A/N: Chapter 5! It's out and about now. It's named after "Dizzy," by Jimmy Eat World. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I have nothing.

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Chapter 5: Dizzy

"What? Don't look at me like that! Don't judge me! You don't know what happened!" Rukia said in defense, only receiving looks that said they didn't believe her. She was sitting on a couch in her living room, with Orihime sitting on the edge next to her. Rangiku stood leaning against the wall ten feet away and Momo sat on the arm of a recliner.

"Oh yeah? Then what did happen? We were already filled in on the photo explanation from Orihime. What's your excuse for this one?" Rangiku said pointing her thumb behind her to the television. It showed a clip of Rukia delivering a nice polisher to a photographer's face. They replayed it about five times before saying the photographer had decided to press charges for the assault.

Rukia sighed. "He deserved it really," she said under her breath, avoiding eye contact with the three of them as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"And why is that? You do know you could go to jail for this, right?" Momo questioned in concern.

"He threw this picture in my face and kept saying shit that wasn't true!" she yelled with anger flaming off her tongue. She held the paper up in front of her to show them, which had a huge picture plastered all over it of that night, and then next to one of her knocking out the photographer.

"Woa! Someone call the fire department because someone needs to be hosed down…" Rangiku said holding her hands up to show no offense.

Rukia exhaled sharply. "Sorry," she said sheepishly. "You want to hear something more ridiculous?" she said in an amused tone, laced in the feeling of being pathetic.

"Sure," Orihime said, "But first give me that. It's probably best if we throw this out," she said taking the newspaper out of her hands.

Momo nodded, "I'll take care of the television," she said hitting the power button.

"Who needs television? Honestly?" Rangiku added. Rukia just raised an eyebrow and shook her head.

"Go ahead," Orihime urged after throwing the paper into the garbage bin.

"I- um I well," Rukia stuttered, feeling awkward about actually admitting something she did. "Ichigo got me out of that stupid mess and gave me a ride home."

The three stood there kind of dumbfounded. They didn't have anything really to say at first. What she had just said went against everything they had heard or learned about, dealing with the subject of Ichigo Kurosaki. It went around any logic Rukia Kuchiki had lived by for the past two years. Finally, one spoke.

"What in the hell compelled you to do that?" Rangiku bluntly said.

Rukia bowed her head towards her lap. "I don't know," was muffled from her mouth being covered. She popped her head back up, "I didn't even give that much of a fight about it either," she whined before burying her face again.

"Well, you didn't really have a choice," Orihime said sadly and then turned to Rangiku and Momo. "I kinda left her without a ride home. I was in a hurry and-"

"It's fine, Orihime. You were excited. I get it. I don't blame you," Rukia said in a tired tone.

There was a moment of silence before Momo spoke up. "Well, I think it's best if we forget about that at the moment and focus on getting you a lawyer."

"A damn good one, I might add," Rangiku said casually.

"I agree," Orihime chimed in. "And there is only one that I can think of for the job."

The three girls looked at each other with a nod, while Rukia sat there in confusion. "Wait, who- Oh no," she said in realization. She was determined to avoid this. "There's no way. There is just no way!" she said standing up and making her way to the kitchen to get herself some coffee.

The three followed close behind her as Momo started, "Come on, Rukia. This isn't the time to be picky. You know he's great at his job. Remember that time when Rangiku got drunk at Renji's birthday party last year and she ended up running naked out of the mansion? She went all over the city and even walked through a drive-through and ordered fries in nothing but her skin."

"Yeah, yeah. I know. She was arrested for indecent exposure. We had to go and bail her out," Rukia said with irritation, but a tinge of amusement. They made it to the kitchen by then.

Rangiku was now leaning on the island in the middle of the room on her elbow so that she was holding up her chin with her palm. "That was one of the best nights of my life even if it did involve me sharing a cell with some beastly woman named Strang Aler," she said in a dreamy tone. "Must have been Norwegian or something," she said taking it into deep thought.

Orihime nodded in agreement with the assumption, while Rukia and Momo stared at the two in disbelief and shook their heads as they tried to push their friends' obliviousness aside.

"The point is, Rukia, that he was the one that got Rangiku scot-free of the charge," Momo said, changing the subject.

"Yeah, he did," Rukia agreed in sarcasm as she poured some sugar into her coffee. "His defensive stance was saying that 'her beautiful body shouldn't be hidden from the world,'" she mimicked him saying it to the judge.

