Title: Because I Love You

Rating: R

Warnings: Again, I apologize about the characters being out of character. (Especially Byakuya)

Disclaimer: I'm sorry you all, I do not own BLEACH.

Summery: Kurosaki Ichigo age 25. Ishida Uryuu age 26. Both living together and engaged to be married.

But things for them won't be so easy, they'll have to fight their way through ridicule, near fatal accidents and…Ishida's dad?

Chapter 4: Engaged.

"U-Uryuu…stop that!" Ichigo said squirming under the archer's intricately placed kisses and nips to his neck. "Stop…" he pleaded but the Quincy heard none of his cries. He ran his tongue down the Shinigami's tanned chest and down his muscular toned midsection. "Uryuu…come on, enough I'm hungry…" Ichigo complained pushing the raven haired man away. "Aww…you don't like my kisses?" Uryuu said looking falsely saddened. Ichigo rolled his eyes and slipped out of bed putting on his boxer shorts and heading to the bathroom.

Ishida sighed and lied back down in the bed and slowly drifted off to sleep, but sleep wasn't good enough shortly after he detected the faint smell of breakfast being cooked. He sat up and looked at the doorway and saw tuffs of bright orange hair peeking through. "Ichigo?" he asked and slid from the bed to the hardwood floor. He went to the doorway and that's when the Shinigami surprised him by blowing a party whistle. He covered his ears. "What the hell?" he asked looking down at Ichigo in irritation mixed with confusion. "Happy Late Anniversary!" Ichigo yelled holding up a tray full of breakfast goodies.

Uryuu took the tray. "T-thanks, Ichigo…" Ichigo pushed him back into the room and in bed. "Breakfast in bed, then after you're done I have a surprise for you" the red head explained seemingly excited about his anniversary plans for his boyfriend. Uryuu sat back on one of the pillows and picked up his chopsticks to try the food. One bite and he was amazed.

"Since when…do you cook?" he asked him. Ichigo sat down at the side of the bed and looked up as if he were thinking.

"Yuzu", he replied. "Yuzu? Your little sister taught you how to cook, that's cute" Ishida smirked taking another bite of the good food.

"Do you like it?" Ichigo asked anxiously looking at Uryuu with his amber eyes shining proudly. Uryuu nodded chewing then swallowing his food before he answered. "It's delicious, you'd make a great housewife" he teased. Ignoring the comment Ichigo smiled happily. He liked hearing that his food tasted good, now he knew why his sister loved to cook dinner every single night for them at home.

The Quincy archer had his fill and placed the tray with the empty dish to the side and he beckoned the Shinigami to sit in his lap, which he did. He hugged him tightly and kissed him on the side of the cheek. "That was amazing, you're amazing thank you" he said kindly. Ichigo bowed his head and blushed, bashfully. He then took the tray and headed to the kitchen to finish the chores. (Author Note: Man, I want someone to make me breakfast in bed!) Preparing the day to be a very happy anniversary.

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"Uryuu I'm off to class, catch ya later," Ichigo said but before he could reached the door Uryuu caught him in an embrace. "Be careful, my honey" he chuckled kissing him on the cheek. "Don't call me that" Ichigo said before he shut the door. ( Author Note: If you've seen 'Gakuen Heaven' you'd totally get that, if not go and see it, it's a great series!)

Uryuu went back into his drawing room and started on some new designs for a really big fashion show.

Later that afternoon there was a knock on the door. Uryuu sighed and got up from his seat that he had sat in for hours, working on his designs. There was another knock at the door. "Yes, I'm coming" he yelled and flung the door open angrily.

It was Renji.

"What, Renji? How-what do you want?" Uryuu asked a bit angry at being disturbed from his important work.

"Just came to visit is all, tracked Ichigo's reiatsu here" he explained inviting himself in. Uryuu shut the door and went to put on some tea then came back into the living room. The two sat on the couch. Uryuu looked at Renji who was staring at him. "What?" he asked. "U-uhm…you just look so…different from what I remember," he said. The Quincy chuckled. "Well, if you're surprised by me, wait until you see Ichigo," he said kicking back. "He should be here any minute". Right after he said that there was a rustling of the lock and in popped a bright orange haired man with his book bag in hand.

