Somewhere In Neverland

To everyone else, she was the girl who never grew up but to him, she will always be the best adventure of his life.

Disclaimer: I don't own bleach (and I still don't want to :P) and nor do I own the Peter pan story.


A/N: If you're here because you saw my post on Tumblr or not, I hope you are having a safe and amazing week. Again, this is also part of my IchiRuki month contribution for Day 11 with the prompt "What do you dream of?" Oh and just a little warning that I have not written any fiction in a long time so I apologize in advance for the rusty writing. I just really needed to get this out of my system before moving on with my life. And yes, I went all out by making fanart and writing a fic for #IRMonth2021 haha so I hope you enjoy it.

And also, this was inspired by the song Somewhere In Neverland by All Time Low

The beautiful lyrics goes like this:

Wendy, we can get away,

I promise if you're with me, say the word and we'll find a way.

I can be your lost boy, your last chance

Your "everything better" plan

Oh, somewhere in Neverland

And lastly, not sure if this would help but flashbacks are italicized. So okay then, on with the story! :D


What do you dream of?

When you wake up in the morning, do you remember your dreams? Those short lived adventures that end once you open your eyes?

Have you ever wanted to jump back inside a dream so badly… but find that you can't?

Because…

You woke up. You chose reality. You could have ran away but you didn't. It's here, it's back and it's something that you've worked hard on to build so you should be happy and contented, right?

He sighed after looking at the bedside digital clock that says 3:00 AM in glowing red digits.

Lucky are those who don't remember their dreams, he supposed before carefully sitting up and checking on the woman sleeping next to him. It was good that his wife was still fast asleep. He knows how she has this tendency of worrying too much about him so he was glad that she never had to see him whenever he had these episodes.

His dreams…

Dreams that tend to wake him up in the middle of the night.

Dreams that can be so exciting and vivid one moment then it's a completely different scenario in the next—so bewildering and yet so captivating at the same time. But all these dreams, no matter how peculiar they may be, would always be linked together by something or better yet someone.

Rukia.

The girl who never grew up as they say.

"More like the girl who never grew," he mumbled to himself grinning at his own anecdote of her. She'll probably hit him if she heard that.

Rukia.

She'd always be in those dreams… with him. Sometimes it'll be an adventure... crazy, dangerous and wild—just like how she likes them. But then, there would be times when everything just slows down and for a moment, it would just be the two of them.

And nothing else. No premise as to how they got there and certainly no satisfying conclusion.

Sometimes they'll be sitting on some random roof in some town…

Sometimes they'll be lying on grass listening to the singing of cicadas...

Or maybe even on sand, engulfed by the sound of small waves softly crashing back to the seashore…

But oddly enough, no matter where he finds them in, the same scenario would always unfold between them.

He'll be watching her as she gazes at the night sky filled with endless stars that illuminate the vast horizon. Her face and thoughts so focused on something that he'll probably never know. Then, he'd call out to her.

"Rukia."

She'd turn to him, her amethyst orbs meeting his amber ones.

And that's when he'd ask, "Do you... ever think of me?"

The question lingers in the silence that filled them both. He couldn't even count how many times he had asked her that question in his dreams.

It was a stupid question and he knew what the answer would be.

Of course she would forget him. He was but a small part of the many adventures that she's had or will ever have. But even so, his heart couldn't help but hope that there was a tiny part of her that thinks about him… or maybe even misses him. So much so that even in his dreams, he would wait for her to assure him that he was right. Unfortunately, like all the other times, she would always just smile back without a word.

A gesture that he was so used to seeing and yet he could never decipher its meaning. Worse, the longer he tries to, the more his heart aches… and that's exactly when he wakes up.

He rubbed his eyes and placed a hand on his chest. He used his fingers to gently feel the edges of a small pendant that he wore underneath his shirt.

Truth be told, he liked the dreams of life or death pursuits better than this.


Ichigo was never good at story-telling. In fact, when he was little and even as he became a teen, it was his mother and sisters who were always the imaginative ones. But ever since their mother fell ill, it seems that the creativity which brought light into their household had left all of a sudden. As their mom remained in bed for most of her days, the bedtime stories also turned into empty voids of silence. And to Ichigo, they became long nights of just waiting for sleep to take over until he wakes up the next day hoping everything else had gone back to the way they used to be.

