Fear is nothing more than looking out for yourself.
It is the most selfish form of self-sustinance.
Fear is something to be conquored.
Not something to abhor.
For abhorrance will gain you nothing.
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Ichigo turned away, and slowly his feet moved.
Towards the clinic.
His house.
The window.
Too many freaking memories.
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Rukia stared at the figure for a few moments, contemplating his actions.
Why did he not attack?
Does he not consider me a threat?
Likely, but if he is indeed a hollow, then...
She sighed, and moved up to a normal position. Stiffly, she walked toward the figure.
For now, I'll just try to buy time.
If I can find out what this place is, then I might be able to figure out an escape route.
She sat down yards from the pale man ahead of her in a formal position, contrasting the other's lazy one.
He scratched his head, a troubled scowl on his face. (For now, Rukia decided to think of him as a boy, though technically hollows have no gender... Or so she thinks.) "Neeee..." He sighed, crawling forward.
Rukia, alarmed, began to scramble backwards.
"Ruuukiaaa."
His cold hand grabbed her wrist.
"Why so afraid? I said I wouldn't hurt you!"
She gasped, and slapped it away.
He pulled back, looking in surprise at his stinging hand. There was a dark imprint where her hand had made impact.
He glanced at her, an amused smile on his pasty face. "Oh, I see. I won't hurt you, but you have no problem hurting me?"
She scooted back some more, trying to get some distance, disgust lining every pore of her features.
He frowned. "Why won't you talk to me? Am I so revolting?"
She pointedly ignored him, and continued her quest to return to their previous distance.
Finally, she found a resting place seemingly adequite, and turned back to face the hollow.
"So," she began. "What exactly are you?"
This conversation topic should take a while to complete.
He gave her a blank stare.
"A hollow."
Rukia stared blankly at the pale man.
"Anyway." He stretched out his hand towards the woman, but stayed his distance from her. "On to more pressing matters..."
Rukia gave him an incredulous glance. "What's that?"
"When you're that far away, I can't touch you..."
THAT'S THE POINT!!!!!!!
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Renji shifted back and forth in his seat in front of the desk of the Taichou's office.
Things didn't exactly work out between the two of them after Renji's "discussion" with Rukia. It was Byaukya-taichou's idea, after all, to invite her on the mission (He felt guilty when she'd stayed to take care of him), and when Taichou's ideas don't work out, Taichou isn't happy. At all.
Renji sighed regretfully. He had let his temper get the best of him, it was true. If only he'd had a bit more control, he could've convinced her...
What's done is done.
Hopefully by now, though, Rukia was going over his offer...
Maybe her better nature would prevail.
Maybe.
A/N: Yeah, in case you havent already figured it out...
uhm, the beggining parts, yes, i made em up.
They're my own ideas on what the characters might be thinking
see if you can guess which character's thinking that :)