OK! This is a collab that YayForIshida and I did togeather, she's Ishida's POV and I'm Ichigo's.
YayForIshida: WE DON'T OWN BLEACH! BUT IF WE DID ICHIGO AND URYU WOULD HAVE BEEN ALL GAY OVER EACHOTHER IN THE FIRST EPISODE!!
SP: YES!!!
ICHIGO'S POV
Slashing my sword into the hollow's face, I watch as it gets sent to the soul society. Yawning, I stretched and started to walk home. I only like my job to an extent. I absolutely HATE it when I have to take care of a hollow on my way home from listening to teacher fuckin bitch about EVERYTHING and then drone on about stuff I hate to listen to. I'm 4th in my class, so I'm pretty smart, so I really don't think I should be required to sit through class and Ishida staring at my back half the class. Not really sure what the hell his problem is, but I know I hate the guy. He just pisses me off SO DAMNNED MUCH! He can be ok though, there are times when he seems almost friendly, and I almost think I could be friends with him. Getting to my front door I steady my spinning head and brace myself before walking through the door.
"I'm ho-" Dad jumps at my head, I duck and he goes flying though the door, crashing into the garbage cans outside.
"DAD!" My sister Karin almost blew a fuse, again. Yuzu walked to the door, asking if dad was ok, getting a groan in response.
"ICHIGO! YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!" Dad got up, and ran at me, catching me again, and giving me a noogie.
"Would you stop!" Finally he calmed down and asked me how school was going. Ech.
"It's ok, boring as fuck but…"
"You're just advanced, soon you'll get to the harder stuff, what would you like for dinner onii-chan?" Karin asked while Yuzu closed the door and she washed her hands.
"Uhhhh, what ever you want, I'm not to hungry, I think I'll do my homework and go to bed." I say, stretching.
"Oh, ok! Do you want me to send a snack up later? If you're still up?" Karin was so thoughtful.
"Yea, sure." I reply, walking up the stairs.
Getting to my bedroom, I throw my book bag down, and collapse on the bed.
Rukia and I are fighting a huge hallow, Ishida runs onto the field we're fighting on, and the hallow suddenly turns his attacks at him.
"EAHHHH!" He's badly injured, and I run at the hallow. It randomly disappears, and now all I can see is a broken, bleeding Uryu.
"Ishida! Say something damnit! You better fuckin not be dead!"
U-useless…" Ishida coughs up blood, as I tear my shirt off to stop the bleeding.
"You're not fuckin useless! SHIT! I have to get you to my dad, Oh god!"
"N-no… Ichigo…" W-what did he just call me? He never calls me Ichigo.
"Uryu? What?" I hold him in my arms, I know I should start running, getting him to a doctor, but I can't move.
"I l-love you…" As he says these words, it feels like my chest is catching on fire. I can't speak, and for some reason I'm sobbing. What the hell is going on?
"Ichigo…" Uryu takes a last deep breath, and becomes limp in my arms. Suddenly, I'm full of life, and can move.
"Uryu! I Love you to! Don't die! Don't you fuckin die on me you bustard! What the hell's your problem! Tell m that and then die will ya?"
I roll out of bed, hitting my head on my nightstand.
"Hmmft!" Laying on the ground, the first thing I notice is my eyes watering, second thing is the burning in my chest. God don't tell me…
I sniffle, getting up off the floor. Do I love Uryu? Nah…. Even if I do, he wont ever accept it…. I'll just keep it to myself.
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AT SCHOOL
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I walk into school feeling fine, but as soon as I cross paths with Uryu, I feel my face heating up.
"Shit." I say under my breath as Chad sees us and starts towards us.
"Hey Ichigo, Uryu. Ichigo, something wrong?"
Orihime pops up behind him.
"Yea, you look like a tomato!"
"Would you guys fuckin drop it! I'm fine damnit!" Needless to say, Uryu is staring at me this whole damn time. He's always staring. He thinks he's so fuckin great. I look at him as a conversation starts between Chad and Orihime.
His dark hair is a beautiful contrast with his flawless, pale skin. His body is tined, and frankly sexy as HELL. I feel myself going hard, and excuse myself quickly to the bathroom. I sit in a stall, thinking about anything but how sexy Uryu is. Wait, when did I start calling him Uryu? Oh Damnit. Just fuck me up a pole, kill me now! Ugh! Grandmas. Grandpas in Speedos…. Ugh…. Bad picture! Shit! Well, at least I'm not hard anymore. After a few more deep breaths, I leave the bathroom so I'm not late to class.