Rangiku grinned at the memory and Orihime giggled due to this being the first time she had actually heard the story. Rukia had emailed her about the events, but the details were vague.

"Yes, he did say that, but he also said that it was not necessarily her fault," Momo defended. She then turned to Orihime to explain. "He pointed his finger at the guards at the gate of the mansion, saying that they were hired to keep the gates locked from any uninvited guests. Therefore, the gates should have been locked anyway. So if it was that simple for an intoxicated person to breech, then they weren't doing their job correctly," she said as if she was defending Rangiku at that very moment.

Orihime nodded slowly, mouthing a long 'oh,' in understanding.

"You have to admit, that's proof that he has some skill," Rangiku said urging the raven haired woman to agree.

Rukia huffed loudly as she picked up coffee. "I never said he wasn't good at his job. I just don't like the fact of who he is exactly," she finished by taking a careful sip out of her mug that said, "Caution Moron: Hot!"

Then, the doorbell rang. Rukia raised an eyebrow and turned her head in the direction of the door, while her lips still touched the rim of her mug. She then looked back at her friends to see if they had any idea.

Momo avoided eye contact by looking up at the ceiling as if it was the most fascinating thing in the world. Rangiku stood up straight and crossed her arms over her chest while a smirk graced her lips. Orihime was shocked by how quickly their guest had arrived and her face showed it.

Rukia glared at the three in suspicion as she made her way to the door with her mug in hand. Orihime hurried after her, "Rukia! We didn't know he'd be here so fast! We were going to tell you, but it took longer than expected!"

Rukia made her way through her house with Orihime yelling a few feet behind her. The other two were right behind Orihime.

Rukia finally opened the door, causing her mouth to fall slightly ajar.

"I heard you were in need of a lawyer," he said with a genuine smile as he stood in a suit and tie, only his suit jacket was draped over his shoulder with one hand, while the other was holding a briefcase at his side.

"You know what, Chad? You could be a little bit more supportive," Ichigo said in annoyance as he sat at the edge of a couch next to his tall, muscular friend. They were playing a video game and the death match was getting intense.

"I'm just saying, if she cries every time you try to talk to her, then you're probably best not to bother her," he said moving his body as if it could help as he hit the buttons on his controller.

"She didn't cry the last time I talked to her and I even saw- Haha! I just grenaded your ass, big guy!" Ichigo responded with a cheer and a grin as he kept his eyes on the screen. He then continued what he was saying, "I even saw her smile. I hadn't seen her smile at me since, well, I can't even remember."

Chad furrowed his eyebrows in concentration. "Well, Rukia isn't a cold hearted person. You can't expect her to glare at every single thing you do."

Chad had just sniped Ichigo out with one shot. "Agh!" Ichigo responded. "I know she's not, but I know she's stubborn as hell."

"That I agree with," was heard from behind. Ichigo looked over his shoulder for a millisecond and then back at the screen. Ishida stood behind the couch with a coke in his hand after placing two other cans down beside him for the two playing.

"What happened to the beer?" Ichigo asked.

"Couldn't find any," Ishida responded as he watched the screen intently.

"Oh right. I forgot to refill the fridge when I got back. Haven't been food shopping yet," Chad responded. He had been gone for a week after going on a trip to get some snowboarding done. He was a professional and even won a silver medal, but it was in the off-season at the moment. He would take little trips like that to make sure he didn't lose his stability in his profession.

"Bummer," Ichigo replied. "Oh and you two better show up later. I need all the help I can get."

"What's 'later'?" Chad asked, being clueless. Ishida took another sip of his coke. "Yeah, I have no idea what you're talking about."

Ichigo made a loud huff in irritation. "I told you both two days ago!" He looked at them hoping it would trigger a memory, but it was to his disappointment. "I'm hosting a charity event for the children's hospital?" he tried again to remind them. "I invited a bunch of celebs?" He looked at them expectantly, but it looked like this was the first time they heard this. "God damn, just be there at three," he said picking up the soda and opening it.

The two nodded in agreement. "Sure, but back to the 'Rukia' issue. How do you think you're going to see her again? I mean, I think your best bet is to make it seem like a coincidence that you meet again. It was too close last time," Ishida said before taking a drink out of his can.

"Yeah, I know. But I was lucky you told me Orihime was taking her for lunch. Otherwise, I couldn't have gotten her out of that mess and I couldn't have gotten a step closer to her forgiving me," he replied, gritting his teeth at the game.

