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Author�s Note: Before anyone sends
out any death threats, this is an IchiRuki
story!� I know a lot of readers were
ahem, shocked that Rukia did what she
did in the last chapter, but please read on�

Tell Her

Chapter
Three

A Fine
Time

She was so damn nervous.

Clutching her books tightly, Rukia walked along the sidewalk that led to
school, feeling so uneasy about coming there today.�

She should have been happy.� Euphoric.� Ecstatic.� But as she
began to approach the front steps of the high school, Rukia could only feel one
true emotion-

Dread.�

Last night she had given herself to Renji.� Before she could reconsider, their clothes
were off and Renji had his body pinning her down on the bed, his sloppy anxious
kisses all over her neck and shoulders.�
Rukia had hoped that Renji had improved since their first time of heated
awkward touches and inexperienced hunches.�
He was better; he seemed to have more control and focus, and he even
managed to last longer than expected.�� But
before she could reach climax Renji came- and sleep followed suit.�

So Rukia laid there for hours wide awake, wondering what and hell would
cause her to sleep with Renji again.� And
then it was another issue eating away at her:

Ichigo Kurosaki.�

When she got home that evening alone she was furious at Ichigo for
interrupting her dinner date.� All she
really wanted was Renji to fuck her senseless so she couldn�t think of anything
else.� No such luck.� Now as she laid there all unfulfilled and
confused, the recollection of Ichigo trying to tell her something came to
mind.� She remembered how nervous he was,
how he blushed, shying away from her at one time.� Rukia remembered how he looking away from
her, his cheeks tinged red as he gushed out, �God, Rukia.�

What the hell did he want to
tell her?�

She fell asleep for a few hours only to awake before dawn, still horrified
about what she had done with Renji. Rukia suddenly felt the need to flee from
the situation, to just disappear and evaporate from any existence than to face
the awkward position she placed herself in right now.�� Glancing at the alarm clock that now showed
7:45 in the morning, she pried herself from Renji�s grasp, rushing to the
bathroom for a shower.� Renji tried his
best to gain entry, telling her quite frankly that he wanted a �quickie� before
she left for school.� After showing and
getting dressed, Rukia abruptly opened the bathroom door, facing a very naked
Renji Arabrai.��
She told him that it was out of the question and she must go to school,
reassuring him that she would return later in the day.�

Rukia tried pulling on the school door, but it wouldn�t budge.� She tired a few more times, and then pressed
her hand against the glass to peer inside.�
Not a single soul was there.� She
ran back down the stairs and looked at the faculty parking lot, and noticed
that was empty as well.� �Shit,� Rukia
muttered to herself as she sat down on the steps, brushing her hair out of her
face.� It was Saturday.� No school.�

Not wanting to face Renji right now, Rukia decided to walk around to
think.� She strolled to the city park,
sat under the shade of a huge Sakura blossom and finished up her homework.� When her stomach began to growl she found the
nearest vending cart that sold rice cakes and miso
soup.

It was noon when she found herself walking towards Ichigo�s
neighborhood.�

She knew that maybe it wasn�t a good idea just showing up unannounced,
but she had to know what he wanted to tell her.�
Climbing carefully up the side of the building, Rukia looked into
Ichigo�s window and saw him laying on his back on his
bed, shirtless with the sheets pulled down near his waist.� Rukia paused for a moment, smiling warmly as
she watched him.� It had been a while
since she saw him fast asleep.� The
features on his face were so relaxed, with his mouth partially open a soft
snore buzzed from his lips.�� His left
hand was tucked under this pillow, and the right hand laid
on his flat stomach.� Rukia swallowed
thickly; thinking how she had never seen his chest bare before.� For a lean fellow Ichigo was well toned; his
pectorals and abdomen were curved with muscles that disappeared under the
sheets.� ��

Suddenly Ichigo stretched, his right hand sliding under the sheets to
rub the very evident bulge that laid between his
legs.� Aghast with his sudden movement Rukia
nearly fell out the window.� She gave a
small cough to get his attention as his eyes opened, and once he finally looked
her direction his hand stopped rubbing himself, quickly removing his hand.� Ichigo sprang up, and groaned when he felt
his head throb.�

�Afternoon,� Rukia smiled, letting herself into his room as she stepped
on to the bed and to the floor.� She
noticed his clothes from the night before were thrown all over the room.

