A/N: Hello again Bleach fandom! I am back with a new one. It's a bit short, but it's one of my favorites. Today...well...yesterday I should say (2/15/11) is/was my 19th b-day! Yay! Anyway, I just wanted to celebrate by posting a couple of my favorite stories that I've written! Well, I hope you enjoy! ;D
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. Never have. Never will...unless the fabulous Kubo Tite handed all rights to it over to me, thereby making this the bestest most wonderful birthday ever! Then no, I never will. *sobs*
That idiot!
What the hell was his problem? (Because he must certainly have some mental or otherwise debilitating defect, to not listen to a damn thing she said!) Why couldn't he just leave her be?
Rukia may look it, but she wasn't weak; far from it actually. She had been a Soul Reaper long before he'd been born (and had miraculously survived without him). She could take care of a hollow on her own. Why did he always insist on saving her? He and his stupid hero complex were absolutely in-fucking-furiating!
"Stupid Ichigo!" Rukia snarled as her small hands hovered over his wounds, healing him as best she could until Orihime got there. "I can take care of myself!" If he wasn't so hurt right now, she'd aim a kick to his head. The fool.
"What the hell were you thinking, jumping in front of me like that? You could have died, stupid!" she yelled, violet eyes flashing angrily.
She'd told him countless times that she didn't want him saving her. She couldn't bear the thought of him getting hurt because of her. It had been the same when he'd rescued her from being executed; she'd been pissed then too. It made no difference to her that she was shouting at his unconscious body, because he never listened to a damned thing she said anyway.
"Stubborn fool!"
He stirred, his lashes fluttering. Even pissed, her heart still managed to jump when his eyes opened and settled on her, giving her that cocky half-smirk she loved so much. He had no idea how lucky he was that he hadn't died. Rukia would have found a way to bring him back to life, just to kill him again herself, and then spend the rest of eternity kicking his ass for it in Soul Society.
"Shut up and just kiss me already." he told her, still smirking
Rukia glared down at him and then smacked him lightly upside the head. But then her gaze softened as her fingers wiped blood from his cheek. He sighed and closed his eyes.
"You idiot." she whispered, holding him close.
"Heh. I love you too, midget."
She leaned down, her lips brushing softly over his.
A/N: Sooo...What did you think? Leave me a review? *Puss-in-Boots cute kitty eyes* Please? It'll be the best b-day gift. (ya, I did it, I pulled the birthday card!)