A little break from the tears caused by the latest manga chapter, where Gin apparently died on Ran-chan and Rukia disappeared on Ichigo. I've been reading the Bleach manga for years and this is the ending I get for two of my favorite couples?
Disclaimer: If I own bleach, Gin would not have died, and Ichigo would have at least hugged (I didn't even ask for a kiss) Rukia before she disappeared.
Ichigo's seriously considering how he shouldn't have been so sad- no cross that, a bit disheartened, when she disappeared right in front of his eyes, blended into a thousand little black particles, much liking the trail left behind by a hell butterfly.
Thank you
He told her, and he never got to hear her reply, literally, she no longer exists in his field of perceptions. His heart felt a bit heavy at the thought of that, just like a dream, he was the lone person to wake up.
But he forgot, that for Rukia, that dream was reality, it had been reality for her in her 150 years of life, as it was for his the past couple of years. That was why he seriously shouldn't be surprised at the scene playing when he came home the next day…
"Oh, little miss, you know you are a daughter to me also! You are of-course welcome at my house anytime!" his father squealed, and was apparently trying to hug air while holding a large tray of drinks.
He made it just in time to save the crash the tray and it's cup of pink unknown substance.
He stared the empty space his idiotic father was holding…or squeezing. Suddenly there was a lump in his throat. He ignored that.
Now the dream's bleeding into reality. It was a bit weird, but he couldn't deny that it made his mood a bit more pleasant on a school night with a mountain of homework to catch up.
Or at least that was his mood until his eyes focused on the pile of messy sheets and workbooks strewed about on his desk, along with a glaring pink post-it shinning like the cherry on a sundae.
"I helped Inoue to pick up those for you, I even helped to fill in the answers to those lessons you missed, isn't that very nice of me?"
And beneath it was a drawing of the unmistakable signature of one petite shinigami, a chappy bunny.
Ichigo fished out a workbook from the pile, and opened it with utter dread…and his very nightmare didn't seem so bad anymore.
RUKIA!
He stormed out of the door, nevermind closing it. He was going to have a word with Inoue so she could pass word along to someone who's no doubt following right behind...
The open workbook lay forgotten on the desk, proudly showing its content of math problem answered with bright pink markers and countless bunny ears.
"Yep," Kurosaki Ichigo reconfirmed in his head, "it was very stupid to feel for the loss of that one little black butterfly."