I warn you, this chapter has content that someone with a weak stomach would not be able to handle. Near the end, there was a part that i was so scared of typing, i didnt add detail, but i think it had detail enough. I shook as i typed the words. Please, I warn you.

The constant beeping of the heart monitor across him comforted him, soothed his bunched up nerves, and it told him the girl that he was holding hands with was still alive. Her heavy breathing gave away the fact that she was long lost to dreamland, the calm look on her face no different. Her chest rose in beat with the beep, a steady rhythm that reminded Ichigo Rukia was still well and alive.

After she had found out she was pregnant, she began to go into hysterics until Isshin decided to intervene and inject her with a medical drug that made you go to sleep. She was terrified but Ichigo held her down, saying soothing words to her, but it made no effort. She kicked, screamed, punched and cried for the whole hour Isshin had tried to inject the medicine. When she was finally out cold, Ichigo picked her body up tenderly and announced he was going to go to work. Isshin at first refused, but when Ichigo said they also needed to check up on the baby, he had reluctantly agreed to let his son go while Isshin stayed to take care of the twins.

Now, the orange haired doctor sat beside her bed, holding her lifeless, warm hand in an attempt to console himself. He stared down at her peaceful face and chased the thought of her being dead away. Ichigo warily asked his father would Rukia be alright, taking anaesthetic and all since she was pregnant. Isshin looked hesitant in answering but Ichigo already knew the answer.

**

"Why did you give it to her dad?! You were the first one to know she was pregnant and you gave her something that would harm the baby?!"

"It is pregnant safe Ichigo, it's just... her baby has been through a lot, and may not have the needed requirements to be a healthy baby. It was an instant reaction Ichigo, it was the only thing we could give to make her calm. Whenever she is distressed, the baby is too!"

"The baby must have white hair by now then," Ichigo chuckled bitterly. He looked down into the pale beauty's face and noticed the sickly yellow sheen of colour that began to rise from her pale skin, and the sweat drops that beaded her face. He lightly ghosted his lips over her forehead and closed his eyes, letting the moment last. Isshin headed downstairs after giving the pair a sad smile and started the car for Ichigo.

**

"Kurosaki-sensei?" a quiet voice called. Ichigo looked over to Kotetsu Isane, the head doctor's assistant. She was a kind-hearted nurse that never took breaks and walked around the hospital looking for anyone she could help. Ichigo smiled weakly at the older woman that was his senior by two years and quietly greeted her.

"Hey Kotetsu-san, what is it?" She smiled at the man that came in through the staff only door at 11 pm and looked at the clipboard in her hands.

"I just wanted to ask of her origin, her basics like her birth date, birth place, where she lives-"

"Why?" Ichigo choked out. Isane looked at him with widened eyes.

"J-just because, we-we don't have any records of a Rukia-"

"Could you please, fill those out later?" Ichigo said quietly, his hair shadowing his eyes from Isane's gentle gaze. He raised his eyes and showed her the glittering amber that was on the brink of tears. "We... There are a few things this patient has to fix up. I'll fill them out later..." Isane nodded and swallowed loudly.

"Ah, well we also have some information on her health..."

"It's not looking so good is it," Ichigo murmured, clasping Rukia's hand tighter. Isane bit her lip and shook her head.

"I'm afraid not. She will have to do many things to recover fully like a normal human her age should function. She might also have to enter the rehabilitation program, where-"

"What?!" Ichigo gasped. "Why there?! The rehabilitation centre was built for disabled and the failing at movement patients, why does Rukia have to go there?" he panicked. Was her condition really that bad?

"Kurosaki-sensei, calm down. It also has a special unit for pregnant women in how to look after their bodies, and some breathing exercises for labour. It is just a small program she can participate in, but Unohana-sensei and I think it might be compulsory for her, since her body is in such bad shape. It will help her greatly."

Ichigo let out a relieved sigh.

"Thank you Isane, what else is there you have found out?"

