Chapter 22

DISCLAIMER: ONLY TITE KUBO CAN DRAW A HOT TOSHIRO... I LITERALLY MELTED WHEN I SAW HIM... AND BYAKUYA... DAMN... HE GOT HOTTER.. OH DEAR, THIS IS BAD... SIGH, THE KUCHIKIS HAVE BEEN UPGRADED AND ARE NOW BETTER THAN BEFORE... KICKASS AND ALL...

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Rukia sighed as she walked over to the phone. It had been ringing nonstop and it was beginning to annoy her. After forcing herself off her Chappy covered bed, she placed the damn thing against her ear. It was silent at first and all she could hear was the sound of someone breathing. Rukia assumed that the caller was waiting for her to say hello. Rukia cringed. "Hello? This is Rukia Kuchiki speaking."

"Rukia."

Suddenly, Rukia's chest felt heavy. Her hand quivered slightly at the sound of his voice. She hadn't heard from him for over two months and for two months she had decided to feign ignorance and pretend to forget that her boyfriend had yet to meet him. She swallowed thickly as she steeled herself for what he was about to say. "Yes, Brother?"

She heard him breathe in deeply. "Tomorrow, you are to attend a dinner with me..." he stated simply in his voice that screamed authority and power.

"With Ichigo... Am I right?" Rukia replied, she said his name in a pained manner. She knew the Kuchikis would never ever approve of him. Most especially the head of the clan Byakuya Kuchiki.

"Good, it seems you are indeed aware." he replied as though he knew all along that she had been feigning ignorance.

"Forgive me brother... I was too indulged and so I had forgotten..."

"Be thankful that your excuse is somewhat acceptable and understandable... Keep up this behavior and I can no longer keep you in the family Rukia. The elders can no longer tolerate your insolence... Please understand Rukia, you're twenty seven now... They've expected you to act like an adult years ago."

Rukia clutched the phone hard. She didn't want to face the Kuchikis at all. She wanted to keep dreaming. "Tomorrow then... When and where?"

"It will be at that certain place... Make it seven in the evening." he replied.

"Th-that place? Brother?"

"I am not the only one watching... I want Hisana to meet him as well."

"Aren't you putting too much gravity on a trivial matter such as my relationships? That place was Hisana's favorite place."

"I am not... As I said, whomever you choose to date also affects the reputation of the entire clan and so I must not be taking this lightly. End of discussion."

Rukia could feel her throat constricting. "Goodbye Brother... I will be seeing you tomorrow..."

The phone went dead. Rukia clicked a button and set the phone back down on her desk. She looked out the window to watch the small remains of the snow melt away. Rukia sat down on her bed and sighed sadly. It would take a miracle for Ichigo to be acceptable in their eyes. Byakuya had obviously disapproved of Grimmjow and his incident with his old psychotic girlfriend only served to prove Byakuya's point. Kaien was lucky to pass since he had been one of the most talented and well respected members of the district attorney's office but Ichigo? Ichigo was an actor, his reputation was for being badass. Professionalism was not thy name.

Would she have to face another heartbreak? She would have to be torn away from another person she loved deeply. Why take away Ichigo from her? At this rate, the only thing she could do was pray and hope that by some diluted miracle, she and Ichigo could stay together.

"Why is it when I finally find something I love more than the universe I suddenly lose it?" Rukia muttered under her breath bitterly as she lied down and clutched the sheets. Breathing in deeply, she could smell his fantastic scent lingering on her bed thanks to the little forays they had at her place. She dreaded the idea of losing him.

That wasn't her greatest fear.

Her greatest fear was that should they separate, she would simply move on and forget about him like she did with the first two.

She didn't want to move on from him.

Rukia felt the device in her hand vibrate and it's screen brighten considerably. Rukia brought her cellphone to her face and read the text message on it.

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From: Ichigo
Subject: Valentines Day
Hey Rukia... Today's valentines day so I was thinking of having some dinner. I know I haven't been around for the last four days since I was in New York but I'm texting you from a stop over in Korea... Don't be so sad midget... You know what? If you're so eager to see your fantastically handsome boyfriend then you can always pick me up at the airport.

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Rukia smiled warmly at his text and texted back to him eagerly. She hadn't received a text from him for a couple of hours but then again, he was on an airplane. Seeing his messages made her feel ecstatically happy.

