A/N: Well, I started this chapter immediately since I got a review that inspired me beyond reason! Actually I'll share it with you all:

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original, the editing was fairly thorough.. I did find some errors but they
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Chapter 9

9 years

"…That is after the many painstakingly long hours of persuading the Kuchiki to let Ichigo marry his sister did Byakuya finally agree. Most didn't believe the captain would actually say yes to the man he felt as his greatest enemy, but nonetheless a grand party was issued, drinks were to go around as the blissful shinigami cheered for the lucky groom to be. Ichigo didn't seem to recollect any of the festivities, he was still in utter shock that his almost brother in law would agree to such a thing. Renji begged for Ichigo to join in the fun, after all this was certainly an unsuspected event for…"

I was going to be victorious no matter what, I along with Renji were marching up to Kuchiki manner, finally after getting lost two times. That was the point of bringing Renji and yet he still seemed to go the wrong direction.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Renji pleaded giving me the 'I can't save your ass' stare and yes that was a normal stare, for me at least.

"Of course I am, that's the point of going isn't it?" He gave a sigh sinking his step with mine.

"Yeah, but asking him if you could marry Rukia is like asking him if he could kill you." There was truth to that and I knew it all along, but still I had to try, besides was he really going to kill the captain of another squad? I gulped, I wouldn't put it past him.

"Well, then that's good news for me isn't it? Since apparently he would say yes without a second thought." I really just hope that yes was for me being bond to Rukia for all eternity. That had an odd, yet happy ring to it. In fact so did Rukia Kurosaki.

"Well, this is it. Are you sure?" Renji gave one last plead.

"Quit worrying over me, I swear nothing will happen to your sparing partner." I said with a lot more confidence then I thought I possessed when it came to this matter.

He gave a relaxed sigh. I grimaced inside my head, so I hit the bulls-eye huh? All he cared about was losing a training buddy.

"Yo, good luck." his hand landed on my shoulder squeezing tight for a second then falling to the side the next.

With that I shrugged through the doors being escorted by a maid through hall after hall until we reached two gold painted doors. How did Rukia not get lost in here?

"Enter" the all too familiar voice beckoned me inward. I inhaled deeply mustering all the strength I could gather.

"Ichigo Kurosaki. And to what do I owe this unpleasant surprise?" jeez. He could at least keep comments like that inside his head.

"I came to ask you something." He sighed not once looking up from his paperwork, nothing of course compared to my mount Everest stack of course, but that was due to me being new and not wanting to read page after page of news print.

"Apparently." he said cold-heartedly.

Ichigo relax, he doesn't intentionally try to piss you off, it's just how he is.

"I've come to ask for your-" The opening of the door behind us ripped apart all the courage I'd been saving up.

"Sorry for bothering both Captain Kurosaki and Captain Kuchiki, but here is your tea." A petite maid walked in the room carrying a trey with both a orange tea cup and a blue one. She place them on the desk with hardly a sound and scurried out of the room.

"Tea?" Kuchiki said in a somewhat host like voice, eh he was trying I suppose.

"How do I know it's not poison?" He shifted in his chair.

"Excuse me?"

Oh shit did I say that out loud? My chances are getting worse and worse, I better get this over with.

"Sorry, I said nothing."

Quickly I grabbed the blue tea cup gulping down its contents, Byakuya doing the same only in a more polite manner.

"So? I am a busy man you know."

Okay, I've rehearsed it so many times my head, 'Kuchiki I come to seek permission to marry your sister. I will swear to keep my up most respect for her and to care for her when it is needed. So, please choose your decision wisely and to think of what your sister would be more happy with.' Okay that sounded formal enough, at least for his liking right?

"Captain Byakuya Kuchiki," I had to pause to see what Byakuya was doing, it looked as if it was the day after a seriously wicked hang over. He was hunched partially over his desk, sweat forming around his eyelids.

"Get on with it Kurosaki." His voice was as if he wanted to puke right then and there, but needed me to leave before hand.

"I want to marry your sister." Well, it was spit out faster than expected, but it did get out.

"That's great Kurosaki." Now I was pretty sure something had gone wrong.

"And?" What? I'm not going to waste this opportunity of a lifetime.

"I agree, Rukia needs a man to depend on. But if I get one complaint-" I stopped him right there not wanting to know what the alternative was, "Finishing that sentence will be very unnecessary I assure you."

With that I bowed in respect and quickly walked, more like ran out of the room my captains robe swaying in the nonexistent breeze.

"It's okay Ichigo, Byakuya isn't one for wanting eternal happiness." Renji once again put his hand on my shoulder squeezing tight just as before.

"Renji, he said…"

His eyes store at me like a laser piercing my skull, "Don't beat yourself up over it, it's not like he refused you two from dating."

I wish this damn guy could listen. "But Renji when I asked he said…"

He removed his hand pulling me down the steps toward the main sidewalk.

"It seems as though putting hard liquor in your drink did give you a confidence boost." A smile was plastered across his face.

So, that's why he said yes, he drank alcohol which means either way he said yes.

"Liquor? Let me guess the orange cup?" The grin grew in size.

"Yep, very clever huh?" His hands were folded behind his head as he walked.

"It would have been clever if you knew that I always choose the opposite color if I have a choice involving the color orange."

He paused, most likely contemplating what I said, "So, I fed my captain alcohol?" his stance reverted to one that could easily be confused with being a paranoid rock star watching for groupies.