URYU'S POV
Kurosaki had the most oddest look on his face when I saw him. It's almost like I was the last person he wanted to see. Well, let me say there, the feeling is mutual. He's been on my mind a lot lately, and I've been very confused because of it. I couldn't get much sleep last night; explaining the slight scowl upon my normally emotionless face, because of his face constantly popping up in the awkwardest of moments. I watch the orange-haired Shinigami as Sado-kun makes his way over to greet him. Kurosaki is looking rather an odd shade of red. I wonder why... "Hey Ichigo, Uryu." I smile slightly in reply.
"Ichigo... something wrong?" Sado-kun asks in his low, caring voice of his. Sado-kun is probably one of my best friends, not that he knows, but he is trustworthy and extremely selfless. I like that about him. As if not noticing before, I turn and stare at the Shinigami, pretending to be shocked by his sudden color change.
"Yeah, you look like a tomato!" Inoue-san exclaims in her awfully cheery voice. How can she be so alive in the morning. I'm having trouble focusing right now.
"Would you guys fucking drop it?! I'm fine, damn it!" Kurosaki shouted, his scowl apparent on his face. Damn, he must have had a hard night too. I can't help feeling a little bit concerned. I've never seen his chocolate brown eyes filled with such confusion and... anger. I notice he's staring at me in such an odd way, so I turn away, showing disinterest in the boy. Though my body wants to turn and stare at him, I can't show that much feeling... that would be making myself venerable to him. I can't have that. I watch him walk away, whispering a small excusion. I stare in the direction of where he's running to, sighing a little, earning stares from Inoue-san and Sado-kun. I clear my throat and make my way to class, despite wanting to know why Kurosaki yelled like that. I've never heard him yell at Sado-kun or Inoue-san. This is quite interesting.
ICHIGO'S POV
That night, I couldn't even get to sleep, let alone not think about that damned Uryu. I keep thinking I love him, but then I get frustrated at myself, but I wasn't sure why. I guess he wouldn't like someone like me though, I mean, for one I'm a guy.... and he probably hates my guts by now.... god I seriously fucked up. After a while, my alarm clock went off, and I rolled out of bed, sighing in frustration and lack of sleep.
Now, Orihime, Chad, Uryu, and I are on our way to a concert. Apparently Orihime loves the band, and of course she dragged us to it as well. Not that there's anything wrong with the band, I'm just so FUCKIN TIRED! Uryu ended up sitting next to me. What great luck I have. I can smell his cologne. It's like some type of crisp winter smell or something, and it's seriously making me hot under the collar. I feel like such a damn idiot. I fucked up any chance of him even liking me as a friend, and now I fell in love with the bustard. I mean, how many times does that happen?
"So, who's ready to hear some awesome music!"
"Hn." Uryu sounded distant.
"Sure..." Chad seemed a little uncomfortable with Orihime wiggling right next to him, I think he likes her..... Uryu looks sexier though.... There I go again. I sigh in exasperation, forgetting where I am.
"You ok?" Chad might not look it, but he's a big softy.... and very caring.
"Yea... I'm fine..." I say, distant... still thinking about how hot Uryu looks in his black t-shirt, and tight-ish pants that hug his slim waist. He brought something he's sewing into the car with us, considering we have a three hour drive, and Orihime's dad doesn't like much talk in his car. I watch his slim, long, perfect fingers sew the fabric together with ease, and extreme skill. His lips forming an angelic, small frown of concentration. I wonder what his lips taste like.... Oh god.... now my face is burning. Please don't turn and notice...
"Ichigo.... Your face is very red. Are you sure you're ok?" A smirk forms on Uryu's face, like he knows something, then it suddenly changes to something more like a frown, and he's suddenly blushing as well. Oh god.... the pink looks simply stunning on his pale, perfect skin. I suddenly want to kiss his blush. I finally find my voice.
"I'm fine."
This is going to be a long car ride.
URYU'S POV
I understand I can be a little stubborn at times, but Inoue-san has her ways of curling me around her little finger. I don't really like music concerts; I prefer to watch the orchestra perform, but Inoue-san had a smile on her face I didn't really understand. It was saying 'Please, Ishida-kun' but then again it was saying 'You can't say no'. So here I am, in an extremely cramped car on my way to a music concert. I was dreading it. Luckily I brought my sewing along to make, at least, the car journey that more interesting. Inoue-san's Father was quite quiet all the way through. I don't understand how that man can be so quiet, and yet his daughter is the complete opposite.