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From: Rukia
Subject: Re: Valentines Day
Annyeonghaseyo to you then. I'll pick you up myself, hope you don't mind if I wreck your BMW. Just kidding... You haven't exactly called in a while so I kinda miss you already. I'd love to have dinner with you, what time are you arriving?

Rukia clutched the blanket even tighter as her heart softly thumped in her chest. She always loved hearing from him after his short out of the country or out of town trips. Her phone vibrated again.

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From: Ichigo
Subject: Re: Valentines Day
Probably around six thirty in the evening or if my flight gets delayed then it's probably gonna be eight but I don't think it's gonna be delayed so just be there by six okay? Can't wait to see you... Seriously, you have no idea just how many girls tried to flirt with me at the after party, it was horrible and I need tons of Rukia exposure right now.

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Rukia laughed as she read his text and thought of a good reply. She found it so sweet of him to be saying such things like that. She had never pegged him as the sort of person who would text lovey dovey things to his girlfriend.

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From: Rukia
Subject: Re: Valentines Day
Sounds harsh... You didn't flirt back did you? Just joking, girls like them definitely don't suit you. See you later then... Love you.

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Rukia sighed and seriously hoped he didn't do anything. It doesn't hurt to be too careful. Though she seriously trusted him to not have done anything with the New York ladies.

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From: Ichigo
Subject: Re: Valentines Day
Love you too.

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Rukia smiled. This man had made her fall in love with him over and over again for the past two months they had been dating and he had continued to do so. Rukia looked at the time and found it to be five in the afternoon. Rukia forced herself up and walked up to her closet. She grabbed the jacket Ichigo had bought for her birthday. It was Chappy themed but in a more classy sophisticated way. Kinda like the Chappy ring Ichigo wore on his left hand. You wouldn't know it was Chappy unless you looked at it closely.

Rukia wore a white turtleneck and some comfortable jeans. She found her boots and wore them all in one quick go. She found her necklace and wore it with great ease. She saw her purse on her desk and grabbed it after shoving her belongings inside it. She went downstairs and walked past the usual gang.

Her best friend spoke her first. "Hey Rukia, where're you going?"

Rukia looked at Momo quickly. "I'm gonna steal his BMW so I can fetch him at the airport. You know how far away that airport is from this town." Rukia replied.

Momo simply shrugged as she gave Rukia a pleasant smile. "Enjoy your evening then." Momo replied before resuming her conversation with the usual people namely, Kiyone, Tatsuki, Renji, Rangiku with her boyfriend Gin, Orihime with her untalkative boyfriend Ulquiorra.

Rukia found her way on the usual street. She was headed for his apartment which was around five minutes away with simple walking.

The two months had been good for everybody. Ichigo and Rukia stayed strong and contrary to Ichigo's fans' wishes, they didn't have any major fights and they weren't planning on breaking up any time soon. It had been a while since Rukia was engaged in such a relationship where the only thing they had was their love for each other. Though it wasn't just them. Ulquiorra debuted and was then labeled by the world as the contemporary Mozart. The Orihime supporters didn't take too kindly to the musician and his newly found fan club had thought the same. Despite the odd pairing, the couple persevered.

Now Momo was the one with the most interesting stuff. On her hand was a shiny engagement ring Momo had absolutely adored and their wedding was set to be in July of next year. They didn't want to rush their wedding. The day she told Rukia was the day Rukia's ears officially died. Momo just barged in the cafe, squealing and all yelling to the world that she was engaged to the love of her life.

Rukia secretly enjoyed being the maid of honor.

Yes well, all the couples were doing well. As for Kaien, he was still kicking criminal ass as usual. Thanks to him, the crime rate actually decreased by two percent. Normally an impossible feat for a single person but he still couldn't beat the records Rukia had set and she wanted it to stay that way.

Rukia finally found the familiar twin towered building. Rukia slid her hand inside her purse and got a familiar spare key. She walked in the lobby and the lobby guy greeted her. He knew her well enough to let her through without signing in the log book. Rukia went to one side of the forked hallway and found the elevators. She clicked up and entered. She considered herself lucky that there were only two people in there. She immediately went for the corner of the confined area and endured the horrible elevator music which was supposed to be pleasant and soothing but actually did otherwise.

