Ukitake sat alone, staring up at the cool night sky. He couldn't understand how Saiko couldn't remember who he was. It pained him greatly, but there wasn't much he could about her losing her memory of who she was. He let out a low sigh, lowering his head to the ground.
Saiko raised her eyebrow as she came upon the white haired man. What exactly was he doing? He looked like an idiot just sitting there as if something was going to happen. She moved closer to him, standing behind him. "What are you doing?"
He quickly turned his head to look up at her. Did she just happen upon him? He put his hand over his mouth as he started to cough. Why did it have to act up now? His green eyes closed as he fell over.
She stared at him for a moment before she stepped back a bit. Was he sick? She looked around a bit before she knelt down, picking him up in the fireman's hold. This wouldn't look weird right? Maybe no one would notice her walking back to her house, looking like she was holding an invisible object.
Saiko watched Ukitake sleep in her bed. She gently tapped her chin with her index finger. What was she supposed to do now? She couldn't exactly tell her parents that her bed was occupied by a ghost. They'd never believe her. She felt uncomfortable sleeping next to a dead guy, but she didn't want anyone to think she was weird for not sleeping in her own bed. With a heavy sigh, she crawled into the bed just so that everything appeared to be normal when it wasn't.
The next morning, she rolled over at the sound of her mother's voice calling her from the doorway. She pulled the blankets up over her face. She didn't want to get up. There was no need for her get up. There was no school today…the only day without school and she has to get up early?
Saiko slowly sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes before she jumped back a bit. She had completely forgotten about that guy being in her bed. Gently, she moved her hand closer to him, poking him several times to wake him up. "Hey…come one. Get your ass up."
Ukitake looked up at her for a moment before putting his arms on his forehead. Where was he? She wouldn't have brought him to her house, would she? "Huh? Oh…Saiko-chan. Sorry, I should get going." He said with a smile before get up out of her bed. With that, he jumped through her bedroom wall.
She was stunned for a moment, her cheeks felt a little hot. His smile was stunning to her; absolutely beautiful. Though, somehow it wasn't a happy smile. Her eyes saddened for a moment. Why did she feel bad for a dead guy? She wasn't even sure at that moment.
Saiko sighed heavily as she got out of bed and got dressed before leaving her room. The whole day she was doing what she was supposed to do, she couldn't get the white haired man off of her mind. She felt a little weird.
Later that night, she went a walk, hoping that she'd find him in the same place he was the night before. She stopped for a moment, staring at the back of his head. Slowly, she made her way up to him before sitting down. "What are you thinking about?"
Ukitake turned to look at her, raising his eyebrow. What was he thinking about? He shrugged her shoulders at her question. "Just about the old days before this happened to you."
Saiko raised her eyebrow at that moment. She didn't understand how he could remember everything about her life as a Shinigami, yet she couldn't remember a thing. Sometimes, she did wonder what exactly he was talking about and what their relationship was. "Saiko Aizen…what was she like? The old me…I want to know."
He blinked a couple times, surprised that she would even ask about her old life. He thought about it for a moment, "It would take quite a while to explain everything to you. Since I'm sure you're curious about her relationship with me."
She was taken aback at his final statement. How would he have known that that's what she was the most curious about? Maybe it was just a lucky guess? Either way, she was going to dwell on how he knew what she really wanted to know. "Alright, we can meet up every night and you can tell me a bit about my passed life with you and as this thing known as a Shinigami. How does that sound?"
Ukitake take stared at her for a moment, unsure of what to say. He would be willing to tell her, but her knowing it wouldn't exactly bring her back to him. Slowly, he nodded in agreement. "Okay…we can do that."
Saiko stood up, nodding her head. "I'll be back here tomorrow night. You better be here or I'll be very pissed off that you didn't keep up your end of the deal."
He nodded his head, "I won't forget. I'm very good a keeping promises, Saiko."
She blinked, blushing a bit as she looked away from him. She crossed her arms over her chest, "Yeah…we'll see about that, Ukitake-san." With that, she walked off, heading back home.
Other the course of several months, Saiko had learned about the person she once was; Saiko Aizen and her relationship with Jūshirō Ukitake. Of course, after spending every night with him for the past few nights, she could see why her old self fell for him. He was such a kind and gentle man, she couldn't deny that. Deep within her heart, she could tell that she was beginning to fall for him. How could she? He wasn't even really alive even if every moment she spent with him made it seem like he was. "I wish I could have remembered that all on my own…but I don't think I'll ever be that person. Who am I kidding? I'm not her. I actually, still think you have may have had me confused with someone else and just want me to be this Saiko Aizen."
Ukitake tilted his head to the side at what she said. Even after everything he told her, she didn't believe that she reminded him so much of her? Maybe she was right? Maybe he was just so pained by the fact that Saiko was gone that he would want anyone to be her? "I don't think that's it."
She nodded her head, crossing her arms over her chest. "I do think that's it! You want me to be someone I'm not so that you can feel better! Why can't you just accept the fact that I'm not Saiko Aizen and I'll never be her? Huh? Why?"
He blinked, listening to her as she spoke. Every word she said seemed to be true. Why was he acting like that? He was better than that. But he did love Saiko and he would have done everything for her when she was still in the Soul Society. Now, she was gone and no one would be able to replace her, but this girl in front of him reminded him so much of the Saiko Aizen he loved. His green eyes softened a bit to a more saddened expression. "You just reminded me of her when we first met. I honestly thought I was looking in the face of Saiko Aizen once again."
Saiko huffed, looking away from him. In a way, she was flattered that she reminded him of someone he loved but she was also mad and sad that he didn't think of her as her own person. Someone completely different from this other girl who he had loved and who was now gone. "You're such an idiot! You can't even get over this other girl enough to realize that I love you, Ukitake! Has that thought ever crossed your mind before? Well? Has it?"
Ukitake shook his head. Honestly, the thought had never crossed his mind before that she may be falling for him; not once in the months they spent together. "Saiko…I'm sorry but I don't feel the same way about you. You are a very nice girl, but I just can't. I truly am sorry."
She stared at him for a moment, her arms falling to her side. Now she had just made herself look like a fool. Telling a dead guy that she was in love with him and not having those feelings returned, she was so dumb. She turned away from him before she stood up from the ground. "It's fine…really…don't worry about it." She said softly as she walked away from him. Slowly, hot tears rolled down her cheeks, she sniffed a bit, wiping them away but they just kept coming.
He watched her silently as she started to run off towards her house. Should he have even said he didn't feel the same about her? He only said it because she isn't the same person he feel in love with the first time, it was hard to tell if she would ever be the same Saiko. He did feel bad about it, his heart ached at the fact she was upset by the whole thing.