A/N: Hi everyone! I know I haven't updated in a while but I'm vising some family out of state and well yeah... so yes, oh and I hope you all like this chapter! I have discovered how I'm going to have Rukia react and everything! Haha, and I have most of the plot figured out and yeah... I don't have a lot more to say.

Okay I lied I do have more to say, such as the fact that I am writing a new story with my goooooood friend WhiteSheWolf17! It's an Ichiruki andRenji-xOC fanfic, and if you like this fic IPROMISE you will like my new fic!

Okay now that I'm done with the that..

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach! Or the characters, or anything that belongs to the original plot/ story. Sad, very sad, but I do own THIS plot, unless you know it already exists...then I'm left with nothing...

Ichigo's POV

I hung up the phone and walked to the bedroom where I found Rukia curled under the blankets, sleeping soundly, almost peacefully.

Almost being the key word.

I gave a sigh and looked around for a notepad and a pen. To my utter horror the only pen I found was Rukia's Chappy pen and notebook. Sucking up my pride as a man I wrote my message.

Dear Chibi,

Renji told me there was something I need to see

at work, if you need me you know were to reach

me, I love you Rukia, don't do anything stupid,

and remember don't go out by yourself, I don't

have the time to pick you up from Child Protective

Services again.

Love, Ichigo

I lay down the notebook in front of Rukia's face, placed a kiss on her forehead, and grabbed my jacket. I am having an inner battle on whether I should go or if I should stay with Rukia.

I decide to give Tatsuki a call, she wasn't busy, and I knew she could get here, I could count on her, that much I was positive.

I ran for my cellphone which I left in the kitchen and dialed Tatsuki's number.

She answered on the second ring.

"Ichigo?" she asked, her usual, why-are-you-calling-me voice was replaced with one of worry.

"Tatsuki, can you come over and keep an eye on her? I don't want to leave her alone,but Renji just called me saying that the guy that-" I paused, notable to finish the sentence without having the urge to punch a wall. I gave a sigh and continued, "the guy has something to say, so I have to go down to the interrogation room and see what is so damn important that I have to go down." I gritted my teeth, I would have to ask Renji to stay in the room, or else I'm going to rip the mans head off myself.

"Ichigo, you idiot, why do you have to ask such stupid questions! I will be right over!" she hung up, under any other circumstances I would have smiled or laughed at the outburst, but not now, not with Rukia in this state.

I walked to the door and took one last look to the open bedroom door, my frown deepened before I left to see exactly what the bastard wanted.

Tatsuki's POV.

I sighed as I heaved myself off the couch. I looked down at my stomach. It was acute little bump, nothing to big. I mean I had just finished my first trimester and was into the second trimester, well the very beginning.

I smiled but then I frowned. I had to go to the apartment and watch Rukia for Ichigo. They don't know it but those two have really changed all of our lives, but the two are to damn stubborn to see.

I walked to the table and grabbed my keys.

I walked out of the apartment to the elevator, down to the garage and to the car. I gotin and made my way to Rukia who needed my help.

I gave a sigh. I wish I wasn't on STUPID maturity leave. I wish I could help,I wish I could DO something, I wish I wasn't so useless!

I get out of the elevator and search for the key that is hidden around the door.

Once I find it I open the door and walk inside.

Usually the apartment is filled with the sound of Rukia's laughing, or Ichigo's loud voice yelling at Rukia who, in return, would yell back.

There wasn't even the sound of a TV. Nothing. Just stale silence. It felt almost foreign.

I made my way to Ichigo and Rukia's bedroom where I was sure Rukia was. Once I opened the door and stepped in I saw her. She was wrapped in blankets,tossing and turning, her face one of pain and fear.

I covered my mouth with my hand, I wasn't one for crying, that was for Orihime to do,but the scene before me was completely heart-wrenching. Rukia was always strong, always fighting, but right now she looked small and frail, like she could break at any second.

I removed my hand and walked out of the room to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and a chair. I took them both back to the bedroom and I sat down next to Rukia. I grabbed the remote control to the TV and I turned down the volume and I waited and watched.

I just hoped that Renji and Ichigo make whoever did this to Rukia pay because she may not know it but it's because of her that all our lives changed. Especially Ichigo. She changed his life for the better and for that I am forever grateful.

All of Ichigo's friends are because she is the reason that he smiles and that is more then the rest of us could ever do.

Ichigo's POV

As I drove to work, my hands were tight around the steering wheel, my knuckles white, my jaw clenched.

I was fighting everything in me to NOT turn the car around and go back to Rukia.

I couldn't leave her right now, not after I failed to protect her.

Maybe it was better. I didn't deserve to be by Rukia. I bet she hates me right after I made that promise to always protect her. I failed.

She'll hate me, I know it.

She most likely never wants to see me again, and if so, the last thing I can do is put the creep in jail, and everyone else who is involved.

