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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),

My World Upside Down

Ichigo smirked, who would've thought that the great Rukia Kuchiki would crush under his gaze? "You," he began, watching her intently, even though she remained still and quiet, sitting on his bed, "You really underestimate me alot don't you?" he asked her, that same, cocky, flirty face remained stained in her features, a smirk curved her lips and her eyes had some sort of hidden message, the kind you see in modeling and music videos, but he was never so stupid as to fall for her silly little act, "Ofcourse I underestimate you, you're stupid and reckless and irresponsible," Ichigo only grinned more, "I'm starting to feel insulted here Rukia, how come?" "Hmph, do you think I can see that one remaining brain cell of your's?" now normally this would be an insult, normally this would provoke yelling and screaming and ultimately Ichigo being injured, but her tone was so playfull and silky smoothe that it didn't take him more than a milli-second to remember that they were just teasing, "Well, if you can't guess my thoughts, then there's no reason to kiss you," he smirked, their faces only a hair away from eachother, "Your lines are the worest, but you really do make me-" her thoughts stopped, her playfull face filled with terror and her soft, honey-sweet voice shreiked into a shrill sound of horror, at first Ichigo was puzzled, but then he felt it, the sharp blade of her brother's sword jammed through him, in the distance of his conciouseness he heard Rukia's frantic voice pleading for him, "Ichigo! Help me! PLEASE! Help me Ichigo! Don't let them take me! They'll hurt me! Please help me Ichigo! ICHIGO!!!!!!"
Ichigo awoke from the nightmare, eyes wide, breatheing heavy, it was pretty early in the morning and Ichigo was sure that that had been nothing more than a dream, a nightmare, but in the back of his mind that little thread of worry started to wrap it's way around the rest of him, giveing into that small pull Ichigo got up and approached the closet, he hoped that she was still there, and more than anything that she was still sleeping, the last thing he wanted was to wake the sleeping shrew.... he slid the door open queitly, but something was odd, instead of being met with her sleeping face he was met with a blanket covering something up, curiouse, he slid the door open to the other end and sure enough there rested her peacefull face, her hair was messy and very eskew (she looked like she had been hit with a bolt of static electricity) her amythist eyes remained closed, her pink lips slightly parted, and her small fists curled up next to her face, he had watched her sleep before (and to this day she wasn't aware that he often spied on her in her sleep, and Ichigo wanted to keep it that way) she was normally a very neat sleeper, not messy like his sisters were, she would normally fall asleep in a certain position and stay that way untill she woke up, so seeing her like this was amuseing to say the very least, suddenly her eyes started to flutter open and realizing that he had been caught, he dashed back to his bed and pretended to sleep
"Why did you sleep upside down last night?" it was an hour after the incedent and the question had been nagging at him severly, "And why would you think that I did?" Rukia shot back, smirking victoreously, "I woke up and saw you climbing out the opposite end of the closet," he stated non-chalantly, he had maneged to weasel his way out of it this time, Rukia gave in, he had a reasonable answer, though she would never admit it, "I had a headache last night," she stated simply, leaning against the wall of the closet, "And? Did you take some asprin and fall asleep backwards or somethin'?" she glared at him slightly, "No, I didn't take any medicine," "You should've," "I'll get to the point if you'll shut up!" she shouted, Ichigo shrugged, pretending to lock his mouth shut and throw away the imaginary key, "Everytime I get a headache I sleep at the opposite end of the bed," "Why?" Rukia rolled her eyes, she thought he had shut up, "Because as a little kid we didn't have medicine that was accesable to us, so I had to sleep at the opposite end of the bed to make it stop, well, I had thought that that was a good ideah, so imagine my horror the day I decided to hang upside down from a tree because I had a headache," Ichigo cringed, "Ouch," he mumbeled, "Mm-hm, Renji