25okay... This Fanfic is consisted of small little angsty drama filled chapters, and this chapter right here is a WTF chapter.
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Silence.
Nothing was heard as pressed his ear harder against the slick wooden door that stood between him, his mommy and Ichigo. It's been like this for the past few minutes after Ichigo told Rukia, "Please, you have to just trust me..." Mamaro scoffed the moment Ichigo begged Rukia to trust him... But the silence...
The crippling, gut wrenching silence Mamaro endured has finally worn out his patience as he placed his tiny hand on the cold door knob. He knew to never interrupt an argument between two adults because he knew he was too young to understand. But this-this is different. This is eating Mamaro alive inside.
With Orihime upstairs coaxing a crying sniffling Yuki up stairs, Mamaro was left alone, leaning against the cold slick door with his tiny hand on the door knob. He would have just left his hand there if Orihime was present. He would have backed off if Orihime was there and told him not. But Orihime isn't there and his tiny hand is on the cold door knob...
That was the last thresh hold...
Gulping hard, Mamaro slowly turns the door knob..
Click...
Holding his breath, Mamaro slightly pushes the door open as his head peers outside- His brown eyes widen.
His mommy is lying on the couch facing Ichigo as she buried her face against Ichigo's firm chest, sniffling. Mamaro clenches his tiny fists as he bit his lip. The anger surging in him was kept bottled in.
You're too young to understand...
Was what his mommy told him. He hated when his mommy would tell him that, but- he always listens to his mommy not matter what.
Even if it pains him to watch his mommy suffer like that- his mommy's words are gold...
The quiet lingered between Ichigo and Rukia...
After the screaming, yelling and sobs that was all expressed?
Firm muscular arms wrapped itself around her Rukia's tiny body-Rukia slightly twitches, but Ichigo. Ichigo firmly holds her and curls his muscular arms around her body and pulls her towards her. Rukia made no effort to fight back- she was too tired to, from the yelling and sobbing she did before? Rukia's surprised she didn't pas out from the over whelming feelings she had before.
"I love you Rukia...You're the only person I've spoken about my mom with..."
Was quietly mumbled against her porcelain smooth neck once Ichigo buried his face against it. the love radiating all around Ichigo was felt and Rukia- Rukia couldn't help recall all those times Ichigo would hug her and tell her how much he loves her and how much he misses her...
But then again, Rukia knows Ichigo must have a reason why he's doing what he's doing. He's just not ready to tell her that and Rukia- Rukia painfully understands that once she removes her face away from Ichigo's broad chest and looks up with watery violet eyes, "I'll wait... I'll wait until you are ready to tell me..."