Rukia ignored the stares she had received from her fellow elevator-mates. Being famous had it's perks and disadvantages. This just happened to one of the many downsides of fame. You get stared at and you lose some privacy. She finally reached the floor she had wanted. She didn't enjoy the fact that she had to go to his apartment just to get his keys. Rukia rounded a corner and found the door she was looking for. She stuck the key in the lock and twisted the key.

She went inside and found his keys with ease. Being there numerous times, she had already grown accustomed to his apartment and had memorized not just the layout but where he placed his belongings. Rukia locked his door as she left and went back to the dreaded elevator. She clicked the basement level this time and upon arriving on her level, she spotted his car with ease.

While everybody else had flashy Ferraris and expensive Lamborghinis, Ichigo had settled for a classy BMW. It was sophisticated yet sleek and modern. Rukia would have to apologize if she gave it a scratch, it's been a while since she drove but she knew how. She didn't want Ichigo to lose his trust in her just because she wrecked his car. Rukia shoved the keys in and the engine roared to life. She had to admit that the purr of the engine was an addicting sound.

Rukia switched from Park to Drive and luckily enough, she could still drive. Perhaps watching Ichigo drive kept her somewhat sharp. Somewhat. Rukia drove out of town and found the highway. Oh how she loathed driving on highways, not once in her life did she love them. It was always a tiring experience. Following the signs, the airport was in sight and thanks to the untimely traffic she spent precisely an hour driving. It's been a while since she last drove and her first time back behind the wheel got her an hour in traffic. At least she left early thanks to her excessive excitement to see her boyfriend.

Still, he was extremely worth it.

The airport checkpoint entered her line of sight and after cussing over some stupid driver in front of her who kept swerving left and right, Rukia made a right turn and went up the flyover towards the arrival section. Rukia grabbed her phone when it rang.

"Hello?"

"Rukia?"

"Coming... Just got stuck in some traffic but hey, it's great to hear you."

She heard him laugh and that made her giddy on the inside. "Good to hear you too Rukia. I'm near the taxi line." he informed.

"See you in a few... I'll let you drive."

"Thank you... You didn't do anything to my BMW... Did you?"

Rukia smirked. "You'll see."

Rukia clicked a button she had memorized so well. She joined the group of cars who had been looking for the persons they were fetching. Rukia smiled as her face brightened up considerably. She saw his familiar head of orange hair and pulled over. She got out of the car and met him personally. After a swift kiss, he opened the back part of his car and placed his luggage in it before going to the driver's side while Rukia went to the passengers side and they drove off.

Rukia leaned back on the seat and enjoyed his presence and absolutely loved how his scent filled the small confines of the car.

"If I wasn't driving, I'd be kissing you right now." Ichigo grinned sensually. She loved how sexy he sounded.

"Already? You've just seen me for five minutes and and you already want to get on with the kinky stuff. Were New York chicks that bad?" Rukia joked as Ichigo's free hand entangled with hers. Having him rubbing his thumb against her hand sent tingles all over her body.

He chuckled deeply. "Yes, they were... I can go on for hours actually. I just hope they'll amuse you." he said.

"Fire away then."

"Well... They were like, hey cutie and all. Then they went Oh! Aren't you Ichigo Kurosaki in a bimbo tone that pissed me off. Oh, and the cleavage... Too many implants my God... I wanted to puke all the alcohol I had ingested in their faces. Freaking sluts..."

"Chill... Wow, they did piss you off." Rukia said astounded.

"No kidding..." he said before smiling genuinely. Ever since he met her, he smiled more often. Rukia had just noticed that he scowled less often. Not that she minded but she did kinda miss it.

"Not all New Yorkers are that bad... You just attracted the wrong attention."

"I hope you're right."

"I'm just glad your back... I really missed you this time." Rukia sighed.

"You did? Why?"

"I really don't know." Rukia replied. Though she lied.

She missed him more because of that phone call.

"Where do you want to eat?" Ichigo asked.

"You offered, your pick..." Rukia replied.

Ichigo paused for a moment before stepping a bit more on the gas. "I know just the thing. Give me fifteen minutes."

