Note: Okay, this will be my first Bleach fic... but actually, this story or rather stories are intented for doujinshi. I plan on making these a doujin... but before I put any of it into pictures, I would like first some reviews whether or not these things are worth being put into paper, you know with drawings and stuff. I hope you give comments about it.. I really need it. around 50 reviews will suffice (or more) so I can decide if I will push through with the doujin.

In these doujins, I may say something or hint something about the end of arrancar arc or whatever... but those are just future predictions of mine. I haven't seen the latest episodes of BLEACH arrancar arc... I was not yet ready on what kind of outcome will happen... especially that Orihime is somewhat a main there.

Oh, but don't get me wrong... I like orihime. It's just that I like the Rukia Ichigo pairing much better,

Here goes.

oh and uhm...

Thank you.

soon-to-be (I hope) doujin number 1:

Title: Message

Type: One-shot, mild drama, angst and swearing.

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It all started with Rukia's cellphone.

She looked at it serenely and pushed button by button of the little contraption. It wasn't that amazing, it was just a small gadget used when she's being informed of a hollow or some other enemy with huge reiatsus.

It was definitely nothing compared to the cellphones Ichigo and his friends use. They had all sorts of things there. Some that took images of them, others with music coming out of it, and then they communicate with it freely. It was not only for emergencies and stuff. It was fun.

She wanted to trade her recent one for a new and cool one but she shook her head.

She then opened her messages, all contained orders about hollows. But there was one message that stood up from it all.

It was different, she agreed, and everytime she looked ar it, it sends a shiver down her spine. A beautiful kind of shiver.

She read it again to her hearts content. and then she sobbed.

'It wasn't supposed to be this way.' She held herself. 'It's not right. How weak of me.' She finally bent down and held herself even more.

It's not a big thing, Rukia thought. BUt she can't believe that even she fell in its trap. She sobbed again, muffling the sound with her hand so the boy outside won't hear her.

She can't exactly say when it started, she didn't give any thought about it, but as time passed by, it became evident to her, and when she tried to ignore it, it became persistent... up until she got this message that now occupied not only her cellphone but also her heart.

When was it that she got it anyway?

She didn't really remember... not like it would register in her mind anyway.

Flashback

It was raining outside, that she remember. Ichigo and her were stuck inside the house because of it. She lazily placed her head on top of the manga as she stretched her body a bit on the floor face down.

Ichigo sat down on his bed, silent but fiddling with his phone. It's the first time actually that she saw him handle the thing longer than a minute. He's not really that techie anyway.

She sighed and sat up. "Oi, Ichigo... don't you have like... anything to do around here?"

Ichigo looked at her with the same disgrunted face he always wore. "For the last time, no. if you want, you can go soak your head in the rain... at least you'll have something to do."

Rukia glared back at him. "I was asking a serious question." "And I was answering a serious one. Now shut it." He growled back a little.

Rukia scoffed and took another manga from the floor. She read this already. She's so bored, she hated it. "Gah!" She yelled furiously and slapped the manga on Ichigo's face.

"What the hell's the matter with you?" Ichigo looked back at her flustered and in pain. "Can't you midget sit still for.. I don't know, a millisecond?" The young man growled yet again, remembering to keep his voice down. His father would be all giddy and happy once he finds Rukia and Ichigo in the same room and Rukia not inside Yuzu and Karin's room.

Ichigo sat down again, and scratched the back of his head. Rukia can be a pest sometimes he thought. But, he can't help it, she made him feel so alive... be it him being angry because of her antics or just being there.

He smiled when his so called 'midget' was not looking.

Rukia sat herself down defeated and didn't want to argue anymore, but of course she won't let ichigo know that, he might have a party just because she admitted defeat.

She then took out her cellphone, just so she would do something. Anything that will make her move and not stare blankly at whatever.

She shoved it back again. There was nothing amusing about her contraption anyway. She sighed when Ichigo suddenly spoke.

"What have you got there inside that cell of yours?" He inquired with his usual scowl.

"Nothing. Orders, orders... and.. oh.. orders." Rukia said sarcastically. She waved the thing around as she said so. Ichigo then took the opportunity to grab it from her hand. "hey!"

"What the... there's nothing here but orders. What kind of cellphone is this?" His orange brows furrowed some more.

"That's what I said didn't I moron?" She gladly took it back from his hand. Great, something he could pick on from her.

"What's your number?" Ichigo asked. If Rukia wasn't that close to him, he sounded like he was hitting on her. But the raven haired young woman looked at him with inquisitive and wondering purple orbs. "I beg your pardon?"

"Your number. I'll send you some things to occupy your cellphone other than orders." He leaned back in his pillow and started pressing some buttons again.

"I.. I don't think I have any of those. Our phones are not really taken from some 'shop' like from this world... and they are personalized... So we don't have what you say a number." Rukia crossed her arms, as if telling him something he doesn't understand, but it was the same with Rukia though. She didn't know how to exactly explain the concept of a 'soul society personalized phone.'

But the strawberry begged to differ. "Oh I get it." He finally grinned and closed his eyes.

"What the hell are you doing?" Rukia glared at him, but he did not respond.

After a few minutes, and he was still not opening his eyes, she gave up.

"Okay, that's it... I'm going to sleep. See if I care. Or rather... I don't think you would care anyway." She stormed off Ichigo's room and headed to Yuzu and Karin's room.

Ichigo opened one eye to look at her retreating figure. He scoffed and soon smiled.

Rukia lay herself on the bed inside Yuzu and Karin's room. She gently took out her cellphone. "Useless piece of..." She murmured and was about to shove it back down her pocket when it suddenly beeped.

