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Author�s Note:� Hello again everyone!� Well here is the finale of my IchiRuki story.� I
hope you will enjoy! I want to thank the show that gave me the inspiration to
write this story, Moonlighting.� If you have never seen it; you should.� Maddie and David�s
characters are so close to Ichigo and Rukia, making it so easy and fun to
write.�� I
want to thank each and every one of readers who sent out reviews! It really
made my day! And what better Christmas gift to give to my readers but this long�. Intense�and�
juicy chapter!!!

And as another treat� if I
get over 10 reviews on this chapter I�ll post my side fic to this story titled Another Again.� It�s full of
good ol� grown and sexy lemon!!!� So please make sure to send me a review!!

Sorry this is not the edited
version, so please forgive me for any errors you may encounter.� I wanted to wait for my beta reader, but I
promise everyone that this would be the update�s date� so without further ado�

Tell Her

Chapter Five

I am curious� Rukia

�Is Ichigo home?� Uryu asked
the young raven haired girl politely.

Scowling, Karin looked the
skinny boy up and down oddly.� Ichigo
never had a guy visit him at home.�
��Yeah, he�s here. Come on in.��

Karin let Uryu in, still
giving him a small frown as she walked into the living room.� �He�s upstairs in his room, he won�t let
anyone in though.� Last
door on the right.�

�Well then, I�ll just give
it a try.�� Uryu told her as he pushed
his glasses up on his face.� Karin never
responded, only flopping down on the couch as she grabbed the television
remote.� She clicked it on, flipping
through the channels as she sighed with her boredom.�

As Uryu walked up the
stairs, he hated that Orihime put him in this position.� He didn�t care less that Ichigo ran out of
the school that afternoon.� He didn�t
care that Ichigo was locked up in his room depressed and tormented over
Rukia.�� And now because his girlfriend
cared about the situation, he was forced to care also.� Failure to corporate would cost him dearly.� Orihime told him that afternoon that if he
didn�t go check on Ichigo and give him a few inspiring words she
would refuse him for over a month.� He
wasn�t a sex-o-holic or anything, just the thought of
not touching her was all the encouragement he needed.�

Uryu cleared his throat
sharply, rapping his knuckles on Ichigo�s door.�
When he got no response, he knocked harder by using his closed
fist.� �Ichigo Koursaki,
open this door this instant!�� Uryu
yelled as he gripped the doorknob.� To
his surprise the door opened on its own when he turned it, and he pushed it in
gently until it he felt something blocking it.�
He slipped his slim body through the small entrance he made for himself,
stepping inside to see that Ichigo�s room was utterly trashed.�

Stinking his nose up at the destroyed mess that was once
Ichigo�s room, Uryu�s eyes traveled over the broken
pictures, torn blankets, books and clothes thrown everywhere.� Including a guitar that was
broken in half.

He then noticed Ichigo
sitting in a chair, his feet propped up on his desk as he watched his small
color television.� It was sitting crooked
on the desk, due to all he items he had demolished.� The fuzzy screen showed a woman standing
behind a small podium as she testified to a judge in court, and the camera
panned back to see a man was standing behind a identical podium, angrily
staring the woman down.�

�Ichigo?� Uryu warily spoke, walking over to him only part of
way and stopping.�

�You ever saw this show Uryu?�
Ichigo asked him suddenly, making him jump.�
His tone was cheery, but Uryu could hear the disheartened tone just
barely on the surface.� �It�s a show from
America
called Divorce Court. It�s pretty good.� The wife whines� the husband whines� the judge does his little dance
and voila!� The husband has to pay alimony until he�s an
old gray mare.� Ichigo scoffed bitterly at the whole concept of the show only
to sneer, �Marriage.�� He turned around
to look at Uryu, and threw his arm over the chair as he smiled strangely.� �What brings you to this neck of the
woods?��

�Me and Orihime saw you
leave school in a rush,� Uryu said plainly his eyes still roamed across the
debris in the room. ��and we just wanted to make sure you were okay.�

�Never better,� Ichigo said
with a small grin.� �You guys don�t need
to worry so much about me.� I got a
father and two sisters that worry enough about me already.��

�Orihime was more concerned
than I was, so you do understand my position.��
Uryu explained as he nodded his head.�

Ichigo rolled his eyes
smugly at the Quincy.� �The things we do for love, eh?�� Uryu never responded, only giving Ichigo a
nervous smile.�

�Speaking of love� I was
told by a very reliable source that Renji has rented a vehicle and intends on taking
Rukia out this evening.� Uryu told informed him, hoping it would peak his
interest.�

Ichigo�s smile faded, and he
turned his direction back to the television.�
�Good.��

Uryu frowned, and he walked
up to Ichigo with his irritation.�
�Kurosaki, I know you�re a jackass, but you�re really earning that name
for yourself now.�

�Get out of my face with
that shit Ishida,� Ichigo growled at him, baring his teeth.� �Oh� so now you can just march up here and
tell me how love is so wonderful and great and how I need to take the bull by
the horns?� Like I need advice from you?� Oh,
I see it now� you�re the guru of love since you�re finally getting laid.�� Ichigo stood, narrowing his eyes at the Quincy as he gave him a
small shove.� �Why don�t you go be
Renji�s goddamn valet since you�re so excited about him getting a car?�

�That�s right Kurosaki�
throw your fists and words around instead of using your damn brain,� Uryu
yelled at him.� �You know what?� I really don�t give a shit that you want sit
locked up here like some melodramatic pixie queen, and trashing your fucking
room.� You don�t shit on the people who
actually care about you!�

�I didn�t ask you to care!�
Ichigo roared as he grabbed his shirt. �So why don�t you get the fuck out?�
Ichigo seethed, pointing the door.� �And
if you bring your skinny ass back here I�ll make sure to kick it.��

Huffing, Uryu pushed Ichigo
roughly to make him let go of his shirt.�
As he walked away from him, Uryu paused at the door.�� I just figured you wanted to tell Rukia Kuchiki something while she was still Miss Rukia Kuchiki.��

Slamming the door hard
behind him, Ichigo stood in the middle of his room with everything he ever
owned broken and torn beyond repair. Just like his miserable fucking life.�� He clenched his fists tightly as he thought
about Rukia.� After tearing his room to
pieces a few hours ago, he felt emotionally and physically exhausted.� His emotions were in overload, and he just wanted
to not feel anymore.� A hot tear rolled
down his cheek, and he groaned as he placed his still clenched fists over his
eyes.� Why couldn�t I tell her?�
Ichigo�s mind screamed.� His
stomach twisted with regret, making him nauseous.� Ichigo remembered what Uryu told him before
he left; the cryptic words repeating over and over in his head�

�I figured you wanted to tell Rukia Kuchiki
something while she was still Miss
Rukia Kuchiki�

He�s right,
Ichigo thought to himself. I do need to
tell her. He was scared to death expressing his feelings for her, but he
had to do it.� If he didn�t, Ichigo would
live his entire life wondering if it was right to just give up.� Why should he let Renji win?� He was the better man; regardless of what he
owned or what status he had being a Shinigami.�
He may not have Renji�s wealth or superiority; he had something
more.�

His heart.�

And he was willing and ready
to give it to Rukia now.

