Chapter 1: It Must Have Been Fate....
Hello, this is my first fan-fiction I have ever made. Constructive criticism would be most appreciated! Please, if you have any "personal" comments to make, positive or negative, email me at or . Other suggestions or any other comments just leave it in the reviews if you would. A Few side notes.
Thoughts of characters are in italics
The story is mainly "Ichiruki". No concepts from the Bleach storyline are used, This story is just my imagination
Swords are Replaced by Guns and Fist Fighting All That Good Jazz.
Also We All Now IchigoxRukia Is Meant to BE! :D
I Write in A weird way so don't hate my Wall O text.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Bleach or its characters. If I did Ichigo and Rukia would already be dating The made up parts are mine but if you find them similar to your story or anyone's story I assure you I didn't steal.
"Damn another hour to go." Ichigo thought as he stood behind the counter. He really wanted to quit this terrible job but he needed the money and he was lucky enough he got this job.
He Looked out the window it was snowing and even worse hailing outside and he had a fifteen minute walk home. A customer came in and his staring out into space ended.
*A Hour Later*
He closed the door behind him ,took his keys out and locked it. He hated working late. The snow and hail was coming down fast and hard. He began to walk jumping from little areas with roofing to the next. He knew this was not the best idea because of possible ice but he did the best to stay away from it. The street lights didn't provide much light either. He continued his walk and up in the distance he could barley make it out but what it looked like was a body! He ran to the body almost slipping and falling. He went by her side she was wrapped in a small blanket stained with a bit of blood. She was shivering that was a great sign. He took off his jacket and carefully put it on her and Wrapped the blanket around her as well. She opened her eyes her beautiful purple eyes. He hugged her close and began to run carefully home. He made it to the apartment and ran inside. He slammed his side into the up arrow signaling the elevator to come down. It arrived in a few seconds and he pressed the number two the girl hasn't spoken at all. Ichigo was a bit worried.
They got into the house and he ran to his room. He put her down on the bed and put his blanket it over her. "I Will be right back." She nodded. She was so confused and full of pain. Who was this man? Why did he save her? The questions would have to wait. He came in with what looked like a beat up container with a red cross on it. "A medical kit." she thought. He asked her if it was ok if he took the blanket, the jacket , and the next part he didn't want to ask but her clothes. Her eyes opened in shock and she went to speak. " You have a gunshot wound in your side." He responded making her stay silent. " I promise I won't hurt you he said. She nodded. He took the blanket off followed by the smaller blanket. He took the jacket and then he reached for her shirt. She on the other hand was a bit nervous and said " I'm not wearing anything underneath." She had a tint of red on her face. " Oh." He said. She looked at him " I was just warning you but please continue." She still had her eyes closed. He continued taking her clothes off. She was now bare and shivering a bit. He looked at the wound. He could take out the bullet. He asked her if he could take it out she said " Yes please." He proceed with caution. He got the bullet out and patched it up. She sighed with relief. He took some clothes out of his closet and gave them to her. " Can you dress?" She got up Wincing in pain. " I will help you." He put the shirt o covering her lower half. He took off her pants and helped her into boxers followed by shorts. He then helped her to bed. She fell asleep quickly he sat in the window cell looking out into the distance.