Him and Her
Author: foxmagic
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.
(A/N) Ugh! I am so embarrassed! I haven't been on fan fiction .net in what seems like forever…and then I come back to read my stories…and…they're horrible! Blarg! So much has been happening since my last appearance, and I hope you forgive me, cause I haven't given up on this story. I still love Ichigo/Rukia more than ever! So here's the thing…I kind of lost all my documents with all the story sequels I had been writing. So now, I must start from scratch. I apologize if things don't seem to click as well right away…because I can't remember everything I had been planning to do. But please stick with me while I get my act together! I love you!
So here it is, the next chapter. Oh happy day!
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Story Six: His confusion and Her emotions -Part Three-
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Back -they were back. Her powers had returned.
"That's…" Her voice caught. "That's impossible."
"Damn you!"
A swipe, a flurry of movement as she dodged him, as the spell wore off. Her chest constricted, numbed, and she ducked just barely to avoid the sweep of his arms. Nothing was right -this wasn't right. Her eyes, unblinking, as she mouthed another cast. That's when it finally hit her, and that's when her expression hardened.
A slight smile.
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"Hey, Rukia. I'm back." Ichigo threw his stuff on the bed.
Someone was banging on the closest, wailing, as he walked over to open it curiously. And out fell an enraged Con. "Nee-san! Nee -Ichigo? Ichigo! Where is-"
He stepped on the lion's face, squishing him beneath his foot. "Why are you so loud?"
"Mphf!"
"I can't hear you." His foot moved slightly.
"H-Hey…! Is that anyway to treat me? If nee-san were here…"
He paused. "She's not here?"
"Isn't that what I just -HEY! Where are you going?" Con followed after him hurriedly.
Ichigo said nothing, couldn't, for that nagging sensation buried in his chest. What if…
He was out of the house before he even realized it, waving off his sisters' protesting rants. Con was clinging to his shirt as he ran, and as he ran, his brows furrowed.
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Rukia panted. Her back met with the wall and she abruptly slid down to the ground. Rest…yes, rest was good. It had been so long since she had last used her shinigami powers -it had taken a lot out of her. Discreetly, her eyes slid over to where the Hollow had once stood. Gone -she had defeated it.
"Ah…" A hiss, and she gripped her side. He had gotten her good. But she had…had-
Eyes closed, shut so tightly from the world. To return home -to return home…now was time to return home.
It was dusk, streets darkened and lamplights flickering one by one. She willed her limbs to move, to get away, before he came. Before he came and caused all those doubts to come crashing down on her again. Her breath lingered, and she paused to listen.
The faint call of her name.
Of footsteps…
And the rush of wind.
"Rukia…?"
She looked up at him.
A slight smile.
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Fin
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Okay…so, I'm sorry that was short. And I'm sorry if it disappointed you at all! I think I'm going to plan on adding just a couple of unrelated one-shots into this fic, just because I'm getting tired of the continuation thing. Hell, maybe I'll even try to write some that actually follow the manga's storyline. But I feel like some humor, how about you? Or would you rather romance or action?
There are so many new Bleach fics to compete with...
Till next time, see ya! And please review for me?
(kisses)
foxmagic