*You already take me there*
It was in her arms, where he found it. The feeling if it could so be called that, was almost like the first pure droplets of rain falling onto an upturned face, washing it away, cleansing all that was foul and dirtied where it had settled, a second skin over the face that looked into the petite Shinigami's eyes.
He had found it.
Peace--Heaven, whatever the Shinigami and humans called the feeling.
He wouldn't let Aizen take it away.
A fool long enough he had been, following the lead of a false God; no longer however.
Wouldn't let them-his fellow Hollows, take away what he had regained.
Redemption had been found...
...and she was called Rukia Kuchiki.
***Finis***
A/N: don't own Bleach. Was experimenting late-night and came up with this. Many kudos to Angste-san for coming up with such an unusual pairing. Reviews as always are appreciated.