Marks of MarriageIt was the middle of the night and the Kurosaki household was fast asleep, except for a certain raven-haired shinigami. Rukia had just awoken from her slumber to drink a glass of water. After doing so, she climbed back into bed with Ichigo. This wasn't uncommon anymore, because the two had been a couple for several months now. Since then, Ichigo's dad even insisted that they share a room.Marks of Marriage2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Probably in hopes of grandchildren, thought Rukia, smirking. Sorry Kurosaki-san, that's not gonna happen anytime soon.
Rukia snuggled near Ichigo's sleeping figure and instinctively; he wrapped his arms around her.
He's so cute when he's sleeping, she thought smiling. He doesn't scowl and he seems at peace.
Ichigo's warmth enveloped her, making her smile more.
Sometimes, I wonder if I even deserve such happiness, she thought, somberly.
Rukia could feel Ichigo's warm breath in her hair. Rising up slightly, she kissed the tip of his nose and pecked his lips. Even thoug
Red Ribbon of FateRukia could feel every eye in the room stare at her as she sat on the pillow, waiting for someone to say something.Red Ribbon of Fate2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Why am I even here? she thought as she stared at her knees, refusing to look up.
Rukia mentally cursed at herself for not realizing the uncertainty of the situation when Byakuya called for her to come back to the Soul Society. Now, here she was. In the Kuchiki manor as the elder members of the Kuchiki clan stared at her as if she was an item on display.
What did I even do? she thought as her knuckles started to become white from clenching her fists too hard.
"Kuchiki Rukia," spoke the elder of the Kuchiki clan.
"H-Hai," she stuttered, breaking out of her thoughts.
"Though you are not related by blood, you have formally been adopted as a member of our clan," affirmed the elder as he looked down at her.
"H-Hai," she responded as she kept her attention on the floor.
"As you know, the Kuchiki clan is that of nobles and we expect you to take your status as a nobl
Maybe We ForgotMaybe we forgotMaybe We Forgot2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All the things we are
We are together
-Ellie Goulding, "Every Time You Go"
"I think I'm finally getting the hang of this," said Ichigo, a genuine smile on his face as he turned toward his shinigami companion. The felled hollow dissipated behind him, and he casually rested his huge sword on his shoulder. The fading, sinking sun framed his lion-like mane like a halo.
The corners of Rukia's mouth lifted slightly, as if Ichigo's grin were somehow contagious. It turned into a smirk, as she noted, with only a tinge of guilt forming in her gut, "Don't get too comfortable, I'm not gonna be weak forever."
"You're not weak," he corrected offhandedly, carefully sheathing his sword.
Taken aback, Rukia elaborated, "I'm powerless..."
"That's not the same thing."
Although Ichigo refused to look at her, suddenly very preoccupied with his sword, Rukia's eyes softened in his direction. Cocking her head to the side, she pondered whether or not she'd ever get used to this boy's shif
Bleach IchiRuki: CoffeeBleach- IchiRuki FanfictionBleach IchiRuki: Coffee5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I hate coffee.
I hate the way it looks. It reminds me of what happens when you jump in a puddle and the clear, fresh water mixes with dirt until it turns the color of burnt umber. Disgusting. I even hate the way it tastes. It sears the flesh inside of my mouth and slithers down my throat like a poison leaving a trail of bitterness behind. It doesn't refresh me like tea does, coffee makes me cringe and shudder.
Every time I've ever had a cup of coffee, I swore that I was going to get an ulcer. Yet, despite my pure and utter disgust for coffee, I'm still heading to the Yume Kohi Shoten, Karakura's local shop for all drinks bitter and murky. Of all things, why did I tell Rukia we'd grab a cup of coffee?
Because Rukia loves coffee.
Hmph, Rukia. Why does her name constantly linger on the tip of my tongue? Why does my pulse accelerate each step closer I get to our designated meeting spot?
I know why...
My heels spin around the
Without YouWithout You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun sank low, I walked through the barracks of squad 13 with my head held high. I was one of the many honorable soul reapers to go through and help during the Winter War. I had every reason to be proud. I had defeated many strong enemies which included an Espada and help rescued my friend Orihime Inoue. I had even heard the rumors going around in my squad about Captain Ukitake wanting to promote me to lieutenant level.
