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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),

Because I Can

The thought entered his mind about why he was making this decision, and then it came to him, because he could, but then, his entire life depended on the actions that took place in a matter of mere seconds, weather his life was filled with bliss, or was dropped and could never be a recovered, was that not the craziest thing you've ever heard? His entire life, anything and everything that he's ever had or loved riding on a 30 seconds at best! Yeah, it was stupid and reckless, but so was he, but then, it really didn't depend on that so much, no, it depended purely on her, how would she react? Wat she would say, do, feel, before and after, it occured to him that she might even laugh at him, now that was pure horror, but still, he hoped that wouldn't happen, he was nervouse and excited at the same time, he couldn't wait for tommorrow to come, then he heard it, a sound that made him want to yank his heart out and smash it against the wall, her soft cryes escaping the closet, he jerked off the covers and approached the closet, the cryes were small, nearly silent, he slid open the door, she was asleep, she was crying in her sleep, his heart pounded harder and it hurt more, he stroked her face sweetly, "Don't," she wispered, he started to retract his hand but then she continued the sentence, "leave me, please, don't leave me," she cryed, he shook her softly wispering her name, "Rukia, come on, wake up, I won't leave you, just wake up," she opened her dark tear glazed eyes, his hand lingering on her face, she swatted it away, "Wat? Why did you wake me up!? I was asleep!" "So?" "I was in a peacefull sleep and you just barged in and woke me up!" "Really? Peacefull aye? Then wat do you call this?" he sweeped the tear from her soft cheek, "Rukia, you were crying in your sleep," "Maybe I was laughing! Ever think of that?!" "If you were laughing you wouldn't be asking me not to leave," she was silent, "Idiot," she finally said, ah yes, normally this would make Ichigo feel very proud of himself, but not wen he was right about something like this, "Come on," he said, tiredness dripping in his rough voice, he turned around and went back to his bed, "Come 'ere," she sat up and began closing the door, "Don't you dare Midget!" The door clincked shut, he leaped up and crossed back to the closet, "Rukia open the door!" no answer, he slid the door open, "Wat?!" she said, he grabbed her rist and pulled her out of the closet, he sat her down on the bed and then sat next to her, she leaped up, his grip on her tightening, he pulled her back down, "No," he said, she glared at him with dagger like eyes, "You are not leaving this spot untill you tell me," she could hear the steadyness of his voice, he was seriouse alright, he would easily pin her to the bed rather than let her go back to sleep, but she had to try anyway, "Watch me!" she tried to leave, but his grip on her was steady and tight, not that it hurt or anything, he was actually holding her quite softly, although it was still a tight grip that would not losen, she new that he would rather lose that arm than let go of her, so, she would humor him and sit back down, after a long time of not speaking he finally said, "Rukia, tell me, sooner or later your legs are gonna go numb and I still won't let you go, so just tell me!" 'Can I really trust him?' she thought, and as if reading her mind, he said, "Let me tell you about my mother," it came as quite a shock to her, but she smiled sweetly and nodded lightly
Some were in the middle of the long story he found himself staring up at her, his head in her lap, her fingers in his orange hair, "Ok," she said, "I trust you completely, thank you," and she began diving into the long story of Kian Shiba, he sat up and pressed her head gently on his lap, stroking her hair as she had done his, listening to the words she spoke, he wanted to make sure that those tears never clouded her eyes again, after she finished her story they found themselves laying in the bed, neither one speaking for a wile, "Hey," she said softly, "why do you blame yourself for something that you couldn't control?" "Why do you?" she smiled, he had backed her into a corner yet again, "It was my fault, there's a diffrence," "Oh, if Kian's death was your fault, then my mother's death was mine," "Ichigo! That's just stupid!" "Then you no how you just sounded," "Ichigo it WAS my fault!" she sat up, "Look, wat did you tell me just a little wile ago?" "That death is uncotolable, and you shouldn't blame yourself for something it is clearly unavoidable," "Well, I think you should take your owne advice," "Ichigo," his finger pressed itsself against her soft lips, "I was going to wait untill tommorrow, but I think it would be more meaningfull if I did it now," "Did wat?" she mumbeled against his finger, "This," he pressed his lips against hers, withdrawing his finger, "Why were you going to wait untill tommorrow?" she murmmered against his lips, "Mmm dunno," he wispered, "Why?" "Mm," he drew back, "I wanted it to be perfect," "Wat did you have in mind?" "Mm-mm," "Tell me," she sang, slow and deep, and he started to wounder if she could sing, "Tell me," she sang again, longer this time, "Tell-" he cut her off with his lips, "Hmmmm hmmmmm," she sang, her lips vibrating against his, he smiled, actually smiled, he leaned back, "Mm, I was going to kiss you by the lake at sunset," his face was pink and he was thankfull for the lack of light, "Romantic!" she shreiked, "Yeah? So wat!?" "It's you! You hate romance!" "No I don't!" "You border on it," he shrugged, "Why?" "Why wat?" "Why were you going to be romantic?" "Mm-mm," "Tell me," she sang again, he just couldn't take that sweet voice, "Because," "Because why?" "Because I could," she smiled, kind of, "And?" "And, because I love you," he braced himself for the impact of rejection, but he felt her lips on his, "I love you too," she wispered, "Why?" "Because I can,"