Smoking Section
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By: IchiMayxD
She sat looking out the open car window, the wind blew gently rustling her raven locks around her pixie face. Ichigo drove her to the airport, she was leaving, and this time she told herself it'd be for good. He hadn't told her anything when she'd decended the stairs with her suitcases, and all she'd asked him for was a ride. He could do that, couldn't he? After all, they'd been together for over two years now, but she was tired of the fights and arguments, and last nights argument had been the final straw. She didn't even know how it'd begun, maybe she was kidding when she told him he cheated on her, and maybe he was joking when he smiled back and nodded in agreement. Whatever the case, she packed her bags and bought a plane ticket. She thought he'd protest, beg her to stay, tell her he was lying, but Ichigo wasnt a begger, she knew that for a fact. She wanted to stay of course she did, she loved him, with all her heart, but at times she doubted he felt
the same way.
He drove her to the airport, so what, he didn't think she'd leave. He walked her to the gate as well, but when she was out of sight, he started to panic. He sat in the smoking section of the airport, his heart beat with worry, his hands perspirated. She hadn't said goodbye, he hadn't tried to stop her. He lite a cigarrette with a shaky hand and took a long drag as her plane took off. How could he do it? How could he let her go?
She'd sat there for an hour, waiting, hoping he'd run after her. He never did, and with a sigh, she'd put out her cigarrette and boarded the plane.
Two days later...
Ring ring ring
"Hello" she answered softly.
"Rukia," he said after a long pause. She stood motionless, setting her dress down atop her bed.
"Ichigo," she whispered "hi."
"Where are you?" he asked, and his voice sounded sad. She sighed and took a seat.
"Home, what's the matter?" she decided to cut straight to the chase, she couldnt bear hearing his voice, so soft, yet full of command, so sweet yet so..., she shook her head to clear her thoughts and looked over at her box of cigarrettes. She was about to light one when there was a knock at the door.
"Hold on," she said into the phone, which rung with a dial tone that went unnoticed. She opened the door to face a tall twenty-two year old man with chocolate brown eyes, orange hair, a softened scowl and a bouquet of flowers. She gasped as he walked into her small apartment and wrapped her in a hug.
"Im sorry." he said kissing her lips fiercely. "I should have never let you go Rukia. I cant live without you and I'm sorry about all our fights. I love you Rukia Kuchiki." She stared at him wide eyed, then hugged him.
"i love you too, Ichigo Kurosaki." she cried into his chest, he hugged her close
"Come home Rukia, please." he begged and looking up at him through a waterfall of tears she nodded and reached up to kiss him.
"I will never hurt you again baby." he said "I swear. I'm sorry."
"Me too, for everything." she cried and they hugged, and kissed and yada yada you know the rest ;)
A/N: My first Ichiruki and honestly i hope its good! But plz review! Anyway this is my first update in like a year so sowwy! But this new copy n paste thing is the best! Thank God someone thought about the people with the ipods! lol ok i'll leave! :)