Author's Note: Okay, I saw this scene on Jade Empire towards the end. To those of you who saw this scene, you'll know what I'm talking about. I'm using that same scene to make it apply to Bleach, So this is like a semi-alternate universe fic. They may be a bit OOC, but hell. TOO BAD!
Your Midnight Flower
Rukia stood at the edge of the cliff overlooking the vast valleys before and below her, sprawled out in the distance was the Soul Society in Rukongai. The snow-peaked mountains greeted her with cold respite, and the chilly air gave a slight blush to get cheeks. He's dead. Isn't he? She pondered to herself, kicking a small pebble off the edge. In front of her was a small rope barrier, preventing people from falling off the cliff, behind her was a small gazebo and two benches. Not many knew of this place, but those that did kept it in well condition. "Damn it Ichigo. You idiot."
Footsteps silently crunched the small amount of snow that layered the ground, Rukia made her way to one of the benches that lined the area, and sat herself down, staring at the horizon and what it may bring. You're an idiot Ichigo. A complete idiot. "Ichigo... Why didn't you think how I would feel?"
"What do you mean?" His voice clearly echoed behind her, his aura starting already to fill the air.
Rukia slowly turned to him, her eyes widening as if she saw a ghost. But that was impossible, this was the Soul Society. She thought her mind was playing tricks on her as she stared at the long-missed figure in the black kimono. "I-Ichigo...!" She gasped out, her legs trying to move, but unable.
His trademark smile graced along his face, "Hey."
Rukia stood up, shaking horribly, her legs moving forwards one step at a time. "H-how did you...?"
Ichigo walked to her calmly, stopping in front of her, he placed his arms around her shoulders and held her, "Che, you're a mess Rukia. As much I hate to say it, I came back because I missed someone special." He smiled gently, holding Rukia to his chest.
Rukia felt hey eyes beginning to swell, holding back tears of both joy and grief. "You.. I... You couldn't have..." She gripped his Kimono and pulled her face deep into his chest.
Ichigo looked down at her, starting at her midnight hair. "I'm sorry."
Her tears flowing freely from her eyes, streaming down her cheeks and onto his kimono, she gripped his kimono tightly, "I-I haven't slept a wink since you left... I missed you so much."
"You look it Rukia."
"I was so scared." Rukia looked up desperately, trying to find the answer she sought for in his eyes. The wind in the mountains died down as the sun peeked through the clouds that surrounded them. "I was scared for you...and for me. I was scared that you would've forgotten me, your midnight flower..." Rukia didn't care what she was saying, but she believed every word of it.
"Che, idiot. I'd never forget you Rukia." He smiled, his eyes closing as he held her in his arms.
The short shinigami dug her head into his chest, "I...I don't care what happens tomorrow, Ichigo. I'm just happy and thankful for what we have...right now." Her smile dug into his chest, as she continued to silently weep, her arms bringing them around to hug and hold him.
"You really are a bloody mess without me."
"Don't leave me again. I-I don't know what will happen..."
"I don't think I will anytime soon, but when I do it may be under different circumstances." He kidded around, the cold air around him heating up to a warm temperature without actually changing.
Rukia chucked slightly underneath her breath, "...Easy for you to say dumbass...! But hard for me to swallow."
"You know I'm joking." His arms slid off her shoulders as he knelt down slightly, matching her height. "But I won't leave you, heh. Happy now."
Happiness built up in her eyes, "...after all this...will you still have me? I don't care wether it may be, but will you stay with your midnight flower?"
"...Only if she is willing to take what makes her happy." Ichigo's face came close to Rukia. Normally she would be freaked out, but this all felt...natural. To him and her.
Rukia closed in that distance, "Just kiss me, before I remember who I am."
Ichigo snorted slightly, "Idiot. You're a mess without me." His eyes closed as their lips finally met after being separated from the other for so long. The sun shone brightly on the mountain cliff that day, the snow never melted fully, but grass was still growing maybe not on the ground, but in somewhere else.
Notes: Cheesy I know. But oh well. I tried to make it as bleached as I could.
