She was not pretty like Orihime.
She knew that for sure.
As much as she tried.
She was never going to compare to her.
Ichigo knocked on the door leading to his room. A low grumble came from the other side and he was quickly signaled that he should leave the Kuchiki in peace. But after all it was his territory and he turned the knob and called out the small shinigami's name. Stumbling over a pair of heels he starred wide eyed at the sight in front of him.
Instead of her usual black robe, she wore a long gown. It's strapless hold reveled the pale, womanly shoulders and it's size fit her compact body perfectly. It was the color of a midnight sky and was long, covering the girls feet along with a foot of flooring. The sparkles shimmered against the light. Moving his gaze from the outfit, the female's black locks had been tied into a neat bun, 2 equally colored chopsticks were tucked in her hair. The strand that hung in her face was pinned back and showed a gorgeous complection.
"..."
"It's that unattractive on me?"
"N...no, yo...you look stunning, but what's the occasion?"
Her features dropped and a familiar scowl crossed her mouth.
"WHAT! A GIRL CAN'T LOOK BEAUTIFUL FOR ONCE!"
The boy was stricken speechless again, what was she screaming about? He approached her trembling frame, but a hand pushed him back. Guarding the fragile doll from another.
"INOUE IS ALWAYS DAZZLING! SHE DOESN'T TRY HARD AT ALL! B...BUT ME, I'M A FLAT, SHORT, UGLY PIECE OF NOTHING!"
She burst out into tears and fell to the floor, the dress sinking her into a pool of darkness. Her violet orbs watered fiercely and she couldn't even hold herself from the pain that surged through her heart.
Orihime was pretty.
And she wasn't.
Accepting the fact was easy, but living with it was proving to be hard.
Now all Rukia wanted do was cry. Maybe the tears would aid her with beauty. Or just enough water for her to drown in her own reflection. But before she reached breaking point a set of hands clasped around her waist, pulling her into warmth.
"You've always been pretty, beautiful, and drop-dead gorgeous to me."
She smiled, coughing back the salty drops.
Orihime may have been attractive, but she wasn't loved by a guy like Ichigo.
And Rukia sure damn was.
The End ❤