Summary: Just a series of unrelated drabbles. Some are pre-series, some are post-series, some are within the series. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: If IchiRuki is confirmed, Bleach becomes a shoujo manga with the odd fight here and there which makes no sense and all the characters are Mary Sues, you'll know it belongs to me. Till then all rights to the great Tite Kubo.
Hichigo
Ichigo screamed. He couldn't help it. He screamed. His whole world lay shattered around him. His father, Rukia, Orihime, Tatsuki- even Yuzu and Karin. They were just lying there. Dead. Killed by one whom they loved and trusted. Him. Ichigo. The one who'd promised to protect them from everything had been unable to protect them from himself and the Hollow inside- growing like a disease.
He couldn't cry, so he screamed. He couldn't bring them back, so he screamed. He couldn't do anything, so he screamed.
And as he screamed, the Hollow inside laughed like the maniac he was. The king was no longer on the horse. Ichigo was only in control because the grief was so delicious. But enough. There was more havoc to be wrecked, more lives to be destroyed. Still laughing, he took over once more and raced off in the direction of Soul Society.
Review and it'll encourage me to write more than the five I have planned right now. Even flames are welcome. :)