72 hours after getting Ichigo back, we went on our second official, third unofficial date. Still so ecstatic to be back together and fearful of losing each other again, Ichigo decided to have our date at home. Not knowing exactly what happened but realizing something major occurred, his whole family left us to be alone in the house. Isshin allowing that only partly surprised me. Both Karin and Yuzu went to a friend's to stay the night, even though it was a school night. Rukia finally decided to take renji up on his offer for a date. Isshin made some excuse about needing to go out of town for the night.

"So, what do you want to drink?" Ichigo asked me, making us a steak dinner.

"Uh, whatever you're haiving," I could care less as I fidgeted in my seat, not used to being taken care of like this.

He brought me a glass of water, "The food may be a bit dry, so just to be on the safe side," He explained as he also gave me my dinner.

"I'm sure it'll be fine," I shrugged with a small, comforting smile.

"You seem really tense tonight. Are you uncomfortable with being alone with me for the night?"

I smirked, thinking about how if anyone should be nervous to be alone, it should be him, "I'm just not used to be taken good care of like this,"

"Well, you better get used to it," He held my hand across the table.

I smiled at him, "Yeah, I guess I do,"

We released our hands and ate dinner. It was the best steak I had ever had. Ichigo was a much better cook than one ever would have guessed.

"Do you like it?" He asked because it took me so long to give him a word on weather or not I liked it.

I burst into a large smile, "That was the best steak I'd ever eaten. You should cook more often,"

He blushed, proud of himself, "Thanks,"

I shook my head, "No, you earned it,"

"You look good when you smile, it lights your eyes up," He tolld me, looking at a smile I had no idea I was wearing.

"Well, you make me smile," I blushed at the intensity in his eyes.

Ichigo took a deep gulp of air, like he was about to do something life-altering, "Yasu, you know that I love you right?"

I frowned, "If you're about to break up with me to save me, forget it. I'll be far worse off without you,"

"No, after what happened, I don't want you out of my sight, ever, for even a second," He cringed at the fresh memory.

I laughed, "Wow, you must hate going to sleep at night,"

He looked at me seriously, "I do,"

"Well, honestly, I'm not particularly found of leaving you either," I smiled shyly.

"That's why I think we should-" He suddenly stopped talking as if he were too embarrassed to continue.

"What? Does this have to do with what we talked about before we came back?" I asked suspiciously.

"It does," He nodded.

"Well, what?" I asked completely mystified.

"We shouldn't wait," He looked at me, trying to tell me something.

"You mean Aizen, don't you?" I knew that's what he meant when he began this conversation.

"I know I didn't kill him, but I'm not sure what happened to that insect," Ichigo gritted his teeth in anger over what happened.

I shivered, recalling what had almost happened. Ichigo saw my reaction and was instantly at my side, holding me tightly in his arms, "I'm sorry,"

I shook my head, "It's not your fault. Besides, Orihime repaired all the physical damage done,"

I had told him what happened while we were apart after we returned home. It nearly killed him to hear, but after the wounds he saw that he himself inflicted on me, he refused to let me feel bad for him. I told him I didn't blame him in the slightest, but he didn't believe me.

"Ichi, I don't want to rush into anything out of fear," I let him know in a stern yet gentle tone.

"I know, I feel the same. But I see no point in procrastinating," I could tell he meant it.

I shook my head, "The family would want to be there,"

"There are ways around that, besides, either way they'd be mad," He looked into my eyes lightly.

"Ichigo, you are really a bad influence," I grinned at him, telling him I agreed with my eyes, "But when then?"

"Right now," He stood up.

"What?" I twisted in my seat to look at him.

"You heard me. Right now," He pulled me up to my feet.

"But-" I shook my head, realizing he was dead serious.

"But why are you trying to hold this off?" He crossed his arms and looked at me searchingly.

"Ich, I love you, but this is crazy," I failed my arms in the air to try to illustrate my point.

He smirked at me, "Like our whole relationship hasn't been crazy?"

That was all I needed to hear to convince me this was a good thing. At least, I think it is at the moment. I just hoped what we were going to do doesn't change too much about our life. Well, I'd have my other half, so I know there's some amount of rightness in what we're about to do.


The second part to Bleach: Secret Slayer and the Shinigami. See, I told you there'd be a sequel to those of you who read it. I'd tell you about it, but too much happened to give a good recap, so you'll just have to read it for a better idea of the events. I'll give it a try:

This girl Yasu Kurotsuchi, the daughter of Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Quincy Asami Unoichi, is Aizen's assassin, sent to kill Ichigo and his friends. She ends up falling in love with him and he falls in love with her. When she tries to tell him the truth, she gets taken back to Aizen and almost marries him. Ichigo saves her before the wedding but she dies. Overcome with grief, he lets the Hollow in himself take control of his body. Ichigo's friends takes her body back so Orihime can bring her back to life. Immediately after being brought back, Yasu goes back for Ichigo alone. He hurts her while in his Hollow form, but her tears and her blood bring him back. They go back home after talking seriously about so unknown thing. Renji asks Rukia out and the story concludes there to pick up here.

I do not own Bleach