A/N: umm, I'm not sure what I could say at this point to make you forgive me…this story has been neglected way too long! My aim was to start this story regularly after I wrapped up all my other fics since this one is only three chapters in. So, anyway the reason why I started writing this again was because I just happened to read this and as soon as a I got to the end of chapter three I was like "What!? What happens next! I hate this author, why do they pause on a part like that!" Then I stupidly realized that this was my story and that I totally abandoned it. So, I am truly sorry that I'm forgetful and can't finish my other fics faster.

Chapter 4

The room was silent. Urahara stood with a cocky grin etched into his face as he witnessed the scene just seconds before. Ichigo had come back from the death of being dead. Not only that, but what happened while he was in that state? He woke up striving to kiss Rukia, and succeeding at that.

Ichigo kept his left hand on Rukia's cheek for at least a minute while he gazed at the shinigami, ecstatic that life was there, in her eyes. Never again would Ichigo want to see the barren look he saw in her eyes. It would kill him to do so.

Finally, Ichigo snapped back to his normal self trying to figure out himself what he did. Without hesitation he quickly receded his hand from her skin, placing it at his side; a large streak of crimson flushing his face.

"Um, that was…" He couldn't do it. Not one excuse he could think of would have forgiven his actions just then.

"Oh, don't worry I'll give you two some privacy. You've missed a whole three months of action, you need to make up for lost time." He giggled a very perverted giggle as he fled for his life out of the room.

"Pervert!" They yelled in unison; both turning darker red.

"As I was saying before," He paused for a minute trying to think of something to say in place of the lie he couldn't make up before, "I, didn't see you there…and there was a bug on you, so I killed it with my hand." He was disappointed in how horrible of a lie that was. Not only that but he seemed to have realized that he completely contradicted himself.

"Yeah, that's what I thought! No way you would have done something like that purposefully. I mean we're best friends, schoolmates, comrades. Nothing more than that." Rukia's convincing herself was almost as bad as Ichigo's lying.

"Of course. I mean who would want to kiss you anyway?" Ichigo somewhat regretted saying that. He knew he was going to get an ear full in a matter of seconds.

"Well, who'd want to kiss such a dumb ass like you!?" Rukia retaliated still trying to calm herself down. Of course screaming things like that didn't help much.

"I don't know you seemed to enjoy it! You didn't pull away, now did you. Oh I get it," Ichigo made a face at Rukia, "You have a crush on me. Aw, little Rukia has a-" Poor Ichigo, he didn't even finish his statement before a blow from Rukia, which could have landed anyone else in a coma, nailed him in the head.

"Don't you dare proclaim stuff like that!" She was furious, but still a hint of a smile pulled at the corners of her lips. She was glad Ichigo didn't die and that was the whole heart proclaimed truth.

"What the hell Rukia!? You trying to kill me?" Ichigo yelled gripping his head as tight as possible. Rukia turned away crossing her hands over her chest. 'stupid, clueless,' Rukia cursed in her head at the guy that caused a great deal of complications in her life.

"How long have I been out anyway? I stink." He paused to sniff his arm pit, "holy shit, what'd you guys do just-"

Without letting him finish his sentence that he was attempting to lighten the mood with, Rukia burst in, "3 months." Her head tipped, "Three months!? You have to be kidding me. Do you no how much homework I'll have to make up?" It pissed her off to no end that he took this so lightly. That it was only a joke, but it was fine because he was alive. Well, that wasn't the case for her.

"You weren't the one sitting here day after fucking day waiting, hoping for any sign that you were going to be okay. You have no idea how nerve racking it was not being able to do anything but sit on the sidelines watching you struggle between life and death." Her scolding turned into talking as she began again, "You're an ass Ichigo Kurosaki" And with that she stalked out of the room slamming the door behind her.

Ichigo hadn't the faintest idea as to what just occurred. Did he even do anything wrong? He couldn't think straight and it annoyed him. He searched his mind trying to come up with a plausible answer, but instead of a solution his mind showed him the scene he witnessed while still asleep; Rukia in his arms; dead. He turned crimson at the thought. Not because she was dead, clearly, but because of everything he told her and the thought of her skin against his.

"Wait Rukia, what did I do?" He gave up because he simply didn't want to remember his memory all that well, so he chased after Rukia.

"Shrimp, where'd Rukia go?" Ichigo asked Jinta who was conveniently right outside the door.

"It's Jinta, and she said something 'bout you being an ass and not have any common sense."

"I said where she went, not what she was saying." He was losing his patience.

"I thought you didn't want to hear about what she said." He stuck his tongue at the now furious Ichigo who dove without a second thought locking him in a headlock.

" She's taking a shower." Ururu stated very faintly, Ichigo almost didn't hear her over Jinta's complaints.

'of all people to be taking a shower shouldn't it be me?' Ichigo thought to himself catching another small whiff of himself.

"Jinta stop." Ururu pleaded with Jinta who now held her in a headlock. Without a second thought Ichigo nailed him in the head making him drop to the ground with a huge mound of swelled skin.

"Only if you had listened to me that wouldn't have had to happen." Without anymore arguing Ichigo aimlessly started to wander around the house.

Ichigo, despite the fact he just woke up from a three month comma, had no idea what to do. Everything was starting to sink in; what did his family think? His friends? His life was almost completely and utterly done. What did he have left to go back to? Urahara for sure made some excuse right? But did that end in death? How would he know?

He sighed laying on the decrypted red couch listening to all the thoughts buzzing through his head. "Well, if this isn't the most fucked up situation I've ever been in." Another sigh fallowed as he stared at the ceiling, to some aspect waiting for something, anything to happen.

As if someone was answering his prayers a scream went out echoing through the hallways of Urahara's shop. This sound wasn't one Ichigo delighted in hearing though. It was, typically, Rukia's blood curdling scream.

"Rukia?" Ichigo half shouted. He didn't peg Rukia as a girl who could scream, well, like a girl. If she was screaming it must have been bad.

So, he did what he instinctively does, save Rukia. He darted down the hallway, still in his body, with only his mind set on this. He wasn't sure exactly where the original scream came from, but he followed his instincts which nine out of ten time were dead on.

"Rukia!" Ichigo barged through the door, almost bringing it down to the floor. Yes, he had found Rukia, but what other unthinkable tragedy did he find?

"…" Ichigo was speechless.

Hahaha suspense! Yay! Okay, so I'm going to get the next chapter up really soon! Woah, okay i just saw the new layout and i am SOOOO CONFUSED!!! Like it took me forever to figure it out! ugh, now i have to explore and learn! Oh reviews would be nice- Your Neko Writer