"So who's ready to hear some awesome music!"
Inoue-san squealed in her very high voice. I wasn't really paying attention; this cross-stitch was very tricky, and I was dreading the music so a simple sound was appropriate.
"Sure..." Sado-kun muttered. He sounded... different. Like he was trying to keep his feelings under-wrap. But still, he was sitting next to the very bubbly , I hear Ichi- Kurosaki... sigh dreamily. It was odd to hear him so far away. It was like he was in a completely different World to us all. But, unphased, I continued with my sewing. It's not that hard to sew in a car, despite inside it being unnaturally cramped and the ride being bumpy."You okay?" Sado-kun asks Ichi- KUROSAKI! with a concerned look upon his face. Sado-kun is so caring."Yeah... I'm fine..." Kurosaki mumbles, still in his distant World, away from us all. I glance next to me and notice he's watching what I'm doing. Could he be interested in sewing? I doubt it. But if I have an audience, I had better not stop. I continue to push the needle in and out of the soft white cotton, my lips pursing in concentration. If this design worked well, then I would have to add this to my bed-sheets. I sigh happily, satisfied with the way the crosses had turned out. I turn my head to the side of me and notice Kurosaki is a very bright shade of red... again. I can't help but wonder why he keeps blushing around me? Could this mean...? Of course not! Don't get ahead of yourself, Uryu."Ichigo... Your face is very red," I hold back the temptation to say 'again'. "Are you sure you're okay?" A small smirk graces my lips as I watch his face turn from shocked to embarrassed. That boy brings me such pleas-... Wait. I called him Ichigo! Please say he didn't notice. I turn away, a small flush of pink tainting my cheeks. Damn, I hate being so pale, I bet Kurosaki's just laughing inside at my extremely apparent blush."I'm fine..." I hear him say. I catch his eyes again. He has such amazing eyes. They hold so much emotion at one time. I also have grown quite fond of that chocolate color. Unlike chocolate itself, you could never grow sick of Ichi- KUROSAKI'S! eyes. I look away again, hating the thoughts he's making me have. I feel like such a girl.
ICHIGO'S POV
"We're here!" Orihime's cheery ringing, like voice broke me out of my mesmerized state. Maybe I should join sewing club, I figure I should get to know Uryu better..... Oh hell, what am I thinking!! sheesh, I need to come down from my little cloud. I smile at Uryu, and get out of the car. I stand outside of the car until I see Uryu's having some trouble putting his sewing away, and I jog to the other side of the car, opening the door."Need help?" Uryu looks at me with that damn not-caring look of his that says 'you're incompetent of my stature.' Yea, big words, I know. "No." I swear Uryu blushes, and turns back to his sewing, taking off his seatbelt, and now he's (i guess) waiting for me to move back so he can get out. I take a step backwards, noticing right before he gets out, that there's some type of stick-like thing in his way. Shit, he doesn't realize...! Uryu trips over the pole and falls out of the small van, into me. Oh god... he's touching me... holy shit! Ahhh! my face! Again, red looks great across Uryu's cute cheeks. I push him away, him taking my heart with him."Sorry..." Uryu's blushing full on now, as he dusts himself off, and closes the door, walking away. "COME ON!!! WE'RE GOING TO MISS IT!!!" I laugh, almost taking my mind off the whole Uryu thing. "The concert's not going anywhere Hime-chan." She giggles and I feel Uryu's eyes on me. I look back at him, our eyes meeting for a second. I smile at him, and turn around, putting my hands behind my head in my usual stance. "Then again, if Uryu keeps standing there like that, we WILL miss it." Payback. -----------------AFTER CONCERT!!!--------------------
Ok, Uryu apparently didn't like the concert very much. He almost got separated in the crowd, and someone decided to spike his drink. Hell, I guess he's never been to one of these.... you're not supposed to put your drink down.... I say almost because at the last second he pulled me with him, so we got separated together. Now I'm stuck with a sick, and sexy guy.... and I'm in love with him. He's really starting to worry me though, he's kind of turning a greenish color. "Uryu, I need to get you out of here....." It's kind of hard to take care of him if there's a bunch of sweaty teenagers.
