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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),

Something To Be Said For Overthinking

Rukia gazed at Ichigo, concentrateing on his small tuffts of orange hair, "I think I'll get a tattoo," she said simply, watching as Ichigo choked slightly on his soda, "Excuse me?! You're going to do WAT now?!" he asked, "A tattoo," she repeated, "Why?!" "Well, Renji has alot of them and-" "And if Renji jumped off a cliff would you do that too? Wait, bad scenario don't answer that," "AND, I was thinking... I really want to show that we're together," "That's wat the ring is for!" "BUT, it's sort of like.... starting a new chapter in my life, I need to do something big to mark that," "So get a dog," "I can have a dog?!" Ichigo suddenly felt guilty for misinforming her, "It was an example," he replied, "Oh," a second passed, "Anyway, I want to get a strawberry tattooed on my hip," that time Ichigo just flat out spit his soda all the way out the window, "Get a braclet!" "I want something perminet that can't get taken away or lost, and I want it to be big and special," "Get your ears peirced and buy strawberry ear rings! Don't go marking on yourself!" "...Maybe I WILL get something peirced, not my ears though, maybe my belly button, .. or my hip,..." "First of all wat is this sudden obsession you have with perminatly dameging your hip? Are you trying to make a point or something? And second of all, if you're going to do that then ATLEAST start with peircing your ears like a NORMAL girl," Rukia crossed her arms over her chest, "But I generally don't like jewlry, this ring is enough, that's why I want a tattoo and not a peircing, besides, I thought getting it tattooed on my hip would be sexy," she wispered the last part with a bit of disapointment in her voice, "You're sexy enough on your own, tattoos are NOT sexy; the only reason anyone should get a tattoo isn't to make themselves look better, it SHOULD be to have the memory of something really special," "This IS really special, it represents YOU, and besides, it dosen't HAVE to be on my hip, I could get it on my arm or something," "I don't care! I don't want you getting your body all marked up!" "You don't have to worry, there won't be any scars or any danger, I'll get it done at LA Ink, it can be my wedding gift ok?" "How do you even no about LA Ink?" "I watch it on TV, I think I'll get Hannah to do it, Kat does black and wites but I like this in couler, I could see it now! A beautifull bunny in a feild of strawberries tattooed on my back! Or maybe with a strawberry blooming in a rose with a bunny on my arm, or-" "Ok, if you want to get a tattoo, then I'll get my ears peirced, ..double peirced, after all, I don't mind jewlry," "Ok, that's your decision, fine by me," she replied, aparently reverse phsycology wasn't going to work, hm, but maybe... "Well, tattoos hurt way more than getting your ears peirced," she flinched slightly, finally he was winning! "R-Really? H-How much worse?" "Well, wen you get your ears peirced they put ice on it till your numb, then they use this peirceing gun, it's sore for like... a day or something and then it's fine, but tattoos, well, a big thing like you're talking about will take hours to do, speck by speck, drawn on with nice, sharp needles, and the bigger and more detailed, the longer it takes to heal," Rukia gulped, "Ok then, ...um, I'll just go to the shop down the street and get a little, tiny strawberry tattooed," "Ok, but that hurts too, and the less profesinal the artist, the more it'll hurt, AND... if you get an infected needle, wow, and you thought the tattoo was painfull!" Rukia cringed, "Um, well, it won't be THAT- OUCH! You idiot!" she shouted, rubing the spot on her neck were Ichigo pinched her, "So..that hurt.. yet you want a needle to dig into your hip and carve and couler a strawberry? Hmph, good luck," Rukia shuddered, then an ideah cane to mind, "Hey, how about YOU tattoo me! That wouldn't hurt at all! You have a strange inability to cause me pain without intent," "Rukia," "Yes?" "Just drop it already, you no I can't, oh and by the way, don't get your ears peirced either, if you really want to wear ear rings, then get a pair of clip ons," Rukia sighed, there was something to be said for her recent free time, ... like how haveing too much time on your hands will cause annoyence and strange thoughts