No dreams… Just nothingness…

But not tonight.

"Gotcha!" the voice whispered triumphantly.

Annoyed at the unexpected sound, Ichigo slowly opened his eyes and was met by two purple ones hovering above his vision. He scowled and blinked a couple of times to check whether or not he had imagined it but then again, he never was the imaginative type, and so he realized that there really was a girl straddling him, looking just as shocked as he was. In that moment, he did the most sensible thing that he could think of… he quickly got off the bed with a startled yelp, making the young girl tumble on one side as she let out a small grunt.

With a hand pointing accusingly at the girl, the spiky haired boy frantically tried to collect his voice.

"W-who…" He managed to spill out but before he could even finish his question, she quickly snapped back at him.

"Fool! Why did you do that!? You let it get away!" She cried out in annoyance.

He scowled deeper at her accusation. "What the heck are you talking about?"

She rolled her eyes at his response. "The fairy! Duh? I had it in my hands then you just had to freak out and get up." The petite girl stood on top of the bed, to tower over the boy's taller figure, while she continued. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to collect fairy dust nowadays?"

"What?" He let out even more puzzled than before but she kept on.

"It's not." She spoke like it was an obvious fact. "Fairies are harder to find nowadays. And that fairy that managed to escape just now, all thanks to you, owes me fair dust so—"

"Okay, stop!" He shouted peevishly finally cutting her off mid-sentence. Unexpectedly, the girl did so and she waited for whatever the boy has to say next.

"H-how the heck did a midget like you get into my room?" He questioned in exasperation which made her gasp in shock at the sudden insult.

"What did you just call me?"

He crossed his arms over his chest, making sure that his stance showed authority over his tiny intruder. He proceeds to scan her from head to toe, still confused as to who this person was and thinking that maybe her appearance would give him some sort of clue. From his observations, she was clad in what seems to be a peculiar green outfit to which the clothing style was something he wasn't familiar with and her raven locks simply fell just below her shoulders. And although a stubborn bang was hovering over her face, it wasn't enough to hide the annoyed expression that she sported.

"Midget." He repeated clearly.

She gasped again at his audacity.

"You're rude." She pointed out, making his eyes widen in disbelief.

"Says the midget who broke into my room and started blabbering non-stop about fairies!" The boy countered.

"Ah stop calling me that!" The other bellowed in irritation. "It's not midget, it's Rukia. If you're going to be rude to me, then at least address me properly."

The girl, Rukia, got off the bed and glanced back at the orange headed teen who remained still as he cautiously watched her in return.

"Well don't just stand there, fool. Help me find the fairy!" She demanded and he was just about to refuse when the door to his room suddenly swung open and two little girls peaked their heads inside.

"Ichigo! What happened?" One girl said.

"Yeah we heard noises. You alright?" Added the other one.

And both kids immediately froze at the sight of an unexpected visitor inside their brother's room. Frantic, the elder sibling tried to explain the situation but couldn't manage because the other worldly guest quickly pulled the twins inside with much enthusiasm.

"Great!" Rukia exclaimed. "The more of us the better. Now let's go get that stupid fairy!"

And all three kids looked at her incredulously.

Little did they know, this was the beginning of a very long night—an extraordinary night that they'll never ever forget.


The little boy's eyebrows knit together as he eyed his father suspiciously. Ichigo tried to fight the smile that threatened to grace his features while he focused on his small companion's reaction. The kid then leaned forward a little bit, making sure that he's still comfortably seated on his huge bed, surrounded by an assortment of pillows and toys, before finally breaking the silence.

"How did you know that mermaid singing can make you fall asleep? Have you ever heard one?"

This time, Ichigo couldn't help but smirk at the boy's sceptical expression which greatly mirrors his own back when he was young. He moved his face closer to the kid's, keeping his expression and tone as serious as possible.

"Heard one? I've encountered a bunch of them!" He watched the boy's eyes grow bigger in excitement and he knew exactly what to say to keep his tiny spectator interested. "That's right. I even got this scar because I had to cut myself with an enchanted knife to keep myself awake." He then pulled up one of his sleeves to reveal a long scar on his forearm.

The kid gasped in awe. "That's where you got that from!?"

