Hey guys, it's been a while hasn't it? Well I've been on holidays but that wasn't the main problem, I had a school trip and I was away for a week and a bit so I had no access to any computer! I'm really sorry for those had been disappointed.

Disclaimer (that I forgot to put in before): You gotta be kidding me! BLEACH belongs to the one and only Kubo Tite!

Psssst: Have you seen the latest ending of the series? Its TOTALLY ICHIRUKI! ))

CraziiHollow

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Kaiki Itamaru, 3rd Squad Captain walked in front of the first row of the new recruits of the squad, his sharp blue eyes inspecting each face intently. Out of pure personality he rolled his eyes as he watched each shinigami either looking for a distraction or fidgeting in hope of avoiding his intense stare.

Pussies…

His blue-sheathed zanpakutou bumped his hip in rhythm each time he took a step, reaching the end of the row, he started walking back to the centre where his lieutenant was watching him curiously and waiting for orders.

So…boring…

Disappointed from the loss of any entertainment. The young shinigami ran a frustrated hand through his unruly dark brown hair. He nodded at Izuru who immediately started giving instructions to the first two rows comrades.

That left the next three rows to himself. Smirking to himself he thought about all the different training exercises that were waiting for the poor newbie's.

"Lets get down to business." An evil glint appeared his eyes.

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"Yamamoto-taichou, the reports from the 2nd Divisions search unit have confirmed that the mysterious killings have spread out from Karakura town to the north-east of Tokyo …" Sasabikes golden eyes scanned the paper top to bottom before continuing. "These events have been occurring more frequently by each passing month, but we still can't identify the reiastu of the ones responsible." Yamamoto nodded from his the other side of the room, looking out into the depths of Seiretei from his grand balcony.

"Is it possible that the enemy could be from Hueco Mundo?" He looked his lieutenant intently as clenched his hands on his trusty cane.

"It is possible. The twelfth division research team are currently working on whether or whether not the enemy's origin is of the suspected location, if that is positive then we highly suspect that we shall dealing with Arrancars that could've survived the war sir…" Sasabike explained while clenching his gloved hands into fists around the reports.

"Very well, you are dismissed…" The sou-taichos voice echoed between the high walls of his office as he tapped his cane against the hardwood floor.

"Hai." The silvered-haired man bowed and left within seconds.

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Damn, still not strong enough…

Hours, days and weeks of training she still felt she was lacking power. She breathed hard and looked down at her blade. She didn't deserve the title as 13th squad lieutenant. Sure she achieved shikai but that wasn't enough, she was far from attaining bankai.

"What's wrong? Tired already?"

Two zanpaktou clashed together. They both jumped back waiting for their opponents' next move. She glared at the cocky shinigami wishing to wipe the goofy smirk from his face.

"Shut up and fight, Renji!" She growled through gritted teeth. She was frustrated, annoyed and angry at herself. But most of all, she was hurt.

Just why do I l-love him?

That question lingered in her mind. Did she really harbour feelings for the deceased orange head? No that's stupid, it was as if thinking that he would jump out of anywhere with the silly grin etched on his face, already mocking her. But still… Or was it just an excuse for her weakness? Did she cry all those tears for only one man, who happened to become one of her best and closest friends? What about all her other friends? Didn't she care about them?

Of course she did! But there was one difference…

They were there, in Soul Society, all doing their duties and moving on with their lives.

And she couldn't.

((FLASHBACK))

Four days before the war.

Rukia gazed out into the horizon in her shingami form. The sky was lit up with oranges, reds and yellows, she listened to branches of the large trees brush against each other, pushing one another left and right. Her violet eyes looked over at the buildings of Karakura Town that were most likely going to be destroyed in battles. Homes were going to be blown up or crashed into, the families that resided in them running for dear life. Confused and scared.

What was it going to be like when it was over? If it was over? Would she survive? Would her friends survive? Would Ichigo survive? She wouldn't forgive herself if he didn't. After all, it was only her fault that he became the shinigami he was now, it was her fault that received those many stabs, cuts and slashes that never should have been there, it was her fault that his life was flipped upside-down and dangerous. She didn't want to hurt him anymore. Rukia clenched her fists, she was on the verge of getting mad and she needed time to think but knowing that in four days every shinigami would be fighting for their life.

