Here is the final piece of my Bleach series! Ichi/Hana forever!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach…aww man.

Warning: Male/male love

Drabble #4- Violets and Strawberries

Violet- modesty and simplicity

Hanatarou's POV

"Ichigo-san…I…I…love…you," I whisper quietly.

I shut my eyes tightly and hold my breath. Don't look. Can't face him now. Rejection hurts too much. Fight back those tears. Be strong. Yes, love is a risk…and at least I finally went for it. I hear him sigh and my heart shatters. How foolish of me…strawberries and flowers don't mix. Someone as strong, brave, and kind like him would never fall for a lowly coward such as myself. I was so stupid…and now I have to face him…and now our friendship is ruined. His friends will find out and they will hate me. I was such an idiot. Ha, born on April Fool's Day and so now the joke is on me. I deserve this pain. Yes Hana…embrace the heartache and then let it go.

"Open your eyes Hanatarou," he says gently.

As much as I don't want to, I obey…because I can never go against the one I love, "Hai?"

Our eyes meet and I melt inside. If I didn't know better…I would almost swear that was a look of pure adoration and love directed right at me. But no…that's not possible! Stupid Hana…get a grip on reality! Ichigo does not love me!

"Hana, please say it again," he pleads.

My eyes widen. I didn't expect this. Where is the rejection? I'm so confused.

"What?"

"Say my name…and tell me you love me. I need to hear it so that I can tell you the truth," he asks and grips my hands between his large ones tightly.

Oh…so warm. It feels nice. I wish these hands would hold me forever.

"Ichigo-san…I love you," I repeat with a fierce blush on my cheeks.

He breaks into a smile and says, "I love you too… my flower."

My face burns and my eyes water…but I don't care because he is holding me close and I can feel that heat entering me. He loves me too? Is this real?

"But…you're a strawberry…and I'm a flower," I whisper into his ear.

He releases me (to my great disappointment) and leans back to respond through his melodic laughter, "Yes, you are a flower…a violet…in my opinion. And you're the most beautiful flower I've ever seen. Will you be the violet to my strawberry?"

Without hesitation, I nod and he smiles at me. He loves me…and even if everyone else turns against me for taking their favorite orange-head away…I wouldn't care because he chose me.

So, I don't know if this still counts as a drabble or a one-shot. Oh well! I hope you enjoyed! Yes, it was cheesy and fluffy, but Hana has a way of turning me (and Ichigo) to mush. Please review!