He jumped out his bedroom
window, climbed down the water drain and ran down the street top speed to
Orihime�s house.� He only hoped he wasn�t
too late.�

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�Wow, Renji� this is a
pretty car!� Rukia marveled as she and Renji walked up to the candy apple red
BMW.� �So you learned how to drive, huh?�

�It took me a while, but
after failing two driver examinations I managed to get that damned license,�
Renji laughed as he opened the car door for her.� �And now I�m going to take you out on a quiet
drive to dinner and you can see first hand my driving techniques.�

�You spoil me,� Rukia
chided, giving him a quick peck on the cheek as she got in on the passenger
side.

�This is nothing compared to
level of spoiling I�m going to give you.� Renji boasted.� Closing her door, Renji ran around and got
in, revving the engine as he started it up.�

Rukia smiled at him, amused
at how he wanted to show off.�� She
noticed then he wasn�t smiling; his hands were gripping the wheel so tightly
his knuckles turned white.� Renji stared
straight ahead, his eyes narrowing with rage.�
Rukia frowned, wondering what was bothering him all of a sudden. She
looked ahead to see what got Renji so upset, and her eyes widened with
alarm.� Ichigo was dashing down the
sidewalk, skipping over the curb to run right into the car they were
driving.� Rukia�s heart thundered hard
against her chest, and before she managed to speak to Renji, she felt the car
shift and tear off from the curb, the tires peeling with white smoke.�

�Oi!
Rukia!� Ichigo yelled, waving his hands urgently.� He never got out of the path of car that was
now driving down his path.�

Renji smiled wickedly as he
sped toward him, and he felt Rukia grab his arm tightly.� �Renji� don�t do it!�

Ichigo stopped running and
stood his ground as he watched Renji driving up on him like a wild man.� He saw how Rukia�s eyes were about bug out of
her head, and he saw how evil Renji looked at him.

Rukia screamed as Renji came
only a half a foot from striking Ichigo with the car before he slammed on the
breaks.� She stared at Ichigo strangely
as he stood there with an imperative look on his face.� His eyes moved over to hers, and she
gulped.�� His gaze was passionate and
possessively intense as he walked around to the car door on Rukia�s side.�

�Rukia, Oi,�
Ichigo said with a bit of desperation in his voice.� �I want to talk to you.��

Rukia was speechless, shaking
her head at him as he tried the door that was now locked by Renji.� Growling, Renji opened his door and got out,
his hands lying on the roof of the car.�

�Why don�t you just leave
her alone, Ichigo?� Renji asked tiredly.�

�This doesn�t have anything
to do with you so butt the fuck out!�
Ichigo yelled as he pointed his finger at Renji.� Gazing back down at Rukia, he pressed a hand
against the glass, a pleading look on his face.�
�Rukia�Rukia I want to talk to
you.� Do you hear me?� I said I�m ready to talk to you!!�

�Go home Ichigo!� Rukia
yelled at him, her voice muffled by the glass that separated them.�

Renji threw his hands up in
the air, slamming the car door as he made his way around the car to
Ichigo.� Ichigo slid across the hood as
he tried to get into the car with Rukia.�
Panicking, Rukia jumped out and began running up the sidewalk.�

�I can�t deal with this� I
can�t deal with this!� Rukia yelled to herself as she ran away.�

�Oi,
Rukia! Come here! I said I wanted to talk to you!�� Ichigo called out to her as he ran behind
her, Renji steady on his heels.�

Reaching Orihime�s front
door, Rukia unlocked it with shaky hands like an axe murder was pursing
her.� �My God! Leave me alone� both of you!�� She slammed the door shut, leaving the two Shinigami�s outside.��

The two men now stood at the
door, staring each other down.� Renji
smiled slowly, reaching out to lightly nudge Ichigo on his shoulder.� �Why don�t we take a walk around the block
Ichigo�and cool off?��

Ichigo shrugged Renji�s hand
off him roughly, his eyebrows forked with anger.� �Keep your hands off me pal!��

Renji frowned, slightly
baffled at Ichigo�s outburst.� He reached
out to him again, this time Ichigo smacked his hand off him even harder.� Ichigo glared at Renji,� and�
began to turn his back to him like he was going to walk away only to
come back around with a swing of his fist, connecting perfectly to his jaw.� Renji stumbled backwards a few steps, bending
over a little as the tears welled up in the corner of his eyes.� He looked up, watching Ichigo approach him;
his fists clenched and cocked back to swing again.

Yelling, Renji ran forward,
tackling Ichigo just as he struck him in his right ear and shoulder.�� Ichigo lost his footing, which gave Renji
the opportunity to stand up and belt his opponent twice in the face, finishing
him off by spinning his leg out and kicking him into some trashcans that were
sitting by the curb.� Out of breath,
Renji walked up to Ichigo who was now laying down on the ground, pulling himself
up.�

�You�re an ass, you know
that?�� Renji breathed out angrily.�

Wiping the blood off his
mouth, Ichigo glared at him contemptuously.�
�I just wanted to talk to her.��
Ichigo stared at the hand Renji extended out to him in an attempt to
help him to his feet with disgust.� His
eyes followed up to Renji�s grim face, and he gave him a look of utter
disdain.� He had the audacity to help him up after he knocked him down?� Talk about adding insult to injury.�

Orihime�s front door then opened,
and Rukia emerged quickly.� �Look guys, I
want the two of you�� Rukia stopped mid sentence when she saw Ichigo on the
ground, clearly beaten up and Renji towering over him.� �Ichigo!��
Rukia ran over to him as he stood, totally aghast that Renji would even
do such a thing.��

�I�m alright,� Ichigo said
lightly, waving her off.� He turned,
walking slowly down the sidewalk as he nursed his shoulder.� �I only came down here because I wanted to
talk to you� but of course now I realize you�re too busy for me to talk to you�
to� �� Ichigo lost all train of thought
as he hissed with the pain shooting in his right shoulder.� He was a pitiful sight as Rukia watched him
limp away in defeat.� It made her heart
ache.� Her feet were already moving
towards him in slow pace, and he looked over his shoulder noticing her
advance.�

