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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),

Wounderfull Misery

"Rukia, Rukia, wake up, wake up Rukia, come on, don't sleep all day," his warm hand was shaking her shoulder, she opened her amythest eyes slowly, and sat straight up, Ichigo was smileing down at her, she smiled up at him, then she noticed something, "Ichigo? Why was I sleeping in a meadow?" Ichigo chuckled, "And, why are you in your Soul Reaper form? Did I miss something?" "Don't fret, you missed nothing, just a hollow, it didn't even get around here, I took care of it before it could wake you up," "Right, wich leads me back to the first question, why am I sleeping in a meadow?" "Don't you remember? We were looking at the stars and we fell asleep, I woke up about an hour ago to take care of that hollow and thought I'd let you sleep just a little more," this seemed so strange, she was starting to remember falling asleep though, "Want help getting up?" he offered, his face was soft, "Um, sure, ok," he offered his hands, she took ahold, "Ready?" she nodded and he pulled her up swiftly, she would've lost her balance if he hadn't still been holding her hands, his face was still shadowed, that was odd, she could understand it before because he was blocking the sun, but, should his face still be like that? She barely reckognized her dress, it was a light blue, sleveless sundress, hm, interesting, "Well, we better get going," he was still holding onto one of her hands, "let's go, Love," Rukia's eyes grew, "Woa! Wa- did you just call me 'love'?!" Ichigo blinked, "Yes, is something wrong? I thought you liked that pet name," "Uh, no, no I do, I just, I guess I forgot," he cocked his head, "Are you feeling alright?" "Y- Yes! I'm fine!" "Maybe we should get you home sooner than I thought," "Yes, home sounds good," Ichigo gave a small tug on her hand and started leading her away, this was all so strange! There was defenitly something strange going on, but she liked it, she loved him, and it finaly felt like he loved her back, so, she wasn't going to do anything, it might've been a stupid decision, but she didn't want this to end, suddenly Ichigo stopped and held is hand in front of her, she tried to look over his shoulder, but couldn't see, "Ichigo? Why'd we stop?" "Stay back Rukia," Rukia blinked a few times, "Huh? Why are you-" she looked aroud him and saw a few Soul Reapers from the exicution squad, "Ichigo," "Rukia, run," "No! I'm going to stay and fight!" "I said to run, Rukia, trust me," he turned around, smiled, (his face was no longer shadowed) and leaned down, kissing her lips softly, "Now, run," he wispered to her, drawing his sword, her feet felt like they were nailed to the ground, but she willed them to move and she ran, she could hear Ichigo draw his sword, but then she felt something tie around her ankle she tripped, and the black ribbon held her, "ICHIGO!!!!!!!!!" She yelled before the ribbon covered her mouth, and she was intoxicated into sleep, she could faintly hear him calling her name in the background, "RUKIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Rukia felt her body fall and hit his arms, she cracked her eyes open, to see Ichigo cradeling her body and killing the last exicutioner with his bloody sword, he then sheathed his blade and carried her home, Rukia smiled a little, and said, "Thank you for protecting me, Ichigo," she felt him kiss her as her eyes closed, "Rukia," she heard, "Rukia, Rukia, wake up my sweet darling, wake up and grace the world with your voice," alright now that was beyond weird even for him! But Rukia opened her amythist eyes anyway
She was in Ichigo's room, "Finally! How deep can you midgets sleep!?" So it was just a dream, but that was him waking her up, wait a minute, "Wen you were waking me up, did you say something about sweet darlings and gracing the world?" "Wat?! No! I said 'Rukia! Rukia! Wake up you stupid Midget! Wake up before the world breaks from my voice!'" yeah, she liked her version better, she sat up, just noticing that she was still in the closet and it was still night, "Why're you-" "You were mumbeling in your sleep, I think you were having a nightmare," "Oh, I was?" "Don't you remember?" "Well, it wasn't like a nightmare, really," Ichigo looked at her lightly, "Well, I mean, it was more like a dream really, and I do remeber it, it's just, kind of complicated," "Oh," 'It was a wounderfull sort of missery,' she thought, "Well, go back to sleep, Darling," "Wat did you just call me?!" he cocked his head and said, "I called you a midget, Midget," "Ok, I must be really tired, g'night Ichigo," "Goodnight Sweetheart," she just ignored it, as he shut the closet door,
She should be miserable, she had every right to be, she should be in pain, and hopeing that she could be numb or asleep soon, she should be, but she wasn't, this was a wounderfull kind of misery, because she could sense him nearby, she wanted to lay there and feel him get closer, but she new she couldn't, she gripped the handle of her Zanpokto lightly, her fingers were still covered in it's snowey release, she grasped it and began pushing on the ground, trieing to get up, "Stay down, Rukia," her eyes widened, she hadn't heard him enter the room, "I- Ichi-" "Shh, stop talking, if you talk you might die," "Tch, you wish," "Yeah right, wat did I just say? Stop talking, I mean it," well, she was in no mood to argue, "Wow, you're pretty banged up," "So are you," Are you ever going to shut up Midget?!" she felt him standing over her, even though she couldn't see him, she was facing the other way, he touched her lightly, "Orahime's on her way, so just keep that little heart beatin' a little longer," "No problum," "Please stop talking," a few moments passed, and Rukia heard Orahime's footsteps and some mumbeling between Ichigo and the other red head, "Rukia? Promise me something ok?" "Sure," "Promise me that you'll stay alive," "Only if you promise that you won't let go of me," he grasped her hand tighter, "Yeah, and Rukia, promise me one more thing," "Wat?" "Promise me that you'll wake up, Rukia, wake up," his voice was becoming distant, there was a faint nocking, "Wake up, Rukia!" his voice was angry now and Rukia realized that she had been dreaming, she woke up and slid the closet door open, "I'm awake Ichigo!" she hissed, and slammed the door to get dressed, she slid back out of the closet and stepped lightly across the room, "Well that must've been a good dream, you slept peacefully enough," she nodded, "Hey Rukia, is something wrong?" he asked, she looked up, "Um, no, Why-" she blushed as she felt his hand on her head, and then on his, she was still a bit stunned, "Hmm, your head's hot, you feelin' ok?" Rukia blinked a few times, "Um, I-I feel fine, thanks," Ichigo glanced at her, "Are you SURE?" "Yes! I'm fine!" "I dunno, maybe you should lay down," "I'm fine Ichigo! Honest! Stop crowding me!" "Crowding you? Ok, now I'm REALLY concerned, since wen have I ever crowded you?" "N- Never mind, forget it,"
"No I'm not going to forget it! Wat are you talking about?! If you don't start makin' some sense soon-" "Look, I've been having some weird dreams these last few nights ok?!" "Wat kind of dreams?" "Well, the last one was about you finding me wen we were in Hueco Mundo," "You were barely conciouse," "Yeah I no,and the one before that, was complicated, but in both cases you were crowding me," "Oh, I see," "But, it's ok, I mean, I, uh, kinda liked it," "I thought it was making you miserable," he smirked, "Yeah well, it's a pretty wounderfull kind of misery," she smiled, "Do that again," "Do wat again?" "Smile like that," "Why?" "I love it wen you smile," "Oh yeah?" "Yeah, and I love you," he cupped her face gentally, kissing her softly, "Do that again," she wispered, "Why?" "Because I love it, I love you," he kissed her more deeply, then raised up, "I'm not crowding you am I?" "No, it's a really wounderfull kind of misery,"