"Well... she has a check up with Unohana-sensei tomorrow morning at 10, she must not eat anything before then, and she is going through an ultrasound. We must see how far along the baby is, and how it is progressing. Oh! And could you please make sure she eats all her meals? She is not eating much and her baby may starve."

"But whenever she tries to eat something, it comes back out," Ichigo said tiredly. Isane smiled at him.

"Don't worry, this is a common thing to happen when a woman is pregnant," Isane said lightly.

"Seems like women suffer through a lot eh?" Ichigo chuckled non-humorously, a small attempt at lightening the atmosphere. Isane smiled and looked out the window up where the sky was clear.

"It was God's intention to give women and men these jobs, so we must fill them out as our own responsibilities," she said quietly. Ichigo looked at Rukia and remembered her words about God.

He looks into your heart's deepest desires and puts all his power into preventing it from happening!

"So tomorrow at ten o' clock is her appointment?" Ichigo asked one more time. Isane nodded.

"Please make sure she attends the appointment Kurosaki-sensei," Isane said gently. Ichigo smiled weakly. "And if she tries to reject the food again, try to make her lie down when she feels it's coming out, and rub her throat and stomach in an upwards and downwards motion." Ichigo nodded before Isane quietly slipped out of the room. He looked back down at the distressed Rukia and brought her knuckles to his lips, where he kissed her gently.

"Please be better Rukia... for the sake of your child at least..." he whispered hotly against her knuckles. Her eyes fluttered underneath their lids and her fingers twitched at the warmth. Ichigo's breath hitched in his throat, his body waiting stiffly for her to wake up. She shifted in her sleep unconsciously, turning towards Ichigo's source of warmth. He watched her eyes flutter again before she fell asleep peacefully.

The bullet just flew by his head in a blur, denting the wall behind him. Ichigo swore loudly and stood up.

"Hm... accuracy is 100%, determined to kill a person in one shot, and, it was specially hand made... nice..." a man muttered at the door. Ichigo glared at him.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing Ishida?!" he whispered loudly. Uryuu chuckled and walked over showing him the gun. Ichigo's eyes widened in familiarity.

"That's-!"

"I found this in a thigh holster on her left leg. We could put her into custody Kurosaki-"

"NO!" Ichigo shouted. Uryuu stood by the bed with a disapproving look.

"Kurosaki, regardless if you have feelings of the woman or not, we have to turn her into the-" The trigger at the back of the gun clicked and Uryuu found himself suddenly in a chokehold against the wall as the woman he spoke of deftly stole the gun from him and pressed it to his forehead.

"I will personally take care of you and haunt your generation and family to come for years if you hand me in." Terrified blue eyes nodded hastily and gasped for breath as the young woman let go of his neck and glared down at his slouched figure. Uryuu noticed her eyes were cold and dead. She turned her head and observed her surroundings. Her eyes widened and she flung her body towards Ichigo and began to strangle him.

Literally.

"F-FUCK!" Ichigo screamed hoarsely. "STUFF THE HOSPITAL ISHIDA, CALL THE FUCKING MENTAL ASYLUM!!"

"HOW DARE YOU BRING ME HERE?!" she screamed with equal volume. Uryuu grabbed Rukia's arms and held her back from him. His elbows were held up as he held her arms back at the side of her head. She flicked her gaze over to Uryuu and gave a cold glare and jabbed him in his ribs, somehow maneuvering there. He gasped in pain and let go, letting Rukia get another chance to pack a hell of a punch onto Ichigo's face.

Uryuu fell back against the bed and watched the two fight in horror. And much to his horror, he realized that Kurosaki was fighting back! He grabbed a large chunk of her hair and began to bang it against the wall beside him. She screamed in pain and dug her nails into his neck, a tender spot that began to bleed almost immediately. It was his turn to scream in pain. Uryuu was shocked and horrified to the point that he couldn't move. He really couldn't believe it.

Rukia. No last name. Just Rukia, a small patient that looked fragile and innocent, was bashing up a guy much larger than her. Ichigo. Kurosaki Ichigo, was bashing up a woman. A woman!! He had never ever yelled at one, and here he was, bashing her head into the wall by dragging her hair back and forth.

