It hurt, her chest hurt, no, it wasn't her chest, it was her heart, "My heart is dying in an untimely manner," she wrote, continuing her sad song titled "Wind", she leaned back, her head nearly hit the back of the wall, she looked down at her unfinished fare well letter, she put her pencil back on the papper, her heart pounded faster and more painfully, as if telling her to stop, to not do this, to for ounce in her painfull life, let something happen, and not fight against it, a long sigh slipped from her lips, he woundered if he would try to come for her? Her life was in no danger, part of her wanted to leave that letter, and walk away slowly, just so he could come after her and yell at her for being stupid and running away, she wanted to see the concern in his eyes, she shook the thought from her head, she was being stupid and selfish, she wanted to finish the letter, but her hand just wouldn't move to write, she looked at her watch, 'I'll finish this later,' she thought, and stuffed the letter on the top shelf, she hated being a burden, hated needing to be protected, she tilted her head to the side, thinking about wat she should do, then she tilted her head forward, her eyes were filled with tears, waiting to escape, she shok her head, stepping out of the closet, "Hey," she heard, looking at the man infront of her, "I'm going to go for a walk," she said, jumping out the window, hoping to clear her head, Ichigo looked at the closet, "She forgot to shut the door again," he said to himself, he steped in for a moment to see how hard it was to shut the door from the inside so he could yell at her later, he shutit, the shelf rattled, he opened the door, "Hm? Wat's this?" he picked up a peice of papper with a bunny in the corner, he rolled his eyes as he read, "Ichigo, I can no longer be a burden to you, you deserve to have a normal life, not a ruined one, I'm sorry, don't come after me, I just," that's were the letter stopped, he ripped it to shreds, 'She's leaving?!' he thought, he wanted to stop her befre she did, 'But not now, because she didn't finish the letter,' he watched the shreds fall to the floor, and onto the stain, that stupid stain that would never come out, and it was all because of her! He remembered well how that stain got there, they were fighting as usual, over the dumbest thing he could have immanged, it had been a year now and Rukia still couldn't put a straw in a juice box, she wasn't that ditzy, she just had other things on her mind, and apparently Soul Reapers aren't used to poking with anything other than their swords, well, she was trying, he was going to do it, but then thought that she's never learn so he made her do it, BIG mistake, she accedentily ripped the box and juice went everywere, he remembered her licking the bac of her rist were some juice had gotten, "Sure is sticky," she mumbled between licks, "Idiot! Don't lick it!" "But it tastes good," he laughed to himself, he had always been so devistaed about his carpet that he never noticed her child like response, how could he let her go?
She sat there on the hill, staring at her cut arm, she looked at the one on her other arm and on her legs, she felt the dirt on her face and hands, she pulled her dress down as far as it would go, still not covering up the marks, 'Wat will I tell him? It's things like this that make me a burden, I was so deep in thought that I tripped and rolled down the hill, maybe if I clean off the dirt a little, h won't notice? No, he's not that stupid, right?' "Hey," she shot up, it was him, "Wat?! Wat happened?!" "Wat are you doing here?" "No! You answer first! And wat's with that stupid letter?!" she wouldn't answer, "Answer me!" she turned around, "I'm taking you home," 'Home' "Were?" "Home!" she sort f half smiled, so were ever he took her was home, she understood, "But first we're going to Orahime's, and on the way you're tallin' me wat happened!" after a few minutes of walking, he said, "Tell me Rukia," "Why shoud I?!" "Because you may be stubborn, but sooner or later I will find out, and because the more you don't tell me the more I wanna no," "Fine, I tripped and fell down the hill, happy?" "No, wat's with the letter?" "I was really depressed last night," "Maybe, tel me the hole truth," "That IS the hole truth!" "Nope!" They arrived at Orahime's door and read the sighn, "Out shopping for Soul Society clothes, will return wen suitable dress is found," Ichigo hung his head, "That could take all day, women shop like there's no tommorrow," "Well one day there won't be!" he glanced down at Rukia and dragged her back home
"Geez!" "Wat?" "You sure injure easy!" "Wat's that supposed to mean?!" "Well, if I had fallen down that hill I would've gotten one, maybe two, small cuts, but you! Man your cut all over! You bruise like a peach!" "Don't you mean strawberry, Strawberry?" "Oh shut up!" he walked out of the room, Rukia layed on her back, her bdy hurt, so did her heart, she tried to ignore the pain by thinking about a memory, she remembered wen they had gotten home, "First aid treatment? I don't need it!" she had said, "Yes you do! If you wait for Orahime things will get worse!" "I don't care, I'm ok," "Oh, alright then," Ichigo had presed on one of her injuries, she fell over and moaned in pain, "Are you still ok?" "Shut up," she laughed to herself, wat a fool she could be, why did she always want to push him away? Was she always that afraid? Why couldn't she just admit it? She shook her head, she new wat she was going to do, wat she had to do, she heard the door creak open, "Wat are you smilen' at?" he asked roughly, she only smiled more
Her lip trembled, she was scared, she was worried, and she was hurting, she had to do it, she had no choice, she took in a deep breath, and climbed into Ichigo's bed, he turned over, "Wat are you doing?" "Just shut up," "Hey, are you ok? I mean, is everything alright?" "I'm fine Ichigo," "Is that so? Then get outta my bed!" "No!" "Why not?!" "Because, well, uh, I'm having nghtmares?" "Oh, well, I'll let you stay in my bed, wen you come up with a more convincing answer!!" "Isn't it possible that I just want to be around you?" "Sure, if you have amnesia, or were hit by a car, or have a high fever!" "Look, not that you deserve to no or anything, but I just wanted to be next to you," "Ok, now I'm worried, did you hit your head or something?" "Just forget it," she got up and started walking towards the closet, but she felt a strong tug on her arm, "No, I mean, you just usually don't act like this, are you sure you're ok?" she got back in the bed, "I just wanted to stop being a burden, stop being a weight on your shoulders," "You aren't anything like that Rukia, you're the best person to enter my life since, since my brother died," "Ichigo, I-" He silenced her, pressing his lips against hers, Rukia didn't expect this, but least of all that he was such a light kisser, "Rukia, don't say anything else, ok? Theres only one thing, just tell me that you love me, and nothing more," "I love you, but-" "No," he pressed his finger against her lips, "Nothing more, I love you, and I only want to no that you love me as well," Rukia smiled against his finger, nodded lightly and kissed him again, before sleep entered their minds, all their pain was gone, all the love was here, and all their desiere was filled, THE END