It had been two months since I had said my good-byes in the World of the Living and returned back to the Soul Society. It was hard to get used to the way how things were before everything, but I was almost sure I was back to my normal activities.
I just returned from making my daily rounds and I was pleasantly surprised how many squad members still stopped me to congratulate me on my performance in Hueco Mundo. As I reached my own room, a feeling of loneliness crept into the confinement of my chest. My old room seemed more foreign then I ha
ReachReachReach3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He reached for her
His fingers curled and uncurled
Skidding across the soft sheets of the bed
But sheets, soft as they may be, were not what he was looking for
The muscles flexed in his hand and the veins underneath his skin bubbled and stretched along with him, making it all too visable to the naked eye
His neck had a dull throb from his unusual sleeping position
But then again it usually did, he was starting to think it was his mattress...
His spine popped and cracked and curled as he twitched and re-awakened his muscles
His bones growled out of their stillness as he forced them, too, to come alive again
And still he reached
As the fact that he was awake became all too clear his eyes fluttered open and he found himself staring towards his closet
His dream was nothing more than just that
An impossible reality
Because, as he noticed his fingers reaching out to her
He noticed that she wasn't there
And she wouldn't be
And she hadn't been for seventeen months
Without You TooWithout You Too3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun shone brightly in my face as I sauntered home with Keigo and Mizuro on either side of me talking about vacations, dislike of school, girls and more things I wasn't catching. "Ichigo? Ichigo!" "Hm?" I replied to Keigo rolling my head to look at him. His face was unusually worried. "Hey are you okay? You've been quite the whole walk home." "Not to mention all of class." Mizuro added curiously. " I'm fine just tired." I replied with an unmoving expression. My friends just glanced at each other unconvinced.
It was over. It was all over. Everything that I had planned anticipated and trained for about a year. And like that it was finished. Aizen was in prisoned and Orihime was safely back home. It felt like a crash after a sugar rush. It left me feeling like I was missing everything and all the excitement of life abruptly stopped.
A couple months had passed since I had officially lost my shinigami powers. I'd turned 16 at long last and was soon
Be Mine My Lovely - part 1 of 2Thick, ooie-gooie, extremely sticky, overly sweet and all around delicious chocolate stuck terribly to Rukia's hands. Usually her way of resolving such an issue is washing away the sweet candy, but today this overly sticky chocolate wasn't a bother to her. No, if anything she was happy to have it so incredibly gooie. Grabbing another handful from the mixing bowl, Rukia slapped it on top of her creation and continued to work with it. After another hour of pinching and twisting, she had it. Setting the candy down, she stood back and smiled proudly at what she had made. Not thinking, she wiped off her face, and then realized that she had just chocolate coated herself. With a huff, Rukia picked up her item, set it inside the fridge, and then left to wash up. Sitting beautifully inside the fridge was a chocolate Chappy. The chocolate rabbit stood at a great twelve inches tall, and weighted at least a pound. Unlike most chocolate bunnies, which were hollow and just a mere shell, this one wasBe Mine My Lovely - part 1 of 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
An Unwanted TripIchigo was up to something. He just HAD to be! There was no way he'd show up, out of the blue, just to tell Rukia 'hi'. No...there was something more to this. Much much more. Rukia watched the teen with suspicion as he browsed her office, trying to make it look like he was interested.An Unwanted Trip2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"So...what's the REAL reason you're here?" asked Rukia, her arms folded and leaning against her desk.
Ichigo faced her with an attempt to look annoyed, but it failed miserably. "What? Can't I just drop by and talk to you? We still have a lot of catching up to do, you know, because you were gone for seventeen months."
"Right. So why do I get the feeling you're using me for something?"
"Me? Use you? No way! Why, why would I do that? Huh? Hmm?"
'And I've got him.' "Ichigo?"
"You're using your lying voice."
The orange haired Shinigami immediately made that nervous face whenever he was trying to come up with a good fib. "I don't have a lying voice! What...what makes you think that I ha
Christmas clouds"Did you know that when there's a full moon on Christmas Eve and when the show is gently falling, if you make a wish it'll come true?"Christmas clouds2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I've never heard of that before. I think you're lying," and she gave him a kick in the ankle, causing her friend to jump from shock.
"Ow! Rukia, that's not how you're going to get your Christmas present!"
