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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),

Stittches

Stittches
I feel stupid, no, stupid isn't the right word, embarresed is more correct, why hadn't I seen it sooner? Why had I been wishing for the impossible? I was so confussed, ... I just wish I hadn't seen it, if I hadn't seen it, maybe I wouldn't feel THIS horrible, it all started wen I went to the school to return the equipment that the Home Hnadycraft's Club had borrowed for our feild trip, it was Saturday, around dusk, so the school was empty, at least, I THOUGHT it was, but that was only my FIRST mistake...
As I walked through the halls of the empty school I heard heavy footsteps coming down the hall behind me, I don't no why but I decided to hide in a near-by classroom, "Jeez you really did it this time!" A familiar voice shouted, my heart leapt as I realized that it was Ichigo Kurosaki coming down the hall! But he was with someone, who, I didn't no, "Oh give it a rest!" that time the voice shrunk my heart and my hopes, it was Rukia's voice, sweet little Rukia, hissing at him like a threatening rattle snake, "And this time, THIS time you don't even have Orihime to bail you out since she's away!" Ichigo shouted, I immidiatly hid my spiritual pressure, not sure wat was happening and not wanting to get in the way, "I no, but you can manege right? I mean after all, you DID used to patch me up rather well back before Orihime came along," she stated, I understood it now, she was injured, "Yeah but I gotta tell ya', this ain't gonna be pleasent!" he protested, I heard her sigh heavily, "Oh yeah?" "Yeah, these are pretty bad, I'm pretty sure you need stitches," his voice turned seriouse, and I heard her groan loudly, I heard a door open and close and the footsteps and voices stopped, I opened the door and peered out, no one, I stepped down and saw a shadow in the infermery, I sprinted next to the door and crouched down beside it, sure enough I soon heard their voices emmitting from the small room, "Yep, you DEFINATLY need stitches," he stated, she moaned loudly again, "It won't be that bad," he stated, I heard the soft click of the hot-plate inside and the running of the sink, Rukia mean wile, continued to sigh heavily and moan in pain, Ichigo soon got irritated with this and I heard a gasp, I couldn't take just LISTENING anymore, no, my curiosity was too great, I peeked through the small window and the situation became more clear, boiling water sat on the hot plate, a sewing needle sat inside that, Rukia wason the leather bench, layed down with a cloth over her head, Ichigo standing next to her, inspecting her many injurieres wearing... a wite lab coat? I guessed he did that to annoy her, I learned that she had a slight phobia of doctors, very slight but enough to irritate her, "I hate this," she moaned, "I no," he stated, cleaning one of her lesser wounds and treating it with medicine and bandeges, "Ya' no, .... it isn't so much that I mind this," she stated, he raised an eyebrow and reached for more bandeges as she spoke, "I really don't mind it at all wen you treat me, I find it a bit relaxing even, fascinating to see wat humans do, wat bothers me is this stupid bright light! It's SO annoying! I mean, I MUCH perfer your room, it's much more comfortable," I heard him chukle, as she slung her uninjured arm over her eyes, I heard my own heart speed up, I wasn't sure why the adrenalin in my blood was shooting through the roof, they weren't saying or doing anything personal, but still it felt like they alone were in their own world, seperated from me and the rest of this universe, I tried my best to tune out wat they were saying but I couldn't help myself, I watched him open one of the small sewing cases