Hello, I am back again. Thank you Trilobitemk7, Jiamwy, abilityPOINT, BoogiepopShippuden for reviewing…insert smiley face of your choice. Thanks JM for helping me with this chapter, aka. almost dictating the entire story, except for the last paragraph..

Disclaimer(I realised i forgot to put this in the previous chapter): I can only own bleach in my dreams...no...scratch that, i will never own bleach.

Now on with the story…

"Kurosaki Ichigo, due to some unfortunate circumstances, we won't able to meet, but after a majority vote by our captains, we have decided to appoint you the captain of the third division."

Ichigo got shocked.

"What do you mean? Are you serious? Why do you all suddenly want me to be captain?"

"Kurosaki Ichigo, soul society needs you now, as we need to have at least one captain to take over the two missing seats. We need to prevent this humiliation from getting worse, and you Kurosaki Ichigo is the most suitable candidate, and you were part of the arrancar war, and you were the one who killed Aizen. We will give you three days to think about it, dismissed."

The soutaicho swept out of the room, leaving Ichigo stunned.

Zaraki grinned with pleasure, and whispered menacingly into Ichigo's ear "You better accept this position, kid. I look forward to "working out" with you. Ichigo turned a strange shade of white, as he gave an awkward smile towards him (A/N Characters may seem a little OOC .)

Zaraki left and Renji walked past Ichigo, barely glancing at him. Slowly the captains started to disperse, leaving Ichigo, as he sighed and turned around, walking towards who-knows-where.

He saw Rukia approaching him. Rukia looked up towards Ichigo, for a moment, he thought he saw her face softened a little, but it immediately turned cold again. "Follow me Kurosaki Ichigo"

Ichigo sighed as he wondered why everyone was treating him this coldly. Even though he knew that soul society was not a happy-friendly-warm place, but it was just too weird. Rukia led Ichigo into his residence. She turned around, about to walk off, when Ichigo grabbed her hand, "wait."

Rukia, a little taken aback, turned around while avoiding his gaze. "What do you want…"she whispered.

Ichigo asked her "why are everyone treating me this way, especially you Rukia?"

Ichigo tried to look her in the eye. Rukia said "after you left…me and Renji have been…spying on you a little, we know you tried to forget about us…" Rukia couldn't bear it anymore, she turned around, looking at him was too much for her to bear.

"Rukia… the winter war was stretched too long, many lives were lost, for God's sake, I even killed Aizen...there was too much blood..."

Hearing Ichigo's harsh tone, Rukia was stunned. She had no idea how much the war had changed him. He was no longer the 15 year old punk, now, he was a mature 17 year old, who looked like he had seen much violence and sorrow. Violence and sorrow which no 15 year old should have seen.

sorry for cutting the chapter at a weird point...Please review xD