�I�m alright,� Ichigo told
her again with a gravelly voice, failing miserably in putting on a smile.� �I�m sorry to bother you�� He couldn�t think of anything else to say, so
he turned dejectedly, walking as fast as his legs could carry him the
sidewalk.�

Rukia didn�t move until she
couldn�t see him anymore.�

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�

The drive to the restaurant
was so quiet the only sound you could hear was the purring of the engine.� Rukia was still numb with shock after seeing
Ichigo laying there; beaten, humiliated� she swallowed, feeling her stomach
churn.� He only wanted to talk me� how could I�ve been so cruel?� Rukia felt responsible for the fight.� If she had only given Ichigo a minute of her
time, it wouldn�t have resulted in violence.�
But when she saw him initially running and waving his hands franticly
she just thought he was there to fuck her evening up yet again.� He actually was successful in doing that
anyway.�

�For what it�s worth� I
didn�t take the first swing,� Renji finally said, his eyes still on the
road.� When Rukia didn�t respond, he
shook his head as he let out a small laugh.�
��okayyyy��

�Renji, does it really
matter?� Rukia asked resignedly.

�Yeah.� Yeah, it matters to me,� Renji replied
quickly as he looked over at her briefly.�
�Just to set the record straight I didn�t start any of that.�

�I didn�t say you did,�
Rukia replied dryly.�

�No�no you didn�t.� You haven�t said a thing,� Renji snapped
lightly, pausing only to quell his anger.�
�You know it�s kinda funny Rukia; I come to pick up for dinner, your
partner throws a roadblock on the way out.�
Grabs you out of the car, tries to separate my head from my
shoulders.� Somehow I can�t shake the
feeling that I�m somehow being labeled the bad guy.��

�No body�s calling you the
bad guy�no body�s calling you anything.��
Rukia spoke vehemently.�

�You know what else is kind
of funny?� Renji persisted as he glanced over at Rukia momentarily.� �The last time I checked my watch, it was thirty-six hours since I asked you what
I asked you.� And I haven�t heard the
slightest response.� This wouldn�t be too
bad if the woman I had asked on the very
same night I asked her hadn�t left our bed in the middle of the night.� Damn, that�s not what sticks in my craw� You
want to know what that is?� That�s when
the woman I asked to marry the morning after
I asked her tell Momo over the phone �

�who she hasn�t talked to in quite some time
say, �There�s nothing going on�.� That�s it�s the uh� �same old routine�?�� Renji
scoffs, gripping the wheel tightly.� �I
don�t know, It�s really kinda funny, Rukia.�
I�m not saying you don�t want to be married� I�m just saying maybe it�s
not to me.��

Rukia set her jaw tightly,
becoming pissed at what she was hearing.�
Letting out a nonchalant sigh, she laid her head back against the head
rest.� �Well� I don�t feel like having
dinner.��

�Fine.� Let�s go home.�� Renji replied.

�Yeah, right�my home.�� Rukia spoke under her breath.� Renji looked her direction, frowning.

�What�s that suppose to
mean?� Renji asked quickly.

Rukia shook her head,
shrugging her shoulders.� �Nothing, it
means nothing��

�It meant something-� Renji
began, but suddenly Rukia cut him off.

�IT MEANS�I need time, I
need space.� I�m not glib.� If you want glib, marry Ichigo!� Rukia yelled
as she glowered at Renji.� �I�ve got to
think this through! That�s who I am, that�s what I am!� And while we�re on the subject��

��Will you stop yelling?�
Renji told her covering his ear she was splitting.�

�Who told Ichigo Kurosaki
about your proposal?� Rukia shouted even louder.�

�Me!� Renji spat loudly,
watching her eyes widen with surprise.�

Rukia narrowed her
eyes.� �You?��

�I did, yes.� Renji said
proudly with a smug expression on his face.�
He watched as Rukia stared at him in disbelief, and she looked straight
ahead, tucking her hair behind her ear.

�Thank you.� Rukia told him
exasperatedly, her lips pursed with agitation.�

Renji scoffed at her
remark.� �You got a problem?�

�Yeah I got a problem,�
Rukia said a she looked over at him.�
�It�s none of your damned business!��

Renji scowled, confused at
what she meant.� �None of my damned
business?�

�None of your damned
business!�� Rukia snapped loudly.� �It�s my business to tell him, it�s my
business to even choose to tell him!�
Mine! My business, my choice!� My
God� this isn�t something you settle between the two of you, this is something
I settle with me!� Don�t I have something to say about all
this?� You and I may have known each
other longer than I�ve known Ichigo, who isn�t
the subject here� but that doesn�t mean you can just waltz in here after all
these years and stake your claim like I�m a piece of real estate!�

�I didn�t think that�s what
I did.� Renji told her as he shook his head.

�Well, that�s sure feels
like what you did!�� Rukia exclaimed,
folding her arms in front of her.�

�I guess maybe I�m just not
used to asking someone to marry me.��
Renji simply told her, looking straight ahead again.� Rukia looked over at him, realizing how hurt
he sounded.

�I know�� Rukia sighed
tiredly as she rubbed her temples.� �I�m
not used to being asked.�� Rukia forgot
that Renji proposal to her had to have been the hardest thing he ever did; and
she couldn�t be mad at him for wanting a direct and speedy answer.� But she had to think it over; she was never
one to make impulsive decisions, and especially not on this occasion.�

A few minutes later Renji
pulled up to the curb at Orihime�s house.�
He turned the car off, sitting silently as he stared straight head.�

�Sorry about dinner.� Rukia
said softly.�

�It�s okay,� Renji glanced
over at her with a sad smile.� �I�ll take
a rain check.�

�Renji�I think maybe I�d
like to be by myself for a while.�� Rukia
said carefully.

�Me too.�� Renji replied as he gripped the steering
wheel tightly.

Rukia opened the car door,
and watched when Renji got out at the same time.� He shook his head at his error, placing his
hands up as he conceded.�

�No, really� it�s easier if
I go.�� Rukia told him.