"Yes, but don't tell your mom. This is just our secret, okay?" Ichigo said as he placed his index finger on his lips to give emphasis to their secret pact.

His boy nodded enthusiastically in agreement. "Oh and dad, you forgot the third wish last time!"

"What third wish?"

"You know, before you left a month ago, you said that the magic pendant granted Rukia three wishes. And that the first one was used to help the other kids and then the second one got you, aunt Yuzu and aunt Karin home, but what was the third one?"

The older man was taken aback by the question for a second but the kid pressed on.

"Did she wish for the curse to be broken? Did she ever grow up?"


She can hear him calling after her as she made her way back to his bedroom—the place where everything had started. She really didn't want to have to explain what she did. Of course she knew what she was giving up.

She was cursed to never age because she wanted to protect the people that she loved and because she wants everyone to finally be happy, even at the cost of her own.

And they're part of that now—both the twins and Ichigo… that's why she decided that what she did was the right thing to do.

But how could she possibly feel contented with what she did when…

"Rukia," His voice cut through her thoughts and this time she felt him grab her arm as he caught up to her. She took in a deep breath before slowly turning back to face him.

She tried her best to keep a straight face as her gaze met with his.

She scowled at the expression that he wore... an expression that puzzled her to no end until he finally spoke.

"I don't understand. Why did you do it?"

Why?

She didn't understand either. She got them back home safely and now… she just wished for his dying mother to get better…

But even so, why… does his eyes still look like he had lost something greater?

Wasn't she supposed to be the one that had that look?

She sighed inwardly then pulled herself out from his grip and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Why?" She repeated trying to regain a bit of composure. "Listen Ichigo, she needed it more than me anyway. Besides, you all said that she's a great mom so she deserves to have more time with her family especially with her children, who love her very much and are quite impressive might I add… even though the oldest was a bit of a so-so, but I guess he can be pretty useful at times too especially in piloting strange contraptions." She ended with a mischievous grin in an attempt to lighten the conversation. However, the stern look on his face never faltered.

"But what about you? And the curse?"

She quickly waved it off. "Don't worry about it. I'll just find another way to break it, I've got time." She mentioned like it was not a big deal.

But it was. To him… to his family… it was.

"Then, I'll come with you." He spoke in all seriousness. "I'll help you find another way." He continued his tone filled with determination and resolve.

If he had noticed how her face had lit up just by hearing those words, he definitely didn't show it.

Whether he could hear the quick thumping in her chest because of all the mixed emotions that flooded her then, she'll never know.

But for him to know how badly she wanted to say yes to him at that very moment was something that she would never allow.

And with her own made up resolve, she was able to muster a reply.

"Fool," she began. "As if I'd let you do that. Your family needs you more than I do."

She then took a step closer to him. Her eyes looking sincerely at him as she spoke, "I just need you to live your life, Ichigo. Have your own adventures until you can no longer have them. And when the time comes, just live long enough to tell others about it."

She takes off the pendant from around her neck and hands it to him.

He looked at it reluctantly then back at her before finally giving in and taking it.

"What's this for?" He asked with a scowl and she shrugged.

"A souvenir of your adventure with me… also, a gift. For when you get started on your next one," she answered together with a charming wink and a genuine smile.

He felt his heart swell at her gesture and somehow, at that moment, Neverland was never too far away.


The woman sat down on one side of the bed, her gaze following her husband who had just returned to their room. "You really are amazing, you know that?" She said which made his eyebrows shot up in surprise of the sudden compliment.

"What do you mean?" Ichigo asked as he froze to look at his wife.

She shrugged, uncertain of how to explain her sentiment. "You know, like how good you are with those stories." Her smile grew wider as she let out her theory. "It's like… you've lived them."

He chuckled at her observation. "You don't think it's weird that a guy in his thirties still tells stories about magical fairies, pirates and children going on adventures?"

The other simply shook her head. She let Ichigo take his place beside her on the bed before she continued. "Besides, he really loves hearing them. It's so hard to get him to fall asleep when you're not around to tell them. I mean, I've tried but it's never as good. Even your sisters are good at telling them too whenever they visit. I probably should start taking notes." She thought out loud.

"You don't have to do that, they're just stories." He assured her.

