I'm back. I didn't get as many reviews that I had planned to get (5) but maybe I'll get them this time for good writing, or maybe this story isn't so interesting…for those who are reading, thank you and enjoy! Those who are skipping to this second chapter, I did edit and add to the first one so you may miss something…

Thanks to the 4 who did review (S-Wanderer999, lowcarbtortilla, Marina Firestorm, & RevivedSin), & those 2 who put this story on alert (robtitan & Always Read Only Mode) though it would have been nice if I heard what you thought about the story…

If#2: Secrets between boy and the dead

She stood, looking at the rain fall in a crisscross pattern from the sky, coating the window repeatedly. The lithe shinigami, Rukia, sighed before turning to watch the small child in the bed sleeping. She wondered how he was coping with his mother now dead. When he received the news from his emotional father, he had bawled, along with his two younger sisters. Humans were so fragile…

The house was quiet, reflecting the dark mood of its occupants. But, all seemed safe. So, the boy stirred. Rukia, upon seeing his eyes flutter, leaped into the open closet and shut the door. She had to avoid him seeing her, thus causing his memories to return.

"Uhh…" she heard him muttering, before going back to sleep, she hoped. They were soon shattered, however. "Onee-san! Are…are you here? I heard…someone here…"

She stayed silent amidst the emptiness of the closet. It was a good thing it was roomy. She leaned back and sighed, before freezing.

"Someone's in my closet…who's there?"

She heard creaking, and sighed. There was no point; he would find her…persistent kid. She opened the sliding door, facing the wide eyes of a curious child.

"Oi, stop staring, gaki." Rukia said firmly when nothing was said in over a minute.

"Eh…you're really real? I thought I was dreaming…cool!" Ichigo jumped up and down.

She sighed, hitting her head. She really had forgotten that this boy had a high spiritual pressure, so he would not be able to forget the events of the previous night.

The boy stopped, and then adopted a vacant stare. "Where…where's okaa-san?"

"She's in Soul Society." She replied nonchalantly.

"Soul Society? Wha's that?"

"It's a place where all souls go when they die. It's a very peaceful place."

"Ohh…Is okaa-san happy there?"

"Everyone is happy there. I'm sure she's doing well now."

"Okay…I wish she was still here…" Ichigo sniffled, and then wiped his watery eyes a bit.

She stared before feelings of sympathy kicked in. Getting up, she pulled the boy into a hug. "Hey, she's in a better place now. Don't worry, she's watching over you."

"Really?" He whimpered in her kimono.

"Yeah…so don't worry!" She said excitedly, she then let him go and sat him in his bed. She pulled the blankets over him and ruffled his head. "Well, I have to go back now, so don't get yourself into any trouble!"

"Hai…" he said, and then thought for a moment. "Hey, I was thinking…are you an angel?"

She chuckled. "No. I'm a shinigami."

"Oh…goodnight angel." Ichigo murmured before falling asleep.

'Goodness, now this gaki thinks I'm an angel,' she thought. 'Oh well…' She looked at her cell phone before jumping through the open window.

Gaki: kid.

okaa-san: mom.

Onee-san: Sister.