The fight began more serious when Uryuu noticed blood was running down the side the woman's head. Wait, wait, wait.

Wasn't the woman PREGNANT?!

Uryuu was about to jump in and separate the two until he noticed that the fight moved now, and Ichigo was having his head bashed into the corner of the sharp metal table. Ooh… double the blood that Rukia had running down. He strangled her and she had one hand scratching and making his hands bleed at her neck while her other hand sought for more blood, thrashing Ichigo's head around and hitting it against anything, everything.

Uryuu finally decided to intervene when he realized she was reaching for the gun that was a few inches away from her.

"NO!" he yelled before stepping on her hand accidentally while it had the gun. Her fingers that were tangled in the piece of metal and stepped on sent a jab of pain towards her. She screamed and desperately tried to get her hand and the gun out of the man's foot. Uryuu had no idea what to do, until he felt he was dragged down to the ground when Ichigo mistook Uryuu as Rukia.

Nurses and doctors rushed in at the sound of the commotion, and gasped when they realized two of their top doctors were bashing up a pregnant woman with-

Was that a gun in her hand?!

"Thish ish absholute bullshit," a pissed off Ichigo muttered.

"I'm not enjoying thish either Kuroshaki…" a rather pissed off Uryuu murmured.

"And you think I am?!" a furious Ishida Ryuuken shouted.

Ichigo had bandages wrapped around his head and holding an icepack to the side of his face where his black jaw rested. Uryuu had bandages wrapped around his head, left leg, a cotton patch on his left eye, and a shattered glasses lens where the cotton patch was. He also had an icepack on his cheek.

"Look, doc-"

"No, don't look me Kurosaki," the older man with white hair spat. "You two, are disappointingly two of the best doctors around in this hospital, and what was this shit I hear about you two beating up a pregnant lady?!"

"She'sh the fucking she-devil!"

"She had a fucking gun-!"

"DON'T GIVE ME MORE BULLSHIT!" he roared. The two men remained silent, fuming silently in their seats.

"Do you know how much trouble you two are in?! Lately, Kurosaki, you have been skating on thin ice, not going to work as often as you should be-"

"Yea Kuroshaki, I had to take your shtupid shifts, you idiot-"

"You shut up Uryuu!" his father silenced him. Uryuu remained quiet. "And what's this? First day back, and we hear patients complaining about some bloodshed in the next room?!"

"She shtarted thish whole thing!"

"STOP ACTING LIKE A 5 YEAR OLD!!" he screamed again. Ichigo remained silent while Uryuu snickered. Just for that, his father kicked his bandaged leg. Uryuu bit his lip and resumed his silent be-a-good-boy position. "Honestly, I cannot believe this. Two of our best doctors, and now you've brought our whole reputation down. This is unbelievable-"

"YOU SHTAY IN A FUCKING ROOM WITH HER FOR FIVE MINUTESH AND COME OUT WITH NO BRUISHESH, GO ON!" Ichigo screamed, his speech slurred. The head doctor and director of the hospital stood up and marched over, opening the door for the two.

"OUT OF MY OFFICE! I have had enough of you two, consider yourselves docked one month's paycheck!" Ichigo and Uryuu stormed out. They both wobbled down the hallway, attracting a lot of attention from the other employees.

"Thish ish your fault Kuroshaki. You jusht had to be shtupid enough to make her angry," Ishida hissed, punching Kurosaki in the arm. Ichigo retaliated and punched his arm back, making him stumble over to the wall.

"Shut up shit head. You got a shucker punch too."

"You shuck Kuroshaki."

Ichigo kicked Uryuu's leg and made him fall. Uryuu yelped and fell to the ground. Ichigo smiled but began to fall to the ground in pain, repeating the same syllable 'ah' over and over again in pain.

"What the hell ish wrong with you, Kuroshaki?" Uryuu asked, nursing his legs as he stared at his partner in pain on the floor.

