A/N: Hey guys! This idea came to me yesterday. Well, more like, I dreamed this idea yesterday when I was taking a nap. I really like this idea of mine and from what I read so far, this idea isn't taken, yet. Is it? Anyways, here comes the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. If I did, the latest manga would be about Ichi and Ruki making babies!
I used to believe that people live by chances. Every second, every minute, every hour, every day and so, are made up with chances. But never with destiny. Before, I think that the word 'destiny' is far too cliche. A word that only lives in romance novels and films but to be perfectly honest, I don't really know what it means. What it feels like. And even how it tastes like. But that was then. Until a certain dainty midget taught me how people's lives revolves around their destiny.
For Ichigo, nothing can be more lovelier than this woman before him. She was dressed in a purple kimono that reaches up to her ankles with varieties of colorful flowers that adorned it. Her silky, raven tresses sways against the gentle breeze of the night. Her cerulean-plum eyes looked more precious than jewels as she gaze at the twinkling stars above the purple-tinted sky. The pale moonlight bathed her porcelain skin which makes her look like a goddess that has descended the humble earth. Her lips are so delectable and plump that gave it was unbearable not to kiss it.
Beautiful.
Is the only word that his mind can process for it seemed that her eternal beauty had blocked his mind. He can't do anything but adore the sight.
It is no wonder why he fell so deeply in love with her and he can never be more grateful for the fact that she feels the same way for him too. Thinking about it makes him reflect on himself and he can't help but wonder how he got so god damn lucky. He was aware that his heart is beating faster that the usual and he thought it'll burst any minute. His blood seems to circulate faster than usual too. It felt amazing. Adrenaline-like amazing. The feeling building up inside him makes him fall deeper in love with her.
"Ichigo, do you believe in destiny?" her angelic voice snapped him out of his reverie. He even let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
"I-I don't know?" his eyes widen when he realize what he just did and said. He believe with all his heart that he is a man of confidence. Never in his life did he mistrust his own ability of speaking but now, this woman before him makes him do the things he isn't aware he was capable of. Even the most pathetic of those as to stutter. Then again, this is Kuchiki Rukia we are talking about.
All these things she do to him.
She chuckled at his response and Ichigo thinks its the most beautiful sound that he had heard. Next to her laugh, of course. "I believe in destiny, Ichigo. The very proof of it is right before my eyes," she paused to smile at him, "I believe it links a person to another. When they are linked, no matter what happens, in the end, they will always find each other. I also believe that if the memory fails, destiny will sing it out for them."
Sooo, how was it? Good? Bad? Should I hide behind a table before you seize me with tomatoes? XD
Anyways, a review would be nice! Please?
Ichigo: Che, pathetic. Begging for reviews... *scowls*
Rukia: Don't be mean, berryhead. I think her story is nice.
Ichigo: Still, it doesn't match up with OUR story.
Rukia: You're right about that. Anyways, help her get reviews.
Ichigo: Eh? No way in hell!
Rukia: *sugary high pitched tone* Help her or you won't get laid for a week. :D
Ichigo: -reluctantly- Fine! Hey, give her reviews and I'll show you my pretty six pack abs. *smirks*