Due to the fact that Rukia and I conveniently live near our work places, I didn't even notice when I arrived in front of the building.

I got out and stomped into the building and completely ignored Orihime as I walked to the stairs having the feeling that I wouldn't be able to handle the elevator with its annoying music and having to be still.

I ran up the stairs two at a time, wanting to beat the crap out of the guy that caused Rukia so much pain.

I burst through the door and was immediately swarmed by my co-workers, folder handed tome, looks of simplicity thrown my way left and right. Turns our word travels fast.

I searched for the head of red hair who was the reason that I was called here.

"Renji Abarai, get your ass here right now!" I yelled in the air, hoping that the damn pineapple would hear me.

"Investigation room C," I heard his voice call out.

I marched over to the room and opened the door.

The room was cold,the walls made of brick. The wall across the door had a large window that overlooked the city.

Siting in a chair with both his arms cuffed to the arms sat none other than Hideki Honda, that man the almost raped and kill Rukia.

I was livid, I looked around and also saw that Shuhei was standing in the corner of the interrogation room, mostly there so I don't jump across the metal table and strangle the bastard right then and there.

"Ah, Mr. Kurosaki, I see you came," he smirked, having this crazed look in his eye.

I was seeing red. This sick, repulsive excuse of a man just sat there with this stupid smile on his face, looking like everything was okay.

I walked up to the table, and slammed my hands onto the metal table. "What the hell do you have to tell me you sick bastard!" I shouted, breathing hard.

"Aw, really Ichigo, I don't see what Rukia sees in you with that temper, but then again, she looks like the kind of girl who likes it rough."

That was it.

I reach across the table and grab the front of his shirt. I pull him forward,his chair skittering on the floor as I heard Shuhei move, but I didn't care at this moment.

"You should have seen her face when I cut her. Or the taste of her skin when I licked her. Delicious."

I pulled back my arm and took out my anger on the bastard behind it.

I released him and turned away, looking at Shuuei who was conventionally turned away.

All I heard was his laughter and the sound of spitting. "I don't work alone." That caught my attention. "I am just one of many. More will come for you and Rukia, you will burn to the ground Ichigo Kurosaki, even if it means we have to kill those you love to accomplish what we want." I spun again, slapped a fist on the table, and glared at the man.

"What do you mean? Who do you work for!" This was my fault, what happened to Rukia really was my fault.

"Why, Lor-"

Just then everything started going in slow motion. The window shattered into a million pieces, the sound echoed thought the room. The bullet that caused the window to shatter made its way through his head, and exited right between his eyes.

My eyes widened as I saw his blood splatted against the metal table, which was now dented by the bullet that was currently bouncing off. There was a split second before time seemed to speed up as the bullet skimmed my arm and logged itself into the wall behind me.

Everything was silent.

Then in the next six seconds the world seemed to speed up and I began to feel the pain in my arm.

My eye widened,what the hell just happened?

I looked down at the table and saw a pool of blood form around the head of the now dead Hideki Honda.

"Ichigo, are you okay?" asked Shuhei, speaking for the first time.

I looked down at my arm, and saw that my shirt was now soaked in my own blood. Ignoring that, I turned around and looked in the wall, searching for the bullet.

"Ichigo, you should get that checked out..." he walked towards me.

"No, I have to find this bullet," I told him, looking in the wall, searching, and not finding it.

"Man, that can wait, right now-"

"No!" I turned on him, "You heard what he said, they are after me and my family,you know what that sick bastard did to Rukia today! I need to find the son of a bitch that shot this sick bastard, then shake his hand and find out who that sick bastard was working for so that I can go and personally blow his fucking head off!" Breathing hard, I turn back to the wall.

The door crashed opened, most likely on high alert since there was just a gunshot.

It was then that I found the bullet.

"Hurry! Someone get me an evidence bag!"

I waited till finally a bag was passed to me.

I attempted to reach the bullet using my fingers, but it was lodged into the brick at an inconvenient angle.

I was about to call for a pair of tweezers when all of a sudden Renji stood next to me and told me, "You know that you are bleeding out right?"

"Yup," I reply and continue to try to remove the bullet.

"Here." He hands me the tweezers I need and then I finally wiggle out the piece of metal that had caused so much trouble, the piece of metal that could lead me to the person that killed the bastard that attacked Rukia and worked for someone who wanted us dead.

A/N:I'm sorry it took so long to update I was in Germany until recently,and to all (If any) of my readers happen to live in Germany I just have to say that I envy you all, I mean its GORGEOUS there! I'm sad I had to leave, but I missed my laptop dearly! I'm also sad that this chapter was so short, but hopefully I can make the next chapter longer! And to my reviews I'm SO happy that I can evoke some emotion! That is my goal in life to have write something that actually make people feel. So I hope this can give you guys some form of an update! Hah I'll try and update fast