had to take care of me for two days! I was so out of it that I could barely move!" she was laughing, she was remembering extremem pain and here she was laughing about it! "Renji huh?" Rukia didn't notice the slight hostility in his voice, "Mm-hm, he was so tired that he said 'If you ever do that again I'll kill you'! Funny story right?" "Yeah, REAL funny, espically considering that he almost came through with that," he sad in a sarcastic tone, "Ichigo, why can't you let go of that already? He's your best freind, almost your brother," "Well gee, I hope HE dosen't treat ME the way YOUR brother treats YOU!" Rukia was now standing, Ichigo was still in his desk chair, "Ichigo stop that!" she demanded, obviously this was no longer a playfull discussion, but now a true argument filled with anger and fear and everything else that could crawl under your skin, "I'll never forget the things they did to you, even if-" "I never asked you to FORGET! I'm asking you to FORGIVE!" She yelled, Ichigo stood up, looking down at her with fire in his coffee eyes, "NO," he said simply, but that two letter word seemed to speak a million more, "Why can't you just forgive them?! They were only following orders!" "Yeah ok! Let's ALL'follow orders' and kill eachother!" "Ichigo stop! You don't get it! It isn't like they WANTED to do it!" "Well there's this little thing called 'haveing a mind of your own', I no YOU'VE heard of it! Well sometimes, then other times you're just robotic as the rest of them!" "Robotic?!" "Yeah! It's like one minute you're all for free thinking and then they brainwash you into some obediant slave! And by the way, I broke the rules to save you! If they really cared they would've helped! I understand that Renji redeemed himself but-!" "But no one asked you to save me! I begged you NOT to save me! That's why you're so stubborn! You don't GET IT!" she shouted, her eyes were starting to tear up, "You could NEVER understand," her voice wasn't above a wisper, "YOU never lived on the streets, YOU were never suddenly a noble's family, YOU never went from rat to princess in a day flat! And unless you've DONE those things then you'll NEVER understand!" she was now sitting on the edge of the bed, simaler to the way she was in the dream, "You're right," he admitted, sitting next to her, "I've never been in that situation and I'll never understand how hard it is to go through that, but I DO understand something that you clearly have missed somehow," "Oh?" "Yep, it's why you deserve to live," her head shot up, "Don't tell me that you weren't inching around, waiting to spring that 'I deserve to die' thing on me," Rukia looked back down, "Why am I here in the first place? I'm nothing but a heartless murdering, -" "Shut up, don't talk like that ok?! It's disturbing! Besides, if you were actually heartless then I wouldn't have saved you, if you were anything less than pureity and love then I wouldn't have saved you, get it? You're an exampe of how people SHOULD be, minus the self-hate, Rukia, you're here for ME, to help ME, and I'm here for YOU, get that?" Rukia smirked slightly, "You really no how to push my buttons, and you really need to stop lieing to yourself AND to me, it isn't a good habbit, truley, we both no that there's no reason for me to-" her thoughts were cut off by the light impact of his lips on her's, she was laying there, eyes closed, letting him kiss her, and she couldn't even wounder why because she couldn't think straight, after a moment the sweet kiss stopped and she was slowly snapped into reality, "Do you still not believe me? Do you still think that I'm lieing about you or about how much I love you?" she couldn't speak, she could barely think, but she could see that Ichigo was becomeing quickly annoyed, "Answer me!" he demanded, she shook her head slowly, still in a slight state of shock, Ichigo rolled his eyes, grasping her rists lightly, he brought one to rest over her chest, "Do you feel that?" he wispered, she nodded quickly, "Do you understand, that that little thumpedy thump going on in your chest right now, that's why I saved you?" she nodded slowly, "You no, I'm still waiting on you," he smirked, and that's wen it hit her that at the moment, this was a game of cat and mouse, this once emotional fight was nothing more than a game right now, and she wasn't going to loose, "So wat if I love you back?" "So alot of things," and that ended it right there, with both their worlds hanging upside down