"I SHMILED! I SHMILED! I SHMILED AND IT HURTSH LIKE SHIT!" he shouted. Uryuu began to laugh before he too began to 'yelp' in pain as well.

"MY CHEEKSH! MY CHEEKSH!"

Employees watched strangely as the two men on the ground rolled around in pain.

"Wow… I beat the shit outta you guys good!" Rukia chuckled. Uryuu and Ichigo glared at her. She escaped with bandages around her head too, and purple-blue bruises in the shape of hands around her neck.

"You and your fucking tempter tantrumsh, bitch!" Ichigo shouted, pointing at her. She blinked twice before cracking up laughing.

"Haha-ha, haha, ahaha, sh-shorry! AHAHAHAHAHA!" she imitated. The two men growled.

"Fucking don't act like you're pregnant," Ichigo growled before her laughing had stopped and she whipped the fucking pistol outta no where and aimed it at them, cocking the hammer back and ready to shoot. They scampered out of the room in 3 bullet shots and slammed the door, sloppily falling down onto two of the three waiting chairs outside the room. They panted and looked up at the shadow towering over them.

"So pathetic," Ryuuken spat. Uryuu and Ichigo glared. The head director headed in and closed the door behind him, calm and silent. He looked at the patient on the bed that was watching the sun set peacefully, a bandage around her head and strangle marks around her neck. He coughed lightly to get her attention. She turned her head towards the stranger and raised a brow.

Now he definitely looks familiar, Rukia thought nostalgically. She shook her head at the thought and spoke.

"Yes, may I help you?"

"Well, it is to my understanding that you are the woman that supposedly beat up my two best fighters and doctors, correct?" he asked in a monotone. His eyes widened slightly when the woman smirked.

"That is correct. I am the one that kicked their asses."

"I'm sorry but I find that-"

"Hard to believe?" she spat. "Don't tell me you're one of those typical stereotypes who go around judging every woman with stereotypes." Silence rang in the room, the red light of the dying sun reflecting onto his glasses.

"Well I believe, truthfully, I am. A woman like you couldn't possibly have-"

He was never prepared for that right hook she sent his way.

He exited the room and sat next to his lousy son and his lousy friend's lousy son. He looked at the two and looked away angrily. The two were about to burst out laughing. Ishida Ryuuken, the mighty I-can-do-anything doctor, left the room with a bruised jaw and cheek.

"Shtupid shit headsh."

Though it hurt like hell, the two couldn't hold in their laughter, rolling on the floor with tears in their eyes for pain and laughter.

Ichigo bustled around with a now less-swollen jaw, and a no-longer-hindered-by-a-lisp voice. He swallowed his cup of instant coffee and walked over to the room he dreaded seeing. Yesterday, in the morning while she was asleep, she was frail. She was a woman. A small, fragile, pregnant and unhealthy woman. A woman he was going to protect. All of that went down the fucking drain however, when she woke up and started bashing the shit out of him. She ignited a fire in him that no one else could ignite. He didn't know if that was a good thing, but if they were to continue their relationship like this, Ichigo wouldn't have any bones left by the end of the year.

He walked over and took a deep breath in front of her door. How was he going to break it to her? Well it wasn't anything much, but, she didn't exactly take the pregnancy too well either. So if he were to enter saying, 'oi Rukia, you have an ultrasound appointment to go to,' she would not take well.

He took a deep breath and guided his shaking hand to the sliding door. He was about to pull until he pulled away, shaking his head. He breathed in again and put his hand to the mouse pad one more time. He stepped back away from the door.

How the hell am I supposed to tell her?! She'll beat the shit outta me!

A passing nurse noticed his hesitation and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Ah… Kurosaki-sensei? Do you need any… help?" the nurse asked worriedly. Ichigo turned around and jumped slightly.

"AH! Oh, it's just you Tsukibishi, you scared me. Nah, I'm right." The nurse nodded and walked away. Ichigo took in a deep breath and opened the door. He opened his tightly closed eyes, expecting a bullet shot, but nothing came…

Because nothing was there.

"FUCK!"