�So it is,� Ichigo managed to say.�
�What�s up?�

�Oh� nothing,� Rukia said plainly as she inspected his room, flipping
through papers on his desk, pulling open the closet she once called home.� �I just wanted to make sure you were
alright.�

Ichigo propped his pillows behind his back and rubbed his eyes.� �My head is splitting, but I�ll survive,� As
he rested against the pillows, he told her watching her sit down in his chair
that sat at the desk.� �Renji got me
home, I puked, I passed out.� Early this morning I got up and showered,
cleaned up the mess I made in the trash can and I fell back to sleep again� � Ichigo yarned, folding his arms under his head, his
twitching biceps catching Rukia�s eye.�
�And now you�re here.�

�You seem to have the drinking capacity of a fish last night.�� Rukia noted, a smirk
on her face as she spun around in circles in his chair.�

�Hm�last night,� Ichigo spoke as his eyes
floated to the rafters towards the ceiling.�
�A fine time was had by all, wasn�t it?��
Rukia stopped spinning the chair instantly, giving him a guilty glare.�

�What fine time? Who?� Rukia asked quickly; her
tone sounding uncertain and paranoid.�

�Well I had a fine time,� Ichigo raised an eyebrow, looking at her from
the corner of his eye. �Didn�t you?�

�It depends on what the fine
time was,� Rukia muttered, her eyes traveling over Ichigo�s sheets that were
crumpled around his waist, his midriff scarcely visible.� Her eyes fastened on the large bump under the
wrinkled sheet, and her cheeks grew hot.�
Diverting her eyes away, Rukia snorted with disgust.� �And I�m assuming you were speaking of
dinner, which was fine until you showed up.��

Ichigo smiled darkly as he watched her eyes wonder over his body, and
how they widened a little when she gazed at his crotch.� Yep,
it�s big just like you imagine, he thought smugly as he saw her look away
quickly.� In a playful mood, Ichigo
decided to see how far he could take it.�
�Oi�look the other way,� Ichigo informed her, throwing
his legs over the side of the bed.�

�What for?� Rukia asked despairingly.�

�I�ve gotta piss, and unfortunately I�m naked
under here.� So if you don�t want to see
morning wood, turn around.�

Rukia frowned, puzzled with the term he used.� ��Morning wood?�� Without warning Ichigo began to stand, the
sheet falling off his hips. Rukia eyes widened for the second time that morning
as she made an �eeep�
sound, spinning around in the chair in an attempt to not see him.�

Ichigo chuckled, standing there stark naked and rock hard as he looked
at the back of Rukia�s head.� It was
quite arousing to just stand there, right in the presence of the woman he loved
without a scrap of clothing on his back.�
All he had to do was walk over, spin her around and confess his undying love
to her in all his nakedness.� As pleasing
as that sounded; it was easier thought than done.

�When are you going to the damned bathroom?� Rukia fumed, slamming her
fist on the desk.� This wasn�t funny, not
in the least.� And she knew he was just
standing there, just daring her to turn around.�
But what if she did?� What would
happen next?� Seeing Ichigo�s penis
wouldn�t be the only one she�s seen.�
Hell, she just seen one last night.�

But this was Ichigo�s penis.

�You�re so damn modest for someone who had a fine time last night,� Ichigo quipped, turning on his heel as he made
way for the bathroom.�

�I don�t know what the hell-� Rukia sputtered
as she turned around- catching a glimpse of Ichigo�s naked rear end.� She quickly shielded her eyes with one hand,
spinning back around to the desk.� ��I
don�t know what the hell you�re talking about with this fine time shit!� She
yelled in her frustration.� When she
heard the bathroom door close and the tinkling sounds of water splashing into
the toilet she knew it was safe to turn around again.�

After a few minutes the bathroom door swung open, and Rukia slapped her
hand over her eyes.� She could hear
Ichigo laugh; his voice creeping close to her.�
She gritted her teeth with anger- angry that he was playing this game
with her and angry that she wanted to see him.�
All she could imagine that if she uncovered her eyes Ichigo would be giggling
mischievously as he stood there, stroking his meaty dick in his hand.� �Ichigo!� Rukia
growled, growing more pissed by the second as he laughed at her distress.�

�I�m decent, baka,� Ichigo cackled.�
Rukia uncovered her eyes, narrowing them viciously as she noticed he was
leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom, his arms folded across this
still naked chest, and her eyes briefly panned down to his dark blue cotton
shorts he now wore.� �Disappointed?�

Rukia huffed with her fury and distaste.�
�Hardly.�
You�ve got me so upset with you now I nearly forgot what I came over
here for.��

�I knew it was some reason you�d come over here,� Ichigo sighed as he
pushed himself off the doorframe, walking across the room to gather up his
clothes that were all over the floor.�
�Since you�ve moved you hardly visit.��

�Now you�re being evasive,� Rukia countered, catching herself
watching him bend over, gazing at his freckled backside.� �Don�t distract me with an argument when I
want to discuss something important.�

�Then discuss it,� Ichigo snapped, turning around to face her.� All the humor had left his voice as his ever -present
scowl returned.� ��Cause I not in the
mood to argue either.��

Rukia paused, pursing her lips together as she looked down at her
lap.� �Well� last night you said you had
something you needed to tell me�something about some big decision you�ve made.��
Rukia looked up at Ichigo, her face serious with her question.� �What was it?�� She didn�t see him react right away; he
seemed way too calm.� Ichigo blinked, his
eyes widening as he figured what she was talking about.�

�Oh that,� Ichigo began as he tossed
his dirty clothes into the hamper.�

�Yeah� that.� Rukia repeated
behind him, suddenly feeling her pulse beating in her ears.�

Ichigo sat down on the edge of his bed, stretching with a slight
yawn.� �Kon.��

Rukia frowned. Raising an eyebrow, she slowly spoke. ��Kon?�

�Yeah�Kon,� Ichigo repeated.� �I
think it�s time we informed the Soul Society about Kon and recommend him to be
reinstated as an official mod soul.�

Rukia�s shoulders slumped.� She
couldn�t believe what she was hearing.�
This was the important, urgent thing Ichigo was going to tell her?� Never in a million years would she have
guessed that this emergency, this big
decision Ichigo suddenly made was about Kon.� She was standing up out of the chair, shaking
her head in disbelief.�

�Wait a minute,� Rukia chuckled, still not believing what she
heard.� �You mean to tell me that you
interrupted my dinner last night because of Kon?�

�I know it was rather presumptuous of me,� Ichigo explained plainly,
taking another yawn like what they were discussing was so trival.� �But you gotta
admit; Kon has been there for us.� He is
a vital part of our team.� He deserves
the credit.��

Rukia folded her arms, snapping her mouth shut when she just wanted to
scream �you asshole!� at him.� She shook her head again- still in denial of
what she heard.� Ichigo�s expression
didn�t falter, which confirmed what he was saying was the truth.�

Wasn�t it?

�You have done some stupid stuff before Ichigo,� Rukia scoffed as she shook
her head.� �But this tops it.��

�So are you going to think about it, and let me know what you think?�
Ichigo asked.�

�Yeah,� Rukia laughed, biting the inside of her cheek.� �I�ll think about it.�

�Great.� Well as much I would love
to chat some more, I have to get some shut eye before patrol tonight.�� Ichigo stood, pulling the flat sheet off the
bed so he could straighten it up.�

�I forgot about patrol,� Rukia mumbled to herself as she began to climb
out of the window. �I�ll see you tonight.�

�You�re going on patrol tonight?��
Ichigo asked her, his eyebrows furrowed.�
Rukia glared over her shoulder at him.

�Why wouldn�t I go on patrol?� Rukia snapped.�

�Gee I don�t know� maybe you and Renji had some plans.� I can handle it myself, you know.�� Ichigo told her, his tone dripping with
sarcasm.�

�Renji is Shinigami; he knows that duty comes before anything else.�� Rukia stated firmly.

You didn�t say that
shit last night, Ichigo thought to himself.�
�Whatever.� Ichigo said with a small shrug.� �If you don�t show, it�s cool�really.�

�Don�t try to patronize me Ichigo,� Rukia said with anger clearly
stinging her vocal cords.� �I said I
would patrol tonight and I am. Besides, if I go out on another date you�ll just
show up and ruin it again, so I�ll pass.�

�Alright� later then.�� Ichigo snickered, amused at her sudden livid
display.� She leapt out of the window without
another word, and Ichigo flopped back on his bed, letting out a tired sigh as
he smiled.�

�And they say reverse physiology doesn�t work.� Ichigo laughed aloud.

