Ok I apologize for the last chapter….it was creepy, freaky, odd and down right not right…

But I hope this one will make up for it!

P.S this is for Kimihaine for saying that my drabbles are to die for…thank you!


It's said that the man she loves is cold, harsh, stoic, unemotional and unfeeling. The youngest shinigami in all of soul society and he is as unemotional as her brother and sometimes even the soutaichou. But she knows, for it wasn't long ago when they fell in love with each other.

She knows the reason why he keeps his mask on. The reason behind those cold and unfeeling emerald eyes of his, she knows all too well the reasons that flow through this world. For everything living with a heart beat, a life, it has a reason.

Rukia lets a smile fall across her pale face as she casts her amethyst eyes to the shrouded grey sky, as a ripple sounds beside her before long she is covered in ice cold rain, crystal diamonds of harsh and unfeeling ice. Rukia lets the smile on her face widen in bitterness.

The raven haired woman lets her arms hang beside her unmoving as the rain drowns her shivers and tremors. Dripping and sticking to her face, the raven locks of her short hair shine dully, the rain fall and caresses her white face bringing a pink tint to her cheeks and the tip of her tiny nose. And yet Rukia makes no move to hold herself, to keep the warmth of her body still in her beating heart.

Too long. For too long has she kept the reasons of all that she sees and understands to herself. Why Ichigo came and saved her so long ago, why she and her friends went against Soul Society to save their friend, why her brother was cold to her, why her family was cruel, everything that she saw with her wide unblinking orbs; Rukia saw.

It was because Ichigo felt as if he needed to save her, because they were friends. It was because the maroon haired girl was a close friend to all of them. It was because she had her sisters face and that her brother just was that kind of man, and it was because no matter how much she was a Kuchiki then; her blood was that of a street rat.

Rukia opened her eyes and cast them to the dark heavens above once more before lowering them to the white tree in front of her, as she stood upon the tiny bridge overlooking a crackling river.

Thinking back Rukia thought of that man who promised her one thing. That man who stole her heart and she his, she told him to promise her one thing before he left to go on a mission three weeks ago.

"Promise me you'll come back, to me and your child" the raven haired woman tightened the hold on her flat stomach as she remembered the look in his green eyes and the brightness in his young face, the flutter of his white hair as he lifted her off her feet and gave her one last passionate kiss before he promised to return.

Those were one of the rare times that he let his mask slip. To let her fully see the real man underneath, the one she fell in love with, the one she married and made love with. And so Rukia stood on the bridge longer, letting the cool rain roughly and slowly wash away her fears, about his return.


She knew that he would never abandon her, never would he break his promise to her. Letting dark amethyst fall onto the rivulet of the river under her, Rukia slowly moved towards the white tree bending over as if yearning to touch the clear waters it lay over, guarding and protecting just as they had hoped.

When they ran away from Soul Society long ago so very long ago, this was the first thing they did as husband and wife. By planting this white tree that dangles ivory vines and blossomed crystal flowers once a month in the dark of a moonless night, only seen by those with strong even spiritual powers; this was their promise that as long as the tree lived it would be their hope. The place they would return to should they ever fight, ever leave one another for any reason, this was the place they would wait for the other.

And so Rukia waited, three weeks for his return, by leaving he would throw Soul Societies wandering eyes from them and upon his return it would mean they were free for a few more years, before he would throw them off again. For so long Rukia had to keep hold herself strong until his return, she would keep the strong mask she held when they were shinigami, when he was a captain and she a seated officer in a different division.

She would keep the mask she wore when her brother forbid her to marry him, and forbid him to see her cutting them off from each other. She made to remain strong; no matter how much she yearned to cry, no matter how harsh the pulls of her heart tore at her at the many times he left, it was necessary. To keep living together they had to leave Soul Society, the one place that would refuse them to be one. All because of the thought that by marrying a shinigami's will to fight would falter and weaken them. They ran to the real world.

They left behind their friends and family, so many sacrifices just so they could be together; and Rukia wouldn't wish it any other way. And so the raven haired woman let go of her bitter smile, let go of the fear and the worry and let the tears of the sky fall upon her in embraces that would, for now, substitute his hugs.

Lifting her slim ice cold fingers to the white trees trunk Rukia touched her stomach, closed her eyes and thought of all the times they were happy and free, and soon going to be a family. Until the raven haired woman felt a pair of arms wrap around her from the back.

Yet automatically she knew who it was and allowed her mask to fall.

"Forgive me Rukia, I made you wait for so long"

" As long as I know you come back to me, I'll be fine" leaning down the green eyed man kissed his wife passionately and loving, gazing longingly into the eyes he fell in love with so long ago and still was crazy over. He touched her stomach and beamed as he remembered the news.

"Soon we really will be a family, Rukia" as his raven haired wife kissed his lips, his hold on her tighter and warm, as her body heat became one with his.

"Yes, my Toushiro soon we're going to be a family" and as he turned his gaze to the tree what Rukia saw from the edge of her eyes made her heart tighten and a true smile fall across her face,

His mask was gone.


Me- so does this make up for the last chapter? I hope so…although I think it's worded a bit oddly….I think it's alright!

Please read and review your thoughts!