Ichigo ran through the whole hospital like a madman with a speed that was practically flying through the air and screamed Rukia's name over and over again. Patients jumped at the yelling and awoke from the voice as few employees glared and some looked at him with worry.

"What are you screaming about now Kurosaki?!" Uryuu yelled at him. Ichigo panted for breath while holding Uryuu's shoulders.

"Where, where the fuck is Rukia?!" he wheezed.

"WHAT?! You lost her?!" he shouted at the wheezing man. Ichigo slapped Uryuu tiredly and asked once more.

"Where the fuck is she?"

"She was your responsibility Kurosaki! How could you lose her?! She has a bloody gun!!"

"I am well aware, since she shot me in the shoulder once!" Ichigo began to yell. Ryuuken stormed over to the corridor and rolled his eyes when he realized it was those two again.

"Oh for the love of- YOU TWO AGAIN! WHAT NOW!?" he screamed. Ichigo and Uryuu turned to him and shouted at the exact same time-

"WE LOST RUKIA!"

'Fuck', was the only word they heard that left Ryuuken's lips as he ran down the corridors shouting her name too. Who knows what a dangerous pregnant lady with a gun could do. The three men ran around the 28 floors of the hospital and still couldn't find her.

"Rukia?"

"Rukia!"

"Rukia?!"

"RUKIA!"

"RUKIA!!!"

"RUKIA!!!!!"

Panting, Ichigo gasped for breath, lungs burning and head spinning. Why did this hospital have so many fucking floors and rooms!? He leaned against the wall and quickly dialed the Kurosaki clinic number.

"Hello, this is the Kurosaki clinic residence, how may we-"

"Yuzu!" Ichigo practically shouted into the phone, still rushing up and down the corridors. "Change to dad, quick!" Yuzu called for her father quickly, the shuffling of her bear slippers heard in the background. Ichigo's eyes scanned the whole place quickly and then stood still with his fist against the wall when he heard his father's voice.

"Hello, Kurosaki Isshin, can I be of any assist-"

"Dad! Cut the crap, is Rukia there?!"

"What? Ichigo? What's wrong? Isn't Rukia-"

"We lost her and she's gone loose somewhere in this fucking town with a gun. We don't know if she left the hospital or not. Can you check if she's at home?" Ichigo said hurriedly. Isshin nodded though Ichigo couldn't see and turned around to the girls that heard their brother. They began to search the top floor of the house, Isshin, Karin and Yuzu on a four-way conversation with Ichigo on the two other home phones.

"Ichi-nii, what happened?" came the worried voice of Karin.

"Godammit, the woman escaped from her baby check up and she's running around loose somewhere with a gun."

"Nii-chan, weren't you meant to look after her?" came the light, scolding tone of Yuzu.

"This isn't the time Yuzu," Ichigo spat gently, pacing up the halls.

"I can't find anything in my room or the bathroom," Isshin stated.

"Yea, she's not in my room Ichi-nii," Karin said bluntly.

"She's not in your room either nii-chan," Yuzu murmured. Ichigo swore and took the flight of steps that went to the next level down.

"Girls, let's check the downstairs floor."

"Hai!" came the twin replies of Karin and Yuzu. Ichigo was glad his family was looking just as hard as he was.

"Ichigo, are you sure she hasn't hidden in anything like a closet?"

"Any other small rooms or cleaning facilities whatever are locked and you need a key card to open them," he answered in a rush, poking his head into a room every now and then.

"AAAAAHHHH!!!!"

"YUZU!" Karin shouted. Yuzu's line went dead. Ichigo's blood ran cold as he stood shock still, eyes wide with fear, trying to listen to what happened. There was storming coming from both father and sister as they rushed to where the scream came from.

"OH MY GOD!" Karin screamed. Isshin bellowed next.

"PUT THE KNIFE DOWN RUKIA!"

The line went dead.

Ichigo wasted no time as he sped down the flights of steps by skipping most of them and bashing against the walls to keep balance to reach the car park. He unlocked his car with a 'beep' and bolted into his black sedan, jamming the key in the ignition and turning the car on. He revved the engine and quickly dialed Uryuu, putting the phone on speaker and chucking it onto the passenger seat, not trusting his shaking hands right now. The phone barely rang before Uryuu picked up.

