Whew...Here we go...I'm ready! Oh, I warn you guys, I may be a little old because I'm just starting my obsession of Bleach, so I have no idea if one of the chracters is dead or not, I've only watched up to Bleach 19 so far! So yeah.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bleach.
This takes place before Rukia was taken to he Soul Society to be executed.
Rukia laid back down on the bed, she sighed.
"I'M BORED." She yelled through the closet door. Her eyes irritated.
Ichigo opened up the door. "Then, WHAT DO YOU WANNA DO!" He spat in her face, a giant, red vein pulsing on the side of his forehead.
Rukia growled. "I wanna do something other than laying around like rocks." She retorted.
Ichigo grabbed her by the wrist and tugged her out. She landed on her feet. "Really? My wrist?"
Ichigo realized what he did and shoook his hand, as if her hand was grimy and infested with bugs. Rukia rolled her eyes.
"I'm going out." Rukia said casually.
Ichigo smiled slightly. "Want me to go with you?"
"Nah, I'm fine." She replied.
Ichigo folded his arms. "Fine, like I wanted to go with you anyway." He chuckled.
Rukia rolled her eyes and walked out of Ichigo's bedroom.
It was 5:34 P.M., she wanted to at least take a walk around the beautiful town.
Rukia yawned as she sipped the iced tea she bought from the clerk. Then, looking at the analog clock on the wall above the entrance read:
8:07 P.M.
Rukia spat out her tea. "That late?" She dropped the tea on the floor and ran out.
"Hey! You're gonna clean that crap up!" The clerk yelled after her.
Rukia panted softly as she ran down the dirt road. All she did was take a walk through town! How did it become this late?
She skidded to a stop at Ichigo's house, an angry Ichigo waiting out front. "Where have you been!" He growled at her.
Grinding her teeth, she glared back with equal anger. "Why are you so concerned about me, anyway!" She yelled at him.
Ichigo narrowed his eyes. "You're my friend!" He yelled.
Rukia scoffed. "Sometimes you act as though you don't even know me!" She hissed.
Ichigo a threatening step forward, Rukia stepped back slightly.
And Ichigo did something he thought he would never do.
He threw his fist at her, and it crashed into her stomach, causing Rukia to fly backwards, and hit the concrete.
Ichigo stared in horror, "Crap!" He growled to himself. "I snapped!" He muttered. He drew his hand back and ran over to Rukia. She trembled slightly, and clutched her stomach, she heaved herself up to her knees, and glared at Ichigo with complete hatred.
"Why would you ever do something like that?" She hissed ever so quietly.
The black-haired girl shook as she pushed the rest of herself up.
Ichigo's eyes clouded with sympathy. "Rukia...I..." His voice shook slightly.
Rukia narrowed her eyes angrily. "Ichigo, 'sorry', doesn't make us go back in time, I don't know if I'm overreacting, but that was uncalled for!" She yelled.
She whirled around, still clutching her stomach, leaned over and started coughing violently, to think she held that in to say those things to Ichigo.
Blood began to drip and fly out of her mouth, then, more amounts of blood came, it soon looked as though she held an entire mouthful of blood.
Ichigo sank to his knees. "I'm sorry..." He muttered.
Rukia finally stood up fully and proudly. "I'm going to be away for awhile." She rasped. Anger still clearly in her voice.
Ichigo closed his eyes, and he began walking back to the house. "Alright..." He mumbled.
Rukia began wlaing away, towards the moon. Blood dripping off her chin.
"I'm sorry Rukia..."
I am sorry! This is the most horrid ending any fanfiction EVER had! I know, garbage like this isn't like me! Well, I kinda had writers block, and I have a problem with thinking out my beginnings and I always daydream about the juicy middle! Ichigo fans, you just wait, you'll see Ichigo break down later, and Rukia fans, prepare for awesomeness!
Sorry for such a bad ending, here's a reward for not killing me! *gives out yummylicious cookies*
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bleach, all credit goes to its respectful owners!