"Yo."

Her head turned around immediately. "Ichigo." He nodded and stood beside her.

"What are ya thinking about?" He didn't look at her, instead he looked out into the distance too.

She replied simply, "War." He knew there was more to that judging by the look in her distant eyes.

"Is that so?" He raised an eyebrow at her, trying to get her to look at him.

"That's what I said, fool…" She scowled.

"There's more to that." He stated, hoping to get a better answer.

"I'm thinking about the war, Ichigo. Am I not allowed to do that?" Her voice raising now.

"Yes, you are allowed," he said slowly "but it seems that there's something bothering you," he trailed of.

"Nothing's bothering me OK?"

He noticed her frustration and frowned. He knew it would be a bad idea to annoy when she was angry but he wanted to help her, just like she helped him so many times.

"Rukia-"

"Ichigo, there is nothing bothering me so cut it out! I'm fine, I just came here to clear my head, is that such a problem for you?!" Her now cold eyes glaring at him and her anger rising even higher. If that were possible.

Great she was in one of those moods again. He was more or less use to them but sometimes he got the feeling that she would literally freeze his body and leave him for nature to have it's way with him.

"Look, Rukia, I'm-"

"No, you know what? Just leave me alone!" She yelled at him without thinking.

"I'm just trying to help!" Ichigo's own anger growing. He reached out to touch her shoulder reassuringly but she smacked away. Hard.

"I don't need you… Just go away." Her words came out too bitterly than she wanted. She expected him to make some smart-ass comment but no. There was-

Silence…

After a few moments pasted she calmed herself down, registering the words that had just been exchanged. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked up at him only to see the hurt look in eyes, the way he held his hand to ease the stinging pain away. The pain she inflicted on him. She knew that she had punched, kicked and smacked him before for him being an idiot but this time it was different, it wasn't just the physical pain but she had hurt him inside too. He couldn't of took it too seriously could he?

On the other hand, Ichigo stood in front of her staring into those beautiful indigo eyes he came to love. 'I don't need you…" He knew she hadn't meant it but he couldn't help but feel guilty for pestering her about what she really was thinking. She just said -yelled- those words out without thinking because she was so frustrated. But it still hurt.

He nodded before turning away to leave to her own thoughts.

She looked at his retreating form with Zangestu strapped to his back. 'I'm just trying to help!' Her minded drifted back to when he said those five words with that worried looked clearly shown in his eyes although he probably did his best to hide it. She cursed at herself, she stupidly took out all her anger at him, the person she least wanted to.

SMACK!

Clutching his head in pain he turned to her with disbelief clearly written on his face. "What the hell!" He glared at her with his deep amber eyes.

"I cannot believe you took that seriously! Moron!" She glared back at him with her own violet pair of orbs.

"Well you didn't have to hit me! At least not so hard!" He tried to prevent the grin from showing on his face.

"Somebody has to knock some sense into that thick head!" She retorted.

"Rukia…"

"Ichigo…"

A few seconds past letting them glare at each other and enjoy the warm breeze while they could.

"I hate you…" He narrowed his eyes playfully at her.

"I hate you, too…" She stuck her tongue at him while he mirrored her actions.

"You know I didn't mean it, I just-" She was referring to when she didn't need him but he cut her off.

"You don't have to explain yourself. You just have a really bad temper…" He cut her off, the smirk he'd been fighting now clearly visible on his face.

Feeling a vein pulse dangerously Rukia's eye twitched. Bad temper, huh? I'll show him bad temper…"

WHAM!

"OW, GODDAMIT, RUKIA! THAT HURT!!"

"It was meant to…" She smirked evilly before sitting down and looking at sky again. Ichigo sighed, still wincing from the pain of his stomach, he sat down beside her.

"Ichigo…"

"Hm?"

"Promise me one thing…" She stared, upon hearing his yeah she continued, "Promise me that you wont die…"

Ichigo's face fell when he looked into her slightly saddened eyes. He could see a glimpse of hope waiting for his answer. He nodded, "I promise." He did what his instincts told him to do.

Rukia gasped lightly when she felt his strong arms pull her petite body into a gentle embrace but nether the less leaned into him without saying a word.