that I hadn't seen him pick up, "Wat couler thread do you want?" she sprang up and glared at him, she seemed slightly offended, I couldn't imagine why though, "Oh perfect! I JUST forgot that I was getting stitches and now you're going to remind me?!" I understood then, for a split second I felt more dumbfounded than threatened, until Ichigo started laughing and pushed her back down, "Well then why didn't you tell me that you just forgot?" "Oh shut up! And to answer your previouse question, I like purple," she layed her uninjured arm back over her eyes, "Just like your eyes," he mumbeled, just loud enough for me to make out the sound, my heart skipped a beat and I guess her's did too because she slowly sat up and stared at him the same way that I new I was, "Wat?" she wispered, I had to read her lips for that one, he stiffened, "Wat did you just say?" she wispered again, "Purple it's um, it's the couler of your eyes, sort of, ... neon lavender," I couldn't believe that he not only admitted to saying that but he expanded on it too! I was getting angry and scared at the same time and I wasn't sure wich feeling was more dominant, she returned to her previouse position, "Why didn't you call me?" Rukia sighed heavily at Ichigo's question, I wasn't sure if he was trying to get real answers out of her or trying to distract her, "Wat? You mean with the hollow? I didn't feel like I needed to," his face became much more angry looking, "Wat's that supposed to mean?!" He had already started threading the needle through her skin and closing the wound, she either didn't mind or didn't notice, "It means that I didn't feel like I needed your help! I wanted to do it alone, it was only a low level hollow-" "That caused these injurieries by throwing you through a wall!" I had heard that tone before, he was pretty mad, "I hadn't gotten a chance to get out of my gigai yet!" "Wich is just another reason that you needed me there!" "If I could see propperly I'd slap you right now," that was the first time I had actually heard her threaten him instead of actually doing the deed, but I suppose there's a first for everything, "Get up, you're done," he stated, removing the extra thread from her arm, she sprang up immidiatly, first inspecting the stitch-job on her arm, then staring back at Ichigo, "I'm not weak," she stated, "Obviously," "Then why do you always act like I am?! Why can't you just leave me alone?!" "You'd like that?!" "No! I mean- I don't, ... not for good,... I just wish I wasn't a fragil peice of glass with you! I'm more than a china doll you no!" "I no!" "Then why-" I felt tears coming to my eyes, he was kissing her, he had practically jumped her but he was kissing her! And she was kissing him back, I wanted to run but my legs wouldn't listen to me, but I had to look away so I settled for slumping down against the door, "Did it hurt? The stitches I mean," so they had stopped, maybe there was still a chance- "No," her voice sounded breathless and I could tell that they had started kissing again, "Rukia, I lov-" I had found the will to run and didn't hear the rest of his sentence, but I wasn't stupid and I new perfectly well wat he was saying, I let the tears come as I ran out the door and down the street, I hated this day, why hadn't I waited till Monday to return the equipment?!
So that's wat happened, I can't believe I was so stupid that I didn't see it coming sooner, so stupid to think that I had a chance with Rukia around, I didn't no wat to do at this point, I heard the phone ringing and checked the caller ID, Uryuu was calling, I didn't feel like talking to anyone but I answered anyway, "Hello?" "Orihime? Are you ok? You sound like you're crying," "No, I'm fine," "...Do you want to get some coffee or something?" "........Ok,"

