I have reached 100 reviews! Miss insensitive writer would like to thank you for that and add that she is very fond of every each and one her readers... i repeat, each and one of them ( especially those who review... them most especially) ! ! ( Rndd , c'etait toi qui a ecrit effectivement la centieme review! )
I also wanted to add how nicely surprised i am by the fact that there are so many readers among you who say: Byakuya is my favorite character! ( btw... mine also! And he's not dead in the manga... Hmmm... not yet!). Someone actually wrote to me a review in which stated that he is an ichiruki, but thinks that this story would better end like a byaruki. This made me smile, even though i already know the end of the story and nothing, but absolutely nothing will make me change it. ( the only thing i can promise is that this story will not have a classic happy ending, nor it will end dumb... )
Anyway... another chapter it out! Enjoy! I did not made a good English check... since once again, here is 4 am and i am pretty tired.
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saiya-jinPan140, to be hosest, i'm also wondering how she will tell Ichigo about Byakuya... no, just kidding, you'll see this in the next chapters XD. glad you still like the updates!
B000097z , I don't think she made him believe she is in love with Byakuya. In the end the only truth she could tell was "I love you Ichigo" , right? Yes, i know, Haruna is really annoying. But she has to be like this... she needs to (you'll see later why)
annia9semi , Unfortunatelly, i reserved the next chapters for Byakuya's side of story. (glad you like the updates. hope this one will not disappoint you)
andyantopia, Wow, Byaruki fan following this story. Beautiful!
loverukia, if that's the case, i hope this story will not disappointing you! :)
teshichan, Don't worry, Ichigo will scream! He will have his screaming! :D... And Byakuya, "the poor soul", unfortunately, he is truly in loved with Rukia.
adamxero, Welcome back, Adam! I though i've lost you after chapter 22... :D ( not that i wouldn't have reasons given your clear and unchangeable opinion on Byakuya's feelings)
purplepam,1. i don't think i will change the pairing in Byaruki... 2. I don't think Rukia hesitated... let's say that more than this she was afraid to admit herself that she will marry a man she isn't in love with. It's just a supposition... Anyway... she loves Ichigo, right? He said that herself...
Rndd : "Ichigo est vraiment adorable. Byakuya aussi... Mais c'est different." Ooouuui, je sais, tu soutiens 100% Ichigo et Rukia ensemble. Mais je suis contente. Au moins tu as dis que Byakuya est adorable aussi. Hyyyaaaa! XD
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Prisoner No 2 entered in what seemed to be a deserted hall. lt seemed so big that his steps were rezoning with echoes while he was heading to its center.
"Another one came from Soul Society…" he suddenly said.
He appeared to be talking to himself, because no one else seemed to be in that dark place. But then two figures appeared from the shadow. Sallow and ugly just like him.
"And why should we be interested in that?" one of them spoke.
Then another two Prisoners made their appearance.
"Is it a noble?" the third asked.
"It's a shinigami… a lieutenant…" No 2 answered.
The four Prisoners hissed with disgust and turned their back.
"Don't be fools!" a fifth voice intervened.
"Oza-sama" all of them intoned and made a bow as the man appeared in front of them.
"If another lieutenant came… there won't be long until the captains will be here…"
"And why should we care about the captains?" one of the Prisoners replied slightly annoyed.
Oza frowned, his face displaying clearly that type of coldness so specific to the Kuchikis. He hated when someone was raising the voice at him. He could have killed that insolent No 6 with only one look but he needed to control his temper. He still needed that disgraceful ex- noble… after that he would teach him a lesson.
"I care about the captains! Ukitake is still one of them! Ukitake is still the one I'm after!" one the Prisoners replied.
"We should all care about the captains, No 5" Oza replied to the man. "As long as they are protecting Soul Society… we can't enter there. That's why we need to get them here…"
"So what are the orders?" No 2 asked.
"Kill the 6 lieutenant… and the shinigami that joined him today. This will make them notice our presence and come here. This way they will leave Seireitei unprotected, allowing us to enter there and have our revenge!" Oza replied coldly.
No 6 grinned maliciously.
"This is a good plan, I like it!"
"What about Yoruichi Shioin?" No 2 asked turning to Oza.
"Kill her also, if you want! I couldn't care less!" Oza replied and leaved them.
When he remained alone he pulled out of his kimono the scarf he had found two months ago.
