Here's Chapter 6. Not much else to say, other then thanks for reading! Hope to see everyone continue reading.

[Soul Society – Assignment Office

"Officer Abarai, I have the report you requested. However, some fields were classified because you did not present a Captain's Permission to view his crew." The Receptionist said.

Renji had been waiting in the room for a report he ordered on Rukia Kuchiki. He has this privilege in being a Lieutenant, though considering it is another squad, he cannot see many of the other details. Renji scanned the report thoroughly, however it only revealed the most basic information, and it did not offer soul communicator tracking or current coordinates, or current mission and status.

"Kurakara. Bah, fool. I knew it!" Renji said to himself. The clerk looked to him with curiosity.

[Kurakara City – Kurosaki Clinic, Rukia

The night was quiet, and clouds covered parts of twilit moon above. Nothing was to be heard, except a Shadow stepping across the buildings. Stepping, and hopping, the corners of buildings, being near silent, but the light sound of the landing, and the next jump. The figure landed and stopped on the Kurosaki Clinic roof, lightly stepping onto the shingles, and stopped at the window to Ichigo's room.

Rukia looked through the window, to see Ichigo fast asleep, facing the other way. Her fingers felt around the window's lip, and she almost pulled on it to open it, but stopped. She let her hand fall to the side, and soon after sat next to the window. She sat and gazed back at the city.

It's late.

The city ahead was full of lights, shining of different colors. The bigger buildings had small towers that shot out a bright red light. The street lamps lit the streets from a distance, but it all remained a in a blur. Rukia closed her eyes and ran her hand down one side of her face. She let out a sigh as she collected her thoughts.

I don't know what to make of this all. It was hard just to get here…and I want to leave now. I've done enough here. Perhaps it was selfish of me to think that I was wanted here.

Rukia buried her face in her arms, as they rested on her knees. The air was cold that night, and a breeze blew once a great while. It could be heard whistling through thereby trees, like a swooping noise.

My resolve has never been weaker. I'm fading and getting weaker as I go. I hadn't felt this empty since I…was in Soul Society. Not since I was imprisoned…except now I have no resolve.

Rukia pulled the square, silver device from her shirt, and seen that it was well over 3am. She closed the device, and put it away. She let out a quiet sigh under her breath, and closed her eyes again. She had still been dressed in the standard school uniform. The new Memory Altering Soul device was working well, and restored the memories of the previous events before Soul Society.

Nobody. Nobody knows how I really feel. I've not relied on anyone since…Kaien…but I failed him. I killed him…he wouldn't have died in such a way if not for me. Since then I have done nothing but been independent. I should be able to stand by myself. I didn't need anyone before, but…

Rukia clenched part of her dress as her thoughts began to torture her.

What Ichigo said to Inoue…'There is a place for her. She belongs right here.' Belonging…I don't belong in Soul Society. I was in the way, and I let Kaien die.

Rukia gazed onto the city lights once more. It was strange on how a big city everything is so incredibly calm. Despite there probably being numerous people up at the hour. As she stared, her eyes began to glisten, and fill with sorrow.

And I don't belong here. I came here, and committed a serious crime…then I threw my job on Ichigo. Took refuge in his house, and we worked together for what seemed to be such a short time…

Rukia felt a tear escape her eye as her thoughts continued.

Then I tried going back. He should've died that day…and I left him there. I kicked his hand away…I'll never forget the look on his face. He looked as if I was a lie. As if everything we've ever done together never was. I don't belong here

Rukia could feel tears beginning to run more freely, despite trying to hold it in.

Ichigo…you fool...You fool…I told you not to follow me. And Ichigo…knowing him…he gathered up what he could, and he came to Seireiti. He stopped my execution. After what I had done…and now, I have no strength left. I feel less strong as time passes. I never use to cry like this.

Rukia dried her eyes, and shook her head with frustration. The end was filled with her sorrows, and her slender hands cold, from the breeze of cool air.

