Will I See You Again? (IchiRuki Fanfiction: BOOK 1)

Chapter 2: Win Your Heart

•Ichigo Kurosaki•

"Rukia..."

The black haired shinigami stared at Ichigo with large purple eyes and a small smile. The place they were in seemed to be some type of desert; the sand was so fine that it seemed to be ash and the sky had a turquoise hue too it. Usually the color green would bring peace to Ichigo but right now, it terrified him for some unknown reason. The wind howled quietly and moved the sand through the air, causing a pall of dust to arise. All Ichigo could see were her two glowing eyes.

"Baka... Is that all you can say?" Rukia replied.

She laughed.

So did he.

"I missed you, Rukia," he sighed.

He knew that she had also longed for him. But he sounded so weak, so quiet, so useless. He wanted-no-needed someone close to him. Rukia-seeing his expression-chuckled softly like she always did and slowly approached him and gazed into Ichigo's caramel eyes.

"You look so sad, Ichigo..." she smiled.

Ichigo then grabbed Rukia's small petite body and embraced it, forcefully, as if she would disappear into thin air and become one with the cloud of dust around them

"Rukia..."

She smiled.

So did he.

"Ichigo..."

And they stayed in that position for what seemed like hours; the dust floated beneath their feet and the emerald sky seemed more welcoming to him now.

Ichigo...

Ichigo.

Ichigo.

Ichigo!

ICHIGO!

ICHIGO!!!

A foot then smashed into Ichigo's face as he abruptly awoke from his sleep.

"Ow- "

"You were doing it again," the owner of the foot said teasingly, "Repeating Kuchiki's name."

Ichigo looked up, his vision still blurry from being squashed in the eyes. A slim tall woman was standing above him on the left side of the bed with yellow eyes and dark skin. Her violet hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she was wearing black leggings and an orange pull over with a black undershirt. She had her arms folded over her chest as she smiled down at the groggy and grumpy strawberry. Ichigo groaned.

"Good morning, Yoruichi-san."

Ichigo slowly arose from the bed, rubbing his eyes. The former captain of the Corp Ops stared at Ichigo with a large grin on her face.

"Glad to see that your finally awake, Ichigo. Today's the day... you'll get to see your beautiful glowing moon."

Yoruichi made her voice a pitch higher and wrapped her fingers together and brought it towards her chest, mocking Ichigo while doing this.

"Shut up!" Ichigo yelled in a sheepish manner while rubbing his face in pain and embarassment. "I don't like her!"

"I never implied that you did," Yoruichi replied, playfully.

"Shut up! You little b-"

"My, my, my... Aren't we lively this morning."

Ichigo turned his head around, spotting the blonde headed shop keeper, chuckling in the back. He had a fan over half of his face, as usual, and was wearing his green stripped hat with wooden clogs for shoes.