Let There Be Drabbles
AN: Finally getting caught up in Bleach. I adore the series, but between all the tragic shojo, romantic comedies, and cop dramas that I watch, and *ahem* school, I haven't had any time for my beloved Bleach. That is until Winter break started. My mom was asking me why I was upset, and I told her "Oh Ulquiorra just turned to ash." She was like, "Wasn't he a villain?" Yes. Yes he was. I miss him already. *Cries*. Anyways, this story contains all the drabbles that are stuck in my head. Various pairings, and yes I will take requests. I'm pretty open minded, so ask away. As a fair warning, if I'm asked to do a pairing I really don't like *cough Ichihime, MomoAizen cough* I reserve the right to write at my discretion.
Ichigo wasn't a selfish guy, so yeah, he really appreciated how Inoue could heal the worst of his injuries with a few minutes and her shield thing. Whatever it was called.
She had mended holes in him that were big enough to see through. He could battle like the reckless moron he was, lose a few limbs and fatally damage organs, and it was all good.
Since he tended to get brutally injured whenever he fought, her healing abilities were a huge asset to him and everyone they knew.
Still he missed the days where the warm shield was instead a steady flow of healing kido, and the hands wiping away his blood were cold. Orihime always fussed when healing him and he guessed she just never got used to seeing people hurt. Admittedly the attention was nice, but he always felt bad when she got upset over him. Yeah, he was in pain, and he was weak, but that's why he needed healing right? Getting your ass kicked was a job requirement when it came to fighting evil.
But Rukia didn't say anything when she healed him. She just did, with a cool precision that told him a great deal of things about her. She had seen many, many injured, and she had always done her best to heal whoever was injured. Rukia loved bunnies and fighting, and that might be why he sometimes forgot how old she was, how many she had seen injured as a Shingami. Something about Rukia was timeless.
She couldn't always heal him all the way, but she did her best. Before Inoue had come along, back before Soul Society had taken Rukia back, she had always tended his wounds. Always, with those cold hands spreading the kido over him, the solemn eyes regarding him as he stood once more.
Even as Inoue healed him now, as she healed him more efficiently than Rukia could, there was a part of him wishing Rukia was here fixing him instead.
Maybe that was wrong.
But it was still true.
AN: R/R if you please! :]