Well it seems that my first chapter was very well recieved so here is my second chapter, as promised! Some people thought that my first chapter was a little vague about the fight with the Hollow and how Rukia got sick but I'm certain this chapter will answer any questions you had! I don't own Bleach, just in case you've spaced who does. ;P I hope you enjoy the second chapter!
As Rukia slept she dreamed about her fight with the Hollow two nights ago that had led her to be in her current condition.
Dream: Two Nights Earlier...
Rukia was walking the dark streets absently as her thoughts drifted to a certain orange-haired boy whom had become an important part of her life.
"Hmm I'm bored. I could go home and watch that TV thing Ichigo showed me...but he's studying, I don't want to disturb him. He seems pretty worried about that test so I guess it's better if I leave him be." With that thought settled she continued to walk down the street.
After a couple of minutes of watching the stars Rukia suddenly felt the sickening presence of a Hollow nearby. She felt that it was relatively close to the Kurosaki household, close enough that Ichigo would be distracted from his studying if she did not get it away from there.
Quickly popping one of her transformation candies (AN: I'm not sure what they're called. ^^' If anyone knows, please tell me.) Rukia rushed towards the ominous Hollow aura. Skidding around the corner with her zanpakuto at the ready she came face-to-face with a menacing-looking Hollow.
It was tall, at least 5 times her own height, and muscular and it had two sharp blade-like things sticking out of its wrists that looked like they could cause some serious damage if she was not careful.
Putting Shirayuki in front of herself, Rukia cautiously watched the Hollow for its first move. One second before it actually moved Rukia saw the Hollow's body twitched in preparation for its attack.
One of the blades came towards her and she quickly jumped out of the way, bringing Shirayuki up in a graceful arc and bringing it back down to connect with the Hollow's blade.
The battle had begun.
About half an hour later Rukia was nearing the point of collapsing from exhaustion and it was beginning to rain heavily. She was running out of time so she used her second most powerful attack to rid herself of this nuisance of a Hollow.
"Tsugi no mai, hakuren!"
The Hollow was torn apart by her icy attack and once she was sure it was destroyed she allowed her aching body to relax. "Finally, it's over..."
She just leaned against the wall, not noticing the ice-cold rainwater seeping into her clothes, and she felt a slight throb from a cut she sustained to her shoulder. Suddenly she realized how late it must be and that Ichigo would be worried if she didn't return home soon. She quickly ran towards the Kurosaki home and once she was at the door she quickly de-transformed back into her 'normal' self.
Her Shinigami clothing had been soaked and dirty but her school uniform, which she'd been wearing before the fight, was only slightly damp and had no dirt on it whatsoever. No one would know she had been fighting at all.
"Rukia, where were you?" She smiled brightly at Ichigo to show him that nothing was wrong, no sense in worrying the boy before his test after all. "I was just studying late in the library and I fell asleep; the janitor woke me up just a little while ago, sorry. How'd the studying go?"
Seeming satisfied, Ichigo went back upstairs to his room to wait until she came up after putting her things away. She heard his door close and a small sneeze escaped her nose. "Hmm... Someone must be talking about me behind my back. It's probably Kon or Renji."
And a day later she became ill.
Dream: End
Ichigo watched Rukia shake and whimper in her sleep, her fever had clearly gotten worse. "I'm s-sorry for getting s-sick..." That wasn't why he was upset. What did she have to be sorry for, she hadn't meant to get sick?
He noticed that his covers had slipped down to her waist and felt pity welling up for the sick girl. It really wasn't fair that he'd treated her so coldly before, maybe he should apologize.
"Ichigo..." Her soft whimper made his decision final: he would definitely apologize to her tomorrow. He got up from his desk and went to his bed to pull up the covers around her.
When he touched her shoulder he noticed that she flinched slightly and instantly became worried. He gently pushed the shoulder of her pyjama top to the side to reveal a five inch cut that ran from her collar bone to her shoulder socket. It was a few centimetres deep, it was not oozing blood but it looked really painful.
"Where the hell did she get this?"
Hope you liked it! I also hope that this chapter answered any questions about what happened to Rukia. I'm expecting 10 reviews before I post another chapter so please hit that Review button and tell me what you think! No flames please, only constructive cristicism.