A/N: I first posted this on dA a few days ago... And it's my first IchiRuki fanfic which i'm so proud of! hehehe... Enjoy~ And please don't hate it... REVIEWS ARE ALWAYS APPRECIATED! :D
And yes... I know that Rukia ish back loooong ago... But my friend gave me volume 49 again... *points* ICHIGO'S POEM! That's when my idea popped out!
Don't own Bleach... Or Ichigo and Rukia... KUBO-SAN CREATED THEM!
Speed Of The World
Ichigo Kurosaki entered his room silently and quickly looked around. Giving a sad sigh he set his back aside and sat on his computer chair, staring blankly at his closet door... It's been at least three weeks since he lost his powers... At least three weeks since he saw that midget disappear before his eyes... At least three weeks... Since he last thanked her.
'This is goodbye, Ichigo…'
Her voice... There was something in it...
'Looks that way...'
His reply... Maybe he should have said something better...
As they held back the tears, she finally faded away from his sight... That was the last time he ever saw her... Why wasn't he use to it yet...? Ever since she left, he always felt like something was missing... Well obviously... Something ISmissing... But why would he feel it? It's not like they share an intimate relationship or something... He wasn't even sure about his feelings! All he knew was that she was a close friend... Someone who'd he protect... What? Can't men protect other women without getting suspected that they like them?
Though it felt weird... He turned his head to face the window and what did he see? The bright full moon... And who did it remind him of? A certain short, hard-headed girl... He doesn't even know why it reminded him of her.
"Ché. I should be happy she's not here! No more useless ranting and argues…!" He suddenly dropped his head against the messy table, keeping silent for a moment… The ex shinigami couldn't admit the fact that… He… Well… Misses her… A lot… He misses everything… Fights with strange 'monsters' with holes in their chests. And the times when he had to stand in front of her… Protecting her…
He could imagine her right now… Tucked away in his closet while fiddling with her phone. Suddenly bursting out when there's a hollow on the loose… He looked beside him, thinking she was there… Just because he can't see 'them' anymore doesn't mean they're not there… Especially her… Right…?
'Even if you can't see me, I'll still be able to see you…'
"Yo Rukia…" he gave a small smile, pretended like he knew she was there.
"I'm here you Strawberry head…" a small voice came from somewhere… From a girl who was standing against the closet where she use to sleep. She hung her head and frowned, reminiscing about their past memories. When he was able to see her… Feel her touch… And hear loud, rough, but with a hint of sweetness, voice…
The orange haired boy continued to gaze at the bright moon, wondering if she will ever come back again. Then came the thought, 'I wonder if I can keep up with speed of the world without you…'