Ok guys I'm not trying to act like a arrogant jerk, but put bluntly; this is good stuff. You will like it if you take the time to read it, and I'm taking the market on Senna x Ichigo fiction. This will be a very long piece of work. Rated M just in case I decide to put stuff, and I don't like writing with restrictions.

"It's there Isn't it Ichigo? My name on the gravestone?", The petite girl Ichigo had come to care for in such a short time and now housed on his back asked. Not knowing how to respond in such a situation the substitute Shinigami simply nodded his hands shaking on her thighs where he supported her. Ichigo cringed slightly as Senna laid her head against the base of his neck and the salty warmth started finding its way through the opening in his shirt. "I'll se you again right?" she questioned trying to formulate a laugh. Ichigo could tell she was scared… Terrified. "what happened to something that shouldn't be after they.. They… Ichigo stopped his thought process his heartbeat increasing. "Don't be dumb ofcourse you will…" Ichigo definitely didn't sound as sure as he planned. The confident demeanor he always held was just out of his grasp and he was visible shaking. Senna smiled hugging a bit tighter onto her carriers neck, suddenly feeling a bit bad for his discomfort. The two would have been content to sit there, holding onto each other for as long as fate would allow, but as if sensing their comfort the arms gripping strawberry seemed to cease to form, and as the hands tightened around her legs, Ichigo soon found he could make fists. Not having anything to hold onto He fell to his knees. Time seemed to stand still, as rain poured on Zangetsu.

"Ichigo?" A voice called. Ichigo turned to face the short Shinigami he had first come in contact with so long ago. Nothing else on his mind he asked what was on his heart, "What will happen?". Rukia seemed to pause for a moment before deciding to bestow the truth upon him. "Everything related to Senna will erase from our memories. One cant remember something that shouldn't have existed in the first place." Rukia stated plainly trying to make this as painless as possible for him. He stared up for a moment not knowing what to do or say before nodding and somewhat excepting what seemed oblivion… " It may only last for a few more seconds but at least for now I can hear her voice." Rukia let a frown touch her thin lips never before having seen such despair in her ….whoever he was to her's eyes. "You can't save us all Ichigo" she thought sadly watching him.

Some time later

"Oiy ICHIGO!" Isshin yelled crashing in through his sons doors and slamming his giant fist down on his sons pillow. Throwing the blankets aside the eccentric father soon realized that his little strawberry was not there when suddenly two feet collided with his abdomen. "IS THAT ANY WAY TO WAKE UP A KID!" Ichigo yelled starting to get up before he was turned onto his stomach in a humiliating arm bar. "NO BUT YOU'RE A MAN NOW SON! DON'T THINK I HAVENT NOTICE THE SCENT OF A FEMALE, PLUS THE OCASIONAL LADIES UNDERGARMENTS!" Isshin spat all this out almost proudly as Ichigo buried his face in the blue carpet have from pain have from embarrassment. He was going to kill Rukia when he got a hold of her. He had told her a million times that if she was going to start living in his closet again that she needed to be neat. The very same Shinigami let a chuckle escape her lips from the closet just audible to herself.

After an extremely difficult ordeal of a morning Ichigo had successfully escaped his home said his goodbyes to his siblings, and met Rukia on the way out. "So your sure this okay?" Ichigo yawned placing his hands behind his head walking next to the Asian beauty. "What is?" Rukia asked straitening her school uniform before taking a bite of an apple and continuing down the road. "Ichigo instinctively scratched an itch in his orange locks before continuing annoyed "Staying with me again Midget?" Rukia frowned. "I've been dispatched her anyway so of course its fine, and I'm going to have to insist you don't call your significant other midget." Rukia replied tripping Ichigo on his face. "DAMN IT WHAT THE HELL RUKIA?!" he flushed yelling as she walked forward receiving a half eaten apple to the face. How she would come to regret not waiting for him that day. "I don't care how long she says she's been alive she acts like a five your old." Ichigo whined to himself standing up and grabbing his bag before starting to walk forward. He slowly recalled how he had confessed to Rukia some three months ago. He didn't really no why to be honest he just kind of felt obliged to, and she was cute and a good friend so. Ichigo let another yawn escape his mouth relieved that it hid his slight blush. The Orange haired soul reaper and high school student continued to his usual route the school coming in view when suddenly something odd happened as he crossed the bridge a few blocks prior to his destination. For a slight instant Ichigo made I contact with a single girl among a group of girls who seemed to be laughing and walking in the opposing direction of him. They smiled and walked right by him giggling at the prospect of being eyed by someone of the opposite sex, all very innocent; however Ichigo's body was completely frozen.

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