Title: Yours Forever

Summary: 2 years had passed since Ichigo died and it's time for Rukia to move on. But the problem is, she can't. While on a break to visit Ichigo's family in the human world, she accidentally meets Kasaki Ryota, an Ichigo look alike who can also see ghosts. Could this guy be the answer to her prayers?

Genres: drama

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.

Chapter 1. Death of a hero

"Ichigo!" she cried, scrambling over to his side. He was seriously injured from his fight with the traitor Aizen, his death god robe soaked in his own blood. "Ichigo, hey!" He was barely breathing, his eyes shut close.

"Ru—Rukia," he whispered, opening his heavy eyelids at the sound of her worried voice, "Rukia…"

"I'm here." She held his head up so he could speak properly and rested it on her shoulder. Her hand gripped his arm.

"It's over…" he mumbled, "Aizen's dead. You're safe…..Soul Society is safe."

"Yes, we're safe. Ichigo, stop talking. The medical team will arrive soon, then they can heal your wounds." Her voice sounded shaky, her body trembling as she held him close.

"N—No, I need to tell you something."

"It can wait. Tell me after you recover."

"No, I can't…wait that long anymore. My body's so heavy, I can't move it anymore. I'm going to—"

"NO, YOU'RE NOT! Stop talking like that, it isn't over.!" Her vision blurred as tears pooled in her eyes. "It's not yet over."

"I'm so s-sorry. Please d-don't cry, Rukia."

"Stupid moron! After all these years you haven't changed, idiot. You're always making me cry."

"Yeah…..I do. I'm sorry it has to end like t-this…" He finally gave in at the weight of his eyelids and closed it; his breathing was slowing down every second. "I love you…."

She felt his body go limp in her arms. "I-Ichigo." She held his head to her chest, letting her hand run through his orange hair. She couldn't control her tears and it rolled down to her cheeks. "I-Ichigo….I love you too."

( 2 years later )

The wind blew on her dark hair as she laid the bouquet of flowers beside his grave. She lighted some incense and muttered her prayers, pausing for a while when she felt a familiar reiatsu nearby.

"You're here pretty early," he said.

"So are you," she replied, turning to face her red headed friend treading up the hill, "Renji."

"Yeah, well, I thought it might be better to pay him a visit earlier. You know, so I won't have to go later, when it's already crowded."

"Yeah."

"But umm…..I suppose you'll stay here until the sun sets or until your brother calls you to get back home."

"Yeah, I'll probably do that."

Renji squatted on the ground, facing his grave, and lighted his own incense. "Two years already huh." He bowed his head and offered his respect to his former rival. "Two years since the legendary Kurosaki Ichigo died."

Silence fell between them for a few seconds while Renji cursed himself for mentioning his name.

"Hey, Rukia, you know I hate seeing you like this. C'mon, lighten up a bit will ya?"

"I'm sorry, Renji. I just…. kept on remembering the time when I held his cold body, when I heard his last words…. I miss that idiot so much—" her voice failed her and she buried her face in her hand.

The sound of her crying stabbed his heart. Damn that Ichigo! Why did he have to die? Dammit!

"Rukia….. I think it would be best if you move on."

Well, that's chapter one. I hope you like it! Pls R&R. thanks. Corrections and comments are welcome!