Her eyes sparkled mischievously. "Oh, Ichigo, I would get it out of you one way or another," she winked and his cheeks heated a rosy color. Rukia jumped on a wooden bench and looked at the sky, cloud-covered and no moon in sight. The park they were walking through was alive with families and their children enjoying the cold weather. Many were ice skating on the rink down a ways from where they were walking, others wandering around making angels or snowmen for company.
Ichigo grumbled. "I may not have gotten you anything." He walked by her, receiving a hard ball of snow against his back. He turned slightly, the girl juggling another weapo
We Stole Our New Lives (IchiRuki Week, Day Two)We stole our new livesWe Stole Our New Lives (IchiRuki Week, Day Two)2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
through blood and pain
-30 Seconds to Mars, "Kings and Queens"
In stark contrast to her sword-fighting style, Rukia's hand-to-hand lacked finesse; there was no hint of the smoothed edges of refinement and poise she moved with when delivering blows with her zanpakuto. It was jagged, quick, striking out like a serpent. Though Ichigo was clearly the more skilled of the two, having been formally trained in karate since he was young, she was too fast, too unyielding in her attacks. Each unrelenting hit was a lightning bolt to his skin, as she arced a jab here, a swift kick there.
The only moments she wasn't in full survival mode, hardened and destructive, were her airborne ones. She flew with the grace he expected of her, that he was used to. Still, recognizing her flying kicks only went so far. Already, Rukia had broken his nose, promising meekly she would heal it later with kidou before launching another attack.
Parry, block, sidestep. It was barely ev
My Wife's Bedtime StoriesReport Card Day.My Wife's Bedtime Stories2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
A day Kurosaki Ichigo dreaded when he was a kid, when his psychotic version of a father would turn up in full force at his school to terrorize his schoolteacher and address his decent academic grades. It was an annoying day for Ichigo, especially when the skeptical teacher would question his father if his orange hair really was genuine, and had not been the product of a hooligan stunt. It was also a day when the young Ichigo would wish that he could grow up and be the boss instead.
And finally he was when he soon became a father.
It was a far cry from what he had expected. He didn't sit like a boss, he definitely didn't feel like one, and it was even more nerve-wracking than the time when he was the one with the report card. Because this was his son they were talking about, for Heaven's sake! Of course Ichigo had to know if that young man was doing okay in school, if he was bullied, if he enjoyed the classes. To hell with grades, Ichigo never found
Bleach: A New Life chapter 2Bleach: A New lifeBleach: A New Life chapter 26 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 2: Telling friends and Ichigos shock
Rukia woke up from beneath her covers two hours after she had fainted. She still felt lousy and just wanted to go back to sleep. Then Unohanas words came back into her head. Rukia turned beat red and screamed.
Unohana had stayed in the mansion waiting for Rukia to wake up from the shock. She heard the scream and knew Rukia was awake. But before she rushed to her, she heard the slide door in front of her open. In the archway stood Isane, Ukitake, Shunsui, Kiyone, Renji, Sentarō and Nanao.
You summoned us, Retsu-san? inquired Ukitake to his fellow captain.
Well you and Renji yes but umm Why are the rest of you here?
I heard Isane-chan telling Jūshirō to come here because something big had happened to Rukia-chan. So I decided to find out what. Nano-chan apparently followed me for some reason. chimed Shunsui while playing dumb.
I was already on my
Dear Diary - IchiRuki-Dear Diary,Dear Diary - IchiRuki-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I know I haven't been writing in a while. There simply wasn't anything special to share. But this week I'm getting married and it's definitely something worth writing.
There are so many feelings fighting inside of me, that sometimes I wonder if it's even possible for one person to feel it all.
But what can I do.
The wedding is exactly seven days from today. I wondered why I was procrastinating with writing about it, but now I realize that some part of me still hoped that there is something I could do.
But there isn't.
And it's not that I hate the idea of marrying Renji.
We've known each other for so long and I know he's a good man. I know he'll take care of me and would never hurt me intentionally.
Back then, at school, we parted ways, because he believed that was better for me, but for all this time he was thinking about me. That is the best proof that he only wants the best for me.
It's not like I don't wish him well, I also want him to be happy, but I can't forc
And Then I Got Her Drunk..."What's with the invitation for an overnight stay?" The black-haired, petite Shinigami asked suspiciously, her arms on her hip in classic authoritative fashion.And Then I Got Her Drunk...3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"It's not like I'm going to ambush you and take away all your belongings," the orange-haired boy replied. "Did you have any trouble getting away?"