"And though the wound hasn't healed,
The heart is left in stitches"

Collapsed

He new it was going to happpen sooner or later, he had been expecting that all-mighty wall to tumble down for some time now, and he had been telling himself that he was prepared, he wasn't, he wasn't even close to being ready, how could he be? How did you prepare for something like that? It had all started with such a simple request too, why did he have to be so stubborn? "Ichigo, hand me my sketch pad," she requested, he gave her a disaproveing look and crossed his arms over his chest defiantly, she rolled her eyes, "PLEASE hand me my sketch pad?" he didn't flinch, she looked at him strangely, he shook his head slightly, why did this have to happen? "I don't think that's such a good idea," he replied, that did it, the wall started to crumble down and now there was no stopping it, he wished more than anything that HE was the one with the cracked ribs, her eyes narrowed and she snarled at him, "Oh?! And who are YOU to decide wat is and isn't a good idea?! Are YOU the one sitting here in pain?!" 'No, but I wish I was,' he thought, the venom of her words didn't phase him at all, "I just think that you should rest, that's all, I don't want you to be in any more pain," she groaned in exhaustion and in irritation but Ichigo mistook it as a moan of pain and he immidiatly rushed to her side and began looking over her bandeged chest in an attempt to find something wrong, noticing this, she shoved him away from her, "Get AWAY from me you obsessive jerk!" She yelled, "Now you've REALLY done it! You say you don't want me to be in pain?! You give me every pain-killer in the world but you can't give me something I actually WANT to get my mind off it?! You're such a hypacrit! Can't you except the fact that I'm stronger than you think?! I'm not some breakable little glass doll that will shatter if you let it do ANYTHING except sit there on a shelf and collect dust! Wen are you going to understand that?!" This time the poision she sprayed seeped right through him, he looked up at her in shock and pain, it was all so painfully true, he new he was wrong but he couldn't help but feel that he was responsible for this, he couldn't protect her from that hollow and now she was sitting here, mad as a Spitting Cobra, with a broken rib cage and a shattered heart, and in so much pain, he wished more than ever that HE was the one layed up with the broken ribs, not her, never her, she dosen't deserve it, she NEVER deserved it, "And don't sit there loooking at me like YOU'RE the one suffering here! I don't care how sorry you feel for me you're STILL not going to feel half as bad as I do! All the 'I'm sorry' 's and 'I wish it was me' 's in the world isn't going to make ME feel sorry for YOU!" Ichigo nodded and stood up, "You're right, you're absolutely right, and you shouldn't feel sorry for me, I no you don't care, but I really DO wish I was the injured one," she didn't respond, half her wanted to say 'Yeah I do too', just to get back at him, but she didn't, she just couldn' say something THAT cruel, she would never wish something so dreadfull on him anyway, she turned over to face away from him, he leaned over her and tried to see her face, but she just rolled back over and stared at his waist, he looked down, she faced away, he leaned forward, she leaned away, finally he got sick of the cycle and held her rists in his hands, pinning her to the bed, "Let me go!" She screamed, fidgeting and trying to get away, he didn't move, he kept her pinned there on her back, "Ichigo!" she screamed, nothing, finally she just decided to do something really mean, she took in a deep breath, then, she spit right in his eye, automatically he sprang up and leaped away from her, she quickly sprang up (or as quickly as she could with a fractured rib cage) she grabbed her robe and slid it on, running towards the door, Ichigo grabbed her rists the same way he had before, "Let me go!" she screeched, he didn't flinch, she tried to spit in his eye again, but before she could, his lips locked her's, she was so surprised that she hesitated before kissing back, she relaxed her body and melted into him, she forgot why she would ever want to escape this, she didn't protest at all wen he deepened the kiss, she deepened it as well, her arms around his neck, his around her waist, his tounge brushed her lips and she allowed him entrance into her mouth, slideing her tounge into his as well, finally the kiss softened and they slowed into giveing eachotheer very small kisses to the lips, "Rukia," he was the first to regain his breath and Rukia was sorry that the kiss had to end so quickly, "I am so sorry, I really didn't mean to cause you even more pain than you were already in, I just-" he was cut off by her lips on his, the kiss deepened agained, this time Ichigo trailed kisses along her cheek and down her neck, he lost himself in the feel of her for a split second, but qickly regained his senses, and pulled away, "Idiot, stop ending it so early! Do you WANT me to hit you?!" she gave him a disaproveing look, "No, not at all," he grinned cockily, "I just don't want to hurt you, you're already dameged," she was about to screech at him but he continued, "That, and I also don't want to go too far with you, I don't want you to be uncomfortable," she smiled at him forgivingly, "You no...I'm not REALLY that mad at you, I just want you to understand that I'm in MORE pain wen I'm just sitting here thinking about it," Ichigo brushed a hair from her face, "Rukia," he wispered, "I am so, very in love with you" he smiled softly, her face darkened, "You can't love me," she wispered painfully, "Why not?" he looked devistated, "Because...you just can't," "That dosen't make any sense," "You can't love me because....because I don't,..." he prepared for the worest, the words 'I don't love you' repeated again and again in his mind, "I don't deserve you," he stared at her in disbelief, but then smiled and started laughing, "Wat? Ofcourse you do! You deserve someone even better than me!" Rukia shook her head, "No I don't! I don't deserve to be happy!" Ichigo's eyes narrowed, "Do you want me to be happy?" "Yes ofcourse I do!" "Well Rukia, I'm happy with you," he kisseed her again, "I love you so much, and even if it means doing something painfull, I will do ANYTHING to make you happy," she bit her lip, "I love you too, but-" "No, no 'but's, that's all that matters," he kissed her again, "This isn't over you no, I hate to say it but, a few sweet words isn't going to make me feel any diffrent, you're going to have to do alot more than that," Ichigo nodded, "I no, anything to make you happy," she smiled back at him, "And you the same," they layed down on the bed, Rukia cradeled beneath Ichigo's strong arms, they layed there and started to drift to sleep, the collapsed wall slowly rebuilding itsself

Hey There Shortie!