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Rukia returned to Orihime�s house a half hour later, walking in to find
Renji sitting at the breakfast bar, drinking a glass of juice. A little juice
dribbled down his chin as he sputtered watching her walk in, and he stood up,
placing the glass down on the counter as she ran up to her.�

Rukia put on a small, convincing smile.�
She really didn�t want to see him right now, but she lived here.� �Hey Renji.��

�Where have you been all day?� Renji said half excitedly, his voice laced
with irritation.� �Orihime said school
was closed today.�

�I know, I know,� Rukia said tiredly, dropping her books on the
couch.� �After I realized that I decided
to take a walk. Time just got away from me. �Sorry.��
Rukia gave Renji a broad smile, jabbing him in the arm. �Worried about
me?�

Renji�s hardened stare softened, and he pulled Rukia close to him.� He towered over her as his hair hung on his
shoulders still.� �I was� but not now,�
Renji muttered sexily as he lowered his head down and kissed her hard on the
mouth.� He broke the kiss abruptly,
looking down at her with lust in his eyes.�
�I didn�t get a chance to make love to you this morning.� Even though we couldn�t top what happened
last night��

Couldn�t top it? Rukia thought to
herself, recalling how he fell asleep the second he came. She nearly laughed in
his face. �Well you can make it up to me later, okay?� Rukia spoke softly,
rolling a strand of his red hair between her fingers.�

Renji growled low in his throat as he smirked down at her, a playful
glint in his eye.� �Later?� How�s about right now�� Renji nipped at her
neck, making Rukia give out an unexpected squeak.� �I want you.��

�Renji�I can�t.� Not right now,�
Rukia pleaded with him, pressing a hand to his chest.� �I have patrol tonight, so I need to get some
rest.��

�Patrol, huh?� Renji scoffed, releasing her from her grasp.� �You�re going out with him, aren�t you?��

�Him? Or do you mean Ichigo?� Rukia replied dryly, not
impressed with his sudden jealous reaction.�

�Don�t get me wrong, he�s an alright guy.� But last night his spiritual pressure was so hostile� it was the same way you feel
someone�s murderous intent in Soul Society,� Renji explained as he rubbed his
chin.� �Didn�t you feel it during
dinner?��

Rukia shook her head, folding her arms.�
�Well he wanted to kill you before, what�s the difference now?� For God�s sake Renji� you�re just imagining
all that.� He�s my Shinigami partner,
nothing more.�

�And what am I to you then?� Renji asked lowly, his tone laced with
hurt.�

�Don�t press the issue.� Rukia scolded him with a frown. �You�re
overreacting, like you always do Renji� one of the main reasons why I stop
getting intimate with you.� ��He grabbed
her again, pulling her close to him as he hugged her.� Rukia�s initial response was to fight against
him, but she noticed how he caressed her back softly.� She pulled back, gazing up at his solemn
face.�

�I just missed you Rukia, that�s all,� Renji spoke lowly.� �When we said we would try again, I was
excited� and then we made love last night and this morning you left so abruptly
I didn�t know what to think.��

Feeling guilty, Rukia reached up and caressed his face, making his eyes
light up.� �I didn�t mean to make you
worry,� Rukia began, feeling his body relax under her touch.� �It�s just weird being involved with someone
again.� It�s going to take me some time
to adjust to all this.�

�

�It�s okay, I understand.� Renji nodded, rubbing the sides of her arm as
he pressed his lips against her forehead.�
�I don�t mean to push you away.��

�Take a nap with me,� Rukia asked him, taking her hand in his as she
walked upstairs.� She noticed how he
smirked devilishly, tightening the grasp of her hand.� �Only
a nap, Renji.��

Renji laughed lightly.� �Whatever
you say�just as long as I can be with you.�

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So far the evening was starting off slow.� Ichigo and Rukia had made their routine
rounds designated for their patrol and found no hollow activity so far.� As they took a break on a rooftop looking
over the city park, Rukia checked her communicator for reported hollow
activity.�

�You getting anything?� Ichigo asked, straightening
his belt on his Shinigami robes.�

Flipping her communicator shut, Rukia sighed as she sat Indian style on
the black top. ��No Hallow activity
detected.��

�Uryu said it was slow last night, so I�m not surprised.� Ichigo said as
he threw a rock.�

Rukia didn�t respond, she only looked at Ichigo standing there pitching
rocks off the rooftop.� His zanpakuto was carefully wrapped behind him in those white
bandages, and she wondered why it never fell out of its place.�

�Is it heavy?� Rukia
asked, making Ichigo turn around and look at her oddly.� She pointed as she stuck her communicator in
her belt.� ��Your zanpakuto, I mean.��

�Zangestu is light as a
feather to me.� Ichigo replied, quickly unsheathing it from it bandages, and
Rukia gasped as the white wrapping seemed to retract and become smaller at the
hilt.�

�So you�ve never been
cut by it?� Rukia inquired, standing up and walking over to him.�

�I trust Zangestu, so it will never cut me.� He relies on me as I rely on him.�� Twisting his wrist with no effort at all,
Ichigo held his large sword out and made a jabbing strike at the air, the shine
of the blade shimmering even in the darkness of the evening.� He looked over his arm at Rukia, and placing
the sword down he held the hilt out towards her.� �You want to hold it?��

�Can I?� Rukia asked, her voice sounding pleased that he would give her the
privilege.�

�Sure� but I want to tell you it may be a little heavy for you.� Ichigo
informed her.�

Rukia snorted.� �You just said
Zangestu is light as a feather,� Rukia grabbed a hold of the hilt, and tried to
pull the sword up towards herself, but it wouldn�t budge.� �What the hell�?� She groaned as she now
grabbed the hilt with both hands, and once Ichigo let it go the weight of his zanpakuto leaned in on Rukia and it suddenly fell out of her
grasp making a loud thud as it hit the gravel.

�Oh my goodness, I�m so sorry Ichigo!� �Rukia gasped, rushing over in attempt to pick
it up.�

�Don�t worry, it�s alright.� Ichigo assured her as he walked over and
picked Zangestu up with one hand, throwing it over one shoulder with no effort
at all.� He placed one hand on his hip
and looked at Rukia with a smirk on his face. ��He�s been through quite a lot; so falling
into some dirt won�t hurt him.�

Rukia throat went dry.� She couldn�t
say anything at the moment as she stared at Ichigo in his stance, the same one
he always held when he was about to fight or measure up his opponent.� Her cheeks grew hot again.� Why and the hell did he look so� good-looking
standing there like that?�

Wielding a huge sword like that was intriguing.

Having enormous strength like his was captivating.

Rukia was beginning to find his strong attributes very� attractive.

Rukia was beginning to find
Ichigo Kurosaki attractive.

�What�s the matter?� Ichigo asked Rukia, drawing her out her
thoughts.�

�Nothing,� Rukia replied quickly, turning around pretending to look out into
the distance.� That was close, Rukia thought to herself.�� What
the hell is happening to me?� Why am I
even letting this thought enter my mind?

Tell her now, Ichigo told
himself.� The moment was right.� They were alone, no interruptions.� Tell
her now before she gets any more involved with Renji.�

�Rukia�� Ichigo called out to her softly as he returned his zanpakuto in its sheath.�

Rukia turned around, wondering why the tone in his voice had changed.� He sounded serious and yet, gentle.� They both stood there silently before she
could manage to respond.� �Yes Ichigo?��

A soft beeping noise rang from her belt, and Rukia blinked.� She reached down into her belt, pulled out
her communicator and flipped it open.�
Ichigo set his jaw; a little annoyed that the moment of opportunity was
gone yet again.� He watched as Rukia
looked down at her communicator and her eyes rose up to meet his.�

�Hollow�two blocks from here at the Karakura Elementary school.��

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Ichigo could feel his skin tingle as he sensed the hollow near by.� He and Rukia were moving fast along the city
rooftops as they approached the Elementary school.� Landing down on at the front entrance, they
both pulled out their zanpakutos and placed their backs
to each other in preparation to fight.�

�Where the hell is he?� Ichigo ground out angrily.�

�Calm down Ichigo, he�s in this area� I can feel him.� Rukia replied,
gripping the handle of her sword tightly.�

�Who�s that over there?� Ichigo asked Rukia, and she turned his
direction to see a small girl running across the school yard.� She was crying as she ran; falling down a few
times only to scramble up and run at full speed all over again.� That�s when Ichigo saw the girls broken inga no kusari on
her chest.

�That little girl�s a whole,�
Ichigo said as began to chase after her. �I bet that what the hollow
wants!��

�Ichigo, wait!� Rukia called out to him as she followed.�

Ignoring Rukia he continued to chase the little girl, and all at once a
huge hollow materialized in front of her.�
It stood well over 10 feet; its body shape resembling that of a lion
with the exception it was all black. It stood on its hind legs, and the mask it
wore was jarringly shaped into a cats face; with red markings on its forehead and
long, hideous fangs sprouting from its mouth.

The little girl stopped dead in her tracks, holding up a hand to shield
herself from the monster as she screamed.�

�Why don�t pick on someone your own size asshole.� Ichigo growled at the
hollow.

