A/N:I actually recently got into the anime and manga bleach, but I'm so hooked I decided to do a fic. Its probably only gunna be a couple chapters, since I wanna get started on some other fics( One for akira, Trigun, and south park ) I really like Ichigo/Rukia... since there kinda only the two people in the anime I get a love vibe from, well for the time being.So please R&R.

Disclaimer: ..::sigh::.. these things are so depressing to write, it truly reminds us of what we don't, and never will have..So here we go..I hear by don't own Bleach ..:(

Misunderstood

(Stay together for the kids, Blink 182)

Its hard to wake up, when the shades have been pulled shut

This house is haunted, its so pathetic, it makes no sense at all

I'm ripe with things to say, the words rot and fall away

If this stupid poem could fix this home, I'd read it every day

CHORUS:

So here's your holiday,

hope you enjoy it this time, you gave it all away

It was mine, so when your dead and gone,

will you remember this night, twenty years now lost,

it's not right.

Their anger hurts my ears, been running strong for seven years

Rather - problem- they- solve them, it no sense all

I see them - can't they?

If

this

wants

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"Damn.", Ichigo says to himself out loud. He feels like crap, guilty, no...hell he probably couldn't find a word in the dictionary to describe this feeling, even if he tried.

then why's there so much pain?

He flopped on his side to face the skipping c.d player.

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then why's there so much pain?

Flashback

Ichigo POV

I cant taste it, I cant hear it, but I can feel it. Failure, it's practically swimming through me. My body flinches, and every part starts to sting. I cry out in sheer pain, as the memory embeds itself into me. I glance down the dusty road, the only light coming from the familar pattern of the lap posts, each one situated maybe every 5 meters, and look down at my now bloody hands. I cant believe I lost....it got away, the hollow it got away.......it could be killing others now....and its all my fault... that's when I see a figure emerge from the dust, each step revealing more. No, hell no.

I drag my body up, it hurts like hell, but now is not the time to be a coward. I rest my body up againist the lamp post behind me, and dart my head towards her form, my facial expression showing none of my emotions-yet. She advances toward me, her eyes covered with her hair. Though I cant see them, I can just imagine the growing angry flame within them. She begins to open her mouth to speak, but I cant allow her too.

"Yeah, yell, scold, tell me everything I already know! Tell me what you really think of my performance! I'm no hero! I know that, I let it get away! I watched him! I watched him almost kill you Rukia! But not only do I watch, I feel too! Yeah! I do, and right now I'm not feeling too beautiful. So if you don't mind, I think I'd like to skip your lecture this time!"

She isn't looking at me and she isn't moving, just opening her mouth to speak again.

"Ichigo...I just....You..."

"I'm what? I'm a failure? I'm not worthy enough to stand near you? Not good enough for you?! Huh?! Tell me Rukia, because I'm just dieing to know! But maybe I don't want worthless advice from a worthless person", I'm screaming at her, I cant help myself. Everything I feel for her, I cant deal with it, it so confusing.

She finally after moments of silence raises her head. She was smiling, but it faded quickly. Then she finishes what her mouth had opened to say.

"......I love you."

End of flashback

A/N: I know, I know its short.-.- I've had a hell of a time changing the story, summary, writing to the reviews. So yeah, if you haven't noticed this is my first fanfic ever, and

trust me, a couple of the reviews are quite straight forward. But they did help me, and after this fic, I'll keep your wisdom in mind,for the next fic. So when you review feel free to tell me everything that's wrong with it( just uh don't go overboard...)

Thanks,

Jenna