"Are they though?" She quipped back with a hint of curiosity. "You know, even your mother mentioned something about a young angel that miraculously cured her back when you were… I don't know… Fourteen? Fifteen?"

"Did she?" He shook his head, amazed at his mother's memories. "Well, now you know where the imagination of the family comes from," He scoffed. His wife simply pouted at his remark which made him chuckle at her reaction. She ended up laughing as well but she knew it meant that he didn't want to discuss it any further to which she had no choice but to let it go.

Although deep down, she knows that there is something more to those stories that her husband wasn't telling her, she would never force her way to his heart like that. No. She believes that it's something very precious to him, with the way his eyes would light up whenever he's telling them, but as much as she would love to be part of it, she'll just have to be patient until he's ready to share that part of him with her.

Until then, she's contented with seeing him share those beautiful tales with their little spectator.


Neverland.

A mystic place found within the sea of one thousand islands.

A land where time has a strange way of passing for those who inhabit it. There are more suns and moons but there was no precise way of measuring the weeks, the months and the years.

And this enchanted place can only be reached by flying onto a magical road created by the cosmos called "The Highway".

However, there's no telling when this mysterious path shall appear again to reconnect the two worlds.

"Do you think Rukia will ever go back to Karakura?"

"Yuzu," the dark haired twin began as she joined her sister who was dreamily looking out the window where the clear night sky was brightened gorgeously by the light coming from the moon. "You know that even if Rukia wants to go back, she can't. Unless the highway appears again."

Yuzu then let out a huge disappointed sigh.

She knew that.

She then slumped down on the window's edge, arms flailing out, to showing her frustration. "But wouldn't it be great to know when? And to be here when she does? We'll be moving out to go to college soooon," She whined. "I just don't want to miss it, Karin."

Her sister then did the same gesture, matching that of her twin, and knowing exactly how the other feels. "But nobody knows when. Even Rukia mentioned that it rarely does happen. And with how unusual time moves from there, she probably needs to wait by it to know when it does."

"But it happened before," the light haired twin added. "Like it did back then when we helped her catch that fairy."

Karin chuckled at the memory. "Yeah, accidentally. And I clearly remember how we got taken by those nasty pirates afterwards. See? Even ugly northern pirates can fly over it."

"I wouldn't get my hopes up on that though," their elder brother spoke from behind them, joining in the conversation.

The two girls straightened up to look back at him.

"Why not?" They both said in unison.

Ichigo gave the twins a matter-of-fact look as he went on. "Look, she's probably too busy with her silly little adventures to even notice the highway appearing again."

"Oh but maybe you would!" Karin pointed out as an idea hit her. "She gave you that pendant thingy, right? Wasn't it supposed to have a piece of the cosmos? Shouldn't it show some sort of sign or at least glow or something when the highway appears?" Karin explained, remembering the enchanted item that was now in her brother's possessions.

"And what then? We just fly towards the second star to the right and straight on till morning?" He quipped which made the other snort, annoyed at his sarcastic tone.

He chuckled at the young girl's reaction. "And yes, I do have it," the young man confirmed. "But it's never done that and I don't think it ever will since it's all drained out of magic. Just like how Rukia would never go back to Karakura just to check up on you two. So I really won't get my hopes up for that."

And that retort had him receive two death glares coming from the girls but he remained unfazed by the gesture.

"You know she's not like that," Yuzu defended in full confidence of their friend. "I'm sure she'll do everything that she can to pay us a visit."

"Yeah, in fact, she's probably doing something about it right now." Karin added with high hopes and the two girls looked at each other before nodding in agreement. Ichigo couldn't help but shake his head at his sisters' faith in the midget from Neverland.

But then again, as much as he didn't want to admit it, deep inside, he really wished that they were right.


As the tale about the battle with the Northern pirates ended, Ichigo paused to observe his son who was now fast asleep. How this kid's energy can go from a hundred to zero in just a snap was something that he found really impressive. It kind of reminded him of his sisters and his dad which made him laugh inwardly as he realized that the trait had probably skipped him. With that, he proceeded to grab some of the toys that fell off the bed and neatly placed them back next to the kid. He also fixed the boy's blanket, fully tucking the child in, before giving him one last pat on the head and headed towards the window to make sure that the curtains were parted enough to let the moonlight enter the room.