Nothing But You

It was at that moment that she felt the smallest bit of releif, for a split second, her death was postponed, at first she was almost desprete to die, almost desprete in wanting him to leave, afer all, as if this wasn't irritating enough, she was hot, very hot, as the embers licked her face, but as soon as she was in his arms she felt safe, she suddenly wanted to live again, she had something, someone, to live for, and although she'd never admit it, for a few moments, and for one of the very few times in her life, she had difficulty holding back her tears, she felt overwelmed in serenity, it didn't last long, atleast, she acted like it didn't, but everytime he touched her, it was all too difficult not to instantly relax and settle her mind around nothing at all, except him ofcourse, it had been a hard day for her, for everyone, and after everything had calmed down and they were alone, he kissed her, and it felt like her mind had exploded, she finally understood this feeling, this strange feeling, like time had stopped, like the only thing that ever existed were him and her, she had heard that feeling being discribed in many ways, but never dreamed that it actually felt this good, she had heard about this feeling, that it's just him and her and a world of bliss, and that there was nothing she could see except his face, nothing she could hear but his heart and her's beating in unison, and feel nothing but him, she had heard it all, in the many books she read (all romance ofcourse) but she had never dreamed that it could actually do that, she always thought that it was the mind of a dreaming writer, but no, this was actually it, that's actually the way it felt, like indiscribable bliss, being kissed by the one you loved, she felt like it could stop her heart, she didn't want that moment to end
How? How was it possible? How? She must have some kind of radar! That's the only explination to explain it! That everytime he stepped out, he always came back to find her curled up on his bed asleep, (there was however the one exciption; the time she pretended to sleep and then kicked him in the face) but I mean this was ridiculouse! He was gone for only 20 minutes! He looked over at the sight on his bed for a moment, let's see, a midget spread eagle on the bed, lightly holding the new book that she was reading, it was open to the last page ("THE END" was printed in bold at the bottum,) it was the book that had just been released yesterday that she (apparently) had "borrowed" from his sisters, (either she was an amazingly fast reader or she stayed up ALL NIGHT, probbably both, I mean she blew through 750 pages in a day! Yeesh!) an iPod was on the floor, had he left it there? And all in all the only thing really out of place was the midget that was in his bed, why? Why did she like his bed so much? Why?! She was like a puppy only alot less innocent, well, he might as well wake her up so he wouldn't be accused of letting her sleep there
It was strange, suddenly the irrisistable bliss was fadeing, she tried to keep a hold of it, but she couldn't, "Rukia," she heard him call repeatidly, she finally realized that it was all a dream, a luxuriouse dream that she didn't want to wake from, if she could only steel back that moment of bliss long enough to nail every detail into her memory, then she would let it go, but she just didn't want to return to the aching reality, everything in the dream had felt too real to escape from, and now that that feeling was burned in her memory, now that she understood how there was a possibility of feeling that way, she would always want it, dream or not, imagined or not, she still FELT it, even if it was only her mind, tricking her into feeling it, she still FELT it, and that, regardless of imaginary and reality, was more than enough proof that that feeling could exist, because after all, feelings exist only in your mind, so if she could imagine feeling that way, then there was nothing to tell her that that feeling wasn't real, and that meant more to her than anything, but now was a new feeling, she was no longer in a world lost with him and nothing else, she could no longer feel nothing but him, reality had bitten and pulled her back all too soon, she could feel her body again, before it was light as air and no feeling except that indiscribable bliss had existed, but she could feel her body again, she could feel the bones as they twitched to life, feel the muscels under her skin, and strangely, she felt them hurt, she felt sore and it must've been from the sleeping position, although this was certainly not