"You're welcome. And Chad just owned you," Ishida said calmly as he saw Chad win the match. Chad stood up and silently raised both his arms in accomplishment.

"Damn," Ichigo said in exhaustion as he continued to stare at the screen or more like through the screen.

"Ichigo," Chad said with a serious tone. "Not to sound cruel or anything-"

"Spit it out, Chad," Ichigo said sharply as he continued to stare into the screen.

Chad stared at his friend for a moment, "What makes you think she'll ever love you again?"

Ichigo was silent, but then he spoke softly. "I don't care about that. I just want my best friend back."

Ishida spoke up now, slightly surprised. "Are you saying you don't… love her?"

The orange headed man was silent once again and continued to stare straight ahead. Then, he spoke. "No. Not anymore."

They sat there in silence. Chad and Ishida stared at their friend with confusion. They could have sworn that he still had feelings for the girl, but it was either he was in denial or he truly didn't.

Ishida scratched the back of his neck and then spoke. "Oh, you heard about how that guy is pressing charges against her for knocking him out, right?" Ishida said, trying to steer away from the awkward moment.

"Yeah," Ichigo said in a disappointing tone. "I figured he would too." He then turned to look between his two friends. "And guess who her lawyer is."

"K-Kaien!" Rukia exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" she questioned knowing full well why he was there, but still couldn't believe it.

"Rangiku called me. You do need a lawyer still, right?" he asked almost uncomfortably.

"Uh- yes! I mean, well, I was just surprised to see you, that's all!" she said eagerly with a fake smile.

"Good!" he said with another smile placed on his face.

"Follow me into the kitchen. I'll get you a drink," Rukia said as she ran into the three who finally caught up.

"Hello ladies," he said politely with a smile as they met his eyes.

"Hey there, Kurosaki. How's it been?" Rangiku asked casually with a smile.

"It's been good. What about you? I heard you were planning to expand your company." he asked interestedly.

"Yes, I was actually. Wow, news travels fast," she stated with a 'humph.'

"Hey Kaien," Orihime said with a sweet smile.

"Orihime Inoue? Is that you?" he asked squinting with a curious smile. She nodded. "I haven't seen you years! You look so different! But in a good way, mind you."

She blushed slightly. "It's good to see you too."

"Careful, Kaien. Don't let Uryuu hear you say anything like that. They're dating now," Momo added with a mischievous smile. This caused Orihime to blush even more.

Kaien put his hands up to show no offense. "The man can't shoot me for stating the truth, now can he?"

Rukia put her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow. "I don't mean to interrupt anything, but I would like to hurry this up a little. I have some things I need to do today."

"Ah, sorry, Kuchiki. You're completely right. Let's do this," he said in an understanding tone.

"Alright, well I have to go meet Uryuu in twenty minutes for the children's hospital event. So I'll call you later Rukia," Orihime said heading out of the door.

"Yeah, and I've got to go take Momo for some shopping. She needs my help to pick something out for her to wear when she goes on that talk show tomorrow," Rangiku explained pushing Momo towards the door.

"We'll see ya, Rukia!" Momo said with a wave of her hand as the two followed Orihime out of the door.

"Right. So do you need a drink?" Rukia asked after turning to Kaien.

"No, I'm fine. Let's just get this started, shall we?" he asked with a smile. She nodded and led him into the living room. She sat down on the couch she had moments ago been sitting on with Orihime, only now it was Kaien in her friend's place.

She couldn't believe it actually. She hadn't spoken to the eldest Kurosaki child since he went off to college. That was four years ago. Three years before it all changed for the Kurosaki family.

He opened his briefcase and pulled out a manila folder and placed it on his lap. He looked up suddenly. He looked deep into her violet eyes, which startled her. Her eyes went even wider, allowing him to see more.

"Before we get into this, I need you to answer me straight out," he began with a serious tone matching with his serious face. His casual and laid back attitude that she had known growing up and had been reacquainted with just moments ago disappeared. He was getting down to business; something she didn't expect.

He continued without waiting for an answer. "I would usually start off asking if you did in fact do what you have been accused of, but since the entire world can Google the evidence of you knocking the shit out of that photographer, I figured we could skip that question," he said with a slight smirk, which quickly diminished before the next question.

"Why did you do it?" he added before she could feel even a little embarrassed from his first statement.

She knew exactly why she did it. She didn't have a problem admitting it either. What the problem really was was the fact of who it was she had to admit it to; Kaien Kurosaki, older brother of the reason she was in this mess.