�It�s easier if I go.�� Renji offered quickly.�

�But you have no where to
go!�

�I�ll go to somebody else�s
home.� I�ll go to a hotel.�

�Please� are you sure it�s
okay that I take the house and you take the car?��

�Yeah�we can work out the alimony
later.�� Renji joked lightly.� �I have to go drop this car back off anyways,
so it�s not a big deal.�

Rukia sighed.� �I�m sorry.�
See you later?��

Renji opened the car door,
pausing for a second as he nodded.�
�Yeah� see you later.�� Climbing in,
he started the engine.� He looked over at
Rukia once more, giving her a reassuring smile before he drove away into the
night.�

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Rukia washed dishes,
vacuumed and changed her bed linens to give herself a break from all the
thinking she consumed herself with from the last two hours.� After she finally finished, she still felt
anxious.� Throwing on her jean jacket,
she decided to take a walk to clear her mind.

She wasn�t surprised when
she walked right over to Ichigo�s house.�

She stood out front of the
Kurosaki�s Clinic for minutes, pacing and looking up at Ichigo�s darkened
bedroom window.� After a half hour
passed, she built up enough courage to climb up and make sure Ichigo was okay
and apologize.�

As Rukia pulled the window
up, she gazed horrified into Ichigo�s darkened bedroom, but that couldn�t
disguise the absolute mess the room was in.�
Rukia let out a worried sigh as she climbed inside, shaking her head as
she stared at the broken, tattered shambles that was once a perfectly kept
room, knowing he was highly enraged to do such a thing.� Rukia began to pick up some papers off the
floor, and then looked for the trash basket to dump other pieces of trash.� She was so busy straightening up the room
that she didn�t even see Kon climb inside.�

�Cleaning up Rukia?� Kon
asked softly, and Rukia spun around to look at him.�

�You frightened me Kon,�
Rukia snapped.� She sighed as she saw how
the depressed little plushy lowered his head.�
�So� Ichigo did all this?�

�I was here when he did it,�
Kon replied fearfully as he sat down on the edge of Ichigo�s bed.� �It was horrible. I hid under the bed � good
thing I did �cause he would have torn me to shreds if he saw me.�� I don�t think I�ve ever seen him that upset
before.�

�Well where is he now?�� Rukia asked.

�I haven�t seen him since
this afternoon when Uyru came to visit him.�� Rukia eyes widened with that news, and then
she shook her head.� �Rukia� is there
something going on between you two that�s making him act this crazy?��

Rukia didn�t respond right
away as she sat down beside Kon.�
�There�s nothing going on between me and Ichigo, Kon� and that�s the
problem, I think.��

�So you�re dating that Renji
dude?� Kon asked, and when she didn�t answer he went on to ask, �Is he really
terrific, Rukia?��

Rukia looked over at Kon,
and he observed how her eyes looked like they were on the brink of tears.� �To be completely honest Kon� they�re both really terrific.��

If Kon had the capability to
blush this would have been the time.�
Even though the conversation didn�t involve him, he was partially
grateful that Rukia was being so candid with him.� Any other time she would be yelling and
stomping his head into the floorboards.�
The room was deathly silent as they sat in the darkness, and Kon jumped
down to the floor to pick up Ichigo�s broken guitar.�

�Geez�
he loved this thing,� Kon spoke sadly as he dragged it over to the trashcan to
toss it in.� �He must have been awfully
angry to break it.�� Dusting his soft
hands together, he looked over at Rukia who seemed to be deep in thought.� �So� what do plan to do?��

�I don�t know what to do,�
Rukia whined frustratingly.� �I don�t
know if what I want is what I need,
you know?�

�Follow your heart I guess,�
Kon replied as he began picking up more trash. ��Your heart can never lie.��

Rukia eyes widened
fractionally as she pondered on what Kon said, and she stood.� �Kon� you�re right.�� Kon stopped cleaning up to turn around and
look at her again inquisitively.�

�Huh?� Kon asked.�

�I owe Renji an answer, and
I�m ready to give it to him.� Rukia spoke with a bit of trepidation in her
voice.� �I�m so damn nervous� but I have
to do this.� Thanks Kon!�� Before Kon could say another word Rukia leapt
out the window.�

�Sure� let me clean this
mess up all by my damn self�� Kon grumbled as he resumed to his task.� �See if I give you advice again Rukia Kuchiki!��

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The house was dark and quiet
when Rukia entered.� As she locked the
door she looked up the stairs that led to her bedroom.� She knew Renji was in there, waiting
patiently like he always had for her when she returned home.� Tossing her keys on the kitchen counter, she
peeled off her jacket as she read a note Orihime left saying she was spending
the evening over at Uyru�s.�� Rukia
looked up at the stairway once more, a dreadful nervous feeling gripping her
stomach.�

Steeling herself, she
finally began to climb the stairs that led to her room.� She paused only for a brief second before
entering quietly.� The room, like the
entire house was dark.� The bedroom
window was open, the night air softly blowing through the curtains.� She then saw Renji, his back turned to her
lying in the bed with the covers pulled over his head and shoulders.

�Renji�� Rukia called out to
him timidly, and he shifted slightly on the bed as he awoke.� �Don�t move, don�t speak� don�t even look at
me.� This is so hard� you�re so wonderful.� I
don�t want you to think for a minute that I didn�t take your proposal
seriously.�

Rukia inched closer to the
bed, pausing for a second as she took a deep, controlling breath.� �Proposing to me was the most wonderful� the
most important thing anyone has ever asked me.�
The thought of marrying you� having a family with you�I may hate myself
for the rest of my life; but the cruel trick in all this is if you�d asked me
five or ten years ago the answer would have been different.� But right now� I�m sorry.

�I know you think you know
why, but you�re wrong.� I care about you
so much� I spend every waking minute figuring out how we can make it work.� But I don�t see how we can.� Not right now � not with�� Rukia�s voice
began to quaver, and she swallowed thickly.�
�Renji� you deserve someone who loves you.� And only you.�
And I do love you� but not only you.�
I know how difficult this is for you to hear; you can�t imagine how
difficult it is for me to say�� Rukia stepped closer to the bed, taking another
deep breath as she softly spoke.� �I love
you Renji; you have to know that.� But �
I love him too.� And I know that�s not
good enough for you.�

�I know it means you�ll
leave and never see me again.� But do me
a favor�don�t.�� Rukia hands shakily went
up to the buttons of her blouse, unbuttoning each one slowly.� �At least, not right now.� Give me tonight.� Give us
tonight.� We�ll hold each other, we�ll
make love� we�ll sleep.� Completely naked, Rukia walked over to the bed and sat
down.� �And if I wake up and you�re not
here� I�ll understand.� Just hold me,
please��

Rukia climbed underneath the
covers, embracing Renji as he rolled over to face her.� She was about to kiss him until she realized
the man embracing her wasn�t Renji.

�Hmmm� Oh I like that,� Ichigo purred lowly.

