You can see me
Another day has come and gone.
Why is it that I still come to see him?
As a Shinigami, it is my duty to protect the living and defeat hollows.
I stay here to protect the people of Karakura.
But, that's Afro-san's job.
I come here, to the world of the living, just in case anything were to happen to a certain family.
The Kurosaki family.
The children of that family are not exactly normal.
They have the ability to see or sense spirits.
Or at least, one of them did.
Kurosaki Ichigo. It felt like a long time ago,
When I gave him my Shinigami powers to save his family.
When I was sentenced to be executed,
He saved me.
When his hometown was about to be destroyed,
He saved it.
But it cost him.
He lost his powers and he lost the ability to see me.
The day we parted, I told him not to worry because I would still be able to see him.
But the moment he said goodbye,
I didn't want to say goodbye.
I wanted him to still be able to see me.
I wanted to fight alongside him in battle.
I wanted to be by his side.
As his nakama.
That word felt horrible as it slid through my mind.
Did I want to be more than his nakama?
Why did these thoughts of love and affection run through my head?
Why did even the sound of his name that was whispered amongst my squad members make my heart flutter and ache at the same time?
I should not feel this way.
I should not let any of these feelings into my head.
Yet, why did I?
I struggled with my thoughts as I stood on top of a utility pole, overlooking the town.
I soon sensed a hollow nearby.
Afro-san was in the squad 4 barracks because he ate a bad pickle.
My taicho told me to take his place till he got better.
I also realized that I was far away from it, so I needed to shunpo faster.
But while I was in the air, the hollow's reiatsu was decreasing.
How was that possible?
I hurried to the place where the last of its reiatsu was left.
Then it disappeared all together as I reached my destination.
As I looked at my surroundings, I realized that I was at the front of the Kurosaki clinic.
It attacked here?
Suddenly, I felt a familiar reiatsu.
One I hadn't felt in awhile.
As I looked, I saw a tall figure in a black hakama,
with orange hair.
"I-Ichigo?" I said.
The figure turned around.
It was Ichigo.
He had grown, as most humans do.
He may have side burns now, but he still had the same orange spiky hair and beautiful amber eyes.
Did I just say beautiful?
We stared at each other for what felt like hours till he ran to me.
I felt myself being lifted off the ground, in his tight embrace.
I could feel his hands run over me and I knew that it wasn't an illusion.
This was truly Ichigo.
I could feel my eyes water as my arms wrapped around him.
I looked at him and noticed that he was crying too.
I sniffle and say, "Baka. Why are you crying?"
He responded, "You're crying too."
Our lips met and my heart felt as if it was going to explode with happiness.
I realize now why I let all those thoughts and feelings run through me.
As we continued to kiss and let our tears fall, I knew we never wanted this moment to end.
Three words kept repeating in my heart.
I love you.
Here's Rukia's POV just like I promised! Enjoy.