�My, my�� The hollow hissed; his tone icy and full of malice. �I sense
that your soul is much tastier than this little small fry� why don�t I just
gobble you up instead?��

�You can try kitty-cat,� Ichigo sneered, gripping his sword tightly as
he charged forward.�

�Ruler, mask of flesh and blood, all things in the universe fly! That
which names all things at nature, gathering at heat and war, beyond the seas in
reverse, take steps to the south! Hadu 31, Shakkahou
Red Flam Cannon!� Rukia screamed, holding her palm up at the screeching
Hollow.� A huge red ball of spiritual energy
shot at the hollow�s face, exploding loudly at impact.� She smiled, thinking to herself that she
easily defeated it without unsheathing her zanpakuto.� When the
red cloud of smoke cleared from the hollow�s face, he lunged towards her
quickly, smacking Rukia out of way.� Her unconscious
body rolled to a stop at Ichigo�s feet.

�RUKIA!� Ichigo screamed, wanting to drop his sword and pick her up, but
the hollow was flying towards him, its shrilling laughter mocking him.� Gnashing his teeth, Ichigo snarled as he
leapt over Rukia, charging forward at the hollow.� His spiritual energy began to pour out him
visibly; the misty blue aura enveloped his entire body.� His amber colored eyes looked almost grey has
he wielded his zanpakuto at the hollow, slicing
its right arm off at the shoulder.� The
hollow shrieked, its head thrashing violently against the pain.�

�That limb belongs to me now,� Ichigo told him gruffly as he whipped his
zanpakuto, flicking the
hollow�s blood of the blade.� �You�ll
never use that it to harm anyone else!�

�I�ll kill you, wretched Shinigami!� The hollow bellowed loudly.

Ichigo swung his zanpakuto once more, making
direct contact with its mask.� The hollow
let out a high pitched scream, flaying its one arm and legs as it began to dematerialize
and scatter to the wind.�

Rukia moaned, opening her eyes after being knocked out momentarily.� She pulled her body up off the asphalt as she
saw the hollow being defeated by Ichigo, the swell of spiritual pressure swirling
around him aggressively.� Rukia
stiffened; feeling his spiritual energy creep up her spine and pin her down to
the pavement.� Straining her eyes, she
shakily held up a hand to shield herself from Ichigo�s blinding power, and all
at once the enormous power faded with a gush of wind.�

Ichigo turned, looking over at the monkey bars where the little girl had
hid herself.� He walked over quietly, his
zanpakuto still in his
grasp.� The little girl saw him and
shuddered, shaking her head fearfully.�

�I�m not here to hurt you little girl, come out from there.� Ichigo
chided, holding out his hand to her as he crouched down.� Timidly the little girl emerged, holding her
clasped hands towards her mouth as she made tiny steps towards Ichigo.�

�I�m so tired of running from those monsters,� The little girl sniffled,
wiping a tear from her cheek.� �I want to
go home! I want my mommy!�

Ichigo�s expression saddened when he heard that.� The little spirit he stared at could have been
no younger than his two sisters.� It was
a shame, a tragedy really for a little girl to wander alone even in the
afterlife.� It made Ichigo�s heart ache
for his own mother for the moment.�

Rukia watched in stunned silence as Ichigo placed his sword over his
shoulder, the hilt facing up.� A glowing
blue light began to shine from the bottom of the hilt, and it was then Rukia
surmised that Ichigo was about to perform konso.

�Your days of running
are over,� Ichigo spoke evenly, trying to keep his emotions separate from his
task.� �You will now be able to pass on,
and find peace in the Soul Society.�� Ichigo
gently tapped her forehead with the glowing hilt; and the kanji appeared on her
forehead.� A white light flowed over the
little girl, and she began to sink slowly into the ground.� Just as her face disappeared, the little girl
smiled meekly at Ichigo.

�Thank you mister�thank you�� The little girl continued to say
until the white light was gone.�

Ichigo swallowed deeply as
he slowly stood, feeling a huge lump in his throat.� This was the part of the job he hated the
most.� Performing konso
was like reliving the grief over his mother over and over.� He sheathed his zanpakuto, hoping he didn�t have to use it anymore
tonight.

