Hollow's Fluff/smut shots

The Union of The Black Sun and White Moon.

Ichigo x Rukia

Pink petals of a sakura tree flutter and spin down to the ground, though to him he couldn't help the urge to avoid the flowers. Especially since his battle with a certain Kuchiki clan leader, but the black haired shinigami at his side relieves his slight fear of the petals. His white moon, the one who had been by his side through hundreds of battles and she knew his sword almost as well as he did. Afterall she was the reason why he became who he is today. The tree that overlooks the small quaint town of Karakura sat upon a hill overlooking a small graveyard beneath. The same place where his mother was buried, part of him wanted her to witness what he was going to do with the white moon. Kurosaki Ichigo, the Substitute Shinigami who had faced off against the entirety of the afterlife itself. Fighting against the soul society to save the woman by his side, joining them to defeat a traitor and his army then aiding them once more in defeating an ancient evil that nearly brought their destruction.

The black haired woman at his side gifted him his powers all those years ago, to think he'd meet his soulmate in his own bedroom. Though if you didn't know how they met, you'd think he was a pervert. Their story started when a black haired soul reaper walked through the wall into his room and he kicked her on the butt. Truly the best way love stories start. She would gift him her powers in order to defend his family and from there the rest is history. The adopted daughter of a noble clan in the soul society, Rukia Kuchki. The holder of the most beautiful zanpakuto in the soul society and to Ichigo, she was the most beautiful woman too. Her white captain's haori flowing in the summer breeze as they look out over the evening sky above Karakura town.

"So Ichigo, why'd you bring little old me all the way out here. Especially on your birthday of all things. I thought you'd want to sneak off somewhere so we could practice some "Soul bonding." It is your birthday after all." Rukia teases, suggestively smirking at the orange haired man.

"You pervert midget. I... wanted to enjoy my last day in the living world after all. My assignment to Squad five starts tomorrow and Shunsui wants me to train in Kido with him after the meeting with the other captains." The newly appointed captain replies. The binds around his twin zanpakuto blowing in the breeze. "I'm technically 80 years old now in the living world but I haven't aged since I'm a shinigami."

"80 years old huh? Are you calling me old Ichigo? I'm 50 years older than you are, you know." Rukia teases getting the orange haired captain to scowl at her.

"I was saying that I find it funny that despite my age I look like I'm not even 20 years old." he responds leading her up the rest of the hill towards the base of the Sakura tree. "What is it like being a captain?" He asks sitting down at the base of the tree.

"It can be hectic but things are a lot more lax around the soul society especially with head captain Kyoraku in charge now. Though, we lost a lot of good people in the war with the quincy. Ukitake, Yamamoto, Unohana... Renji." Rukia trails off, looking at the ground in remembrance of her old friend.

"Hey. He wouldn't want you to get all depressed. He went out fighting with me and Aizen against Ywatch himself. There's no point in living in the past. Look at your brother for an example, he grew cold and bitter. Do you really wanna be like him?" Ichigo questions wrapping the violet eyed soul reaper in his arms. "What matters now is how we move forwards."

"What's with this sentimentality coming from you?" Rukia asks as she turns to look up at Ichigo. He merely smiles before undoing the binds around his twin zanpakuto and overlays the twin weapons. Crouching down on a knee he presents both swords to the other captain. "What are you doing?"

"Eh?" He questions.

"What are you doing?"

"Rangiku said that the way soul reapers propose to each other is to offer their partner their sword." Rukia just deadpans at Ichigo as he sits crouched on one knee holding his blades out for her.