"Just don't get ideas of me being a softie by doing this."

"Ah…" She smirked back at him, recovering from the close contact. For now they watched their last sunset together…

(( END OF FLASHBACK))

Liar.

She snapped out of her daydream at the sound of a battle cry and looked up to see Zabimaru aiming for her shoulder. Reacting quickly she readied Sode no Shirayuki to take on the attack. The two blades met again forming an X shape.

"Stay focused Rukia!"

She grunted and pushed Renji off making him lose his balance and stumble backwards. "Tsugi no mai, hakuren!" A large amount of ice blasted from Shiyaruki's blade towards Renji. His eyes widened and quickly looked for an exit. Deciding his efforts were futile he lifted his sword waiting for the right moment to swing it down. Small beads of sweat formed from his temples as he threw Zabimaru over his head, flicked his wrist toward the wave of ice and swung down with all his strength just in time shatter the frozen liquid into a million tiny crystals. Damn, she must be pissed off at something. He looked at his zanpaktou.

Meanwhile, Rukia was panting lightly, her grip one her sword was hard and she didn't leave her gourd down even for a second. She hadn't expected him to evade that attack. She herself was tired, she used more energy than she suspected.

"Hey Rukia," she looked up at Renji with his zanpaktou sealed "I think it's time to stop, its already evening and you know that we both need our rest."

She was too tired to argue this so she simply nodded. "Fine but we continue tomorrow…"

"Yeah, yeah," She watched his slid his sword into it's sheath, and so she sealed hers and did the same.

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That evening the Kurosakis ate dinner and went back to their normal stuff, that is, until Isshin called for a family meeting.

"What now pops?" Karin came down from the stairs and immediately groaned when she saw her fathers serious face. Yuzu was already sitting on the couch, leaning on the armrest and watching as her sister walked up to them.

"Now, now Karin. Sit down, I need something to tell you both!" He grinned. Both of his daughters looked at him curiously. He sat down on the chair opposite the couch looked and Karin and then at Yuzu, his smile slowly disappearing.

"Look, you two," he ran a hand through his hair, "I now that you are having a hard time but… we can't keep grieving, it's been five years and you may disagree with this, but we really need to move on." He cut it short, not wanting expand the subject.

"Otou-san…but how can we," Yuzu looked down, "I know it's been five years but first Okaa-san and then Ichi-nii died, is there no way to bring him back?!" She raised her voice, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly before looking up at the man in front of her.

Isshin looked at the two girls sadly. Oh how he wished to get his son back. He remembered the day they found out the tragic news.

((FLASHBACK))

Isshin was frozen to the spot. Shock ran through every inch of his body. His son…was….was…dead. He couldn't believe it. He was in Urahara's underground training room, Shingami were being aided, Ichigo's friends were no where to be seen. The atmosphere was unbearable, everyone had grim expressions and no one seemed to be happy from victory.

Victory.

That's bullshit.

The war, Aizen, shinigami, Espada…. So many were killed including Ichigo. He clenched his fists, he wouldn't let a single fall, especially since Karin and Yuzu were right behind him. With all his might he punched a nearby rock, a crack formed where is knuckles hit.

Karin watched as the blood trickled down his arms, but her mind was elsewhere. Ichi-nii…was killed? Tears formed in her eyes but she was stubborn. She never cried but…Ichi-nii…. She was shocked, her young mind replayed what she had leant about the shinigami, about Rukia-neesan….She couldn't take it all at once.

Yuzu was already sobbing. She kept saying 'why' and chanting her brothers name. She fell onto her knees too late for Karin to react and placed her head into her small hands.

First Okaa-san…now Ichi-nii…

((FLASHBACK))

Isshin wished there was a way, he wished that he could put a smile on his daughters faces. It was only them three left now and they have to be strong.

"We have to be strong for Masaki and Ichigo now…"

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Sad…I know…

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I know this was another boring chapter but I feel a writers block ahead… So if you want to share any ideas, it would be appreciated.

FINALLY I FOUND OUT HOW TO EDIT THE CHAPTERS AFTER NEARLY AN HOUR OF CLICKING I MADE IT!! WOOHOO!

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