http://ladyshieru.deviantart.com/art/IchiRuki-Keeping-you-Close-104863563
It was cold outside, that was certain, but she stayed perched on the front steps, her bunny plushie held by one hand, she couldn't stop thinking about it, she just couldn't, it was like haveing a song stuck in her head, the thoughts repeated, over and over, like the same verse, repeating over and over, 'I shouldn't be alive, I shouldn't have done these things, I should die, I deserve to die, I should never have done these things to Ichigo' those thoughts just kept going through her mind, regardless of the fact that she wanted them to stop, they wouldn't cease, she held her nees against her chest, she felt so lonely, but suddenly she didn't, suddenly someone was sitting right behind her, she looked up, Ichigo looked down, he had a crooked smirk plastered on his face, "Hey there Shortie!" he greeted, she just stared a little longer, "Hey," she greeted in return, Ichigo rolled his eyes, "Get up," he demanded, pulling on her arms and standing her up in front of him, "Wa-?" but before she could even get the words out of her mouth, he had taken her inside and planted her firmly on the sofa, she stared at him, very displeased, but his face was relaxed, he leaned his head on his hand as he sat opposite her, "Come on out with it," she ignored him, "You may speak," he said sarcastically, she wapped him with her bunny plushie, he sheilded her with his arm and in the same quick motion grabbed her rist in his hand, pulling her towards him, and into his lap, despite her slight struggle, he gently turned her face so that she could look at him, she turned away quickly, 'Don't look at him' she thought, she new wat would happen if she did, her heart was weak, SHE was weak, very weak, she would completely fall apart under his stern gaze, she would break down, admit to the way she had been feeling lately, she couldn't allow herself to do that, so she looked away, avoiding the harsh truth, he turned her face again, this time makeing sure that she couldn't look away, she could only avoid his eyes at this point, his beautifull copper eyes, he ran his lips over her upper cheekbone, he had speant his time well, learning her inside and out, noing wat made her tick, wat made her ache, wat made her laugh, wat made her surrender, he new her better than she new herself, as she did him,
It only took a few seconds before she gave up, relaxed her body and leaned against his, his arm curled under her waist and snaked around her, holding on tightly, "Stop thinking about it," he wispered, she hated this, she didn't want to have this conversation, she didn't want to have it at all, she tried to avoid it, but if there was one thing that she had learned about him in the past year, it's that wen he wants something badly enough, it's his, there's no way to fight that, and she new very well that he was determined to talk her out of this state of mind, he had spent the last ten months trieing, she shook her head, she couldn't understand it, wat could someone like him possibly want with someone like her? Wat was she worth to him? Wat could she possibly be in his eyes? Perhaps he was just blinde, perhaps he couldn't see how dameged she was? Perhaps he had no clue wat she was capable of, "You're crazy, you no that don't you? I'm in love with a crazy person," she looked up at him, wide eyed, he was just stareing at the ceiling, he laughed fakely, "Imagine that, I gotta tell ya' Rukia, this would make one heck of a novel," she kept stareing, he finally looked down at her, "Rukia? You always talk about 'forbiden love' being romantic right? Wat makes something 'forbidden'?" she was caught completely off guard, she new in the back of her mind that this was all just part of some scheme to get her to talk, but, still..."Something is forbidden...wen one or more people of higher standerds say it is," Ichigo looked confused, "Is OUR love forbidden?" "In a way ....yes, it is,.... Soul Society dosen't care, not since you've made it ever so clear that you'll kill anyone and everyone that gets in your way, but....it's wrong, it's just wrong," Ichigo stood up, stretching a bit, "You are one determined little hypocrit, ya' no that?" Rukia's mouth dropped, "H-Hypocrit?! WERE did you get that?!" "Rukia, you just said it yourself, something is only forbidden wen one or more people says it is, Soul Society dosen't care, but YOU think this is wrong, yet you're upset because of it? You're just dancing around the real issue, YOU think it's wrong, YOU think it's forbidden, and a part of YOU dosen't want to be with me because you're scared, just admit it, that's the truth and you no it," Rukia looked down, hugging her nees to her chest again, "Hey," he nelt beside her, combing his fingers through her hair, "I'm not being mean or anything, I'm just saying, ...it's hard for me too, you say things like 'it's wrong' and 'it's fobiden', so I want to make it ok, I want to talk sense into the person that says it's wrong, because I want to make you happy, but how can I do that if you're the one tortureing yourself? Just tell me how I can do that and I'll leave you alone, I promise," Rukia bit down hard on her botttum lip, she wanted to cry, it was all true, so why hadn't she seen it before? "Just tell me wat you WANT, not wat you think is right, not wat you think about yourself, not wat anyone else says or thinks, tell me wat you WANT and we'll work through the rest tohether," "........You," she wispered, her teeth digging back into her lower lip, "Then we'll work through the rest together," he said, she bit down harder, causing blood to emerge, she didn't care, she was just confused, he cupped her face, and kissed her sweetly, his tounge lingering on the self-inflicted wound to lick the blood off, "Oh Honey, don't bite your lip! That's a horrible habit! Almost as bad as doubting yourself," she stared wide eyed, but then smiled softly, she understood, self-doubt isn't something that you can choose to do or not to do, it's an involentary action that just.....happens, due to years and years of it becomeing a habbit, and just like wen you bite your lip, wen you doubt yourself, you'll bleed, and Rukia didn't like to bleed
Rukia sat outside on the steps, she smiled at nothing in paticular, just smiled, stareing up at the sun, holding her chappy doll in one hand, Ichigo came up behind her and sat down, "Hey There Shortie, feeling better today?" he looked down at her, she looked up at him, smile still plastered on her face, "Wat do you think?"

