This story is dedicated to Misha. The deceased author of Marriage For a Million.
Title: Second Chances
Summary: Ichigo Kurosaki vowed to Hichigo's grave that he would avenge his brother's death, knowing who and the reason of Hichigo's death. His method was using a certain raven haired innocent woman but as his plan starts to work, an undeniable attraction starts between them that made him question himself. Is it time to stop his revenge before it's too late?
Rating — T
Genres: Romance, drama
The warm light of the afternoon sun creeped inside the curtains of Ichigo's room. It was blinding his eyes and he used his hand to cover his face. Standing up he went over to the window but before he could shut it tightly close, a familiar sight caught his eyes.
Immediately, Ichigo grabbed his black shirt and jeans then ran downstairs to where the person he wants to see the most sitting on the sand and gazing at the sun, almost he hiding away from the sky.
The company was having a vacation Trip, that's why they're here on the famous beach in Shinjuku. And she's here as well.
Ichigo spotted her, in her usual spot. Sitting on the sand, gazing at the sea or the sun sets, but what caught His attention more is that face. That lovely, striking, innocent, pretty face of hers, at that time was calm and relaxed.
His steps quickened, he could feel the sand on his feel because he forgot to wear his slippers on. His heart having a quick cadence at the sight of her hair gently swaying by the wind's gentle blow.
This time she closed her eyes and Ichigo sat beside her, just content of watching that face of her. Then she sighed, ever slowly. He swallowed hard and remembered a certain memory. She opened her eyes and looked beside her, her purple, mesmerizing eyes widening at him but as quick it returned to normal.
'I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here sir.'
Her voice, so familiar it made his chest hurt.
'No it's okay and you don't have to be so formal Rukia.' He spoke in a gentle voice and stared at her.
She looked away, avoiding his gaze.
'Rukia.'
No answer.
'Rukia'
Still no answer. His heart giving a pained beat.
Suddenly, she stood up dusting off sand on her clothes.
'It's getting late. I have to go back."
But before she could walk away, Ichigo immediately stood up and hugged her petite form from behind. She gasped in surprised but he held her tighter as if she'd run away, burying his face on her neck, inhaling that sweet familiar scent of hers.
'How long are you going to avoid me like this?' He whispered that only she could hear. 'Please Rukia. I can't take this anymore. Stop it. Stop pretending that I don't even exist.'
A warm tear falls from his eyes and it dropped on her creamy shoulder. 'I know what I've done and I'm sorry. Rukia if I could turn back the time, I'll take a different path, but I can't.' He choked out. 'Haven't I suffered enough, all those years without you, I was miserable enough to die. So please ...'
Ichigo kisses her shoulder softly as he inhales yet again. 'Come back to me. I .. I still love you Rukia.'
A/N: The prologue. The idea came from 'One Last Chance' with permission from Sw8rukia of course. But I'm writing my own version of it.
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