�You did that superbly,�
Rukia spoke softly, picking herself off the pavement.� Ichigo didn�t respond; he stood there for a
few seconds before he turned around to face her.��

�Are you alright?�
Ichigo asked her quietly as he walk up to her.�
He saw her grab her left knee and hiss with pain, and his eyebrows
furrowed.�

�A little scrape, a
little ointment should make it okay.� Rukia said through clenched teeth.�

�Sit down and let me
take a look at it,� Ichigo scolded her lightly.�

�I said I�m fine,� Rukia
ground out bitterly.�

�Sit dammit,�
Ichigo snapped, pointing to the nearby bench.�
Rukia sucked her teeth at him, and limped over to the bench to sit as ordered.� Kneeling down in front of her, Ichigo pushed
the left leg of her Shinigami pants up to assess the injury, and noticed a deep
bloody scar on her knee.� �Looks pretty bad.�

Rukia however wasn�t
focusing on the pain.� All she could
decipher was Ichigo�s large, bony fingers running up her leg; sending tremors
in stomach.� She was surprised at how
soft and yet strong his hands felt; the nails were trimmed nicely and no dirt
was visible under the nails� even this
was attractive to the poor girl.

�I think it may need
stitches, but I�ll head over to Urahara�s shop and he can heal it for�� Rukia
spoke nervously until she saw Ichigo whisper a small incantation, holding his
hand over her knee.� A small light flowed
from his palm, and she felt the warmth of its energy as it began to heal the
injury. ��you know a healing Kaido?� She asked;
amazed at what he was doing.�

�Shut up,� Ichigo replied
quickly, focusing on his task.� Inwardly
he was elated that was able to get this close to her. To feel the warmth and
feel of her skin was more rewarding that he imagined.� And she smelled so good� like jasmine and clover; not too overwhelming but just
like Ichigo expected Rukia to smell.�
Looking closely at her knee, he noticed no hairs present.� She
even shaved her freaking legs, Ichigo thought gleefully as he bit his
lip.� His close proximity with her was
beginning to make him hard, so he closed his palm, the light distinguishing
along with it.� He let go of her leg as
he stood, taking his warmth along with him.�

Rukia was a bit
disappointed that he let go of her leg, but when she looked at her knee it was
perfectly healed.� Smiling, she stood up
and bared her weight on it.� She was
pleased when she found it feeling just as good as before.� �Why, thank you Ichigo.� Rukia told him with
a surprised smile.� �Who taught you the Kaido?�

�Urahara, who else?�
Ichigo told her plainly.� �It�s no big
deal.�

�Ichigo, healing Kaido is very complex; sometimes it normally takes a person
several years to master it.� So it is a big
deal,� Rukia explained excitedly. �That was simply astonishing, Ichigo.�� He simply shrugged his shoulders, and Rukia
marveled at how much of a natural he was at being a Shinigami.� You are
simply astonishing, Ichigo.��

�Well, it�s almost
sunrise� I guess we should call it night and get some rest.�� Ichigo told her as he stretched his arms with
a long yarn.�

�Yeah, I suppose,� Rukia
mumbled as she remembered that Renji was at her home.� She turned, walking away from him until he
called out to her.

�Going home to snuggle
with Renji now?� Ichigo asked, intending it to be a cruel joke but it didn�t
come out that way to his disappointment.�
Rukia spun around to look at him with his smug smirk curled up on his
face.

�Who?� Rukia asked sharply, knowing already what was
said. She just dared him to say it again.�

Ichigo�s smirk
disappeared, waving a hand at her as if he was dismissing what he said.� �Never mind.�
Talk to you later.�� Before she
could say another word Ichigo leapt on top of the school building, and skipped
on each adjacent building until he was long gone.�

�A fine time was had by
all,� Rukia whispered, turning around as she walked back home.��

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Climbing through his
bedroom window, Ichigo crawled over the bed and drew the curtains shut.� He hurriedly walked over to his bedroom door
and locked it quietly.� Stripping down to
absolutely nothing, his skin tingled with excitement.�

It had been about two
years since he did this.� He couldn�t
remember why he stopped.� Oh yeah� she came to stay with me, Ichigo thought with ironic
amusement.� And now he was going to jerk
off thinking about the same girl that made him stop in the first damn
place.�

But he couldn�t resist
it this morning.� He had been walking
around with a painful erection since yesterday and it needed some definite
attention.� And after feeling Rukia�s
soft, delicate skin and smelling her fragrant aroma made him even harder.�

Lying down on his bed,
Ichigo kept his eyes on the ceiling has his hand shakily grasped his erection,
sending electric surges through his entire body upon contact.� He moaned, his eyes drifting shut as vivid
images of Rukia came to his mind.�

Rukia lying on my bed.�

Naked.

