Bleach One Shots

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The best Bleach One Shots you might ever read (unless I make a better compilation!)

These will all be so random and funny and so fluffy it's like drowning in cotton balls in the middle of a SNL skit.

Some of them, however, will be so sad and full of angst you will cry.

Take it in!

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Coffee Shop

Ichigo's POV

"What is… a frap-puh-chi-no?"

I silently cursed and simply pulled Rukia's wrist even harder. I dragged us to a table, along with the 'suspicious-looking' 'people'.

What the hell am I doing?

Bringing the shinigami that were here over to a Coffee Shop had to be my worst decision ever.

I had Rukia Kuchiki, Renji Abarai, Madarame Ikkaku, Rangiku Matsumoto, and Toshiro Hitsugaya with me. It could've been worse.

If Zaraki Kenpachi were with us!

"I'll have anything with coffee in it," Renji announced.

Ever since he had some of the damn stuff he couldn't get his hands off coffee based products. I knew that he loved mocha too. So I knew to get him a mocha frap.

Whereas I knew that Matsumoto, Hitsugaya, and Ikkaku would all want crap with chocolate in it. Hitsugaya preferred dark chocolate, Matsumoto preferred white chocolate, and Ikkaku preferred any chocolate with caramel.

Did I just think that?!

Rukia, however, was a tricky person to know what to get. She always wanted something different. I mean, last time we came she wanted a strawberry milkshake (ha ha. No perverted thoughts, please.), but the time before that, she wanted a caramel expresso.

… I should be a barista.

I ended up buying a mocha frap, a white chocolate milkshake, a dark chocolate frap, a caramel-chocolate milkshake, and Rukia's new spontaneous decision for a hot chocolate.

Oh, and I got a small coffee for myself.

I knew the barista was trying not to laugh. Her eyes were bulging and her smile was puffy and her cheeks were so huge that 'laughing' would be an understatement.

All the shinigami (with the exception of Rukia, who was partially used to coffee shops) looked so retarded I swear I wish I could have rolled up into the fetal position and died on the spot.

When I got our drinks and sat down, they all looked at their drinks in fascination.

Then they all grabbed and drank.

"Not…bad." Toshiro said in monotone.

"This tastes amazing!" Matsumoto blurted, alerting everyone within a 50 foot radius.

"Good… not as good as sake though." Ikkaku managed through his quick slurping.

"YUMYUMYUMYUM!" Renji screamed (with a caffeine overload).

Rukia smiled at the taste of her hot chocolate. "Mmm…" she moaned. "It's good. Thank you."

I managed a half-smile at her. At least there was a little peace and happiness I could have in this coffee shop.

We just stared at each other's eyes for at least 30 seconds.

Which were 29 too much?

"No… problem."

Just about everyone was staring at the 'suspicious people'. When they saw Rukia and I look at each other, I heard 'woos' and 'that's so cutes' and so many other things that I swear I wanted to wring their necks.

The barista walked by our table (to 'clean the table next to ours'). She smiled as she passed us and managed to whisper something to me.

"She's a cutie, son. Don't let this one fall loose on you. You do realize that you have 3 other men sitting with you?"

I slumped back in my chair. Why oh why did everyone always get the wrong impression?

Rukia tapped on my shoulder. "Hey Ichigo… look at that."

She pointed to the table behind us. She had a fascinated look on her face. I turned around.

There were two people… well… to put it straight, the girl was practically drinking her boyfriend's coffee out of his mouth. Like, with her freaking tongue.

I had picked the wrong day for a coffee craving.

"Oh Tsubasa," she cooed loudly through their make out session. "You make this coffee taste so much better."

"I'm glad that the feeling is mutual, babe."

What a corny pickup line.

I turned around hastily and took a quick gulp of my coffee.

"We're leaving," I announced, trying to stand up.

"I'm not done," Hitsugaya said silently.

"But~"

"I'm not done."

That glare of his was so cold I knew it meant 'Listen to me or I will hack your head off with Hyoumimaru'.

"Hey Ichigo," Matsumoto said, still staring at the couple with interest. "Does kissing actually improve the taste of a beverage?"

Renji choked on his coffee.

"How the hell am I supposed to know?" I asked.

"Well, I'm going to experiment," she said in a matter-of-factly tone.

NONONONONONONONO

I shielded my virgin lips.

Matsumoto took a large gulp of her drink and smashed her lips on a shocked Ikkaku.

The Coffee Shop fell silent.

I stared with utter disgust at the sloppy kiss. I saw so much tongue that I wondered if she was trying to lick the saliva out of his mouth.

When Matsumoto finally pulled away, Ikkaku was gasping for air.

"How did that taste?" she asked.

"…good, actually." He muttered.

I saw Renji take a look at his frap then a look at Rukia.

That little-

Just as that happened Rukia looked at her hot chocolate with curiosity, then she peered over at me.

"NO!!!!" I practically screamed.

Someone freaking SHOOT ME.

So I sat there in the Coffee Shop, slouching in my chair in disbelief.

I give up.

I knew that the shinigami all discussed about their new discovery of 'beverage improvement'.

I knew that the couple behind us was still 'at it'.

I knew that the barista was probably texting all of her friends to tell them about the strange orange haired guy and his friends.

I knew that I was screwed for life and I couldn't go back to my favorite coffee shop.

But somehow, in the midst of all this, I felt Rukia's leg lean on mine as we sat there in silence.

She laughed as she finished her drink and I stared. Rukia was laughing both at me and with me (because of my stupidity on bringing them here and because of the sheer humor).

