I own none of these, just the plots. This is a collection of one-shots that I'm throwing together that will include, Naruto, Harry Potter, Bleach, and crossovers.

That deep, deep darkness. It tempted her every step she took. Around every corner, behind every door. That deep whispering voice coercing her, whispering to her, asking her to just… Let go…

She sat in the vast gardens, meditating, trying to get to her Inner World. It seemed to be getting more difficult with every passing day. She heard the voice again, it came from the shadows cast by the sakura trees, from the little sounds of a small animal's footsteps. She gave up, clutching her head, squeezing her eyes shut, palms clamped firmly over her ears. But the whispers… it didn't matter what she did, she always heard its constant hum, wearing on her sanity, making her want to claw at her ears, even though she knew it wouldn't do any good.

Is this the end?

She had to ask herself as she contemplated ending herself with Sode no Shirayuki. Pride and dignity be damned. She fell onto her side, ears covered, and eyes closed tightly still. She curled into a ball, and her nails dug into her head, sharp enough to draw blood as tears fell from her eyes, and her toes curled.

Suddenly, a warm hand gripped her shoulder, and just like that, the ominous whisper stopped. Rukia looked up to the owner of the hand, and found her brother with a look that surprised her. It was a look of utter concern and terror at her suffering. Byakuya knelt beside her as she whimpered. His coarse thumb rubbed the tear tracks from her face, and she sat up shakily.

"Rukia, what is wrong?"

She bit her bottom lip. "Please?"

She blinked at hearing the pleading tone in her brother's voice. She whimpered again and he steadied her shoulders. She looked him in the eyes shyly, and spoke softly, "I'm hearing… things. Um… It's like a voice, whispering things… I can never tell where it's coming from, or… what it's saying… Just tempting me. To let go, to… let my instincts guide me…"

She buried her face in his chest and wrapped her arms around him. She leaned up so he could hear her as she whispered, "Then… you grabbed my shoulder, and it stopped…"

His arms awkwardly went around her and she hugged him closer, "Just keep holding me? I haven't had calm like this in weeks…"

She felt him nod, and was grateful he was willing to placate her.

The two sat by the koi pond, and when he felt her shiver involuntarily, he loosened his arms to look at her face, and found her asleep. He smiled to himself, just a ghost of a smile, and carried her to her room, bridal-style.

In the morning, she woke up, the whisper there, but faded, almost muted. She dressed for breakfast wearily, and literally stumbled into the dining room. She collapsed into her seat. The bags stood out under her dull violet-almost black-eyes as she looked at Byakuya. He took a sharp breath as he saw the spark her eyes had lost. "Rukia, I want you to stay home. I shall stay with you."

Her head shot up so fast her vision swam and she looked alarmed, "I can't possibly ask you to stay home, Nii-sama!"

He shook his head, "I lost Hisana because I could not do anything. I can do something for you, so I am. Please just let a man whose heart has been broken do this for her sister?"

Rukia nodded slowly and Byakuya stood, "I need to request with Ukitake-Taicho and the Sou-Taicho for a day off, and if we can go to the Real World. Come."

She followed him, her back hunched, head bowed, her feet almost dragging, and Byakuya hated himself for not seeing this earlier, and was mentally kicking himself.

As they entered the Sou-Taicho's office, he looked up, and his eyes opened as he took in Rukia's appearance. She swayed as her head swam, but steadied herself. Byakuya looked at Yamamoto, "I am requesting a week off of duty so I may bring Rukia to the World of the Living. I do not want that clown Kurotsuchi experimenting on her and Urahara is the only other one who can help her."

"Very well. Kuchiki-san appears as though she has been to Hell and back again." Rukia, as if reality finally hit her, and her fatigue caught up with her, passed out, falling forward. Byakuya caught her, and was ordered to bring her to the 4th.

Unohana and Ukitake were waiting, and the elder Captain looked at his Lieutenant fearfully as she was carried into a room. Unohana ran some test, and an hour later, the two males stood when the kind Captain entered the waiting area. She glanced at her chart and said, "Rukia-san is severely dehydrated, malnourished, and her vitals were well below what they should be. How did you not notice this, Kuchiki-Taicho?"