She opened her eyes drastically. "A hollow?" She mentally yelled.

But then she looked at it again. It was of a different communication pattern. Not like those that gave her orders... and the message, It was different.

Different, as in it being not an order.

She read it carefully, her eyes moving at a rather slow motion as she read word per word of such a short message.

"Idiot. Of course I care. I promised I would protect you forever right?

- Ichigo

P.S.

It wasn't that hard, I figured since it was personalized, it must have something to do with your reiatsu... Finding your midget sized reiatsu is my specialty after all."

She froze. Words that didn't come out of Ichigo's mouth were now etched in this little gadget.

And... Finding my reiatsu? His specialty? He did say he would protect... but she didn't exactly remember him saying 'forever'.

She flushed, and almost squeeled in frustration as she hid herself under the blankets. "Ichigo you idiot." She finally murmured.

In the corner, Karin was still awake. A little smile forming in her lips. "Yeah, that brother of mine, is such an idiot, rukia-chan." She thought.

End of flashback.

And now, she was crying because of it. It didn't took a rocket scientist to figure it all out.

She was in love. She liked it, and then hated it. Such contradiction.

She loved it, for reasons she cannot put into words. Hated it for it is something impossible and also a sign of weakness.

She then smiled amidst the pool of tears breaking free from her eyes.

"But then again, Ichigo lived for the impossible."

She shook her head violently. "No, no, it is to not happen. It can't happen! Besides, he doesn't have to know because he doean't feel the same. Telling him would only be a burden in his heart. I can't put him into trouble again." Rukia sighed.

She is to leave tomorrow for soul society, and hopefully, not come back anymore. Seeing Ichigo like this gives her regrets... and she doesn't like regrets.

"This closet. I have indeed a lot of beautiful memories here." She looked at the tiny space around her.

Besides... there's inoue, she liked him a lot.

She sighed again and tried to wipe the tears from her eyes. "Right, I must get ready... I'll ask Ichigo if I can stay tonight in this closet and then leave tomorrow. Without him knowing of course.

" She reached in for her backpack, her eyes nervously hovered over it after realizing something is missing. "Where's that farewell note?"

She scattered the contents of the bag, and looked for the letter she wrote last night violently.

"Shit, shit, shit where is it?" She shouted inside furiously when---

The door of the closet suddenly burst open to reveal a very angry Ichigo.

"I-Ichigo.." She looked up at him with wide eyes.

"What the hell is the meaning of this?!"

He yelled at her and grabbed the collar of her pyjamas with his left hand.

"What?" She looked back at him, her brows furrowed at the sudden violent tug from Ichigo. Then her eyes wandered to his right hand.

Her eyes grew big. "My letter!" She suddenly gasped.

Ichigo looked at the letter also and then back at her. "That's right. Were you planinng to ditch out on me again? And this time... this time..." He let go of her pyjamas and ripped the paper apart. "...You're really telling me you're not coming back?"

"I don't belong here!" She barely screamed.

Ichigo looked back at her and pulled her out of the closet. She landed quite painfully on the floor. She was about to retaliate when Ichigo pushed her down with his hands on both her wrists.

"Stop being so selfish!" He yelled yet again.

"What?" Rukia tried to fight back. "What the hell are you saying?"

Ichigo gripped her wrists harder and was about to speak when... "You're hurting me idiot let go!" She screamed at his face, He screamed back. "Shut up when someone is trying to talk and tell you something you dolt!"

Rukia shut her mouth tight.

"To leave again without telling me is unforgivable. If I didn't know any better, I would go back there and claim you again don't you realize that?" He tried to avert his gaze from her.

Both didn't realize the awkwardness of their position, but neither cared for they were so engrosed in each other's words, or in this case, Ichigo's.

"And you, you kept on writing those stupid letters with your sucky drawings!" He looked at her.

"what? Why you stupid..." Rukia punched him on the face. He winced in pain but didn't move. "I don't want you to leave... at least not forever." He finally spoke in a serious tone.

Rukia looked at him and they were both looking at each others orbs. "But." Words barely escape her lips.

"Don't 'but' me moron! I-I love you!" He looked away at the sudden confession, embarassed. Rukia's eyes went wide. She's dreaming. She definitely was. She had to wake up from this.

"WHACK!"

"Gah! What the hell was that for?" Ichigo now finally moved away from her. "I thought I was dreaming... I had to find out." She looked at him dumbly.

"You do that to yourself dammit!" He yelled and looked away, caressing his now swolen cheek. "Freak." He whispered.

Rukia approached him. "Ichigo... I'm sorry." She looked down, tears now falling from her lavender eyes. "I.. I didn't know what to do. because I... I love you too."

She looked up, tears pooling from her eyes again.

"Rukia..." Ichigo looked back at her and held her cheek. He smiled. "Don't cry idiot."

He gently leaned forward and after a few moments, their lips met.

And now, Rukia didn't have anything to regret, nothing at all.

"Don't go doing things on your own. I said I would protect you right?

Don't doubt things again. Trust me on this, I'm Ichigo right? I live for the impossible."

"I know. Maybe that's why I have unbelievable and endless faith in you."

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There. Please tell me what you think. Should I make this into a doujin or what? Or should I just leave it alone and kill myself? Then after having so much regrets, I would soon become a hollow... and then... okay, okay. got carried away. I will soon be placing the other story plots after this. I just haven't finished typing it. But please do review this. And tell me, doujin or not? Kill myself or what? Thank you.

Oh and please don't review as an anonymous especially when you are voting for this to be put into a doujin... because when I do make this one, I will mailing you so you can see the outcome.