After which, he made his way to the door and gave the kid one last look before reaching for the light switch. As soon as he closed the lights, he noticed that a tiny white light was emitting from his chest. Confused, he pulled out the now glowing pendant from inside his shirt, like a tiny star resting at the palm of his hand.

And just like that, his sister's words came back to him...

She gave you that pendant thingy, right? Wasn't it supposed to have a piece of the cosmos? Shouldn't it show some sort of sign or at least glow or something when the highway appears?

It couldn't be. He told himself in bewilderment.

And with that, the wind brushed inside the room from the open window, making the curtains dance around in motion.

He turned his head to its direction and at that moment, two feet gently stepped in and carefully landed on the floor, wary enough to not make a single sound. The mysterious visitor straightened and held her ground with grace as though she has done it a million times before.

His eyes widened as the light of the moon made her image clearer.

Her small figure…

Her signature green clothing…

Her silky dark raven hair that goes just a little beyond her shoulders…

Her stubborn bang that gently fans her features….

And her face… that had not aged a day…

She was…

Just as beautiful as he remembered years ago.

He felt his heart beating uncontrollably from his chest that he thought she could hear it. So many feelings and memories begin to rush over him, all at once, like wildfire.

It was definitely her.

His first love.

And for the first time in a long time, for Ichigo, reality was better than his dreams.

But then, he gulped. For all he could do was stand there frozen as he watched her slowly approach the bed with finesse. Her guard down but her gaze focused on where she needs to be. She gently planted her palms at the edge of the bed and ever so slowly leaned forward to check in on the person lying on it.

With a soft breath, she whispered, "Ichigo?"

Getting no response, she called out again, a bit louder this time, in hopes to finally get a reaction. And when she did, it came from a different direction than where she was expecting.

"Rukia." He spoke softly, feeling the name roll on his lips while trying not to alarm her. But of course, letting her defensive instincts take over, she swiftly pointed her weapon to the direction of where the voice came from.

He smirked at seeing her familiar stance. "Easy on the enchanted knife, midget. I wouldn't want another scar from that."

Caught off guard by that response, she slowly drew the knife down, with her eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

"Ichigo?" She called out again, this time to the figure hidden at the dimmer side of the room. She felt baffled and unsure for a second for the voice was much deeper than how she had remembered but her heart remained hopeful.

She can imagine the smile on his lips as he playfully replied, "Guess the highway does open every few years, huh?"

With that, he hit the lights open to fully reveal themselves under its radiant cover.

This time, her mouth gaped and it was her eyes' turn to grow wide at the sight of him.

"No way..." She barely breathed out in disbelief.

"It's nice to see you too, midget." He replied with a smug smirk, arms crossed as he leaned on the wall.

Truly, even the sight of her was making his legs weak. He just hopes that she wouldn't notice.

But then she began to approach him. Her violet orbs never leaving him as she etched every detail of him now in her memories while she sheathed her knife away.

"Is it really you?" She asked again, this time meeting his gaze. Feeling the intensity of her stare, he blushed and felt his breath hitch at every inch that she took closer.

"Depends, do you know anyone else with this hair?" was all that he could muster to say in return with an embarrassed shrug as he ran a hand through his wild orange hair all the while feeling uncertain of whether her question was a good thing. But to her, hearing him say those words and seeing his reaction was enough to reassure her. It made her eyes soften.

It was him.

Her lost boy.

"You've… changed." She said softly and he blushed even more at her comment.

"Mm… Not really. You looking for fairies again? Bet I can still catch them better than you." He countered.

"Hah! Yeah right," She said rolling her eyes at his smugness and putting her hands on her hips as she raised an eyebrow at him. There was a short pause and they both ended up giving each other knowing smiles at being reminded of the familiar comfort that they felt towards each other whenever they had their silly little banters. It was always something that only the two of them understood… something that was always theirs, and theirs alone.

Their silence felt like a small eternity until she decided to break it.

"Oh but where are your sisters?" She beamed. "Are they here too? And your parents?"

Ichigo scratched the back of his head as he tried to sum up how his family was doing. "Well, the twins are good, they're in New York. They live there now and they both have their jobs there too. They visit here sometimes. And mom... she's been traveling around with the old man ever since the twins graduated from college. It's something that she's always wanted to do so my dad was really supportive about it."