"Another lieutenant… I wonder when you are going to make your appearance, Kuchiki Princess…"
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Renji was on the roof of Urahara's shop spying involuntarily, Ururu and Jinta. Thinking that no one could see them, they were getting close to each other. Renji gasped sadly. He was envious of those two… childhood friends who grew up to be lovers. If only he could have been that lucky!...He gasped again. He wondered if Rukia and Ichigo made up. He hoped so… He loved Rukia too much to bear her face. If she thought that Ichigo was the only one to make her happy… he won't have anything to say in this, but only to wish her the best!
Suddenly he raised his head looking around troubled. There was something going wrong in the atmosphere… He couldn't name it, but its presence was certain… The clouds were gathering again, as a sigh of storm…
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Rukia opened her eyes. The first thing she noticed was that her back was aching. Then she saw Ichigo sleeping in her lap with a happy childish face. Her only conclusion was that they had both slept all night on the floor. Not that she was surprised… but she really wanted something soft to lay her back on.
With a gentle gesture she pat his cheek.
"Ichigo…" she whispered softly.
No reply.
"Ichigo…" she tried again.
The same lack of reaction. He was sleeping like a dead man.
"Oooh!" she gasped annoyed. " Come on Ichigo… wake up already, my back is hurting!"
On that familiar snapping sound he woke up with a smile, as if her shouting was his favorite melody. Her eyes widened surprised. 'Hopeless' she thought, as she could hold back a smile.
" 'Morning…" she said with a sleepy lazy voice.
She didn't reply, waiting for him to get up from her. But he didn't make any gesture. Instead after a couples of yawns, he stated: "I'm hungry. What's to eat?"
"Well… what do you think I am, your mother?" she replied with sarcasm, trying to get up.
He didn't say anything but he put on a disappointed face.
"Oh! Come on, let's see if there's something to eat." She finally said.
And like a happy, mild child he got up in his feet and followed her into the kitchen.
Milk and cereals on the couch, while watching cartoons. For her, this was the perfect vision of a breakfast. For him, it was the perfect reconstruction of the childhood's warmth he had lost long ago. So surprisingly, for the first time in years he had nothing against cartoons. Actually he enjoyed them. Of course, what he really enjoyed was Rukia's concentrate expression; her infantile and sweet way connecting to those fictional, drawn characters. It was hard to believe that this small lady had defeated an esapda all by herself and now she was gasping full of emotion and worry while her favorite cartoon character was in danger. He didn't understand where this passion of her for childish things came from, but he couldn't love her less for that. On the contrary, having parts of her that he couldn't read, made him love her more…She was exactly that kind of inciting girl who didn't even need to make an effort for being who she was. She was different… She didn't make the slightest effort on being pretty or charming, and yet she was…the most of all…
"Oh, my! Oh, my!" she hissed. "He will catch him! Ichigo… Naruto is in real trouble!"
But he didn't say a word. Firstly, it was because he had seen the episode before, when he was a child. Secondly, it was because he had never liked Naruto. He couldn't name a reason! He just didn't! There were other series he was watching. Something named Bleach (or something like this) was his favorite. As a child, he had identified himself with the main character… But that was long ago…
He turned his gaze to the window and noticed that the rain started again. Inside the house was warm… inside his there was also warmth… but outside it was still cold. 'When will this rain stop?'
"Oh, look Ichigo! I've told you that he will save his friends! Oh, Ichigo look!" Rukia shouted with excitement, while grabbing his arm. But then she noticed that melancholic expression on his face… and she noticed the rain also.
She put aside her cereal bowl and suddenly grabbed Ichigo, pulled him to her chest.
"What say you about a walk after I'm done with this episode?"
"Rukia… it's raining…" he replied.
"So what?" she simply stated. "Water won't kill you, Ichigo…"
He gasped, knowing that he couldn't go against her wishes.
"And where would you like to go?" he asked.
"To Urahara's…" she answered. "I must get the news on the Prisoners, don't i?"
