Hey people, this is my first actual fic (with chapters) so please be nice if you review. I do not ask much but please tell me how I could improve with writing, if there any mistakes please tell me so and I'll fix that! So…..on with the story I guess.

MrsKurosaki

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Soul Society

Five years.

Five years since that night. Five years of thinking what could have been done to prevent what happened on that dreadful night in the main hall of Las Noches. Or what was left of it.

It had been five years after the death of Kurosaki Ichigo.

Well that's what Soul Society thought. Ever since that night he hadn't shown any signs of life or that he was safe.

((FLASHBACK))

"Aizen…" A low dark voice came from behind the said man, his hand twitched and he widened his eyes slightly.

There were bodies of Shinigami as well as many Arrancar lying around. Dead. The whole battlefield was surrounded by bodies of hollows, Arrancar and Shinigami. All the walls have been smashed and all what was left was the throne and a few walls around it. Everything had been destroyed from the impact of the great battle explosions. And the only ones standing were a Vaizard with orange hair that was now nearly covered in blood and a Shingami traitor, former captain of the 5th squad. Kurosaki Ichigo and Aizen Sousuke.

"Well Ichigo-kun, it was nice knowing you, but I think your time has come to an end. You've caused enough trouble." The former captain said in that fake calm voice even if the enemy was right behind him.

"I don't think so… traitor!.." Black and yellow eyes behind an evil mask were glaring daggers at the man in front. If looks could kill, Aizen would have been sent to hell a long time ago. Aizen turned around only to be met by a sleek black sword ripping through his abdomen, as so he winced in pain. The Vaizard before roughly turned the sword to the side, still in the enemy's body and pulled it out violently causing blood to splutter everywhere. He didn't care if it was gruesome. He didn't care if got the traitors blood on his robes. As long as it caused him pain, he was satisfied.

No, no. That wasn't the Ichigo we all knew. This wasn't the stubborn, friendly and protective Shinigami substitute. This is the dark side of him. The hollow side. But he was still in control if his mind and body its just that his soul has been filled with every killing intent that could exist. Every part of him was focused at it's prey. Aizen. Aizen who was covered by scratches, two large gashes on his chest which didn't look that were going to stop bleeding any time soon and abdomen was stabbed right through. Ichigo didn't look too good either. He had a thick gash on each shoulder, his chest was covered by not too thick slashes but they continued to bleed profusely.

After hours of fighting both Shinigami and Vaizard had enough.

"Why don't we end this once and for all, Aizen.." The hollow voice suggested, a black and red reiastu emerging from his body.

"I was thinking the same, strange isn't it?" He received no answer. His body, too, started to get surrounded by bright reiastu..

That was going to be the end…

Two extremely powerful powers clashed together.

All the Shinigami that survived watched in awe as the scene started to fall into place slowly.

There was a brief second of silence….

Followed by an enormous explosion. All that was left of Las Noches was swept to the ground. A flash illuminating the darkness. Shinigami shielding themselves. Cries from hollows from the distance.

After a long moments, the area was clearing from the rubble. All what was left, was nothing but the survivors in the middle of a dark desert.

"Ichigo! Where's Ichigo?!" A raven haired shinigami screamed.

"Calm, Rukia…" An emotionless voice answered.

"But h-he HE COULD BE DEAD RIGHT THIS MOMENT WHY ARE STANDING HERE DOING NOTHING!!" She was answered by a hand on her shoulder and turned around.

A few moments passed.

"Ukitake-Taichou…" She whispered.

The white-haired captain sighed sadly.

"Rukia-san, you can feel it, don't you? Ichigo-kun…." He trailed off, they all knew why and what happened.

There was no sign of Kurosaki Ichigo's reiastu. Not even a trace.

He was gone.

"No. no, Ichigo.." She whimpered as tears rolled down her face. Right now she didn't give a damn about what her Nii-sama was thinking or about the Kuchiki rules referring to emotions.

She had lost her close friend.

All shinigami bowed their heads.

Soul Society had lost a trustworthy comrade and to most of them, too lost …..a friend.

((End of flashback))

Present time: Five years later.

It had been five years now. Most people got over the grief but still didn't let it go easily. But for some other people things weren't going as others.

The Kurosaki household isn't the same as it used to be. There was no more Isshin going crazy, only cracking a few jokes every now and then. He only said 'goodmornin'' and started filling out medical forms to get his mind drifting off.

Yuzu still pretty much did all the house duties as she always did, but she wasn't that chirpy and happy anymore now, all her smiles were fake, she wore dark clothing and when alone she always cried. Cry for her Onii-chan whom she always seeked comfort to apart from her sister.

Karin still followed her dreams of playing football but now she didn't have her Ichi-nii who taught her what she knew now. She didn't go to the park that often because it reminded her of the times her big brother would play one-on-one even if he always claimed to hate the sport.

And that's how it was over the last five years.

There is poster of Ichigo when he was sixteen hanging next to his mothers that Isshin put up and it read: 'Ichigo Forever'.

His room was still untouched since the day his family found out where he really was. Everything had been explained to his family although Isshin knew pretty much all of it but he and the twins were eager to find out more.

All of Ichigo's friends who went through it knew as well and told Tatsuki, Mizuiro and Keigo about what happened and kept it confidential. They had been rather silent about everything and told his teachers some excuse for leaving so suddenly.

Back in Soul Society

Rukia was leaning against the Sakura tree in the Kuchiki Gardens, thinking about all the events that taken place dramatically in Hueco Mundo.

'Ichigo.'

Memories have been replaying in her mind of the happy times she had in the living world, but then her mind would go back to Las Noches. She had been devastated for months, maybe years about Ichigo's disappearance from her life and all the losses of lives and she wouldn't let go of the grief. She was now very silent and had lost her enthusiasm what so ever.

She always denied her feelings about the orange-haired Shingami. But when someone brought him up to a conversation her heart would start beating faster and she wouldn't stop thinking about him.

She couldn't stop thinking about him.

'Oh why? Why now? Why do I start thinking about him now, w-when….he's gone……..disappeared? Just why do I l-love him?' She started sobbing now, she tried to hold the tears back but failed. There were questions but sadly no answers..

She wanted him back.

She needed him back.

But she knew those wishes were just too much to ask for.

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Okay! I know it was pretty angsty but next chapter will be onto developing the story and showing the real plotline so bear with me! This after all was just a prologue he he. The next chapter should be up soon. Oh yes, please tell me any mistakes and what do you this. : :