URYU'S POV
D-Damn, how'd it get so hot in here? I look around the blurry room, trying to find someone I know. But everyone disappeared. The concert was extremely bad, no offence to Inoue-san, it was too loud and the lead singer couldn't even sing. I could do a better job myself. When the music stopped, I had decided to go for a bathroom break, putting my red-cup of orange juice on the side. There were alcoholic drinks and, no matter how hard Kurosaki tried to force me, I had decided against drinking one. When I had came back, I grabbed my drink and took a huge swig of it. It did taste a little different, but I thought nothing of it. That's when my vision became blurred and the room got beyond normal temperature.I stumble through the sea of teens, trying, hoping to find someone, anyone, I knew. Nothing is working though, I find no one. I stand by the wall, my heart-rate extremely fast. I breathe hard and try to pull myself together. I have no idea what's going on. Luckily, out of the corners of my eyes, orange hair comes in to view."K-K-Kuro...saki!" I yell out, reaching towards the orange blob."I-Ishida?" I hear his voice. It makes me smile. I lunge towards him, clutching on to his amazingly tight t-shirt. I laugh giddily, and at nothing. "Uryu... I need to get you out of here." I sigh and throw my arms around his neck."Kurosaki... hold me..." I ask, unaware of what I'm saying. When I feel him comply, I purr against his neck, my lips tracing from underneath his chin to his shoulder. "Kurosaki..." I pull away and look in to his eyes. "I lo...lov..." Suddenly, my World goes black. Endless shouts and screams are all I can hear as I fade in to an uncontrollable World of slumber.
ICHIGO'S POV
"Kurosaki..... hold me..." Ok....... did he just.... HOLY SHIT! I look at him for a second, and a little voice in the back of my head says he doesn't mean it, cause he's drunk.... but I can't help myself. I hold him close, and he purrs against my neck. I feel hot all over as he uses his irresistible lips to trace from my chin to my shoulder, I shiver and lean into his kisses. I'm in heaven."Kurosaki..." He pulls away, his beautiful blue eyes staring up into my brown ones. "I lo...lov.." Suddenly, his eyes flutter closed, and he leans into me, passes out. "Oh hell." I pick him up bridal style and force my way out of the concert, and to the car. I lean Ishida against the car, and pull my souvenir sharpie out (Orihime bout us all one... and a tee-shirt...) I write that Ishida and I are at the hotel down the street. I pick him back up, and run toward the hotel. At the hotel, the clerk behind the desk gives me an odd look, and I blush. I give him the money, smirk, and wink at him. He shakily gives me the key to the room. I run to the elevator, worried about the drunk boy in my arms.... did I mention in my arms? The elevator was to slow, so I run to the stairs and take them. When I get o our room, I lay Ishida down on the bed, and place a wet washcloth on his forehead, then I wait for my sleeping beauty to wake up.
URYU'S POV
Umph... cold... I awake from my daze and notice the orange-haired boy staring back at me. His face was blurry. Did he take my glasses off? Actually, where am I? Wasn't I supposed to be with Inoue-san and Sado-kun at a concert? Uhn, I feel so disorientated. "Kurosaki..." I try to say, but my voice is a hoarse whisper. He leans in closer and I squint. "Where am we? Why are we here? And what happened?" I ask the three questions that ran through my mind. Though I was half-blind, I could see the small smile on his face. Damn he's cute. He places my glasses on my nose and I adjust them, feeling extremely shaky. "We're at a hotel, Ishida." Kurosaki tells me, smiling softly. I feel so warm when he smiles at me like that. I tried to compute half of the things he was saying but I was so tired and I felt really ill. Why was that? "You look tired.""Well observed." I mutter, sarcastically. What? I'm still supposed to hate him. It's an Ishida thing. "Ass. You sleep... I'll be here." Ichigo... I mean, Kurosaki replies, sitting back in a little chair over the other side of the room. I pull my glasses off; it was actually a waste of time for Kurosaki to give them to me but oh well, and place them on the side."Kurosaki." I murmur. He looks over. "Why don't you sleep next to me? I mean, you look quite exhausted yourself..." Did I just ask that? Oh I don't care. I want to feel his body next to mine. Even if it's clothed...
