Ice and Bleach

Ice and Dark: Bleach Style

With commentary

As the story of Ice and Dark goes, there lived three close friends—Inoue Orihime, Kurosaki Ichigo and Kon (Kon: make it Almighty Kon Me: Oh, shut up.) They grew up to be really close friends, but Orihime has a remarkably closer bond to Ichigo. (Kon: No, it should be me! Me: but… Kon: Do it, or I’ll peak! Me: On heaven’s sake, don’t do that! Kon: then change it.)

Ahem…but Orihime has a remarkably closer bond to Kon. (Kon: very well…). They could always be seen together, Inoue hugging Kon to her heavenly valleys.

One day, Ichigo saw this scene. He watched with anger filling his heart.

Orihime: *hugging Kon* Kon- Sama, I wish that we would never be apart…

Kon: We wouldn’t…for I love you and I would do everything just to be with your boobies…err…with you.

Orihime: Kon-Sama…

Kon: Orihime- chan….

Ichigo was very furious.

Ichigo: That bastard Kon takes that forbidden paradise—err…Inoue away from me! He. Will. PAY!!!

The two heard his shout.

Orihime: Uh…Kon-sama… what is that?

Kon: Oh, it’s nothing but a jealous piece of strawberry crap.

Orihime: But… It sounded like…Kurosaki- Kun…

Kon: Forget about it. Believe me, it’s nothing.

What Kon said intensified Ichigo’s fury.

Ichigo: Kon…you son of a stuffed animal…You’ll see…

And so, a war sparked, and Kon, being the son of the king, was assigned to lead the troops. Orihime didn’t want him to leave, but duty is duty, and that must be done.

Orihime: Kon-sama…please don’t leave me alone!

Kon: Everything will be alright, and I promise to be back to your caring boobs—err…arms.

Kon talked to Ichigo and entrusted him with the care of Orihime.

Kon: Promise me, my friend…that you’ll take care of Orihime- chan. I love her so, and I entrust you with her care.

Ichigo: No prob, Kon. *Whispers* be sure not to come back!

Kon: So long…Ichigo!

Ichigo prayed to the second hand of time, the symbol of the village, as soon as Kon left for battle.

Ichigo: Second hand of time, I pray to you. I know that my wish is evil, but please grant it! I love Inoue so much, and I wish that Kon would not come back from battle…Make him die, or forget about Inoue or…whatever reason just to stop his return!

His wish came true. Kon didn’t return from the battle neither because of death nor amnesia, but because of another woman…with bigger boobs.

Rangiku: *hugging Kon* is it true that you have a girlfriend?

Kon: Oh, yes, nee-san. But we are over now. You have bigger valleys than her anyway.

Rangiku: *giggles* Kon!

Because her lover didn’t return, Orihime was immersed in stress. But Ichigo couldn’t do anything about it. Days passed and she ate more and more of her unusual creations, thus increasing her weight until she can no longer walk.

Ichigo was so disappointed and looked for another partner in the identity of Rukia.

Rukia: Hey, Ichigo. What did you do with Orihime?

Ichigo: Let her be. I don’t care about her anymore. She’s so fat like a damned elephant.

Rukia: That’s mean!

Ichigo: Shut up! I wanted her because of her boobs!

Orihime: How could you do this to me, Kurosaki- Kun? Why did you wish for Kon- Sama’s disappearance? You heartless monster! That’s why I never loved you!

Rukia: I’m leaving you now!

Ichigo: Hey, hey, wait! Don’t leave me!!! Rukia!!! Inoue!!!

These made Ichigo realize his mistakes, and so he wrote a book about their story—his confessions—which he entitled “Ice and Bleach”. Years later, misfortune struck him, and when it was no longer bearable, he committed suicide leaving the book behind…

---The End---

Ichigo: Such a crappy story.

Me: Ichigo…here’s a cookie for you.

Ichigo: You can’t bribe me. Hey, is that chocolate? Give me, give me!

Me: Change your statement.

Ichigo: Mays-sama’s story rocks! My cookie.

Me: here. *hands cookie*

Rukia: What a nice story, Mays-san!

Me: Really? Here’s something for ya.

Rukia: Wow! Chappy!

Me: Uh…no…It’s Lola Bunny.

Rukia: So pwetty!

Me: oh, right.

Kon: write more stories about my greatness.

Me: Shut up.

Orihime: Nice one, Mays-san.

Me: that’s nothing. *slips sweet bean under the table*

Ishida: From my point of view, it’s just a piece of shit worth for burning. Totally low-class.