"No, Ukitake-Taichou was happy enough to give me the day off. I won't lie though, it feels great to be back here in this small town!"
"Shut up. And it's not small."
Ichigo had sent an invitation message through his Soul Phone a week ago. It was a message to Rukia, telling her to take the day off on the fourteenth of January for an overnight stay at the Kurosaki residence. And today, the Shinigami had arrived in Karakura town where she entered her designated Gigai at the Urahara store before being promptly picked up by Ichigo.
"Hey midget, take leave from your duties and stay at our house on January fourteenth. Dad's request," Rukia spoke in a singsong
Love me, Protect me: part two“More!” Chihiro called out as she held her bowl up.Love me, Protect me: part two2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rukia only nodded in reply, and took the bowl from the girl. She carried it back to the pot of curry on the counter, and scraped the last bits of it into the bowl. Once the bowl was returned to Chihiro, she inhaled it within minutes. Ichigo stared longingly at the empty bowl, and felt his stomach growl. That curry was going to be his lunch! Not Chihiro’s ten lunches! Ever since they offered her food, she hasn’t stopped eating. She ate every cookie, rice ball and chip that was in the kitchen, and even managed to get Karin to give up her hidden stash of snacks. Now with the house drained of food, Chihiro returned to her quiet, non demanding self. She sat at the table, swinging her short legs back and forth, while Yuzu did her best to find a drink that the girl understood how to open.
Ichigo popped open the juice box from before, and kept it out of Chihiro’s line of site. “Where do you think she
Lead Me - ICHIxRUKIIt was early on in the morning, when they were heading towards school.Lead Me - ICHIxRUKI6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
...Whats that little kid doing over there?
I mean... hes beside this older girl, and theyre... A pause. ...uh...
Oh! Rukias eyes, which had been confused before, now lit up with recognition before becoming a bit dull. Why?
Whaddya mean why, dont people hold hands in Soul Soc
No. She blinked at him. So, why do people do it? It seems like this holding hand thing is popular or something... some kids at school, and in the mall...
Ichigo paused, thoughtful for a moment. Well... he muttered, then finally continued, When people hold hands with little kids, its so they wont get lost or when theyre crossing the street or something. And girls do that too, sometimes,
I Wanted To Look Perfect For You"Hey, um, Nii-sama...can I borrow some money?"I Wanted To Look Perfect For You3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Byakuya glanced up at sister from his paperwork with a look of suspicion. She never asked for money. She usually took it without a second thought. Then again, she usually only took it if she decided she wanted to go shopping in a servant's stead. Rukia was never the type of person to go spend money willy nilly on things she wanted or gifts for someone. So having her standing before him, twirling her short raven hair nervously, made him just a little curious to what was going on.
"What for?" he questioned smoothly.
Rukia swallowed and shrunk a little. Although she knew how sweet her brother actually was, it didn't make him any less intimidating. "Well, you see...Yuzu wants me to help her throw a Valentine's Day party "
"Uhhh...Ichigo's sister. Remember?"
"Ah. Yes. The blonde one?"
"Huh. A party, hmm?"
"Yes! And I want to help her as much as I can."
"And you need to borrow money? Money you have free reign to?"
Midnight Confession IchiRukiMidnight ConfessionsMidnight Confession IchiRuki3 years ago in Romance More Like This
An IchiRuki fanfiction.
This shouldn't have happened but it did anyway. I, Rukia Kuchiki fell in love with Ichigo Kurosaki. I never really knew what love truly was I thought I was in love with Kaien but the way I feel for Ichigo is so completely different it's almost overwhelming. Since I was stationed in Karakura so many things have happened. At first I was just here learning thing then when I was taken back for my execution Ichigo came for me. Someone he hardly knew he risked his life for he could have looked away but he didn't. I just couldn't believe that he would be willing to risk everything for me. After I returned to Karakura something changed it was like I had found a home that wasn't with Byakuya. Seeing how many people cared about me made me so happy and that was all because of Ichigo. Ichigo had shared so many things with me like how he feels about his mother and how precious his family is to him. Before I knew it I had became very close with him. The m
Bleach: Manga ClashBleach: Manga Clash3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Whatcha doing?" Rukia asked leaning over the back of the couch to get a better look at the object in Ichigo's hands. Startled by her sudden appearance, Ichigo jumped and dropped the manga he had been reading.