"I-Ichigo?" Renji said standing up to meet the others eyes. He blushed when Ichigo looked then smiled. To him, Ichigo looked so totally different and the change from the younger less experienced boy to the young more experienced man standing before him was apparent.

"Renji, it's been awhile!" Ichigo said dropping his bag to the floor and going over to hug his crimson haired friend.

"What brings you all the way here from soul society?" Ichigo asked, the two sat with Uryuu on the couch.

"Ever since I told him the good new about you two getting together, and that you'd never work with soul society again, captain has took a sudden interest in you" Renji explained. Ichigo gave him a puzzled look. Uryuu who was reading a fashion magazine flipped it closed and he too looked at the crimson haired death god. "I-interest?" Ichigo stammered. "Does he want to kill me?" Renji shook his head and laughed slapping the former Shinigami on the back. "No, not that kind of interest…it's…he…" Renji sighed scratching his head then he looked at the Quincy. "Please don't take offense to this when I say it but, Byakuya-san has a…crush on you, Ichigo" he said. The wild haired man gasped in disbelief and Uryuu raised a questioning eyebrow throwing his fashion magazine on a glass table in front of himself. "W-why, how…that doesn't make any sense whatsoever. I hardly know him!" Ichigo cried out. Renji crossed his arms and nodded in agreement. "That's what I said when he told me, he told me this about a week ago." He explained.

A week ago…

"Renji…" Byakuya said his voice as shrill and mysterious as always. "Hai, taichou!" Renji said putting a stack of white papers on his desk to file and look over. "How is…that strange friend of yours" he said looking up at him his eyes seemingly sincere. Renji furrowed his tattooed eyebrows. "…strange friend…?" he asked. "The one with the wild orange hair, Kurosaki Ichigo" he said explaining himself. "Ah…I don't know, it's been 4 years since I last seen him" he said. "Why?"

"Is he seeing anyone?" Byakuya asked his voice low. Renji stood back in shock. "U-uhm…he-he has a boyfriend last time I heard" Renji said replying. "Boyfriend? I'd never have guessed he swung that way" Byakuya chuckled, which made Renji extremely more shocked then he already was. "Luckily, and unluckily for me then".

"T-taichou…" Renji gawked.

"And that's what he said" Renji explained to a stunned looking Ichigo. Uryuu sat there and stared angrily at Renji as if it were he who had confessed love to Ichigo. "W-well that made my day" the former Shinigami finally said. Uryuu looked at him and scoffed. "Yeah, me too".

"When you see him next time, tell him to visit," Ichigo said. Renji smiled nervously. "I-I wasn't supposed to tell you that, but I did to see your reaction" The tattooed man smirked. "Tell him anyway. I'm sure he gets a little lonely sometimes up there in soul society" Ichigo said. Uryuu went to the kitchen and fixed the tea and brought it out. "Oh, Renji while you're at it. Tell Byakuya that he can not only visit…" Uryuu began he poured the tea in the cups. "…But he can confess his love for Ichigo himself, so I can kill him" Uryuu said. The other two laughed, Uryuu gave them a 'do you really think I'm joking' look.

Renji sat and talked with them for a little while longer, soon he took his leave back to soul society to give his captain the information on his 'crush'.

"You're very popular, even with captains" Uryuu said taking him into his arms and hugging him tightly. "I guess…I still can't believe Byakuya, the guy who wanted to kill me, likes me!" Ichigo said seemingly excited. Too excited for Uryuu's taste. "Well, don't think about it too hard" Uryuu said taking the other's hand and leading him into the bedroom where he proceeded to take off his own shirt. Ichigo sat on the bed and smirked. He latched on to the Shinigami's mouth tasting the lingering flavor of green tea. "Did I detect a hint of jealousy back there?" Ichigo asked amusingly. Uryuu scoffed. "N-no…" he said in his defense. "You're imagining things, Kurosaki". Ichigo looked at him. To end the conversation Uryuu pushed him back on the bed and proceeded with what he had on his mind, which meant having a long enjoyable night and taking Ichigo's mind off of the sixth company's captain Kuchiki Byakuya.

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The phone rang its terrible ring and Ichigo rolled over lazily to pick it up. "Hello?" he said in English. "U-uhm…okay" he mumbled his brain not programmed to wake up yet.

