This is my first Bleach fanfic. I've been into this fandom for a long time but only decided to contribute to it now. It will probably turn into a small drabble series depending on how I feel interested in it.

This deal with Yaoi (meaning male/male relationship). If this offends you, please don't read further. Pairings will mention different couples, but two sure would be HichiIchi and HitsuIchi.

Disclaimers: I don't own Bleach, belongs to Tite Kubo. So don't sue me, I only own a cat.

This is told from Hichigo's POV.

Ame (rain)

It's raining.

Again.

I'm thinking about him. It would be hard not to with all this rain endlessly falling down. It looks like I'm going to be cold again and for a long time. It's kind of tiring how it never seem to evolve into something positive and steady. Whenever I think he finally understood, I'm just shown how wrong I was.

That dumb king. He'll never learn his lesson. I could always break out the surface and take over him but I would just make it worse. No matter how much I brag about power, I'm losing my strength against his lost puppy looks. I want to beat some sense into his thick head but I also only want to keep him safe.

Won't he ever be able to defend himself? Physically speaking he can and whenever he fails, he is patched back again by that silly big boob-mother-hen. But emotionally, no one can do anything. No matter how fine he can appear on the outside, inside everything is cracked, falling apart under the guilt, deception, depression. Too much pressure from wounds that never heal. But no one seem to care or pay enough attention to see past his mask which isn't mine for once.

So what? Me, a Hollow, am worrying for my silly counter part? Yes I am. And somehow I find it not so difficult or shameful to admit it. I need him to live , just like he does though he still hasn't acknowledged it yet.

Rain is pouring down harder. Great.. I'm shivering, fed up to be exposed to this dreadful weather every day. Won't any one notice? Won't they see how he's trying to please them all, smiling when inside he's crying? I really want to take control and scream at them, beat some senses into their false friendly behaviour. But what good would it bring? My aibou would only angst over it and rain would turn to a deluge.

I'm drenched. If at least Ichigo would have left me an umbrella… I picture myself with one and a hot tea mug in the other hand. I snort. My brain is really turning into a sponge for thinking about such crazy things.

But The rain finally seems to stop. Miracle? Maybe not. The weather is slowly turning better, warming in a particular way and the sky is taking a frozen blue tint that I've been observing for a few times. It can only mean one thing.

He has arrived.

The only one that seems to be able to break through Ichigo's shell, slowly taking the walls down. From the outside, it may be invisible, but inside, the rain would always retreat back and leave the place for warmth to overcome coldness. How ironic that it has to be the Ice manipulator that makes the strawberry feel warm, but it's kind of cute.

Jeez, now I'm feeling like a silly scheming schoolgirl trying to play matchmaker. Not that I really want to share my king. After all, he's mine and we have the tightest relationship but I know I can't bring him the key to stop the rain. I can only shelter him. And if I don't want to die from bronchitis, have better to make a move, the sooner, the better.

But now I will just relieve in the warmth my strawberry is providing me, sharing his happiness with me. Is he even aware of it?