"Warn me before you do that," he breathed, his hands frozen in place in front of him. Rukia giggled, jumped over the back of the couch with little effort, and positioned herself next to Ichigo.
"Sure, but you didn't answer my question." Ichigo glared at the smirking girl then reached down to pick up the manga. He fixed the bent pages and then closed it.
"I was reading until you rudely interrupted me."
"Well sorry. Can I see it?"
"No." Ichigo said getting irritated.
"Aw please?" Rukia pleaded putting her arms against her chest so they looked like an I. When that didn't work she put on her best puppy dog face and asked again.
"NO!" Ichigo yelled. He attempted to get off the couch but Rukia pulled him back down.
"The hell? Rukia what are you doing?!" Rukia jumped on top
It Will Never BreakTakes place directly after the fullbringer arcIt Will Never Break2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
DISCLAIMER: None of these characters would normally talk about what they do in this fic. Unless, of course, they happen to be a little drunk. Which they totally are.
"I do not get it." Ikkaku said with a belch. "I mean, that Rukia has been chomping at the bit for a YEAR while we were getting that sword ready."
Yumichika and Iba waited while Ikkaku took another swig of sake. The three of them were drinking together under the full moon, relaxing on a hillside just outside Seireitei.
"And THEN," the 11th squad third seat continued, "Then we finally get there, bang pow boom, Ichigo mans up and stops crying, we fight the good fight and...pfffft." He sloshed the sake bottle around in disgust before passing it off to Iba.
"Well, it was the middle of a battle. What did you expect to happen?" Yumichika asked. Ikkaku waved an irritated hand at him.
"I fought Ichigo during the ryoka invasion. He was like a man possessed, that fi
Moonlight loveRukia Kurosaki couldn't sleep that night in the middle of November; it was a cold night while she watched to snow falling out the window from her bed. It was a full moon and the moonlight was coming in. Rukia looked to her side to see her husband sleeping with a smile on her face he always had. Rukia turned to him and stroked his hair. She wanted to lean close to him; maybe it will help her sleep. She closes her eyes for a few seconds, until a few soft kicks came from her stomach. Rukia smiled and placed her hand on her tummy and stroked it. Rukia's nine months pregnant with a baby girl, and she is due in a matter of days. That was one of the reasons she could sleep she's so excited about the baby she can't sleep sometimes, so she does the same thing she always does on those nights. Rukia slid out of bed and went over to the rocking chair she and Ichigo had bought for the baby. She sat down and put her feet up, and started slowly rocking on the chair. She rubbed her tummy gently underMoonlight love3 years ago in Romance More Like This
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Rukia opened her shoe cupboard and sighed. Instead of finding her shoes how she preferred them—clean and how she left them that morning—or even how they’ve been for the last few weeks—dirty, tattered, and utterly violated—there was a note. She looked around for the usual smug looking suspects. None were around but that didn’t so much matter, Rukia was getting quite tired of this juvenile run-around.
She snatched the note out of the cupboard with more force the generally necessary to prove a point to no one in particular; Your shoes are where you belong, the dumpster.
Another irritated sigh escaped her. It took all that Rukia had in her not to retaliate and these girls were tap dancing on her very last nerve. Retaliating, like she desperately wanted to, would bring her down to their level and Rukia was so above them that at first this meaningless harassment meant nothing to her. She did however refuse to tell Ichigo for two reasons; it
ShiverShiverShiver2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ichigo panted heavily
His eyes screwed shut in extreme pain as he slowly rolled to his side
His hands clutched the wound in his side and he let out a ragged breath
He had heard from other cops how much it hurt to be shot....
But he never imagined it'd be like this...
It was like time slowed down to a non-existant pace
It was as if every single second in the real world's time was an entire day to him
The true meaning of excrutiating...
He shivered against the newly fallen snow on the ground and narrowed his eyes
Help would arrive soon...
No such thing as "soon" in these mountains...
Sometimes, he hated his decisions
Now for instance
He hated alot of them
He hated that he had become a cop instead of a doctor
He hated not wearing a jacket despite his sister's warning
He hated that he had so foolishly volunteered to investigate reports of a kidnapping all the way up in the mountains that morning
He hated that he told his partner he didn't need any help