There was a small party going on in the world of the living, many people from both the living world and Soul Society in attendance, celebrating the end of all their troubles. Finally, things had settled back to normal, no more insanely powereful idiots trying to take over or destroy the world, no more Arrancars running rampant, coming and going as they pleased. Finally after years of fighting things were back to how they used to be.
Ichigo, now 18 years old, was stood chatting with Rukia by one of the tables, laughing as they discussed old times with each other, joking about the dangerous fights they had been in, thinking back on all the times they had nearly been killed, and of course all the stupid mistakes Ichigo had made along the way. Still, all that was behind them now. Now their lives could settle down, Ichigo could go back to being a normal guy, whilst Rukia could finally move on with her life as a Shinigami. The two were so engrossed in their discussions they weren't really paying much attention to their surroundings, or the people near them.
Ichigo, now 18 years old, was stood chatting with Rukia by one of the tables, laughing as they discussed old times with each other, joking about the dangerous fights they had been in, thinking back on all the times they had nearly been killed, and of course all the stupid mistakes Ichigo had made along the way. Still, all that was behind them now. Now their lives could settle down, Ichigo could go back to being a normal guy, whilst Rukia could finally move on with her life as a Shinigami. The two were so engrossed in their discussions they weren't really paying much attention to their surroundings, or the people near them.