Being Selfish

He had no clue how this had happened, he barely remembered how it even started, he had said something to her, he didn't remember wat, and she had said, "Oh? Then maybe I should just go ahead and end it all hm?" she had even LAUGHED about it! Ichigo could honestly say that he had never been so mad at her in his life, "How can you say something like that?" he wispered, "Ichigo, don't you understand? I deserve to die, I shouldn't-" "Stop being so selfish!" he finally shouted, he just couldn't take anymore of this, he was just so mad, at Rukia? No, not really at her, just mad at the world, at every power that had ever put such thoughts in her head, she should never think such things, she should never doubt her right to life, her reason to live, her right to be happy, he wished that he could erase her life and let her sart over, let her start all over with her eyes being as blind as every other child's should be, not seeing all this blood and death and famine and war and everything else that had hurt her, erase every harsh word every person that ever hurt her, just erase it all, every little bit, she shouldn't have to live the way she had lived, not someone like her, and he would never tell anyone, but sometimes, wen she looks at him, he just aches, because her eyes could look so tired and so wise beyond their years, so tired and hurt and in danger, he hated it wen she looked at him that way, but now was not such a look, he watched the anger flare up in her eyes, and her teeth gritted slightly, "Selfish? SELFISH?! I-" she paused, in a moment of anger she had started to let her tounge slip, "Yes?" he smirked, her eyes trembled with fear, he hated seeing that, but he had to keep his cool, this was NOT an argument that he could loose, and he was about to win the moment she finished that sentence, "I, I have nothing else to say," she wispered, she had never had to look down in shame or secrecy before, but she wouldn't look at him now, if she did, she new that she would be locked under his gaze, "Yes you do, you're suicidal, you no that and so do I, and you were about to say it too," he had learned through his days as a Soul Reaper that sometimes, he had to act cold as stone, he had never used that trick untill now, and he hated it, "I have my reasons," she wispered, the anger in him just kept riseing, "You realize don't you, that I'm nothing, absolutely nothing, espically compared to you," he pushed the anger down, he had a new way of winning, his eyes seemed to smile with him, "If that were true, then I couldn't do this," he said, and that's wen the impossible happened, the barriers broke down and his lips met her's, only a slight struggle emitted from the small woman before she allowed him to kiss her, he was mad, but his kiss didn't show any such emotion, only passion and desiere and love, and it surprised her, but he was such a gentle, soft kisser, and after a short time they had to part for breath, "Can't," she wispered, looking guilty and sad, his hands engulfed her's, "Yes, we can," he promised, "No we can't!" She protested, slideing away from him and swinging her legs over the side of the bed, "Why? Why can't we be together?" he asked her, she didn't even glance his way, "Is it because of Soul Society? Do you think I care about wat they think?! If I have to I'll take you away, I'll kill 'em all, I'll do watever I have to as long as-" "Stop it!" She finally shouted, "It's not Soul Society! It's not you! It's not anything! It's me," she wispered, "I don't deserve you, I don't deserve happiness, or love, and espiically not you, I'm nothing but a selfish murderer, I've already done too much to you," with that he grabbed her rists, pinning her to the bed, "I-Ichigo?" she wispered, "Stop being so selfish," he wispered, before kissing her forcefully, this time his anger was visable in his kiss, he made his purpose clear as he abused her lips with his own, it was the sweetest torture,
Rukia loved this, even wen he was mad at her, his kisses were still so soft and gentle, and she could just sink into him, but she couldn't, she wanted him, she wanted him for so long now, been in love with him for so long now, but she couldn't, she just couldn't keep being selfish, she peeked her eyes open slightly, just enough to see down his t-shirt, looking at the dozens of scars that littered his chest, and that's wen she noticed it, the skin on his hands was so much rougher than his lips, wich incedently, tasted quite a bit like strawberry lip bomb, but she couldn't concentrate on that now, it was all her fault, the scars were her fault, the pain was her fault, the hate was her fault, it was all her fault, but she wanted to be with him so badly, the confussion,she could honestly say, was the most painfull thing she had ever experinced
Ichigo hadn't noticed untill she started hypervenalateing, but she was sobbing uncontrollably, he immediatly sprang up, she hadn't noticed, she was still crying and unaware of the world around her, and that's wen it hit him, it was something that he had done, he had hurt her, he had hurt her pretty badly too, "I'm sorry," he wispered, stareing in pain at the petite woman laying next to him, crying her eyes out, her chest heaving with every short, smuthered breath, "I'm so sorry!" He shouted, and that's wen she awoke from her state, she opened her eyes to see Ichigo looking guilty and unbareable, immediatly, her other emotions were pushed down by her riseing confusssion, her breath steadied and her tears stopped, "Ichigo? Why are YOU apoligizeing?" she asked, "I'm so sorry, I really didn't no I was hurting you, I didn't mean to I swear, I'm so, so sorry, I'll never hurt you like that ever again," he promised, but Rukia still didn't understand why he thought that this was HIS fault, "Hurt me? You didn't hurt me," she replied simply, "Then why were you crying like that?" she looked away, "It IS my fault," he wispered, "No it isn't!" She shouted, "Then why won't you tell me?! Wen you start crying in the middle of a kiss and then won't talk to me, wat am I supposed to think?!" he yelled, "It's all my fault," she wispered, "Those scars, they're my fault, all the pain, my fault," "But you-" "Shut up! Let me talk already!" he stopped, stareing at her intently, "I didn't even give you a choice wen I did that to you, I shouldn't have turned you into a Soul Reaper, those scars, no one should ever have that many, they shouldn't be that deep either, no human, no Soul Reaper, even Renji and my brother don't have that many scars, I'm just so sorry, I should've thought about how this would ruin your future, I mean, these scars will never disapear, wat are you going to tell your children wen they ask about them?!" "Rukia you don't GET IT!" He shouted, "I had every choice in the world to say no! Get it?! I didn't have to take your powers that night, I didn't have to go after you, I didn't have to get my powers back, I didn't have to save you," he grinned, gently pushing her down onto the bed, wrapping his arms under her tiny back, and wispering in her ear, "But I did, you no why?" she shook her head, unable to speak, "Because I wanted to, just like I want to be with you, just like I love you," she shoook her head, "I don't deserve this! I don't deserve to be loved! Or to be happy! Just because I love you dosen't mean that I deserve you!" Ichigo rolled his eyes, "You silly, silly girl, you just don't no wen to shut up, don't you get it yet? I don't want your opinion, I don't care that you think you deserve to die, but most importantly, I DO care about YOU, I want YOU, I love YOU, and my dear, as long as you love me, I'm not letting you go, so you can just forget about this self-hate crap, because it's just meaningless," he wispered, "Although, you DID give me an awfull lot of trouble, you should be punished for that," he wispered, gently nipping her ear, she shreiked quietly, Ichigo grinned, getting up, "You no, .. that's how they repremand dogs," it took a moment before Rukia realized that she had been insulted, and she immediatly yelled, "Wa- who are you to compare me to a dog?! I mean geez! YOU wear lipstick!" "It isn't lipstick Moron! It's chap stick! There's a huge diffrence!" "Sure, Miss Strawberry Lips," Ichigo laughed, admittedly that was pretty clever, he shook his head, laying beside her, "Go to sleep you idiot, it's getting late," she closed her eyes and felt Ichigo pull her next to him, "And by the way, to answer your question, wen my kids ask about these scars, I'll tell them that I got these, because I wanted to rescue their mommy, and that I don't regret anything," Rukia grinned, "Now who's being selfish?" she mocked, "No," he said simply, "That's still you,"