Recoiling in total shock,
Rukia jumped up and scrambled out of the bed, taking the sheet with her in an
attempt to cover herself. She ran over to the light switch, turning it on as
she quickly whirled around to confirm who was in her bed.� Ichigo was sitting there wearing a sleeveless
tee shirt and shorts, his back against the headboard.� He squinted his eyes to the blinding light
that now illumined the room.

�What are you doing here?�
Rukia asked excitedly, the anger and confusion making her throat dry.

�I was getting lucky,� Ichigo chided with a smirk.

Rukia narrowed her eyes at
him venomously.� �You are the most
loathsome, the most disgusting� the vilest-�

�Come on� how you�re gonna know if you don�t try?�� Ichigo told her playfully.�

�Where is Renji?� Rukia
yelled as she stomped her foot.

�Where is Renji?� Ichigo repeated
back at her, and he smiled when he saw her nostrils flare.�

�Don�t make say it again,�
Rukia growled.

�This question is definitely
going to kill the mood�� Ichigo muttered
lightly.�

�Where?� Rukia shouted
heatedly.� Ichigo stopped smiling, pausing
as he folded his arms across his chest.

�Renji�s gone.� Ichigo told
her flatly.� Rukia�s eyes slowly
widened.�

�Gone?� What do you mean gone? Where did he go?� When will he-� Rukia asked him, her voice
breaking.�

�When I got here his bags
were packed.� Ichigo cut in quickly, hating to hear the hurt in her voice.�

Rukia�s shoulder�s
dropped.� She lowered her eyes, shaking
her head dismally.� �So that�s it?� No explanations, no goodbyes, no anything?�� Rukia spoke softly and to no one in particular.� Rukia eyes followed over to the note that
Ichigo tossed at her at the edge of the bed, and she warily walked over and
picked it up, gripping the bed sheets close to her.� As she began to read the contents, she could
already feel the tears stinging her eyes.�

�Yeah� I was
surprised.�� Ichigo drawled out slowly as
he watched her read the note.� �I guess
handwriting doesn�t count for much in the Soul Society.�� Rukia eyes drifted over to Ichigo face, and
he gave her small smirk.� �A breeze came
up, blew it into my lap.�

When Rukia finally finished
reading the letter, Ichigo cleared his throat as he tried to look serious.� �Look� I came over here because I wanted to
talk.� I felt I owed him an apology, and
I owed you apology.� When I got here he
was on his way out the door.� He said he
didn�t see how you and him could make it work� he thought you had other things you needed to take care
of.� I figure I�d stick around.��

Ichigo rubbed his shoulder,
and his face screwed up with pain as he continued.� �Your boy Renji gave me a good shot in the
shoulder, so I came up here to lay down� and you know the rest.�� He gave her a cocky smile, hoping to break
the heavily depressed mood Rukia seemed to be in.�

Rukia stared at him blankly,
not amused at his efforts at all.� �Go
home Ichigo.�

Ichigo blinked.� �You�re sure you want me to do that?��

Rukia narrowed her eyes at
him.� �What?�

�Rukia� Renji�s gone.� And we�re here.�� Ichigo explained slowly.

�So?� Rukia snapped
bitterly.�

�So?� Ichigo repeated strangely.

�So what Ichigo.� What are you saying?� Rukia asked
irritatingly.�

�I�m saying�� Ichigo flipped
a pillow back against the bed nervously, taking a moment to finish.� �We
are here.� The two of us, together.� Isn�t this what it�s all about?�

�No,� Rukia hissed, walking
along side the bed as she glared at the red-headed young man.� �This is not
what this was all about.� This was about
me.� This was supposed to be about what I want.�
I was the one proposed to.� I was the
one who had a choice to make.� Not a
choice between two men; but a choice for my future� my life.� But I�m not going to get a chance to make
that choice; because at least two people and who knows how many others
conspired to make it for me!�

�That�s not true,� Ichigo
told her defensibly.�

�You interrupt our dinner,�
Rukia countered as she paced the floor angrily.�
�He goes over to your house to discuss the marriage proposal.� The two of you play Popeye and Brutus in
front of Orihime�s� then he leaves, and you�re here.� I don�t why I bothered showing up.� Everything seems to get done perfectly well
without me.� The two of you did just fine
by yourselves!��

�But what about just now?�
Ichigo asked, raising an eyebrow.�

Rukia paled.� Clasping her hands in front of her, she
looked away from him.� �What about just
now?� I thought that was him, I didn�t
know it was you.�

Ichigo smiled slowly, his
cheeks flushing with the reminder of what Rukia said earlier.� �Rukia� you said some things that ��

�And you didn�t,� Rukia snapped softly, her gaze
now back on him.� �Nothing.� Not during the whole thing, Ichigo.� You didn�t say a word.�

Ichigo�s smile broadened,
and after a tense pause he said, �I don�t have to say anything.��

Rukia eyes widened with
surprise.� �What do you mean you don�t
have to say anything?�� Ichigo didn�t
answer; he only stared back at her with this huge mocking grin on his face that
made Rukia infuriated.� �Stop smiling!
Why are you smiling?� How can you be so
smug?�

Ichigo threw his legs over
the edge of the bed, and stood slowly.�
Rukia�s eyes followed him as he began to slowly walk around the bed
towards her.� �I�m not being smug- I�m
being honest.� You know it and I know
it.� You feel it; and I feel it.�

Rukia began to back up slowly
at his sudden advance.� �Stay away from
me.�� She warned him viciously.

�Here I come,� Ichigo said
deeply, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

�But I don�t want you, I�ve never wanted you,� Rukia tried to
convince him, her eyes scanning the room for anything to ward him off.�

�Yeah, right�I heard the
speech and got the good-bye grope.��
Ichigo sneered playfully.�

�That was for him not you! Wake up! I�m not leaving him for
you� I�m leaving him for me� me, me, me,
me, me� is that clear?� Rukia sputtered out nervously as she discreetly
picked up a small flower vase behind her.�

�Let�s try that in C Flat,�
Ichigo chided, inching closer to her.�

Rukia drew the vase up to
Ichigo�s view, and he tilted his head curiously. �Get back!� Rukia hissed.�

Ichigo stopped dead in his
tracks, his eyes narrowing down at her.�
�Put that down, Rukia.�

�No.� Rukia answered as she
held the vase in a threatening manner.�

�Put it down.� Ichigo
demanded, his voice rising with annoyance.�

�No.� Rukia repeated again,
her tone teasing and light.