Do You Mind?

Inspiration found here: http://jessally.deviantart.com/art/Would-you-mind-if-i-hurt-you-110311670
Would you mind if I hurt you?
Would it make a diffrence if I said I needed too?
Would you mind if I broke your heart into a million peices?
How about if I told you that mine had a zillion creases?
Would you mind if I were to stab you?
Shoot you?
Break you?
And wat about if I told you wat it would do....
....To me?
Would you let me hurt you?
If it meant that I could finally have some peace?
Would you mind if I tore you to shreds?
If it meant all my pain would finally cease?
How about if I ripped your heart right in two?!
Would you let me do that too?!
And wat if I held a gun to you?
Just decided to kill you?
But how about if you saw that I didn't want to?
Saw the tears briming in my eyes,
Heard all my screams and cries,
Wat would you do?
And wat if I tried to hurt myself too?
Would you stop me even though I had so badly hurt YOU?
If you saw my pain and agony,
Would you try to save me....or try to kill me?
And would you mind if I killed you?
Then took my own life too?
Would you mind if we just died here?
By my hand, makeing my purpose clear?
Would you mind if I took your life and then mine too?
Just so I could be with you?
Would you mind if I just became part of you?
Without ever meaning too...
Do you mind if I just tear down everything that sheilds me?
Become weak and sad in my naked truth?
Just so I could be happy with you?
So do you mind if I slit your throat?
Because if you don't, then I'll slit mine too

Hey There Shortie!

