A/N: First story ever! -_-"! I'm so afraid! I know it's kind of weird for a first story to be a HitsuRuki oneshot collection but I guess that's all that came into mind since I'm not exactly the smartest person out there! Please review and make your Innocent Kaname happy!

Oneshot: 1

I Promise

Rukia ran through the woods for the millionth time. How long has she been running? More than 2 hours of course and she didn't know how much of it that she could take. Tripping over a long out rooted branch in the fall seasoned forest she found herself face to face with the ground. It took all her might to not succumb to her desires and just pass out on the ground right there. Using what little energy she had left she forced her body up to only meet eye-to-eye of what she was running from.

"Rukia are you okay?" He asked taking a step closer to her. She took a step back.

"Do not touch me Toshiro, I do not know who you are anymore," Her voice was hoarse from running for so long. He frowned and looked down.

"I should've never told you," He muttered. Fury welled in her chest and she balled up her fists.

"What? You should've never told me that you've been this…this creature for so long? Is that what it is?" She spat. He sighed and stared at the forest floor as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

"It's not a 'creature' it's a Werewolf. " He paused. "Look Rukia, it's not safe for you to be out here; it's almost night. Kurosaki or Abarai might not want to hurt you but it doesn't go for all of them. Souls as pure as yourself is definitely what their looking for." She knew what he meant as 'they'. They as in the rest of the weird vampires that lived in Karakura Town that were going after her. She didn't know what she was thinking running through the woods at night like some idiot off of those horror movies when she was well aware of the things that chose the current timing to kill innocent people. She found her miser too big for her to handle as she found herself in his embrace crying like she has never cried before.

"Promise me that she will protect me," She muttered while he stroked her hair.

"I promise," He whispered nuzzling himself closer to her.

A/N: I KNOW! Corny…Lame AND confusing. This is thanks to Dirtyspots-sama for getting me addicted to fantasy stories. *Banging head on wall* now I'm stuck this way. Please review and request stories or such!