-Mental Healing-
"Rukiiiiaaaaaaeehh?" Ukyo bursts into Rukia's house confused when she realized the door wasn't unlocked.
Something was wrong...
"Rukiaaaaaa?" Ukyo peers everyone room on the first floor, that's when Ukyo feared the worst. Rukia in the washroom. Ukyo dashed up the stairs as she hears Rukia groaning, "Ukyoo... Not so loud..."
Ukyo lets out a sigh of relief as she carries her bag of what Ukyo calls, "Happy juice" into Rukia's room.
"Rukia..." Ukyo pulls out a bottle of Sake, "Tell your promblems to ..."
An hour later...
"Seriously Rukia, that big breasted bimbo will lose her looks when her breasts start to sag to her knees..." Ukyo giggles at the thought of that as she plops herself next to Rukia on her bed.
"Stupid strawberry.. He's such a hot head! He never listens to what I say and he's always telling me to be quiet because he's does what he wants..." Rukia takes another swig from her sake bottle, mumbling, "Stupid strawberry.."
"Besides, do you know how embaressing it must be if you two had kids? Imagine how the kids would feel like if they told their friends their dad was called strawberry... Strawberry Rukia.. who names their kid strawbe-wah!ahhahahaahahahahhahaha!" Ukyo laughs as she looks under the bed and pulls out a black box, "Eh? What's this?"
Rukia rolls over towards Ukyo on the bed as she rubs her eyes and peers over Ukyo's shoulder, "The black box? It's the memory box I made with Kiyomi... She's not suppose to open it till she turns 16..." Rukia's eyes widen as and idea hit her, "Gimme the box.."
"Wait!" Ukyo pulls it away from Rukia, "I wanna see what's inside!"
"Nuuuu...Kiyomi can't look at it till-"
"But I'm not Kiyomi..." Ukyo sports a cheeky grin as she slowly opens the box as a distracted Rukia shakes her bottle for the last drops of sake. Though when Ukyo opened the box... When she opened the box it changed her mood...
The first thing she saw was a post card.
I won't come back to America.. I don't expect you to come back to Japan either. You're still a student and I assume you still have things you want to do there. I can't allow you to sacrifice yourself for me. Let's follow our own paths from now on.
-Ichigo Kurosaki
"Ukyoooo... .I want another bottle of sakeeee!" Rukia giggles, she was official drunk. She no longer feels the pain or burden she's been hiding and bottling up.
Ukyo hands Rukia her a half finished bottle of Saki as she opens a folded paper beneath the post card. Ukyo's heart dropped.
It's been a year since your first- probably the last post care from you and I can't seem get you out of my mind. So many things were left unsaid. I didn't get an explaination why or at least a chance to express how I felt. But, instead, I recieved a post card. Post. Card. What I can't fathom is why you would send a post card. A measley post card for all the world to see. Was i not worth an actual letter? Was I that worthless? Was I just another rag doll you toss aside? Was this your master plan? Get a girl to fall in love with you, take her heart and leave with it without hearing her pained cries and sobs?
I remember you telling me how much you loved me and would never leave me. Silly me would wait for the mail or wait by the phone just to hear or read how much you would like to come back. I know, silly me. After what you wrote it was clear. You didn't want anything to do with me. Why else would you send me a post card instead of an actual letter? Is it because letteres are more heart felt and post cards are just there, they have no heart felt sentimentals behind it. Is that why? You wanted nothing more than to leave me behind without saying a word. To think I actually said I love you when you probably didn't even mean it.
People tell me to go out and party, drink away the pain.. But in the end, I wake up with a massive head ache with no memories last night, feeling lousier than I did.
I've been told I could do better than you... I'd laugh and agree... But really.. I don't want anyone but you...
There were times where I thought to myself, maybe it's me... Maybe he left because I wasn't a good enough girlfriend... Maybe I didn't put enough love into the relationship.. Maybe I didn't deserve him...
That's when I began to loathed myself. I started to blame everything on myself even if it wasn't. It's hard to get out of a rut like this when it becomes a daily emotion. Though, I think it was a few months later that I met a little girl named Kiyomi. She was so bright and full of optimism it was contagious. She manages to make me smile and laugh. Maybe she's the one I wake up for everyday.. She needs me as much as I need her.. After all, her parents abandoned her in her time of need... no one should be abandoned...
No one.
So I adopted her. She's now my little sister and I don't regret anything. She's the one that cheeres me and makes me happy... No that you would care since you did move on without me...
The sun is about to rise, and Kiyomi is about to wake up.
I know you would never be able to recieve this or even read this... But, it felt somewhat soothing to write out what I felt...
-Rukia Kuchiki
Ukyo felt the pain and sting in that letter. The unfairness of it all... Not being heard when the other side has said everything they wanted. Being shoved away like a cheap piece of meat... To be used and disposed...
To be abandoned.
"Rukia..." Ukyo looks at drunk Rukia, "I'm gonna make someone feel like a complete tool... I'll be back..."
Rukia looks at Ukyo with puppy eyes, "Will be back with more sake?"
-Puke-
"YOU WHAT?" Renji pulls Ichigo to the side as Shuuhei follow and Orihime looks after Karin, "You're saying she beat up your girlfriend?"
"Orihime would not lie about things like this." Ichigo confidently replied.
"Nurse Kuchiki would never do such a thing, she has the patience of an Angel to deal with little kids... Are you sure your girlfriend saw the right person?" Shuuhei looked at Ichigo who began to get annoyed, "Are you saying my girlfriend is lying?"
"I don't know. I haven't heard the whole story. But I'm saying what I do know. Nurse Kuchiki is highly respected and praised from families and fellow nurses... If word goes to Yamamoto... someone has to do some-"
" ...There's someone waiting in the lobby for you..."
"Is it Nurse Kuchiki?" Ichigo coldly asked.
"No... She won't tell us her name but it isn't nurse Kuchiki... She told me to tell you to come quick..."
Who is this person that wants to see-
"I bet you're relived now that Rukia is in bed, away from your precious, fragile-"
"What the hell did Rukia send you-"
Ukyo plops a medium side box on the floor, "The things Rukia kept." Ukyo looked at Ichigo straight in the eyes, "I don't know you personally, but after reading what Rukia wrote, you don't deserve a girl as great as she is. A girl who poured her love into your relationship with her. The girl who waited and waited for just a response only to get a post card. The girl who felt like she was the problem. The girl who felt as if she was abandoned...No. You're perfect with the girl your with. You. A foolish tool. Your girlfriend, a conniving bitch whose brains appear to be in her breasts..."
Ichigo kept quiet while Ukyo whiped out a folded piece of paper and chucked it at Ichigo as she turned around, "It took her a year to get over the pain you inflicted.."
-Pulse-
"Did you hear about Nurse Kuchiki?"
"Yeah, I heard someone reported her to Yamamoto..."
"Do you believe she beat up that girl?"
"Nurse Kuchiki? No way!"
Who reported Rukia!
I love Ukyo...
She's such a great friend...
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