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He liked Rukia during mornings. No matter how many the problems were and not matter how big were the fights he had with her, during the morning she was always acting fresh as nothing had happened. Us it was expected, for the whole morning she hasn't motioned a thing about Renji's confusion or his proposal or the discussion they had last night. That's why he loved her. She knew how to make things easier sometimes…
After they finished breakfast she went ahead and got dressed. As she didn't had a gigai, she remained in her shinigami form, wearing her shinigami robe. The only different things on her were two little kenseikans hanging in the long, black hair. They made her hair look nicer, but he couldn't help the feeling, that those noble jewelries, did not fit her… or perhaps, it was him, the one who didn't like knowing his Rukia so close and bounded to Byakuya. Still he didn't say a word. Instead, as he promised her, he took her on that walk.
It was cold, wet and he didn't like it. But surprisingly every time she was holding his hand, his body was filled ardor and everything else around his was fading. He was listening to his stories, giving only half of this attention to her words. The other half was focused on the sensations that were overwhelming his body every time she was approaching him…every time she was touching him by mistake… every time she was purposely leaning on his arm.
This way Ichigo understood that a man falls in love twice when he met a woman he likes. The first time is when the feeling of love takes shape in his heart, and the face of a woman starts to be tattooed on his soul. The second time is when the women notices the man's feelings and gives him a chance to approach her. In that moment all his feelings reborn. Having the beautiful creature he had so long worshipped in his solitude so near, he feels that he rediscovers her, along with the happiness, the desire, the passion and the beauty itself.
"What is it, Ichigo?" she suddenly asked. "You seem to be spacing out… Are you tired of holding the umbrella?... I could hold it for you if you want…"
"Rukia with your height it would be impossible for you to hold the umbrella for both…"
"No, if I'd hold it while you'll give me a piggy ride…" she replied with a childish, guilty smile.
He gasped, pretending to not be tempted by her invitation.
"Then I would be holding both you and the umbrella… That doesn't sound like a fair trade for me…"
"Hmm…" she stated. "So weak that he can't even piggy-ride a skinny girl like me!"
"You're not skinny!" he riposted as if those words were an insult toward him directly.
"Hmmm… then how am I, Ichigo?" she asked with a malicious smile, waiting for him to come up with a heart breaking confession and why not, a long list of compliments.
"You're… too babbly!" he replied simply.
Her eyes widened intrigued.
"Yes, Rukia… You heard me right! You talk too much!... No take this umbrella and jump on my back!"
And before he knew it, he was enjoying that long walk… in the rain. With her near… even the rain outside was no longer sad and repellent.
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Prisonner 2 along with No 6 and No 5 were above Karakura, watching attentively the silent streets. Behind them there was an army of ex-shinigami prisoners.
"So where are the lieutenants?" No 6 asked starting to lose his patience.
"They will make their appearance…Have no doubt for that!" No 2 replied.
"I hope this will end soon! I want to conserve my strength for Ukitake…" No 5 replied but no one paid attention to him.
"Very well… then! We split now!" No 2 concluded. " I will look for that Yoruichi Shihoin slut now… You do whatever you think it's necessary to get rid of the lieutenants!... And pay attention to that orange hair boy! He's much stronger than he looks!"
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This morning, while she was watching cartoons, she saw Ichigo looking at the window with an uneasy expression. 'He still hates the rain' she thought. That's why she had this idea taking him out in the rain. She planned on making him feel at ease in a rainy day so he could forget about the sad memories the rain was always making him remember. She planned on making him smile by acting like best buddies… as they always did, as they always were. But then she noticed her behavior was different from what she intended. She found herself holding his hand…leaning on his arm…smiling to him on the way every teenager would have smiled to his first love. And then she did it! She asked him to piggy-ride her! She felt a slight guilt when she did that… but when she was around Ichigo she couldn't control herself anymore…
That's how Rukia found that a woman falls in love twice with the man she chose. First time is when she meets him. Second time is when he's getting close to her…
Still that feeling of guilt did not disappear. Byakuya was home waiting for her and he was her fiancé. The wedding preparations were about to begin… Maybe the invitations were already sent! That thought scared her the most. That wedding, now that she was near Ichigo, was useless! … Still, she couldn't take back her word. Byakuya had bowed in front of her and she accepted him. She knew that the Elders won't find their brotherly relation an impediment for the wedding, since they were unrelated by blood and moreover they will hold back, because they were waiting for this moment for decades. Even if she wanted, now it was too late to go back to the day Ichigo kissed her for the first time. But, oh! How she missed that kiss! And how she will miss his presence… his scent… his orange hair… his mild, amber eyes…
While he was piggy riding her, she put her head on shoulder, like a child that was about to fall asleep. She wanted to enjoy this last moments with him… but still she wanted to let him know that soon their relation will change forever… that she would never be able to be his wife.