I'm not the person I was. I wish I never came here…I had no regrets, no worries…no debts.

Rukia stood up, and opened the window gently, as to not wake Ichigo. She made no noise as she stepped in, except for the unavoidable sound of closing the window. She stood frozen in her place, looking around in the room. Her eyes had already adjusted, so most things were pretty visible, with the help of the moonlight. Her eyes wandered to the bed ahead.

Fool…you follow me, save me, get hurt for me. I'm not worth it, you damned fool.

She walked over to the bed and looked down to the orange haired vigilante of Soul Society. Rukia could feel tears began to build again, but she held them in. She walked around the bed, to her bed in the closet. She looked back once more to see Ichigo's face. He was sweating, and she could feel a terror growing inside of him, as he began to quiver lightly.

"N-N…no…." Ichigo murmured under his breath, as he struggled in his dream.

Ichigo began to grip the side of the bed rather roughly, and started to move more actively. His breathing rate increased, and started to awaken.

"No!" Ichigo said, awaking violently. His iris glowed frighteningly in the night, in a dangerous yellow. Rukia's eyes widened as she seen it glow, then dissolve into the brown it normally was.

"Ichigo! What's wrong?" Rukia went to him, grabbing his left arm. Ichigo was too frightened to immediately respond, and was still in a daze as he panted heavily. The pain was still strongly instilled in his heart.

"Ichigo? Ichigo, answer me!" Rukia asked him, turning him to her.

Ichigo began to calm. As his vision cleared, he could only see Rukia's navy eyes shining from the moon. He gazed into them, unmoving. Everything was in a traverse whirlwind.

"Ichigo…what's going on?" Rukia asked once more. She had rarely looked to him with such an expression.

"It…I…" Ichigo started, still somewhat shaken. "I…keep losin'!"

Nightmares?...They must be unimaginable to make him react in such a way…

"What happened?" Rukia asked. Ichigo removed the covers and sat on the edge of the bed next to her. He rubbed his eyes and face once more, calming down. He swallowed, releasing his tightly gripped throat.

"I lose. To someone…far stronger then me. He keeps going after people…that I care about. Everytime freakin' time he kills them, and then he kills me…" Ichigo explained. "I've felt this way before…"

His soul pressure feels rough, and dark. Its aura is…evil…I can see the fear in his eyes.

"Ichigo…" Rukia said.

[Kurakara City – Urahara General Store, Rukia

"I see." Urahara started. "There are never any heart-warming stories with you two!" He said, fanning himself.

Rukia almost blushed, confused as what to think of that.

"That is very strange. His pupils, they glowed with a yellow, you say?" He asked Rukia.

"Yes…only for a moment." She replied.

Urahara fanned himself quietly, as he was deep in thought.

"I see…so it is as I thought. Miss Rukia-san, have you ever heard of the Vizard?" Urahara asked.

Rukia shook her head, and took a sip of the tea in front of her.

"The Vizards…are people who have Hollows inside them. But, they've conquered the inner-Hollow because of its tenacious effects it has on a persons psyche." He bluntly explained.

A hollow? But…

"Ichigo got dangerously close to becoming a Hollow, when we were training. I warned young Kurosaki of the risks…but at the time he was very determined to go save you from your imprisonment." He explained. "I was very concerned with this when I felt such a dark soul pressure within. It's not very easy to control – and it will hinder his physical and soul slayer's abilities over time."

Rukia took the last of her cup, and looked back to Urahara.

"What can we do for him?" Rukia asked.

"Nothing." He replied. Rukia's eyes widened from his answer.

"Nothing? At all?" Rukia asked, putting the cup down.

Urahara shook his head, and called out for Ururu. He then looked back to Rukia, and sighed.

"I share the same fate as Ichigo." He stated, Rukia looked to him almost surprised. "Despite using the same technique to reach Bankai, I also have the curse of having a Hollow spirit within."

