A/N: Behold! Here it is! The letter to rule them all! Because you all know you were wondering what the hell I was going to do...Well so was I! But then I remembered Patrick Star's wise words telling me: "We're not cavemen. We have...technology!"

Yes, I googled words that start with X. It was either that or a chapter based on either X-rays or Xylophone. I regret nothing.

Xenagogue:

"Soul Society is a peaceful place, you have nothing to worry about."

Violet eyes looked kindly at the young soul that slowly faded until all that was left was a single black butterfly in its place. Rukia remained kneeling on the ground for a moment as she felt Ichigo come to stand beside her, his meat cleaver of a sword hoisted coolly over his shoulder.

"You're pretty good at that, you know." he remarked all too casually.

Rukia turned her eyes towards him curiously. "You've seen plenty of shinigami perform konso by now. You should be used to it."

A slight crease appeared on his forehead at her words. "That's not- I just meant that you do it… different, I guess."

She raised an eyebrow at that, then straightened to stand and look at him properly. "Oh? Care to explain that?"

The crease between his eyebrows deepened and he quickly looked away. "It's nothing, forget I said anything…"

"No, no, I want to know now." Rukia's expression turned mischievous. The way Ichigo's cheeks started turning a light pink only serving to spur her on. "What is it?" She tugged on his arm then, making him look at her and meet her eyes.

"It's noth-" he started to say, but sighed as he looked at her earnest expression. "I was just wondering about stuff." Rukia was silent as she waited for him to go on. "Well, my human body will die eventually. Someone's going to have to perform konso on me someday." He looked straight at her as he spoke. "You wouldn't be all that bad."

I want you to be the one to do it.

"Fool. It's not as if you get to choose." Then she scoffed. "Besides, people will start to think I'm your babysitter if I'm always the one there to help you with everything."

Ichigo quirked an eyebrow. "Ché. I can't think of any kid who'd want a babysitter like you. You'd have them seeing a shrink within a week." Before she could voice her undignified reply, he added, "You're more like a guide."

"Eh?" her interest piqued over her annoyance.

He gave her a one shoulder shrug. "You've always been the one to teach me about this stuff."

You've always been there to guide me.

"Hn. I guess you're right." she agreed. "Seems like I'm stuck with the job too."

And I always will be.

*xenagogue= guide; someone who conducts strangers.