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Wristcutters: A Love Story - Part 2


'CAMPING STORE ALMOST LIKE NEW' read the sign posted in the dirt.

Three set of feet laid out the opening of the tent. Three bodies lied close together in the tent as they discussed.

"I don't know." Renji said at the end of the tent. Rukia squirmed a little between the two before settling down.

"I like it." She offered, putting her arms behind her head to relax.

"Better than sleeping in the car." Ichigo offered.

"Alright." Renji reluctantly agreed.

Ichigo pushed himself up and crawled out of the tent. "I'll go get the cashier." Ichigo went in search for some one working, leaving Rukia and Renji alone together in the tent.

To ease the silence, Rukia tried to make some sort of small talk. She pointed up to the little cut out of the tent.

"I like the window here-" She stopped once she felt a hand sliding over the front of her sweatshirt.

"Do you want to test it out?" Renji whispered into her ear huskily.

Rukia stared at the red haired man for a moment before sitting up. "I think I'm gonna go see how Ichigo's doing."

Outside the tent, Rukia could see Ichigo talking to the store owner. Beside the tent was a sign, the same sign with the store name. A smaller sign was placed above the other one, this one about shoplifting. When the owner left Rukia grabbed the sign and hid it behind her back.

[–]

The shoplifting sign was ripped in two and was keeping alive a good fire that they had made. It was dark now and they were forced to camp out at the bottom of a small ravine they had found on the side of the road.

Rukia lay on the ground, adjusting her shoulders to get comfortable as she stared up at the night sky. Nothing but blackness.

"I wonder if people who die normally end up with no stars." Ichigo and Renji sat on the other side of the fire, watching Rukia who lied spread out in the sand. "I really miss the stars."

"You get used to it." Renji said with a shrug.

Rukia flipped onto her stomach, pointing a finger at Renji. "I don't want to get used to it." She stated firmly. "I want to go home. This guy that gave me a ride the other day, he told about this rumor about the people in charge; apparently they wear white outfits or something-"

"That's a pile of shit." Renji cut her off, his face scrunched in disgust. "White outfits. He was just trying to get into your pants."

Ichigo stayed quiet, watching an unreadable look pass over Rukia's face.

"No he wasn't." Rukia stated. "He said he thought I had a really strong case."

"What makes you so special, if you don't mind me asking?"

"That I got here by mistake."

"Well we all got here by a mistake, one way or another. And believe me, you have as much of a chance in findin' your men in white, as he does in findin' his dead princess." He said, shifting his head at Ichigo who had still stayed out of the conversation.

"You don't know that." Rukia said frowning deeply. Renji shook his head, making some sort of noise that was negative. "You don't know. I bet he finds her."

Ichigo tipped his beer to Rukia in thanks. "Yeah, besides I have a hunch that she's close by."

"Even if she is, I bet she found someone by now." Renji said as he forced himself to his feet. "Probably some black guy that hung himself by his dick."

Ichigo glared at his friend as he walked away. "Wouldn't matter Renji." He called.

As Renji drifted away from sight Ichigo turned back to Rukia, who had been quiet for the moment. He shook his head clear at the look the girl was giving him.

[–]

"You know…" Orihime said as she strung colorful beads through a fishing wire as they sat on the beach. "If you were to ever cheat on me…" She turned around in Ichigo's lap to face him. "Make sure you do it with someone really pretty." She held the beaded wire to Ichigo's wrist, deciding it had to be a few beads longer and went back to her creation.

Ichigo glared at the bracelet, not liking the light pink color that Orihime was stringing along. "What the hell are you talking about? I wouldn't cheat on you."

"I know that, baby." She said, smiling softly at him before turning fully to kiss him. He smiled and kissed back.

[–]

Ichigo lazily opened his eyes. It was still dark but the dream he just had had fully awaken him. He opened his eyes completely and sat up with a grunt, not enjoying the sound the tent floor made when he moved.

Worrying that he had woken up the others he checked beside him. Renji was sound asleep at the end of the tent, drool running down his chin as he sprawled his arms above his head. In between the two of them was Rukia, on her side facing Ichigo and her thumb in her mouth.

He lied back down, facing Rukia this time. She looked cute with her thumb in her mouth, and at the same time it worried Ichigo. She was like a lost, scared little child, trying to huddle up and forget the horrible world around her.