He pushed Uryuu off the bed, in which he received a definite reaction. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" Uryuu yelled throwing a pillow at the laughing red head. "Phone, phone!" he said between gasps. Uryuu snatched it from his hand and looked at him angrily. A well resting Uryuu should never be disturbed unless for a really good reason.

"Yes, Ishida here" he answered to the person on the other line.

"Uryuu…this is your father…" an older man replied.

Uryuu stammered on his words. "R-Ryuuken…" he mumbled.

He then frowned. "What is it that you want?" he asked annoyance and anger evident in his voice.

"How dare you speak with such disrespect to me, I'm your father" Ryuuken said. "What do you want…Otou-san!" Uryuu yelled. "I just wanted to know how you were doing is all, are you still dating that Shinigami boy?" he asked his voice seethed with the acid hate he had for Ichigo. Uryuu sighed. "Yes, I am still dating him, father…" Ryuuken scoffed, "I see…disobedient as ever, Uryuu…"

Uryuu sneered and hung up the phone. Ichigo looked at his boyfriend. "Who was that, if you don't mind my asking?"

Uryuu glared at him his mouth clinched tightly shut. Ichigo sat up, getting out of bed and going over to the archer.

"What is it?" he asked touching his hand to the other's arm gently. Uryuu shrugged it off, ignoring the red head.

"Hey…Uryuu!" Ichigo called out but darker haired man did not answer him.

He took a quick shower, got his car keys and headed out the door without another word to his significant other.

Ichigo looked at the door as it closed. Worried.

Uryuu on the other hand was anything but, he was really enraged. Some how his father always managed to bring out the worst in him. The solution, drive as far away from home as possible. He drove. Through the crowded streets of Tokyo, passed the busyness of the city. He arrived in a small country side 20 miles from town. That is where his boss resided. Stopping at a small cottage he knocked on the door and waited patiently for an answer. Soon a tall shaggy looking man with brown hair dressed in green pajama clothes and glasses answered the door. "Uryuu?!" he said looking at his assistant surprised. "Hello, Charlie" Uryuu smiled. Charlie took off his glasses and smiled back inviting his friend inside. Ishida sat on the couch and Charlie sat across from him in a leather sofa. "So what brings you here?" he asked curiously. Uryuu folded his hands in his lap and looked down at them smiling sadly. Then he looked up at Charlie. "My father," he answered.

Charlie put his glasses on a table next to his sofa and raised an eyebrow at his friend. "I was wondering if I could stay with you for a little bit" he sighed exasperated. Charlie nodded. "Sure, does your soon to be husband know your off somewhere?" he asked. Uryuu shook his head. "No, I just stormed out on him after my father called, I should-"

"No, it's alright. He'll understand" Charlie interrupted. Uryuu thought about it, and then decided it was alright. "So, how about we get some breakfast started, it's sorta early" Charlie said getting up from the sofa stretching.

Charlie. Ishida Uryuu's boss, a brunette wonder. All the way from America. He, the main attraction to the giant city of Tokyo and Uryuu was picked out from school after the fashion show incident to be his one and only assistant in designing, making and selling his clothing line. He was an old pro, a tall dark and handsome shabby looking American 40 year old who was also notorious with the ladies. Captivating them with his brilliant green eyes. This was Charlie

Uryuu took his stay there for a few days, and the days soon turned into a couple of weeks.

"So, Uryuu. How good is that boyfriend of yours in bed? Is he a top or bottom?" Charlie asked a glass of wine in hand.

Uryuu look at him strangely and shook his head. "I don't…think that's any of your business" he said as politely as he could.

Charlie chuckled heartily. "…and why not? I gotta know something about him", he explained. Uryuu pushed up his glasses, which was purely out of habit. "I…think I've overstayed my welcome, thank you for the hospitality" Uryuu said suddenly getting up from his seat, but Charlie too got up and stood in front of him. "Where is it that you have to go to in such a hurry?" the brunette asked with a smug look on his face. He leaned down and kissed the Quincy, but Uryuu pushed him away and wiped his mouth. "What are you doing?" he asked looking up at his boss. "Well, you have to give me some kind of payment, and I doubt you have any money on you" Charlie said shrugging his shoulders. Uryuu took his coat and keys and headed toward the door. Charlie smiled. "I busted your tired last night, so you shouldn't be going anywhere. Young man".

