Disclaimer: i don't own Bleach, that Kubo Tite's job.
White and Gray
Rukia shivered violently and tried to wrap her peach coat tighter around her. 'Where was he?' she thought for the umpteenth time as she watched the snow-flakes drift slowly through her forward line of vision.
A sudden flash of colour on her right caught Rukia's attention in the gray-slate world around her. The end of someone's scarf maybe, just as they went around the corner. On a whim, she followed it, catching up to the person as they were at the end of the side-street, taking a left turn. Rukia then headed down the side-street too, unaware of the man silently following her. At the next turn, the person Rukia was following turned right; so did Rukia, and the number of her pursuers tripled.
Soon, Rukia was lost deep in the inner city (aka ghetto), following a tiny piece of colourfull cloth, with 20 men behind her. Rukia's 'guide' rounded one final corner and came to a dead end. She faithfully followed, but stopped short when she saw the dead end. She seemed to suddenly come to her senses and stared at her surroundings, not knowing where she was or how she got there.
Then, Rukia noticed the men, just over 20 of them now, grinning down at her with gleaming eyes. The realization of her dilemma quickly clicked into place as she backed up against the alley wall.
"Damn scarf," she mumbled to herself. "Damn snow, damn Ichigo; made me wait…" She didn't get to finish her rant as a tall figure in a white coat leapt from the roof of an adjoining building and slammed into two men who were almost touching her. On her left, three more went down, and someone yelled:
"Run for it!" and the group scattered. Soon just Rukia and her savior were left alone in the alley.
The teenaged boy turned to face her, "You are one lucky midget. I got a text from Ishida saying the he saw you wandering through the street, being followed by a bunch of men. What the heck were you doin'!?"
"Following the red scarf…"Rukia mumbled, looking down.
"The what?" Ichigo was nearly steaming.
"The red scarf, ok!" Rukia yelled, "And I wouldn't have followed it if you had come when you were supposed to."
"Whatever," Ichigo turned on heel, "Let's get you home." He headed off, leaving Rukia still standing there for a few seconds. She panicked for a few seconds as the white of his jacket nearly melted into the colour of the falling snow. All she could see of him was a shock of orange hair.
"Wait for me!" She yelled, running after him.
He turned to face her, looking exasperated, then smiled and rolled his eyes.
Like i said; just a simple oneshot.
Hope u liked it. reveiw.
-S