Gloves, Stitches, and Kisses

She never knew that he would disappear, but he never knew what he would come back to.

In a place where fighting came first and love second, what happens when things come in between? Where the desire to win and conquer goes farther than just inside the ring, but to love and be loved goes just as far. Where Gloves feels like holding his hand, Stitches feel like his warm embrace, and Kisses feels like a right hook to the face.

She always knew it would be him, and he always knew it would be them!

This is my old story, and has been unfinished, I will be making a remake. I didn't like where this was heading after rereading sometime later. So it will have a changed plot, but the same ideas! Please be on the lookout or check my profile for the remake!

{Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or anything from the franchise. I do however own the OCs in this story, and would appreciate it if you ask before you use.}