A/N: Well, some people disliked what I did last chapter, but some people accepted it. Actually, I recieved a lot of comments that really weren't mean at all, which I'm very thankful for. Give yourself a pat on the back for me because that made me happy. So here is the closing of this particular story. I named it after the title of the story, because this song gave me the idea of this entire thing. "Leaving Town," by Dexter Freebish. I'm telling you, songs really do have impact on people. I can honestly say, I'm happy how this entire story turned out. It brings a smile to my face, showing my dimples and all. Okay, enough about me talking about the end result when you haven't even read it yet. I'll have more to say at the end. So as always, Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Still wishing.


Epilogue: Leaving Town

Black. A color that can represent many things. It can show elegance and grace, or perhaps luxury and good taste. It even could be a sign of rebellion, but mostly, this color represents more negative impressions or emotions. There's its plainness and cold feeling, which could be taken to having a lack of emotion. Also, there's its dark hue that brings up the feelings of fear. But a main representation of this color is death. Death brings about many things, but mostly tragedy and loss. This color is seen everywhere near death, for it's even the last color you see when you slip into that darkness that will never bring you back again. This very color was what she was wearing.

"Rukia, we're here," Renji's voice broke through her thoughts as she was stared out of the car window, where rain drops continued to glide down. She didn't reply to him. In fact she barely talked since. What was there for her to say?

Renji got out of the car and walked over to her side and opened the door. He held the umbrella out so that she could share it with him as they walked. Her black dress swayed slightly in the breeze. She looked down as they walked past the many stones that represented the lives that lay below them.

They finally stopped walking, reaching their destination. "Hello Rukia. How's it going?" a kind voice said, making her look up from the ground.

She saw who had said it and was slightly surprised. Isshin seemed to be doing absolutely fine. He smiled kindly at her as if this didn't affect him one bit, but she knew better. He was a strong man, no matter how he may have acted at times.

All she could do was give off the slightest smile; a smile that if you blinked while she was forming it, you would have missed it. This was surprising to those that did witness it due to Rukia's lack of emotion lately.

The ceremony began and Isshin spoke. He cleared his throat. "Ichigo wasn't always the happiest guy around. Actually, I'm pretty sure he was known for always having that damn scowl on his face," he said laughing slightly and rubbing the back of his neck.

"But when people really got to know him, they saw what he really was. He would do anything for those he cared about. He really was a passionate guy. If he said he was gonna do something he would give everything he had to make sure he did it. He never gave up. He was a great man and a-" Isshin coughed lightly to clear his throat and refrain from tearing up. "He was my son," he said plainly. "And I couldn't ask for a better one," he said turning to look at the coffin. He placed his hand on the top. "I'm proud of you, son. I love ya," he said, dropping a rose on the coffin and closing his eyes as he turned around to join his two crying daughters.

Everyone watched as Ishida slowly began to walk to the center, releasing his hand from Orihime's now ring bearing hand. He pushed up his glasses and held a piece of paper in front of him. "A little while ago, Ichigo talked to me about what we would do if something happened to one of us. He said to me, "Ishida, I want you to promise me something if something happens to me." I looked at him like he was crazy and said, "Kurosaki, nothing will ever happen to you. Your egos to big."

There was a slight raise in everyone's spirit, due to people understanding that it was true; the guy did have a big ego. Ishida continued.

"Well, he gave me a glare and blew it off surprisingly. That's when I knew he was serious. He said, "I want you to tell everyone what I've lived by all these years. Even throughout my years as a shinigami." I remembered his exact words. "Heaven's not a place that you go when you die. It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive. So live for the moment. And take this advice, live by every word. Love's completely real, so forget anything that you've heard. And live for the moment now." I never thought of him to be such a profound man, but there he sat, leaving me impressed like he always seemed to do. And for the rest of my life, I will live by every word." Ishida turned and placed a rose on the coffin and walked back to Orihime's side.

They then began to play a CD that he and the band had recorded. As the music played everyone began to walk forward to place their flower on Ichigo's coffin. Everyone was there. Every shinigami that came in contact with him was there, along with every one of his childhood friends. They were all there in that very cemetery, where he was being buried next to his mother. It was ironic. She had saved him thirteen years ago next to that very river and there he died years later, saving the woman he loved and everyone else in existence.