the first time she had awoken with sore, stiff muscels, but then she noticed, she heard his voice, "Come on Rukia! Wake up! Ughhh! How deeply can one midget sleep?!" Oh how she did NOT want to wake up right now, but then she felt something else, she felt pressure on her shoulders, and she didn't have to even think before she figured out the pressure, it was his hands, and even though she was absolutly certain that he was just shaking her awake, it felt good, like he was purposely working the kinks out of her body and soothing the skin on her back, she couldn't stop from smileing, her eyes remained closed, but she still smiled, "That feels good," she murmmered, honestly not expecting that he would hear her, "Really? You seriouse?" he asked, her eyes shattered open, she was already on her stomch and it slightly surprised her to feel his hands sart to work delebritly on the tense muscles in her shoulders and upper back, "Yeeesh! You are TENSE! Wat does a midget like you have to be so tense about?"
She didn't answer his question, "Hey, you don't have any plans for the rest of the day do ya'?" "No, why?" "Because it'll take all day to get the kinks outta you!" "Tch, Shcmuck," she wispered, then she thought about his statement for a moment, and then it hit her, did he mean that he would work on her all day? (Well surely it didn't take that long but the point was understood) Just because she had said it felt good? He would make her soft again just because he could feel the tense kinks under his fingers? Why? That question suddenly began to ring in her mind, but she found it difficult to think about anything right now, she felt almost as good as she had in the dream, she couldn't think, her mind was completely obbsessed with him, she could only feel him, and the soft deep breaths coming from her mouth, she felt like she was in a trance, she barely felt his hands work their way down to the middle of her back, but she only noticed that she was becoming more relaxed, she felt the balls of his hands dig into her skin, it felt absolutly irrisistable,
It felt sort of strange, he could feel the tense kinks of her muscels under his fingers as he worked, he could feel them losen with each gentle caress, he worked his way to the small of her back and worked the few tight muscels there before moving back up to her neck, the way she was so quite and still, he could swear that she was asleep, but wen his hands left her and she turned her head and got up he pretty much understood that she was awake, she turned to him, her eyes looked somehow brighter, and she said, "Do you want one too?" he grinned,
She could feel how stressed out he must be, as she worked the last kink from his neck, her hands lifted off of him, he sat up, she woundered if it had felt the same to him, he had been burried in the thought of her, most likely not, but it was still fun to wounder, "Rukia," he wispered, she stared at him with untame eyes, she inched closer and her hand slid onto his face, then the other, and before he had time to say anything, she wispered, "Shut up, Ichigo," and she pressed her lips against his, at first she felt nothing, but then she felt him kiss back, and she woundered the last that she could as he overtook her, 'Am I still dreaming?' it certainly felt like the dream, there was nothing, empty, there was nothing but him, nothing else at all, if she had been able to think she would've woundered if there was even her, she couldn't find anything but him, and it felt like there wasn't even the world anymore, the last thing she felt before him was that her mind seemed to explode,
It felt the same for him, the diffrence was that he had never felt this before, not that he hadn't dreamed of this moment, he just didn't dream that it would be like this, there was nothing but her, he could see nothing but her face, hear nothing but her heart and his beating in perfect unison untill they sounded like one, untill they sounded like there was only one heart beat, but he was sure that there were two, he could feel nothing but her, her lips, her hands, her everything, neither wanted this moment in time to end, but then they both started going blue in the face and had to break apart, she released him, and he let her go, for a very long time, neither of them spoke, they couldn't speak, and he finally said, "Wow," "Wow yourself," "Rukia," he pulled her forward a little and slowly started caressing her face as he said, "I love you," she leaned into him and wispered, "I love you too," she waited and allowed him to take her back to that blissfull place, she felt nothing but him,