Rukia closed her eyes and enjoyed just being around him. She had been getting bad vibes lately and at an alarming rate. It was as if something bad was going to happen soon. As in, really soon.

Ichigo parked the car smoothly and killed the engine. Ichigo pulled out the car keys in one conclusive motion and went out first. Her went around the car and opened her door. He held out his hand and helped her out like gentleman he was and locked the car cooly as soon as she was out. Ichigo wanted to laugh at the face she was making as soon as she smelled the aroma of food emanating from the cozy homey restaurant.

"Why is it you know more restaurants than I do?"

Ichigo chuckled as he patted her head teasingly much to her evident dismay. "I just do. Bitter because you only know a few good Italian restaurants when I know tons of them?"

She nodded cutely with a pout. Ichigo grabbed the nape of her neck and pressed a soft wet kiss against her cold lips warming them in an instant. Rukia responded quickly and kept it brief. Her hunger was yet to be satiated. For food of course... Not that she needed sex that badly... Okay fine, that sentence meant both ways.

Ichigo smiled at her a smile that made her melt every single time. His hand intertwined with hers as they entered the restaurant. Ichigo asked for a table for two and he specifically asked the waiter to go to a more discrete spot. The waiter obliged and they both secretly thanked God that the waiter was being professional as compared to the waitresses who were eyeing them. They sat down and the waiter got them some menus.

Rukia perused the menu with great delight while Ichigo simply watched her with great joy. Ichigo smiled as he saw how overwhelmed she was with the abundance of Italian favorites. Once they were done, Ichigo called for the waiter but grimaced when he got a waitress instead. She strode over with flirtatious eyes and she was damn lucky that she worked in an Italian restaurant because if she wasn't then there was the full wrath of Rukia to face.

They ordered and the waitress left with a wink in which she received a glare from the girlfriend. That scared her off well and for that, Ichigo was extremely grateful. Rukia sighed as she leaned back on the chair. She looked worried over something. Ichigo just had to ask. He leaned over the table with a stern look.

"What's wrong midget?" he asked, clearly concerned.

She gave him a smile but he knew it was forced. "Absolutely nothing."

"It'a not absolutely nothing... You know you can always tell me..."

She shrugged as she rested her head on her propped up palm. She looked straight into his amber eyes. "Well you see... Brother called... He wants to meet you..."

"Oh..." he understood very well what that meant.

He knew from the very start that the Kuchikis would never ever approve him. Even if he suddenly changed his profession to law or politics, their opinion wouldn't change in the slightest and if he didn't pass then he would never see Rukia again. His heart convulsed and clenched tightly as he imagined living in a world without her knowing full well that she was alive and living in the same town he was living in. It hurt more to imagine if she found a man who the Kuchikis approved of.

"I know... I don't want to think about it..." she said before sighing and closing her eyes softly as though closing them would soothe her pain. "But I can't help it... It pops back in my head..." she said helplessly.

"It's fine... We'll make it through... And if they ended up disowning you... I'll still be with you... I'm pretty sure I have enough money for us both and besides... You still have your money from your lawyer days... So financially, we have no problems." Ichigo said, looking at the brighter side of things.

Rukia chuckled slightly as she opened her big amethyst eyes again. "You and your simplistic way of thinking... Why can't I think like you? I have to imagine the worse case scenario and think of things in a more complicated perspective."

"If you didn't then that wouldn't be the Rukia Kuchiki we all know and love." Ichigo replied.

"That doesn't sound like a compliment."

"Of course it is... I'm always complimenting you." he replied smugly.

"Sure you are." she replied.

"What? It's true!" he retorted.

"I'm just kidding." Rukia replied with a grin.

"I honestly can't tell since you always sound so serious." Ichigo said jokingly.

"You know me... Always serious... Especially when I want certain things..." Rukia said but her tone was now laced with something better left unsaid.

"Oh?" he said as his mouth quirked up in one side. He went closer to her face. "Do pray tell what are these certain things you speak of?" he replied sensually.

She smirked an equally sexually charge smile and angled her head as though she was ready to kiss him. "You know..."

"Sadly, I don't... Care to elaborate?" he replied.

He could feel her breath against his lips. "You are such a tease."

"Only am when I know what I want." he replied.