The tension was thick
between them in the room now, and Rukia could see how Ichigo�s chest was rising
and falling with the anger that swelled in the pit of his belly.� Ichigo searched her face silently; narrowing
his eyes gradually as he scowled.�

�I�m not going to force
myself of on you,� Ichigo finally said softly, his eyes looking her up and down
slowly.� �I don�t want to force myself on
you.� Tell you the truth, you�re not
worth it!��

Ichigo walked around her,
grabbing his clothes that laid on the nearby chair.� Rukia jaw dropped, and she whirled around to
look at him.� �Excuse me?�

�You heard me,� Ichigo
growled, never looking her direction.�

�What do you mean I�m not
worth it?� Rukia asked again, setting the vase down as she gripped the sheet
closer to her body.�

�Not worth it, not worth it!� Ichigo yelled as he threw
a hand up exasperatedly.� He turned
around to look at her, and his face red with rage.� �No woman is worth this alright?� Look�never mind, alright?� Just forget about it.� This was never meant to be!��

�How dare you!� Rukia
shouted at him as she followed him right out the bedroom door and to the
stairs.� �I�m not worth it?� I�m
not worth it?� Look who�s talking about
worth� if there were a close out sale on human beings you�d be the last one to
sell!�

�You would know honey,�
Ichigo muttered as he stormed downstairs.�

�What does that mean?� Rukia
barked as she stopped at the top of the stairs.�

Ichigo spun around as he
pointed his finger at her.� �I�ll tell
you what it means.� You�re the kind of
person that goes through life looking at the price tag instead of the
merchandise!� You want some guy with a
good job, great looks, nice manners, well that�s just fine.� It makes sense � look at you� you�re not a
person, you�re a poster.� Well you
deserve another poster.�

Rukia brushed a hair out of
her face as she walked downstairs quickly.�
�You�re going over the line, Ichigo.��

Ichigo was hopping on one
leg as he stuffed it into his pants.�
�You spend more complaining than smiling!� You spend more time with business than you do
with pleasure!�

�And your way is
better?�� Rukia yelled as stood on her
tip toes to look him dead in his eyes.�
�Acting immature and irresponsible?�
Is that you what you believe in?�

�Acting irresponsible?� Is that all you believe in?� Spare me.��
Ichigo told her as he struggled to put his other leg into his pants.�

�Well I know what you
believe in, huh? A good party!�� Rukia
fumed as she threw her hands up into the air.�
�I � I can�t believe this� this is ridiculous! I�m miserable!��

�So am I.� Ichigo replied as
he zipped his pants up.

�Yeah well� I may have just
let the best thing that ever happen to me get away,� Rukia told him with a
shaky voice.� He was about to walk off,
but stopped when she said that, making his stomach twist.� �And look at me; here I am spending the
evening having another pointless argument with you!��

Swallowing thickly, Ichigo
felt totally spent of emotion and words.��
Flaring his nostrils he growled, �Fine!�

�Fine!� Rukia repeated at
him hotly, a tear rolling down her cheek.

�Good!�

�Good!�

�Bitch!�

�Bastard!�� Rukia instantly shot her hand out and slapped
him hard across his face, making his head turn in the direction of the
blow.� �Get out!� Rukia screamed, the
tears flowing more freely now as she just watched him turn his face towards
her, the expression on his face surprised that she actually hit him.�

Rukia�s heart was thundering
in her chest, just looking at the person who she hated� and loved.� Hate was in favor of her emotions so much
right now the very sight of his face made something deep inside her snap violently.� She threw as much force as she could muster
in the next slap; and her palm and fingers throbbed with the pain in its
aftermath.� �GET OUT!� Rukia cried out
again, her voice strained with red-hot rage.

Ichigo slowly turned his
head to back to face her again, his right cheek stinging with pain.� Rukia watched how he just stared at her
darkly, his eyes glazed over with fiery hatred. That feeling in his belly� what
he had mistaken for anger sprouted into something else now; and when he saw her
hand swing for the third time, it trigged something deep within him that he
never knew existed.�

Desire.

Ichigo caught the offending
hand by the wrist tightly.� Rukia gasped,
and frowned when she felt him add pressure to her wrist a little too
tightly.� Then Rukia felt it.� The surging, electric sensations that swarmed
around in her stomach that suddenly slammed directly into her chest.� She didn�t even realize both of them were
breathing hard until now.� She felt him
pull her towards him, and she was suddenly pressed against his hard chest.�

They stared at each other
intensely for seconds but it seemed like an eternity. Unable to control himself
any longer, Ichigo grabbed a fistful of her raven hair, and while holding her
still by the wrist he kissed her.� Shocked
of his brazen behavior, Rukia initially tried to pull back.� But as he continued to kiss her, she felt
herself melting, spinning, self destructing, and simply submitting to the
wonderful feelings that Ichigo ignited in her.�

She had kissed other men
before.� But what made kissing Ichigo Kurosaki
so powerful, so scary and yet so blissful all the same time she could never
know.

He was grabbing her up
roughly, kissing her so hard that he wanted to gobble her whole.� Letting her wrist go, Rukia clutched at him
crazily, scraping her nails along his naked shoulders and then raking them into
his hair frantically.� Desperate tongues
battled each other as they both explored each others mouths deeply for the
first time, and when they ran out of air they tore their mouths away from each
other, catching their breath and panting raggedly.�

Ichigo�s amber pupils were
dilated with lust as he gazed down at her darkly.� Rukia wanted to say something, but
couldn�t.� He stuck his tongue so far
down her throat she figured he swallowed her entire voice.� Ichigo leaned down to her neck, and finding
and pulse right behind her ear he nipped there lightly, making her legs nearly
give out from under her.�

Oh my God�
Rukia mind screamed.� What the hell� how could he know that I
would love that?�

His hands and mouth as all
over her at once, setting her entire body on fire.� Her body suddenly felt the draft of cold air
as Ichigo tore the sheet off of her, leaving her completely naked in front of
him.� She shivered with anticipation as
his hungry eyes drank her in quickly, and she wondered if he liked what he
saw.�

The thought was quickly
erased when Ichigo lowered his head, latching his hungry mouth on to one of her
breast, sucking on it with the full enthusiasm of a newborn child.� Rukia let out a hoarse cry of pleasure,
pulling on his hair wildly.�� She felt
her legs go numb, and suddenly couldn�t stand anymore.� Her mind was in a haze as she felt her back
rest against the soft fibers of the carpet, not recalling how she got
there.� She moaned when she felt Ichigo�s
mouth leave her tingling areola to attack the other neglected one.