Uryuu looked at the door then at him in disbelief. "What do you want?" he asked his voice shaky from a sudden flow of nervousness. "I want that beautiful body of yours" Charlie said pointing to Uryuu. The archer man shook his head. Charlie moved in closer to him and pinned the victim to the wall. He licked his own lips hungrily and breathed down he other's neck whispering in his ear. "Why don't you drop that bleached haired boyfriend of yours and be with me instead".

Uryuu laughed hysterically. "Old man, you don't know who you're fucking with" he warned and kneed the guy in the groin.

The brunette man drop to the floor holding his injured area in pain. "You fuckin' faggot!" he screamed. Uryuu scoffed, "Sure," He wanted to shoot an arrow straight into his head.

His boss sat up slowly and looked at his assistant with murderous intent in his eyes. "It's YOU, who doesn't know who you're fucking with. You little shit. Don't expect to find any jobs in Tokyo. I'll make sure of that!" he yelled rubbing the sore spot.

Uryuu clenched his mouth shut his jaw muscles tensing in his face. "I hope you feel better" Uryuu said and stormed walked toward door slamming it on the way out.

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Ichigo yawned, forcing himself out the bed. Rain pounded violently on the windows. A crackle of thunder made him jump and he ran to open the front door of the condominium. Opening the door he found a very wet Ishida Uryuu looking extremely tired.

"U-Uryuu!" Ichigo yelled and Ishida passed out with a strange smile on his face. Ichigo picked him up struggling a bit and dragged him to the bedroom, first taking off his wet clothes and then putting him to bed. He sighed and looked at the archer curiously. "Where have you been?" he asked himself putting the wet clothes into a hamper.

Ichigo slowly slid back into the soft white sheets and he turned his head to look at his boyfriend. "What happened to you?" he whispered to no one in particular. He knew Uryuu was sound asleep by now. He leaned down to his face and pushed small strands of black hair off the porcelain white face. It seemed a bit flushed from fever. Watching the sleeping figure he ran his hands through the wet hair. Not paying much attention he was startled by a hand that reached for his wrist. "What the fuck!" he yelled snatching his hand away; he then sighed in a small bit of relief when he looked down to find Uryuu staring up at him.

"H-how are you feeling?" Ichigo asked holding the grabbed wrist. "Tired" came a raspy voice. Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "Where were you?" Uryuu smiled and took Ichigo's hand. "I've missed you" he said his voice seemed struggled and tired.

Ichigo frowned. "Don't change the subject". Uryuu sighed; Ichigo snatched his hand away from the Quincy grasp. "You know how fucking worried I was? No I guess not," the red head yelled. He slapped Uryuu in the back making the archer wince in pain and grasp his wounded area. "Look, I'm really sorry" he said looking at the Shinigami sincerely. Ichigo eyed him for a bit then lied back down to bed not saying another word.

The next morning Ichigo got out of bed stretching, and then relaxed his body back on to the bed. He looked over and saw that the Quincy archer was sweating profusely and his cheeks whole faced was flushed.

"H-hey, Uryuu wake up!" he yelled shrugging him violently, but he wouldn't wake up.

"U-Uryuu…wake up!" Ichigo yelled louder. He shook the Quincy harder and harder but it was no use.

He began to get hysterical now, not knowing what to do. His breath got short and tears stung his eyes. "Uryuu…?" he asked once more. No answer.

He then stumbled off the bed and crawled to the phone, his mind was too hysterical to remember the right number and he threw the phone down yelling. He went over to the side of the bed and looked down at the unconscious figure. He sniffed and wiped his eyes of the stray tears. "Wake up…" he whimpered.

He put his head down. "What's with all the noise?" Uryuu said waking up eyes sleepily half lidded and holding his head.

Ichigo sniffled and smacked the Quincy in the head. Uryuu hissed in pain and shrunk back down into bed in pain. "What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked looking angrily at Ichigo who was staring back at him with the same expression.

"I thought you were dead", he said laughing and crying at the side of the bed. Uryuu stared blankly at him. "I-is that so?" Uryuu asked rubbing his neck. Ichigo looked up at him then smacked him in the head again. Uryuu threw a slew of Japanese curse words his way. "That was for leaving without saying a damn word" Ichigo explained then hugged the Quincy. "Yeah, I missed you too" Uryuu mumbled hugging back tightly.