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

Oh Captin Kuchiki~

"Repeat that slowly," Byakuya commanded, stareing blankly at his brat-ish Brother-In-Law, "You. Have. To. Ba-by-sit.!" The young red head stated, folding his arms over his chest and looking at Byakuya in annoyence, his eye twitched, "No," Byakuya replied between clenmched teeth, and quite coldly might I add, "Well then who IS gonna babysit huh?! Asagi is out, Renji and Rangiku are on a mission, and all the other DECENT babysitters are either busy or gone, and Rukia and I HAVE to go alone! We'll only be gone untill tommorrow and it's already past noon, just put up with the munchkins 'till then!" Ichigo shouted, "NO," he replied, louder and less calm than he meant to, "Please Brother," Rukia pleaded, putting on her "I'm-Your-Cute-Little-Sister" act, "Rukia," he began, "Please Brother! You hardly EVER babysit and the kids don't no their Uncle!" "...Let's keep it that way," Ichigo suggested, Rukia elbowed him in the side, "Please! They're starting to think you're evil!" "They're intellegent! I taught 'em that!" Ichigo shouted, earning himself another jab in the ribs, "Fine, I will babysit," Byakuya said reluctantly, earning himself a hug from Rukia
Byakuya was not amused in the slightest, one child was pulling his hair, one was throwing paint at him, and the other two were hideing his "hair noodles" and he was endureing it all for one reason: So he would have a decent reason to tell his sister to stop reproduceing! If he endured this, maybe she'd stop at FOUR kids? And then he remembered Rukia's infamouse quote, "Oh I want LOTS of kids! ^^" Byakuya's eye started twitching, if he had never been afraid of Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia Kurosaki before, (wich he likely hadn't) he was now, after all, if the two of them could completely ruin the structure of Soul Society by themselves...imagine wat an army of them could do! Byakuya shuddered at the thought, and here were the children, running amuck, should he ever get Ichigo Kurosaki in a room alone.... well, say goodbye to life Strawberry
Elsewere...."Mmm, I LOVE hotel beds!" Rukia moaned, curleing into a ball on the bed, "Ah, you're kidding right?" Rukia shot straight up, "No! Why? Don't you agree?" "Not reallly, I mean, they're pretty uncomfortable to me," "Ah wat do YOU no about comfort?" she asked rhetorically, turning on her side, Ichigo sat down next to her, "It's all your fault anyway," Rukia stated simply, "Wat's my fault?!" "Haveing to come here, leaveing the babies with Brother," "Hey! If the kids grow up traumatized just remember that I wanted to kill him and YOU wouldn't let me!" "Oh I'm sorry, it seems you've forgotten the many times that Brother saved me," "Would you stop throweing that in my face already?!" "....And all to get your old high-school diary," "JOURNAL! And besides that, I wanted to have written recordss of our first year together, who nos wat will happen if we rely on our kids to just tell the story, I mean, they might end up saying that we were- never mind it's just TOO frightening, anyway if you were smart you would've made one too," Rukia smirked, "Oh my dear, no, see if YOU were smart, you'd remember that journal, atleast MINE is in my duffle bag, and atleast MINE usually stays in the draw of our nighttable," "....Shut up already,"
Back in Sereitei.... There was a small nock on the door, the young prodegy looked up, "It's open," he stated, the door slowly opened, revealing Byakuya and four little children, Toshiro raised an eyebrow, "Yes?" "Captin Hitsugaya....please babysit these little mosnters! I gurantee that hollow babies would be easier to care for! Help me!"

How Cute!^^