So she decided to buy herself some time in order to decide what to do about the situation. "Why did I do it?" she repeated the question as she stared blankly at him.

He raised an eyebrow slightly. "Yes. Why did you do it?"

"Well, you see…" she started before drifting off and looking away towards the floor.

"Rukia," he said sternly, causing her to jolt her head up from the floor. "I can't help you unless you tell me," he said sincerely.

She sighed, finally realizing she had to speak. "They all were asking me about your damn brother and if we were dating. Most of them didn't even ask that and just started making assumptions. It was getting to me. Then this guy comes up and shoves that damn picture in my face, saying something about how the picture shows otherwise. And then I lost it," she said with her annoyance showing towards the end of her explanation.

He nodded. He already knew it was something along the lines of that, but he needed to hear it from his client's lips.

"It just pushed you too far, huh?" he asked, letting his business attitude falter.

Rukia was getting a little more comfortable. "It's just a touchy subject for me. Ichigo and I- we have a past. One that left great memories, yeah," she said as if answering her own question. "But it also left painful ones. To have them keep pushing it on me like that- they don't know what it's doing to me," she said letting herself be vulnerable in front of him surprisingly.

He gave her a soft, understanding smile. "I got ya, Kuchiki. I can't even imagine what it was like for you being alone with him during that time." His face was now apologetic, "I'm sorry I wasn't there to help. If I had been, I might have been able to prevent all of the stuff between you tw-" he began but was cut off by Rukia holding her hand up to stop him.

"No. It wasn't your fault, Kaien. It happened on its own. I'm glad you didn't have to see your brother like that," she said with pain showing on her face even though she tried to hide it.

Kaien still felt regret. Sure he didn't have to see him in that state but he was his older brother. It was his job to look after him and he didn't.

His mind snapped back to the present and he saw Rukia staring off into a different world with her eyes glanced down towards the table where his briefcase sat. She really was different. He remembered the way she was when she was ten years old. She kicked Ichigo's ass way back then. Now, the woman sitting in front of him was like a stranger. She was distant and seemed exhausted.

"What happened to you, Rukia?" he asked softly, causing her to look back at him with surprise.

"What?" she asked with wide eyes.

"You're so different. I know it's been a few years, but this isn't the woman I remember at all. The 'Rukia' I grew up with was spunky and had that rebellious attitude that could kick anyone's ass for even thinking about back-talking you."

She let out a single chuckle as she stared into her lap with silence.

"It's like you ran out of gas and are stuck on the side of the road," he said tilting his head slightly to catch a better glimpse at her face.

She chuckled a little more, and then spoke with sad amusement. "I guess the tow truck still hasn't come yet."

"You could always ask for a ride, Rukia," he said sincerely as she raised her head to stare straight into his eyes.

"Are you going to give me a ride, Kaien?" she asked with a sad smile.

He smiled, "You wouldn't let me," he started. "You're still waiting for that tow truck to come."

She frowned slightly in disappointment. "Why?" she asked softly.

He still smiled sweetly, even though she was showing melancholy. "Because it's too precious for you to leave behind."

She exhaled, closed her eyes and shook her head. "I can't. I can't do this, Kaien. It's too hard."

He placed his hand gently on her forearm to grab her attention. "No matter what happens, he's always going to be someone important in your life. He's your friend, Rukia. And whether you want to admit it or not, you've missed that guy who knew exactly when you were upset, even though you tried to hide it. You miss that guy who knew everything about you, so you never had to explain yourself. You miss that guy who was willing to give you his shirt after you lost your bikini top in the pool filter," he added with a smirk.

"Hey! He said he never told anyone about that!" she exclaimed in disbelief. He ignored her exclaim as he continued to smirk and continue his speech.

"But most of all, you miss him. And I'm not saying anything about feelings or anything, so don't go taking my advice as something it's not," he said defensively seeing the look she was giving him. "All I'm saying is that it's been long enough. You guys were always close, even before you two hooked up. So stop pushing something you want out of your life. Let the past go already. It's obvious he's changed from the miserable mess he used to be."

She sighed and looked away from him. "Kaien?" she asked softly. "Yeah?" he answered.

"What if I can't promise you that I'll change anything? It's just… not as simple as you think," she said innocently.

He smiled sadly at her. "Rukia," he started which caused her to look back at him. "I'm not doing this for just my brother. So don't act like you'd be doing me any favors. I'm saying all of this so that you'll do yourself a favor."