Her eyes twinkled like I had never seen before, and her smile could melt anyone's heart.

I felt the coffee in my mouth taste a little stale.

Maybe I would like to try 'beverage improvement' one day after all.

I Realized…

Saddest of the bunch. Made me cry for her! .~

Could be a two-shot…

Orihime's POV

I realized.

I saw the way he looked at her. She always lifted his spirits, she always made him try harder, and she made him smile.

I made him miserable, I made him frustrated, and I made him feel dark.

So I realized.

Ichigo… just didn't feel the same way.

As the days passed, my heart was still full of hopefulness.

Maybe I was wrong. Maybe… he did love me.

As the days turned to weeks, and the weeks into months, I realized.

I was lying to my own heart. I was too afraid to shatter it, when I knew that if I told myself the truth it would be all okay.

As time progressed I saw her look at him differently.

Ichigo had always been a boy to her.

Now, he was a man in her eyes.

He was a man in her heart.

Love is a blessing. It soothes us all, making us feel warm, making us laugh, and cry. Love is all we need in this world, and I know it.

However, love is also a curse. If it is denied…

Your heart will feel empty.

Rukia… she's beautiful. She has beautiful violet eyes and raven hair. She's beautiful… both inside and out.

I have long orange-brown hair and grey-amber eyes. I guess I am beautiful on the outside, but am I really beautiful on the inside?

When I tried to… kiss him that night before I left for Hueco Mundo…

…I felt something within me and I knew…

…that it was never meant to be like this. Affection can be given, but it must be received or denied.

I closed my eyes and stopped the tears as I stood there.

I opened my eyes and peeked over the corner wall. I was not supposed to be here, yet I was.

Could I really be beautiful on the inside indeed?

The night was young and cherry blossoms flew in the air, floating gently around the two. I almost believed that someone was using kidou to control it, because the sakura blossoms all simply lingered near them..

Late spring in the Seireitei was beautiful. It was unlike any other spring in the world of the living. I loved spring.

Tonight I had mixed emotions.

"Ichigo," Rukia said quietly. "Maybe you should consider it…"

She fingered with the strap of her arm cast. Rukia was covered in bandages, and she broke her arm and some of her left collarbone.

She got the injuries fighting 7 Gillian alone. She had almost won, but three left her half-dead in the park down the street from my house.

My healing couldn't do anything. Her breathing had almost stopped, and her eyes, which usually were bright, looked so light and shallow I cried. We had to rush her to the medicinal corps in Seireitei, and even there we weren't sure if she would make it.

We had all been so devastated. Byakuya-san was silent, but we all could see the pain in his eyes. Renji-san… he was… enraged. He swore he would kill whoever dared to injure her like this.

The person most overwhelmed was Ichigo.

He went so far as to hunt down the remaining three, and in his rage, cut himself up in the process of his revenge. He was fatally injured by a Death-Blast, which almost blew his right arm right off.

Once Ichigo was rushed to medicinal corps Rukia was crushed. She went as far as to offer her own healing team to go and help him, even if it meant her own life would be in danger. Rukia felt responsible for his injuries… and now, she was trying to get him to stop. He had to stop everything.

"You have to consider it." She decided blankly. "Commander Yamamoto has a special team of kidou-corps… who can remove your power. They can take away all the pain…"

Ichigo stood there. His arm was bandaged as well, and it hung by his side limply.

"There is no way…"

Rukia brought her good arm up to his lips and shushed him. "Listen," she begged him.

Ichigo furrowed his brow, but then gave in.

"You have done so much… you've risked everything…" she choked. "I don't want you to die. You have so much in store for in life, and being here, with the shinigami, is cutting your life short. You don't deserve to be with all these… souls. You belong with the living."

"I don't care!" said Ichigo. "I like doing everything I'm doing! I feel like it's my duty..."

I felt my heart skip a beat. Poor Kurosaki-kun…

Rukia shushed him again. Tears welled in her eyes.

"It is not your duty. You have family, friends, and school to worry about. That is your duty." She whispered. "We shinigami can't be part of your life." She paused.

"I can't be in the mix."

"Kuchiki-chan…" I whispered to myself quietly. Was she really serious about this?

"If you get your powers removed, the hollow will be gone too," Rukia continued. "All the enemies coming after you will stop once your reiatsu disappears. You'll be safe enough for your life. You could finish school, go to a 'University', and eventually start your own Kurosaki clan," she choked. "Just leave us, Ichigo. I…" She paused. "I care about you too much. You can't die."

Ichigo stood still.

"Will you please…?" Rukia whispered. "Do it for me?"

He didn't reply. He simply leaned in.

It was then I realized.

He didn't tell her 'I love you'. He didn't kiss or hug her, or confess undying feelings.

Ichigo smiled and pushed the bang on Rukia's forehead behind her ear gently. She blinked in surprise.

"Rukia," he whispered.

Rukia seemed to elevate in height. She tiptoed and leaned forward as he grasped the back of her head gently and brought it towards his face.

I could've died on the spot if he had done what both Rukia and I expected he would do. I bit my lips and balled my fists in anticipation.

"No. Way." He finished, flicking her forehead lightly.

And with that, Ichigo walked away laughing confidently. He left Rukia standing there, confused. She wiped the tears out of her eyes, and after a few seconds, she smiled and laughed as well.

"I'm so stupid," she said quietly. "He will never listen to me."

It was that contact. That light flick on her forehead made me realize.

Even though my heart felt empty and my eyes welled with tears, I managed to smile.

I hope I'll find the guy who will flick me.