They felt the footsteps of the waiter as quickly separated in order to not cause a scene. They had mastered the art of pretending to not have intended to engage in some PDA. The waiter came by with their drinks and they gave him a pleasant thank you before looking into each other's eyes and laughing at each other.

"That was fun..." Rukia commented.

Ichigo sighed. It was rare of him to sigh in such a manner. "I want things to stay this way... Forever. I didn't do anything wrong... I became a model to pay back my debt. I became an actor by opportunity... Then I rode my chances to reach where I was. I fell in love and got my heart broken because she passed away and when I finally find someone I can love just as much if not more, I just might get torn away from her. What does your family see in me?"

"They don't understand you... All they know is that you had a debt. You were hired as a model and you paid back the debt. Some producer gives you a role in a movie. You behave irrationally and fall in love foolishly. You got cheated on meaning you have bad taste and with the same irrationality, you go and date a Kuchiki who's already hated enough by the rest of the family... All they see is what's written on a background check report..." Rukia replied.

"All they care about is their image."

"True..."

"You know what? Forget about it... This night is ours... What do you want to do?" Ichigo asked.

Rukia grinned. "Well... You know how I haven't gone and watched a movie marathon in such a long time..."

Ichigo chuckled. "My place then? You and your chick flicks... Well I have no say in this, it's valentines day." Ichigo said jokingly.

"Of course you don't... Don't forget that you yourself gave me girlfriend rights." she replied.

"Yeah yeah... I know what I did..." Ichigo replied begrudgingly, rolling his eyes.

Rukia nudged Ichigo with her elbow making him groan and make a strangled noise. "Oh shut up. Maybe if you're quiet then maybe... Just maybe... I can put on a show for you." Rukia said in a low sultry tone as an incentive.

"Now that is very interesting." Ichigo smirked as the waiter then came with their food.

One sniff of her Risotto and Rukia had drifted off to la-la-land. Ichigo laughed at the cuteness of it all. She really did love Italian food. Apparently, Hisana Kuchiki fed her tiramisu whenever she felt down. The rest of the Italian food followed after that. Yes, it was an unhealthy obsession but it kept her happy and since she ran at the trail every single day, she burned off all of that food.

Ichigo smirked. Running also gave her such firm thighs and such a delectable stomach. Thanks god she exercised everyday... Though he did notice that she had a rather fast metabolism so she was always hungry. Ah, classic Rukia. He watched her eat in pure and utter ecstasy but then she noticed him staring at her. "What?"

He shook his head with a smile. "It's nothing."

She scowled. "Now I'm curious..."

He smiled. "You looks so cute when you eat." he said.

Rukia was taken aback and blushed heavily. "You've gotten better at flattery..."

"It's not flattery, it's a fact." he replied smugly.

Rukia half laughed and half sighed. "There you go again." she commented.

"What is this again you speak of?" he replied like an ignoramus.

"Oh never mind... I'd never get through that thick headed skull of yours..." Rukia scoffed as she continued to eat her Risotto.

"Aww... Don't be so bitter your Chappiness... This night's ours so we're gonna have some fun." Ichigo reassured.

Rukia sipped her iced tea before speaking blandly. "Amen to that."

Then she paused. "Maybe I should call you strawberry or Ichiberry more often... It's not fair that I let you get away with every nickname you give me." she pouted.

"That is one weird sentence... Fire away then... I doubt you're plan's gonna stick."

"Why?"

"Well, it doesn't really annoy me anymore, by the way calling you midget still annoys you, so it's rather futile." Ichigo reasoned as he ate his Marinara.

"Killjoy..."

"Am not... And aren't you normally the killjoy and prude."

"I am not a prude." Rukia snapped at him quickly.

"I mean come on... You are the very definition of a prude." Ichigo reasoned with a sadistic grin on his face.

"If I was a prude then I wouldn't have kissed back at the party. I would've pushed you away and never talked to you for the rest of forever." Rukia argued.

Ichigo simply smirked. "Oh, being a prude has nothing to do with your sex drive."

Rukia flushed red, her eyes slanted downwards extremely. "Oh shut up..."

Ichigo let out a short laugh. "See, it's true."

Rukia sighed in a good way as she looked straight into his eyes. "If it doesn't work out tomorrow... I don't care if I shame the name... What's the worse they can do to me for trying to be with the one guy I love? Who cares if the media catches us secretly seeing each other and all... I just want us to be together..." Rukia said straight from the heart.