"Please tell me you've found her," Uryuu pleaded through the phone, panting and running. Ichigo swallowed before answering.

"Uh, yeah, I did… kind of…"

"That's great!" Uryuu panted, his steps coming to a stop. "Bring her back to her proper ward, and all will be good Kurosaki." Both men on the phone were unnerved by the silence that followed.

"About that…" Ichigo murmured.

"What? I can't hear you, am I on speaker? Kurosaki, where is she and where are you?"

"Stop looking we've found her, I'll fill you in on details later. Bye."

"Kurosaki-!" Ichigo leaned over and snapped the phone shut before turning his 20-minute drive to work into a 5-minute drive home.

Ichigo hated this office and this chair now.

Officially.

Ichigo stared at his father fearfully, scared to know what happened. He saw Yuzu and Karin, and they were completely unharmed, no stab marks whatsoever. He looked straight ahead at his father who looked pale as hell and watched warily. Once again, he was here to learn another horrifying thing about Rukia. God, what was happening to this woman?

"Ichigo… I'm sure you're aware of your history of past medications and surgeries...?" Isshin murmured fearfully. Ichigo nodded slowly, wondering what history had to do with this.

"And you're aware in the 1930s while World War 2 was happening that women would have… illegal abortions?" Ichigo nodded again. Isshin swallowed heavily and continued, his breathing shallow. "Do you know what some of the methods were?" he asked quietly. Ichigo shook his head. He never really did want to delve too far into that topic when he was in Uni.

Ichigo was startled when he saw the tear escape from Isshin's eye.

"Dad?! Dad, what's wrong, dad, what happened?! Dad?!" Ichigo shouted, shaking his father's shoulders. Isshin closed his eyes and put Ichigo's hands down, settling his son down.

"Everytime Rukia somehow became pregnant, one of those dangerous methods were used on her." Ichigo swallowed. Back then in the 1930s when women were pregnant and couldn't support the child and themselves financially, they used risky methods to get rid of the baby. Without technology back then, Ichigo didn't know how they did it, but he knew it wasn't safe. Isshin shut his eyes tight. Ichigo knew though, he knew that the only way back then was to remove the baby through the vaginal opening.

He knew this would not be good to hear.

"She… she tried to get rid of the baby before her owners did Ichigo. She was terrified of going through that process again. She was sitting on the kitchen floor, about to kill her own baby in her own womb Ichigo. She was terrified what would happen if her owners found her again." Ichigo could picture it now. What happened when the line cut. Rukia, crying, knife in hand, directed at her stomach where the baby was.

The moonlight reflecting the blade that caught Yuzu's attention. The weapon aimed at her growing baby inside her eliciting the shout from Karin. And the desperate plea Isshin shouted at Rukia to stop.

She was going to kill herself and the baby.

"Why…" Ichigo whispered, fists clenched tightly on his lap. "Why would she kill her own baby and herself like that…? What did they do to her?" Ichigo whispered, looking up at his father. Ichigo reminded himself they took the baby through the vaginal opening…

But with what?

Ichigo's head snapped back to his father when he spoke.

"Ichigo… They used metal clothes hangers."

It was raining heavily that night she noted. She watched the clouded skies cry their own tears as she sat out in the cold against someone's wall that surrounded their home.

"STOP!"

She opened her eyes slowly and let the rain stain her face and soak her clothes, taking in the sorrow that she felt.

"NO! NO MORE PLEASE! PLEASE STOP!"

She shut her eyes tightly once more and continued to let the rain wash away the disgust she felt right now on her. She closed her eyes and let her soulless body take it all in. There was no more hope now. It was going to be any time soon when the Kurosaki family would. Lightning struck a far distance away, lighting up the dull street Rukia was sitting in for a moment, refreshing the memory that stood out most.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Pregnancy.