Ichigo raised his head,
giving her a smoldering glance.� His
mouth curved into a sexy grin as lowered his head once more, his tongue
trailing down her stomach, dipping into her naval playfully.� Rukia watched in awe as he lathered his
tongue across her body, and thought how Ichigo�s tongue looked so long� but what puzzled her was what he
intended to do with it.� Rukia never had
anyone kiss her body like this before, not that it was disgusting or anything �
in fact if felt heavenly.� But her
curiosity peaked when she saw how his head was creeping dangerously closer
towards her nether regions.�

He looked up at her
questioning face once more before his mouth ventured lower, his lips brushing
against her soft raven curls.�� He kissed
through the mass of hair; taking in her arousing heady scent has he took his
hand and attempted to part her legs.� He
felt her pull against his movement, and he looked up at her panicked face.� Her eyes were wide and her head shook with
protest, not sure of what he wanted to do.

�Relax,� Ichigo spoke, his
voice heavy and provocative.� He even
surprised himself with the way he sounded.�
�I�m about to make you feel so
good.��

Rukia couldn�t speak; she
could only whimper slightly as relaxed her legs, allowing them to part as
Ichigo settled between her creamy thighs.�
She watched in shock as he lowered his head again, the heat of his
breath deathly close to her sex.� She
felt his hand slide under her leg, his deft fingers sliding between the hot
sticky warmth.� He held open her
glistening flesh and his tongue snaked out, sliding leisurely against her.� Rukia�s body reacted violently with the
contact as it jerked with overwhelming pleasure.�

The salty, and yet sweet
taste of her coated his tongue, and Ichigo knew at that moment he would always
want it. He took another lap at her, this time his eager tongue swirled around
the bundle of nerves that stood exposed from being so aroused.� �Fuck,�
Ichigo hissed against her as he continued to lick vigorously.� �You taste just like I�d imagined� so fucking
good�� He closed his mouth over her twitching clit,
flicking the tip of his tongue over it quickly.�

Rukia screamed, tightening
her legs around his head forcefully.��
She came so fiercely; it was so intense that she saw stars behind her
closed eyelids.� The second the spasms of
her release ebbed, she felt groggy, and then instantly embarrassed at how her
traitorous body behaved.� She pulled her
heavy head up to look down at Ichigo, his face still down between her legs as
he let her highly sensitive clit fall out of his mouth to drink in the ambrosia
that spilled from her body.�

Ichigo was feverish with
tasting her, his tongue sliding across her vulva, and then finding her heated
entrance he stuck his tongue inside as far as it possibly could, mimicking the
thick muscle the same way a certain part of anatomy wanted to do.� Rukia�s rocked her hips against his face as
she tried to catch her breath, her body covered with a fine sheen on sweat as
she now felt his mouth return to her clit again.

�Ohmygawwwh,�
Rukia rasped out as she felt two of his fingers enter her cautiously. He pulled
the appendages back gradually only to slide them in further, and began building
into a rhythm in time with his mouth that made her legs shake.�� The steady humming that vibrated from
Ichigo�s throat made the pulsing pleasure ripple against her heated orifice
until she exploded.� Her release left her
crying out Ichigo�s name silently as she shuddered and nearly passed out.

Ichigo jaw ached as he
finally pulled his mouth away from her, and he greedily licked his lips.� He watched her twist and whiter in the after
effects of her orgasm, and he smiled smugly.��
She was absolutely beautiful, and she was all his.��

�Ohhh
�shit,� Rukia panted, a satisfying
smile curling up on her lips as she covered her eyes with her forearm.� She didn�t look at him yet.� She couldn�t
look at him yet. Not after what he did.�
Her body ran hot with embarrassment and excitement as her breathing
slowed down.� How could he make her come
two times within minutes of their lovemaking? Was it even possible, to have
more than one? Taking in a deep breath, she uncovered her eyes to find Ichigo
gazing right back at her, his tongue still running across his lips.� She became instantly aroused again; her sex
pulsating with anticipation of having him inside her, filling her void and
completing her soul.

�How did�.why�� Rukia spoke
with a raw voice, pulling her self up on her elbows.� She had so many questions, but her brain
couldn�t catch up with her mouth.

�You�ve never had a guy go
down on you?� Ichigo asked incredulously, his eyes widening with
amusement.� Rukia shook her head slowly,
and Ichigo smirked arrogantly.� �God,
Rukia�� he began with a small chortle.�
�You�re doing wonders to my ego right now.��

As Rukia blushed furiously,
she quickly clamped her legs shut as she suddenly felt awkward in the position
he left her on the floor.� Ichigo knelt
down beside her, smiling modestly as his amber eyes twinkled at her.

�Did you like it?�� Ichigo asked her sexily, his voice thick with
passion.�

Rukia�s face became redder
with his question, and as she swallowed she finally answered with a shaky nod,
�Oh yeah.�

Ichigo�s smile broadened as
he reached out to brush a stray hair out of her flushed face.� �Well� That�s all that matters.� Let�s get you upstairs so I can do this
right, shall we?��

Before Rukia could say
another word, Ichigo picked her up off the floor and proceeded to run up the
stairs to her bedroom.� He laid her down
carefully on the bed, and then stepped back to undress � again.� Rukia sat up to watch him remove his clothing,
her heart beating fast with excitement and anticipation.�

�I don�t have to say
anything because I�m about to show you how I feel,� Ichigo suddenly informed
her as he got to his shorts.� �And when
I�m done, you�re going to feel absolutely and positively cherished.��

Rukia�s heart skipped a
beat, overjoyed that Ichigo could ever make such a declaration.� As he pulled his shorts down, his cock sprung
out from its confines, making her eyes widen with shock.� He was huge.� She knew he was endowed, she guessed that
much when she was checking him out the pervious morning.� But she never imagined this size.� Wanting to gauge her reaction, he gave his
fully erect member an experimental stroke, watching how she covered her
mouth.�� He let out a small, lustful
laugh.�

�Don�t worry� I�ll
fit.�� He told her conceitedly as he
walked over the bed, a knee pressing down the mattress.�

Rukia narrowed her eyes at
him slowly, thinking that he was being awfully supercilious with his comments
now; but at this point her body begged for the attention he so desperately
wanted to give.� He crawled over to her,
and stopped when his body was directly over hers.� Rukia could feel the warmth of his naked body
and the heat of his arousal as it slid against her belly, and she shivered.� He was face-to-face with her, and he gazed at
her dreamily a few seconds before his mouth descended down to hers, kissing her
passionately.�

Rukia�s arms wrapped around
his neck, drawing him closer to her lithe body.�
She moaned into his mouth, her hips rocking up to his feverishly as she
parted her legs, allowing him to settle down between them.�

Reaching down with one hand,
he grabbed his hardness and gradually nudged it at her soaking entrance.� The moment became frozen in time as they both
stared at other, knowing they were about to embark into something that would
forever change things between them.� But
after the oral exploration that Ichigo gave her moments ago had already put
them past that point; but he had to assure her it was more than that.� This was more than some lustful young man
trying to get laid; this ran deeper than any emotion he�d ever
experienced.� He could see the
uncertainty in her eyes, and he knew it was now or never to tell her how he
truly felt.�

�Rukia,� Ichigo spoke softly
as he began to enter her with careful ease.�
�I love you so much.� �

Rukia gasped, overwhelmed by
the simple endearment as it made her body tremble with long awaited-happiness,
and then she felt him push inside her, filling completely.� She tensed; letting out a long moan as he
stretched and filled her perfectly. She closed her eyes shut, trying to compose
herself as she felt every inch of Ichigo, and then recalling what he said made
her floodgates open rapidly.� She arched
her back, shivering with the unexpected orgasm that rippled all over the
body.� Her pussy began to spasm around
his cock, and as she let out a long humming noise Ichigo watched her in total
fascination.� He gritted his teeth,
keeping perfectly still as she rode her pleasure out.� The way her body contracted around him was
driving him crazy, and if he made one move against her sporadic movements he
would follow her as well.�

As the sensations ebbed,
Rukia drunkenly opened her eyes as she smiled up at Ichigo, who looked further
from content.� He was working a thread of
control at the moment, and he became worried at how Rukia seemed to jump around
like her finger was in a light socket.�

Her throat was dry as
searched for her voice.� �Wow,� Rukia
gushed out in amazement and laughed in spite of her self, her cheeks blushing
hotly.� She has had orgasms before, but
never at this level of intensity.� And
she�s never had one on the first stroke, either.�

�You okay?� Ichigo
whispered.

�Mmmm,
yeah�� Rukia purred as her eyelids drooped lazily, her hands sliding along his
strong forearms.�

�Good,� Ichigo ground out
roughly as he began to move within her with deep, penetrating thrusts.� They both groaned at the new sensations they
both gave each other.� Ichigo focused on
her, his gaze hard and deep with concentration as he moved.� His mind and body was in sensory overload as
she grabbed him occasionally with each thrust, and it made him move faster
against her.� He knew he wasn�t going to
last much longer if she kept doing that, so he tried his best to bring her off
at least one more time before he lost control.�
It was a task in itself as Rukia�s nimble fingers ran down his back,
grabbing his ass with tightly. He hissed, his head snapping back with a hard
shove into her, making them both shudder.�

�You like that, huh?� Rukia
murmured, her tone sultry and ragged.�
She tired to grab him again but got distracted when Ichigo began to pump
his hips faster into hers, making her shriek with delight.� Her nails raked up his back, and Ichigo could
feel the stinging trail she left in its wake, knowing she was leaving bloody
scratches. Rukia drew in a deep breath, claming herself as she began to focus
on her inner muscles, clenching them rhythmically with each of his
thrusts.� Ichigo drew his head down to
her breasts, catching one into his mouth, his tongue lapping hard against the
hard nipple.� They desperately tried to
make the other climax first, but the battle became so even handed at this point
it was more torturing than gratification.�

Ichigo would speed up get
into an intense rhythm that made Rukia follow his lead, pushing her hips up
into each of his frantic thrusts.� Then
he would slow down to a complete stop, making her squeal with frustration.� He would kiss to silence her, deeply and long
as he felt her melt away.� He would begin
again, slowly at first just like before.�
Rukia was in total bliss as her body tingled all over from the workout
he was giving her now.� Their lovemaking
was beautiful and unique; like a dance they had memorized, moving to a tune
that only the two of them could hear. �It
felt so natural and so right; leaving both them astonished at the total wave of
emotions that washed over them.� Rukia
was astounded; she never had a lover that lasted his long, and attended to her
every need� and then draw it out as long as he possibly could.�

He ran a hand between their
sweaty skin as he felt for her clit.�
Once his fingers found her treasure, he rolled it gently with his index
finger. He watched Rukia�s eyes widen, her mouth dropping open as she felt the
fantastic jolts of pleasure vibrate across her body.� Ichigo felt his control slip at the sight of
her convulsing, so he began to pump harder and faster against her, his fingers
still dancing across her engorged clit.

�Let go Rukia,� Ichigo
breathed out as the sweat rolled off his face.�
��You feel so fucking good� let go,�
Ichigo rolled his eyes back in his head, his skin prickling with the onset of
his quickly approaching release. Rukia felt her insides melt, and as she sailed
off into ecstasy as she sobbed out Ichigo�s name, her cries resounding all over
the bedroom.� He felt her squeeze him,
the vise like grip making him struggle to pump into her flesh that tried to
evict him now.� He gave her a few more
erratic hard shoves before he felt himself erupting deep inside her, making him
let out a strangled cry, his sticky forehead pressed firmly against hers.� His body suddenly felt like lead as he
slumped against her, his head resting the nook of her shoulder.� Ichigo�s head spun as the blood rushed hard
in his ears.� Tried to move off of her
small body, but he felt her arms embrace him tighter.� He lazily turned his head to hers, and her
angelic face was flushed with her post-orgasmic glow.� Her eyes were closed as if she was committing
every detail of Ichigo�s body to memory.�
A low noise rolled around in her throat as she now ran a hand through
his wet hair.� Ichigo�s body still
throbbed with his after-affects of her his release; every few seconds his cock
would tentatively twitch inside her as it slowly drew back down to normal size.�

They laid there silently for
some time, and Ichigo felt his eyes become heavy.� A final thought skirted through his mind as
the euphoric emotions took over his spent body.�
�I love you, Rukia.� He muttered softly as he fell fast asleep, a soft
snore buzzing from his mouth.

Rukia�s heart fluttered with
those three little words, and she opened her eyes to gaze down at Ichigo in
utter amazement.� He loves me, Rukia�s mind screamed as the tears stung her
eyes.� She knew it was true � he did love
her.� She could feel it, she could see
it, and he proved it.� She thought of all
the time they wasted trying to discover the feelings they had for each
other.� But that was all over now� she
had her man, and even though he did take a while to tell her how he felt, it
was truly worth the wait.�

::The END::

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in 2008, and if I get to at least 10 reviews on this chapter I will publish my
side story to this fic titled Another Again! Thanks for reading!
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