Szayel: I have analyzed the data about this story and it’s really not worth talking about. How pitiful.

Ulquiorra: Trash.

Me: shut up, you aren’t included in the story.

Yammy: Nice horror story. I liked it.

Me: It’s comedy.

Yammy: Really? Oh…*reads story again* no, I think it’s some sort of action…

Me: Whatever you think.

Renji: Hey, why didn’t you include me?! What can you say, Kuchiki-taichou?

Byakuya: Nothing is special with this junk—

Me: *shows a porn magazine*

Byakuya: *grabs mag then turns back*………………….

Renji: Hey, where did you get that? I want one too!

Me: it’s Ichigo’s.

Ichigo: Hey buddy. How ‘bout giving me one?

Kon: Me too! Hey, where do you hide them? How come I don’t find them in your room?

Szayel: If you want, I have a lot of them.

Ulquiorra: What an eyesore….*drops a porn mag*

Yammy: Ulquiorra owns porn too!

Me: bunch of perverts…

Aizen: Stop it, my dear Espada. Do not dirty your hands with pornographic materials.

Gin: But Aizen-sama, you have them too.

Aizen: It doesn’t concern you.

Me: Hey, why are you here? You aren’t included in my cast so go away!

Tousen: Aizen-sama came here to talk to you.

Me: what is it?

Aizen: you should stop making stupid stories about the shinigami and their allies, those hopeless love teams and stuffed animals.

Me: Why?

Aizen: You should start writing about us.

Me: I’ll think about it.

Aizen: Farewell…And Szayel?

Szayel: Aizen-sama?

Aizen: Lend me the latest issue of that porn maga—

Me: Alright, alright! Stop talking about porn magazines! Leave now!

Aizen: Thou shall not interfere with my business.

Me: Alright! But this is supposed to be some kind of commentary, not a second part of the fan fic!

Gin: But it’s already one. See how long it is now?

Tousen: It’s because you got carried away by emotion and forgot about justice.

Me: Stop that damned lesson; go back to Hueco Mundo, now!

Gin: Hai, hai!

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Bleach or its characters. I wrote this fan fiction about this pairing to show my support to Bleach and to the author and creator of the series. Anything that happened in this story is purely fan- made and does not belong to the Bleach storyline (except for some facts like Ichigo saving Rukia from execution and the existence of hollows and arrancar).

NOTE: If you have any problems with my grammar and if you find the story hard to follow please send me a personal message. I will gratefully accept all criticisms for it will help me become a better writer. I didn’t do any further descriptions or “fancy writing” in my story because it is already too long and readers might lose interest. I understand the consequences of what I did, that it will lose some artistic value, and I don’t regret it because my worst attitude of laziness usually takes over me. And I posted this at the Fan Fic section of anime fever forum.

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Rain

An IchixRuki fan fiction

It was raining. Rukia gazed outside through the blurry window of her bedroom. She hugged herself as the coldness of the air swept through her. She thought of the things she saw, learned and felt in the human world—her experiences with Ichigo as they fought off the hollows and arrancar that disturbed the equilibrium of this world.

She heard the door open, breaking the silence that had filled the room as she wondered by herself. She looked back, only to see Ichigo standing there.

“Yuzu prepared soup,” he said without any trace of enthusiasm.

“Yeah…” she answered just like the way he announced about the soup.

“Don’t just ‘yeah’ me! Hurry up and come over before it turns ice-cold!” Ichigo shouted being his normal self, then banged the door. The cold weather carried away her will to fight and said nothing, then smiled.

“It was like one of these rainy days… that it happened…” she muttered to herself, then turned back heading for the door.

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It was a normal class day, as Rukia thought, looking at the page of the book that her classmate is reading. Not much hollow appeared for the past few days, and when they do, they are just weaklings that could be killed by her kidou.

She looked outside and saw the thick black clouds that head their way, which she thought would bring a heavy rain. She had no umbrella.

“Why does rain exist?” she asked herself. She looked at Ichigo who stared seriously on the book. “Could it be because heaven is mourning with me…for the reason I love a man…who can’t love me?”

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Rukia hurried for the gate when the classes ended. She found Ichigo waiting for her.

“I’m sorry,” she said to him. “I saw Inoue on the way and had a little talk with her.” Ichigo didn’t mind what she said.

“Seriously, you’re always making me wait!”

“I said I’m sorry! And it wasn’t my fault if I would always see friends on the way and say hello to them!”

“A simple ‘hello’ would only take five seconds!”

