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Warning: Some more OOC-ness in some characters, I'm not telling you which ones. That would be a spoiler. I HATE spoilers…

Disclaimer: Hmm? What? Kubo Tite left me Bleach in his will? How nice… WAIT… HES DEAD?

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Ichigo's POV

:: Flashback::
It's been a month and a half, and I still hurt. I haven't cried since that first night. After that I decided, well, not to forget, but also not to think about her. Rukia. Kuchiki Rukia. Yah that was her name. Still is I guess. But, not thinking about her just, it was too hard. I could wake up everyday and go to school. But once I got there, she was everywhere. Especially in my friends eyes. I couldn't take it. So, I decided to move. I wouldn't tell anyone where I was going, they would just follow me, pressuring me to come back. It's not like I would never see them again. I'd visit. Now, off to the city, to my new apartment. My dad had figured I'd need to leave, so he bought me a small one in Tokyo. He was smarted than one would think, what with the crazy exterior. With one last look back, I boarded the train. Goodbye, Karakura Town.
:: End of Flashback::

Dammit. I forgot to close the blinds again… I rolled over and turned my alarm clock off ten minutes before it went off. I huffed as I got out of bed. Or, to be honest, fell out of bed. Whatever. Rather the pain in my knee than the one in my heart. And I stopped the thought in an instant. I had been getting good at that, not thinking if Rukia. I could say her name now, too. I realized it might have been a little childish to leave my old life behind, but it felt right. It had been about a month, maybe less. And I rarely regretted it.

I was gonna be late for school. Damn, I hadn't been late since I started, and I was a top student already. As I arrived at school I saw a familiar face. What was he doing here? Shit.

"Hey! There you are! You have no idea how hard it was to find you man! Hahaha!"
"Dammit, Renji, how the hell did you find me here!" I was enraged. After all my efforts to rid myself of that world, he still tracked me down.
"Don't worry, it don't really matter. Ya dumbass."He leaned up against my car.
"Whaddya mean dumbass?"
"Are you serious? Dude, you are so screwed up in the head. Never had doubted that before, but now it's just that much more obvious."
"What the hell are you talking about? I am not a dumbass, you bastard-"
"Listen up, k? And don't interrupt me!" I was about to yell at him some more. I had learned some new words, living in the big city that I wouldn't mind using on him. But the way he looked at me told me to shut up. "Ok. Rukia, a soul. You, a human with no spiritual powers what-so-ever. Now, Tatsuki knows me, correct?"
"Ya, jerk. How else would she have been able to beat the shit outta you everyday?" This was useless. What was he talking about, anyways?
"AAANNNNDDDD Tatsuki has little to no spiritual powers. How do you suppose she saw me/beat me up? Or, maybe, how do you think you're seeing me right now?" He looked at me like it was a rhetorical question, which it was. Duh, a gigai. Just like all the other souls when they visited the World of the Living. This way, he could attend school and people could see him. See… him… OH!
Dammit Ichigo, you baka!
"Renji, I- I have to go-"He knew I got it now. He wore a smug smile on his face I would have loved to rip off his stupid face, but I was busy. "Where is she? Where's Rukia?"
"In Soul Society, where else?"
"Well, what the hell are you waiting for? Go get her! Tell her! She could be here in. like an hour!" I could feel my heart beating faster than usual, at my anticipation of seeing her very soon.
"Why. Would. I. Do. That?" He drew out every word slowly, teasing me. The world stopped spinning a little bit. Something flashed through my mind…

::Flashback::
We were laughing. One of the few times we weren't bickering.
"Haha. Hey, hey. Did you know that Renji loves me?" Rukia was smiling, but I could tell she was being serious.
"What? You're crazy. Renji doesn't love you."
"Yes, he does." She looked down. "He, He told me he loved me .A few years ago. It was random, he just blurted it out. It was like we were in the academy or something. He started blushing, and he said it again. I didn't know what to do, so I ran. I knew I didn't love him, and nobody had ever said that to me before. So I panicked" We were being very serious now. I didn't like seeing that look in her face. Confusion, regret? No…
"You know, he might be over you by now!" She looked back up, with that sparkle in her eyes again.
"Ya! Maybe your right!" I smiled back, happy I could make her happy.
:: End of Flashback::

"… You bastard." I was glaring at him, and he still had that stupid, smug smile on his face. "Are you serious? You still love her? No, this isn't love. This is an obsession. If you really did love her…"
"If I really did love her- what? Huh? Do you know what that's like? Loving Someone? I don't think y you do." He crossed his arms and looked away, thinking this was over. Hah, it was far from. When he was still looking away, I tackled him to the ground.
"YOU BASTARD! WHY WON'T YOU LET HER SEE ME?" We were wrestling and swinging punches, kicks, anything we could.
"WHY SHOULD YOU? YOU'RE JUST A LOWLY, HUMAN..." We were beating the shit put of each other until the school security came and broke us up. We didn't say anything else; there was nothing else to say. I knew what I was going to do. And I needed to do it fast.

The bell above the door ringed loudly as I slammed it open.
"URAHARA! URRRRAAAAHHHAAAARRRRAAAAAAAAA!"
" He's not here right now." Ururu stood behind the counter, calmly watching me freak out.
"WHAT? THEN, THEN WHERE IS HE?" My face was frightening her, my look of desperation and anger.
"In Soul Society. He was asked back to help with some experiment." I was thinking, and thinking fast. Now what, now what… my mind raced through the options. It found nothing that could help me. I was stuck in this world, and Urahara wasn't here. No way to reach that world and no way to know if she figured it out yet. She was smart, she would have thought of it. So, now what? I found myself walking the way home. No one knew I was here yet. I came as fast as I could, barely taking time to pack a bag.
Now, I had to wait. Somehow, I would wait.