She gave him a pitiful smile, "Thanks. But I still don't know if I can't do that yet. 'Friends' is a stage I'll have to work myself into if anything."

He nodded a few times, "Just think about it." He started to put things back into his briefcase and then stood up.

"Wait. We barely discussed anything," Rukia said eagerly, seeing he was getting ready to leave.

He smiled down at her, "I think we said more than enough. Don't worry. I'll cook up some bullshit excuse and you'll be out of this in no time. I've got to go meet another client," he said beginning to make his way towards the door. She got up and followed him.

They stood at the door for a moment and he smiled down on her, "I'll be calling you."

She smiled back and for the first time today, he got a glimpse of the young girl he remembered. "Thanks, Kaien. For everything."

He then reached out and quickly wrapped his arms around her, which she was startled by at first, but then relaxed into his embrace. "Anytime," he said into her ear and then backed away.

He walked out of the door and before she shut it behind him, he turned. "I almost forgot. There's a charity event today. It's supposed to be raising money for the children's hospital, but the main thing is to spend time with the kids. Maybe you should check it out. Besides, it's not a bad thing to do charity work when you're being sued," he said with a suggestive smirk. He then turned around and gave a wave without looking back.

Rukia had an understanding look on her face as she shook her head at his constant attempt, although he did have a point about the lawsuit part. She then shut the door and slid her back against the door. She took a deep breath.

She then made her way upstairs and into her bedroom where she stood in front of her mirror. She took in her appearance. Was she really that different? What ever happened to the girl of three years ago? Was she so exhausted? This was a revelation for her. She didn't want to be different. She didn't want to be exhausted.

Her eye caught sight of her dresser. There wasn't anything in particular that attracted her to it, but at that moment, it must have been her subconscious mind that led her to it. She walked over to her dresser and pulled open the drawer where a small box rested. The box contained the few possessions of her past that she still had.

She took it to her bed and sat down with it on her lap. She pulled out an envelop with 'Rukia' written on it. Then, she pulled out a small pocket sized notebook that said 'Private' on it and placed it next to the envelop.

Finally, she got to a picture. The two of them were not facing the camera, but instead, each other. He had his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, while she had her arms wrapped around his neck. She was laughing, while he grinned at her; their foreheads touching. It really was a great picture. She smiled at it, surprisingly.

She then saw the small, hand sized Chappy stuffed animal that said 'Best Friend' on its stomach. He had given that to her for her twelfth birthday. She held it tightly and then thought of the present situation.

She could stay home; write a few more chapters due to sudden inspiration, or she could go help out with the children's hospital. She was also a selfless person, so deep down she knew which one she would pick, its just it wasn't that simple.

He was going to be there. She heard about the event a week ago. He always had a weakness for kids, so even if she didn't hear about him running it, she knew he would probably be there anyway. She then took another deep breath and then looked at her watch; quarter after two. She looked at the stuffed animal one last time before nodding to it as if giving it an answer.

"I guess I should get ready," she said lazily to herself as got ready to take a shower.

"Alright, so repeat that again? What did you want to do?" Ichigo asked the two standing in front of him again. He thought he misunderstood them.

"We want to teach a few kids some boxing lessons," Tatsuki repeated with Renji nodding in agreement.

Ichigo looked at them with disbelief. "The kids are in a hos-pi-tal! You can't just have them throwing punches at each other! They end up knocking IVs out and- god, it's just a terrible idea!" he shot them down immediately.

Tatsuki frowned and crossed her arms over her chest as Renji huffed, "A simple 'no' would have worked too, ya know."

Ichigo sighed. "How about you just have Tatsuki show a few moves on you, Renji? Kids love seeing that kind of thing," he suggested.

Tatsuki grinned wickedly as she turned to Renji and eyed him. "I like that idea," she said which scared Renji a little. She grabbed his forearm and began to drag him away.

"Hey! That's not fair! You're a frigen' professional boxer!" he complained.

"Ah, don't be such a pansy!" Ichigo yelled with a grin, knowing that he'd probably come out of this with a black eye.

Ichigo turned around to a table he had been organizing forms and plans out on. He stood, leaning down slightly to sift through them, but through the crowd of volunteers his eyes caught someone unexpected.

She was wearing a pair of low waist, tight jeans, along with a pair of black Diesels. A buttoned down, short sleeved red blouse with a red camisole underneath it fit her upper body with an attractive grace.