She couldn't tell him directly. She didn't have the strength for that. That's why she thought of giving him hints, and that morning for the first time she put on her hair the kenseikans. There were two. One showed that she was the heir of the clan, the other one showed that she was the Lady of the House and the wife of the leader. She caught that strange glare Ichigo gave her, when she came downstairs wearing those noble jewelries, but she couldn't gave him an explanation. She thought of telling him only if he'd ask. But he didn't and somehow for the moment… she felt relieved.
Now as they were walking across the street and that late autumn rain, she started to tell him about the wedding she organized with Byakuya. He seemed to enjoy her story, expect for the parts in which Byakuya cut in. She noticed his expression every time she was mentioning Byakuya by his name. She knew that he must have asked himself: "What happened to Nii-sama?" … Again if he would have asked her out loud, she would have told him. But he didn't say a word, so for the second time… she smiled relieved.
"So it seems that you had some fun these two months… while I was here fighting my ass with these Prisoners…" he said when she finished her story.
"Do I sense some jalousie, Ichigo?..." she replied.
" As if!… I've already attended to a noble's party once… I don't think I would have stand a noble's wedding" he answered.
"Still, i think you are jealous!" she added with a playfull voice. "But anyway! I've been talking about me for the last two hours … Now it's your turn! Tell me about your last months… You regained your shinigami strength pretty fast. How was your training with Urahara?"
Ichigo frowned.
"I didn't train with Urahara…" he replied.
"How come?" she asked confused.
"Someone gave me back my powers…"
"Someone?..." she asked, her curiosity increasing.
"Yes… you must know her… and actually I will ask you to tell me everything you know about her." He answered with a serious glare. "It's the host of that party we attended together…"
"Lord Goroza Ryoing?!" she stated more than surprised.
"No… his daughter, Haruna."
Rukia's eyes widened. Ichigo then continued with explaining to Rukia how Haruna gave him back all his memoried with her zankaputo, how she told him about Oza and how Urahara was suspecting her of having an agreement with him.
Rukia got off of his back with more than a worried expression. She realized that she was the one who put the weapon in the hand of a possible enemy. While her heartbeats were accelerating, she understood why Haruna insisted so much on having back her zanpakuto. She took a deep breath prepared to confess everything she have done:
"Ichigo… I am the one who…" she whispered.
But then both of them turned their gaze to the top of the street where a strong mixture of spiritual pleasures combined with Renji's voice shouting: 'BAN KAI !' made their appearance.
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A few minutes before releasing his bankai, Renji was still on the roof of Urahara's shop. He was anxious. He knew that something was about to happened. He just didn't know and where who was involved. And then suddenly he saw Yoruichi being projected thought the wall of Urahara's shop.
"You little slut… did you thought that this was all that I got?" a hateful voice followed the sound of Yoruichi's crash. Renji immediately recognized Prisoner No 2's voice. Before he could react, he saw Urahara making his appearance in front of the Prisoner.
"You again… alone? Well… we are two… and with Abarai-san here, three… Don't you think you are in a little disadvantage?" Urahara asked with his calm and polite voice.
No 2 laughed amused and disgust at the same time.
"Three against one?... Who said that I'm alone?" he growled and behind him more than twenty shinigamis prisoners made their appearance.
Renji feltthat he didn't have any time to lose so he instantly released his bankai.
What he didn't know… and what no one else knew was that after No 2 and his comrades left, Oza remained alone and for a second he thought of No 2. He knew that will go directly to confront the Shihoin leader and that he will surly need help. So led by an impulse he couldn't explain, he followed No 2.
"Abarai-san… you shouldn't waste, your bankai here…" Urahara said. "Yoruichi and i are already here…"
In that moment, Yoruichi got up from the ruins of the demolish wall. She shook he head in order to pull herself together, but then she her eyebrows frowned as she noticed a strange appearance above. It took her like two seconds to recognize it. Oza! Byakuya's oncle! She opened her mouth to prevent Urahara, but he was turned to Renji:
"There are others two around… You should better go and give a hand to Kurosaki-san and Kuchiki-san!"
In that moment, Oza'a eyes widened with pleasure and surprise and Yoruichi got up shouting:
"Kiskue! Be quiet!"