ICHIGO'S POV
I watch Ishida until he wakes up, about three hours after he passed out and I brought him here. My ass hurts, but it's worth it just to see his cute, bewildered face as he wakes up. "Kurosaki..." I wish he'd call me Ichigo... I lean closer, remembering he can't see squat without his glasses. "Where am we? Why are we here? And what happened?" HELL! He reminds me of a scared, confused animal, his eyes all big like that. He probably doesn't even remember what he was about to say earlier. Fuck. I smile at his cuteness, I can't help it. I slip his glasses onto his adorable face so he can see me as I answer his questions. Well, one of them.... I'll tell him the rest later..."We're at a hotel, Ishida." As soon as said that, and flashed another small smile his way, he blushed. "You look tired." He's really having trouble keeping his eyes open. I'm worried."Well observed." His sarcastic tone doesn't bother me in the state he's in. Still, I can't let him know that. "Ass. You sleep... I'll be here." I sit back, trying to relax. The truth is I'm also pretty tired, but there's only one bed, and he needs it more. Ishida takes his glasses off, and I look at the ceiling."Kurosaki." I look over, what's he got to say now? "Why don't you sleep next to me? I mean, you look quite exhausted yourself..." Ok, did he just...... It's still probably the alcohol. Yea, that's it. Even if Ishida was gay, he wouldn't love an asshole like me. We're supposed to be rivals, not lovers. I stare at Uryu. He blushes and looks down."I mean if you don't want to..." Ishida shivers. I instantly stand up, and he scoots over, clearing a space for me. I climb into bed with him, and tell him to turn over. He does as I say, and I put the covers around us, and my arm around him for body warmth. He seems cold, even though he was under heavy blankets. Either he can't hold alcohol, or it wasn't what I thought it was. Great, not I wanna punch someone in the face.... FUCK! Those bastards! How fuckin dare they hurt my Ishida! Oh crap... did I just... he's not MY Ishida... what am I thinking. Uryu moans in his sleep, and I blush. Soon, my world turns black, as I relax and float into a troubled slumber.I walk along a hallway, back and forth waiting for someone. "You wanted to meet me here?" I turn around, and it's Uryu. "Yea...." I put a nervous hand on the back of my head, and look into his pretty blue eyes. They shine like the sea. "Ok... what did you want Ichigo? I have more important things to do than-" I cut him off with a kiss, his eyes open wide, and he pushes me away. My heart instantly breaks, and I look at the ground, blushing, embarrassed."You wanted to sexually harass me? You stupid bastard! I'm not gay, you sick, sick, excuse for a friend. Now, I never want to see you again." Every word cuts into my heart like an ax to a tree. "Uryu..""No." He starts walking away. Tears finally come, and I start to run after him."No! Uryu! Please!" Everything goes black, except for Uryu, but as fast as I'm running toward him, he still gets further away."Uryu! Please! Don't leave me! I L- LOVE YOU!"---------"Ichigo!"My eyes snap open. Uryu's sitting up in bed, looking at me with worried eyes, Oh Shit. I rub tears from my face. Did I say any of that out loud? Fuck. I'm screwed.... no pun intended.
URYU'S POV
Kurosaki lays next to me and places his arm around my waist, he is unbelievably comfortable and warm. I try extremely hard not curl up in his arms and purr like the cat inside me would. With my eyes closed, I can hear and feel Kurosaki's breath on my neck. It's hot and brushing over the hairs standing upon the sensitive skin. Is it weird to be excited by sleeping next to the orange-haired boy? Slowly, I feel myself drift off to World I was just at. When I wake, Kurosaki is still asleep next to me. I sit up and lean against the headboard, Kurosaki's arm still clutching my waist. I look over to the desk and fumble around for my glasses. Grabbing them, I place them upon my nose and adjust them, like normal. I observe his face, smiling every time he unconsciously furrows his brows. He looks so beautiful without that scowl upon his face. I wish he'd look like that more. Slowly, I lift my hand to caress his cheek, but pull back as reality crashes down. Kurosaki is... not... g-gay, like myself, so I must... hold back from temptation. I look away and stare out of the window. It's still pretty dark, what's the time? I wonder where the others are. They must be extremely worried. Suddenly, pulling me from my thoughts, I hear a mumble and Kurosaki's arm tightens around my waist. I turn to look at him and he has the most pained expression. I can't stand to see it."U-Uryu." He whispers. I frown at him, though he's asleep. He said my first name! It sounds so good coming from his lips. "No..." I furrow my eyebrows at his dream-state face. I place a hand on his cheek, hoping that will comfort him, but it does far from it. Ichigo- Kurosaki! clutches my hand and squeezes tight, forcing the blood up to my cheeks. "No... Uryu... Please..." He dazes out for a little while. He has no idea how fast he is making my heart pound. I swallow hard and squeeze Ichi-...KURO...SAKI's hand, hoping to give him support."Kurosaki..." It looks like he's having a nightmare... about me. My chest rises and falls hard. "Don't leave me...""Kurosaki..." I say louder."I l-love..." He fades in to quiet. What did he say? I didn't quite hear. And... is he... crying?"Ichigo!" I yell, my worries for him overflowing. I'm breathing hard as he finally opens his eyes, a look of shock on his face. He has no idea how much he frightened me. I stare at him, my cheeks a slight shade of pink from the intensity of the gaze we're sharing. I don't think he noticed he's clutching my hand.