*blush* I'm a helpless mush ball, and the book she was reading is "Breaking Dawn" wich I read in 24 hours

The Rain Has Finally Stopped

'My chest hurts, it hurts so much, no, it isn't my chest, it's my heart, it hurts, I new wen I started feeling like this that making it go away would hurt more than keeping it, but I thought that it would go away on it's own, and I had no ideah that it would be this painfull, that's why I have to leave now, I can't stay any longer because it'll just hurt even more, so I have to leave now, I can't tell him, it'll only hurt him more, but I wounder, will it hurt him more if I tell him I love him, then it will if I lied and said that I hated him? I don't no, but, if I lie, then the pain will eventually stop and I'll go numb, but if I tell him I love him, and he rejects me, then I'll always be in pain, and the same goes for him, so this is better, it'll be so much easyer on him if I leave now, the only reason that he's putting up with me now is because he promised that he would always protect me, but he only did that because he felt responsibe some how, so this'll be easier right?' Rukia thought, sliding open the closet door and getting out quietly, she opened the window, then felt something tightly grip her arm, 'I didn't even realize that he was behind me!' she thought turning around, "Ichigo," "Were do you think you're going?!" "I- I'm leaving Ichigo!" "Why?!" "Because I, I can't stay! I can't keep doing this! It hurts too much!" "Wat are you talking about?!" she took in a deep breath, and pulled his hand off of her arm, then, with all the strength she had, she looked up and yelled, "Ichigo! I hate you!" and jumped out the window, she didn't want to see his face, she didn't want to see the hurt painted all over his face and stained in his eyes, her legs were trembeling and she could only run a few blocks before they gave out, she crawled into an alley and pulled her nees to her chest, her body was shaking, she was actually trembeling, normally she would've been mad at how weak she was being, but right now she hurt just too much, it all hurt now, not just her heart anymore, it was her hole body that ached and she suddenly craved the comfort of his arms around her, she new it was the only thing to stop her trembeling, she hid her head and cryed, yes, Rukia Kuchiki was crying, but she didn't care, right now, it all hurt too much to care, and it hurt more than any sword or any hollow could inflict, the pain was so much worse, her shoulders shook as she went into slow hystariea,
Ichigo felt himself trembeling, she hated him? It was true? It was his worest nightmare, only this time, she really hated him? But if she hated him, why did he see such hurt in her eyes? There was something wrong with this picture, she looked hurt wen she said it, did he do something wrong? Wat had he done? He wished he new, he watched the rain as it began to fall, and then he made up his mind, he was going after her, even if she did hate him, he had to no if it was something he did wrong, he had to no, so he left to go get her,
She was still shaking, but this time it was because she was cold, she ran out of tears, she couldn't speak, she couldn't move, she just layed in the alley in a curled up ball, waiting, waiting for something, but she didn't no wat, she was too tired to keep crying, she suddenly felt someone standing over her, but she didn't bother to look up, she wasn't that weak that she had to, "Hey Midget," he spoke, she wanted to run, wanted to avoid him, but she was too tired, and right now, she just craved his touch, and that craving overwelmed her, "You alive?" he asked, "Yeah," she wispered, her voice quiter and much weaker than she had intended it to be, she felt him pick her up and start walking, she leaned her head against his chest and listened to the soft, steady beating of his heart, felt his warm breath on her neck, and his soft hands under her body, she breathed in his nice scent, he smelled like strawberries and some kind of spice that she couldn't put her finger on, but it was a very nice blend, "That was a really stupid thing you did Rukia," he stated, she loved his voice, it was soft and it was like a smoothe stream, even wen he was angry or upset, his voice still carried a sweet, soft, gentleness to it, and she loved it, she glanced up at his strawberry hair, she grinned a little bit, she traced her finger (wich was already pressed against his torso) and traced the muscels of his body through his wet shirt, she looked up at him, and there was worry on his face,
"Well, talk to me Rukia," she glanced up from her cup of hot choclate, she was in her jammies with a towel over her head, and she was sitting at the foot of his bed, she wasn't going anywere tonight, he made that obviouse, he was sitting opposite her in a simaler state, "I'm so sorry," she had regained her voice, "I don't hate you, I didn't think it would hurt you that much if I told you I did, I'm sorry," she didn't look at him, "Why would you think it wouldn't hurt me that much?! It's the worest pain I've ever felt! A million times worse than your brother's sword!" "I'm sorry," "Rukia, why do you want to leave?" "Do you really think I want to?!" "Wa- no, are they making you?!" "No, but, if I stay here, it'll just hurt more," "I don't get it, aren't you happy here? Did I do something wrong?" "No! But, Ichigo, I'll hurt you if I tell you why," "You can't hurt me anymore than you already have," "Ok, I'm in love with you, happy?" "Very," "Wat?!" "Rukia, you idiot, I love you too, so why do you want to leave?" "Because, being in love with you, I was so scared you'd reject me," "Rukia," he smiled, pulling on her hand (their cups were on the night stand) and laying her ontop of him, he kissed her lips gently, "Why would you think something so stupid?" "Because, why would you love someone like me wen you could love someone like Orahime? She likes you alot," "Because, there's a dier diffrence between you and her and every other girl, no wat it is?" "Um, you call me Midget?" "That too, but Rukia, you see, the diffrence is, wen I scowel, Orahime is upset, scared sometimes, but you think it's funny and laugh at me, I don't have to put on an act to make you happy, I can say anything and everything and you'll respond accordingly, responses come naturally to you, I'm me and you're you, it's that simple," Rukia smiled, and gripped his shirt tighter, "Look at that, the rain has finally stopped," he said,

Sorry for the overwelming suckiness! I was in a hurry wen I wrote it!