Ichigo then stood up from the bed and peered into the other man's face. "Where were you?" he asked. Uryuu laughed sarcastically. (Author note: Can one even do that?)

He told his story about how he went to let off some steam after the conversation with his dad, how his boss tried to put the moves on him and how he had to walk twenty miles back home.

"Oh, and on top of that, I lost my job!" Uryuu laughed. He really felt like crap. Ichigo sighed and ran his hand through the Quincy's matted hair. "Well, I'm glad you don't work for him anymore. I never did like him". Uryuu looked up at him and laughed hysterically. "If you have something on your mind, you can always tell me" Ichigo said his eyes a bit saddened. Uryuu stopped laughing all of a sudden. "I-I know, I will from now on. Sorry to have made you worried" he said.

"Now, come take a shower with me"Uryuu said.

(Author note: Now that's the Uryuu I know!)

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Days went by, weeks passed on and soon a couple years had gone. Ichigo was twenty three and Uryuu twenty four.

The former Shinigami had graduated from medical school and was working in a local clinic. Uryuu on the other hand had single handedly become the number one most wanted fashion designer in the country. Beating out his old boss Charlie.

With the passing years and the success, Uryuu's love for his companion also grew. It grew to a love that would top Zeus's insatiable appetite for mortal woman, a love like no other.

Woman would flaunt themselves in front of him and try their hand at arousing the raven haired man, but to no avail. The only one capable of such a feat was none other than his favorite red headed Shinigami.

Uryuu sat at the kitchen table and took out the latest fashion magazine to survey his work. Ichigo placed a plate of delicately cooked western style cuisine in front of him. Uryuu looked down through his glasses at the food and smiled. "Yum, what's all this for?" he asked getting a fork and digging in. "It's the "awesome fashion designer award" Ichigo explained sitting down across from him and watching him eat. Uryuu stopped eating, took a fork full of food reaching over and holding it to Ichigo's mouth. "Share some of the award with me?" he asked raising an eyebrow. Ichigo opened his mouth and took the fork full of food gratefully.

Ishida finished his food, then kissed Ichigo on the cheek and headed off to work. Leaving a bored Shinigami behind on a weekend.

"Ishida-san, do you think we can get he design's in by next week?" one of his assistants asked keeping up with his fast pace. Uryuu looked them over and handed the design planes back to her. "Yes Umi, I think we can" he answered.

Before he step foot in his office Umi stopped him. "You…also had a call from the jewelers saying that your rings were ready," she said smiling sweetly. Uryuu patted his petite brunette assistant on the head lovingly. "Thank you so much Umi!"

He got finished with some of the designs that were due for not another week and headed straight to the jewelers. He picked them up, paid for them and placed one in a small black box and the other around a chain that went around his neck.

Soon he was home and he placed his car keys on the counter spotting a note which said:

Had an Emergency at the clinic, see you when I get back.

Love,

Ichigo

Uryuu smiled at the note heading straight to the bedroom. He took the ring he had in the black box and placed it in his box of sewing needles and yarn. "He'll never think to look in here," he said to himself. Right after he shut the box he heard the front door open. "Uryuu?" asked an all too familiar voice. Uryuu jumped up from the floor. "Y-yes, I'm here!" he stammered peeking around the door smiling at his boyfriend.

"I picked up some Chinese for dinner" Ichigo said while Uryuu helped take off his medical coat and place it on the coat hanger. Ichigo looked at him curiously. "What's up with you?" he asked getting the Chinese food out and setting it on the table.

"Nothing…why do you ask?" Uryuu asked back setting the plates on the table a bit nervous. His eyes wandered everywhere but to Ichigo's face.

"You're acting a tad bit funny", Ichigo chuckled. He may have said it as a joke, but he didn't know how right he was. Uryuu was nervous. He wanted to propose to his long time sweetheart then and now.

Uryuu left the room saying that he had to wash his hands, then reappeared and sat at the table. "I got your favorite", Ichigo said plating some stir fried noodles and beef onto the other's plate. Uryuu coughed. "Well, isn't that sweet. Thank you" he said smiling. The dinner was generally quiet with a few questions and answers between the two. "What kind of emergency did you have at the clinic?" Uryuu asked putting down his chopsticks and looking at the red head. "A young girl had a knife through her neck…" Ichigo mumbled sadly staring of into space. Uryuu was about to eat more food but pushed it to the side. "Oh…I see".

