There for You

A/N: Okay, you guys asked for the continuation (and animefreak1394 even went as far as to threaten my life with tiny, girlish-pink blades) so here it is! XD I don't know what to think about this yet (I'm writing these A/N's before I start writing :D) so I'll bother you with my thoughts at the end :D
Oh, and thanks to my Reviewer, those putting this on Alert, their Favorites etc :D

He sat there in silence, a tall figure. Tanned skin and orange hair. It had been years -decades?- since that wedding and every day had seemed like he was dying inside. Every day... a day without her.

He long since had gone to Soul Society, just like Chad, Inoue, Ishida... like his family (boy, had he been shocked to find out his father was an effin' Shinigami) and it had made it all the more cruel, to see them day after day, being married.

It just wasn't fair.

Then again, when had life ever been fair to him?

A strong breeze blew in his back and the scent of lavender assaulted his senses, making his heart clench in sorrow.

"What do you want, Rukia?"

~*~

"You know, Ichigo? I really don't know why she married me, to be honest."

The orange-head looked up from his sake cup and faced the already-drunk married man next to him with a raised eyebrow. "Aa? I would say because she loves you?" One could only imagine how much Ichigo wanted to swallow down his words as soon as they fell out his mouth.

"Nope, definitely not."

"How come you think that?"

"I know what you think but no."

Ichigo smirked at him with a mock expression, having a faint clue what that pineapple-head was playing at. If his guts were right – and they were, most times – then Renji was about to make a confession that was going to be embarrassing to its core – for a guy, that is.

"Up until now we might be sharing a bed but she refuses to even kiss me." He let out a pitiful sigh as he leaned back and stared up at the ceiling. "It's like in that fairytale of the two brothers, you know? Where the groom's brother shares the wedding night with the bride but puts a sword in between them so they wouldn't touch at night. Only... she isn't doing this out of courtesy, she's doing it because she ain't loving me."

Renji threw Ichigo a serious look, difficult through all the alcohol hazing his mind. "She never calls out my name, only yours. Three syllables I loathe more than anything. She dreams of you, every night. She calls out to you with so much need and love that it's making me sick, Ichigo. I really don't know why she chose me. Did she think she couldn't have you? Please, even Rukia isn't that unsure of herself."

And Ichigo truly didn't know how to react to that statement of his.

~*~

"Since when are you so rude to me, Ichigo?"

He completely ignored her question and repeated his own. "What're you doing here?"

There was silence until she sat down beside him. He stiffened obviously. "I got a divorce."

His head turned towards her so quickly he very nearly snapped his neck. "What?"

"You heard me right. It's pretty uncommon, and difficult, to divorce a soul marriage but I managed. I had to ask the King himself to do this. Took me 15 years."

"When you were unhappy why did you marry him in the first place?"

She shrugged continuing to look ahead of them. "Dunno, probably because I thought... the man I truly loved wasn't in love with me."

Ichigo smiled slightly. "Stupid midget," he whispered softly, barely audible.

"Why didn't you stop me?"

"Because I thought I should let the woman I love be happy... even without me."

"Stupid idiot."

"We're even now, huh?"

There was silence for a long while, neither speaking, neither moving, they just sat there bathing in the tranquility surrounding them. Then, suddenly, Ichigo got an idea on how to say what he should've said eons ago.

Turning his head towards her, he smiled mockingly. "Oi, Rukia."

As she faced him with raised eyebrows his smile only widened. "Let's get married."

Rukia's eyes got wide but then softened and a genuine smile took over her features. "Sure, why not..."

Maybe life could be fair, after all...

Okay, lol, the last part was something a friend of mine and I once joked about. We were writing a FF via YouTube and I got to write Ichi's proposal. I was in kinda a cliché-ish mood and wrote it pretty sappy and she went all like:

"I could've imagined him proposing in a completely nonchalant way, like whilst they're at work. Kinda like 'Hey Rukia' 'Yeah?' 'Let's get married' 'Are you serious?' 'Yup' 'Sure, why not'"

and thus I wrote this ending scene XD

Anyways, this is, I guess, the end... it really was just out of boredom+flu+24 hours 'Scrubs' and I seriously wouldn't now how to continue... so, yeah, end XD

R&R^^~