Rukia walked away from underneath Renji's umbrella without hesitating. The rain crashed steadily on her, yet she didn't even flinch when it hit her. She walked up to the coffin and stopped. No one pushed or hurried her. She just stood there, gripping the stem of the rose in her hand. Here she was… saying goodbye. The next song began to play on the CD.

Oh your reputation's so golden
You're never lonely and you're never home
I know you've been talking about leaving
You've lost all your feelings for this town.
Paint your nails and put your lipstick
You don't want to miss your ticket out.
Just because you graduate from school
So high in the gene pool that's your point of view.

She closed her eyes tightly, wanting to stop feeling these needless emotions she desired to get rid of many years ago. She opened her eyes and allowed one tear to fall. Just one. And it landed down on his coffin.

But when you're broke and down and no one else is around
You'll come running back to this town and
I'll be there, yeah I'll be there.

She laid the rose down softly. She then brought her fingertips to her lips and kissed them, then proceeding to place her kissed fingers on the coffin.

'Cause I remember how we drank time together
And how you used to say that the stars are forever.
And daydreamed about how to make your life better by
Leaving town, leaving town.

She then spoke for the first time since she last held him in her arms. "I'll always love you, Ichigo Kurosaki."

Pack your bags, your smokes in your pocket
You're wearing my locket around your neck
Take a drag and wait for the Greyhound
The world is your playground and you want to win.

She then turned and began to walk away. Everyone watched her intently, knowing how heart broken she truly was.

But when you're broke and down and no one else is around.
You'll come running back to this town and
I'll be there, yeah I'll be there.

They then noticed that she didn't stop walking away. She kept going, with no intention to stop.

'Cause I remember how we drank time and
How you used to say that the stars are forever.
And daydreamed about how to make your life better by
Leaving town, leaving town.

Renji then began to move, "Rukia!" he yelled, but then felt someone's hand on his shoulder. He looked back to see Byakuya behind him, staring in the distance at Rukia's retreating form. "Let her go, Renji," he said softly.

Nothing in life will ever come that easy.
Doesn't mean it has to be that hard.
I know you will find out who you are
But when you're broke and down and no one else is around.
You'll come running back to this town and
I'll be there, yeah I'll be there.

She heard her name called, but she didn't stop. She knew that there was nothing left for her here. Yes, she still had friends, but she couldn't possibly move on seeing their faces everyday without seeing the one she wanted the most. So, she decided to leave. Leave everything. Even her memories. She was ready to as she held her purse tightly, which held a memory modifier inside. She continued to walk as the rain poured down onto her. She was leaving town. She was leaving everything behind.

Yeah I remember how we drank time together and
How you used to say that the stars are forever.
And daydreamed about how to make your life better by
Leaving town, leaving town.
You're leaving town

-5 years later-

-----Soul Society-----

"Byakuya you're looking rather stressed today. What's wrong?" Unohana said caringly as she placed a hand on his shoulder.

"That's because my Vice Captain decides to avoid his paperwork," he said sitting at his desk and rubbing his temples.

"Renji? I saw him earlier doing it," she said truthfully.

"No, not him. My other Vice Captain," Byakuya growled slightly.

The doors suddenly shot open as a man came walking in. "Ah, sorry sir. You wanted to see me?" he said rubbing the back of his neck uncomfortably.

"Yes. I did. Other than the fact that you have yet again, not finished your paperwork," Byakuya said coldly, receiving a forgetful smile from his Vice Captain. "I have a mission for you."

The man immediately grew excited. "A mission, huh? I haven't had a good one in awhile, Cap. Please tell me its not some bullshit where I have to deliver a message to another squad because if you need an errand boy, I'll go get Renji."

The Captain huffed. "No, this is much bigger. I wasn't sure if I should give it to you, considering you've never been to the living world before…"

The man placed both of his palms against the desk and leaned over slightly. "We both know I'm more than capable of going to the living world. I'm stronger than most of the shinigami here. There's nothing to worry about."

Byakuya raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Fine. Get ready then. You leave for the living world immediately," he said handing the man an envelope. "Everything about the mission should be explained in there."

His Vice Captain nodded and began to walk out of the room.