Ururu came, and bowed before Urahara. She handed him his cane in one arm, and poured more tea for Rukia. The tea kettle almost comedicly resembled the hat that Urahara wears.

"I have not actually found a successful way to conquer such a curse. It's different for everyone possessing such a condition." Urahara stated. "The Hollow gains power when a soul reaper uses his or her Shikai and Bankai powers. What happens basically is that The Hollow will overpower the soul slayer's 'essence' and become the source of power. The closer the user is to death, the stronger Hollow's ability to interfere with the host's body."

"Then it's best he not fight?" Rukia asked. Urahara shrugged and then shook his head.

"It's not really well known, and I can't give you answers to everything on it. It's a much more complex thing to understand, no less fix." He replied.

What for? Why is he like this? Because he is a human?

"I hate to be the one to break such depressing news to you. I was aware this would happen eventually." He started."If young Kurosaki does not conquer the evil within, he will become a Hollow."

Rukia was heated with anger, as she slammed the cup down.

"Why did you allow him to contract a Hollow, Urahara? What were you thinking?" Rukia hissed.

Urahara snapped the fan closed.

"I was not aware the situation would get worse. I was only helping Ichigo with the task at hand. He wanted to save you from your execution, and the Hollow would not have consumed him. It was the fastest way to assume power to intercept the event. After that, I'd assumed he would have no further place in battles. He did not state he wanted 'permanent' strength. With the rise of the Bount's, he used more power than I expected him to. He is ultimately going to be consumed unless he stops fighting." Urahara stated.

Because of me?

Rukia clenched a fist, and grit her teeth to hear such things.

Again…

"I'm truly sorry. But it was the only way, and if not for the tactic we used, you would not be here, Miss Rukia-san." Urahara said, lowering his hat. "Ichigo came to me with quite a passion…"

[Memory: Urahara General Store, Urahara

"In ten days, can I get stronger?" Ichigo asked, as he sat in bandages from the previous night's fight.

"Of course!" Urahara said, almost with a cheerful step. "…if you desire from the bottom of your heart to Kuchiki-san."Ichigo sat silently, gazing at the floor, in his own world of thought.

"The power of love is stronger than steel." Urahara bluntly said, turning towards Ichigo. "Leave your doubts and hesitation in the gutter."

Urahara raised his head, and made eye-contact with Ichigo.

"For ten days, can you handle a life-or-death situation with me?" Urahara questioned, as Ichigo rubbed his head.

"You have to ask?" Ichigo replied. Urahara smiled in response. The feline entity Youruichi sat at the door way, playfully moving its tail about.

"When she was here…I felt as the rain had stopped." Ichigo murmured.

[Urahara General Store, Rukia

Urahara finished his story, fanning himself as he sat silently.

"I couldn't let such a thing happen. Love is the essence of life, and for to be abused so would be a crime." Urahara stated. Rukia sat silently, almost appearing to be blushing, yet annoyed at the stigma of the situation.

This is almost humiliating. That fool must've sulked to everyone.

"After all, if I had…that would be going against everything I believe in." Urahara continued, as he looked back at the door. "Right, Youruichi-san?" The midnight black cat waved its tail around as if amused, staring at Urahara.

"Miss Kuchiki." The girl said, opening the door. "Your order is complete."

Ururu placed the sealed box near her, and pulled the small tablet from her pocket. The young girl began tot ally up the costs. The box was labeled 'Soul Society Mission Ops: Uniform service."

"Ururu, please waive the cost of this order." Urahara said, waving his hand. "This will be of courtesy "

The young girl tore the page, and placed it into her pocket, and bowed to Urahara.

"Urahara, that's not necessary-"Rukia started, with a concerned expression.

"No, no, Miss Rukia. I'm glad to see you back here in the real world." Urahara said, lowering his hat. "There are much bigger concerns on your mind. Ichigo needs you more than ever."

This chapter was a little on the different side. Was very quiet, and I'm grabbin' more characters perspectives as I go.

Thanks for reading, please review!