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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),

Keep The Nightmares Away

It was her fault, it was all her fault, it was her fault that he was dead, and she new that, he had been protecting her, defending her, and he had died in the process, but watching it before her eyes again and again, it was unbearable, it was as bad as Kian's death, if not worse, he was gone, and she was to blame, all to blame, too many times and too many ways he had died, and it all hurt just as much as the worest pain in the world, first, he dies the night they met, it was her fault, he died wen he battled the Grand Fisher, it was her fault, he died in all the countless battles in Soul Society, defenitly her fault, he died in the battle with Grimmjow, her fault, he died in Hueco Mundo wen he was battling to get to her, her fault, he died in the war, all her fault, but then it accured to her, how could he die all those times? It must be a dream, a horrible horrible dream! A nightmare that she couldn't wake up from, she tried to wake up, but she couldn't, and then she realized wat she needed to do, she relaxed for a moment, and tried to find his voice, "Rukia," he wispered, "wake up Rukia," and suddenly it became so easy, and she opened her eyes
Rukia sat up in bed, it had been such a frightening nightmare, she was alone, all alone, and it bothered her, she hadn't noticed how empty and quiet the room was wen she had gone to sleep, but she could feel it now, and it bothered her grately, she felt the plush surface of his bed under her hand, and crashed back down onto the pillow, his scent was burried in it, she breathed in the soft smell of his Strawberry shampoo, it still wasn't the same as having him there, she couldn't take being in his room alone, atleast, not anymore, she reached her hand up and felt the bandege on her face, that was why she was here, alone in his bed, it was because of this stupid bruise! If it weren't there then Ichigo would be here instead of her and she would be in his closet, listening to his deep breathing and letting it soothe her back to sleep, but no, he had given her his bed for the night, opting to sleep on the sofa, he had been unusually nice to her since she had returned, she didn't understand it, she had been hit before, her face has seen as much pain as the rest of her, so why was this so diffrent? Well, she really didn't care,
"Ichigo," she called, the room seemed even quieter as her voice faded, "Ichigo!" she yelled louder, oh yeah, his family was out camping, that was good, that way she could yell and no one but Ichigo would hear her, a few minutes later, she was about to call for him again, but the door opened and she saw the siloute of a well-built (very well-built) man with spikey hair in the doorway, "Rukia? Is something wrong?" she looked at him, "Yes Ichigo," he walked over to her and sat down on the bed, "Wat is it?" "Um, do you think, perhaps, you could not sleep downstairs, and perhaps here?" "Sure, but do you mind if I asked wat brought this on?" he got up and crawled in the other side of the bed, she turned to face him, "Do you mind if I ask why you're being so nice?" Ichigo raised an eyebrow, "Is that supposed to be an insult?" "No! But you usually aren't this nice to me! It isn't normal and it's starting to freak me out!" Ichigo blinked a few times, then said, "Is that supposed to be an insult,... Midget? Because you're usually better at it than this," Rukia smiled, yes! She wasn't insane! And he wasn't treating her diffrently! Wait a minute, she traded Sweet Ichigo, for Normal Ichigo? Maybe there WAS something wrong with her, "Midget? Are you gonna answer my question or wat?" or maybe she just liked hearing his voice the normal way, he was really bad at being comforting wen he was trying to be, his voice is soothing enough, if he tries to pour honey on sugar then she'll just choke! There's such a thing as being TOO sweet, although she never imagened Ichigo as fitting that discription, "Wat question?" she asked, "Remember? I asked if you'd tell me why you suddenly want me to stay here," "No, I believe you asked if I minded telling you," "Yeah, wen I was still trying to sugar coat everything, wat I meant was: Tell me or I'm leaving," "You wouldn't!" "I would," there was a long pause and just as Ichigo was about to tell her again, she spoke,
"I had a nightmare," "That's it? Man, the way you were actin' I thought you had gone out to fight a hollow without telling me or something!" "So then, you AREN'T going to laugh at me?" "Why would I laugh at you?" "Well, a grown woman, espically a Soul Reaper, shouldn't have nightmares," "Why not? I still have nightmares sometimes," "You do?" "Yeah everyone does, so, do you wanna talk about it?" she hesitated for a moment, "I kept watching you die, over and over again, just in diffrent battles, and the hole time you were protecting me! It was always my fault!" "Do I dedtect a hint of self hate in your voice?" "It's more than a hint," "Rukia, if other people don't hate you, you shouldn't hate you either, besides, do you no WHY I always try to protect you?" "No," "Because I WANT to," "Ichigo? Can I ask you something?" "Sure," "Why were you trying to sugar coat everything earlier?" "Because he hit you," "So? I've been hit before," "Yeah, in battle," "So?" "So, there are rules, for guys anyway, and it's why I avoid fighting girls, 1. Never hit a woman, 2. Never hit a woman's face, 3. Never hit a woman that's smaller than you," "They sound basically the same," "That isn't the point Rukia, besides, you TRUSTED him, right?" "Well, I kinda had to, he still out-ranks me," "Not for long, the point is, I thought you'd be kinda sensitive," "Tch, serves you right then," "Now look it Midget!" "Ichigo, just go to sleep," "Hey Rukia?" "Yeah?" "You wanna no wat my nightmare was about?" "Your nightmare?" "I had one too ya' no, right before I came up here," "You mean before I called you," "No, I was on my way up wen you called me, I was worried and I was gonna make sure that you were ok," "Wat was it? The nightmare I mean," "It was, wat might've happened to you if I hadn't gotten to you in time," "Oh? And wat would that be?!" Her tone was irritated, "Well, wat I thought might've happened, like those squad 12 loons slicing you open and disecting you," Rukia cringed, he sure had a way of getting his point across, "And using you as some lab rat that they'll kill in experiments sooner or later," she cringed again, "And-" "I get it Ichigo, you were worried that they might harm me," "Worried that they WOULD, and 'harm' is putting it mildly! I mean if you had had that dream about someone you love you would've-" "I don't want to no! Wait, did you say, 'someone you love'?" "Ah man, I can't believe I let that slip! That's wat I get for being bad at talking!" "You love me?" "Well, yeah, I do," Ichigo was suddenly thankfull for the darkness so that she couldn't see his blush, "I can't believe it, you love me?" "Why is that so hard to believe?" "I've dreamed about this moment, but never though it would come," "Never say never," "I always thought I'D be the first one to say that I loved you," "Heh, well imagine that," Ichigo leaned down and kissed her gently, they curled up and began to sleep, both being assured that the other would be there to keep the nightmares away

