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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,"

Now And Forever

"Hiya Ichi!" Rukia said cheerily, way too cheerily, sitting ontop of Ichigo's desk by his bed, swinging her legs "Rukia? Why're you in that dress wen you're in spirit form," "Oh, I died, again," "Wat?!" "Yeah, I was attacked by a hollow, you'll find out later, anyway, the good news is I've decided to haunt you!" "Wat are you talking about Midget?!" "I'm gonna haunt you!" "Not that! You're dead?!" "Again, and for the third time yes!" "But why- how- wen-" "Do any of these questions actually have an end?" "You can't be dead!" "Oh, I am, anyway, so, how's your life?" "This can't be happening," "It is," "But I never even got a chance to tell you that-" "I no, you love me, and I loved you, but anyway, it's time for me to go," "So, you aren't even a Soul Reaper anymore?" "No, I'm good and dead, ready to be reincarnated, that's such a strange word," "Don't leave!" "I have to, have a good life Ichigo, live long," "You too," "Thanks, I really did, ounce I met you," and just like that she was gone, Ichigo felt his heart drop 1,000 miles,
Ichigo woke up, wat a weird dream, Rukia dead? Wat was he thinking? But still, even though it was only 4:00 AM, he had to check, he creeped over to his closet and gently slid open the door, there she was, laying in his closet, her mouth slightly open, eyes closed, hair eskew, a hint of her pink tounge sticking through her teeth, but still, he had to check, he fished a small mirror out of his draw, he bought the first time he had to check and see if Rukia was still in his closet, it was actually the night after she started living in his closet, he opened the door to see if she was asleep, and she was on her side so he couldn't see if that midget sized chest of hers was going up and down or not, so he bought a mirror, wich he retreived and slid under her mouth, carefull not to wake her up, he saw it fog up and closed the door quietly, going back to bed,
Another dream, no, another nightmare, he got up, Rukia was already awake and in the floor, reading a magazine and eating a cookie, that bloody image came back, the image of her, covered in blood, breathing frantically, her eyes ready to roll back in her head, her hands stained with the blood seeping out of her open wounds, "Hello!" he heard, he redirected his sight and the image was gone, Rukia was standing over him, he looked at her a moment, "Are you ok? You aren't answering my question!" "Sorry, wat did you say?" "I asked you if you liked my drawing," "Sure, it's fine," "You didn't see it," "Uh-huh," suddenly he felt something lightly touch his head, he looked at Rukia who was letting her hand linger on his head a little longer than neccecary, "Hm, I don't think you have a fever, let me check again," her other hand slowly rose, he took her rist and stopped her, "Ichigo," she wispered, he lightly took her other rist and pulled her next to him, lightly pulling her down to sit next to him on the bed, "Ichigo, you're starting to worry me," "Am I? Sorry about that, I'm getting a little worried myself," "H- Huh?" "Rukia, do Soul Reapers have weird dreams sometimes?" "Y- Yes," "And do those dreams ever mean anything?" "Th- They mean alot, they always try to tell you something," "I see, makes sense," "Ichigo? Are you sure you're ok?" "You tell me," he replied, raising her hand and putting it against his chest, "Don't worry so much," he wispered, feeling her fingers shake against his torso, he leaned in, his lips next to her ear, "Ya' no somethin'?" he wispered, "W- Wat?" she asked, "The dreams I had last night scared me alot, I don't want them to come true," "Wa-" his lips silenced hers, "I want you to no how I feel before it's too late," he murmmered against her lips, he kissed her softly and wispered, "I love you," "Ichigo, wat spawned all this?" she asked, "I told you, I had some dreams I didn't like and I wanted to make sure that they didn't come true, isn't that reason enough?" "Well, yes, but-" "Than don't complain," "Ichigo," "Wat?" "I love you too, but I think you took one too many blows to the head," "And? Are you complaining if I did?" "No, not really, I would just perfer this if you were completely sain, oh wait, that's asking too much, you never were," "Ah, shut up Midget!" he planted his lips firmly on her's and kissed her more deeply than the first time, "I love you Ichigo, now-" "I love you Rukia, -and forever,"