take the stairs for three reasons.

One: I like the exercise.

Two: I don't like people in confined spaces.

And three: elevators scare me.

In reality the staircase was starting to become my safe haven. No one really went there, so I had the whole place to myself, except the occasional hormonal couple or druggy.

I took the stairs two at a time, feeling that my roommate was currently counting the seconds that passed.

Once I reached the sixth floor, I pushed open the door, my breath coming in short puffs, but I made my way down to my room, number 14.

I paused outside the door, hand on doorknob, and suddenly had the feeling that I didn't want to go in.

Ichigo's POV

I got out of class early and was already at home. It was a two story house with the north and east wall replaced with window side walls. It had two large bedrooms and that meant Renji had a room all to himself while Rukia and I shared a room, which I had no problem with.

I threw my house keys into a bowl and wandered into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and grabbed a drink. Pulling out the wood kitchen chair, I sat down and glanced at the clock above the stove, anxiety seeping into my bones.

I should know by now not to worry about Rukia. She may be ten minutes late, but surely it's school related.

"Chill out, Kurosaki," came Renji's voice behind me. I jumped a bit, then leaped out of the chair and spun around to face the red haired, tattooed Soul Reaper.

"What the hell, Renji!" I shouted at him. He just chuckled and opened the fridge.

Seconds later I heard the front door open and slam closed. Door slamming was Rukia's way of announcing that she was home.

"She sounds angry," Renji muttered walking past me, "Have fun," he smirked and quickly left the room.

I sighed and slowly made my way into the living room where I heard Rukia.

I spotted her looking out the window, arms crossed, and an irritated look on her face.

"Something wrong?" I asked her, hesitantly. She glanced my way with fire in her eyes.

"Ichigo, don't you find it strange how there hasn't been a single Hollow since we've been here?"

"I guess I haven't thought about that," I said, sitting down on the couch. She gave the window one last look before joining me on the couch. I put my arm around her and she rested her head on my shoulder. "Don't worry about it."

"It's just been awhile."

"It is strange," I agreed. "But let's not worry about that now." She looked up at me and I stared at her violet eyes that I always get lost in. She smiled and I brought my lips down to hers.

Allison's POV

I pushed the door open and instantly came face to face with an angry roommate.

"Wow," she remarked sarcastically, hands on her skinny hips. "I thought you'd be able to follow one simple order. Honestly, you can't even manage to come on time?"

I didn't bother to say anything because frankly, Riruka was my only hope at a roof over my head and scared me none the less.

"I thought since my old roommate moved; for you, I might add, you would at least show some respect. After all, she was my friend!"

Yeah right, I thought. She moved out in a heartbeat because she couldn't stand the likes of you. Administrators thought she was doing the right thing, moving out, letting the new girl live in her place, when really she signed my death sentence. I didn't dare tell this to Riruka. I didn't want to add one more thing to her growing list of hate for me.

"I'm sorry," I managed to say, not looking at the obvious hate in her eyes. "I, umm, got held up." No reason to tell her everything. "But I'm here now. What was the important thing you had to tell me right at this second?"

She sighed dramatically, "Forget it. I'll tell you tonight. You already made me late for a party."

She grabbed her purse and keys off the table.

A party? I thought. Ha! I would have the dorm to myself tonight! Finally, some peace and quiet.

She shoved past me to the door and I happily closed it after her.

I turned around and admired the empty room that seemed lighter and more cheerful now that she was not poisoning the atmosphere.

Before I could ravish in the calmness, I had to go to the library and look for the book I needed if I wanted to stay sane.

A/N: Hi, I re-read this and I decided to add more detail, it was needed. Okay not to much but there was still some things changed! I also want to say that Riruka is a NORMAL PERSON, she isn't a fullbringer.

For those of you who have to read this over, I apologize.


~Darkkiss15 & WhiteSheWolf17