Ichigo held her hand. "Don't worry... I'll become a prude like you if that's what it takes to be with you."

"Hey! That's not really a compliment."

He smirk returned. "You looked so serious, it was just so cute you know?"

"Damn... Why the hell are you so good at flattery."

"Well, I'm not the one who gets flushed every single time I compliment my significant other." Ichigo scoffed.

Rukia pouted but remained silent while knowing very well that every retort she intended to make wouldn't even make it past his cranium. Ichigo pulled her close and pressed a kiss against her forehead making all the blood rush even more to her face. He smiled. "Just how my midget should be."

That was how everything should be.

Rukia's head was buried in the crook of his neck as she stayed in his warm embrace. It felt like those days when she and Hisana would go on movie marathons and surprisingly enough, Ichigo stayed awake and interested. He felt so warm, she had seriously missed him. Four days felt longer than it should have. Since when did she need him this badly? She honestly couldn't tell when but she didn't care. She wanted to focus on the fact that he was here with her now.

"Hey Ichigo... Can you get the popcorn... Can't reach it from here." Rukia said as she watched the movie.

"You're just lazy to move... But sure, of course I will." Ichigo replied as he grabbed it and brought it towards Rukia.

Rukia grabbed some popcorn and ate it silently as Ichigo placed the popcorn back to some corner of the couch. Rukia had to admit that even the feel or the sound of his breath gave her great reassurance. It was peaceful for a couple of more minutes before she felt wet opened mouth kisses trail down her neck. She sighed fitfully. "Not now... I'm trying to watch."

"And I'm bored..." he replied in a husky way that sent tingles down her spike and goosebumps all over her skin.

"Deal with it." she replied as she did her very best to ignore him which was to say impossible.

"But I'm seriously bored..." he replied in a whining way.

"Unless you want half assed sex then I suggest you back off because you and I both know very well that I do participate in sex..." Rukia groaned angrily.

"Sheesh... Why so grumpy?" he replied.

"I'm trying to drown out unhappy thoughts with movies like I used to do with Hisana. It was rather effective until you... intervened."

He pressed another kiss against her forehead. "You're still thinking about tomorrow aren't you?"

She sighed in the crook of his neck. "Yeah... I'm still scared."

He held her tightly. "Don't be..."

"I can't help it..."

He held her chin and directed her face towards his. His gaze bore into her with the intensity of a thousand suns. "I said don't worry about it."

"Ichigo..."

Ichigo took her lips slowly. Rukia responded with as much further. It was one of those kisses fueled by something other than desire. It was as if they were seeking comfort in each other and it felt heartfelt. His lips slid against hers slowly before his tongue found it's way in. The tasted each other for a full minute before pulling back for some much needed air. They stared into each other's eyes as they panted softly in the darkness. The light of the television screen was the only thing illuminating to the room aside from the huge window that presented a fantastic view of the city.

Rukia remained in his embrace.

"I don't want to be away from you so soon... You don't understand what the Kuchiki family is capable of. They're prideful people and my disownment will bring them shame. The shame of actually having to disown a family member they personally adopted, it's a shame they never ever want to bear. They hate you a lot so in order to avoid the shame, they'll tear you apart from me and make some cover story... The only ones who get hurt would be just you and me... That's how they work... Don't tell me you're not the least bit scared?"

"Just a little..."

"See? I wasn't the only one after all..."

"But I'll do everything in my power to keep us together. I promise that to you... I promised that to Senna and even to my own mother."

"Really?"

"Really..."

"Maybe I can be a bit more confident."

Things would be alright... Would they?

AN: Oh! I'm so sorry if I kept you guys waiting and I am most especially sorry for keep you waiting after that below standard chapter. Many thanks to those who were honest in their reviews, they helped me out. So here is chapter 22 and I, the author, am already mourning... I mean, it's 22... I've never reached chapter 22 before... Actually, not even 10 chapters really. This is truly a first for me and it would be my complete pleasure to bring this story to a good clean end in around... Counting my fingers... Er... 10 chapters?

Ahh, never mind. I don't know why but I personally like the first part about the Kuchiki conversation and the texts the most...

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