He couldn't turn to look at her completely. He didn't want to come off as a desperate man, but who was he kidding? He knew he was one. So he stood there going through a stack of papers as she continued to come straight towards him.

You close your eyes and kiss your hand, then you blow it
But it isn't meant for me, and I noticed
If the choice was ours alone, then why'd we both choose letting go?
Does it end like this?

He saw her turn and wave to Orihime, who was making her way into a room with a tray of ice cream cartons on it. Her smile was true and he took as much time to enjoy the look of it as he could. 'She used to feel that way towards me. She used to brighten up every time I walked into the room,' he thought sadly.

Time never had a chance to heal your heart
Just a number always counting down to a new start
If you always knew the truth then the world will spin around you
Are you dizzy yet?

She turned her head back to her destination. He seemed focused on something, on what, she didn't know. Maybe he was organizing details of the event, but his mind did not seem to be where his body was. After waving to Orihime she realized she shouldn't be smiling so freely. She didn't want him to think everything was 'A-Okay.'

Respectfully so in honesty I'm calling out
Do you hear the conversation we talk about?
I'll back away to the safety of a quiet house
If there's half a chance in this moment
When your eyes meet mine, we show it off

He continued to question the situation. 'Why the hell is she here? She knew I was going to be here. I know she knew that. What happened to her still holding that grudge? She never let's go that easily,' he debated with himself. To walk the distance that he saw her from originally was taking a lifetime.

All talk and not a lot to think, we're living dreams
And shame never crept close to our naked feet
If there's something left to lose
Then don't let me wear out my shoes
That I still walk in

'Okay, start breathing, Rukia. Just breathe. The last thing you want is for him to see you anything but calm. You don't want him thinking this is a bigger deal than you want him to think. Just hold onto that not-caring-about-him attitude and keep a tinge of bitterness. It's a small start, but it's still a start,' she instructed herself as she almost made it.

I tried, but it rang and rang, I called all night
On a payphone, remember those from another life?
If everything I meant to you
You can't lick and seal then fold in two
Then I've been so blind

'Don't freak out. Don't look needy. Don't say anything that'll ruin everything,' he directed himself. 'If she was still so pissed, she wouldn't be here in the same place as you. She wants to talk to you. Why else would she be coming this way? What changed her mind?'

Respectfully, so in honesty I'm asking now
Do you hear the conversation we talk about?
I'll back the way to the safety of a quiet house
If there's half a chance in this moment
When your eyes meet mine, we show it off

She finally made it to the table as she watched him hunched over to reach the table. She was standing to his left when she finally spoke. "What do you want me to do?" she asked emotionless.

He finally turned; his amber met her violet. It was different then the first few times it had happened. It wasn't a surprise, a relief, a struggle, or a painful feeling in the chest; it was almost welcomed; almost time-turning.

Aw, aw take it all back, take your first, your last, your only
Aw, aw take it all back, take it all back, everything you showed me
Aw, aw this must be how it feels
And the feeling goes on...

He smiled softly at her as she stood there being slightly distant. "You could read to a room of nine year olds. I hear you're good with books," he suggested with the smile never leaving his face. He saw a glint in her eye and the corner of her lips twitch. She looked away for a second to get a hold of herself and then turned back to him.

I told you as I haven't, I never felt this way
You said I have the shot that stops my clock
Baby it's okay
You said you never have regrets
Jesus, is there someone yet who got that wish?
Did you get yours, babe?

She let a slight smile show on her face from his effort to make everything right again. That's why she was there after all. Some part of her wanted everything to be right again; some part of her wanted her friend back even after everything that had happened. The human emotions will never truly be understood.

Respectfully, so in honesty I'm asking now
Do you hear the conversation we talk about?
I'll back away to the safety of a quiet house
If there's half a chance in this moment
When your eyes meet mine, we show it off.

"Care to show me which room?" she said with the small smile still gracing her lips. Their eyes were still searching each others for meaning. They weren't ready to be deceived for more pain, but they were ready to take a chance for something they've been missing. For the first time in a long time, they saw eye to eye; they saw hope.

"Of course. Follow me," he said with a smile and then led her in the right direction.

When your eyes meet mine, we show it off...

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Well this is a longer chapter, huh? I don't really know if anything important happened. There was a lot of detail, but the only main thing that you should get out of this, is that Rukia is beginning to give 'friends' a shot. Hmm, well tell me what you think. Later