The rain was soaking her clothes, but she stayed there anyway, her hands gripped and ungripped the fence she was leaning against, it was a repeat, it was the same, there were few diffrences, but those diffrences, were everything, there were no sounds except for the gentle rain fall, no metal scraping against leather, no rapid footsteps, no screaming, no breaking bones or spilling blood, no evil laughing, no voices, there was nothing there, just her and the rain, but she could still see his face, how utterly hurt it had been, how shocked and betrayed and-, that's why she did it, maybe if he was that hurt he would hate her? Maybe if he hated her, he wouldn't try to save her? And he would be ok? Maybe, not likely though, that wasn't the kind of man he was, she heard it, sloshing of water, soaking of shoes, stepping and splashing of puddles, "I figured you would be here, can't we do this tommorrow? It's raining, you'll catch a cold," he said, she didn't even look up, keeping her eyes locked on the indent in the ground, "You figured right, no, we can't do this tommorrow, don't state the obviouse, and no I won't," "Talk about in seqence," "Well, did you expect diffrent?" "No, I didn't," "Do you to try to come earlier?" "No, it would've been weird like that," "As if this wasn't aready weird?" he laughed slightly, "Yeah, I guess you're right, this is weird," "Are you worried like you were the first time? Are you scared?" "I wasn't- no, I no you're safe," "Were you scared of dieing then?" "No, I was scared of you dieing, and yourself?" "Cheater, you took my answer," "Rukia, you should've been more worried about yourself," "That's wat you said the first time you tried to rescue me, and the second, and the third, and how could I worry about me wen you were laying there bleeding in front of me? Your blood is actually stained on this pavement, Ichigo, did you no that?" "Yeah well, that was the first time, wen I was weak and bleeding, how do you explain the other two?" "You were all cut up, I could see the blood, even though the bandeges covered it pretty well, how much blood do you even have? You certainly lost more than I ever thought possible and yet you STILL have some to spare, you should really consider donating blood, you'd make a foutune," "Is that so? Well to answer your question, Ms. Rat, I have no clue, it might be because of my spiritual pressure though, and really, I could never donate blood no matter how much I have," "Why not?" "I'm, uh, scared of needles," Rukia giggled, "That's so stupid! Needles scare you but going through a city of professinal warriors with yourself, a young woman, a young man, and a cat, ok?! You're just stupid!" "Well that's diffrent!" "Oh it's very diffrent!" Rukia still didn't look up, "Do you think this is really that weird? Visiting our owne graves and all," "Rukia! This isn't- we aren't- I wish you would shut up with that, we aren't visiting our owne graves," "Then wat do you call it?" "This isn't a gravesite, we aren't even dead, and don't get techinical," "But, part of us died here, right?" "Did it?" "Yes, a part of you, a part of me, and a part of US," "Don't we have it back though?" "Ichigo, wat's dead can never come back to life, you should no that as well as I do," "Then, do you atleast mind reminding me wat it is that we lost?" "Ichigo, there was a time full of simplicity, don't you remember it? A time that you were a Substitute Soul Reaper, it was temporary, it was safe, and I was eventually going back to Soul Society, it was all simple, it was all temporary, I guess that's why it was so much easier then, easier to look weak, easier to not care, easier to talk but say nothing, it was all so easy, and it could've been SO easy to,- never mind, we lost that easyness, that part of the relationship, it can't come back now," she lifted her hand to the air, starring to the sky, she clenched her hand in a fist like she was trying to grab something, but couldn't, "And you lost the possibility of having things normal again, and I lost that heartlessness that I had tried to devolp, it broke as soon I met you, but I had had hope of regaining it, but I couldn't, I broke the cardinal rule of being heartless, I cried for you," she looked over at him, "I still feel it, that aura is still here, that drop, that... suffocating feeling, it's still here," "Yeah, I no, I still feel it too, it feels awfull dosen't it? Let's go, no need to stay here and feel depressed and catch a cold," "Just a little longer," "Why?" "I don't no, I just feel like it I guess," "Ya' no, we should be happy," "Happy?" "Yeah, this day celebrates one year of being alive since the real begining," "That certainly is a way to be positive about it, wat happened to your negative outlook on everything?" "Tch, who nos," "...Yeah, that's true," "Rukia?" "Hm?" "Come here," she looked up a bit surprised, "I'm standing right next to you Dumbmy," "Rukia," but before she could say anything else, he had her rist in his hand, he was pulling her into him, holding her close, holding her tight, unwilling to let her go, unwilling to let anyone have her, just, so unwilling, "Ichigo, why-" "Rukia? Can we go home now?" "Is that all you wanted out of this?" "No," "Well, fine, we'll go home,"
"Ichigo, do you still hate the rain?" Rukia asked toweling off, "Yeah, kinda, why?" "No reason, but, do you, still hate me?" "Wat?! I don't hate you and I never did!" "Come on Ichigo, you have NEVER hated me? Not even ounce? For one second? Never?" "Never! Why on earth would you think that?!" "Because if you have any sense you would hate me," "Yeah, and if you had any brain you'd stop going suicidal," "I am not!" "Listen Rukia, there's no reason for me to hate you, only for me to-," "Wat? For you to wat?!" "To love you," Rukia sat down on the bed infront of Ichigo, and she, was she crying? Was the great Rukia Kuchiki actually crying?! "Hey, don't do that! I mean, um-" Ichigo protested, "And all this time I thought you hated me!" she sqeaked, rubbing her eyes, Ichigo twisted his arms around her waist and pulled her down, "And all that time you were being stupid, Rukia, why would I save you, if I hated you?" "Temporrary insanity?" "No," he leaned his head down to her face and wispered, "This," and kissed her sweetly on the lips, her hands reached up and started to play in his hair, his hands had to support his weight so that he didn't fall and crush her, wen they finally both ran out of breath and had to come up for air, Rukia smiled and said, "By the way Ichigo, I love you too," "Ok, but, just don't cry anymore,"