There he was. The love of her life. He was watching the sun set behind the horizon and it made her curious as to what he was thinking. She could see the outline of his impeccable shape which seemed to intertwine with the scenery as if he belonged with the breath taking view that was laid before her. A smile spread across her pretty features as she had traced his outline only too well before, every aspect of him she had covered yet she felt as if she had discovered nothing. Even though his back was turned, his features were as clear as day: His white, milky skin, dark brown compelling eyes, his soft , rosy lips; but most of all, his long, spiky orange hair that she loved to run her hands through and admire all day long. His Shihakusho clung to his muscular physique and blew subtlety in the fresh autumn breeze. His white haori was neatly spread-out over the grass, besides his feet as it cradled Zangetsu. He was seventeen, and at such an early age he was a captain. Just recently he had been recruited to the Gotei 13 ranks; after he had defeated Aizen. This was because he was too powerful to remain in the world of the living, being a 4th dimensional being, his immense spiritual pressure would kill the weak and fragile humans; even when it was suppressed. His condition is ambiguous; he is neither a hollow, nor a human, nor a soul reaper and he has even combined with his Zanpakuto. He is the only transcendent being to have ever existed. She let out a sigh, and whispered her lover's name into the abyss:
"Ichigo..."
It had taken her 5 human seconds to realise that he, in fact was already beside her, and she barely had the time to process this new information before he swept her up in his arms and held her in his embrace
... Such... power.
Even she, a captain of the Gotei 13 could not hope to comprehend the change of events around her. Overwhelmed by the magnitude of his competence, nausea crept in; she felt her legs start to numb, and her body turn to jelly as she slowly fell. She felt as though time itself had stopped, as she made a gradual descent towards the ground. Ichigo effortlessly caught her, and cradled her in his strong and protective arms; handling her like porcelain as though she would break with his touch.
"I'm sorry I startled you, it just appears that everything, time is all being played in slow motion. A second to you, feels like a lifetime to me."
With that, he planted a kiss on her forehead and brushed a hand over her face; caressing her features. With that signal, she moved in and brought his head to hers; capturing his lips. She felt their spirits connect and integrate with just that brief encounter, that she deepened the kiss: wanting to drink and bask in his warmth. Ichigo responded with just as much passion, whilst lapping-up her love and craving more. They both seemed to melt in that moment, and were reluctant to sever the bond in need for oxygen. Ichigo's arms snaked around her back, grasping her tightly, whilst simultaneously provoking Rukia to open her mouth in shock and pleasure. This allowed Ichigo entrance, and their tongues battled for dominance. It was at that moment, that their souls mingled and tied the knot. Once that had pursued, Ichigo momentarily lost control of his lock and key spiritual pressure, and he let it subconsciously leak out. It was only briefly, and yet it had such a significant impact. Significant would be an understatement to describe the magnitude of the impact it had- on Rukia especially.