She turned away from him. “Stupid Ichigo...”

On their way, neither of them said a single word, until the rain started to fall.

"Ugh! I don't have an umbrella!" Rukia said irritably looking up to the sky. Ichigo, who brought one, handed it to her.

"Here," he said looking away from her.

"It's not like you," she replied and took it, then realized that he was getting wet. She raised the umbrella to accommodate him. "Let's share."

Ichigo shoved it away.

"Idiot! You’re getting wet!” She insisted on sharing the umbrella, but Ichigo kept on shoving it away.

"That umbrella is too small for the two of us. If we share, we'll still get wet. Anyway, I'm already soaked, so I'm giving it to you, so at least, one of us will not catch a cold," he said, still looking away from her.

She was moved, but chose not to show it and took the umbrella for herself.

"It's really not like you..."

She thought for a moment then started insisting again.

"It would be awkward if people see me with an umbrella while you don't have!"

He ignored her and pretended to remember something. "Ah, yes, I have to go to Mizuiro's house!” he said then ran away. "See you later!"

"Hey, wait! Ichigo!"

He was out of sight. She took a deep breath then decided to go home alone.

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When she arrived, Yuzu greeted her.

"Welcome back, Rukia-chan! Uh? Where's Onii-chan?"

"Uh...well...he said he needs to go to Mizuiro's house then ran away..."

Rukia took a towel and waited for him by the door. After an hour, she saw him walking towards the house-- soaking wet. "Ichigo!" she said and stood up. She handed him the towel. "Look at you, you're all wet!"

His father and sisters came to greet him, with his father doing his usual surprise attack. But before his kick landed on his face, Ichigo fell unconscious due to high fever.

That night, Rukia laid on her bed fully awake, thinking that it was her fault that Ichigo got sick. If she brought her own umbrella, if she stopped him from soaking himself, and if she didn’t accept his offer, he wouldn’t be there lying on the sickbed. She was guilty—and worried. She had not just once put his life in danger and made him suffer. It was because of her that Byakuya had almost killed him and because of her that he risked his life when he went to Soul Society to save her from execution.

“Am I just a burden to him?” she asked herself, teary eyed and fragile compared to the strong- willed Rukia she is when fighting off the hollows that harm souls.

She stood up and went to his room, decided to watch over him until he gets well.

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She sat on the floor beside his bed in deep thought.

“You gave me your umbrella then ran away saying that you need to meet Mizuiro…” she said then sighed. “Idiot, anybody would clearly see that it is just an excuse for me to take your umbrella for myself. You knew that it would be bizarre for people to see me walking with an umbrella while you seemed to be a sponge dripping with water. So you chose to let go of safety…for me…”

She paused for a few seconds then raised her voice. “Well that’s just stupid, you idiot!”

Realizing what she had done, she sat back and lowered her voice.

“You make me worry!” she said, trying her best not to cry. But suppressing it only made her feel worse. She finally gave in. She burst into tears and said all that she wanted to say to him, which she could not when he’s awake.

“Do you know how it feels when the person you love can’t love you back? I just wanted to be with you, but whenever I’m around, you get into trouble and hurt yourself! And the worst part is…I cannot do anything to ease your pain! Probably you’re thinking that I’m just a heavy rock that you should always carry…I know what I’m saying is silly, but I can’t keep it inside. The more I keep it in, the more it hurts…I’m stupid, stupid, stupid...for falling in love with you, Ichigo!”

She dried her tears. “Do you think it’s better if I never met you?”

She wanted to quit crying, but her tears continually rushed down her cheeks. She released the feelings that kept piling within her—through crying.

After what seemed to be an endless sobbing, she finally fell to sleep.

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The rays of the morning sun stroke Ichigo’s face. He was awakened, seeing Rukia by his bedside, fast asleep and eyes still wet by her overnight crying. He smiled at her and wiped her tears. She moved and he pretended to be unconscious.

Rukia rubbed her eyes and looked at the window half-asleep. By the sight of the time, she leapt up to her feet and rushed to change for school.

“I’ll be going!” she called out. She ran hoping not to get late. “Shit! I got carried away last night and lost track of the time!”

She slowed down then stopped.

“But still…I feel relieved now…”

She smiled and looked up at the clear blue sky.

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Rukia took care of the hollows that appeared that morning. With her skills, a minute is more than enough to purify those classes of hollow. They were just small and weak, but unlike the past days, they were more in number. It took her ‘til lunch break before she managed to go back to school.