My Freind; My Love

'Momo,' Toshiro thought, gazing at the girl's sleeping form, 'You've been so sad lately, wat can I do to make you smile again?' he thought for a moment, 'I've got it! Momo, I no how to make you happy again,' he smiled, lightening the cold expression that normally appeared on his face, the next morning... "Lil' Shiro! Were are we going?! Can we just leave like this?!" Momo asked, as her long time freind dragged her towards the gate, "Don't worry about it, Ichigo gave us the day off," "But why would he do that?" "You'll see," they crossed into the world of the living, got into their gigais and began to walk out the door, "You two are going to catch colds like that!" Jinta warned, "Yeah, probably," Toshiro replied, taking Momo by the rist and dragging her out into the snow, "Lil' Shiro! I'm cold!" she said, after all she was wearing short sleves and a mini skirt, and it was snowing outside, "Well, you're about to get even colder," he warned, Momo turned around, to be hit in the neck with a snow ball, "Hey! You've done it now!" Momo picked up a snow ball and threw it at the young boy, there, that's wat he wanted, she was smiling, and as the snow ball fight continued, she was laughing, and that's wat he wanted from her, the fight ceased, (eventually,) and Toshiro took Momo's hand, pulling her through the forest of snow, Momo backed up as she skipped through the forest, saying random things that Toshiro didn't pay much attention to, then, he noticed that she was about to back up, and straight off a cliff, "MOMO!" He screamed, "Ah! Wat?!" she lost her balence, and fell,
Toshiro opened his eyes, afraid to look down below him, afraid to look over the edge of the cliff, but then, he came to his senses, there was something that he was holding onto, something soft and warm, he looked down, Momo's body swaying from the tight grip he had on her hand, she griped his rist, "Don't let go?" she asked, "I won't! I promise, I won't let go," Toshiro reached for her other hand with his, now he had a firm grip on both of her hands, "I have an ideah!" he said, the snow begining to slip under the weight of his body, "On three, you push off of the cliff, and I'll swing you up over me, alright?" "Are you sure that will work?" Toshiro thought of the alternitive for a breif moment, before saying, "I'm sure," Momo hooked the top of her boots under some rocks, "Ready?" she nodded, "1, 2,...3!" she pushed, he swung her up over his head, they opened their eyes after hearing a breif *snap* only to see a flash of blonde hair and stylish boots running away, "Rangiku is so dead," Toshiro said under his breath, then he looked up, to see the reason why Rangiku took the picture, Momo was ontop of him, pinning him down, her blush ws deep, she was sort of... stunned, he grabbed her rists and rolled over so that he was on top of her, *another snap* "RANGIKU! YOU'RE DEAD!" He yelled, he leaped off of Momo, brushing off his clothes, she sat up slowly, the warmth of his skin lingering on her's, she smiled a little, it felt good,
The night was soft, Momo hadn't left his side since they returned to Soul Society, Momo was kind of tired, she layed her head in his lap, hoping he wouldn't mind, he stroked her hair, hoping she loved him as much as he loved her, his icey green-blue eyes looked down, her eyes were closed, 'Is she asleep?' he woundered, he held her hand with his free one, he felt her grip back, she wasn't asleep, he smiled a little, he turned his head towards the office door, wich he heard open slightly, Rangiku slid it the rest of the way open, holding pictures in her hand and an evil grin on her face, she tiptoed in, looked up, and, yeah, he looked at her with homicidal eyes, she backed out of the room, shut the door, and left, he smiled slightly, she couldn't see Momo over the back of the sofa, because Momo was laying down, but if his Leitenit HAD seen the two of them, photos would be flying, he felt Momo get up, and she walked out the door without a word, just as he was about to go after her she came back, he followed her into his bedroom, wich is were she lead him, she took her night gown off the bed, (She must have just put it there) she stepped into his closet, closed the door, and started changing into her night gown,
She peeked out of the closet, Toshiro was topless, standing next to his bed, Momo blushed a little, it wasn't the first time she had seen him topless, it was the first time since they were kids that she had seen him topless, she stepped out, smiled a little, and got in his bed, her long time freind following her, he pulled her close to him, she felt his heart beat, and the warmth of his skin, his warm breath on her neck, and his strong hand around her body, she rolled over so they were facing eachother, he stroked a stray strand of hair out of her eyes, cupped her face, and kissed her lightly, at first it took her by surprise, but then, she turned the gentle sighn of afffection into a deeper, more passionate one, she wrapped her arms around his neck, he wrapped his arms around her waist, they broke apart for air, their foreheads still touching, "We haven't needed words all night, why should we now?" Toshiro asked, his deep voice flowing through her, "I love you too, Lil' Shiro," she fell asleep, Toshiro stroked her hair untill he fell asleep as well,

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