Okay I had a snow day Wednesday, my Internet was down but I have finally decided I will write as much as I can and post it when the Internet starts up again. So here is the next part. Sorry if it's bad but I seem to be having a bit of a slight case of writer's block. Sigh. It's just one thing after the other.
Disclaimer: Sadly enough I don't own Bleach or any of its characters nor do I make any money off of these works. So don't come after me. Kay? I have no money to give you anyways.
Chapter 3
She too shocked to answer him with a nasty comeback let alone kick him hung her head down; ashamed of her weakness around him that was slowly starting to show. He stole a glance at her and wondered…should I tell her?
Should I tell her? He thought once again as he lay on his bed, reviewing his day. Rukia was asleep in his closet, as far as he knew so he too fell into a restless sleep, still pondering his feelings for her.
Inside the closet, Rukia was tossing around in her sleep. Her eyes snapped open. Damn it. I can't sleep. Was he going to kiss me? I really want to know but I refuse to stoop to that level and ask him if he was. She opened the closet door a tad and peeked over at the sleeping form on the bed. "He can't sleep either." She whispered quietly. He stirred once more before turning to face the closet. She got up and walked over to his bedside, she watched as his chest, covered with a comforter, rose and fell in time with his breathing. Reaching out she touched his face and whispered, "Were…" His amber eyes slowly opened, "Rukia…" she tried to come up with an excuse to be sitting on his bed, " Aa…"
" If you can't sleep in that closet then come and sleep here for the night." He said with no intentions of doing anything but keeping her warm, for she was shaking like a leaf and the closet he knew, was freezing cold. Out of lack of words she nodded and crawled in on the other side of him, pulling the comforter up around her. It was warm, much warmer than inside the closet. "Are you warmer now?" "Yeah," she yawned tiredly and rested her head on the pillow. He smiled down at her as he place a protective arm around her and fell in to a deep slumber. She blushed furiously and tensed up but soon she slowly relaxed into his chest and fell asleep.
The next morning Karin was still worried about her brother and decided she would go up and check on him. She opened the door a crack and saw Ichigo asleep she smiled and turned to walk out the door, she stopped and looked back, I thought I saw a girl there, sigh, oh well, I guess not. "Phew." Ichigo whispered lightly, his heart pounding wildly. "That was close," said a voice that was muffled by the covers that were covering up its master. "Yeah… did I wake you?" "No. I was awake already."
Ichigo got up and left the room with some clothes and headed for the shower. Rukia stretched out her legs and went to the closet, slid the door open and pulled open a drawer taking out her school uniform. He put it on quickly so not to be caught undressing by Ichigo. She blushed at the thought as it crossed her mind. This isn't good. If I blush like this whenever I'm around him or he is mentioned or I start thinking of him, then people are gonna wonder if something is up. She shook her head and sat at his desk. She laid her head down and soon after her eyelids slid down and she slept.
"Hey, sleepyhead wake up." Ichigo said as he shook her shoulder lightly. She stirred, "What?" he laughed to himself she looked so cute when she was asleep. What! Did I just say she was cute?
Yep.
Not you again.
Yep I'm back.
Can't you interrupt someone else's life!
Nope, idiot, I'm YOUR conscious.
Sigh. Please go away.
Nope.
"Ichigo!"
"What!" he said very annoyed.
KICK. "WERE GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL YOU IDIOT, WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP!"
"I DID!"
KICK.
"Ouch." He said and rubbed the bruise that was starting to form on his shin, from the numerous amounts of kicks it had taken in the past few days.
See what you get yourself into, arguing with yourself.
Glares evilly inward towards himself.
Why don't you just tell her you idiot?
Tell her what?
Sigh. That you love her.
What! Hell no! Don't you know she will laugh at me and…
What if she loves you too?
Huh? She doesn't love me. Can't you tell she is ALWAYS kicking me? That doesn't sound love to me…
Love has many forms you know. You mock her. That's your funny way of showing her your love.
Evilly glares.
"Ichigo, are you okay," Rukia asked as she took a hold of his hand unconsciously.
"Err… yeah, I feel fine." He said blushing slightly at her unconscious actions. He swallowed, "Wh…what are you doing?"
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Nothing." He replied since he didn't want another bruise. I can't afford to get another bruise.
You like it don't you?
What! No! I mean…maybe little.
Grins.
They walked into the school and all of the people went quiet. What's with everyone? Why are they staring at us?
Stupid, Aren't you aware of anything around you?
Who the hell are you?
Your conscious.
My what?
Never mind. Just look at your hand.
She looked down at her hand and blushed as red as a tomato. "Aa…"
"I had to drag her out of the bushes this morning turns out she lost her way to school, she didn't want to come so I took her hand and dragged her, I suppose we forgot…"
"What! You mean you were keeping her for yourself?" cried Keigo.
"WHAT! NO!"
Rukia pulled him into the nearest room, which happened to be their classroom. Inoue looked up and Rukia immediately let go of Ichigo's hand.
They silently went to their seats. "Umm, Ichigo?" Inoue asked but shook her head and sat down as he walked past her to his seat.
All throughout class Rukia kept looking over at Ichigo, who had his elbows on the desk and his head buried in his hands, covering his face.
What do I do?
You tell her.
But you don't understand.
Don't understand what?
I LOVE her.
Yeah.
If she knows that than everything will change.
Yeah.
I…don't want things to change.
Why, what are you so afraid of?
YOU'RE MY CONSCIOUS DON'T YOU KNOW?
What are you so afraid of?
…
Are you afraid of losing her?
Losing… her…?
Are you afraid of that?
He looked up from his hands and over at Rukia, who was looking at him, concern filling her sharp blue-violet eyes, as she saw the fear in his amber ones, growing more intense the longer their gazes were locked.
The bell rang breaking their stares and dismissing them and their classmates from the building. Ichigo got up abruptly and shot out the door. He quickened his pace when he heard her fast pace trying to catch up with him. "Ichigo!" He started running, she ran after him, but had to stop her body was too tired to move forward anymore, she froze, not able to move she dropped to the ground and cried "Ichigo!" He stopped, what made him stop he supposed was the way she said his name, the pained sound of the thought of losing something close to her. Something…someone…He remembered the face of his mother. …Someone close to her… "Ichigo!" She…doesn't want…me to leave… "Ichigo!" "Mom!" …She doesn't want to hurt anymore… The tears streamed down his face as he absently turned around, walked over to her, picking her up and standing her on her feet, she looked up into his face that was blurred with her tears. She wrapped her arms around him and cried into his chest. He put his arms around her and rested his forehead on the top of her head. She let go of the embrace and he wiped her tears away with his thumb, and placed a gently comforting brother-like kiss on her forehead. The rest of the walk home was pleasant, as they walked side by side enjoying the scenery, not arguing, or even talking, it was a nice comfortable silence.