After a few minutes Ichigo looked away, staring up at the tent's roof until he could fall back to sleep.

[–]

It was late morning when they woke up. The sun had shone through the light colored tent and it wasn't possible to sleep after that.

It was left to Renji to gather the tent, which he did rather lazily, while Ichigo got the pillows and Rukia made room in the trunk. Ichigo threw the pillow in the back seat and Renji roughly threw the bunched up tent into the trunk of the car.

Rukia huffed as she closed the trunk of the car, walking around to the driver's side. "Mind if I drive?" She asked, already getting into the driver's seat. "I'll get us there in half the time."

"Get us where?" Renji asked, furrowing his brow.

Rukia pointed towards the distance behind her, nothing but desert and mountains. "Over there."

"Oh, over there." Renji rolled his eyes but left Rukia to drive. He went for the front passenger seat but saw Ichigo was already seated. "I'm not sitting in the back." He stated, shaking his head.

Ichigo raised one of his brows. "Why not?"

"'Cause everyone knows the guy in the back doesn't have a cock." He stated.

Ichigo stared at him with mild disbelief. "What?"

"That's a fact." Renji insisted. "If the guy in the back seat had a cock he wouldn't be back there in the first place." He crossed his arms, looking at Ichigo to get his point across.

Rukia stifled a snicker from the driver's seat, shaking her head while popping in a piece of gum.

"Yeah well, I have a cock, man. So, I'm not…" Ichigo trailed off, indicating the back seat. He turned to Rukia. "Do you have a cock?"

"Yeah I have a cock." Rukia stated to Renji. "A big fat one."

Renji narrowed his eyes, his arms still crossed.

[–]

Rukia drove down the empty road, her right shoulder being cramped. Renji had still refused to sit in the back and had decided to force himself onto the small console between Rukia and Ichigo, leaving no room up front. The old tires of the car squealed as they drove, but was a nice relief to the static coming from the radio. Ichigo glanced at Renji, tired of the white noise that filled the car; he put in the little tape of Renji's band.

The music played as they cruised down the endless road.

'When there's a trap set up for you,

"I'm looking for the people in charge." Rukia tried to explain to a man in a police helmet. The sky was darkening, but still light enough for them to see for the time being. "I'm here by mistake; I've been looking for awhile…"

Ichigo leaned on the hood of the car, staying quiet as Rukia trailed off.

In every corner of this room,

Ichigo stopped a young man while Renji was a little ways off taking a piss on the side of the road shamelessly.

"Her name is Orihime, long dark orange hair." He tried to explain, not getting through to the obviously foreign man. "This tall?" He said, laying his hand flat a few inches shorter than him. "No?"

And so you learn the only way to go is underground,

"I'm not sure what you're trying to do is completely legal." The officer stated, removing his glasses to look more intimidating.

"Yeah, but can't you-" Rukia tried, but the officer raised a hand to cut her off.

"Let me see some ID."

When there's a trap set up for you,

Renji leaned against the car as he smoked. They were in a little trailer park now. He blocked out Rukia repeating her all too familiar story.

"…Trying to find the people in charge of this place because I've only been here for a couple of weeks and I'm here by mistake..."

He noticed that at every stop Ichigo was right at Rukia's side.

In every corner of your room,

"Did I show you, that thing?" Ichigo asked as he wrapped his arm around Rukia's. He started pulling the young woman, semi unwilling, away from the cop. "Thanks officer but we need to get moving..." He called back to the man, still not letting Rukia's arm go.

And so you learn the only way to go is through the roof,

Rukia tossed one of Renji's finished cigarettes that were on the ground into the fire. It was dark now and they were forced to camp out since they had no headlights still. The day had been a complete bust in her mind. A full day and still no answers about the people in charge, still no answers on how to get home.

Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground,

Renji rolled the hundredth cigarette that day while steering with his knees. It wasn't much of an issue seeing as there weren't any other cars on the road to be aware of. He glanced over at the passenger seat, about to ask Ichigo to hand him a beer but saw Ichigo was leaning out the window, very involved in the sock puppet show he was putting on for Rukia in the back seat. Renji decided against asking.

Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground,

Ichigo sat on shore, letting his feet dangle in the water, choosing to ignore the private property sign in front of him. He watched as Renji held onto Rukia's floatation raff, offering Rukia a bite of the banana he was eating for lunch. He knew Renji was desperate for a bed-mate, but he didn't think he would go as far as hitting on Rukia.