When with child, it was considered like death to a prostitute. You might as well die right then and there once you've found out you're pregnant. When you're pregnant-

It's all over.

You carry a new life inside you, but you don't have enough money to support it, let alone yourself. You need to get rid of the baby. You don't have enough money. You could get a proper job. You're not properly educated. You could somehow kill the baby and get rid of it. You would most like die. You could possibly continue on what you do for your job. You would kill yourself and the baby. Without your job, you have no money. Without money, you have no living necessities and no food. Without any food or water-

You die.

Abortion was the only choice left.

**

She could only watch in horror.

How could this happen?

She was so careful! Protection, condoms, birth control pills, morning after pills, avoiding her ovulation cycle-

How?!

How was she pregnant?! She sat nervously on the white, marble counters of Aizen Sousuke's bathroom, awaiting her destiny. Outside, the two men were discussing what to do. Their best prostitute was with child, and wouldn't be able to keep the job like this. So they grinned, nodded, and entered the room. Well…

One of them did.

Aizen grinned widely at her and held the 16-year-old Rukia's hands.

"What we're about to do won't hurt a bit if you co-operate with us," he said gently, but with that hint of danger in his words on the edge. Rukia stared in fear at the man, and looked straight into the man's eyes. His cold, brown-red eyes.

"W-what…what's going to happen to my baby..?" the young girl asked. Aizen chuckled and began to prepare her for the upcoming event. She began to scramble frantically away from his hands. "W-what are you going to do?! W-what's happening?!" she said fearfully, looking back towards the door where Ichimaru Gin was standing. In his hand was a long piece of disfigured, thin wire that ended in a hook.

It was the remains of a clothes hanger.

"We're just bringin' back the historical importance of abortions back when they were illegal in the 20th century," he chuckled, his grin sinister, his eyes open.

Oh my god no, Rukia thought in horror.

They wouldn't!

But they did.

Her screams and cries were unheard as her baby was brutally man-slaughtered and brought out in more than one piece. She cried in pain, screamed in fear and agony, and died on the inside with each second that passed. She watched the pink small mass of what used to be her baby be flushed down the toilet brutally.

She was hung over the toilet bowl, mourning for the child that never had a chance to live, the two men responsible laughing evilly and walking outside, leaving her to grieve for the child.

"My baby…" she whispered hoarsely.

**

She opened her eyes again when she felt the rain stopped pelting against her skin like icy bullets. She looked up at a woman that held an umbrella over both their heads. IT was the same woman so long ago that directed the Kurosaki clinic to Rukia. She now had a warm smile on.

"Hey there. We don't want you to become sick! Come on, I'll take you to my place." Rukia eyed the woman warily. She merely dropped her head and closed her eyes, thinking the woman would walk away sooner or later, and the rain would continue to burn and irritate her skin. But the rain didn't touch her. The umbrella's shadow was still there. Rukia raised her head lazily, one eye inspecting the smiling woman still, her soaked, black locks covering the other eye.

"Who are you?" Rukia said quietly in the down torrent of the rain.

"I'm Miyu. Nice to meet you."

"Thank you," Rukia muttered quietly, accepting the warm mug of hot cocoa. She sat in front of a heater with a blanket around her shoulders, now dressed in a 3 sizes too large pair of pajamas. The woman, Miyu she said, was indeed very kind hearted. She had brown/blonde wavy hair that was done up in a barrette, and she had warm, loving eyes. She had the typical loving mother look, but was single and lived alone.

"What were you doing out there anyway? Ran away from home?" she asked gently, sitting next to the young woman. Miyu looked to be around 40 or older.

"I left a note," Rukia replied dully. Miyu surprised Rukia by wrapping an arm around Rukia's shoulder. The older woman brought her closer to her warm body heat and relaxed her head on the top of Rukia's as if they had known each other forever. Rukia continued to stare blankly at the heater that gave warmth.

"What made you run away?" the woman asked quietly, soothing Rukia. Rukia was still stiff at the stranger's actions, but started to loosen up. She honestly felt so… safe around this woman. This stranger she had met just 10 minutes ago.