Byakuya then spoke one last time, causing the man to turn around slightly to look back at his Captain. "Don't make me regret this by getting yourself killed, Kurosaki."

The orange headed man smirked, "See. I knew you cared about me, Cap. I can see straight through that cold, unemotional act of yours."

"Haven't I told you to stop calling me that?" Byakuya said irritated.

"Haven't you figured out that's why I call you that?" he replied with a smirk.

Byakuya rolled his eyes as his Vice Captain strolled out of his office.

-----Living world-----

"Ah, Rukia!" a young woman called out unconfidently. "It's too busy today! I can't keep up with everyone's orders!"

The raven haired woman looked up at her troubled employee and smirked. "Don't worry, Shina! I'm coming!" she yelled, coming down from a stairs in the back. She tied on a waist apron and ran up behind a man who was trying to carry a tray through the crowded café.

He was pushed and began to fall, closing his eyes and awaiting the floor to come, but it didn't.

"You okay there, Kin?" Rukia asked steadying the tray with one hand and holding onto his arm with her other hand.

The young man let out breath of relief. "Thanks."

"Don't mention it," she chuckled, giving him a pat on the back. She could barely see through the café due to its crowd. She then went to a table that people were sitting at with food.

"Excuse me," she said quickly before waiting for a reply. She quickly jumped up on the table, "Excuse me!" she yelled trying to grab everyone's attention, but was ignored. She tried again but failed. She then brought her fingers to her mouth and whistled quite loudly, getting everyone to look at her.

"There! That's better. Okay! To avoid my employees getting into some sort of injury or complaints from customers, let's get this straight. If you're here for the café, please wait at the front if there are no available tables and if you plan on taking something out make a line along the side wall. If you're here for the flower shop, make a line along the other side wall. I'll be dealing with the flowers if anyone needs me," she said demandingly.

She watched as everyone scurried to the places she designated them to be. She smiled with approval and jumped off the table. She looked at the people sitting at the table and smiled, "Sorry about that. Here," she said turning to a waiter. "Kin, when you get a chance can you give these folks some free coffee."

She walked to the back of the building where a long line was waiting for her to get to work. She took a deep breath as she reached the counter.

"Mommy!" a little raven haired girl yelled from the stairs in the back. She began to run down the stairs. Rukia bent down as the five year old girl ran toward her and jumped into her arms.

"Hey, honey. Did you finish your bowl of Chappy flakes?" she asked suspiciously.

The little girl nodded eagerly. She looked at the long line awaiting her mother. "Can I help?"

"You want to help? Okay, here," she said picking her up in her arms and placing her on the counter.

Rukia then set her attention on her awaiting customer. "Okay ma'am, what can I get you today?"

The customer was too distracted by the little girl who had just taken a sip of her mother's cup of hot chocolate, which was evident from her now having a chocolate moustache.

"Is this your daughter?" the middle aged woman asked with a smile.

Rukia smiled, looking over at the little rascal. "Yep. She's all mine."

"She's adorable!" the woman said.

The little girl smiled widely and held her hand out to the woman. "Nozomi Kuchiki!"

The smiling woman took her small hand and shook it slightly, "Nice to meet you."

Nozomi then looked back at her mother, who was wearing a smirk with a raised eyebrow. The little girl then turned her head back to the woman and quoted her mother earlier. "Okay ma'am, what can I get you today?"

To Be Continued…


Alright everyone. That's the epilogue. What's this making you think? Well it should be giving you the impression that I'M WRITING A SEQUEL! Woa! How many people are happy about that? I'm happy! Oh and how many people are happy it didn't turn out the way they thought it was? Haha, I told you guys not to get pissed and that I knew what I was doing. I was setting up for the next story! One of my lovely reviewers said that a tragic ending would be kind of poetic, well my thoughts exactly! So I did that, but gave it a twist. And yes, this is what I had in mind since the very beginning. So please, please, please review. Leaving Town has indeed been completed and I'm begging you to give me a full review of this story. I love the long reviews, but I'll take any overall review of this story. I will reply to everyone that reviews for this chapter to tell you how much I love you for sticking by me all this time. So review and keep an eye out for the next portion, Keep Holding On. So like every chapter I've had, I'll end this one exactly the same. Later