For some reason Ichigo felt his stomach churn at the idea of the two of them in bed together.

And as we're crossing border after border,

Ichigo sung along with the song playing. He hovered over the console, handing Renji the beer they were sharing. Rukia had joined in; singing off key with Ichigo but it was appreciated.

We realize that difference is none,

Renji had a finger pushing up both sides of his cheeks, forcing a smile on his face. Rukia chuckled, her own cheeks pushed up as well. Ichigo watched them, before attempting to smile in the mirror, before realizing that Rukia was right, and you weren't able to smile in this world.

It's underdogs who, and if you want it,

Rukia had a stick of Chap Stick that she had bought at the last store they were at. As Renji hit a speed bump, Rukia loss her hold and the stick feel, being sucked into the black hole beneath the seat.

You always have to make your own fun,

Renji glared at his lighter, tapping it again but the flame still wouldn't work. After the third time he had given up, deciding that it was long gone and dropped it under his seat, the sound of the black hole taking it away was enough for him to know it was gone.

And as the upper dog leisurely sighing,

Ichigo was driving with Rukia close to him holding the map for Ichigo to see. He lazily had one arm slung over Rukia's back, his hand resting on the passenger seat where Renji was trying to nap. As Rukia flipped the map over again and again saying she had no idea where they were, Renji sat up, snatching the map from the woman and threw it under his seat.

The local cultures are dying and dying,

"Hey man," Renji said while handing the new sunglasses he had bought a few stops back to Ichigo. "You need to whip these off for me."

Ichigo held the glasses up, breathing on them and began to whip them with his shirt. His hold on them slipped and he tried to catch the glasses, but failed and watched in despair as they were sucked under the seat.

Renji stared at Ichigo in disbelief. "Man, are you doing that intentionally?"

"No, no-"

"Do you hate me?"

"No, it's not my fault they-"

"I just asked you to clean them off. There's a hole I told you. Here take my hat, drop that in the hole." He said angrily throwing the old hat at Ichigo, who caught it.

"No, I'm not going to drop your hat."

"Here's my tobacco, see if that goes down the hole too-"

"Guys! Guys, guys, guys. Please, stop arguing." Rukia begged, sitting up in the back seat, still half dazed with sleep. She pointed over the seat. "Renji, there's a diner, will you stop?"

"Yeah, perfect timing." He said, slowing down and pulling over. "And you," He gave a pointed stare at Ichigo. "You stop touching my stuff."

"You handed me that." Ichigo argued.

"Don't touch my stuff any more."

[–]

"Who's he talking to on the phone?" Rukia asked Ichigo, eyeing Renji weirdly as the red head leaned against the wall in the other room, talking on the payphone quietly.

"He's calling in to check in with his little brother and sister." Ichigo replied, taking a sip of his coffee, blanching slightly at the taste.

Rukia turned to him, her brows furrowed. "His siblings are here too?"

Ichigo nodded. "Yeah. His older sister did herself in because she couldn't handle the ridicule she got for being gay. His little brother had no one to take care of him once Renji and their sister were gone, so he hung himself shortly after so he didn't have to go into foster care." He explained. For a brief moment Ichigo remembered Keigo and his statement that there really was something to suicides happening in threes.

Rukia shook her head. "That's insane," She said. "Is that normal here? For families to be together like that?"

"Not that I've seen," Ichigo shrugged.

Rukia nodded in acceptance of his answer, and placed down her mug of coffee, which she had been nursing a little better than Ichigo had with his own, and stood from the stool she had been sitting on. "I'm going to go get some more gum. You want anything?"

When Ichigo shook his head to the negative, she moved on to the next room, passing Renji on the phone. She stopped when she felt Renji smack her ass, and sighed in annoyance.

She spun around, stalking up to Renji and grabbed the phone, talking right into it. "The next time you grab my ass I'm gonna tell your sister, you asshole." She gave a sickly sweet smile and smacked Renji's cheek lightly. "Okay?"

Renji watched as Rukia went to the little window with a clerk waiting. He apologized to his sister before hanging up, a slight glare on his face as he went to the stool by Ichigo's side.