"I'm pregnant and I want an abortion." She could feel the older woman wrap her arm tighter. To Rukia's surprise, the older woman chuckled.

"I was like that too. I was pregnant at 15. I didn't know what to do."

You didn't live as a prostitute did you? Life and death was not a choice for you when you became pregnant, Rukia thought bitterly.

"So, without anyone knowing, not even the father, who was my lover, I decided to get an abortion. I had the money. I was in the room. It was time for my appointment." Rukia listened dully to the woman's story of her pregnancy.

"I was about to do it… But I didn't." Rukia looked at the woman in confusion. Miyu looked down at Rukia's face and smiled, petting Rukia's hair. "The doctor asked me one last time, after doing an ultrasound and showing me the baby… 'do you still want to go through with this?' And I listened very closely. And when I listened… I could hear it. My baby. My baby had a heartbeat."

Something inside Rukia's heart clenched.

"So I decided, I couldn't do it. I told him thank you, but no. I want this baby. 8 months later, I gave birth to a baby boy." Tears glistened in her eyes, Rukia watched in awe. "When I was in labour, I regret keeping the baby. All that pain, pushing, breathing, everything! It was horrible. I wanted it to stop. I wanted it to all go away. I was going insane! But then…" she smiled even wider and closed her eyes, letting a tear fall in not sadness, Rukia realized, but in joy.

"Holding my baby boy… for the first time… it was beautiful. Suddenly, I felt like it was all worth it. Because I knew I had support. My family, my lover, who became my husband… he continued school for the sake of me and our son, and got a successful job that supported us well…"

Holding a baby… a small human being that was created by you and your loved one… what would that feel like? Rukia thought in her head. Suddenly, she lightened up.

"But!" Rukia began. Miyu looked back down at Rukia after her little trip down memory lane and smiled, indicating she was listening. "Where is your family now?" she asked hesitantly. Miyu smiled sadly.

"They all passed away."

Silence passed through the two.

Rukia wanted to apologize, but she couldn't, so she set her mug of hot cocoa down and held Miyu's free hand, which Miyu squeezed back.

"I… what… what if… you know… being pregnant affected your job?" Rukia said quietly. Miyu laughed at this as if it were a silly question.

"Why, you have the father of the child to support you! You're not alone in this world, as long as you know someone, at least one person in this world of 6 billion, loves you."

If only I could believe that, Rukia thought sadly. Then, she thought back to who the father might've been.

"Rukia."

ICHIGO! Rukia exclaimed in her mind. She shot up and sat straight. Would… would he take care of me… us? Rukia thought to herself, petting the small stomach she had now. The baby. She smiled and crouched over, holding the stomach that held her future child gently. She smiled to herself and let the tears flow.

"My baby…" she whispered hoarsely. She let the tears of joy flow now that she understood.

She had witnessed too many deaths back then in her 'town'. She didn't want another one.

Miyu watched the girl with a loving smile as she was happy she made the girl realize how important life was.

"My baby…"

I promise, I'll be back.

"Fuck!" Ichigo swore as he found the note on the kitchen counter early in the morning. She left her handgun there on top of the note so that he would be assured she wasn't running around with a gun everywhere again. He grabbed his car keys and was about to storm outside until when he was putting his shoes on-

the door opened.

He widened his eyes when he saw a smile that surpassed the beauty of Aphrodite herself. Rukia stood there with the warmest smile he had ever seen on a woman, apart from his mother.

"I'm home."

Author's Note -

I am so sorry for the rushed part of the last chapter, but I just couldn't find the strength to touch it up after i typed that one abortion bit. I was shaking and when i told my friend what i typed, she felt sick. I'm sorry, but by the way i type Rukia, she doesn't open up so easily like that but I couldn't find myself adding more detail and doing this fully. After I typed her meeting with Miyu, i guess i rushed so that I wouldn't have to look at that part of the story again. Again, I'm sorry for the rushed quality, and I hope you guys understand. ^^

Hope you enjoyed the rest of it, none-the-less

Ruki-Chan