Exposed.�
Glistening.� �

Her face flushed, begging for me.

Ichigo�s hand began to
move up and down his length slowly, trying hard to draw out his nasty fantasy
as long as he could.�

She smelled so good� I wonder what her pussy
would taste like. I would eat her to exhaustion, Ichigo thought to himself as his hand sped up. I bet her nipples are so pink and so ready
for me to suck on� I�d fuck her with my cock until she begged me to stop.� Oh God�

�Fuck,� Ichigo gasped, finally
looking down at himself.� His hand slid
faster against his hardness, and he cupped his balls tightly as he felt it
throb of the beginnings of his orgasm.�
He came violently, grunting loudly as he spurted a long pearly stream of
essence up into the air and all over his stomach and legs. To his amazement, the
remaining spurts continued long after he let his cock out of his grasp; it jumping
intensely against his flat stomach.

Panting hard, Ichigo let
his semen soaked hands fall to his sides, one dangling off the edge of the
bed.� Not even caring about how he was
lying on the bed covered in his own secretions, he felt sleep taking over him
quickly.� Drained of energy and satisfied
briefly, he had he managed to mutter one word as he fell fast asleep.

��Rukia��

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Rukia tip toed into her
bedroom, quietly shutting the door.� When
she turned around, she gasped, startled at Renji sitting up in the bed, the bed
sheets barely covering him.�

�God, Renji,� Rukia
sighed placing a hand on her chest.� �You
scared the shit of me.�

�Sorry,� Renji told her
as he got out of the bed.� Rukia frowned
a little, knowing he probably wanted sex.�
But as she looked at him, she noticed how serious his expression
was.� �It�s good that you�re back.� How was patrol?�

�Slow� only one hollow,�
Rukia answered slowly, raising an eyebrow at him.� �Are you okay?�

�I�m okay,� Renji
informed her with a smile.� He walked
over to her and gave her a big hug.� �Now
that you�re here, I�m better than okay.�

Rukia frowned.� She wasn�t the hearts and flowers type of
girl.� She could be sometimes, but Renji
was being way too sweet to her.� But as
she hugged him back, she figured she was just beginning to size him up with
some other person to justify their
relationship. And that didn�t make
any sense.� Patting him on the back
lightly, she laughed.

�You�re going to give me
a toothache with all this gooey niceness Renji,� Rukia told him jokingly. As she
pulled back to look at him, he still had this solemn look on his face and a
small smile on his lips. �What?�

�I love it when you come
home to me,� Renji admitted deeply, his hand coming up to hold her chin.� �It got me to thinking� why don�t we make it
official, you and me?��

Rukia�s heart fluttered
with a combination of shock and surprise. �Renji�where did this come from?�

�I don�t know� just
sitting here, waiting for you,� Renji marveled.�
�Listening to the sound of the keys opening the door, hearing you walk
up stairs � it made me kinda happy.�
Yeah�I was happy.� Happy that you
were coming home, to me.�

�I like coming home to
you to.� Rukia whispered softly, and for a second she felt the uncertainty in
her heart that wavered in the words she spoke.�

Renji�s eyes glittered
with adornment as gazed at Rukia, and he couldn�t help but smile as he said, �Then
prove it� Marry me.�

::To Be Continued::

Definitions of terms
used:

Inga no Kusari � Chain of fate.

Whole
� Spirit of the person who has died; also called plus.

Kaido
� Spell used to either attack or heal a person. English dub uses wrong ��reference to Hudo
31, should be Hudo 33.

Konso
� Soul Burial.

Author�s Note: I would appreciate it if I got some input on how the story is
developing so far.� I�m not a
review-whore, but getting some type of response saying if the reader hated or
liked the story helps me a lot; even if it�s constructive.� Reviews are more than an �update soon�,
because I kinda despise those kinds of reviews.�
I like a review to tell me if I need to work on a particular area or if
it expresses if they dislike/like the chapter.�
And when I hardly get any reviews it gives me the impression that it�s
just not good enough.� Writing fanfiction is strictly for entertainment purposes, and when
I find myself �hating� to update because no one cares, I stop writing.� I want to improve in my skills and I want to
deliver the absolute best when I post� and if I�m not able to do that then I�m
wasting my time. In a nutshell, I beseech you kindly to review if you are able to.� Thanks so much for reading, and sorry for the
rant.��
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