Balcony
"Rukia!"
With a smirk on her face, she stood on the opposite side of the room and observed one of the only men she ever loved and the only one she never told. Her smirk fell into a saddened smile.
It's been four years. I look no different, and standing before me is a man.
"Um, Rukia..." the man said. "I know you're not used to our customs, but when you come to visit people on the fifth floor you should probably use the stairs, You know, to blend in."
Rukia looked down to the concrete slab she was standing on, then looked behind her to a very far away grassy patch near a parking lot.
"Oh really?" She asked smugly. "Thanks for the tip, Ichigo."
"No prob-- Rukia!"
Ichigo ran as fast as he could to close the space between them and managed to catch the falling Shinigami before anything serious happened. With Rukia in his arms and only one leg still inside his apartment, he yelled "BAKA!"
Shoving him back in the apartment forcefully, Rukia laughed.
"That's what you get for trying to lecture someone ten times your age, Ichigo-chan!"
Fin
Just sort of silly I guess. Drabbling for these two is really hard for me, although they have so much potential.