This is my first Bleach story I've ever written…so…hope you like it. It's an IchigoxRukia. I will try to update as much as I can (I'm writing this in school. Computer is broken at home). Next year I'm not going to have any study halls so…I'll try to finish this story THIS year. =^-^=

Disclaimers: Obviously I don't own Bleach!!!

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A hollow screams through the pitch-black night as it walks closer to its target. With every step it takes, the earth starts to quake. Invisible to most people and seen by the dead or beings with spirit energy, other wise known as Soul Reapers. It walks closer and closer, then it screams again ready for the attack. Then, as the hollow was attacking, its arm gets slashed off. The hollow screams again but only this time in pain. It disappears for a brief moment.

"Crap, it got away." A boy said with a sword as long as his body and bright, orange, spiked hair.

"Ichigo, can't you learn to go directly for the head and get it over with." A short, black haired, dark eyed, girl said.

The hollow reappeared with a replacement arm.

"Damn it."

One swing of the long sword and the hollow was cut in half. It disappeared and to never come back again.

"See, simple." The girl said.

"Sometimes you're so aggravating, Rukia!" Ichigo replied.

"Sometimes you're too reckless!" Rukia complained back.

They both glared at each other for a few moments. Then Ichigo broke the glare by looking off to the side. "Lets go home." Ichigo requested and started to walk off.

"Ichigo!" Rukia yelled getting his attention. "Aren't you forgetting something?" Ichigo turned around as he remembered the little boy with short brown hair, a white short sleeved shirt, dark blue jean pants, and most importantly the chain that hung from his chest.

"Right…" Ichigo responded, then walked over to the dead child. "It's time for you to go." He said bluntly as he rose the hilt of zangetsu and tapped it gently among the young boy's forehead. The dead child disappeared within a bright light. "There…now can we go?"

Without an answer, Ichigo walked off. As they walked silently through the abandoned streets, Rukia started to giggle. Ichigo looked at her confused, but kept on walking.

Once they reached Kurosaki residence, Ichigo and Rukia jumped up to the second floor and into Ichigo's room. Ichigo went back into his normal body and Rukia went back into her gigia form.

"I'm tired." Ichigo stated as he stretched out stiff arms. He waited for a moment to hear a response, but all he heard was giggling coming from his closet. "Urg…'night." Ichigo groaned and then laid on his bed. More giggling.

"Oh…'night, Ichigo" Rukia finally responded.

Ichigo wondered why Rukia was giggling so much. She just didn't start randomly when they were walking home, but all day long. It wasn't like her to laugh this much, but she did and it was bugging him. What was making her giggle so much? Ichigo sighed after a few moments and then slowly fell asleep.