She smiled in relief. "I see, you've all been good, that's good to hear then."

"Yeah, we have. And it's all thanks to you." His smile towards her made her feel the weight of his gratitude, enough to fill her heart for the rest of her days.

"Ah but if you're here, then who's that on the bed?" She said pointing perplexedly towards the sleeping child.

"That… would be my kid."

"Really?" She looked at him in surprise before walking back towards the bed and approaching the boy who was too caught up in his slumber to be bothered by the reunion happening inside the room.

Ichigo nodded. "Ah... After becoming a pilot, I got married in the states then we moved back here..." She kept quiet as she observed the child, still asleep regardless of the noise. "He loves hearing stories about you." He continued. "I try to make them sound exciting but I think Yuzu and Karin are better at pulling that off."

Rukia chuckled at how true that was.

"I bet they are," she agreed as she eyed the boy's sleeping features closer. "He… looks just like you, although maybe a bit more good looking." She teased side eyeing the older man.

"Psch, shut up." He countered in annoyance which made her giggle.

The girl straightened and turned to him. "So you grew up, became a pilot and had a family. Wow. Bet that's one hell of an adventure." She said in genuine amazement. Eyes filled with pride as she kept her gaze at him.

"Well, it's definitely different from yours." He ended up saying and she simply smiled in return. Then she moved to face the open window.

"Speaking of adventures, I guess I better go." She spoke not looking at him.

"Oh, already?" He let out trying not to sound frantic.

"You know I can't stay here for long," She simply reasoned.

And suddenly there were so many things that Ichigo wanted to ask... wanted to say… wanted to know...

Why did she come back?

Was he ever going to see her again?

Did she ever… think about him?

But then, with the look that she gave him, he knew that there was no point in even knowing the answers to those questions because…

"So, this is good bye then?" He ended up saying, barely getting over the lump on his throat. As painful as it sounds, he had to let her go for she was not part of his reality.

She was his dream… and what a beautiful dream she was…

"I guess," she stated with a shrug. "Good bye, Ichigo."

This time, she gave him one last smile. A smile that would forever be imprinted in his heart.

Then she turned her back to him and headed towards the window.

"Rukia." He hastily called out making her stop mid-step at the edge of the window pane.

"Yeah?" She replied barely glancing back.

Unsure of how to begin his next words, he let his heart, with its unspoken feelings, take over.

"Thank you… for coming back... somehow I... thought that you'd forgotten me already." He said with his head down, afraid to see her reaction.

But her eyes widened in surprise of his words. "Forgotten? You? I don't think that's possible."

He finally looks up to see her now standing on the window pane and looking at him. "In fact, my adventure with you... would always be my favorite..." She said with her ever so charming wink and a reassuring smile before jumping gracefully off the edge, the wind blowing hard to accompany her exit.

Ichigo ran towards the now empty window to look up at the night sky filled with thousands of stars that created a majestic path for a huge floating ship to cross over. He watched as the Jolly Roger grew smaller in the distance and from there he can clearly picture its current captain standing on its edge waving back at him with a proud smirk, her tiny stature still managing to stand out despite the ship's grandiose structure and enormous size.

He smiled back with one last good bye salute before whispering, "Yeah... Mine too."


A/N: Aaaaaand that's 5,000 words for you hahaha I have outdone myself, I guess, despite writing this for days and doing it in the middle of work. Thank you so much again for your support and for reading my story. Not just this but also for all the other works that I did (if ever you've come across them). I still have lots of ideas for this one but if I put them all in, this would never be finished but I guess I've pretty much covered the important parts. If there are loopholes, I'll leave that up to your imagination because as I mentioned in my Tumblr post, this could have been a multi-chaptered fic but I just don't have it in me to commit to something like that right now hahaha If you have no idea what my tumblr account is, it's still thequeenindisguise so that's where you'll see the full version of this story's cover photo or whatever.

Anyway, bleach is back. Still not as great as it was before but somehow I'm glad that the IR fandom is still as active. Somehow, I hope bleach gets hyped enough that more IR fans, fanarts and fanfics come out of it. I won't make this any longer because I already made that long-ass post in Tumblr so to you, reader, whether you are an IR fan or not and wherever you are in the world right now, stay safe, enjoy the rest of IR month and hope you have an amazing day!

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