A/N: Hi! This is my first ever fanfic so please go easy on me! Writing and composition isn't my thing but do feel free to leave a review, be it a comment, suggestion, or critique. I hope you'll like it!

Rukia… Kurosaki?



Someone... is calling for me.

"Rukia! Please say something"

That voice... It sounds familiar.


Who are you?

"Rukia, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Sorry...? For what?


The voice... it's fading.


I groaned as the sunlight hit my face. I tried to stretch my arms and legs but found myself unable to do so. Something big and warm was holding me against itself. I opened my eyes and saw a pair of arms wrapped around me. Startled, but too tired to hit whoever this was, I tuned and found myself face to face with Ichigo Kurosaki.

Now, I was really startled. I shook myself off forcefully and fell off the bed, only to find myself being caught by the same arms that held me before I was able to do so. I opened my eyes, just realizing I closed them, and again, came face to face with Ichigo, who had a big grin in his sleepy face.

My eyes were wide when he suddenly kissed my nose, and I thought it couldn't get any wider. When he proved me wrong by the next words that came out of his mouth.

"Good morning, Mrs. Kurosaki."

-to be continued-

A/N: I purposely made this super short because it's a prologue but the next chapters will be longer so hopefully you'll stick around and continue reading! Feel free to review! :)