Rukia ran down the street, ignoring the mutterings of the passersby who saw her. Tears poured down her face, ruining her makeup. Storm clouds built up in the sky, and it started pouring. She didn't care.
Renji ruined everything. Everything had gone off without a hitch until he decided to be a total retard and screw it all up. Everything she and Ichigo had planned…everything they had hoped for…it would never happen now. And it was all his fault.
"Rukia!"
She turned around. Ichigo was running up to her through the downpour. He waved to her, slowing down before coming to a halt in front of her.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly, staring at the wet pavement. "It all went wrong, didn't it?"
"You're dang right it all went wrong!" Rukia shrieked.
"Listen…there's no need to get upset…"
"There is every reason to get upset!"
"Rukia…chill out. We can work something out-"
"NO!"
How could he be so calm? Usually he was the one flying off the handle. He was always the one to fly into a rage at the slightest provocation. He was the hot-blooded one. So why wasn't he mad now?
"Rukia, listen to me," Ichigo begged. "Even though things didn't work out today, we've still got the rest of our lives to figure things out."
He lifted her chin, smiling. "Don't worry about a thing. I love you, and isn't that what's really important?"
Rukia sniffed.
"Even if I have to go to Hell and back just to be beside you every day, then I will. I would die a thousand fiery deaths just to keep you safe. I don't care about anything else-all I really know is that I love you."
Rukia smiled a little.
"That sounds weird coming from you," she pointed out.
"Shut up."
Ichigo took Rukia by the hand and kissed her.
It may not have worked out today, but they really did have the rest of their lives.
They were still together now, sharing this moment with each other.
They were in love.
And that was all that mattered.
A/N this is the real end, people! Thanks for reading, and I may do an epilogue at some point. But not now. Please review!