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,"

Deserve Eachother

NOTE: Major sappy fluff alert!

Her eyes slid open slightly, 'Am I in Soul Society?' she thought, staring into the black, 'No, I'm with Ichigo, right?' a warm feeling of safety seemed to wash over her as she realized this, "Ichigo, yes, I'm with Ichigo," she smiled softly, opening the closet door, Ichigo was gone, suddenly she didn't feel safe anymore, but then she saw his shirt tossed over his bed and she realized that he was just in the shower, yes, now she heard it, the sound of running water, but just as she hopped out of the closet and settled herself on Ichigo's bed, she heard the water stop, and the door open, 'Oh great! He always has to yell at me for getting on his bed! Why dosen't HE try living in a closet for ounce!' and in he walked, shirtless, but before she had time to blush, she noticed something, a large scar in the middle of his chest, "Hey! Haven't I told you not to take my bed Midget!?" she wasn't listening, "Hm? Hey, wat's wrong?" she was simply staring at the scar on his chest, by the time she stopped looking it was because she couldn't see it anymore, his face was right next to hers "Are you ok?" she jumped slightly, "I'm fine," she lied, "Rukia," he said in a warning tone, "I have seen that look before, now tell me!" "That scar, it's for me isn't it?" he leaned back a little, "Yeah, so?" "Why? Why for me?" "Do I need a reason?" "Well, yeah! Sort of, I suppose," "You're way too tense, always are, those little thoughts swarming around in your head were bound to catch up to you," "Well? Wat do you think? Do you think it's easy being betrayed by your mind?!" "No, I don't," "Well, ok," "Alright! Lay down!" "W- Why?!" "Look! Do you want my help or not?!" she layed down as she was asked, "On your stomach!" "You could've said that sooner!" but she did it anyway, "That's a good Midget," "Don't call me that!" "Sure, watever you say, now, close your eyes," "If you do anything sneaky then it's your funeral!" "Yeah, I'm painfully aware of that," but she closed her eyes anyway, and as soon as she did, she felt a soft pressure starting between her shoulder blades and running down her back, "Geez! You just tensed up some more! Calm down and relax will ya'?!" "Wat are you doing Ichigo?" "I'm given' ya' a massage, wat'd'ya' think?! You could use one too! If you don't relax soon then eventually these tense little musceles of yours are going to go out!" Ruka was quite for a little wile then,
"Ichigo?" "Hm?" "Why are you doing this?" "Um, because you're too tense?" "So? Why does that bother you?" "Because I want you to relax and feel safe and stuff, that's why," "How come?" "Because I, um, care about you, and I wanna be there to help you," "Oh, is that why you came to Soul Society?" "Partly," "Wat are the other reasons?" "Well, I wanted to save you, I wanted to make you understand that I would always protect you, and never let anyone hurt you, besides, if you died then everyone would hate me and think I'm stupid!" Rukia smiled slightly, "You shouldn't have gotten yourself scared for me," "Why not?" "Because I should be scaring myself for you, not the other way around, too much blood has been spilt for me, why? Why are people spilling their blood over someone as worthless as-" "Shut up!" "Me?" "You aren't worthless, people wouldn't try to save you if you were worthless," "But there were so many people that were wanting my exicution, don't you think that means-" "But there were MORE people trying to save you, understand? Besides, you've scared me a good few times," "I, I've frightened you?" "Well, yeah! I mean, you come so close to dieing sometimes, and, that really makes me worry," "Why? Why do I worry you?" "For the same reason that I worry you," "Oh? And just wat reason would that be?" "Well, isn't it kinda obviouse? I love you Rukia, that's my reason for everything, that's my reason for living," "You love me? That's impossible," "Rukia, don't you love me too?" "Yes! Ofcolurse I love you! But, you loving someone like me, it, it isn't right, you deserve better than me," "There isn't anyone better than you," "You're wrong, Ichigo, I've spilt too much blood, my life holds too many nightmares, you need someone safer, someone better, someone,... else," "I don't WANT someone else, I want you, and I don't care about spilt blood, as long as it isn't your blood being spilt, and, we'll live through our nightmares together," "Are you sure about that?" "Is this sure enough?" he leaned down and kissed her lips softly, her eyes snapped open, but closed again as the kiss made its way into her mind and stopped all the nightmarish thoughts swarming around, "It seems sure, but-" "No, if I don't take you now, then soon enough, someone else will come and take you away," "That won't happen, even if there was someone else who-" "There are ALOT of someone elses!" "Still, you're stuck with me now, you can't get rid of me," "Fine," "Just remember that I tried to warn you," "Yeah, so? It isn't like I'd actually let you go," "Fine, then you deserve me," "I really don't, you're way too good for me, but remember, if you take me, you deserve me," "No one is good enough for you," "Except you,"