When she opened the classroom door, she saw Ichigo on his seat, talking to Chad, Mizuiro and Keigo.

“Why did you come just now?” Mizuiro asked.

“We were really worried about you, Ichigo! We were thinking that you got into some serious trouble!” Keigo continued on talking as Ichigo replied to Mizuiro without taking any notice of him.

“Just caught a slight fever. Not really serious,” he said. “Oi, Keigo, shut up already, you are overreacting.”

Rukia stood by the door. Ichigo saw her and called. She went to Ichigo saying, “Glad you’re well now,” then sat on her chair.

“If you are blaming yourself about what happened, you better stop.”

She turned to him, blushing slightly and denying, “I’m not blaming my self!”

Ichigo smiled.

“Liar,” he said in a mischievous tone.

Rukia stood up still denying.

“I said I’m not blaming my self!”

She looked away. “It’s just that…”

She stopped.

“‘Just that’ what?” Ichigo wanted to hear the rest of it.

“Nothing.”

She sat again.

“What? What? Are you two in a quarrel? Why are you like that?” Keigo said beginning his talk again.

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Just like yesterday, Ichigo and Rukia walked home together but ignored each other. And just like yesterday, it rained.

“This is unexpected,” Ichigo said, covering his head with his hands.

Rukia reached for her bag and took her umbrella. She held it high so that it could also cover Ichigo. He moved it away.

“Here we go again. Refusing to share the umbrella then ending up sick. What’s wrong with you?” Rukia said.

“I feel like it!” Ichigo replied.

She sighed. “Fine.”

She folded her umbrella and put it back inside her bag.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Ichigo asked. He was starting to panic.

“If the two of us cannot be protected by an umbrella from the rain, then neither will use one.”

Ichigo looked at her with disbelief.

She smiled. “I’ll get wet with you.”

Ichigo sighed. “If that’s what you like…” He walked a meter ahead of her then turned around, kicking the water that formed puddles on the road. Rukia held her arms up to shield herself.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

He didn’t answer, but laughed at her and kicked more water.

“You…” she looked at him then did what he was doing.

They ran after each other, splatting water on their faces and then laughing. When the rain stopped and the sun showed up, they found themselves at the river bank. They sat beside each other.

“I heard what you said last night,” Ichigo said. Rukia turned red.

“What did you say?”

“I heard your confessions last night—everything.”

“What confessions? You’re probably dreaming!” she said trying to seal the truth. She was never embarrassed like that before.

“No, you were crying the whole night, I couldn’t sleep until you stopped.”

“Then that’s just another part of you’re dream!”

“When I woke up this morning, you’re eyes are wet with tears.”

“No, they’re not!”

“Why do you need to deny?”

“I’m not denying!”

“Then why are you as red as a strawberry? Why are you so defensive?”

Rukia stopped, blushed some more then looked away.

“You caught me…” She knew he’s laughing quietly but she refused to turn back. She was so embarrassed that she cannot show her face.

“You think you’re just burden for me?” Ichigo asked. She didn’t look back. “That thought never came to my mind.” She turned. “All I think of is…how I could protect you…”

“You don’t have to; I can take care of my self.”

“It’s not because I HAVE to; it’s because I WANT to.”

“But why? You always get beaten up because of that!”

Her tears fell. He blushed.

“Uh…well…i-it’s because…uh…” he sighed. “I love you.”

She can’t believe what she heard. Was she dreaming? No, she can feel the cold breeze. Or maybe she just heard it wrong. Whatever it was, she didn’t think of what she did next.

“I love you, too,” she said in a low voice a bit higher than a whisper.

Ichigo looked at her, astonished.

“What?”

“I said ‘I love you’.”

“Huh?”

“I love you.”

“I can’t here you.”

“I LOVE YOU!!!”

“I can’t hear your teenie tiny voice.”

“Damnit, Ichigo! You’re just making a fool out of me!!!”

He laughed.

“Don’t laugh.”

“I want to.”

“I said don’t laugh!”

“You can’t stop me.”

She cursed under her breath.

“I’m glad,” he said.

“For what?”

He looked up at the clear sky with a smile.

“For hearing those three words.”

Rukia blushed once again and looked down at the glowing water droplets on the grass.

“I promise that I’ll be stronger to protect you.”

“Yeah…then I promise that I’ll be stronger so that you don’t have to worry about me.”

They looked at each other’s eyes and sealed their promise with a kiss.

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“It rains not because heaven is mourning about the sufferings of each one of us takes; but instead reminds us that the sun will appear soon and the pain will subside after…”

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