Byakuya fell back into his chair. "Rukia had been avoiding me. I simply figured it had had something to do with something I had said. She took her meals in her room, left before I did, arrived home after me and went straight to her room. I found her last night attempting to meditate by the koi pond. She suddenly started clawing at her ears, squeezing her eyes shut, and she curled into a ball, screaming and sobbing. I went out, and put a hand on her shoulder, and she froze. She complained of hearing an unidentified voice whispering about letting her instincts take over."

Byakuya and Ukitake were let in to see Rukia, and her head lolled over to them as they walked in. She was hooked up to several machines, and she smiled weakly, both men flinching at her sunken eyes, pasty complexion, and hollow cheeks. Her breathing was harsh and ragged, even with the oxygen mask, and Ukitake left abruptly, not able to stand seeing her like that with him being so sick all the time himself. Byakuya sat in a nearby chair, and Rukia was hit with a coughing fit that rattled her bony frame. Byakuya grabbed one of her fragile hands, and his thumb stroked the thin skin. She looked at him, her eyes watering, and he said, "Unohana is unable to determine what it is you are hearing, and says that I am to retrieve Urahara from his shop as soon as I can."

She nodded slightly. He gained a determined expression, "I will see you get better. I lost one sister, I cannot, will not, lose the other."

He kissed her forehead, and she coughed violently again, this time blood spattering against the oxygen mask. Byakuya got some tissue, and wiped it off, concern shown clearly on his face. Just as he was about to place it again Rukia spoke in a hoarse whisper, "I realize. This *cough* is the most emotion I've *cough* ever seen from you. It's nice."

He placed the mask, and she fell asleep. He quickly traveled to the manor, and directed his and Rukia's personal servant, Mai, to tend to her and make her as comfortable as possible. He quickly left and retrieved Yoruichi and Urahara. They went back to the 4th, and Urahara ran yet more tests on her, while Yoruichi was serious for once, and comforted Byakuya, "She's a true Kuchiki, adept at hiding her feelings. There is no way you could have possibly known if she didn't want you to."

"Yes, a true Kuchiki."

Byakuya spat out the last part vehemently, and Yoruichi put a hand on his back, "She will be fine, Bya-bo. She is strong, a strong woman, fully capable of making it through this. She will need your support, though." Kisuke took Byakuya into a side room.

"Rukia was in the World of the Living five weeks ago, correct?" Byakuya nodded.

"Do you know of anything that might have transpired?" Byakuya shook his head no.

"She is pregnant, Byakuya."

His eyes narrowed, "Whose is it?"

"Ichigo-kun's." Byakuya's Reiatsu rose, and Urahara made a calming gesture.

"I asked Kuchiki-san about it. She says that it was Ichigo's Hollow. Afterwards, Ichigo did everything in his power to try and insure she wouldn't get pregnant."

Byakuya calmed slightly. "Since Ichigo-kun has lost his powers, and regained them, he no longer has his Inner Hollow, and assures if he hears anything, he'll inform us of it straightaway, and Kurotsuchi will have full control over experimentation."

Byakuya took a calming breath and met the serious shop-keeper's eyes, "May I see her?" Kisuke nodded.

He sat by her bed. She looked the same as before, if not even a little worse. "What are you going to do, Rukia?"

She sighed, "I know that the baby is a Hollow. It's eating at my Reiryoku. But, it is my child, and I want to keep it."

Byakuya closed his eyes for a moment. Rukia looked fearful and he tightened his grip on her hand briefly, "If that is what you want, I will respect your decision. I will help you raise the child as well."

Surprise flashed in her eyes and he smiled briefly, "I don't want you to do that alone. We can raise it together. I don't want he/she raised by the maids as I was."

Rukia tilted her head, "Why are you so open to this?"

"I have met Hollows who aren't completely twisted; examples are Nelliel, Pesche, Dondochakka, and Bawabawa."

She nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Ni-."

"Byakuya. Call me Byakuya."

She smiled, "I wish I had the energy to blush I would. Thank you… Byakuya-sama."

He nodded, and apologized, "I'm sorry, but I must leave to tend to my Division."

Rukia gripped his wrist weakly, "Will you tell Ukitake-Taicho? I want to tell all the Captains, if you would call them?"

He nodded, "Only if you get some rest."

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