ICHIGO'S POV
Uryu looks frightened. Shit. Is he blushing? Our eyes meet, but being my stupid self I break the gaze by looking at the floor. What am I doing? I unconsciously rub my thumb into Uryu's palm, feeling the smoothness of his palm. I look back up."Did... I..." Uryu nods his head yes. A pained expression crosses my features. It's over. Might as well tell him, he hates me already, why not add to the fire. But he is holding my hand...... so. Fucking. confusing. "Uryu... I...." I blush and look down again, for fucks sake spit it out Ichigo!"Yea...?" Uryu has an odd face on, full of curiosity, and embarrassment. Did I mention hot hot he looks when his smooth cheeks are red? "Uh I, I, please don't hate me.... I""Spit it out already Kurosaki!""I FUCKIN LOVE YOU OK URYU!!?? I FUCKIN LOVE YOU! I love the way you smell, how fuckin sexy you are, I love your blush, your personality... everything! You drive me crazy, you have for a while now." I close my eyes in anticipation. Any second now he'll push me away, probably get a few punches in first. I'll savor the touches, and take the pain.
URYU'S POV
Kurosaki... loves me? I stare at him, my lips parted in utter shock. I cannot believe after all of this time, Kurosaki loves me. He just came out with it. I wish I had his confidence. I raise a hand to his face and stroke my fingers alone the soft, toned skin."Kurosaki... I-" I pause, sensing it. "Hollow." I scramble to get out of bed, forgetting how dizzy I felt. I tumble slightly but hold my hands out to catch on to the window ledge. "Wh-what?" He asks, still sitting there."Well, don't just stand there... Ichigo... Move already!" I yell, putting some affection on his given name. He finally moves and I clutch my cross. "It's that way," I point right, shuffling over to the door. "Don't bother with that cell phone Kuchiki-san gave you."We make it outside, and I haven't killed myself yet. I can see the ugly Hollow in front of me. Oh, Kamisama, how could there be such ghastly things? I clutch my cross and bring back my arm, feeling Ichigo's- Yes, Ichigo- hand clutch my arm."Let me handle this. You're still not well." He mutters, pulling it away and pressing his badge to his chest. Of course, I have to look after his body, but I'm not surrendering yet."Kurosaki, I am not an invalid." I have to call him Kurosaki, or it will confuse the poor boy. A mixture of being loving and arguing is not what I'm trying to do."Shut up, Ishida." He lunges in the air and strikes the Hollow's mask, straight on. Even though he is quite heavy. Some of his movements are quite elegant. I hold Kurosaki's body tight in my arms. He's quite beautiful, in an exotic sort of way.
ICHIGO'S POV
I strike the hollow multiple times, unconsciously showing off for Uryu. All of a sudden the hollow disappears, and reappears behind Uryu. "Move!" I yell, but it's to late. The hollow knocks Uryu and my body across the street. "No!" Suddenly my vision turns red, then black as I turn into my damn hollow my vision turns back to normal, the hotel is fixed, and I can't see Uryu. I jump up even though my body aches severely, and rush around trying to find my lost love. "Uryu! Shit!" Uryu's a damned bloody mess. I pick him up, and head for the nearest hospital, leaving my body behind.
URYU'S POV
Everything's black... It's dark... I can only feel arms around me... I slowly open my eyes, staring at the figure above me. Orange hair..."K-Kuro... saki?" I whisper, watching him glance down. We're moving. "Kurosaki... You're in your Shihakusho... Isn't this going to look a bit odd?""I don't care!" Kurosaki shouts. I close my mouth, not wanting to anger him more. "I just want you better! Look at you! You're a fuckin' state!" Something drops on to my cheeks. Is he crying? "Kuro...- Ichigo..." He finally gives me the attention I want. "Go back and get your body... Then we can go to the hospital, I promise." He stares at me, unbelieving. "I'm a Quincy, I don't break my promises."
Hope you liked the first chappie! R&R!