Rukia scanned the items behind the counter, already having spotted the brand of gum she wanted. While the clerk was checking his items, Rukia noticed the sign stapled to the wall. 'NO SMOKING' it said in big red capital letters. She checked to make sure no one was paying attention before grabbing the sharpie from the counter and scribbling over the sign, 'Unless you want to!'

[–]

"All I'm saying is, neither one of us are gonna score with her." Renji explained.

"I don't know about that." Ichigo said, shaking his bangs out of his eyes. "The other night she said she thought you were cute."

"Cute? Cute is what you used to call a puppy." Renji complained, rolling his eyes. "The only thing worse is good friend, or nice person. In plain English it means 'I'll leach off of you as long as I can, but don't even think of getting in my pants.'"

"You may be right about that." Ichigo agreed, just for the sake of not fighting. "But, you might not-"

"We should get rid of her while we still can." Renji cut him off. "Look," He said pointing to the waitress behind the counter. She had her back to them, bending over to write something, in very short cut shorts. "This is what we'll being losing out on."

"Yeah, I don't know." Said Ichigo as he looked away. He wasn't looking to get laid. If that was the case he wouldn't have insisted going cross-country to find Orihime. "But…the whole people in charge thing is a little weird..."

"See," Renji tapped his finger on the counter top. "This is what I'm talking about…" He paused, turning to look at the door to the back. Ichigo turned, seeing Rukia standing there, a look of hurt on her face. After a moment of silence, the raven haired girl looked away, marching past them and out the front door, being sure to slam it.

"See that's what I'm talking about. She's eavesdropping on her friends now."

Ichigo ignored Renji and got up from his seat to see out the window behind him. He saw Rukia close their car door before getting into the back of another car. Realizing something had to be done, Ichigo ran outside but as soon as the door closed, Rukia was already driving away.

[–]

Ichigo watched the dead grassy plain flash by as they sped down the highway. Another one of Renji's songs was playing, but not the one he liked. He didn't want to listen to that song at the moment, or maybe ever again, because Rukia had also liked that song and Rukia had left them. Not that Ichigo could blame her. Back at the diner Renji had made the comment about Rukia eavesdropping on friends. Ichigo was sickened at the thought. They weren't friends to Rukia, because friends wouldn't have discussed ditching you for not putting out. Friends would laugh at the idea that you were dead set on that just because that's what friends do.

No, he and Renji couldn't be considered as Rukia's friends. They couldn't even be called nice people anymore. They were the ones doing the leaching.

They hadn't talked to each other for a while now. And whenever it looked like one of them wanted to say something, Renji would turn the radio up louder. As if that could solve all of life's problems. But it was working pretty well so far.

As they drove, the sun beat down on them, the light shining into the car to make something in the back seat glint. Ichigo frowned and turned in his seat, reaching out towards the odd glint. "You buy these shades?"

"What shades?"

Ichigo sat back, two pair of orange tinted sunglasses in his hand. "Rukia bought us shades, man." This was just the icing on the cake to make Ichigo feel like the biggest pile of shit.

He slipped the glasses on, looking out at the slightly orange road.

"That was sweet of her." Renji commented, throwing the shades on. "But it's nice to be on our own again, right?" He said, looking at Ichigo for an answer.

Ichigo stared at him, the look on his face that of disappointment. "Renji, you know I like you, but you can be an asshole."

"What do you care for?" The other asked back harshly. "We're looking for Orihime."

"Yeah, we're looking for Orihime."

"Okay then, let's focus on looking for Orihime."

[–]

They had stopped off at a small, nearly deserted gas station. Renji went inside to pay, leaving Ichigo outside to pump. He had some trouble, but he got the old rusty hose in place, and set it on lock before leaning back and adjusting his new glasses. He never really was all into wearing glasses like this, but it was all he had left of Rukia, so he kept them on.

"Okay, calm down." An all too familiar voice said in the background.

Speak of the Devil…

He looked around and saw the same purple hoodie wearing Rukia, not even ten yards away, being forced into handcuffs at the gas station entrance.

"Please cooperate ma'am; I'm going to have to arrest you." A long bearded cop said as he forced Rukia's hands behind her back.

"Under what charges?" Rukia cried, trying to slip her hands away, but the officer caught them.

"Breaking that sign was a clear case of vandalism."

"That's completely retarded!" Rukia hissed.

