...have to wait until you're nearly dead to do it." Her intense stare broke through his defenses.
"If you want me to do it, then I'll try...I just hope I don't disappoint you," Not used to feeling inadequate in any way, Ichigo bit his bottom lip and kicked the dirt a bit.
He looked so young that Rukia couldn't help but grin and hug him, "As if you could ever disappoint me, you stupid boy! Even if you can't do it, I'm still going to fuck your brains out later, so no big deal, 'kay?"
Her playfulness snapped him out of his malaise, "Okay, Rukia...let's do it."
Ichigo was sitting on the ground in a meditation pose while Rukia was instructing him, "Take a deep breath, close your eyes, and focus. I want you to let all those bad thoughts you have come out to play. Think about all the bad things that have happened in your life...all the things that have made you angry."
Ichigo's face contorted in concentration before he blew out his deep breath and opened annoyed eyes, "Rukia...this isn't going to work. I've been a slave for too long to purposefully let my emotions take over like this. I just don't think I have it in me."
Rukia considered his words a moment before she spoke again, "Since I have absolutely no clue where to beg...