Hi there! This is my first Bleach fanic so I'm sorry if it's not that good. I'm not that
familiar with the characters yet. Enjoy reading!
(A/N) This is set just after the Soul Society arc.
Disclaimer: No, I do not and have never owned Bleach. But of course everyone already knew that.
There in Memories
By: kunoichi-no-yoru
Everything felt weirdly slowed down, with an unreal air to it. Even though Ichigo was sitting at the desk in his bedroom, it did not feel as though was really present. Or maybe he just felt as though something was missing about the scene. Something was causing it to feel… incomplete… Well it was time he got back to his studying.
He tried with all his might not to look at his closet door. He would half-expect Rukia to emerge from it, telling him about some new hollow threat. As much as he did not want to fight of a hollow at the moment, he would have done it gladly if the reward was seeing Rukia one more time.
But by far the most painful feeling was when he had to stand up to close his window He so vividly remembered the first night the raven-haired shinigami had entered through it and changed his life forever, more than she even realized. The window closed with a snap, abruptly ending his thoughts.
Going back to his desk he tried once more to concentrate on his schoolwork, and not on thinking how Rukia had sometimes sat on his bed, trying to make sense of the 'mortal world'. Reaching down for a textbook in his bag a piece of paper under his bed caught his eye. Bending forward he drew it out. Closing his eyes briefly, he opened them again to look at one of Rukia's ridiculous drawings where she had tried to explain Soul Society to him.
There was a sudden knock at the door. "Dinner is ready" came Yuzu's small and timid voice. "Yeah, time to eat" exclaimed Kon, bursting forth from the drawer. Ichigo pushed him back in and slammed the drawer shut. "Are you alright niisan" Yuzu asked opening the door. "Yeah" Ichigo growled back. Smiling, his sister turned around and walked downstairs.
'Time to get out of this room' Ichigo thought as he stood up. He could still hear Kon's muffled protests emanating from the closed desk drawer. Ignoring it, he reminded himself not to bring extra helpings up for Rukia.
When he reached the door he heard the distinctive click of the window opening. As he turned around the wind caressed his face and whispered in his ear. A smirk crossed his face as he softly said "I never realized you would leave such a big empty space behind". Turning his back he never saw the black butterfly fluttering past his window.
The End.
Ichigo might be a bit OOC, but I think this is how he really felt. Thanks for reading!