But it was too late. Oza already heard the so longed name: Kuchiki.
"Run, Renji! Run!" yelled Yoruichi as she tried to attack Oza, but the moment she reached him he disappeared like a cloud of smoke, leaving behind a malicious smile made of fume.
Renji who didn't know anything, understood only that something bad just happened. That was enough for him to shunpo to Ichigo and Rukia as fast as he could.
From behind Urahara's widened as he realized the mistake he had done.
"Was… that Oza?" he asked.
"You bet!" Yoruichi replied as she tried dot avoid No 2 who, on his position, didn't waste e second and retook the initiative of attack.
"Yoruichi-san… this means that Kuchiki-san…" Urahara stated worried.
"I know that!" she snapped angry. "That's why we have to hurry!"
With a serious glare Urahara released his Benihime and approached the multitude of shinigami prisoners.
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Ichigo and Rukia were hurrying to reach Renji when they were stopped by the scene above them. Two Prisoners, along with an army of little shinigami prisoners had covered all Karakura's sky. Ichigo turned into his shinigami form, and right when he was about to attack he sensed Renji approaching. He turned and saw him coming on Hihio Zabimaru.
"Let's crash the bastards!" he yelled and Ichigo encouraged by his friend's enthusiasm, he released his zangetsu.
But Rukia grabbed his arm.
"You both dumbass!" she shouted. " We are three they're 100… We need a plan first!"
Knowing that she was right and that she was smarter than both of them at the time, they stopped and turned to her.
"Listen to me!" she begun and pulled them closer by their collars. " We have all reached bankai… but we all know that Ichigo is the one who masters it best."
Renji hissed annoyed.
"Cut it Renji!" she snapped as he slapped him on his back head. " This is no time for your egos!"
She took a deep breath and continued.
"Ichigo you will take on the two prisoners. But for that we must trap them first! So you, Renji, will use Hihio Zabimaru as a wall to surround them so they won't escape!"
"And what about you?" Ichigo asked.
"There are also 100 hundred of these smalls prisoners, right? You remember my bankai? I will use my white strands of reiastu so I can get rid of them!"
Renji and Ichigo nodded in agreement. Then Ichigo and Rukia shouted both: BAN KAI!
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Oza stopped and watched the scene of the three marvelous bankais. And then slowly his eyes leaned on the most beautiful of them… on the snow goddess. Even a repellent creature like him had to admit the beauty when he sees it… He just had to stop and watch it.
He had to… she was too beautiful…
So beautiful… that he had to devour her with his eyes. He had to stain her purity with this dirty thoughts before he could touch her… before he would…
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Rukia's plan appeared to be working. Hihio Zabimaru trapped the two prisoners, powerless In front of Ichigo's Getsuga Tenshou.
Prisoner No 6, seemed a little too talkative for Ichigo's tastes. He started to bored the audience with a speech on his superiority, on how he will to rule the world and on how he will give Ichigo a slow and painful death. Ichigo didn't want initially, but he had to use Getsuga Tenshou. He just wanted to shut that bastard's mouth!
On the other side, Renji thought of giving some help to Ichigo . So with the tail of Hihio Zabimaru he caught Prisonner no 5 and strangled him.
'It's already nightfall, A little more we will win this fight…' both shinigamis thought.
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Oza frowned. No matter how much he enjoyed watching the Kuchiki princess killing his own subordinates, the other two shinigamis were worrying him with their strength. Prisoner No. 6 was already dead. A little more and Prisoner No 6 will follow his comrade in the flames of hell.
He didn't have much time left. He had to intervene…NOW!…
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Rukia was hardly trying to maintain her bankai. She had never used it for so long before. So far, she had doing her job well. But she wondered how much longer she would last. For a second she turned her attention to Ichigo and Renji. They also seemed to manage the situation well… A little longer and all this will be over.
But then her eyes widened. Behind those two and their bankais she noticed another presence. It was a middle age man. Its reiatsu had no color and no trace, yet it seemed powerful. And he was hurrying in Ichigo's direction incredibly fast!
"Ichigo! Watch out!" she shouted scared while the man was behind Ichigo.
Ichigo turned to Rukia. Rukia tried to reach him, but the strange man suddenly disappeared. A second in which both of them stopped confused followed, and then, the stranger appeared in front of Rukia:
"Trying to save your friends, Beautiful Kuchiki Princess?" he asked. "Don't you even know that it's you, the one I'm after?"