"You asked," Ichigo said sighing and sitting back in his chair.

Uryuu stood up from the chair and knelt down to his knees beside the Shinigami. Ichigo looked down at him. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked laughing. Uryuu reached in his back pocket and took out the little black box and opened it to the most amazing gold ring. "Kurosaki…Ichigo. Will you marry me?" he asked his heart beating at an accelerated rate.

Ichigo covered his mouth with his hand, his eyes staring into the others with shock. He shook his head.

"U-Uryuu" he mumbled. Ishida took a deep breath and shut his eyes preparing to be rejected. Ichigo dropped off the chair and hugged his raven haired lover. "Yes, I'll marry you!", he said.

The proud Quincy opened his eyes smiling and took the former Shinigami's hand and slipped the brilliant gold ring onto his finger then kissed him.

"You've really gone crazy" Ichigo said into the kiss. Uryuu stifled a laugh.

Ishida grabbed his now fiancée into his arms and headed toward the bedroom but not without hearing complaints from his other half. "W-wait…what are you doing?" Ichigo asked his arms wrapped around Uryuu's neck lovingly. "I'm taking you to the bedroom, so I can get you all hot and bothered" Uryuu answered his voice extremely and creepily earnest. Ichigo jumped out of his arms and headed toward the bathroom. "I'm taking a shower", he said. Uryuu followed behind him and took off his black tee shirt. "We could do it in there too" he said cheekily. Ichigo laughed sarcastically and pushed him out the bathroom and slammed the door leaving the Quincy man sitting at the bathroom door depressed. "Ichigo, why won't you let me take a shower with you?" he whined banging on the door. "Because, I don't want you raping me while I take a shower!" came a reply from bathroom. Uryuu heard the water start running and he pounded harder on the door. There was no way he was going to miss seeing Ichigo naked and wet. "Ichigo please! (Author Note: Uryuu sounds like a sex addict, haha)

"No!" Ichigo yelled reaching for the soup and lathering himself up. Uryuu slumped his body against the door. He could almost imagine it. Ichigo's body all soupy and wet. He just lie there images being conjured up in his head.

"You're such a tease" he mumbled. The door opened and Ichigo had a white towel slung across his waist. "I know...what the hell are you…I don't even want to know" he said looking down at his pitiful looking lover. Uryuu sat up suddenly excited and stood up like an obedient puppy dog. Ichigo sighed and opened the door so that he too could finally come in. "Yes!!" Uryuu thought to himself. Ichigo dropped his towel and got in the shower but not before looking back and giving his signature grin. Uryuu slowly shut the door behind them, he took off his jeans and glasses and hopped into the shower with his boyfriend. Soon the beating of the water on the shower curtain got interrupted by Ichigo yelping. "Hey, don't put your hand there!" Uryuu laughed defiantly. "Oh Kurosaki-kun, you and your jokes. I'm not touching you" he said when in fact he was.

About a few hours later Ichigo came stumbling out the steam filled bathroom panting and holding on to the side of the door making sure he wouldn't fall. "You alright?" Uryuu whispered in his ear making him jump. "Get away form me, you pervert!" Ichigo yelled hold the towel around his waist tightly. He tried taking little steps to the bedroom, being careful not to aggravate his sore backside. (Author note: Boy, Ishida must have did a number on him) Uryuu on the other hand looked completely content with himself.

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Tsuara: What's up guys?! How's it goin'? If you've read this chapter. Thanks for reading it.

I'm sorry to say but, this is my least favorite chapter. It's rushed because I really wanted to hurry up and have Uryuu propose and I was distracted by the awesomeness of ACEN! (An anime convention in Rosemont, Illinois)

If any of you went you know how awesome it was. (Aside from the delay on the badges, my friend bitched some of the people out in order for us to get ours, thanks homie, and sorry to the people she bitched out!) Anyway, make sure toleave a review, tell me how you liked the chapter and how I could make things better. (No, I'm not having Ichigo make out with Rukia and ruin his engagement to Uryuu…jeez guys!)

Well, catch you cool cats on the flip side, and see you next chapter! (It'll be better I promise you!)