Ichigo glanced the sign beside them, noticing that the N on the sign was removed; now making the sign read 'O EXIT' rather than 'NO EXIT.'

"I was just trying to make this place a little bit less depressing! What's the big deal with that?" Rukia whined as the cop started pushing her into the back seat of the car. By now Ichigo had started walking towards them. "What the hell is your problem? You don't need to be doing this-"

"Hey!" Ichigo called as he jogged up to the officer. "That's - that's my sister." was the first thing Ichigo could think of once he reached the car.

"Your sister?" The officer repeated suspiciously, looking back at the woman before slamming the car door closed.

"Yeah, what's going on?"

"Well, your sister's been arrested." The cop stated, trying to get past Ichigo, but was stopped.

"Arrested?" He asked loudly. The cop tried to walk past him again but Ichigo grabbed his arm. "Please, can I just talk to you for a moment? She's only been here for a few weeks and…you know. How long have you been here?"

The officer paused, staring at Ichigo for a full three seconds before replying, "Sometime."

"Then you remember how it was the first couple of months. I mean, the whole not smiling thing is getting to her and nobody's got any good humor-"

[–]

'NO EXIT' the badly painted sign read, but he didn't have time to look. He ran quickly, no longer worried about being quiet, for the sound of gun fire and bombs disguised the sound of his foot steps.

He hid behind a hill of dirt as debris of wood and hard dirt flew over him as a result of an explosion. His other two mates were running into battle, and one of them had tapped his shoulder as a sign to join in, but he stayed rooted to the spot. He couldn't live in this world any longer. He was seeing with his own eyes just how fucked up and fearful this world was. He couldn't even smile anymore.

Taking his gun, his placed the barrel in his mouth, staring upwards into his brain, and pulled the trigger.

[–]

The officer removed his hat, revealing a large hole where part of his scalp stood up. Ichigo knew by now not to stare, and that everyone here had died in their own way and the evidence was still clear, just like the scars on his wrists.

"I guess I can turn my head away this one time." The officer said. He opened the door, pulling Rukia out of the car. "Ma'am, you better watch your behavior." He said, unlocking the handcuffs.

"You bet officer." Rukia said, all the time looking up at Ichigo. Once the handcuffs were off and she had her bag back she told Ichigo, "You didn't have to do that." before walking away.

"Thank you." Ichigo said one last time to the cop before following after the raven haired woman. Rukia stood on the side of the road, thumb up and looking for cars passing by. Trying to ignore the older male beside her. "So what? Now you're just going to…" A car drove past, but did not stop. "…Can we still give you a ride?"

"No thanks, I think I'm going the other way."

Ichigo remained silent for a few seconds, staring down at his feet as he fought for the right thing to say. "…Listen, I'm sorry…about all that back there. We didn't mean that, it's just Renji's venting."

"It's okay," Rukia stated, slipping a stick of gum in her mouth. "Doesn't matter." She said turning away.

Ichigo frowned, watching as another car passed them. "Listen-"

"You should probably go." Rukia cut in. "It's gonna be hard for me to get a ride with you standing there."

Ichigo frowned a little more but Rukia wasn't looking at him. "You're right." He said, taking a step back. "I hope you find what you're looking for. I really do."

He walked back to the car, still parked in front of the gas pump. He got in the passenger seat, finding Renji already at the wheel, smoking.

"Where were you man?" He asked and started up the car.

"Rukia, he was right back there-"

As the car started moving forward, there was a strange, struggling noise before the car took a little leap. Renji stop the car, throwing it in park and opened the door.

"What the fuck was that?!" He yelled, aghast. He poked his head out the door, seeing the hose from the pump still in the car's gas tank but no longer attached to the pump itself. "Aw, shit man. You didn't take out the nozzle?" He saw a rather large dark skinned man walking towards their car. He closed the door, turning to Ichigo. "You deal with this guy, I'm not into this."

[–]

"Sorry, again."

"Don't worry about it." The gas station employee assured, his eyes hidden behind his brown bangs. "It happens all the time. At least twice a week." He placed a little binder on the counter in front of Ichigo, flipping past a few pages. "Fill that out." He said while handing Ichigo a pen.

Ichigo wrote down his name and address but stopped once he got to the third question. "What does this mean: 'what were you thinking when the accident occurred'?"

"Exactly that."