And within the same second he took out his sword and sliced her stomach until the whole blade reached the other side of her body and he pulled the sword out her back, making a whole inside her.
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Rukia's bankai broke and her white strips of reiatsu fell over Karakuraa like terrible snow storm.
Ichigo's voice cracked and the blood froze in his veins.
Renji also lost control of his bankai and accidently released his enemy, Prisoner no 5. Like a mad man he shunpo-ed to Oza trying to kill him, but the Prisoner's body disintegrated in a dense fume, as if all his presence was nothing more than an illusion.
Indeed, nothing more than an illusion, leaving behind Rukia's body to fall inertly from the sky. Ichigo shunpo-ed immediately toward her, reaching his hands to catch her.
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No 5, relieved by the fact that he was still alive, ran away from Renji's bankai. When he saw Oza at a certain distance from the battle field he forced his speed and reached him. When he was finally safe, he turned his gaze to the little shinigami woman who passed out.
"Is she…?" he asked with a trembling voice.
" Beautiful? Of course! .., But she is also dead…" Oza replied with a cruel pleasure in his voice.
No 5 turned his eye to his master.
"What are we going to do now?" he asked.
Oza's grey eyes sparked for a second with a crazy and hatful expression.
"We're leaving, No 5… and wait for the captains to come…"
"And then?…"
"And then… I will pay a visit to little Byakuya to express my regrets for the princess's death…" he answered and started to laugh like a mad man.
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Ichigo put Rukia's on the ground and leaned on his knees next to her inert body. He tried to not look at her wound, but he couldn't avoid her wide opened and lifeless eyes. A cold shiver made his skin numb, along with his senses.
"Come to your senses, Rukia! Wake up! Come on, Wake up! You had wounds worse than these!"
He continued yelling at her, not realizing that he was talking to himself.
"WAKE UP!" he shouted for the last time and since he didn't receive any reply he just brutally shook her for couple of times. Again, no reaction. Then, with all the strength left his shivering body, he put his ear on her chest.
"She's not breathing!!" he shouted and shook her again.
Renji, who also arrived, remained behind. He was looking at the whole scene stoned and unable to move.
"She's not fucking breathing!" Ichigo yelled desperately.
Renji heard him from the first time, but he couldn't say a word.
"Renji! SHE'S NOT BREATHING!" Ichigo yelled again, literally on the edge of madness.
And as if all this was not enough, then both of them heard her ice zanpakuto cracking. That sound made the two men's insanity crack also:
Ichigo's face transfigured with horror while he desperately grabbed Rukia in her arms. He called her repeatedly, begging her to say a word… to move a finger… to do something just to make him sure that she was still alive. But every time he was looking at her the only response he could get were those lifeless, fixed on the abyss eyes. He couldn't look into those eyes. He couldn't do this anymore! He grabbed her tightly and started to cry like a child, begging: "Rukia… Rukia… please … don't do this to me…please!"
But then her zanpkuto cracked again…
That sound pierced Renji's mind, making him lose contact with everything around him. Everything, except for those opaque, violet eyes.
'It's too late!' a voice yelled inside his mind.
'It's too late! You have failed Renji!'
'It's too late! She is already dead!'
His body startled on the last thought.
'Dead'
His mind broke…
'Dead'
He just took a step back and with a horrified expression, raised his zanpakuto and pointed it to his chest, ready to stab himself.
"Hold your horses, lover boy!" a women's voice cut in that mortifying silence. It was Yoruichi who had grabbed Renji's arm, stopping him from committing suicide. Within the same moment, Urahara approached Ichigo and looked at Rukia's broken zanpakuto.
"How is she?" Yoruichi asked.
In response, Urahara leaned over Rukia and closed her eyelids.
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Within the same moment, back in the Kuchiki Manor, Byakuya woke up brutally from his sleep as a strong and inexplicable pain stubbed his heart. Restless and nervous, he looked around for something he couldn't name... for something that was missing...
'Rukia...'
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It really took me a lot to write this chapter, because i don't really fancy the battle scenes, but since they are part of the story i had no choice...
Anyway... Let's see... is she dead or is she not? :D
Waiting for your opinions! Until next time... you know it! Read and Review!