"Well, thanks to you he said yes!." I grinned, actually showing my teeth.

"See Renji, your stupidity actually does come in handy every once in a while!" (A/N: i love this line)

"Oi, Rukia! Get down here pipsqueak." A loud toppling of items filled the office.

"Don't yell. I'm right here." The lovely voice I was dieing to here was finally audible.

"Where the hell did you go? We got like ten piles of paperwork since you left." What? I was only gone twenty minutes. Soul Society really was the most feared place in the universe.

Anyway… "That's not important right now." I grabbed her by the waist dragging her in slowly towards my body.

"What do you mean unimportant? It's your job to maintane this squad." How was it that she was so prideful in her work after a hundred years of doing it?

"The squad can wait a minute."

Fierry was set loose in her, I better make this fast or I'll be with a blackeye come tomorrow. I dropped her body backing up a step, replacing my standing posture with a kneeling down pose.

"Ichigo?" My head tilted up to meet her eyes, they were confused, but at the same time knoledgable.

I took her soft porclin hand in mine bringing it to my mouth, kissing it.

"Rukia Kuchiki will you marry me?"

"…weddings were defiantly a rare occasion in soul society. The last one belonging to our very own Byakuya Kuchiki over a hundred years ago. Sadly, his wife was Sercombe by an illness and passed away many, upon many decades ago, Hisana Kuchiki, Rukia's sister. There wedding was a joyous event, Byakuya seemed like the happiest man in the world, but compared to Ichigo his happiness could be compared to a mere common sunny day. A smile lit Ichigo's face, a rare occasion indeed, everyone at that point knew that this could only be love…"

9 ½ years

"No! Renji I'm not going out there!" I hung onto the door handle as Renji tried dragging me out of the 'dressing room'.

Shit my grip was going, my hands were slowly sliding off the door.

"You have to, it's your wedding!" He gave one final tug making me fly off the door, landing me on him. Well, it serves him right.

"But I look stupid." Apparently when said person is to be married their attire is based upon a normal black shinigami outfit, but on top of that was a black rob, then since I was captain on top of that was the white one. Oh yeah don't forget the ridiculous hat, it's so horrendous looking I can't even describe it right, all I'll say is that it's black and weirdly shaped.

"Oi, you're heavy Ichigo." I jumped off of Renji, standing regaining my posture.

"And it's not that terrible, I mean I'm practically wearing the same thing since I'm your best man." Yeah, minus the hat.

A enchanting melody rang through out the temple type thing, I wasn't quite sure what they were called here. This was it, the day I say 'I do' to Rukia. My place was at the end of the long isle sheeted with a snow white carpet covered with light pink sakura pedals, courtesy of the grumpy brother-in-law. When is she going to get here? What if she ran away? What if she laughs at me for wearing these clothes?

"Chill out." How is it that Renji's hand was always on my shoulder comforting me when I start to freak out?

"But-" Before I finished the double doors spread open revealing the most anticipated arrival of my soon to be wife.

Her attire was most suiting; a white kimono with pink flower pedals embodied on the sash in the middle, a arrangement of orange flowers held at her stomach. I sighed. She had to pick orange?

The whole service wiped by, the time I wasted staring into her eyes were great.

"Do you captain Kurosaki Ichigo take Lieutenant Kuchiki Rukia to be your wife?" What was I going to say no?

"I do." my whole heart rang out just from those two syllables.

"And do you take-"

"I do" Why didn't I think of cutting to the chaise?

"I know pronounce you man and-" I didn't give the commander time to finish, my mouth was already on Rukia's, my first kiss with my newly wed wife; Rukia Kurosaki

"…Everyone could remember clearly the first time they had gone public about the accordance of their unmatchable love for each other. It was near the time Ichigo had gained the ranking as Captain. It was in fact the final day of the biggest war in all of Soul Society History. This battle entailed many horrid sights along with plenty of casualties. It was ran by ex captain Aizen Sousuke, along with gin Ichimaru and Tousen Kaname also two ex captains. They controlled the spirit demons called arrancar, hollows, and espada. But this one specific day occurred because of the love between our two characters…"

"What the class is over already? But the story was just getting good!" A girls moan disturbed the illusion the story had created on the room.

"There's always tomorrow."

All the boys packed quickly not wanting to stick around for much more of the love story, but it seemed a few liked the idea a war scene would soon come into play.

"Oh Masaki. Come here a minute." The girl did as he was told meeting with the teacher in front of the class.

"I'm curious, do you still believe that this story is truthful? After all how could it possibly take place? A death god is nothing more than a complete legend."

The school girl smiled turning around beginning her walk, "I'd say some parts are exaggerated more than others."

The teachers curious smile seemed just that curious.

"Like the wedding scene?"

She turned once again giving her teacher her full undivided attention. "No I believe that's true in its self."

"Then how about the death gods?"

It was her turn to grin, "I whole heartedly believe in them as well."

A/N: I just would like to say all your review a major confidence booster! Bold is always better! Well, wish me luck in my volleyball tournament in about two hours, I'll tell you the score when I get the next chapter up, which is basically telling you I'll upload really soon!-Your Neko Writer

Also sorry that Ichigo is a bit OOC, but he's gotten more mature over the years so therfore i figured he shouldn't be a rebel, especially on his own wedding day.