"Oh," Ichigo stared back at the paper, his hand not moving the pen an inch. What was he thinking about? Looking out the window, he saw Rukia, still outside, walking back and forth while pulling her hoodie closer to her body.

He looked away, deciding to read a few of the other papers to get a feel for the answer.

'Here I am…buried in debt. If pulling the trigger didn't solve my problem then what the hell will?'

He flipped to the next page.

'I was wondering if I was too drunk to drive.'

He flipped again, and noticed the neat, familiar cursive writing. He read it once, then two times, then three.

[–]

"But the problem with you is that you don't think it's fucked up to talk shit about me when I'm not there-"

"Oh, I was kidding." Renji interrupted Rukia.

The short woman glared icily at the taller male. "You were kidding? You didn't know I was listening!"

"No, I didn't. But that's eavesdropping." He said, removing his glasses and whipping them clean on his shirt. "Eavesdropping is what you were doing."

"Whatever." Rukia pulled away, crossing her arms and looking back at the road. "Whatever." She repeated haughtily.

Renji turned away also, seeing Ichigo running towards them. The orange haired man stopped right in between them, pulling out a piece of paper, and making both Rukia and Renji look.

"What's this?"

"It's her phone number, Orihime's! It's her phone number, address, everything."

Renji and Rukia inspected the paper, reading the text:

'I spaced out because the guy at pump number 3 looked just like my ex-boyfriend. God – will I ever find him? He feels so close.'

"I knew she was close. I told you so." Ichigo kept repeating over and over again as the other two read. He didn't know what to feel right now. Happy? He was beyond happy. Excited? That didn't work either. He was so close to finding her and the feeling he got couldn't be explained.

"So what you want to do?" Renji asked. "Want to call her?"

"No, let's just drive over there. The guy inside said it's not too far from here." He grabbed Renji's shoulders, shaking them happily. "Come on man, let's go!" He threw arm over the other's shoulder as they walked back to the car.

"You should buy her some flowers at least."

Ichigo stopped, turning around to see Rukia digging the toes of her shoes into the dirt.

"Well, flowers would be nice but did you see the flowers in there?" Ichigo inquired, raising a brow.

"Yeah." Rukia agreed, shoving her hand in her pockets. "But…I have an idea."

[–]

Ichigo leaned out the car window to hold up the dead flowers. Rukia was leaning out her own window, spraying the flowers with a can of green spray paint. Once most of the flowers were finished he pulled back in, holding them up to Renji.

"They're not too bad I think." Ichigo said, looking at the now green color stems and pedals.

"Yeah." Rukia agreed, leaning over the console and into the front of the car. "Orihime's got some taste." She quipped.

"No shit." Renji said, turning his eyes back to the road. "Who would have guessed that someone named Orihime would like turquoise?"

[–]

They pulled into a long dirt driveway, Russian music playing loudly through the open windows. Renji stopped the car in front of a little black painted house and parked. Ichigo took his first step out of the car, and with all his courage, walked up to the house, looking back at his friends for moral support.

Rukia watched as Ichigo got closer to the house and stopped in front of the white painted door to fix his hair, and then knocked. No one answered right away. Ichigo knocked again, this time a little louder.

A man in his late thirties answered and everyone's heart sank.

"Holly shit." Renji said, watching Ichigo talk to the man.

"Yeah. Doesn't look good." Rukia mumbled.

Ichigo finished talking, turned around and walked back to the car with his shoulders slumped.

"What happened?" Rukia asked as Ichigo got closer.

"She moved."

"Where?" Renji asked.

"He doesn't know…" Ichigo opened the door, throwing the flowers in the back and plopping himself in his seat.

"Any forward address?" Renji inquired.

Ichigo shook his head to the negative. "But at least we know we're getting closer, right?"

"Yeah."

"You deserve a drink man." Renji stated, grabbing a beer from the pack next to the console and starting the car.

Once back on the road they decided against the radio to give Ichigo the chance to think. They weren't talking much, having nothing to really talk about.

Rukia looked down at the flowers in her lap, painted an ugly turquoise green. She looked back up at Ichigo as he stayed quiet in his seat. She frowned softly, fiddling with the stem of one of the flowers. She looked checked to see if Ichigo was paying any attention. When she realized he wasn't, Rukia slowly lowered the flowers from her lap, forcing them under the seat in front of her, and let go.


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