He carried her home and put her down on his bed, she must be tired, it was a long day of fighting hollows, she must be worn out, she was so small, her beautifull features suddenly seemed to strike a cord in his mind, she suddenly appeared to be more than an annoying Soul Reaper who lived in his closet and tried without effort to draw "masterpeices" with her sketch board and his stol- I mean "borrowed" coulering utinsels, after all, if she were less tired, and if HE were less tired, right now they would be arguing about nothing, weather it was her obsession with all things cute and fuzzy (primarely bunnies) or his never-disapearing scowl, or her lack of drawing skills, or his recklessness, or anything else they could find, even if it was as stupid as her inability to open juice boxes or his throwing her off of a larger~than~life scafold, were she could easily have been thrown into a tree, bcause if they weren't arguing, things felt strange, things felt.. wrong, because arguing, to them, was comuncating, comunicating things that would never be said, things that would never be heard, because they developed their owne languege, that was coded, and coded untill it was even difficult for them to understand, it was a sacred languege that no one else understood, no one else wanted to, because it was a languege that was pained and destroyed and broken, it was full of unspoken hurt, unthinkable sadness, and unheard of love, but it was full of unthought of hate and distruction, but still, it belonged to them, and that's all that mattered, it was their's and no one else's, and that's all that mattered, but they new that sooner or later, they would have to make alternations, invent new words, expressions, and even new emotions, they new that they couldn't always continue this timeless game, that someday, it would be time to decide a winner, and start a new game, but they just hoped it would be later
"Ichigo! There's the hollow!" Rukia directed, pointing towards the beast, "I'm on it!" he leapt into the air but the hollow shot behind him and shot a bullet through his arm before he could turn around, he landed on one nee, clutching his upper arm, "Ichigo!" Rukia swung her sword down on the hollow and rushed towards the injured Soul Reaper, "G- Get outta here! Go! Get away! Hurry!" every word was strained, "I- Ichigo, wat are you saying?" "Get away! Leave now!" "Ichigo! Wat are talking about?! Like I would honestly leave you here! Ichigo-" "Ichigo? Oh, he's away right now, leave a message and maybe he'll get back to you," the voice wasn't Ichigo's, it was his hollow's, "But I gotta give 'em credit for keeping me at bay this long, the results are supposed to be instintaniouse, and you, I gotta give you credit too, you new wat was happening but you didn't run away, you saw the mask forming and you didn't even flinch, you must have some gut to be able to take that," "Wat do you mean 'instentaniouse results'?" "That bullet that shot Ichigo's arm, it had a poision in it that draws out the inner hollow in a Soul Reaper, the results are supposed to be instintaniouse," "How do you no that every Soul Reaper has an inner hollow?" "Oh they do, every one of them, Soul Reapers are born with undeveloped inner hollows that lay dormant, but wen hollowfication draws out the beast in them, the hollows take control and are no longer dormant, you see, even you have one, even you, the purest being in Soul Society, have an inner hollow, because you are a Soul Reaper," "Wat makes them dormant?" "You don't seem surprised, oh well, anyway, you see, wen a Soul Reaper is created, the matter that makes up a soul is rearranged, strenthed, but certain parts are tossed aside, certain weaknesses are unused, these weaknesses form a hollow, but most hollows, even ones as developed as me, stay dormant, they rather not fight, they're too lazy, unless the soul's life is threatened, but the hollows of weak Soul Reapers are also weak, thay can't bring themselves to break through that line and take over, it's too difficult, but then, there are the hollows of strong Soul Reapers, me, and your inner hollow, you see, the two of us are still lazy, but there is something that will bring us out no matter wat, even if we decide to stay dormant and not bother anymore, there is something that brings us out," "And wat's that?" "It's a special spirit partical combination that strong hollows have, it contains a very powerfull scent, and we have that enter our systum, it's like giving cat nip to a cat, we can't control ourselves, but very few hollows are able to condense this into pure particals, but it's easier to keep your hollow dormant because you're so pure, but Ichigo, he isn't like that, even his Zanpokto is made of a certain darkness, that brings me out more, well, enough explination, I wounder wat Ichigo would think wen he found the woman he loved dead and his sword covered in her blood, let's find out, shall we?"
"I won't fight you," "Then this'll be easy," "But I won't surrender either," "Oh? Then wat will you do?" "Hmph, I understand one thing," "And wat's that?" "Ichigo no's a cry for help wen hears one," "Wat do you-" but before the hollow could finish his question, Rukia kissed him lightly on the lips, "Ichigo, please hear me," she mumbeled against his lips, "Please wake up," the hollow's mask disapeared, 'Rukia,' he thought, closing his mouth around her warm lips, he motioned to continue the kiss, and it suddenly became less gentle, this was no longer a kiss to wake him up and bring him back, now it was a long awaited moment of passion, it was now about adding a new link to the ever growing chain that their secret languege rested on, it was about expressing feelings without words or voices, it was about washing the moment pure and clean and untainted, and as far as they were concerned, it should never end, they had waited too long, their hearts were too exhausted, but needed a breath, but wen they came up, all that could be said, were three words that would now be part of their lanuege, "I love you," and then, they returned to the moment of bliss, allowing the new links to reconnect to the chain,