It was cold outside, that was certain, but she stayed perched on the front steps, her bunny plushie held by one hand, she couldn't stop thinking about it, she just couldn't, it was like haveing a song stuck in her head, the thoughts repeated, over and over, like the same verse, repeating over and over, 'I shouldn't be alive, I shouldn't have done these things, I should die, I deserve to die, I should never have done these things to Ichigo' those thoughts just kept going through her mind, regardless of the fact that she wanted them to stop, they wouldn't cease, she held her nees against her chest, she felt so lonely, but suddenly she didn't, suddenly someone was sitting right behind her, she looked up, Ichigo looked down, he had a crooked smirk plastered on his face, "Hey there Shortie!" he greeted, she just stared a little longer, "Hey," she greeted in return, Ichigo rolled his eyes, "Get up," he demanded, pulling on her arms and standing her up in front of him, "Wa-?" but before she could even get the words out of her mouth, he had taken her inside and planted her firmly on the sofa, she stared at him, very displeased, but his face was relaxed, he leaned his head on his hand as he sat opposite her, "Come on out with it," she ignored him, "You may speak," he said sarcastically, she wapped him with her bunny plushie, he sheilded her with his arm and in the same quick motion grabbed her rist in his hand, pulling her towards him, and into his lap, despite her slight struggle, he gently turned her face so that she could look at him, she turned away quickly, 'Don't look at him' she thought, she new wat would happen if she did, her heart was weak, SHE was weak, very weak, she would completely fall apart under his stern gaze, she would break down, admit to the way she had been feeling lately, she couldn't allow herself to do that, so she looked away, avoiding the harsh truth, he turned her face again, this time makeing sure that she couldn't look away, she could only avoid his eyes at this point, his beautifull copper eyes, he ran his lips over her upper cheekbone, he had speant his time well, learning her inside and out, noing wat made her tick, wat made her ache, wat made her laugh, wat made her surrender, he new her better than she new herself, as she did him,
It only took a few seconds before she gave up, relaxed her body and leaned against his, his arm curled under her waist and snaked around her, holding on tightly, "Stop thinking about it," he wispered, she hated this, she didn't want to have this conversation, she didn't want to have it at all, she tried to avoid it, but if there was one thing that she had learned about him in the past year, it's that wen he wants something badly enough, it's his, there's no way to fight that, and she new very well that he was determined to talk her out of this state of mind, he had spent the last ten months trieing, she shook her head, she couldn't understand it, wat could someone like him possibly want with someone like her? Wat was she worth to him? Wat could she possibly be in his eyes? Perhaps he was just blinde, perhaps he couldn't see how dameged she was? Perhaps he had no clue wat she was capable of, "You're crazy, you no that don't you? I'm in love with a crazy person," she looked up at him, wide eyed, he was just stareing at the ceiling, he laughed fakely, "Imagine that, I gotta tell ya' Rukia, this would make one heck of a novel," she kept stareing, he finally looked down at her, "Rukia? You always talk about 'forbiden love' being romantic right? Wat makes something 'forbidden'?" she was caught completely off guard, she new in the back of her mind that this was all just part of some scheme to get her to talk, but, still..."Something is forbidden...wen one or more people of higher standerds say it is," Ichigo looked confused, "Is OUR love forbidden?" "In a way ....yes, it is,.... Soul Society dosen't care, not since you've made it ever so clear that you'll kill anyone and everyone that gets in your way, but....it's wrong, it's just wrong," Ichigo stood up, stretching a bit, "You are one determined little hypocrit, ya' no that?" Rukia's mouth dropped, "H-Hypocrit?! WERE did you get that?!" "Rukia, you just said it yourself, something is only forbidden wen one or more people says it is, Soul Society dosen't care, but YOU think this is wrong, yet you're upset because of it? You're just dancing around the real issue, YOU think it's wrong, YOU think it's forbidden, and a part of YOU dosen't want to be with me because you're scared, just admit it, that's the truth and you no it," Rukia looked down, hugging her nees to her chest again, "Hey," he nelt beside her, combing his fingers through her hair, "I'm not being mean or anything, I'm just saying, ...it's hard for me too, you say things like 'it's wrong' and 'it's fobiden', so I want to make it ok, I want to talk sense into the person that says it's wrong, because I want to make you happy, but how can I do that if you're the one tortureing yourself? Just tell me how I can do that and I'll leave you alone, I promise," Rukia bit down hard on her botttum lip, she wanted to cry, it was all true, so why hadn't she seen it before? "Just tell me wat you WANT, not wat you think is right, not wat you think about yourself, not wat anyone else says or thinks, tell me wat you WANT and we'll work through the rest tohether," "........You," she wispered, her teeth digging back into her lower lip, "Then we'll work through the rest together," he said, she bit down harder, causing blood to emerge, she didn't care, she was just confused, he cupped her face, and kissed her sweetly, his tounge lingering on the self-inflicted wound to lick the blood off, "Oh Honey, don't bite your lip! That's a horrible habit! Almost as bad as doubting yourself," she stared wide eyed, but then smiled softly, she understood, self-doubt isn't something that you can choose to do or not to do, it's an involentary action that just.....happens, due to years and years of it becomeing a habbit, and just like wen you bite your lip, wen you doubt yourself, you'll bleed, and Rukia didn't like to bleed
Rukia sat outside on the steps, she smiled at nothing in paticular, just smiled, stareing up at the sun, holding her chappy doll in one hand, Ichigo came up behind her and sat down, "Hey There Shortie, feeling better today?" he looked down at her, she looked up at him, smile still plastered on her face, "Wat do you think?"