This popped into my head last night and I thought I'd write it out.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only their actions.
Rukia's POV
:: Flashback::
"Thank you." He looked up at the sky and I knew he could no longer see me. Tears started to finally come out… at least he never had to see me cry. I turned around to go through the open gate home. Hah, I have no home. The entire Soul Society once tried to kill me, now it held nothing for me. I had everything I ever wanted, everything I needed, in the World of the Living. A normal life that I never got the chance to have. A family, one that wanted you. Not a deceased sister who left you on the streets as a baby. He gave me that. He shared his family, his lifestyle, and now he couldn't see me. With one last look back, I walked through the gate. He was crying. I was through the gate before I heard him screaming. But not too far away for me to hear him calling, no pleading, my name.
"RRRRUUUUUUKKKKIIIIIII-" Door Close
"… Thank you."
I couldn't stay here, and watch him suffer. There was nothing we could do for him. No way for him to regain his powers. Nothing, nothing…
:: End of Flashback::It had been only 2 months, but it was still there. The pain the loss. And for some reason, rejection. I had been in my quarter's everyday, refusing to do my job, to eat, or to talk to anyone other than Ukitake-taicho.
"Rukia… are you in here?"
"Ohayo, Ukitake-taicho." I was glad he came. He did most of the talking, and sometimes I listened. I didn't know why I was in depression. I think I was in shock for the first week, and I didn't care enough to fight it. So it consumed me. Today, I listened.
"Ohayo, Rukia-san." He had insisted on calling me Kuchiki-san, but after a month of that I finally broke him down and he stopped doing that. "Someone's here to see you." For a split second, I imagined a shock of orange hair was coming through the door, but nothing happened. Ukitake-taicho sensed the flare in my reistsu, and chuckled a little.
"I don't care. I don't want to see anyone." The last person who came to see me was Mayuri-taicho, and he claimed to have found a way to bring 'his' powers back. (He had been forewarned about saying his name. The last person who said that was Renji, and it ended badly for him.)
:: Flashback::
"Hello, Kuchiki-san!"
"Go 'way, I don't want to talk…"
"Ahh.. But you will yet. For I have found a way to get Ichi-erm… his powers back!" Under my depressed-anger glare he sped up his speech. But he took it as a sign to carry on.
"First, we locate him in the World of the living. Then, after we kill him, we attach this sensor on his ne-"
"STOP! ARE YOU CRAZY? You can't kill him! He has a life! A real one, not hindered by ghosts or hollows! This is what he wanted all along… to be undisturbed…" I turned away from him. He tried to continue talking, but Ukitake-taicho and Shunsui-taicho wrestled him out.
:: End of Flashback::
"No, not again.." I think Ukitake-taicho could feel my flashback and said:
"It's not him again. It's your brother." In the 2 months that I've been keeping myself imprisoned in my room, he had never sent word to see if I was ok, or came to see me. Nii-sama.
"Wha-"He too was a wreck. A somewhat still noble wreck. He wasn't wearing his scarf.
"Rukia, we need to talk. It's unhealthy to keep yourse-OOF" I tackle hugged him and we both fell to the ground. The tears I had locked away weeks after I condemned myself broke free.
"I'm.. so-sorry, Nii-sama.." I was sobbing now. I knew it was bad to show emotion on front of my brother but I couldn't help it.
"Rukia. Rukia, I was sent here to talk to you about that Kurosaki boy."
"Nii-sama, don't-"
"No, Rukia, listen. I am part of an alliance called The Kurosaki Relieve." (A/N I know the name sucks go with it) "It consists of some of the smartest Shinigami in Seiretei to find a way to rekindle the spiritual powers in him. He was a great asset to us, and we cannot sit by and wait for him to die. We want your presence at our next meeting. You will attend, and be presentable. I'll send a hell butterfly for you tonight. Sayonara, Rukia." Then he smiled. The real Byakuya smile. Not the Kuchiki one he was taught. I felt something stir in me I hadn't felt before. I knew I couldn't hide anymore.